So, Last Friday, the 1st of April, I went to my first real concert. And let me tell you the full on story. Which points might be boring but I want to have every moment written down.
So hear it goes:
At 12:05 I left my math class with the excuse of a 'doctor's appointment'. I went to my locker and got my sleep over bag, because I was going to sleep over at my friends, Jenni's, house afterwards. With that bag I had my pet penguin, Waffles, whom I cannot sleep without. And I go to the office. I have my All Time Low T-shirt on, with some light colored jeans. Jenni's mother was in charge of picking us up. So I was walking out, and I saw her mom and said hi and walked her to the office then went to the restroom to switch out my long heavy jeans to cute white booty shorts. I walked out to the car and put my stuff in the truck. Then we went on with our adventure. Me skipping school and track practice. Half way to the House of Blues, her mother gets a phone call. Apparently someone who was working for her was in ICU and was pretty much dying of cancer. Her mother was like "Should I turn around?" And I started freaking out. Sure, the concert was at 7:00 BUT we were leaving school early to get there EARLY. So we continued to the House of Blues. Thank God. So we eat at the House of Blues, because apparently, if you eat there, then you can get into this line called the 'pass the line'. So it was a pass the line, line. Fun, huh? So we got into this line around 3:00 and took pictures because we were bored. We looked around while my friend’s mother stayed in line. When we got back in line, I met a new friend. Her name was Shania. The people in charge of the line were making us get up and kind of get closer to each other. No biggie. So, in the middle of all of that, Shania tripped. And then held her face in her hands, I thought she was crying at first, but everyone was freaking out, thinking that she fainted. And while she was still standing someone was screaming: "Someone catch her! She's going to fall!!!!" So, like the heroic person I am, I reached out for her and held her stomach, while her back was facing my tummy. I eased her to the ground and gave her some water. One worker came over and called the main person in charge who pretty much asked her for her name and age, which I had to give because Shania came alone, and Jenni wasn't talking. Shania was 19 so they didn't have to call her parents and such, they told her to stay out of the pits.
I am one oblivious idiot. 'The Pits'. I had NO idea; I was dumbfounded and asked Jenni: "The Pit's?" she was like "Yea, the mosh pits." I had no real idea what a mosh pit was... I thought it was a bunch of idiots who decide it would be cool to jump and lay on top of one another. I soon found out I was wrong. but that is later in the story.
So once we actually get up front, like only 5 or 6 people are in front of us, I thought it was a perfect area. There was a super cute guy behind me, not that I really paid attention to him at first. So the concert begins, and the crazy comes just as quick. It seemed when we first got into the House of Blues, that we were maybe a good 12 - 14 yards away from the stage, and I wasn't too close to anyone. But when the curtains pulled up, everything was different. There was pushing and screaming, while The Summer Set was starting to play. We ended up being like 8 - 10 yards away from the stage. Which is good. And bad. I mean like, when you are at a crazy concert, you’re not moving, people are pushing you and making you move. You have NO control over the places you go. The people you are around do. So in the middle of the first song of The Summer Set, I had found out it was easier to jump with the crowd, than it is to just stand still. This guy behind me {Remember the cute one I mentioned?}, looked at me and said "Sorry, if I am touching your ass, I can’t really move my hands" And at that point I really didn't care, he was cute; I was never going to see him again. Just What eves.
In the middle of Hey Monday singing, Jenni had a little problem with some girl who was yelling at her because she was touching her. So Jenni thought it would be just a great idea to move. So instead of having only 6 people in front of us, we moved and 6 turned into 15. This pissed me off.
Next band up was YellowCard. The DEMONS of YellowCard. So when the crowd pushed one way, the other side of the crowd pushes back. Well, I think I pushed and this whole crowd was being push and when the pushed back, I was pushed to the ground. My friend Jenni was sitting on top of me, and sorry to say she's not skinny =/. And like someone else was on top of my head and then the rest of the people who were push was in top of Jenni, which meant even MORE weight on me! I was the only one completely on the ground. I was laying there, screaming my head off because I was terrified... What do you do when you're being buried alive by people?
But During All Time Lows performance, Jack came off the stage and grabbed my hand!!!! (Along with other people’s hands, too. But still.) And I got some really good pictures on my phone there with them performing, and I am mad at myself, because I didn't bring my bra, to throw on stage. = [ There was a whole microphone stand filled with bras!!!
Then we were texting Jenni's mom and we said what we wanted. We wanted a t-shirt, a wristband, and preordered CD. And she got: One T-Shirt. One wristband. One CD. So I had to go back and buy my stuff and they were OUT of CDs!!!!! I was SO freaking pissed at the mom. She was supposed to get two of each for the both of us!!!!! And with the CD you get a autographed thing. And When Jenni got hers she was like "Omg! They signed it!" And I was like "Isn't that kind of the point?" And she’s like "Well, yeah, but, they signed it!!" I was just so, ugh.
And so after we got everything we were waiting outside for ATL to come out and we could meet them and Jenni's like: "Let’s leave." And I'm like "What?" She just wanted to leave!!! And I was like "This will be my only time to get them to sign anything! You have the booklet, I have nothing!!!" And like 10 minutes later I was just so fed up and I was like "Fine, let's go, but I want to go home. There’s no point of me sleeping over."
And she’s like "Why are we leaving?" And I was like "We probably aren’t even going to meet them." And she's like "Who?" And I'm thinking "WHO ARE WE WAITING FOR?!?!?!!? ARE YOU THAT RETARDED??" And I really said "THEM. Who else is them?!?"
To top it all off, during the concert Tyler texted me and for some reason, when I tried to open the text, I my phone would shut down, and I was freaking out because, 1st it was a new phone, and 2nd because I wanted to know what Tyler was wanting to tell me at 10 at night, which normally means he wants to talk at night... And I sometimes love talking to him. So when we are leaving at midnight, I texted him and asked him if he was still up. And He calming said yes. Which I thought was a good sign, but then I asked him if he would just stay up for a little bit. And that’s when he got upset... And he was like: "Why?!!?" And I was just really not in the mood. I was on the urge of crying over this stupid night. And I was like "Never mind... Good Night..." And then he was like "Wait... Why?" and I said "It's nothing. You don't want to talk. Night." And he said night.. And I thought that was it, but like 10 minutes later he texted me and was like "Okay, let's talk." So I was texting him all the way home. He kept me sane for most of it. Thank God.
I got home and cried because I was so frustrated. I know that’s weird, but it's true. I stayed up til 4 telling my mother about my awful experience. I kind of had to, to explain why I was coming home at one in the morning...
So yeah. That was my concert experience. Wonderful, right?
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