Let's try a new change...
So things have been a little crazy over the past month.
The Interpol show was pretty fucking good. I rocked out like whoa.
I've been seeing the Funk Team lots.
Last week, Justine, Ash and I went to a party at Tyler and Justine got wasted and threw up on the stairs before sundown. But y'know...I've been there before...minus the stairs.
This weekend was def out of the ordinary.
Thursday after work, Justine and I went to a party for a house show at Joanna's house. People were mad wasted and I saw mad titties....not good ones either.
Friday, I worked til close then went to Friday's with people. Did a car bomb, drank a beer...went to Becca's house with Ash and Josh. We all sat around til about 3:30 then I realized I had to wake up hella early.
I had made plans with Vis to go to Penn State to see McCormick. He ended up dicking on us, so Ash and I went.
Turns out that Head Automatica was playing that same day at the Movin' On festival they have every year.
We went to these boys' house, Dave Mays, Chris Raspanti, Collin Atkins and 3 other guys. I only met 2 of the other ones though. We were all chillin out, drinking 40s before the show. Kate, Ash and I went to the show before everyone else...I was heavily intoxicated. It rocked my world and Daryl even remembered me. I've got bruises on my knees and elbows from rockin out with the barricade so hard.
After the show, we got dinner and went back to the boys' house. They were planning on having a dance party with the best DJ on campus at 12. Sadly, I had work in the morning so I couldn't stay for it. But I did get to enjoy a few games of beer pong.
So Ash and I drove home that night and got back around 4 AM.
I went into work the next day and bitched at Vis, telling him we're not friends because he dicked me.
A few hours later, Vis gets all these random phone calls.
Turns out the house I was hanging at the night before caught fire at about 7 am and Chris was the only one who didn't make it out.
I've been so freaked since it happened. I can remember everything that he did that day.
Stayed up Friday night getting wasted and playing horse shoes. Going to work and being sent home for being too drunk. Passed out for a few hours. Woke back up, came downstairs for the pre party in his lovely pink polkadot pajamas. He carried a keg upstairs with another one of his friends....
It's just so damn eery.
If I didn't have work that morning, I would have stayed there.
Chris is the second one of that group of friends who has passed away in the past year.
I wouldn't consider myself a friend of his, but def an aquaintance. It just tears at me to see such a good guy gone.
There are times when things are up. But at this point...things can only go up...right?
Billy Joel said it best
Only the good die young.
Rest In Peace Christopher Raspanti
http://www.centredaily.com/mld/centredaily/news/local/11481021.htm
The Interpol show was pretty fucking good. I rocked out like whoa.
I've been seeing the Funk Team lots.
Last week, Justine, Ash and I went to a party at Tyler and Justine got wasted and threw up on the stairs before sundown. But y'know...I've been there before...minus the stairs.
This weekend was def out of the ordinary.
Thursday after work, Justine and I went to a party for a house show at Joanna's house. People were mad wasted and I saw mad titties....not good ones either.
Friday, I worked til close then went to Friday's with people. Did a car bomb, drank a beer...went to Becca's house with Ash and Josh. We all sat around til about 3:30 then I realized I had to wake up hella early.
I had made plans with Vis to go to Penn State to see McCormick. He ended up dicking on us, so Ash and I went.
Turns out that Head Automatica was playing that same day at the Movin' On festival they have every year.
We went to these boys' house, Dave Mays, Chris Raspanti, Collin Atkins and 3 other guys. I only met 2 of the other ones though. We were all chillin out, drinking 40s before the show. Kate, Ash and I went to the show before everyone else...I was heavily intoxicated. It rocked my world and Daryl even remembered me. I've got bruises on my knees and elbows from rockin out with the barricade so hard.
After the show, we got dinner and went back to the boys' house. They were planning on having a dance party with the best DJ on campus at 12. Sadly, I had work in the morning so I couldn't stay for it. But I did get to enjoy a few games of beer pong.
So Ash and I drove home that night and got back around 4 AM.
I went into work the next day and bitched at Vis, telling him we're not friends because he dicked me.
A few hours later, Vis gets all these random phone calls.
Turns out the house I was hanging at the night before caught fire at about 7 am and Chris was the only one who didn't make it out.
I've been so freaked since it happened. I can remember everything that he did that day.
Stayed up Friday night getting wasted and playing horse shoes. Going to work and being sent home for being too drunk. Passed out for a few hours. Woke back up, came downstairs for the pre party in his lovely pink polkadot pajamas. He carried a keg upstairs with another one of his friends....
It's just so damn eery.
If I didn't have work that morning, I would have stayed there.
Chris is the second one of that group of friends who has passed away in the past year.
I wouldn't consider myself a friend of his, but def an aquaintance. It just tears at me to see such a good guy gone.
There are times when things are up. But at this point...things can only go up...right?
Billy Joel said it best
Only the good die young.
Rest In Peace Christopher Raspanti
http://www.centredaily.com/mld/centredaily/news/local/11481021.htm