POINTFEST 16
okay, so my pointfest 16 experience [for those out-of-towners i know, pointfest is a big amazing 20 bands, $20 show that lasts all day, kinda like warped tour.] started off dandy. i met up with jenna and drew and erica. we saw some people from our school, including the girl who got kicked out for slashing tires. then i decided i wanted to see story of the year [once-upon-time STL local band.] so i get really close up with jenna and drew, and jenna starts getting claustrophobic and gets "crowed surfed out" and is on the other side of the crowd. drew decides that its going to get freaky when the music starts, cuz stl'ers are hectic. so, drew gets separated from me cuz he can't get out and i get pulled in once the music starts. its HOOOORRIBLE. its wall to wall to wall person, sweaty and trying to get closer and closer, and moshing and dancing all trying to go on in the back of an old parking lot. so i'm okay for about...3 songs, then i start screaming "I GOTTA GET OUUUT!!!", which isn't much louder than the music. at this point, i'm about to faint, i can't breathe, i can't see, and i'm slurring my words, not the mention i had about 3 crowd surfers drop on my head. so this really butch guy [dear jesus: bless the really butch guy.] hugs me under his arm and pulls me up towards the security guy. he's screaming "SHE NEEDS TO GET OUT, SHE NEEDS TO GET OUT RIGHT NOW!" so i see the blessed man in the red shirt, and throw my arms around his neck. i'm starting to breathe a little bit more but i can't really see so i'm getting mixed up and i'm REALLY dizzy. i start walking as fast as i can to get out of there, and i almost hit the lead singer [dan marsala, drool] in the head, cuz he was getting all "attempted emo" on the stage and leaning over it. so i FIIIINALLY get out onto the lot and away from the crowds. i'm not there 20 minutes and starting to feel okay, when this [ahem, hot] drunk guy comes up to me, here now is the basic conversation:
BOBBY: "ah..."
ME: "...what..."
BOBBY: "i'd tell you but you already know"
ME: "um...tell me what" [thinking: is my fly open??]
BOBBY: "you're beautifffful"
ME: "thanks. :)"
BOBBY: "you wanna why you're beautiful??"
ME: "um, why"
BOBBY: "cuz you're your self, you know? you're not wanna these skanky flaky girls. you're just you. and thats beautiful. you see her [pointing to girls ass] you think thats real?"
ME: "i dunno, ask her."
BOBBY: [asks girl] "nawh, its not real. but you are. you're really beautiful"
ME: "thanks...[looking at cigarette he's smoking]. can i get a cigarette off you?"
BOBBY: "only if you kiss me :D"
ME: [NO IDEA what to say] "no, thats alright"
BOBBY: "why??"
ME: "......i don't think my....boyfriend would like that"
BOBBY: "i'm not scared of him. where is he?"
ME: "he's....not here" [FYI: there is no boyfriend]
BOBBY: "well then how bout a kiss?...i'll tell you what, you come over to me over here and i'll give you a smoke for a kiss."
ME: "um, alright."
BOBBY: "whats the chance of you coming over?? a little"
ME: "we'll see"
[about 5 seconds pass, and i feel an arm going over my shoulder with a cigarette and bobby has his hands around my waist, then a few more with small talk, and then hes getting on my neck and kissing my ears and stuff. i was SOOO freaked out.]
BOBBY: "so how bout that kiss?"
ME: "you come find me later and i'll give it to you, we're on the right side of the grass hill under A"
BOBBY: "alright, well i'll see you around."
ME: "okay..."
okay, so bobby never showed up, despite the fact that he was drunk and "just getting started" and 22, he was ripped and freaking hot. but, thats not important. so then, breaking benjamen FIIIIIINALLY gets on stage, and i go into the mosh pit. someone yells "OH MY FREAKING GOD, THATS A CHICK!!!" and i loved it, and met up with my friend mr. security guard. he calls me lil miss mosher. hes adorable, he looks like steve austin, but 20 years older. so my battle scars from the muscle man mosh pit:
1 really scratched up arm
4-6 really bad bruises, a few smaller ones
1 bruised chest bone
1 fat lip [yeah, i got punched in the face]
and that, ladies and gentlemen is my pointfest 16 story.
THE END.
BOBBY: "ah..."
ME: "...what..."
BOBBY: "i'd tell you but you already know"
ME: "um...tell me what" [thinking: is my fly open??]
BOBBY: "you're beautifffful"
ME: "thanks. :)"
BOBBY: "you wanna why you're beautiful??"
ME: "um, why"
BOBBY: "cuz you're your self, you know? you're not wanna these skanky flaky girls. you're just you. and thats beautiful. you see her [pointing to girls ass] you think thats real?"
ME: "i dunno, ask her."
BOBBY: [asks girl] "nawh, its not real. but you are. you're really beautiful"
ME: "thanks...[looking at cigarette he's smoking]. can i get a cigarette off you?"
BOBBY: "only if you kiss me :D"
ME: [NO IDEA what to say] "no, thats alright"
BOBBY: "why??"
ME: "......i don't think my....boyfriend would like that"
BOBBY: "i'm not scared of him. where is he?"
ME: "he's....not here" [FYI: there is no boyfriend]
BOBBY: "well then how bout a kiss?...i'll tell you what, you come over to me over here and i'll give you a smoke for a kiss."
ME: "um, alright."
BOBBY: "whats the chance of you coming over?? a little"
ME: "we'll see"
[about 5 seconds pass, and i feel an arm going over my shoulder with a cigarette and bobby has his hands around my waist, then a few more with small talk, and then hes getting on my neck and kissing my ears and stuff. i was SOOO freaked out.]
BOBBY: "so how bout that kiss?"
ME: "you come find me later and i'll give it to you, we're on the right side of the grass hill under A"
BOBBY: "alright, well i'll see you around."
ME: "okay..."
okay, so bobby never showed up, despite the fact that he was drunk and "just getting started" and 22, he was ripped and freaking hot. but, thats not important. so then, breaking benjamen FIIIIIINALLY gets on stage, and i go into the mosh pit. someone yells "OH MY FREAKING GOD, THATS A CHICK!!!" and i loved it, and met up with my friend mr. security guard. he calls me lil miss mosher. hes adorable, he looks like steve austin, but 20 years older. so my battle scars from the muscle man mosh pit:
1 really scratched up arm
4-6 really bad bruises, a few smaller ones
1 bruised chest bone
1 fat lip [yeah, i got punched in the face]
and that, ladies and gentlemen is my pointfest 16 story.
THE END.