It was war.
So I had just gotten home from class when I found out EVERYBODY was buying Lowlands tickets except for me. Naomi had called me like five times desperate to tell me that I NEEDED to buy my ticket. I was like: okay.
...NOT.
It was fucking sold out within three hours! It's a record. Last year it was eight days and we were already like: oh em gee, that was fast.
So yes, I was really pissed off. The server was really slow 'cause everybody was buying tickets at the same time.
HOWEVER, I didn't lose hope. You could get tickets through the CJP-card (that I don't own). So I called up Dani literally twenty times and she wouldn't pick up her phone. 'Oh fuck' I'm like...I WILL NOT GET TO GO TO LOWLANDS. Now, the bands aren't even known yet, but I still wanted to go 'cause, hey, MY FRIENDS ARE GOING. So I kept calling Dani until FINALLY she picked up and gave me her number of the CJP-card.
Not done though, I was like: fuck I have no idea how this works. Neither did Dani. So after like half an hour of trying to figure out how to use the CJP-card to buy tickets, I FINALLY DID IT. Holy crap I am excited. SO EXCITED!
Now I'll try my hardest to get my license this year so I can rent a car and go all hippie-like playing cheesy songs and singing along to our favorite songs in a crowded car.
Thanks to Dani, for being awesome. And Sarah, Naomi, for being there on facebook with me through these struggles in my life.
Bitches, I'm going to Lowlands.
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