Whuuuuuuuuuuuut.
So yesterday was The buzz bake sale- EmO show..one of the worst days of my life :)
10 hours away from home with a major throat infection wo0pie.
- Couldnt talk or SING at a concert
- OR EAT?! (altho thats mainly all i did)
- under the sun for 7 fuckin hours straight
- i lost it- (yes i was an emotional wreck at an emo show stfu)
- i wanted to DIE. (later i realized i should of jumped in the mosh and not moved, that would of put me outta my dumb godforsaken misery- and now i realize i deserved to have died i mean who the fuck mopes around feeling sorry for themselves at a fuckin concert)
- im ranting.
- so what, stfu.
So as im sitting off in the side..trying to pretend im invisible and blocking out Pepper- annoying band. Or maybe my mood didnt quite suit the happy cheers. Well i look up and see some blonde boy in a small tight sweater and a cig walk right past me.
Me: *scoffs* EmO..
My sister: *starts socializing with him*
Me: Well..she's making friends.
Random scene gurls: *Go up to him and take pics*
Me: Looks like he's hott stuff.
My sister and him: *proceed to the v.i.p area*
Me: *pieces it all together* WTF *watches guy next to me being pulled out of crowd dying of heat exhaustion in filthy wife beater sweating to the core* *runs*
And yeah..that was Bob. *slaps self*
Well..
+ I met Frankie!!! *squeals* and caressed his arm.
+ He hugged me.
+ He stands in line as one of the cutest emo bois alive, next to Julian (stfu)
+ I also met the guy from Art of Dying. Total hottie. He asked my name!
+ Gerard's an egotistical hoe.
+ Seriously who the fuck ignores they're fans when theyre 10 feet away in an enclosed area and they're waving frantically at u, just a smile would do.
+ Speaking for my sis. She's obsessed with that guy. Me i could care less, but a wave would of been ok.
10 hours away from home with a major throat infection wo0pie.
- Couldnt talk or SING at a concert
- OR EAT?! (altho thats mainly all i did)
- under the sun for 7 fuckin hours straight
- i lost it- (yes i was an emotional wreck at an emo show stfu)
- i wanted to DIE. (later i realized i should of jumped in the mosh and not moved, that would of put me outta my dumb godforsaken misery- and now i realize i deserved to have died i mean who the fuck mopes around feeling sorry for themselves at a fuckin concert)
- im ranting.
- so what, stfu.
So as im sitting off in the side..trying to pretend im invisible and blocking out Pepper- annoying band. Or maybe my mood didnt quite suit the happy cheers. Well i look up and see some blonde boy in a small tight sweater and a cig walk right past me.
Me: *scoffs* EmO..
My sister: *starts socializing with him*
Me: Well..she's making friends.
Random scene gurls: *Go up to him and take pics*
Me: Looks like he's hott stuff.
My sister and him: *proceed to the v.i.p area*
Me: *pieces it all together* WTF *watches guy next to me being pulled out of crowd dying of heat exhaustion in filthy wife beater sweating to the core* *runs*
And yeah..that was Bob. *slaps self*
Well..
+ I met Frankie!!! *squeals* and caressed his arm.
+ He hugged me.
+ He stands in line as one of the cutest emo bois alive, next to Julian (stfu)
+ I also met the guy from Art of Dying. Total hottie. He asked my name!
+ Gerard's an egotistical hoe.
+ Seriously who the fuck ignores they're fans when theyre 10 feet away in an enclosed area and they're waving frantically at u, just a smile would do.
+ Speaking for my sis. She's obsessed with that guy. Me i could care less, but a wave would of been ok.