so the actual post about the concert.
alright so.
for those of you who don't already know, i went to the Taking Back Sunday/Anberlin/The Format concert last night. a little short notice, but i'm glad i was invited to go along just the same. (i'm sorry Alyse that i didn't go last night, but i could not pass this up.) it was sort of random, that is to say, i didn't think it would happen. i guess i should explain.
Drew invited me to go with him. he had two tickets and everyone else he had asked couldn't make it. so, two hours before it starts, he IMs me (well, ok we were in the middle of a conversation) and asks if i wanna go. my initial reaction (though it's not the one he witnessed) was "YES!" c'mon, Anberlin? love it. but i just told him i would like to and blah blah blah sounds like fun blah blah i'd really like to go blah. and we sort out details and permission and stuff, i get a shower and y'know, primp. it was pointless doing the hair, it came down halfway through the concert anyways. oh, but i'm getting ahead of myself. so he and his dad come to get me. as soon as they got in the driveway he called, and dad answered just as i was opening the door to leave, so dad was talking to Drew who was standing like, right there not twenty feet from me. i kinda wanted a hug when i first got out there, but figured i wasn't getting one. *shrugs* i don't think, apparently. anyways, we all smashed into the truck and were on our way. that was actually kind of fun lol except i had to keep my feet over in Drew's space and have my knees pulled over so his dad could drive cuz it was stick. it was still really good seeing Drew again though. he showed me games on his calculator the whole way there, which supposedly it was my fault when he lost. whatever. it was kinda sorta awkward to begin with, but after some walking around and hanging out it was getting back to normal (if there ever was a normal with us, i guess we found it) we just hung out during The Format, they weren't all that. mostly i took a few pics, we sorta watched this couple make out, and we had like a drawing contest of sorts. oh, and i deleted a picture from his cell phone of me that he'd taken while we were walking in. probably shouldn't have, but he said i wouldn't. naturally, i had to prove him wrong. *sigh* man that was dumb. anyways. when Anberlin got up, Drew went moshing, and i was left to stand alone, not because i didn't wanna mosh, but because i had a purse with a camera and sunglasses and such in it. i didn't want it to get crunched. i still got smushed standing in the back. but not as bad as i could have. that was kinda boring, and it sort of sucked. but i was ok with it, i didn't really care too much at that point. i was at a concert, i was out of the house, and i won't lie, i was happy that i was with Drew again. i'd missed us hanging out. a lot. between the two groups (Anberlin and TBS), Drew and i walked around some more, saw Bekah and Kyle, that was cool. we hung out for a while, i got a hug from Drew (that was nice) and then. oh then the insanity started. i decided that it was worth the risk of getting my stuff stolen/smashed in order for me to mosh like i wanted to. so i did. Drew and i pushed through mass amounts of people, getting stepped on, having people thrown over and onto our heads (damned crowd-surfers) and being completely crushed. it was awesome! it kinda sucked cuz i didn't know any of the songs, so i couldn't really sing along, but there was music, and a beat, so i was happy. well, there were other reasons i was happy...but whatever. so we moshed and pushed and shoved and got kicked in the face and i had at least three empty (Thank God) water bottles thrown directly into my face, that kinda sucked. but all in all, it was awesome. i got four pics total of the concert itself, and only eleven of the whole event :(. i should have taken more. oh the details i've left out. i'm sure they'll come eventually. i remember something about a lot of screaming...and i took my hair down, that was fun. wait, i already said that. oh well. i said it again. i should have just gone with it down, it would have made things a lot easier in the long run. (well that and i was told by someone that it looked better down. anyways.) we also got really sweaty, which was fun and gross at the same time, cuz it wasn't just our own, it was everyone else's sweat too. however it was fun simply because of what we were doing to get that way.
*sigh* there's more i don't really wanna get into right now, just stuff we talked about and blah. i hate talking about stuff like that, no matter what it helps/changes/fixes. it's still really awkward. but i'm glad we got to really, i needed to hear some of that in person. and we hugged afterwards, so that was cool. naturally, i just screwed up and skipped a whole bunch, cuz the talking was after the concert was over. though really, what more is there to say? we moshed, we hung out, we walked around, we talked. we also had a staring contest. not that it really was, cuz we were allowed to blink. it was more like a 'you can't look away from the other person's eyes'. that went for quite some time, and i won. woop. called mom, told her i'd be home around 10:30, called at 10:30 and said 11, called at 11, said it'd be a while. didn't get home until quarter after midnight. heh. oops.
the call at ten thirty was while we were still at the concert, though it was over. we walked around for a bit, Drew using his rolled-up card flyer thing as a french horn and then deciding to wipe the spit that had collected on the inside all down my back. thanks. i chased him for a bit, had a minor athsma attack (suck) and then we resumed walking around. we talked for a good half hour (well, i dunno if 'good' is the best word for it...no, it is. because it ended up ok. at least, i think it did.) and finished things with a hug. a much-needed hug, i believe. and oh, was it good. probably moreso than it should have been. we didn't actually get in the car and leave until 11. we decided that we were hungry, stopped at a whole bunch of different places (okay like three) and none of them were open, so at McDonald's we decided to walk over to Steak 'n' Shake. yeah, we j-walked. big time. and then we were gonna hop the 'creek' that stood between us and food. ha. yeah right. it was like five feet across, though most of it was just mud. oh well. Drew threatened to use me as a bridge. we just walked around to the front. i left the phone in my purse, which i left in the car. oops. anyways, we got in, sat down, got food (y'know, the restaraunt thing) and duh, ate. well ok, i got a sprite, and Drew got (lmao) a cherry vanilla coke and a bacon bbq burger or something like that with the cheese fries. (blech) i just ate some of his fries without the cheese and drank my drink, and was completely satisfied. i guess i wasn't as hungry as i thought. but i was really really thirsty. our waitress was awesome, she actually talked to us and stuff, she didn't just play the flat, boring "what do you want?" waitress. some morons only left her a dollar tip at the table next to ours. that made me a little upset, but i couldn't really do anything about it. so Drew practically had to inhale his food, i was getting a little paranoid about what was waiting for me when i got home and was rushing him (i'm sorry.) but it was still fun, i think. he like ate his cheese fries really slow just to make me sick, lol but that's ok. i 'got him back' (not really, but it sounded like it fit) by licking bbq sauce off his finger. oh that's not the best part. he had already licked his finger once! hehe that was funny. he was all like, "now you have my spit in your mouth" which when you think about it is kinda gross, but i didn't care lol. so we ate, and mom called his cell since i wasn't answering mine, and i told her where we were, totally expecting to get it. no, she was just like, "well you should have called me and let me know where you were." whoa. she must have been tired. so, we got back in the car and it was a mostly quiet ride, minus talking about what dad would do to me for being out so late without calling. before we had stopped for food, we sort of continued our conversation from before we left the concert, writing notes in my notebook. that didn't really get anywhere, but then it was hard to write by the light of a cell phone while riding in the car. jumping around again. oh! Drew, you still have my belt. i guess this means we'll just have to hang out again sometime. oh darn. lol i didn't realize it until this morning. gah! still skipping around.
so sadly, we got to my house, (definitely didn't want it to end) and there was the inevitable question, "goodbye hug?" which, of course, i ran for as soon as i got out of the car, and needless to say, it was good. they usually are.
anyways, this was really really long, but i didn't wanna forget any of it. it was just all too good. heh, the pictures rock.
definitely stole the concept for this one. oh well.
for those of you who don't already know, i went to the Taking Back Sunday/Anberlin/The Format concert last night. a little short notice, but i'm glad i was invited to go along just the same. (i'm sorry Alyse that i didn't go last night, but i could not pass this up.) it was sort of random, that is to say, i didn't think it would happen. i guess i should explain.
Drew invited me to go with him. he had two tickets and everyone else he had asked couldn't make it. so, two hours before it starts, he IMs me (well, ok we were in the middle of a conversation) and asks if i wanna go. my initial reaction (though it's not the one he witnessed) was "YES!" c'mon, Anberlin? love it. but i just told him i would like to and blah blah blah sounds like fun blah blah i'd really like to go blah. and we sort out details and permission and stuff, i get a shower and y'know, primp. it was pointless doing the hair, it came down halfway through the concert anyways. oh, but i'm getting ahead of myself. so he and his dad come to get me. as soon as they got in the driveway he called, and dad answered just as i was opening the door to leave, so dad was talking to Drew who was standing like, right there not twenty feet from me. i kinda wanted a hug when i first got out there, but figured i wasn't getting one. *shrugs* i don't think, apparently. anyways, we all smashed into the truck and were on our way. that was actually kind of fun lol except i had to keep my feet over in Drew's space and have my knees pulled over so his dad could drive cuz it was stick. it was still really good seeing Drew again though. he showed me games on his calculator the whole way there, which supposedly it was my fault when he lost. whatever. it was kinda sorta awkward to begin with, but after some walking around and hanging out it was getting back to normal (if there ever was a normal with us, i guess we found it) we just hung out during The Format, they weren't all that. mostly i took a few pics, we sorta watched this couple make out, and we had like a drawing contest of sorts. oh, and i deleted a picture from his cell phone of me that he'd taken while we were walking in. probably shouldn't have, but he said i wouldn't. naturally, i had to prove him wrong. *sigh* man that was dumb. anyways. when Anberlin got up, Drew went moshing, and i was left to stand alone, not because i didn't wanna mosh, but because i had a purse with a camera and sunglasses and such in it. i didn't want it to get crunched. i still got smushed standing in the back. but not as bad as i could have. that was kinda boring, and it sort of sucked. but i was ok with it, i didn't really care too much at that point. i was at a concert, i was out of the house, and i won't lie, i was happy that i was with Drew again. i'd missed us hanging out. a lot. between the two groups (Anberlin and TBS), Drew and i walked around some more, saw Bekah and Kyle, that was cool. we hung out for a while, i got a hug from Drew (that was nice) and then. oh then the insanity started. i decided that it was worth the risk of getting my stuff stolen/smashed in order for me to mosh like i wanted to. so i did. Drew and i pushed through mass amounts of people, getting stepped on, having people thrown over and onto our heads (damned crowd-surfers) and being completely crushed. it was awesome! it kinda sucked cuz i didn't know any of the songs, so i couldn't really sing along, but there was music, and a beat, so i was happy. well, there were other reasons i was happy...but whatever. so we moshed and pushed and shoved and got kicked in the face and i had at least three empty (Thank God) water bottles thrown directly into my face, that kinda sucked. but all in all, it was awesome. i got four pics total of the concert itself, and only eleven of the whole event :(. i should have taken more. oh the details i've left out. i'm sure they'll come eventually. i remember something about a lot of screaming...and i took my hair down, that was fun. wait, i already said that. oh well. i said it again. i should have just gone with it down, it would have made things a lot easier in the long run. (well that and i was told by someone that it looked better down. anyways.) we also got really sweaty, which was fun and gross at the same time, cuz it wasn't just our own, it was everyone else's sweat too. however it was fun simply because of what we were doing to get that way.
*sigh* there's more i don't really wanna get into right now, just stuff we talked about and blah. i hate talking about stuff like that, no matter what it helps/changes/fixes. it's still really awkward. but i'm glad we got to really, i needed to hear some of that in person. and we hugged afterwards, so that was cool. naturally, i just screwed up and skipped a whole bunch, cuz the talking was after the concert was over. though really, what more is there to say? we moshed, we hung out, we walked around, we talked. we also had a staring contest. not that it really was, cuz we were allowed to blink. it was more like a 'you can't look away from the other person's eyes'. that went for quite some time, and i won. woop. called mom, told her i'd be home around 10:30, called at 10:30 and said 11, called at 11, said it'd be a while. didn't get home until quarter after midnight. heh. oops.
the call at ten thirty was while we were still at the concert, though it was over. we walked around for a bit, Drew using his rolled-up card flyer thing as a french horn and then deciding to wipe the spit that had collected on the inside all down my back. thanks. i chased him for a bit, had a minor athsma attack (suck) and then we resumed walking around. we talked for a good half hour (well, i dunno if 'good' is the best word for it...no, it is. because it ended up ok. at least, i think it did.) and finished things with a hug. a much-needed hug, i believe. and oh, was it good. probably moreso than it should have been. we didn't actually get in the car and leave until 11. we decided that we were hungry, stopped at a whole bunch of different places (okay like three) and none of them were open, so at McDonald's we decided to walk over to Steak 'n' Shake. yeah, we j-walked. big time. and then we were gonna hop the 'creek' that stood between us and food. ha. yeah right. it was like five feet across, though most of it was just mud. oh well. Drew threatened to use me as a bridge. we just walked around to the front. i left the phone in my purse, which i left in the car. oops. anyways, we got in, sat down, got food (y'know, the restaraunt thing) and duh, ate. well ok, i got a sprite, and Drew got (lmao) a cherry vanilla coke and a bacon bbq burger or something like that with the cheese fries. (blech) i just ate some of his fries without the cheese and drank my drink, and was completely satisfied. i guess i wasn't as hungry as i thought. but i was really really thirsty. our waitress was awesome, she actually talked to us and stuff, she didn't just play the flat, boring "what do you want?" waitress. some morons only left her a dollar tip at the table next to ours. that made me a little upset, but i couldn't really do anything about it. so Drew practically had to inhale his food, i was getting a little paranoid about what was waiting for me when i got home and was rushing him (i'm sorry.) but it was still fun, i think. he like ate his cheese fries really slow just to make me sick, lol but that's ok. i 'got him back' (not really, but it sounded like it fit) by licking bbq sauce off his finger. oh that's not the best part. he had already licked his finger once! hehe that was funny. he was all like, "now you have my spit in your mouth" which when you think about it is kinda gross, but i didn't care lol. so we ate, and mom called his cell since i wasn't answering mine, and i told her where we were, totally expecting to get it. no, she was just like, "well you should have called me and let me know where you were." whoa. she must have been tired. so, we got back in the car and it was a mostly quiet ride, minus talking about what dad would do to me for being out so late without calling. before we had stopped for food, we sort of continued our conversation from before we left the concert, writing notes in my notebook. that didn't really get anywhere, but then it was hard to write by the light of a cell phone while riding in the car. jumping around again. oh! Drew, you still have my belt. i guess this means we'll just have to hang out again sometime. oh darn. lol i didn't realize it until this morning. gah! still skipping around.
so sadly, we got to my house, (definitely didn't want it to end) and there was the inevitable question, "goodbye hug?" which, of course, i ran for as soon as i got out of the car, and needless to say, it was good. they usually are.
anyways, this was really really long, but i didn't wanna forget any of it. it was just all too good. heh, the pictures rock.
definitely stole the concept for this one. oh well.