turin

I think what bugs me at shows are the blonde girls with the brand new misfits t shirts that are bouncing around and being annoying as all hell. It's like, I earned the money for my ticket and your mom and dad bought you yours so "shut the hell up". It is usually the 6'2" freaks that would pull me out of the pit when I would bite off more than I could chew. I think the scardiest I ever got was when I went to see Skinny Puppy (I went with my bro and don't know any of their songs) and RIGHT when they started playing all hell broke loose and I was right in front of the stage and I had to squeeze out and some guy helped me out and asked if I was alright but he was really thinking "you 5'1" little crap, what were you thinking?!" and to tell you the thruth coughee, I wasn't! hehe.

I love it. The little chick in the mosh pit, who vaporizes at the end of the show. I love running in the same person all the time but you don't really know them you just remember their face. I miss the good ol' days at the hollywood palladium where all the best bands played and many a guys broke my heart. I loved wondering about people and how mysterious I thought they were but in reality they were probably just as insecure as I was. My brother and I use to stay up all night long and talk about the cool kids and wondered if anyone ever talked about us (in a good way). I use to be so obsessed with the older punks. I use to dream that they would be my friend. I couldn't wait until they all graduated high school and until I was a senior and the oldest punk there. Well I got my wish and graduated a year late. hahaha. Actually my best friend Valerie told me not to leave her so I graduated late subconsciously or something. The things I do for friends. Well enough about me. How was your weekend?

I swear, once I get started I just fill up everyone's journal pages!!!