le monde a tellement de regrets
The last like 48 hours have been INSANE!! I don't even know where to start... oye. attache ta tuque, because I'm gonna be here for a while. yes yes.
Saturday. Chris and Kate are in town. Kate flew in from Minnesota to look for an apartment because she's starting at Concordia in January. It was blizzarding and I got up super early because I did. We went all around the city looking at a bunch of places. I came to the conclusion that, downtown, the majority of the apartment complexes were old hotels. Like all of them are small hotel rooms. The loby is still all intact. The hallways are all crazy carpets like at all the crazy 4 star hotels. GROSS. They're all carpeted too. Who the hell has carpet anymore anyway? Yeah...
So she found a 2 1/2 right near my house now on Decarie and Sherbrooke. The ownder, Ido, is real sweet. He's some pretty boy arabic who likes chicks a lot. I'm real glad she found something good because it was CRAZY last minute. Apartment found/bought in a weekend. Move in like 2 weeks later. WOAH!
At night, I met up with Kathryn and went to see Harry Potter. We both agreed that it was the best one so far, but severely lacking greatness in comparison to the book. I liked how dark/adult like it was compared to all the other 3...but they left out/changed so many key parts, that I'm not exactly sure how all the other movies are going to roll on out and still have the same sort of impact, story wise, as the books did. We'll see.
Came home...did something...I forget what...talked to Jared online for 9 thousand hours. yeah. that's exactly what i did. He's a cool kid. Real cool kid.
Sunday I worked/cleaned like a biznatch until all hours of the night/morning. I scrubbed my entire kitchen. TOP TO BOTTOM. with a sponge. YEAH!! It's so clean in there, I could eat off the floors AND counters. WOAH! I even cleaned all the water calcium crud off the faucets. Now THAT is determination, my friends.
Went to bed super late. Woke up super early on Monday for work. Worked roughly, not long enough to lose my mind. Came back home. Cleaned my room like it was no one elses business. Chanel came over. We left for Rogue Wave...and almost missed the damn bus because some lady didn't speak english. yeah, whatever. assface.
There was a super pretty boy on the bus wearing an army jacket. I said he was hot kinda loudly and when I thought he was wearing his headphones...he wasn't. So he totally heard me. EMBARASSED!!!!!!!!. whatever, right?
So we get off at some crazy stop that I just kind of guessed because it was dark and I didn't know where we were. But it ended up being the right one and we were totally money. It starts to piss rain like a douche bag. We get to the venue and it's like this crazy looking dirty biker bar. We got scared when we didn't see ANY rogue people. So we turned back around and then walked in to some even sketchy-er looking cafe. Turns out they were closing so we just kept walking through the ghetto to find another place. Oh, and when I say ghetto, I actually really mean it. I would NOT want to be walking around there by myself at night. NO WAY!! We find this cute little place that looks kinda grungy, but whatever, right? Cafe au Lait (now better known as latte, late? latay? fuck do I know you damn mooches) it was. YUM! tons of talk about silly stuff and like 8 bathroom breaks because I drank a lot of water and then a big glass of coffee.
right. so we walk back to the green room where we are cordually (sp) welcomed by mr. jamie hill himself. (the tour manager I had been emailing back and forth for the last couple of weeks) He was like "hey! is any one of you krissa by any chance?" and I was like "YEAH MAN!! I'm KRISSA!!" heh. He calls me Krissa because of my email signature. He asked me at one point if it was really my real name. I told him no, but friends called me Krissa...so he kept to it. SWEET! We got in before anyone else...sound check time. It was pretty hot. We took a bunch of silly pictures of ourselves which are all posted on my yahoo account thing. I'll post the link later. YEAH!
I forget how everything else happened, like before the show, but jamie came to talk to us and so did Pat. Something about rumor has it that we're sleeping with you. I mean...at your house. YEAH!
The bar was pretty little. I don't even think it's fair to call it a venue. It's more of a bar with a stage section at the front. Big enough, but not too big where things get all retarted with drunks and whatnot. I'm guessing, on a real good night, maybe 120 people could fit in there. Rogue Wave attracted a good 75 some odd people. Pretty sweet. 10 of which I recognized from the last show this summer. CRAZY!!
Jamie felt the need to tell us about everything that was going on. They went to eat like right before Bad Flirt started, and he was like "okay. we'll be right back. We're going to get something to eat. I wanna make sure my boys are well fed." Okay, mom. SO CUTE!!!
Bad Flirt starts. The girls guitar chord thing is fucked so she was singing this real cute ballad thing and her guitar amp just cut out completely. Pretty embarassing, considering. Evan lent her his...it still fucked up so she just cut it all and called the band up with her. The bass player was real fat and had like red-ish hair. Not that any of those things are bad...it's just that this made for a particularly noticble look. His pants were too big and every time he leaned forward or bent down we saw WICKED butt crack. Fat butt crack...which isn't too hot. Now, I know I'm not miss skinny pants and shouldn't be making fun of fat people...but I don't show my butt crack in public. so there.
Anyway, the other members...uhh...the other guitar guy totally looked like Thomas Cummins-Russel from high school. It was pretty weird. The piano guy makeshifted some sort of arrangement on a stool. then he draped those tubular christmas lights over the makeshift stool-stand and keyboard. Yeah...ghetto is NOT the word. Then the drummer guy we didn't get to see much of because the chick singer (jasmin, maybe?) was standing in front of him the whole time. They were decent. But the chick's voice was pretty annoying. I don't think I'd ever buy the cd. Even if it was only like 6 bucks. It was fun to watch at that particular moment, and that's it.
Right...intermission.
Makaela recognizes me. (The annoying blond blob in all my oldschool rogue wave pics from last time) GREAT! So we get up to stand...because who DOESN'T stand at a concert/show anyway? We're obstructing everyone's view...and at first I care...but then I realize DUDE, I'm like 4 feet away from the stage, who the fuck cares. Get up too, you anal beads.
Show starts. I'm oh so very happy. I dunno what it is about these men, but they change my mood (to happy, no doubt) like it was no one's business. An hour long set. WOOHOO!!
Now. HA!! here comes the interesting stuff. I will have to edit, by request of evan the great...but the majority of whatever happened will be there. yes yes.
Aight. Makaela came with a friend. Sarah. Makaela is 17. Sarah is 16. They're both still in high school. Yeah. They're drinking all this beer and smoking cigarettes out of those cruela devil long skinny stick things. Bitch sticks. I dunno what they're called...but it looked real stupid/funny. They start doing all this crazy dancing and like trying to get the boys' attention. Sarah ends up like half naked in this lingerie type top. She starts twirling her hair around her fingers like some 12 year old dork and catches evan's eye. They start making this crazy eye contact...EYE SEX!!! for like the entire show. EWW. I had to look away. It was hard to concentrate on NOT bafing and enjoying the show all at the same time. Everyone around her was making fun of her, but she was totally oblivious to it all...which is even sadder (more sad..yeah yeah)
There was also this other guy at the far left in front of Zach who was crazy rocking out to the mellow-est songs ever. Like rock fingers up and head banging and everything of the sort. Zach had a hard time containing himself and burst out laughing a few times. I really wish I would have taken a picture of him, just because.
The set was almost done...then I yelled out for them to play California...and because I'm the one who yells shit out every time I see them play, they do what I say. And I enjoy it. WACHUU WACHUU!! They play California. and then Makaela makes some huge scene about how I didn't ask for them to play Endgame. She whines some more...they say no. I ask. They say yes. WIN!!!
End note. ENDGAME. ORGASM!! I loved it. I can't wait for them to come back.
We stick around for a while...I convince nikki to talk jamie in to giving us a ride home. We were gonna let them do their thing and just have them meet us at home...but we didn't want to have to haul ass to the last metro when we didn't even know where the nearest metro station was...right. so he offers for us to ride with them. We drink a beer. They clean their shit up. They come over to talk to us for like a half hour....
yeah. Evan...cheeseburgers it was NOT! Nikki said that he looked like he was thinking about cheeseburgers while he was playing...I dunno. 19 it was NOT! Something about some other stuff. Then food comes in to the equation. They all want Poutine. "Poo-teen" so we get some directions from the bartender. We leave...On the way in the van Zach shows up and he's like "hey, I'm Zach. I LOVE YOUR SHIRT!" I was wearing my death cab chicken bird shirt. YES! He's so pretty that Zach. *bats eyelashes*
In the van I was surrounded by dirty boy clothes and smelly sleeping bags. It was way hot. I sat in back with Pat. We talked about how the french were annoying folk...but not really. About how they're JUST starting to make some money and that they're glad they have jamie along with them now. He really feels good about this band and their popularity. He knows they're gonna hit it big some time down the road, not too far from now. He's not being cocky or too sure of himself...he knows what he's talking about. He said something about how he's been in like 15 bands before this and none of them have ever felt like this one does. He's happy and loves what he does.
I get serenaded by Zach and Evan...I don't even know what they were singing, but it was pretty.
We get lost on the way to some Fleur place the bartender was telling us about. We detour to La Belle Province instead. Poo-teen for everyone. Real effin large ones too. We try and move a table to fit all 8 of us together, but clumsy nikki wasn't paying attention and a whole bottle of vinegar crashed to the tiled floor and broke in to a zillion-million pieces. I took some pictures of that. you'll see later.
Zach puts vinegar on his poutine. eww. evan puts ketchup on his poutine. eww.
Chanel was carrying a Mrs. Bloom purse that's pink and teal/turquoise. It was on the table at the place and Zach looks over and is like "hey, is that a little mermaid purse?" and so he gets on this whole story about how in junior year his girlfriend convinced him to play "part of your world" infront of some house of commons crap thing for their state and she sang. He says "she sang her heart out too, with all those "aaaaahhhh" bravato things too." So I'm in Belle Province trying to figure out all the lyrics to the song. I've got Gram in front of me singing "A WHOLE NEW WORLD" ... I've got Pat singing the parts I've already sung. I've got Zach staring me down waiting for the "main catch" of the song to come out. I couldn't figure it the fuck out. TOO MUCH PRESSURE!!
Ride home. We walk for an eternity because of parking. They didn't want to wake up at 7:30 am to move the van, so they chose another place FURTHER AWAY that didn't have parking restriction times. YES!! So the boys are all walking down the street with their HUGE suitcases and pillows. It was funny looking.
Get in...gram and evan scope out my room and claim it. Gram makes a huge deal on how impressed he is that my cd collection is so diverse. He says something about how when he usually checks people's collections out, they're all withing 1 or 2 genres. I have EVERYTHING!!
Zach went straight to bed. He wears an arm brace. It's pretty weird. But kinda hot/sensitive...I don't know how to explain it.
Gram and Evan go out to get high. It's funny.
They come back and pop a bottle of wine. The poster art starts. Some crazy drawings go down. Some crazy conversation about I don't even remember what. Then all of a sudden it's 5 am and slowly, one by one, everyone disappears to their rooms and fall asleep. Evan was the last one up...he was good to go for like 9 thousand more years.
Nikki and I slept on the pullout in the living room. When Nikki was in the bathroom, the whole apartment was dark, but Evan was waiting to brush his teeth in the hall and when she came out, in the complete darkness, he roared and scared the shit out of her. Good boy, he is.
Morning comes. I see all of them in their boxers. I walked in on Gram half naked when I went to get my straightner. It was pretty hot. Then I took a picture of Pat and Zach sleeping. AWW!! They were both in their underwear too...with tshirts...but it's just the whole idea behind it all.
Pat has a cd case thing made out of an Australian license plate. I want it. He's the most normal of them all...the oldest as well. I could talk to him for HOURS! He also has really big hair
Gram knows A LOT about music. A LOT of music. He left me a love note about a band called...fuck, I forget...something of State. I'll post it back on here later. He has pretty blue eyes and a real hairy pubic area. (he stretches a lot)
Evan is the youngest Rogue and is in love with cigarettes. He likes to talk about real silly things like Euros and silver sharpies. "could we say the word sharpie ONE MORE TIME please?"
Zach drags his feet when he walks around our house in his boxers. He wears light grey and red striped boxers. He has pretty blue eyes and is THE most humble, shy, broken hearted, AMAZING individual.
All the boys love eye contact. Especially Gram and Zach. They both made me nervous, but were by far my 2 favorite.
We all got hugs when they left the next morning. I want them back so bad!! Jamie said that they'd be back next time. YAY ME!!
Best thing I ever got the balls to do EVER!! I didn't think I could love this band more than I did...but damnit, I was wrong. I think my top 5 (still living)bands is complete.
1- Dispatch (no longer living..BUT the members still are, so that counts)
2- Rogue Wave
3- Mars Volta
4- Guster
5- Death Cab/Postal Service
I think 5th place is like an 8 way tie though...but I'll get in to that later.
All around GREAT weekend up to date. I still have TONS of stuff to say about MCR lastnight, but I'll save that for later on in the week when I haven't written a whole novel about Rogue Wave and how great they are.
Note to self. Makaela + jealous + talk after show + msn.
HERE are the pics. Click on the NEW rogue wave link for all that business. My Circa Survive + Thrice + MCR pics are there as well. Oh and the Bad Flirt ones are there too. but first and formost, check the rogue wave ones out. yes yes!!
* love comes like the kennedy curse *
Saturday. Chris and Kate are in town. Kate flew in from Minnesota to look for an apartment because she's starting at Concordia in January. It was blizzarding and I got up super early because I did. We went all around the city looking at a bunch of places. I came to the conclusion that, downtown, the majority of the apartment complexes were old hotels. Like all of them are small hotel rooms. The loby is still all intact. The hallways are all crazy carpets like at all the crazy 4 star hotels. GROSS. They're all carpeted too. Who the hell has carpet anymore anyway? Yeah...
So she found a 2 1/2 right near my house now on Decarie and Sherbrooke. The ownder, Ido, is real sweet. He's some pretty boy arabic who likes chicks a lot. I'm real glad she found something good because it was CRAZY last minute. Apartment found/bought in a weekend. Move in like 2 weeks later. WOAH!
At night, I met up with Kathryn and went to see Harry Potter. We both agreed that it was the best one so far, but severely lacking greatness in comparison to the book. I liked how dark/adult like it was compared to all the other 3...but they left out/changed so many key parts, that I'm not exactly sure how all the other movies are going to roll on out and still have the same sort of impact, story wise, as the books did. We'll see.
Came home...did something...I forget what...talked to Jared online for 9 thousand hours. yeah. that's exactly what i did. He's a cool kid. Real cool kid.
Sunday I worked/cleaned like a biznatch until all hours of the night/morning. I scrubbed my entire kitchen. TOP TO BOTTOM. with a sponge. YEAH!! It's so clean in there, I could eat off the floors AND counters. WOAH! I even cleaned all the water calcium crud off the faucets. Now THAT is determination, my friends.
Went to bed super late. Woke up super early on Monday for work. Worked roughly, not long enough to lose my mind. Came back home. Cleaned my room like it was no one elses business. Chanel came over. We left for Rogue Wave...and almost missed the damn bus because some lady didn't speak english. yeah, whatever. assface.
There was a super pretty boy on the bus wearing an army jacket. I said he was hot kinda loudly and when I thought he was wearing his headphones...he wasn't. So he totally heard me. EMBARASSED!!!!!!!!. whatever, right?
So we get off at some crazy stop that I just kind of guessed because it was dark and I didn't know where we were. But it ended up being the right one and we were totally money. It starts to piss rain like a douche bag. We get to the venue and it's like this crazy looking dirty biker bar. We got scared when we didn't see ANY rogue people. So we turned back around and then walked in to some even sketchy-er looking cafe. Turns out they were closing so we just kept walking through the ghetto to find another place. Oh, and when I say ghetto, I actually really mean it. I would NOT want to be walking around there by myself at night. NO WAY!! We find this cute little place that looks kinda grungy, but whatever, right? Cafe au Lait (now better known as latte, late? latay? fuck do I know you damn mooches) it was. YUM! tons of talk about silly stuff and like 8 bathroom breaks because I drank a lot of water and then a big glass of coffee.
right. so we walk back to the green room where we are cordually (sp) welcomed by mr. jamie hill himself. (the tour manager I had been emailing back and forth for the last couple of weeks) He was like "hey! is any one of you krissa by any chance?" and I was like "YEAH MAN!! I'm KRISSA!!" heh. He calls me Krissa because of my email signature. He asked me at one point if it was really my real name. I told him no, but friends called me Krissa...so he kept to it. SWEET! We got in before anyone else...sound check time. It was pretty hot. We took a bunch of silly pictures of ourselves which are all posted on my yahoo account thing. I'll post the link later. YEAH!
I forget how everything else happened, like before the show, but jamie came to talk to us and so did Pat. Something about rumor has it that we're sleeping with you. I mean...at your house. YEAH!
The bar was pretty little. I don't even think it's fair to call it a venue. It's more of a bar with a stage section at the front. Big enough, but not too big where things get all retarted with drunks and whatnot. I'm guessing, on a real good night, maybe 120 people could fit in there. Rogue Wave attracted a good 75 some odd people. Pretty sweet. 10 of which I recognized from the last show this summer. CRAZY!!
Jamie felt the need to tell us about everything that was going on. They went to eat like right before Bad Flirt started, and he was like "okay. we'll be right back. We're going to get something to eat. I wanna make sure my boys are well fed." Okay, mom. SO CUTE!!!
Bad Flirt starts. The girls guitar chord thing is fucked so she was singing this real cute ballad thing and her guitar amp just cut out completely. Pretty embarassing, considering. Evan lent her his...it still fucked up so she just cut it all and called the band up with her. The bass player was real fat and had like red-ish hair. Not that any of those things are bad...it's just that this made for a particularly noticble look. His pants were too big and every time he leaned forward or bent down we saw WICKED butt crack. Fat butt crack...which isn't too hot. Now, I know I'm not miss skinny pants and shouldn't be making fun of fat people...but I don't show my butt crack in public. so there.
Anyway, the other members...uhh...the other guitar guy totally looked like Thomas Cummins-Russel from high school. It was pretty weird. The piano guy makeshifted some sort of arrangement on a stool. then he draped those tubular christmas lights over the makeshift stool-stand and keyboard. Yeah...ghetto is NOT the word. Then the drummer guy we didn't get to see much of because the chick singer (jasmin, maybe?) was standing in front of him the whole time. They were decent. But the chick's voice was pretty annoying. I don't think I'd ever buy the cd. Even if it was only like 6 bucks. It was fun to watch at that particular moment, and that's it.
Right...intermission.
Makaela recognizes me. (The annoying blond blob in all my oldschool rogue wave pics from last time) GREAT! So we get up to stand...because who DOESN'T stand at a concert/show anyway? We're obstructing everyone's view...and at first I care...but then I realize DUDE, I'm like 4 feet away from the stage, who the fuck cares. Get up too, you anal beads.
Show starts. I'm oh so very happy. I dunno what it is about these men, but they change my mood (to happy, no doubt) like it was no one's business. An hour long set. WOOHOO!!
Now. HA!! here comes the interesting stuff. I will have to edit, by request of evan the great...but the majority of whatever happened will be there. yes yes.
Aight. Makaela came with a friend. Sarah. Makaela is 17. Sarah is 16. They're both still in high school. Yeah. They're drinking all this beer and smoking cigarettes out of those cruela devil long skinny stick things. Bitch sticks. I dunno what they're called...but it looked real stupid/funny. They start doing all this crazy dancing and like trying to get the boys' attention. Sarah ends up like half naked in this lingerie type top. She starts twirling her hair around her fingers like some 12 year old dork and catches evan's eye. They start making this crazy eye contact...EYE SEX!!! for like the entire show. EWW. I had to look away. It was hard to concentrate on NOT bafing and enjoying the show all at the same time. Everyone around her was making fun of her, but she was totally oblivious to it all...which is even sadder (more sad..yeah yeah)
There was also this other guy at the far left in front of Zach who was crazy rocking out to the mellow-est songs ever. Like rock fingers up and head banging and everything of the sort. Zach had a hard time containing himself and burst out laughing a few times. I really wish I would have taken a picture of him, just because.
The set was almost done...then I yelled out for them to play California...and because I'm the one who yells shit out every time I see them play, they do what I say. And I enjoy it. WACHUU WACHUU!! They play California. and then Makaela makes some huge scene about how I didn't ask for them to play Endgame. She whines some more...they say no. I ask. They say yes. WIN!!!
End note. ENDGAME. ORGASM!! I loved it. I can't wait for them to come back.
We stick around for a while...I convince nikki to talk jamie in to giving us a ride home. We were gonna let them do their thing and just have them meet us at home...but we didn't want to have to haul ass to the last metro when we didn't even know where the nearest metro station was...right. so he offers for us to ride with them. We drink a beer. They clean their shit up. They come over to talk to us for like a half hour....
yeah. Evan...cheeseburgers it was NOT! Nikki said that he looked like he was thinking about cheeseburgers while he was playing...I dunno. 19 it was NOT! Something about some other stuff. Then food comes in to the equation. They all want Poutine. "Poo-teen" so we get some directions from the bartender. We leave...On the way in the van Zach shows up and he's like "hey, I'm Zach. I LOVE YOUR SHIRT!" I was wearing my death cab chicken bird shirt. YES! He's so pretty that Zach. *bats eyelashes*
In the van I was surrounded by dirty boy clothes and smelly sleeping bags. It was way hot. I sat in back with Pat. We talked about how the french were annoying folk...but not really. About how they're JUST starting to make some money and that they're glad they have jamie along with them now. He really feels good about this band and their popularity. He knows they're gonna hit it big some time down the road, not too far from now. He's not being cocky or too sure of himself...he knows what he's talking about. He said something about how he's been in like 15 bands before this and none of them have ever felt like this one does. He's happy and loves what he does.
I get serenaded by Zach and Evan...I don't even know what they were singing, but it was pretty.
We get lost on the way to some Fleur place the bartender was telling us about. We detour to La Belle Province instead. Poo-teen for everyone. Real effin large ones too. We try and move a table to fit all 8 of us together, but clumsy nikki wasn't paying attention and a whole bottle of vinegar crashed to the tiled floor and broke in to a zillion-million pieces. I took some pictures of that. you'll see later.
Zach puts vinegar on his poutine. eww. evan puts ketchup on his poutine. eww.
Chanel was carrying a Mrs. Bloom purse that's pink and teal/turquoise. It was on the table at the place and Zach looks over and is like "hey, is that a little mermaid purse?" and so he gets on this whole story about how in junior year his girlfriend convinced him to play "part of your world" infront of some house of commons crap thing for their state and she sang. He says "she sang her heart out too, with all those "aaaaahhhh" bravato things too." So I'm in Belle Province trying to figure out all the lyrics to the song. I've got Gram in front of me singing "A WHOLE NEW WORLD" ... I've got Pat singing the parts I've already sung. I've got Zach staring me down waiting for the "main catch" of the song to come out. I couldn't figure it the fuck out. TOO MUCH PRESSURE!!
Ride home. We walk for an eternity because of parking. They didn't want to wake up at 7:30 am to move the van, so they chose another place FURTHER AWAY that didn't have parking restriction times. YES!! So the boys are all walking down the street with their HUGE suitcases and pillows. It was funny looking.
Get in...gram and evan scope out my room and claim it. Gram makes a huge deal on how impressed he is that my cd collection is so diverse. He says something about how when he usually checks people's collections out, they're all withing 1 or 2 genres. I have EVERYTHING!!
Zach went straight to bed. He wears an arm brace. It's pretty weird. But kinda hot/sensitive...I don't know how to explain it.
Gram and Evan go out to get high. It's funny.
They come back and pop a bottle of wine. The poster art starts. Some crazy drawings go down. Some crazy conversation about I don't even remember what. Then all of a sudden it's 5 am and slowly, one by one, everyone disappears to their rooms and fall asleep. Evan was the last one up...he was good to go for like 9 thousand more years.
Nikki and I slept on the pullout in the living room. When Nikki was in the bathroom, the whole apartment was dark, but Evan was waiting to brush his teeth in the hall and when she came out, in the complete darkness, he roared and scared the shit out of her. Good boy, he is.
Morning comes. I see all of them in their boxers. I walked in on Gram half naked when I went to get my straightner. It was pretty hot. Then I took a picture of Pat and Zach sleeping. AWW!! They were both in their underwear too...with tshirts...but it's just the whole idea behind it all.
Pat has a cd case thing made out of an Australian license plate. I want it. He's the most normal of them all...the oldest as well. I could talk to him for HOURS! He also has really big hair
Gram knows A LOT about music. A LOT of music. He left me a love note about a band called...fuck, I forget...something of State. I'll post it back on here later. He has pretty blue eyes and a real hairy pubic area. (he stretches a lot)
Evan is the youngest Rogue and is in love with cigarettes. He likes to talk about real silly things like Euros and silver sharpies. "could we say the word sharpie ONE MORE TIME please?"
Zach drags his feet when he walks around our house in his boxers. He wears light grey and red striped boxers. He has pretty blue eyes and is THE most humble, shy, broken hearted, AMAZING individual.
All the boys love eye contact. Especially Gram and Zach. They both made me nervous, but were by far my 2 favorite.
We all got hugs when they left the next morning. I want them back so bad!! Jamie said that they'd be back next time. YAY ME!!
Best thing I ever got the balls to do EVER!! I didn't think I could love this band more than I did...but damnit, I was wrong. I think my top 5 (still living)bands is complete.
1- Dispatch (no longer living..BUT the members still are, so that counts)
2- Rogue Wave
3- Mars Volta
4- Guster
5- Death Cab/Postal Service
I think 5th place is like an 8 way tie though...but I'll get in to that later.
All around GREAT weekend up to date. I still have TONS of stuff to say about MCR lastnight, but I'll save that for later on in the week when I haven't written a whole novel about Rogue Wave and how great they are.
Note to self. Makaela + jealous + talk after show + msn.
HERE are the pics. Click on the NEW rogue wave link for all that business. My Circa Survive + Thrice + MCR pics are there as well. Oh and the Bad Flirt ones are there too. but first and formost, check the rogue wave ones out. yes yes!!
* love comes like the kennedy curse *