~*GASP*~ Look At Me Now!
Julia came over last night.
Woke up about nine this morning, and I jumped into the shower.
Jules wasn't awake yet, so I watched a movie.
The Blob that Ate Everything...
Actually, I think that's what the name is.
I'm not too sure.
But that's what it was.
The Blob.
So, Jules wakes up.
We find out that Mr. James, her ride, wouldn't be there to take her to Savannah until 5-ish.
So, I go to her house, and I help her pack after we get something to eat.
Our waitress was a damn cat.
I swear.
She had whiskers AND fangs.
Ask Jules.
Anyways, so around 4:40, I get mom to come get us.
Jules walks by herself to the car...I wait in her room.
She isn't suppose to go...
I go into the living room..."Did Julia go this way?"
Everyone nods, and watches the show...
I get into the car, and we leave..
To see Bullet for my Valentine and Lacuna Coil.
OMG, did we lose it!
But first it was the wait in that damn line.
Haha...
Scott.
Anyways.
Some lame people.
Wearing fake blood, and hair that had obviously been done the night before, clothes that had just been bought...stuff like that.
BTW, Jules.
I just changed "stuff" in that last sentence from "such" just for you.
Those boys thought they were so cool b/c it was their second show.
I think I hurt their feelings a few times.
"Slipknot sucks."
"ICP sucks."
I mean, when a 16 year old girl calls a 20 year old lame...they are lame.
Especially if that 16 year old girl is me.
Anyways, we met this other guy who seemed pretty cool...
And just guess where he was from?
North Carolina.
I guess that's where all the cool people hang out.
Let me tell you.
Bullet for my Valentine puts on a great show.
And they're british, with a strong british accent.
Cannot beat that.
Lacuna Coil was just FUCKIN' AWESOME!
I was having a killer time, just listening to the mellow...-ness of their songs.
I thought it was even funnier when they covered Depeche Mode's Enjoy the Silence, which I forgot they were going to do.
I was kind of surprised that I knew more of that song than I thought I did.
Go Carolyn!
So...Last song, right?
I wanted to tear myself up.
But...
Some damn fat chick had to ruin it for me.
Okay, I know I'm chubby, but this chick was huge!
She was crowd surfing!
So, instead of fucking myself up, I ended up trying not to get squished.
People were picking on her, too, some tried to let her drop, but others tried to keep her up, some tried to throw her back, others tried to throw her to the security guards.
I just wanted her to disappear.
And one of those lame 20 year olds...I don't know what he was doing
But his hands were up my shirt and stuff, he was fingering my poster, his face was in Julia's hair...
I know.
This stuff happens at shows...
But, I know how it is at shows, and...
Okay, I'm not gonna think about it.
But, wow, was Christine hot.
She didn't wear her lace-up boots, but she was still great and very passionate about performing.
Her voice is just perfect.
So, after that show, I'm angry because I didn't get to tear up "Heaven's A Lie," and we're leaving.
We don't want to see the headliner, Rob Zombie.
The crowd w/ the fake blood and such are at the side, not in front of the stage, and people were snickering, "Oh, they couldn't handle the pit..."
I just adore our...
Wait, is their a word for what me and Julia [insert verb here]?
We'll make one up.
Woke up about nine this morning, and I jumped into the shower.
Jules wasn't awake yet, so I watched a movie.
The Blob that Ate Everything...
Actually, I think that's what the name is.
I'm not too sure.
But that's what it was.
The Blob.
So, Jules wakes up.
We find out that Mr. James, her ride, wouldn't be there to take her to Savannah until 5-ish.
So, I go to her house, and I help her pack after we get something to eat.
Our waitress was a damn cat.
I swear.
She had whiskers AND fangs.
Ask Jules.
Anyways, so around 4:40, I get mom to come get us.
Jules walks by herself to the car...I wait in her room.
She isn't suppose to go...
I go into the living room..."Did Julia go this way?"
Everyone nods, and watches the show...
I get into the car, and we leave..
To see Bullet for my Valentine and Lacuna Coil.
OMG, did we lose it!
But first it was the wait in that damn line.
Haha...
Scott.
Anyways.
Some lame people.
Wearing fake blood, and hair that had obviously been done the night before, clothes that had just been bought...stuff like that.
BTW, Jules.
I just changed "stuff" in that last sentence from "such" just for you.
Those boys thought they were so cool b/c it was their second show.
I think I hurt their feelings a few times.
"Slipknot sucks."
"ICP sucks."
I mean, when a 16 year old girl calls a 20 year old lame...they are lame.
Especially if that 16 year old girl is me.
Anyways, we met this other guy who seemed pretty cool...
And just guess where he was from?
North Carolina.
I guess that's where all the cool people hang out.
Let me tell you.
Bullet for my Valentine puts on a great show.
And they're british, with a strong british accent.
Cannot beat that.
Lacuna Coil was just FUCKIN' AWESOME!
I was having a killer time, just listening to the mellow...-ness of their songs.
I thought it was even funnier when they covered Depeche Mode's Enjoy the Silence, which I forgot they were going to do.
I was kind of surprised that I knew more of that song than I thought I did.
Go Carolyn!
So...Last song, right?
I wanted to tear myself up.
But...
Some damn fat chick had to ruin it for me.
Okay, I know I'm chubby, but this chick was huge!
She was crowd surfing!
So, instead of fucking myself up, I ended up trying not to get squished.
People were picking on her, too, some tried to let her drop, but others tried to keep her up, some tried to throw her back, others tried to throw her to the security guards.
I just wanted her to disappear.
And one of those lame 20 year olds...I don't know what he was doing
But his hands were up my shirt and stuff, he was fingering my poster, his face was in Julia's hair...
I know.
This stuff happens at shows...
But, I know how it is at shows, and...
Okay, I'm not gonna think about it.
But, wow, was Christine hot.
She didn't wear her lace-up boots, but she was still great and very passionate about performing.
Her voice is just perfect.
So, after that show, I'm angry because I didn't get to tear up "Heaven's A Lie," and we're leaving.
We don't want to see the headliner, Rob Zombie.
The crowd w/ the fake blood and such are at the side, not in front of the stage, and people were snickering, "Oh, they couldn't handle the pit..."
I just adore our...
Wait, is their a word for what me and Julia [insert verb here]?
We'll make one up.