Saturday, July 22, 2006

   Wanna be a high school football hero.
Forgot to add a song in the last post, so now here's two. It's like the Doublemint Twins. Only, much cooler. :d


This is an AMAZING re-mix/mash-up of Underoath and mewithoutyou. I love re-mixes of songs! <3 I love how haunting the chorus of Underoath sounds when mixed against mewithoutyou. It's almost as if the songs were written for each other. Quite interesting.


Little something from Psycho le Cemu--one of my favorite J-Rock bands. They have a nice sound, different than most generic visual kei bands.

Ahhh, you know what...here comes some more music, since I'm going to be away for a while...


Some Streetlight Manifesto, because your daily intake of Streetlight is more important than your intake of iron or calcium.



And what would a weekend be without some Dead Kennedys?



AND, lastly, but surely never least, in case you're feeling upset, have some Katamari Damacy music to cheer up. Because we all know that rolling things up into balls can be very catharic. YAY!





Yup yup, going to Wildwood tomorrow morning. I'll be there untill Thursday. (Thursday night? Thursday afternoon? We're not entireley sure yet. Playing things by ear, sort to speak.)


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Friday, July 21, 2006

   Let us twist another fairy tale.
You know what?
It's fun fun fun picture day with Sarah.
Or, more aptly named, I show you pictures that you have no interest in and you have choice but to look at them.
Yesh.


It doesn't matter when or where, but eventually, everyone must see Saw.
And no, not see-saw.
Like the playground equipment.
Like, SEE SAW! RAWRGH!




And everyone must realize that Hunter is seriously a cat.
A cat hopped up on crack, or at least Pixie Stix.


Aaand it's me. Though you can't really see my face, because I obscured it with the power of the FLASH!




And that is all, because I have a headache, and I'm going to hang out with my fab friends soon.
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Thursday, July 20, 2006

   Hello there Dixon No. 2 HB pencil.

I'm liking this radio blog thing-a-ma-thing. A daily song sounds pretty nice in my book. So today, it's AFI with Catch a Hot One off their CD "The Art of Drowning". (Which, in many people's opinion, including myself and my girl Morgan, is their best CD.) Listen to the bass line right before the chimed chorus kicks in, Hunter really rips it up.



Anyway, the birthday was fanfare-rific.
Got some books, including some Koontz and King which is always nice. (Yes, yes, I love horror books. To death and beyond.) And got some money, which will come in handy!

This coming Sunday, I'm going to Wildwood for a mini-vacation. And the day after I come back, my chicas Steph and Dee are heading off to EUROPE for two weeks. So, during that time, I'll be resting, over Ricky's most likely, watching my beatuiful newly-aquired Saw DVDs and reading my huge stack of books.



Whew.



However, today, I'm attending a funeral.
Which, obviously, puts a damper on my perspective.









Man, I really need to take the world's longest nap.
That'd be a nice Guiness record to break.
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Tuesday, July 18, 2006

   YAAAY! Birthday. :d
Because I loves you, here's some more music.

"New Noise"--Refused is like, THE best song. Ever. Seriously. Just kick back, listen to it and be amazed.

Anyway...




It'll be my birthday tomorrow. =D =D =D
And, I'm finally turning 17. Ouch.

You know, turning 16 was fun because it was your "sweet 16". And I'm sure turning 18 will be fun because I'll be a legal adult. 17 just seems like a stop in the middle between teenager and adult.
Awkward...

Anyway, tomorrow my friends and I are going out to eat, (have I mentioned this before? My brain is leaky.) and then hanging out at the bookstore, Dunkin Donuts or the park. Whichever and wherever the wind (AKA: Ricky's car) takes us.
Sadly, Morgan has work around 7, but that still gives me three hours with her. <3





I think I'm addicted to those silly survey ones, but now I can't find any that I haven't taken. >=D
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Saturday, July 15, 2006

   Epics of the seven seas.



Play that song! Good stuff, good stuff. The Clash owns a quarter of my soul.




Well, things in the house of Sarah are quite awkward. My aunt's lukiemia is back, and her condition is terminal this time. She's in the hospital, really, just surviving so we can all say good-bye. My mom has been there for three nights, so I've been floating from house to house to find a roof to stay under and a room to sit in, trying to forget what is happening in inside the walls of a hospital in Philidelphia.




But, we must stay happy!! (No sad faces, on this ship. Eh?)


I am quite bored-ed-ed-ed-ed.

A Biography of your Life:
What is todays date?:	July 15th.
What is the time right now?:	12:43 PM.
~First things first~
Full name::	Sarah Jacklyn.
Birth Date::	July 19th, 1989.
Age::	16--I'll be 17 in four days! YOSH!
Sex::	Female. Or so they say.
Religion::	I'd rather not complicate matters and explain here what I believe.
Education Level::	Senior in high school.
Race::	White?
Heritage::	Russian, Hungarian and slightly German.
Where do you live?:	New Jersey.
Where are you right now?:	My room, on the computer, obviously.
Where do you work?:	No where, sadly. I'm a freeloader.
Are you Single?:	Yesh.
~Relationships~
For the Single Guys/Gals:
Are you happy being Single?:	Sort of. I mean, it really doesn't bother me. If I meet someone, I meet someone.
Do you have your eye on someone?:	The guy who works at Gertude Hawk. Hahaha. But, honestly, no one really in particular.
Are you playing the field?:	No. I don't believe in "playing the field". Committ or quit.
Taken Guys & Gals
How long have you been in a relationship?:	--
Are you happy?:	--
Are you attached or playing the field?:	--
The Past:
How many Girl/boy friends have you had?:	2. But I really only consider one of them serious, the other was in 8th grade with my friend Danny. (Who, actually broke up with me to come out of the closet.)
Which do you prefer.. Single or taken::	Taken, I guess.
Do you want to get married?:	Sure.
---when?:	Whenever it happens.
What about kids... Do you want any??:	No. I absoluley refuse to have children.
--- How many?:	Zeeerrrroooo.
~Schooling~
Name of Elementry School::	Arleth. :p
--- Mascott:::	A dinosaur! How awesome.
--- Fav. teacher:::	My third grade teacher.
--- Fav. Class:::	Art. ;)
--- Fav Activities:::	Ah, I was a simple child.
--- Who were your friends?:	Katie and Stephanie.
Name of middle school::	Sayreville Middle School. How boring.
--- mascott:::	An...owl?
--- Fav. Teacher:::	I really didn't have any one outstanding teacher.
--- Fav. Class:::	English, probably.
--- Did you play any sports?:	Nope.
--- What activities did you participate in?:	None...our school really didn't have anything interesting like that.
--- Who were you close friends?:	Stephanie K, Steph S, Kortney, Kristina, and later on-Danny.
Name of High School::	Sayreville High School. I sense a theme.
--- Mascott::	A bomber plane. Hah. Seriously.
--- Colors:::	Blue and grey.
--- Fav. teacher:::	My freshman + junior year English teachers.
--- Fav. Class:::	English, most definetley.
--- Sports Played:::	None.
--- Any activities/clubs:::	Eh...STEAD which died after a year, Japanese Club...nothing interesting.
--- Were you a Jock/prep/outkast/loner/Goth/etc:::	I am Sarah, hear me rawr.
--- Fav thing about this school:::	My friends, the insanity of it all.
--- What did you despise about this school?:	Apparently you have not been to my crowded, falling apart crap-tastic school.
-Only if you are in college-
What college/University are you attending?:	--
--- Mascott:::	--
--- Colors:::	--
--- Major:::	--
--- Minors:::	--
--- Are you on a Sports team?:	--
--- Do you live on campus::	--
--- You like it?:	--
~Family~
Do you live in a broken family?:	Depends on your definition. But I'd say, yes. To a point.
How many siblings do you have?:	One. We don't live together.
--- Step Siblings?:	None.
--- Half Siblings?:	None.
--- Step Parents?:	None, thank god. (Yet.)
Are you guys scattered about or close?:	Pretty scattered.
Do you have daily traditions?:	No?
--- What about holiday traditions?:	Not really.
What is your mom's name?:	For security reasons I be skipping these...
--- Her Maiden Name?:	--
What is your Dad's name?:	--
~Memories~
What is your earliest memory?:	Pretending to be a cat. Heh heh.
What is your favorite memory?:	Freaking AFI concert with Ricky and Morgan.
Have you gone to any concerts?:	See above. ^___^ Actually, I've been to a lot of concerts. Obviously, I won't list them all here.
--- Where was it?:	AFI was at Roseland in NYC.
--- Who did you see?:	Nightmare of You, Dillinger Escape Plan and A FIRE INSIDE. <3 <3
Where was your first vacation?:	Florida, I think.
Where have you gone on vacations?:	Florida, Massachusettes, and uhhh...that's it.
What was your favorite vacation?:	Last year when I went down to Florida alone to see my friend Jess. Awesome. We went to Disneyworld.
~Your Future~
Do you want to live in a city?:	Close to a city. I love stopping by New York. (Train station is five minutes from my house.)
How about somewhere rural?:	Never.
How about somewhere inbetween?:	Sure.
Do you have someplace in mind?:	Either here in New Jersey, or Philidelphia.
--- What is it?:	Huh der, see above.
What occupation would you like to have?:	English teacher.
--- Do you think you will ever obtain this objective?:	Hopefully.
~Political Aspects~
Do you vote?:	In a year I will.
--- If not, why?:	See above.
Do you take an interest in your goverment?:	Yeah.
Do you watch/read the news?:	Most of the time.
Are you a Republican, Democrat, or Liberal?:	First of all, "liberal" is not a political party. I am a liberal Democrat, for your info though.
~Your Views~
Abortion:::	Pro.
War:::	Anti.
Drugs:::	Anti.
Russia (I personally want to nuke them):::	I'm from Russia. "Nuking" a country destroys millions of innocent people. Think about that before you make harsh judgements that are both near-sighted and wrong.
Terorism:::	Anti, obviously.
Premarital Sex:::	I really don't care.
Religions:::	Mixed.
Hisidic Jews:::	No opinion.
George W. Bush:::	Anti.
Bill Clinton:::	No opinion. Slightly pro, though.
Democracy:::	Pro.
Porn:::	Anti.
The Media:::	Anti.
Todays Standards implimented among the kids of today:::	Anti as all hell.
Immigration:	Pro!
~What is your Favorite...~
Tv Show:::	Seinfeld and Friends. Yay for ridiculous sitcoms!
Tv Channel:::	Err, don't really have one.
Band:::	AFI, The Clash and Gackt.
Song:::	Just one? Rawr. Ummm, "Lost in the Supermarket" by The Clash, "Narrative of Soul Against Soul" + "God Called in Sick Today" by AFI.
Cell Phone Brand:::	Don't have one.
Soft Drink:::	VAAAAAULT! That stuff really does drink like a soda and kick like and energy drink. O___O
bevarage:::	Water. Yesh, I'm boring. Heh heh.
Alcoholic Bevarage:::	I don't drink.
Coputer Brand:::	Anything but a Dell. I'm sorry my beloved computer, but your brand makes kittens cry at night.
Video game:::	FF6, FF10, Katamari Damacy, Tekken, The Sims, KH, DDR, any old video games.
Game Console:::	Playstation, SNES, Sega Genesis
Cereal:::	OREO O'S. Ever have them? They're smacking delicious-o.
Sub:::	I don't really eat subs. They're kind of wet and...cold cut-y. O_o
Hot Sandwich:::	Cheesesteak. Oh boy!
Dessert:::	Anything involving the words chocolate and/or cheesecake.
City:::	NYC all the way. <3
State:::	Sadly, I must say New Jersey simply because I've been here forever.
Country:::	THE SPIRIT OF NORWAY IS IN OUR PEOPLE!
Animal:::	Cats and jackals. :3
Shampoo:::	Don't care.
Conditioner:::	Same as above.
Clothing Brand:::	I don't wear brand names.
Subject:::	English.
teacher:::	We've covered this, kiddo.
Eye Color:::	Doesn't matter.
Hair Color:::	Same as above.
Movie:::	Kill Bill, Saw, The Matrix, Battle Royale
Condiment:::	Ketchup. I am a KETCHUP FIEND. *drool*
~Preferences - This or That~
IPOD/Cd Player:::	CD player. I have yet to succum to the misstress that is Apple.
Staples/Tape:::	Staples, except for when I staple my finger. Not good, not good.
Walmart/Kmart:::	Walmart.
Target/Kohls:::	Kohls, I guess.
Macy's/JcPenneys:::	They seem to be the exact same thing.
Cash/ Credit:::	Cash.
Blue/red:::	Red.
Black/ white:::	Black.
Hooded/non hooded:::	Non-hooded.
Jeans/Sweats:::	*shudders* Neither. I haven't worn jeans for five years. And sweats remind me of my dad.
Aim/Phone:::	AIM, but honestly, neither.
Renting/Movie Theatre:::	Renting.
Short/Long hair:::	Short, most of the time.
Night/Day:::	Night.
Rain/Sun:::	Rain.
Cloudy/Bright:::	Cloudy.
Hot/Cold:::	Cold.
Water/Soda:::	Water.
To Love/To fool around:::	LOVE.
Comedy/Drama:::	Drama.
Day and Time done?:	1:04, quite huh-der-ly, the same day.
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And bored-ed-ed-ed-ed.
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Thursday, July 13, 2006

   SAW!
Ahem, I have a new favorite movie. (Err, or close to favorite. I'm not sure if I could ever have a Number One and No Others.)

SAW! (Both the first and the second.)
Aaaahhh!
So cool.


I'm not one for horror movies but, PHWOAR. I was blown away. (And plus, Adam from the first Saw was drop dead GORGEOUS. He's also the writer of the movies apparently. Hmmm. So not only is he dishy, he's quite a smarty-pants. Delicious.)


So, I highly suggest you pick it up from Blockbuster. Or just buy it!
The third Saw film comes out this October. So yesh, I'll be looking forward to it. And you bet like hell that I'll be there opening night.
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Friday, July 7, 2006

   Nothing worse than spider guts on your computer screen.
Hey, I'm a "Senior Otaku"! Since when did this happen? *looks around*
Dag, I'm going to be a senior in high school soon, now I'm a Senior Otaku. Stop making me feel old! *shakes fist*



Ah, my neighbors keep setting off fireworks, but not the interesting ones, the one that SCREEEEEAM and then pop. Dude, it's July 7th. It's a little late for Independence Day. And it hurts my ears. >.<;;



I had a dream two nights ago that I was the King of all Cosmos from Katamari Damacy and I kept throwing people into a huge hole.
Man, it was fun.
I now fear that I have a bit of a facist dictator in me, because it was awfully amusing to send people to their doom, via HOLE in the ground. >=D
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Saturday, July 1, 2006

   End of the rainbow!
Ooookay kids, interesting link time.
Though you may have already seen it, http://www.freephotosandvideos.com/photos/artwork/dust_drawings.htm

Combine worship-worthly artsy skills with a dirty car and wha-pah! I think it's pretty dang snazzy.


So kids, question and answer time. If you respond to this journal (which no one will, but that's all good in the hood since I like my anonymous-ness-ness) you have to tell me what you think is at the end of the rainbow. And no pots of gold! [[Because everyone knows that the leprachauns have resorted to more technical measures, and they are now leaving lottery tickets and a good chunk of Paris Hilton's bank account at the end of the rainbow. :d]]
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   Dance Party + Corruption.
Ah, 4th of July is coming up. We all know what that means. Pretending to be patriotic, eating lots of potato salad and getting sick, swatting at mosquitos and flies and trying to enjoy fireworks but really just covering your ears.

As long as their brownies or some other chocolate-y snack, I have fun.


BUT!
My birthday is the 19th and I'll finally be turning 17. Which will be a relief since my best friend Ricky is 20, and that makes me feel so young. (Even though we've decided that our ages should be reversed, because he says that if anything, he acts like the ridiculous teenager and I act like the college sophomore bound kid.)
I can't wait! I don't know what I'm doing for my birthday, but I'd like a party.
And, I don't know what I want for my birthday. Rarrrgh. I was going to plan on getting Dirge of Cerberus for my birthday, but the release date has been pushed back to August 22nd.


Hmmm...
What do I want? What do I want? (Well, a giant cheesecake served to me by Jade Puget wearing nothing but some ribbons would be nice, but....)




I have no clue! O___o;




Other than that, Otakuites! I need help!
What manga series do you think would be worthwhile for me to read? I've really run out of things. Ever since Battle Royale ended, I've fallen into a slump. All I have now is Death Note to look forward to, which isn't saying much.

So far I own Alice 19th, Angel Sanctuary, Azumanga Daioh, Battle Royale, Chobits, Cowboy Bebop, Death Note, Excel Saga, FLCL, Fruits Basket, FMA, Fushigi Yugi, Gravitation, Gunslinger Girl, .hack, Imadoki, Kare Kano, Love Hina, Loveless, Legal Drug, Mars, Maison Ikkoku, Naruto, Evangelion, Ranma 1/2, Kenshin, Saikano, Saiyuki (which I don't even like that much), Samurai Champloo, Shaman King, Suki, Shutterbox, Socrates in Love and Yotsuba.

I'll give anything a shot, but I don't like overly fluffy shojo, InuYasha (sorry!), predictable shonen or anything that relies heavily on panty shots for plot development. (Besides Love Hina. Love Hina is my guilty pleasure!)





I miss Battle Royale manga. A lot. :[ 15 volumes wasn't enough.
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Saturday, June 24, 2006

   AFI concert news, kiddos!
I don't know how it's possible...but somehow, my love for AFI has doubled, maybe even tripled over night.
It's true. The energy of their concerts are addictive. To see hundreds of other people chanting the same words as you, feeling the same feelings as you, sharing the same air as you. It's like, for those two hours, four people with some instruments can connect the world.


BUT...before all that could happen...





We (Morgan, Ricky and I) got to NYC with all hopes of going to the Metropolitan museum before AFI, because we had a lot of time to kill.
Walk walk walk, only to find out that the Met was at 80-something street, while we were currently at 60 street. If we went to the Met, there'd be no way in hell that we'd have time to enjoy ourselves and not be running like crazy back to the concert hall for AFI. Plus, we wanted to line up early, because of course, it was going to be crowded as hell.
So, we did what we usually do.
We went to Friday's. =D
The waiter was freaking cool! He didn't charge us for dessert (and we still can't figure out if this was an honest mistake or on purpose) and he was just a generally nice person--which seems like something that has gotten harder to come by. So we left him a generous tip and a cute little note on a napkin.
(Oh, and while we were in Friday's, Ricky drew a dog on his arm but it looked a LOT like ovaries. OVARY DOG!)

Anyway, we sitll had a few hours of life to kill.
We poked around the Virgin Megastore, Ricky made an obscene joke, but Morgan and I found the Holy Grail of AFI fandon.
The AFI biography (or something like it) with piiiiictures! And, apparently, Davey worked at a pear-packing industry making a little over minimun wage. Never knew that. He is KING OF THE PEARS!
But, we still had hours to kill.
So we went to Toys R Us.
Contemplated going on the huge ferris wheel, untill I realized that I hate heights and it was pretty damn high. Read our AFI book....sat down....got our energy back....made fun of the Bratz dolls.....the usual.


So, we finally left for the concert, three hours in advance. We're thinking, ALRIGHT! We're early!
Oh no.
The line wrapped around the corner, and we sat there for three hours playing hangman and the dot game-thing on a piece of yellow paper with a dying pen.
So the line FINALLY started moving.
HUZZAH!


We got into the concert hall, and it was pretty small. Nice, though. Even if Ricky got shamelessly padded down when no one else did.
We got pretty damn close to the stage, which was exciting!
Nightmare of You started, and it was nice. No one was really energized, but we were tapping out feet to it, getting really into the music. The singer/guitarist was REALLY fun to watch, he was a nutball of fun. And, their music was really good. Melodic, not too hard, not too easygoing. Perfect mix. Also, the harmonics with their guitars was outstanding.
But, it was REALLY hot in there, and were packed sardine tight.

So, Dillinger Escape Plan started setting up, and slowly our breathing space became tighter and tighter and everyone starting pushing up, trying to get a view of an empty stage.
And then--
ALL HELL BROKE LOOSE.

Now, I'm sorry, but Dillinger Escape Plan sucked. Plain and simple. Maybe it's because all I could hear was BLAHGHJWTGHWHRAWRR!!!! and bunch of bass and screaming guitar with no real motive, but it seemed they didn't have talent...just a lot of rage to vent. That's not music to me. That's anarchy of intruments. Not. Good.

But, it wasn't their music that killed us. It was their damn fans.
Because, the entire floor turned into a huge mosh pit. And not a happy little mosh pit with just flailing arms or some happy little skankin. It was just push push push, shove shove shove, punch in the face, le die, le die!!! Oh God, it was HORRIBLE.
And it wasn't helping that it was hot, sticky and crowded.


Now, any of you who have known me for more than....oh, let's say two months knows that in heat, I loose it. (Especially heat + crowds.) I start to black out and loose my vision, coherency and ability to walk in straight line, and if given the chance, I'll just plain faint. (And just for the record, yes, I have had it checked out. They say it's nothing, really.)
Through the pushing, and Morgan and Ricky and I clinging to each other, creating some sort of makeshift Triforce, holding on for dear life (!!!), I started to black out.
Shit.

But, all I could think of was, "AFI! AFI! AFI is coming on next, and if I don't make it to see the, I'll never forgive myself. Come on, they've been your favorite band for 5 years Sarah, we are going to do this!"
But we were all dying, struggling just to stand up.
So, Ricky and Morgan helped cut the path of moshers like the red sea, and we escaped out of their to the bathroom. Morgan got me a cold paper towel, which helped a lot. But my God, it was crazy as hell. An experience, let me tell you.
I don't know, someone please tell me.
HOW DO PEOPLE DO THAT FOR FUN?!

Anyway, we roamed around the concert hall for a while. I got a shirt with Jade's face on it (ahhh!) and we found something quite interesting...

A side section to the concert. A little section RIGHT next to the stage, but barred off from the huge mosh pit and the center of the stage. Here...here's a picture....


Yes, it was done in Paint.


And yes, that is how close we were to them.



AFI got on, and we all hushed.
And there, clad all in white, came the band that we all worshipped, like sinners under a church roof, we clammored, banging our fists together, screaming untill our vocal chords ruptured.
Davey lifted the microphone and belted out a chorus.
And, Morgan, Ricky and I promptly died right there. Because there was no way it was an earthly experience.

And, they played my three favorite songs--Days of the Phoenix, God Called in Sick Today and Totalimmortal. <3 <3 <3

Where we were was secluded, we were all relaxed. No moshing. Just a group of fans with our mouths wide open in shock. Most of them were sitting down, having a cup of overpriced and possibly warm beer, shouting to the person next to them.

But in front, right in front of the bars holding us back from GLOMPING anyone on stage, in front of some huge boxes of musical equipment (in which I stole the sticker for...just becuase it said AFI '06 on it.) was Morgan, Ricky and I...along with another girl next to me, two girls next to Morgan and an older woman in the corner who seemed to be enjoying herself to the point of extasy.
I loved where we were. Although we could barely hear each other, we talked to the people next to us and they were extremley nice.

(OH! And Davey had BLACK LIGHT EYE SHADOW! Crazzzzzzy stuff right there. It glowed orange but it was pink in the light.)


Anyway...
When they began playing Days of the Phoenix I died a thousand times. BESTEST SONG EVER!
I leaned over the railing and Morgan and I were belting out the lyrics, to the point when I felt something in my throat snap, but I just kept screaming.
Anyway, during the chorus, Davey came over to our side and stood on the...bars, or something at the edge of the stage and leaned over. Now I can honestly saw that I have seen the whites of Davey's eyes.
So, I leaned over more, thrusting my arm out like crazy, screaming louder than I thought was possible. "I want to, I want to, I want to STAY!"
And Davey held out the microphone to us, pointed as us (and need I remind you, the only people in front were Morgan [[ricky was behind her]], me and another girl?) and made total eye contact.
It was the craziest thirty seconds of my life. Honestly. Right there, I was so close to the man that changed me forever. And without a doubt, we saw each other and he saw for a fleeting second how much his music means to me.

Some wild stuff.


And, with that, I don't think you need to know how much our feet hurt, how sweaty we were and how much our throats hurt. Or how we couldn't find our bus to get home, or how we didn't have a seat on said bus and had to lay on the floor, or how we got home tired and beaten our feet KILLING us.

All you need to know is that I have never felt those feelings before, ever. Now I know what a multiple orgasm feels like! Hahaha.



Jade has ducky feets.








Morgan is officially the coolest girl ever.
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