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2008.05.04 00.33
I'm an addict for dramatics.
Woke up/showed up so much earlier than I should've for the concert due to missinformation. Not that I'm complaining. I ended up seeing the Harold and Kumar sequel to kill time and grabbing some food with friends and calling people I should call more often.
Decided pretty early on to ditch Looptopia and the idea of going to work with no sleep whatsoever the next morning. Enjoyed the Harold and Kumar movie alot. Although, during the movie, like halway through, there was an open seat on my left side, and this nerdy, obnoxious girl sat down and she was literally the only person in the entire theater who added her own little audio commentary every five seconds. It was so fucking annoying, I kept fantasizing about uppercutting her into the huge projection screen and then the audience applauding like mad. And then she kept talking in such a way, like she thought I might responde to her and we'd be like having a conversation or something since she was there alone.
I ended up getting to the Metro early enough to get a spot right infront, touching the stage and everything! I kept lording it over Becca when she finally showed up,but I feel better that I did snag the spot considering how excited she was and all the stuff she gave up to go to the concert. I met her sister, Sarah for the first time which felt a little ackward. I mean, whenever I think of her I automically think of her artwork, so everytime I look at her, these images of flaming, puss-covered genitals and edgy looking-punk rock chipmunks and shit pop into my mind. Steve was super cool and his funky beard made him the coolest of our group by default. I was surprised by how cool everyone was. I mean, my relationship with Becks is pretty odd and explaining how we know each other is even odder and honestly, I expected the whole thing to be way more uncomfortable and Sarah to give me shit the entire time.
The concert itself was AMAZING! Nothing but good memories. And I loved how like, "Danc-able+ Ghostland's music is. I couldn't help but dance to pretty much every song. That's seriously, the most dancing I've ever done in my life, atleast while enjoying myself. The chick behind had to have taken X before the show, I mean she HAD to. She was like dry humping the air, I think, way before the band even started playing and i kept trying to avoid eye contact during the concert because i could tell she wanted to like, dance and grind random dudes, and our entire section was like, all girls except for me and steve. And steve was stoic and stand offish about the whole thing. She ended up like, groping my back tugging on my hoody(tied around my waist) and then all three of the girls behind me started doing it, too. And I apparently not all groping is good groping. Sweaty, concert groping to strobe lights and techno-electronic rave songs sounds hot, but when it's your back getting groped, it just feels odd. Like, shoulder blades and shit aren't exactly pleasure points.
Anyway, I shouted so much I literally couldnt shout without hearing my voice trail off really weakly. I was sure I would lose my voice by the end of the night but Becks ended up losing hers. It was awesome. I'm still prettypumped about the whole thing. I bought tshirts and shit and then found out the next day, a couple of my bills that subtract automatically from my account were taken out this weekend, too. So I pretty much bankrupted myself with my little Friday of fun.
Well, atleast i didnt overdraw by accident again. Luckily. I'm definitely gonna do atleast one more concert this summer. It was really, too much fun.
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