Sunday happened to be one of the greatest nights of my life. Unfortunately i cannot say the same about the day time. It started by waking up in an uncomfortable position on the couch. Corey was pretty much still passed out. I, however, at 2pm decided i needed to wake up because i had a 5 page paper to write. So while he was still sleeping, i did my paper for two hours. Finally by around 330, right before i finished, he got up. He had to go home to spend a bit more time with his family, so he walked home (he lives down the road..convenient, eh?), and i continued homework. Around 430 i showered and packed up since i had a long night ahead of me. All that was planned was that me and Corey were seeing The Downtown Fiction, Mayday Parade, and We The Kings at Mount Saint Mary College because Danielle got us free tickets since she was working the event. I had seen all of them before, but i love all three so i was like hey, why not. After the show she was going to bring us back to school, and either crash or go back depending on how tired she was. Well, that plan turned out to be far different, but in a very good way. However, i thought everything was going to go to shit considering my dad and i got into a huge argument right before we left. He was supposed to drop me and Corey off at the concert. Which he did, but almost a half hour late (luckily we were still on time). What happened was he decided to ask if i needed money for anything. Now, he always asks this. And i know i should always say yes because he has it. But i don't because then i feel guilty and things get shitty and its daddy daughter issues and blah blah you know the rest. For once i said yes, because i had just gotten into a huge dispute with my mom over our damn housing deposit and it needed to be in asap and i didn't have $100. She eventually put the money in my account which she didn't have..at all..so i asked my dad for the money so i could have it and eventually pay her back. Stupid me mentioned that when i asked for it, and he FLIPPED. Long story short, it was the typical father daughter fight, except i am extremely sensitive and every time he talks to me none the less semi yells, i cry and freak out. So that happened, and it sucked. After a half hour of that, i finally got the money, and we went to pick up Corey. At this point i am in an awful mood, and we continued our "talk" the whole way there, so that made things worse. By the end i was settled down, but it still didn't predict a good outlook for the rest of the night.
It was 630ish when we got dropped off. We put our things in Danielle's car and headed inside. We sat down in the auditorium and waited for the show to start (i know..a pop punk show in an auditorium..weird. Finally The Downtown Fiction came out, and they were good as usual. I only knew one song well, but it was a good performance. Afterwards Mayday Parade came out, and i almost cried. Yeah, i'm that much of a fan. They are absolutely incredible. They're normal back up and lead vocals drummer wasn't able to perform due to damaged vocal chords, so the bassist replaced him. Even so, the band sounded amazing, and almost landed me in tears as usual. They played two of my favorite songs, Jersey and Black Cat. So i was veryyy pleased. After that Corey and i went and bought Mayday shirts, and then went back inside for We The Kings. They're not my favorite as far as music, but i've seen them four times now, and they are so entertaining every time. Travis always has funny commentary, and out of the two times i met him he was very sweet. Well, we saw their performance. Which included a sad story about their bassist who wasn't their due to having a seizure from a brain tumor. But then he told a funny story about their drummer who was only playing with one hand due to being in a cast. He said that they were out on a boat, and there was an iceberg, and the Danny the drummer stuck his arm inbetween the boat and the iceberg to save 300 kittens. Yeah, it was crazy. By the end of their show it was around 10 and everyone was pumped and exhausted. Corey and i leave and try to find Danielle, since she had to clean up and we had to wait. She told us to wait in the chairs in the lobby. So we did. Inbetween the two or so hours she had to help clean, she came to us and asked if we minded possibly getting food with Mayday Parade since she hung with them all day and got one of their numbers. I almost shit myself, and of course we both said no of course not. So we anticipated this happening..and waited..and waited. And what ended up happening wasn't that, but something far better.
By the time Danielle was done which was around 12, we were cold and tired. But we went outside, trying to figure out what was going on. The plan with Mayday Parade fell through, due to no answer or official plan, BUT something crazier was planned. One of Danielle's friends who also worked the show invited We The Kings to her apartment where she was throwing a party. Not only did they say yes, but we were invited. Yeah, i KNOW. So while we were waiting, Travis (lead singer) was just walking around with his best friend and drum tech Yoshi. They sat by us in the lobby, and i had to just not say anything and keep from jumping out of my chair. So then we headed to the party, and then went for an alcohol run. When we came back, Travis and Yoshi were there. Again, so surreal. I almost shit myself. I mean, i had met Travis before..but as a fan meeting a famous singer..not as a group of friends partying. Like, what? So we all chilled (there were like 15-20 of us) and started drinking. Travis had his drink in his hand the whole time..a mixture of absinthe and mountain dew (which i had a sip of..absolutely delicious. Yeah, i drank out of Travis Clark's cup...shoot me now. But then we played pong...yes i played pong with Travis Clark...shoot me now. I know i'm tooting my own horn..sorry. But this night was absolutely ridiculous. Anyway, we did that for over an hour. It was so much fun. I talked with some band members, drank a good amount, and had a great night. But all good things come to and end.
Eventually, around 2am, Danielle told us it was time to go. She had to drive us back to school. This made me extremely upset, but i dealt. I went and said by to everyone. And then said goodbye to Travis last. At this point i was a little intoxicated..my four loko was hitting me..so i asked him for a picture. And it was no holds barred so i showed him a photo from over two years ago at another show where i first met him and we were standing together. He even remembered the show and where it was. Which made me super happy. So then we left. And i was still in shock at what my night just was. We drove back to school, at 3am, completely wired from our night. Overtired definitely. And i was drunk. Like it hit me as we were driving home. So i spilled my loko all over myself and my bag, which made her car smell for a week. Whoops. Sorry darling. But we got back and she crashed in the common room. Corey and i attempted to go to stay up and spend time together, but Tierney was sleeping and we were both too drunk, so we eventually passed out by around 4am. What a crazy, crazy night...
I like the concept of using your blog as a personal diary!
ReplyDeleteYou have a nice easy to read style. It is intimate but not mundane. You write well so it is easy to keep reading. Very nice.
ReplyDeleteI actually do write a little, so this is just rambling freestyle. Not trying to sound proper, haha. I hope that makes it easier to read. So thanks :)
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