Winning The Ticketmaster War

Word goes around via news or fan mail that your favorite artist is going on tour. Dreading getting tickets due to pricing, you open Ticketmaster and see diabolical resale tickets priced at about a billion dollars for a single ticket. Not really caring in the present tense on how much your bank account is, you decide to buy the tickets..

And be put into a waiting line of 300 others.

You’d most likely groan in this unfortunate situation, coming to the realization (if you hadn’t before) that your favorite band isn’t that… underground anymore. That’s what happened to me this weekend.

My Chemical Romance announced the other leg of the Long Live The Black Parade tour last Friday, where they’re playing in a bunch of different countries, cities, and continents. Having already seen this tour whenever they announced just North America, I begged my parents to go, despite having seen them at Dodger Stadium and at the Las Vegas Festival Grounds.

Knowing that the other superfans were gonna scalp the tickets like men in their 30s buying Pokémon cards (If you don’t know what I’m talking about, look it up, it’s very.. interesting to say the least), and people buying the tickets for a (somewhat) reasonable price and then selling them for thrice the price, I was cooked via ticket prices, and seats were a whole other story.

A day story short later, after convincing my mom, I finally got the tickets for me, my mom, and my brother to see MCR. Maybe, this will end my now three-year hyperfixation? Maybe it won’t. All I know is that I’m gonna see them again in October…

Of 2026.

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I Am Music

Music puts me in a flow state, revives my soul in times of distress, music embodies one’s self. Whenever I listen to music, it puts me in a trance. Especially if I find a song that I love so much and I listen to for 100 times on repeat. When I listen to a sad song, I’m sad, even if it’s for no reason. When I listen to happy music, I’m happy. It’s like music can control my feelings. I have no idea how music has the ability to give me literal goosebumps; it just does. I’ve never really understood the people that don’t constantly listen to music. In the shower, doing chores, lying down, there is always music. When I’m in an argument with a friend or family member, good music makes the situation better. It’s like the tension is released. The right music is like therapy, at least my therapy. It helps me tune everything out and go into my own world.

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Eugene, Oregon

It was 11:00 am on Thursday, I got the text from my Dad he was at school to pick me up and we were on our way. We picked up our friends, went to the store and hit the Santa Barbara airport. We landed in San Francisco then walked to our gate for Oregon. Then we grabbed dinner and went to bed. When we woke up and drove to PK Park my mind was blown. The size of every sports complex blew my mind, and I had a great first day of my showcase. Hitting my personal best 95 mph exit velocity to becoming friends with 3 kids from Hawaii, today was very blessed.

Tomorrow I play my first game of the weekend at the University of Oregon against my best friends team and I’m very excited. From the soccer field to the baseball field and the football stadium, I fell in love with Eugene, Oregon.

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Blank Mind: A Christmas Tribute

I sat down to write this blog, but absolutely nothing came to mind. Instead, I procrastinated until the last minute… and still had nothing to write about. I tried brainstorming ideas, but everything felt too cliché or uninteresting.

So, I guess this post isn’t exceptionally exciting, but it’s all I’ve got right now.

That said, I’m really excited for Christmas. I love Christmas music—it’s so nostalgic. If I could listen to it all year, I would. (And honestly, sometimes I do.)

Well, now this post has somehow turned into being about Christmas, but I’ve run out of things to say about that, too. Hopefully, I’ll have better luck next week.

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Dorms

Living in the dorms is an entirely new experience for me. I have always enjoyed the privilege of living in the small town where I went to school, but that has all changed for me. My family moved away while I had one last year of high school to complete. I made the decision to finish high school where I started, becoming a dormer to do so.

My first week was a lot of adjusting. Living on a campus in the town where I had grown up was the biggest challenge. Wanting to go out and do what I had always done before left me feeling incredibly bored.

Additionally, I felt lonely. My lifelong friends, family, and others were all gone. I still have people I enjoy talking to, but the dynamic of my life has changed completely.

I have noticed that changing my personal life to adapt to the dorms has become the best help when adjusting. I try to maintain a schedule and focus on both school work and personal growth.

While the changes are challenging, they are temporary and are a good preparation for college and life beyond high school.

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