zarina

Yesterday, I went to *this*, along with about half a million other people. It was insanity, or as I heard it described by someone else while everyone was leaving, it was hell. "Picture yourself at a concert with a really big crowd, now triple that". Insanity. There was seriously so many people in this not so big area that cell phones weren't working properly 'cause the network was always busy.

I waited in line for 2 hours for pizza. Oh yes. 2 hours.

Little Miss Kiscica was there as well, I was hoping to see her, but alas the crowd was massive and it would have been an impossible task.

My mom's boyfriend was also there, I was really hoping to see him 'cause stupid me forgot to put on sunscreen and I knew he'd have some.

My face is fried. I feel like it's on fire. It's so fried that before I put on Sooth-a-caine last night, it hurt to close my eyes.

I had a great time. AC/DC rocked my world. The Stones were superb. I smoked some pot while cops were right in front of me. I saw some insanely hot girls and wished that I had my stickers with me. I built a "campfire" or water bottles. So many great bands. So many weird little stories. Good times were had by all.

xoxo
-Zarina