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| Current music: | "Black Lung"-Rancid |
SOMETHING AWESOMENESS HAPPENED TO ME.
Well...long time no see blurty fwiends. I'm sorry about that...but my internet is bisexual and it kicks me off every five minutes so I said fuck it and left it alone for awhile. But, now I'm back. Yay...or not.
YESTERDAY WAS THE BEST DAY OF MY MOTHERTRUCKING LIFE. Seriously. It was Warped...and it rawked my sawks. (^_~) I went with one of my friends named Stacy...and...wow.
We left like really early and got there at 10ish...and sat there at the gate. This guy comes over to us and asks us if we want to be in a movie. I'm like..."Um...hell, yes." Then I thought...it better not be a porno.
It wasn't. It was a slasher movie that they're doing, called...I think Punk Rock Holocaust. It's probably direct to video. But..still...I'M IN THAT MOVIE. I'm in a Rancid mosh pit beside this guy that gets killed...he's supposebly my boyfriend in it, too...so that's awesomeness. While we were filming, TIM ARMSTRONG (in case you don't know, from RANCID) comes out and watches us. THIS DOESN'T MAKE ME NERVOUS. Riiiiiiiiiiiiight.
After we were done filming, I'm covered in 'blood' (corn syrup) and Tim comes up to us and goes...
"You guys are hardcore. I'm going to do something for you."
I'm flipping...Tim's talking to me....Tim Mothertrucker Armstrong is talking to me. He comes back and gives me and Stacy autographed programs. Him and Lars. I died. And then came back to life...
Yeah...during The Used (which rocked, by the way.) I got kicked by an inexperianced crowdsurfer. He kicked me right in the eyebrow, too. IT HURT LIKE A BIOTCH...and after the show...I noticed that it was bleeding profusely. That hurt. Burt jumped into the crowd off an amp that was thirty feet in the air. He was like..."You motherfuckers better not drop me." I was on the other side of the crowd...darnit.
Then we went to go see the Damones. Who kick ass by the way...support them. Then...Tsunami Bombs...THEY FREAKING ROCKED. That they did. I even met them afterwards. They were so nice.
After that was Mest. Mest...was...awesome, even under the circumstances. They took forever to get set up. And...all the guys except for Tony came out and were looking toward the back. I was up at the front right against the railing...wondering what was going on...and then these two guys came out carrying Tony, who looked like he was going to be sick. They set him on this recliner lawn chair and he just laid there for awhile. All the guys were looking worried. Then he gets a mike and goes...
"All the doctors and all the guys advised me not to play tonight. But, I have to play for you guys. As you can see, I can't walk, and I'm in a lot of pain. I'm going to tough it out for you guys. I love you guys."
Then they started playing 'Opinions' and Jeremiah had to sing for Tony...he looked like he was going to be sick. Then, he started singing halfway through and by the next song he got up with a guitar and played. Then he had to sit back down and try to sing. It was heartbreaking. Then Tony goes...
"You see those motherfuckers over there." He was pointing to people over at the next stage. "Those guys can suck my dick for not supporting us." And everybody flipped them off. It was hilarious.
"But you guys...You guys are awesome. Thanks for putting up with me. But, I can't stay the whole time. So, I'm going to sing one more song, and I'm going to let you guys choose. Either 'Fuck the Greyhound Bus' or 'Drawing Board'."
Everybody screamed 'Fuck the Greyhound Bus'. And, it kicked arse.
Then he had to get a wheelchair, and he was excited about that. Really excited. He wanted the guy that was pushing him to do wheelies and everything.
Gah...but, I felt so bad for Tony.
AND THEN...THEN...THEN...THEN...
I was getting autographs from Nick and Matt because they stayed behind and Matt...touched my stomach as he was signing my shirt. He looked up at me and winked and then moved his hand to my bach and pulled me closer and whispered...
"I saw you at the show...I'm going to the hospital after this so I can check up on Tony. If you want to come...I'd be happy to take you."
I was like..."FUCKING A!"
But...Stacy didn't want to go. She wanted to see The Ataris, and, yeah...so did I...but, they'll come back to Indiana. I mean...Kris IS from here. How many chances do you get invited to the hospital to go check up on TONY OF FREAKING MEST?!?! THAT'S WHAT I THOUGHT.
So I told Matt that and he goes...
"Dammit...I don't think I'll be able to bring you back. But, if you want, she can pick you up at the hospital."
And I told Stacy that and she wasn't too happy about it. So, Matt talked to her and he convinced her to do that. AND I WENT WITH MATT TO THE FUCKING HOSPITAL TO CHECK UP ON TONY.
I just chilled with Matt in the waiting room. It was awesome. It was chilly in there so he let me wear his jacket. We talked...we flirted...we made wild crazy love...oh...wait...that one was my dream. XD
But...we just sat there and talked. It was awesome. We have SO much in common. It's unbelievable. And, he said that I had a beautiful smile. ^_^ Towards 9:30, Matt got a call on his cell phone and it was the bus driver telling him that they were going to leave him at ten. So, Matt got pissed and got on the phone with his tour manager...and went off. So, the bus came to the hospital and waited.
Around eleven, Nick came into the waiting room and told us that Tony had fractured a disk or something. They had just given him pain medicine and STRICT instructions to stay off of his feet.
They were getting ready to leave when we noticed that STACY STILL WASN'T THERE. So, Matt told the guys to go get something to eat while he waited with me. I was kinda sad that I only met Nick and Matt...but...MATT WAS STILL FLIRTING WITH ME.
Then...when everyone was gone...Matt started talking about how he would like to see me again.
"You know...we're coming back here in October. I'd really like to see you there. If you want."
I'm thinking...are you freaking crazy? HELL YES.
So...at that point...Stacy comes up and Matt gets up and gives me a HUGE hug and a peck on the cheek, and says...
"See ya later."
GAH...THAT WAS THE BEST FREAKING NIGHT EVER. SERIOUSLY.
Ok...enough of Matt...for now. Tomorrow morning I'm getting on a plane and heading out to CALI!!!! I can't wait. Little nervous...but pretty soon...I'M GOING TO BE REALLY NERVOUS. But...it's okay. Matt likes me.
Gah...
MATT LIKES ME!
Yeah...so...I'm not going to be on AIM for three weeks. Sorry guys. I love you all dearly. But...it's CALI.... and MATT LIKES ME.
REMEMBER ALL MY BLURTY FWIENDS...I LOVE YOU ALL!!!!!!! (I LOVE YOU MORE! ^_~) And, Matt likes me.
True Story,
Riot Girl
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