All the cool kids...
1. Leave me a comment saying, "Interview me!"
2. I will respond by asking you five questions. I get to pick the questions.
3. You will post the answers to the questions (and the questions themselves) on your blog or journal.
4. You will include this explanation and an offer to interview someone else in the same post.
5. When others comment asking to be interviewed, you will ask them five questions. And thus the endless cycle of the meme goes on and on and on and on...
Interview by tellurianangel
o1. What has been your most satisfying concert experience?
It's hard to chose just one thing, and my answer isn't really concrete. I think my most satisfying concert experience is what happens just as Dir en grey has walked off the stage. This is the moment where I generally collapse on the ground so utterly exhausted until the security tells me to leave. It's that feeling of being so mentally overwhelmed where I just blank and I can't think straight and the only graspable thoughts tossed around my head are AIR and WATER. It's that feeling of being so helplessly distraught, both physically and mentally, as if I can't even begin to comprehend what has just happened to me. The pain pumping through my body is so extreme that literally all I feel is numbness. It is both scarily terrible and blissfully satisfying.
o2. If you could ask anyone any one thing (only one thing) who would you ask what?
I think a lot of people here would expect me to want to ask Tokio Hotel something but I wouldn't waste my bloody time and they'd probably just lie about it anyways. This is the hardest one in the bunch, I can't think of a good answer! I've been thinking about this all day and I've got NOTHING D:
o3. What do you hope to do when you graduate?
At this point I honestly don't know. After this semester I will have finished all my GEs and will only have to focus on my major goal. And even know I don't know what it is I want to go into. I know generally what I want to do, but it's nothing that a college degree will get me =/
o4. What's the first band you really got into?
I feel like I should say the Backstreet Boys because they were the first band I OMG LOVED but that's probably due to the fact that I was like 10 years old and all 10 year old girls loved them. The first band I REALLY got into, which caused me to actively look up all of their music and albums and singles and sent me to my very first concert was Muse ♥♥♥
o5. Have you ever been in love - feel free to define it however you want?
No but I've said it before. I'm about to delve into things about high school that I've told very few people XD It was totally teen-movie cliche with my first boyfriend. I was the punkish/gothish rocker chick that guys liked to talk about music and gigs with, and he was...a football player jock (yeah idgi either). Anyways, about a month after we started dating he told me that he loved me. Wtf. At the moment he didn't really leave it open for me to do anything but give the same response and to avoid what would surely be a terrible moment exactly reminiscent of Rory & Dean, I told him that I loved him as well. After all, I did really like the guy and I ~didn't want to hurt him~. I guess I'm a strange person when it comes to things like this. The more he told me he loved me the more I started to resent him. Why, I can't really say because I don't know. You can see where this is going. So it goes.
2. I will respond by asking you five questions. I get to pick the questions.
3. You will post the answers to the questions (and the questions themselves) on your blog or journal.
4. You will include this explanation and an offer to interview someone else in the same post.
5. When others comment asking to be interviewed, you will ask them five questions. And thus the endless cycle of the meme goes on and on and on and on...
Interview by tellurianangel
o1. What has been your most satisfying concert experience?
It's hard to chose just one thing, and my answer isn't really concrete. I think my most satisfying concert experience is what happens just as Dir en grey has walked off the stage. This is the moment where I generally collapse on the ground so utterly exhausted until the security tells me to leave. It's that feeling of being so mentally overwhelmed where I just blank and I can't think straight and the only graspable thoughts tossed around my head are AIR and WATER. It's that feeling of being so helplessly distraught, both physically and mentally, as if I can't even begin to comprehend what has just happened to me. The pain pumping through my body is so extreme that literally all I feel is numbness. It is both scarily terrible and blissfully satisfying.
o2. If you could ask anyone any one thing (only one thing) who would you ask what?
I think a lot of people here would expect me to want to ask Tokio Hotel something but I wouldn't waste my bloody time and they'd probably just lie about it anyways. This is the hardest one in the bunch, I can't think of a good answer! I've been thinking about this all day and I've got NOTHING D:
o3. What do you hope to do when you graduate?
At this point I honestly don't know. After this semester I will have finished all my GEs and will only have to focus on my major goal. And even know I don't know what it is I want to go into. I know generally what I want to do, but it's nothing that a college degree will get me =/
o4. What's the first band you really got into?
I feel like I should say the Backstreet Boys because they were the first band I OMG LOVED but that's probably due to the fact that I was like 10 years old and all 10 year old girls loved them. The first band I REALLY got into, which caused me to actively look up all of their music and albums and singles and sent me to my very first concert was Muse ♥♥♥
o5. Have you ever been in love - feel free to define it however you want?
No but I've said it before. I'm about to delve into things about high school that I've told very few people XD It was totally teen-movie cliche with my first boyfriend. I was the punkish/gothish rocker chick that guys liked to talk about music and gigs with, and he was...a football player jock (yeah idgi either). Anyways, about a month after we started dating he told me that he loved me. Wtf. At the moment he didn't really leave it open for me to do anything but give the same response and to avoid what would surely be a terrible moment exactly reminiscent of Rory & Dean, I told him that I loved him as well. After all, I did really like the guy and I ~didn't want to hurt him~. I guess I'm a strange person when it comes to things like this. The more he told me he loved me the more I started to resent him. Why, I can't really say because I don't know. You can see where this is going. So it goes.