a hole in my room.
This song is so beautiful, I don't want it to end. It's by Mum, called "green grass of tunnel". I'm feeling ambient.
The warped tour left me barefoot. Lost my shoes in teh Coheed and Cambria pit of destruction. THey were good though, as usual. I hate how they can only play 5 songs though. So I fight my way out from the wayyyyyy front barefeet, which sucked huge ass. I seriously was ready to faint. Went to the back, and listened to the rock, then rested. In the next hour, spent a good percentage of my money on stupid fucking pink slippers from Vans, all that I could afford.
I went with my good ole Pals Sarah, and Wes, and then Sarah brought her boyfriend Dennis.
The bands that I witnessed are as follows: A lot of my friend's-friend's-friend's bands that are on the local stage: Quit Your Life, Bang Bang, Forge, er..some others, Anti-Flag, Bad Religion, Rufio, Fall out Boy, The Vandals, Coheed, and probably a ton of other ones that I just passed by and tuned into briefly.
The ones taht missed and am sad about: Brazil, and Sugarcult..(yeah, I like Sugarcult, sue me). I also was pissed that Alkaline and Thursday didn't fucking play at Pontiac's Warped.
But listen, I got Coheed's autographs. All four of them. I was 1 out of the 50 who were in line. No one knew of it. So they signed the Coheed and cambria comic book, and I went on my way, being happy. I also havea shirt of theirs. And the memory of losing my shoes.
Now I have to buy some. ...with my imaginary money.
Hey, if anyone would like to buy a bus, they can make an offer. It's sweet! Sky Blue, good for band tours. We've been trying to sell it,and I'll make a profit from my rents, if I can find someone. IT's automatic, has bed bunks, seats, a table, and is full size. It runs, all it needs is a battery, obviously. Offer is $1,000 or best offer.
and I'm off to work at the farm.
The warped tour left me barefoot. Lost my shoes in teh Coheed and Cambria pit of destruction. THey were good though, as usual. I hate how they can only play 5 songs though. So I fight my way out from the wayyyyyy front barefeet, which sucked huge ass. I seriously was ready to faint. Went to the back, and listened to the rock, then rested. In the next hour, spent a good percentage of my money on stupid fucking pink slippers from Vans, all that I could afford.
I went with my good ole Pals Sarah, and Wes, and then Sarah brought her boyfriend Dennis.
The bands that I witnessed are as follows: A lot of my friend's-friend's-friend's bands that are on the local stage: Quit Your Life, Bang Bang, Forge, er..some others, Anti-Flag, Bad Religion, Rufio, Fall out Boy, The Vandals, Coheed, and probably a ton of other ones that I just passed by and tuned into briefly.
The ones taht missed and am sad about: Brazil, and Sugarcult..(yeah, I like Sugarcult, sue me). I also was pissed that Alkaline and Thursday didn't fucking play at Pontiac's Warped.
But listen, I got Coheed's autographs. All four of them. I was 1 out of the 50 who were in line. No one knew of it. So they signed the Coheed and cambria comic book, and I went on my way, being happy. I also havea shirt of theirs. And the memory of losing my shoes.
Now I have to buy some. ...with my imaginary money.
Hey, if anyone would like to buy a bus, they can make an offer. It's sweet! Sky Blue, good for band tours. We've been trying to sell it,and I'll make a profit from my rents, if I can find someone. IT's automatic, has bed bunks, seats, a table, and is full size. It runs, all it needs is a battery, obviously. Offer is $1,000 or best offer.
and I'm off to work at the farm.