the saddest story ever told.

sooo last night i was planning on going out but i decided to take a quick little power nap around 8:30 so i would be really energized and awake for a night on the town. flash forward to 3:04 AM when i am still tucked soundly into my comfy bed (seriously, STILL?? did somebody drug me??) when i was awoken by a text from my friend maxx. "lady gaga was at sway. she sang a song."

first of all. friends don't text friends about a secret surprise appearance and song by lady gaga AFTER the fact. friends CALL friends the second gaga enters the room so that the friend who is "napping" and OBSESSED with gaga can jump out of bed and into a cab. after she applies a little eyeliner. obviously.

it took me until 6:02 to even return to a peaceful sleep because i had to lay in bed tormented for three hours by the fact that ummm why was i SLEEPING when gaga was just like ohhh hey ok i'll go to the bar oh yeah i guess i'll sing. la la la paparazziiiii. well really, that's not entirely true. for about an hour, i stressed about the fact that i missed the gaga sing-a-long. for two hours, i stressed about the fact that some of my friends could have been at the bar to enjoy the gaga sing-a-long!! and i knowww that sound's really selfish and stuff but i guess i AM really selfish and stuff. and if i missed gaga, i don't want my friends to be with gaga having fun. i want everyone to be at home and miserable that they missed out on the party too.

and that is all. a quicker text message next time puh-leaseeee. long live lady gaga.