I went to the Champa new year's festival tonight in hopes of being able to meet and listen to one of my favorite singers, but instead, he didn't show. I waited until 9 pm, then went home disappointed. I'm assuming he would show up later, but I have a ton of homework that I have yet to work on and tomorrow I was asked to work, so I couldn't wait at the festival until midnight. Too bad. Now I wish I hadn't gone at all, then I wouldn't have wasted 3 hours. On top of that, my sister didn't come home this weekend. Now I feel awfully sad.
God, my mind is blank. What the hell am I to do with John's homework? This man has buried me deep.