Warped Tour 2007, June 30th.

hahahahah. warped tour was amazing.
from the start:

i go to see paramore play. i get RIGHT IN FRONT.... and then the moshing begins. some kid landed on me and kicked the back of my neck and i fell and would have been trampled if the cool kids i was with hadnt helped me up. happens a few more times, i get out of there feeling VERY faint. and i run into.....

shaant! i say hi, he signs my shirt, gives me a big hug [shirtless!] and talks with me. [about hair, of course]. then i say "so, shaant, since im about to faint, would yo utake a picture with me and show me where the first aid tent is?" we take a picture, and he shows me where the tent is

we ran into him outside of the tent once we actually got there. he was seeing that i was okay [: well, i wish. haha. but it seemed like it, since we had JUST asked him about the first aid tent, and then he looked like he was searching for something just by the entrance

well. i get in there, ice up, get put in a fucking NECK BRACE. yeah. my mom is at the movies, so no one can get ahold of her. jfc. i was so pissed. so im chilling with jackie, noah, whytney, and this cool chick called mya. she missed the Circle Jerks show D: but we shared our subway ^_^

well, AFTER rja and tiger army plays, i get out of there. get to meet yellow card. ciwwaf. and then the NO ONE GOES HOME set. hahaha. omg. so the power was out on the stage, so the set was delayed by 15mns. finally they get up, play a song and a half, and then it shuts down again! so Craig starts miming out the lyrics to the songs while the drummer keeps playing and the guitarist keeps jamming [with no sound] and we all finish the song without power

ridiculously amazing. oh, and i met DJROSSSTAR. he was at the NOGH set. :D same with Justine, Shawn, and Jeana. they got me all of NOGH signatures and brought me over to their merch booth, and i got 5cds and 2 dvds for 5 bucks. FUCK YES.

get some lemonade. get some more shit signed. got signatures from YELLOW CARD, NO ONE GOES HOME, DJ ROSSSTAR, and SHAANT from ciwwaf. :DDD car ride home was fun, the whole day was amazing, and im burnt and dirty from my head to the floor.

entertain until picnic calls me back. [:

Mass Hysteria

[is my middle name]

found an old journal.
blurbs, mostly.
not even half-composed lyrics, just lyrical thoughts.
for the share. fts.

there's a world full of bitter sweet good-bye's for the taking. 6 May 11:39
we're none in hate and all in love we reach our eyes to the stars above 29 April 10:37
If only live gave you bruises instead of mental scars and moral decay 15 May 9: 37

37 Everywhere?

fire,heat,light.
burning light. reaching for the dark.
appear and reappear, your
red embers re-lit
glowing and burning through
the endless age of
Earth life
and time.
Light up the Dark!-2003
[i know, such the lyrical disaster in 7th grade as i am now]

it's amazing. one moment you're here, and the next moment you're there. but you're not really there... everything here's just changed... for better or for worse? you see signs of conformity, abnormality, and distress, and think "why am i here?.. why not a there or a who or a when or place? why here? where it's changed?" and then you long to be there, rather than at the dreaded here... -2004

timeless tides of thought
swamp memory still,
heavy waves crash
upon unbroken banks of will,
uncomplete the spread of thought,
like the battle never fought,
my memories.
-2003

and that was it.
i've tucked away my sheaf of manila.
resurface two oh four.
hope you enjoyed my blurbs [:

Poetic Tragedy

The cup is not half empty as pessimists say
As far as he sees, nothing's left in the cup
A whole cup full of nothing for him to indulge
Since the voice of ambition has long since been shut up.

well now. this is cute. easier to use than livejournal, in any case. figured it make one so i could comment chelsea and stuff [:

blurbs. i'm going to write blurbs here, i've decided.
you know, my random, every day, "fuck you"'s. here's for you, here's for me.
maybe i'll write my quizilla teasers here too... hmm, now THERE'S a thought.
livejournal still up. i use that mostly for FOBR and every-day ranting.

Then in violent, frustration, he cries out to God or just no one
Is there a point to this madness and all that he was...
Is just a tragedy