MCR Live in Manila---and GUESS who's NOT coming?
I am. :((
When I found out that My Chemical Romance was going to come here in Manila, I was beyond ecstatic. The feeling of euphoria was surging through my system like some delicious poison---I was going to see my favoritest band of all time! So I quickly surfed the net for the ticket prices, schedule and venue, and what I found out shocked the freaking hell out of me. The concert was less than a day away! I was like, "God, no... not now, when I'm practically penniless!!" but then a brilliant yet EVIL idea popped into my mind.
I had a credit card didn't I? Only it was an extension of my mom's. I only got enough money to buy myself a ticket for General Admission (which is the crappiest section where you can only watch through the huge TV screens). The credit card seemed to be beckoning to me, it shiny surface seeming to whisper, "Use me..."
And so like a madman, I began typing away information at the website of Ticket World where I can buy a ticket. I pressed the BUY button... and that was the end of the story.
I bought a ticket assigned to the silver section (P2575). But in the morning, when I told my dad that I was coming to the concert, he went ballistic. He ranted on for hours about the dangers of going alone to a concert (he didn't seem to hear that I was going with some friends) and called the hotline of Ticket World to cancel the order.
I cried on the way to school. Not enough to make my eyes swollen though. Everyone was so weirded out why I wanted to go so badly to the concert. Some said that MCR was just another amo band whose sole purpose seemed to be to bleed the hell out of people's ears. Some didn't even know a My Chemical Romance existed.
Drat. I'm not usually emo but today I admit I am. This is a great chance I just missed. God.
So long, and good night...