UNDER THE SUMMER RAIN, I BURNT AWAY.
Hey there. I know that I havn't updated here in a long time, but I just had the worst day of my life yesturday. For serious. Well, maybe not the worst, but ti was pretty damn bad.
and I feel like you people are the only real true friends that I have anymore, or really ever had in the first place, I guess.
Well, it all started out that I had to go down to the cities so that I could go to this afi concert, and the concert started at like 5 but it was like 9 in the morning becasue my brother wanted to like chill at his house and everything before he had to go. So like we get to his hous in Burnsville, and we're like watching tv, and so then it came to be around like 3 and he told me that we had to leave and get there early if we wanted tickets, because he couldn't get them online.
So we get going, and we're driving around for forever trying to find the damn place, and we almost run out of gas, so we have to go way out of our way to get gas becasue there arn't any gas stations donwtown, and then when we finally find the damn place it's like 4:30. A half an hour before the damn show starts. and the fucking sidewalks are just FULL. Like PACKED. I had no hope. I walked amongst all the people, and people kept talking about how the show was sold out, and I didnt know what to do. I knew that I couldn't get in, but I didn't want to leave. It was the closest I could be to them, and ok, so I'm standing in this place way away from the door, and there's this emo looking kid standing there, and he actually kind of looked like andrew used to look, with the choppy hair cut, only his bags were way longer, and he had like the square rimmed glasses, and at first I thought he looked pretty cool, but then I looked down and saw these wimpy little Xs drawn on his hands like wimpy little pen drawn Xs, not that I cared, beasue if he was a fellow straight edger what else matters, right?
"Hey! Are you straight edge?"
"straight what? excuse me?" He had a lisp, and he sounded gay.
"Straight edge, you know, you have Xs on your hands"
"Excuse me. I don't know what you're talking about. I have Xs on my hands because Davey wears Xs in his hands. I thought that everyone knew that. It's like the latest trend in the afi world. Are you new to the scene?"
I lifeted up my arm warmers to show the thickly permanent marker drawn Xs on my hands.
"Yeah. He wears them, becasue he's STRAIGHT EDGE. I thought everyone knew that. Trendy bastards."
I walked away, I had had about enough of this walking trend board.
Some of the people looked really awesome and had cool fashion sense, and some people looked like they didn't even belong there. Like emo kids, and skaters, and these trendy poser/prep girls.
I HATE SCENESTERS. Why does everything have to be a trend?
So then we just started to walk around the venue to try and find some scalpers. You know, those people who don't even want to go to a show but they purchase the tickets anyways, and sell them on the street for more money. But there were NONE. Which surprised my brother because he said ussually there's at least one. but there were also like 3 or 4 security guards walking around blatantly telling people that tickets were sold out.
I GET THE POINT BUDDY DON'T RUB IT IN MY FACE.
So then I heard my name being called, but I didn't make anything of it, because like there were so may people that I'm sure they meant someone else, and as I get closer, I realize that fucking annah lawson is calling my name.
"Hey. I didn't expect to see you here. Sam told me that you don't have tickets."
" I don't"
I just kept walking. Like I needed her shit, too. She's always trying to one up me, and she finally won. She got to go, and I didn't. I just sat there, and watched the sidewalkes slowly become empty, and I sat against the building and listened to the music play, and my favorite band in the whoe entire world preform, and I couldn't do anything about it, eventually my brother got bored, and dragged me away.
I went to this little store and bought SLC punk to make myself feel better. I was going to buy a Fruits Basket dvd, but they only had the last one, so I got screwed out of anime, too.
Then my brother took me to see the new pirates of the carribean movie at the mall of america. it was good, but I couldn't help but think that I should be mosh pitting rather than sitting in a thater.
Nothing to do about it now.
It's gone, and passed me, just like Taste of Chaos tour lasst year with MCR and the Used. I'll never get to go to a concert. AFI will never come to MN again. I have the worst luck in the world, we left early enough, we could have gotten tickets, but instead I sat at a gas station forever, and watched all the scenesters, and "decmberunderground sing the sorrow omg I'll wear xs on my hands because davey does" faggots go in.
Ahh. Sorry for ranting, but I got it all out now.
Love you guys.
<33 andrea.
and I feel like you people are the only real true friends that I have anymore, or really ever had in the first place, I guess.
Well, it all started out that I had to go down to the cities so that I could go to this afi concert, and the concert started at like 5 but it was like 9 in the morning becasue my brother wanted to like chill at his house and everything before he had to go. So like we get to his hous in Burnsville, and we're like watching tv, and so then it came to be around like 3 and he told me that we had to leave and get there early if we wanted tickets, because he couldn't get them online.
So we get going, and we're driving around for forever trying to find the damn place, and we almost run out of gas, so we have to go way out of our way to get gas becasue there arn't any gas stations donwtown, and then when we finally find the damn place it's like 4:30. A half an hour before the damn show starts. and the fucking sidewalks are just FULL. Like PACKED. I had no hope. I walked amongst all the people, and people kept talking about how the show was sold out, and I didnt know what to do. I knew that I couldn't get in, but I didn't want to leave. It was the closest I could be to them, and ok, so I'm standing in this place way away from the door, and there's this emo looking kid standing there, and he actually kind of looked like andrew used to look, with the choppy hair cut, only his bags were way longer, and he had like the square rimmed glasses, and at first I thought he looked pretty cool, but then I looked down and saw these wimpy little Xs drawn on his hands like wimpy little pen drawn Xs, not that I cared, beasue if he was a fellow straight edger what else matters, right?
"Hey! Are you straight edge?"
"straight what? excuse me?" He had a lisp, and he sounded gay.
"Straight edge, you know, you have Xs on your hands"
"Excuse me. I don't know what you're talking about. I have Xs on my hands because Davey wears Xs in his hands. I thought that everyone knew that. It's like the latest trend in the afi world. Are you new to the scene?"
I lifeted up my arm warmers to show the thickly permanent marker drawn Xs on my hands.
"Yeah. He wears them, becasue he's STRAIGHT EDGE. I thought everyone knew that. Trendy bastards."
I walked away, I had had about enough of this walking trend board.
Some of the people looked really awesome and had cool fashion sense, and some people looked like they didn't even belong there. Like emo kids, and skaters, and these trendy poser/prep girls.
I HATE SCENESTERS. Why does everything have to be a trend?
So then we just started to walk around the venue to try and find some scalpers. You know, those people who don't even want to go to a show but they purchase the tickets anyways, and sell them on the street for more money. But there were NONE. Which surprised my brother because he said ussually there's at least one. but there were also like 3 or 4 security guards walking around blatantly telling people that tickets were sold out.
I GET THE POINT BUDDY DON'T RUB IT IN MY FACE.
So then I heard my name being called, but I didn't make anything of it, because like there were so may people that I'm sure they meant someone else, and as I get closer, I realize that fucking annah lawson is calling my name.
"Hey. I didn't expect to see you here. Sam told me that you don't have tickets."
" I don't"
I just kept walking. Like I needed her shit, too. She's always trying to one up me, and she finally won. She got to go, and I didn't. I just sat there, and watched the sidewalkes slowly become empty, and I sat against the building and listened to the music play, and my favorite band in the whoe entire world preform, and I couldn't do anything about it, eventually my brother got bored, and dragged me away.
I went to this little store and bought SLC punk to make myself feel better. I was going to buy a Fruits Basket dvd, but they only had the last one, so I got screwed out of anime, too.
Then my brother took me to see the new pirates of the carribean movie at the mall of america. it was good, but I couldn't help but think that I should be mosh pitting rather than sitting in a thater.
Nothing to do about it now.
It's gone, and passed me, just like Taste of Chaos tour lasst year with MCR and the Used. I'll never get to go to a concert. AFI will never come to MN again. I have the worst luck in the world, we left early enough, we could have gotten tickets, but instead I sat at a gas station forever, and watched all the scenesters, and "decmberunderground sing the sorrow omg I'll wear xs on my hands because davey does" faggots go in.
Ahh. Sorry for ranting, but I got it all out now.
Love you guys.
<33 andrea.