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i was just wondering if anyone had any idea about the Official Panic Fan Club??


i live in australia and so i dont know if i can still join the club??
cause how do i get a VIP ticket if there are no tours here in aus. atm??


thanks to anyone that has any info...

(hint adam...)


dw if you have no idea what im talking about.
 
ily all.

xx tash.

Brendon P.O.V

im pretty sure my life is over, im pretty sure nobody knows how im feeling right now, i wish i cld just b beamed off the planet. i wish the ground wld just open up and swallow me whole. Cause thats how horrible im feeling. and evreyone thinks im over reacting, but im not, and i know im not. they...they just dont understand...especially not ryan, spencer and jon. they're just jeeze, i dunno, trying to help, but failing badly, i mean come on. coming in2 my room every two minutes isnt gonna help is it...especially not wen they strat swearing at me andtelling me im an ass hole and to get over it...seriously, wen did violence ever fix anything. not that i care right now.

i just dont understand. i did nothing wrong. nothing that i can think of at least. and trust me, ive thought about it alot. going over every miniscule detail of our relationship. But im pretty sure she was cheating, i mean, why else the sudden breakup if she wasnt running off with some surfer boy, like the ones she was always talking about, and telling me i should be more like. ARRRGGGH!!!
Everyones already tried to cheer me up, bringing me things, trying to talk to me. But all i can think of is WHY?!? i thought we were so perfect together; and no amounts of caprisun and reeses peaunut butter cups is gonna cure me of my hurt. Because my hurt isnt a small prick that bleeds but hurts for about two seconds. No, my my hurt was the deepest gash and hurt like hell....like a paper cut...u try to forget it, but every now and then somthing brushes up against it and, once again, you're reminded of the pain.

-i smirked, hmmm, this poetry stuff ryan is always on about isnt so bad. if i could be depressed a bit more often, i might soon be sprouting master pieces like Ry. i couldnt help but laugh out loud at that thought.

i turned my head, hearing a noise and sighed at the appearance of my three best friends, all dressed up, i might add.
staring at htem blearilyas they came towards me, i rolled my eyes, recognising the determination in each of theri expressions.
'we're going out,' spencer said, determined.
'and your coming with ue,' ryan spoke , equally determined.
'so there,' jon finished off lamely.
staring at jon, i cldnt help but grin, adn the three of tehm grinned back, jon muttering , 'i didnt say that.....,'
spencer snorted, his determined expression changing for an instant into a boyish smirk.
Ryan straring intently into my face, determined, i knew, not to laugh untill i did, and he was sure that their plan had gone as he had hoped, blinked.
Blinking back at him, i grinned abd let out a chuckle. Imediatly he relaxed and smiled.
'come on, brendon, we're going to that bar down the street. it has dancing and everything, it wldnt be the same without you!?' he said as a kind of question, wanting my answer to ensure that theri plan had not been in vain.
'meh,'i muttered, seemingly off handed, but smiling shyly inside at the friendship they had shown.
'why not??'