bend the light
Just a thirty-something girl trying to pretend a moment has somehow lingered on.
Tunespeak competition. Meet and greet with John.
I’m not a quitter. I’m stubborn and headstrong. Super determined. But I also know how to do some simple calculations and the numbers aren’t good, folks. Unless Katy Perry tweets out a plea on my behalf, this isn’t happening. So I guess I’m officially admitting defeat. I tried so hard. Gawd I tried. I just can never get above 20th place despite HOURS and DAYS of listening, clicking, watching tweeting etc etc. Kudos to whoever ends up winning. You must have mad time on your hands and A LOT of friends.
Still thinking about that concert in August. I just want to TELL HIM how much I enjoyed the show; how amazing he is; how much I adore his music…….Maybe someday.
On a brighter note, my new iphone is helping to take the edge off;)
(Friends, Lovers or Nothing)
So, like seemingly everybody else out in Tumblr land, I’m trying to get in on a sweet, sweet meet & greet with our fella, JM. I pretty much have no chance in hell of winning but a girl has gotta try, right? I love this dude. He means a lot to me. You know how it feels. Meeting him would be just the best.
JM fam, if you could find it in your heart to listen to the clip (all the way up to the giggle—you know I love you) I’d sure appreciate it!
Pretty please? I’ll love you forever.
https://twitter.com/bendlight1/status/401273395889061888 And just click on the blue twitter link, then press play.
Thanks a million.
I’m having a tonsillectomy tomorrow and am pretty much scared out of my mind. Terrified, really. I finally get how JM must have felt when they were going to mess with his throat. And I don’t even rely on my voice for my livelihood. Mine’s just for serenading myself (badly) in the shower.
Anyway, I totally want my mom right now. My mom and some Xanax.