Well it's 8:30 am, my bag is packed, the batteries of my camera are charged, and the gas tank in my car is full. And I'm freaking the hell out!!! Seriously man, in an hour and a half or so, I'll be leaving for what I'm sure will be a legendary road trip. Who knows... when I get there, the seats might be crap and I didn't win the mng passes, and it's fucking freezing in here, but you know what? I don't give a shit! I have never been obesessed about anything the way I am about Linkin Park man, and that's saying something considering that when I get excited about something I tend to get carried away. But man, I dunno what it is... it's crazy! I can even begin to explain it, and I wouldn't want to bother you with it anyway, but yeah, I'm really close to jumping up and down in the bed.
The whole driving think freaks me out a little because this is the longest trip I have ever made, but whatever, I like driving... well I actually like speeding, but shhh... and well after you drive in Caracas, there's not much else that can scare you. Everyone is like freaking out: drive safe! be careful! Yeah I will people! Stop stressing! I know I look and act like a kid, but I have -some- brains 8P
I really can't ramble anymore, for real, I never though that would actually happen... can 9pm get here already?!
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