| i'm baaaaaaaaaaack...
and it's over.
orisit? |
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| bowling for soup.
awesome. amazing. incrediable. stupendous. crazy. wild. sweet. sweaty. sticky. hotttttttttttttttttttttt.
those are just a few words to describe the concert. we got to see three bands before them and all of them were completely amazing.
it was just an over-all good concertttttttt... and night.
i got a guitar pick. yay.... crowd surfed... for the first time.... yay.
tried not to get in the mosh pit. got touched by unknown guys... grosssss.
got hit in the head by falling people.... and also by non-falling people.... just the people who were making out behind me.
had a drunk guy and his wife ask me and kat and kat if we wanted him to lift us up so we could flash everyone........... hah. yah riiiiiiiight.
sonic after the concert.... throwing mints in the middle of the street... a car actually ran over one... and then another... it was great intertainment........ o how easily we are amusedddddddd... haha
so over all----------- a truely marvelous night. but now i want to go see the killersssssssssss. and coldplay. and jack johnson. and damien rice. and ben folds. and billions of other musicians.
i think concerts are addictive. i'm not addicted.
but i think that if i had more money and was 21 and liked to drink and flash people.... i would be.
well i think i will end this post... it's kind of pointless.... but just so you all know... if you ever want to have twelve year olds smoking behind you.... forty year old fat ladys flashing you, gross smelling fat girls smothering you, bitchy skinny girls pushing you and calling you a bitch.... people falling from the sky... on your head. a ton of other peoples sweat and butts all over you all night.....o-- and gross guys touching youuuuuu..........just go to a bowling for soup concert...
byeeeeeeeeeee. |
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