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So, I've been vegetarian for about a month now... and my Mom pointed out to me today that I have basically been living off of soy products. I would like to know some super easy meals that I can make with things easily found around the house, that are actual MEALS. Also, if you have a favorite vegetarian cookbook that isn't scary/easily doable, please let me know! Boca burgers can only feed a person for so long, I want to learn how to cook a great vegetarian meal. 

I've come to a conclusion.

I told my Dad that I was done coming up with plans because every single one had a flaw and I could keep trying, but I don't want to make him worry. He just told me that I have all my life to live and go see bands and that he really would take me if he could. I just said that I hate not being there, and reading about it instead. Yeah, I lost $110 but just because I'm not there doesn't mean that they can't still be my favorite band or my favorite people. The day of I will feel terrible, but I'm going to be fine. I've learned a lot from being desperate, some people really don't care about me and others do. Those are the ones that matter.

Katie, let's stick to our plan with the memorabilia, I can even pay you, whether or not you want to accept it. Have the time of your life. I don't need their autographs because I already have each of theirs twice, the next time I want to be there for myself. They're still my heroes. Thanks for not telling me to shut up and for helping me through this, one day we will get to meet each other at a My Chem concert. It was just too far away, if it was somewhere closer or if my family hadn't started this stupid store they own now way back when, it would have happened. But there is a next time. I've been reading lately that they will be writing the new record a lot sooner than I expected, so there's that to look forward to and they will get to have lives. They'll tour again, and hopefully pick a better location.

I'm done worrying, and I can finally smile :)

I wrote my Dad a letter with the schedule I had in mind for the day of the concert and the day after. I put it on the counter at the store where he would find it. I'm SO worried that it will become a huge deal and end in another fight with my Mom or something. I just want to see my favorite band one last time, I don't want it to explode.

This = craziest night of my life.
Whatever you thought of me before... doesn't even matter.