neurobiological approach

this morning was pretty shitty. i got ready for italian school in 30 minutes, and as i was about to leave i noticed my subwoofer was missing for my speakers. so i was like "hmmm i wonder where they are" so i go to my brother's room and there they are nicely hooked up to Heather's laptop and i was like steaming from the ears. it took my forever to hook up my speakers in the position they were, and the chords were duct taped to the bottom of my desk so they weren't all over the place, and he must have screwed around with that and it makes me angry.
then i go to italian school and stare at the clock turn to 10:30 and think of the thousands of people in Edmonton calling ticketmaster slowly reserving seats and more seats for The Killers, and how gay it is that me and Will couldn't get tickets.
then i go to ballet, and Lauren turns to me and goes "guess who's got floor seats for The Killers???" and i just stared her down. i don't think i ever experienced such jealousy in my whole life. the chemicals in my brain were definitely unbalanced (learned that in psychology under the neurobiological approach HAHA) so i was pretty down. it was a pretty crappy morning. considering i got like five hours of sleep the night before.
i got home after dance, and went onto the ticketmaster website
and searched for tickets every few minutes. nothing ever came up. then i realized i wasn't doing it right. so i did it right and i got TWO TICKETS. so then my day was all good. and i watched The Lakehouse too. which i will talk about at another time..

and now it seems i've switched places with Jordan. and i don't feel so good anymore..