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This update is LONG overdue.
I hate, hate, HATE when I do this!
So much has happened.
I've been to 2 Tyrone shows since I last updated.
Or was it 3? I don't even know.
Well, the weekend of March 24th was Marina's nationals.
They did absolutely fantastic and words can not even describe how proud I am of them.
Both JV and Varsity cheer made it to finals.
JV got 4th in large intermediate and Varisty got 3rd in large advanced.
It was seriously like the greatest thing to happen to Marina in YEARS.
Chelsea came, thank God. What would I do without her?
Anyway, if and when I get a video, I'm def. putting it up here.
March 23rd was Tyrone's show in San Diego.
It was actually the day after his show at CSUF (which is what my last post was about).
More people went this time.
It was me, Chelsea, Ata, Mackenzie, Nicky, Ata's friend Jenna, and some of her friends.
Tyrone had a pre-show at a record store in Encinitas about an hour or so before the show.
He played a couple songs and then SAID he'd take requests.
So clearly I asked him to play the Hate Song.
I wanted to hear it for a couple of reasons.
1. It's hilarious.
2. He never plays it anymore because it's not on his new cd.
and 3. He says Britney Spears in it.
So when I asked him to play it, he basically ignored me and asked someone else what they'd like to hear.
But then he looked back at me, said, "I'll play it for you later," and then WINKED at me.
Yes, he winked. It was great.
I was sort of confused about what that meant.
All of these thoughts raced through my head like, what does that mean? Are we going to hang out? I didn't understand.
So after his pre-show, we went to House of Blues for his big show.
Which doesn't allow cameras! Can you believe it?
So unfortunately I have NO pictures from that night. I was so upset.
His show was amazing as usual. Absolutely fantastic.
He totally smiled at me while he was singing, as did Mark.
But he didn't play the Hate Song.
Me = confused.
After the show, we all went to go say our hello's.
(All the while, the HOB employees kept yelling at everyone to leave.)
So I told Tyrone, "I'm still holding you to the Hate Song, I really want to hear it."
And he said he'd play it for me the following week in Hollywood.
Because clearly I was going.
But he told me to shout out at the beginning of the set and he'd just throw it in to the mix.
And he definitely said, "You deserve it."
GOSH, can I not be the greatest fan ever?
JK, I totally can.
Anyway, that just totally made me way more confused.
I didn't understand what I was supposed to yell or when.
I couldn't imagine myself just randomly shouting out, "Hate Song for Sammie!"
And then being totally embarrassed by all the people around me.
So that's what I stressed about for a week afterwards. :)
Sometime during that next week, Ata and I went up to Pomona to visit Chelsea and Mackenzie at school.
It was SOOOO fun, we spent the night in their dorms.
It was good times minus a little mishap.
Then last Saturday, March 31st...
GREATEST DAY/NIGHT EVER!!
That morning I went to a Roxy/Quiksilver warehouse sale that I thought was going to be totally awesome but it was way a waste of time.
But we'll disregard that.
Chelsea and I went to Ata's house to bake cookies for Tyrone and his posse (his band).
I know, I know. Weird? You don't make cookies for your favorite band?
Well Saturday was their last show on the west coast for a couple of months because they are touring over on the east coast.
Therefore we are obviously going to miss them.
Which is where the cookies came in. To tell them that we'd miss them and to have fun and all that jazz.
We drove up to Hollywood and made it right at 7:30 which is when doors opened.
And there were definitely a good amount of people in front of us in line.
I was so depressed because I thought there was no way we'd be able to get in front.
Oh, but don't fret just yet! We made it to the front.
With cookies in hand, I set off to find Mark.
I gave him the cookies and he loved them, obviously.
He knew I wanted to ask about the Hate Song.
He said that if I wanted Tyrone to play it that I'd have to shout it out after he sang No Good Without You.
But he made it very clear that that was the ONLY time he would play it.
So Tyrone is singing, la la la la, it's beautiful, right.
Then he's playing No Good Without You and we're all getting ready.
When it was over, I was trying to like make eye contact with Mark so that he could give me some sort of like encouragement.
Or at least something that would tell me, "Do it now!"
But no. I got nothin.
So I got nervous and I didn't want to yell it out, but Chelsea made me.
It was a muffled, "Hate Songehh... ?"
I'm 90% sure Tyrone heard me, but he just grabbed his guitar and started playing right in to his next song.
:( <--- that was me. Actually more like :'(. Yea that's better.
I was so sad. And he told his little story before Seabreeze, that even though I've heard a zillion times before, I still laugh every sing time.
But this time I just couldn't. I smiled a little bit, but that's it.
Then he sang Seabreeze and I just wasn't feeling it as much as usual.
Didn't sing along as much, I just wasn't giving it my all, you know?
I just kept thinking in my head, "He hates me. He clearly heard me and ignored me. Mark probably told him, 'Hey don't forget to play the Hate Song for Sammie', and Tyrone was probably like, 'Ew, never! I have to go right into my next song so I don't have to play it!"
Yes, all this was going on in my head during Seabreeze.
So mid-thought, I was staring at his guitarist's set list.
Granted, it was upside down so it was kind of difficult to look at.
But then! I saw Hate Song on the schedule.
I just about had a panic attack and I turned around to tell Chelseea and Ata.
THIS ENTRY IS TO BE CONTINUED BECAUSE I AM WAAAAAAAAAAAY OVER TYPING.... :)
I hate, hate, HATE when I do this!
So much has happened.
I've been to 2 Tyrone shows since I last updated.
Or was it 3? I don't even know.
Well, the weekend of March 24th was Marina's nationals.
They did absolutely fantastic and words can not even describe how proud I am of them.
Both JV and Varsity cheer made it to finals.
JV got 4th in large intermediate and Varisty got 3rd in large advanced.
It was seriously like the greatest thing to happen to Marina in YEARS.
Chelsea came, thank God. What would I do without her?
Anyway, if and when I get a video, I'm def. putting it up here.
March 23rd was Tyrone's show in San Diego.
It was actually the day after his show at CSUF (which is what my last post was about).
More people went this time.
It was me, Chelsea, Ata, Mackenzie, Nicky, Ata's friend Jenna, and some of her friends.
Tyrone had a pre-show at a record store in Encinitas about an hour or so before the show.
He played a couple songs and then SAID he'd take requests.
So clearly I asked him to play the Hate Song.
I wanted to hear it for a couple of reasons.
1. It's hilarious.
2. He never plays it anymore because it's not on his new cd.
and 3. He says Britney Spears in it.
So when I asked him to play it, he basically ignored me and asked someone else what they'd like to hear.
But then he looked back at me, said, "I'll play it for you later," and then WINKED at me.
Yes, he winked. It was great.
I was sort of confused about what that meant.
All of these thoughts raced through my head like, what does that mean? Are we going to hang out? I didn't understand.
So after his pre-show, we went to House of Blues for his big show.
Which doesn't allow cameras! Can you believe it?
So unfortunately I have NO pictures from that night. I was so upset.
His show was amazing as usual. Absolutely fantastic.
He totally smiled at me while he was singing, as did Mark.
But he didn't play the Hate Song.
Me = confused.
After the show, we all went to go say our hello's.
(All the while, the HOB employees kept yelling at everyone to leave.)
So I told Tyrone, "I'm still holding you to the Hate Song, I really want to hear it."
And he said he'd play it for me the following week in Hollywood.
Because clearly I was going.
But he told me to shout out at the beginning of the set and he'd just throw it in to the mix.
And he definitely said, "You deserve it."
GOSH, can I not be the greatest fan ever?
JK, I totally can.
Anyway, that just totally made me way more confused.
I didn't understand what I was supposed to yell or when.
I couldn't imagine myself just randomly shouting out, "Hate Song for Sammie!"
And then being totally embarrassed by all the people around me.
So that's what I stressed about for a week afterwards. :)
Sometime during that next week, Ata and I went up to Pomona to visit Chelsea and Mackenzie at school.
It was SOOOO fun, we spent the night in their dorms.
It was good times minus a little mishap.
Then last Saturday, March 31st...
GREATEST DAY/NIGHT EVER!!
That morning I went to a Roxy/Quiksilver warehouse sale that I thought was going to be totally awesome but it was way a waste of time.
But we'll disregard that.
Chelsea and I went to Ata's house to bake cookies for Tyrone and his posse (his band).
I know, I know. Weird? You don't make cookies for your favorite band?
Well Saturday was their last show on the west coast for a couple of months because they are touring over on the east coast.
Therefore we are obviously going to miss them.
Which is where the cookies came in. To tell them that we'd miss them and to have fun and all that jazz.
We drove up to Hollywood and made it right at 7:30 which is when doors opened.
And there were definitely a good amount of people in front of us in line.
I was so depressed because I thought there was no way we'd be able to get in front.
Oh, but don't fret just yet! We made it to the front.
With cookies in hand, I set off to find Mark.
I gave him the cookies and he loved them, obviously.
He knew I wanted to ask about the Hate Song.
He said that if I wanted Tyrone to play it that I'd have to shout it out after he sang No Good Without You.
But he made it very clear that that was the ONLY time he would play it.
So Tyrone is singing, la la la la, it's beautiful, right.
Then he's playing No Good Without You and we're all getting ready.
When it was over, I was trying to like make eye contact with Mark so that he could give me some sort of like encouragement.
Or at least something that would tell me, "Do it now!"
But no. I got nothin.
So I got nervous and I didn't want to yell it out, but Chelsea made me.
It was a muffled, "Hate Songehh... ?"
I'm 90% sure Tyrone heard me, but he just grabbed his guitar and started playing right in to his next song.
:( <--- that was me. Actually more like :'(. Yea that's better.
I was so sad. And he told his little story before Seabreeze, that even though I've heard a zillion times before, I still laugh every sing time.
But this time I just couldn't. I smiled a little bit, but that's it.
Then he sang Seabreeze and I just wasn't feeling it as much as usual.
Didn't sing along as much, I just wasn't giving it my all, you know?
I just kept thinking in my head, "He hates me. He clearly heard me and ignored me. Mark probably told him, 'Hey don't forget to play the Hate Song for Sammie', and Tyrone was probably like, 'Ew, never! I have to go right into my next song so I don't have to play it!"
Yes, all this was going on in my head during Seabreeze.
So mid-thought, I was staring at his guitarist's set list.
Granted, it was upside down so it was kind of difficult to look at.
But then! I saw Hate Song on the schedule.
I just about had a panic attack and I turned around to tell Chelseea and Ata.
THIS ENTRY IS TO BE CONTINUED BECAUSE I AM WAAAAAAAAAAAY OVER TYPING.... :)