Today is National Talk Like A Pirate Day. I'm not making this up, nor am I going to do it.
I might have if I had remembered before now : D
Anyway, have I ever told you the most tragic thing that's ever happened to me?
Well, last June I entered a radio contest online. The prize was four tickets to a Switchfoot concert, you got to sit on the stage AND get backstage passes. So I wasn't expecting the tickets, but I did really hope that they went to someone who deserved them.
So, soon after, the phone rang, it was the radio station, and they talked to my mother. She came in and said, "Sophia! You won the tickets!"
If, on the afternoon of May 7th you heard an soft, eerie squealing noise, that was probably me, as I shouted my head off. Needless to say, I was ecstatic. I love Switchfoot, they're one of my favorite bands.
I waited a long time for my precious tickets to arrive in the mail. A few days before the concert, I decided to look it up. It was canceled. Canceled. I didn't cry, and I'm surprised that I didn't.
So, after some wasted PCD (post-concert depression) which is awful since I didn't even see the concert, I sorta got over it.
So a few weeks ago, something came in the mail from the radio station while I was out. Four tickets...to a David Crowder Band concert. Oh. I don't have anything against them, and I don't mind going, but this will be my first concert to a band I've heard one song from. Who knows? They could be my new favorite.
Still...Why oh why didn't the radio station wait a couple months and send me to Skillet & Hawk Nelson? Or a few more months for Tobymac and Relient K? Oh, the sheer, sheer pain.
So I'm going... Luckily for me, David Crowder Band is touring with Seabird. *manages to smile*
I like them, they're awesome. Though, with my musical luck, Seabird will probably catch cold and they'll cancel.
But then, radio station might send me to Tobymac...