I'll make damn sure that you can't ever leave. You won't ever get too far from me...
So this past weekend I went to the Taking Back Sunday, Underoath, and Armor for Sleep concert. I had so much fun. I saw Ryan and Nick and basically was like "hi... bye!" They seriously don't know how to have fun.
I told them to come to the side I was on, it was easy to get to the front. And all they said was "no, no one wants to move."
Fine, fuck that! So I got up closer and these guys were like "fuck off, bitch! We're not letting you through"
COOL.
But these two guys came in and were like "can we get past?" and I was like "sure, I don't care, but these guys won't let us up in front."
They looked at them and laughed and said "don't worry, we'll get up there"
And as soon as underoath started playing they told us to grab them and they shoved their way to mid-front. And after that they pushed me up (very painful process) into the front. During underoath I was in the front, but not against the cage. And I told myself that I was going to die there that night. I couldn't breath and I was being murdered in that pit ( you could barely call it a pit, it was just abunch of people shoving against one another ). So after underoath I SOMEHOW shoved like 4 people out of my way and got pressed against the cage. It was awesome. Right in the fucking front for Taking Back Sunday. I took good videos, although the dumb bitch next to me was singing so loud that you can't even hear the lead singer in TBS singing.
But it was soo cool. The lead singer and the guitarist kept smiling at me. Or atleast I like to tell myself that they were smiling at me. I think they were- I kept smiling at them. They were so good.
I was so sick afterwards. I was seriously covered in like 20 people's sweat, including my own, my hair was all the fuck over the place- it was siiick looking. And then I just stared at nick when it was over with, his hair was SO FUNNY LOOKING. I tried not to laugh. He grabbed my hand and wiped it all over his shirt- which was actually like- dripping in sweat. If he rung out his shirt, it would literally DRIP with sweat. That is so fucking sick.
I gave him the sickest look. Ugh.
Then we went to olive garden. And I ate tons of bread sticks.
It was so much fun.
I told them to come to the side I was on, it was easy to get to the front. And all they said was "no, no one wants to move."
Fine, fuck that! So I got up closer and these guys were like "fuck off, bitch! We're not letting you through"
COOL.
But these two guys came in and were like "can we get past?" and I was like "sure, I don't care, but these guys won't let us up in front."
They looked at them and laughed and said "don't worry, we'll get up there"
And as soon as underoath started playing they told us to grab them and they shoved their way to mid-front. And after that they pushed me up (very painful process) into the front. During underoath I was in the front, but not against the cage. And I told myself that I was going to die there that night. I couldn't breath and I was being murdered in that pit ( you could barely call it a pit, it was just abunch of people shoving against one another ). So after underoath I SOMEHOW shoved like 4 people out of my way and got pressed against the cage. It was awesome. Right in the fucking front for Taking Back Sunday. I took good videos, although the dumb bitch next to me was singing so loud that you can't even hear the lead singer in TBS singing.
But it was soo cool. The lead singer and the guitarist kept smiling at me. Or atleast I like to tell myself that they were smiling at me. I think they were- I kept smiling at them. They were so good.
I was so sick afterwards. I was seriously covered in like 20 people's sweat, including my own, my hair was all the fuck over the place- it was siiick looking. And then I just stared at nick when it was over with, his hair was SO FUNNY LOOKING. I tried not to laugh. He grabbed my hand and wiped it all over his shirt- which was actually like- dripping in sweat. If he rung out his shirt, it would literally DRIP with sweat. That is so fucking sick.
I gave him the sickest look. Ugh.
Then we went to olive garden. And I ate tons of bread sticks.
It was so much fun.