caring is creepy.

last night was the big show. it was great, but i think i was the only one out of the crowd i went with that thought so. after the second band played, me and rachel decided to go behind the little shack and just sat down in the grass and lo and behold.. who came and talked to us? the bandddd! it was really cool, turns out they were all only a year older than us and it was their first out of town show. i had to ask for each of their names 2 times because i have an idiot memory. i do remember the lead singer's name, danny. i talked to him the most. john walked by me a million times before he acknowledged me-- and even then, he was drunk. my sister's got a cute boy, lucky girl. when i go to shows... i wanna meet new people and see a good band perform. i don't want to have my boyfriend attached to my hip and asking me if i'm okay every other second. and of course, that's what he did the whole time. i felt like i was doing something wrong because every time i would be talking to some guy, he'd come up and basically stand on top of me-- as if to show possession. after the show, he and his friends were dissing the bands and their performances and he said "if we played before a band like chiodos, they'd probably think we were awesome... but if we played this crowd, they'd probably boo us cause they're hot topic kids." lmao. so i said "ok, so you're saying that these kids are hot topic losers and chiodos is strictly hxc underground?" right. i may not know those kids well, but i know them well enough to say that they are true hardcore kids. they make him look like a trendyass poseur. that little comment pissed me off. then we all went to dairy queen and took up 3 tables. it was the bestttt. me and law are back on good terms--it was easier to get over than i expected. so, last night was great.
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