so when we got there, the first act was horrible. it was like listening to a rock version of the beach boys. i love both of them, but mixing them does not work. Franz ferdinand came on at around 9-ish i guess. It took forever but i would my way through the crowd and got to this area in a corner, but i had a great view. there was even a stack of unused chairs for me to sit, especially since my foot has been kiling me since wednesday. all went well till this fat assfuck got in the way of me and started smacking the walls and stuff. he looked like a freaking idiot, even the girls standing next to him wanted him to leave.he came and went probably cutting in front of me about fifteen times, once for three songs straight. fucking asshole...
my sister was at the very front and somehow my mom managed to let the guy get her upstairs. she was really happy since she's short and every one else was almost like 7 feet tall. afterwards i got a set of pins. they're really cool
the concert ended at around 11 and by that time, my mom was wasted. seriously, she wlaked away from us at least 10 times while walkin to penn station. we missed th train at 12:54 and had to wait till 1:11 to gte the next train. so my mom and her boyfriend found a bar and me and y sister went to mcdonalds. their shakes rule <3 we got on the train and arived at our stop at around 2 and went home. we stopped by a empty ar for like ten minutes and 7-eleven for a little bit and managed to get home around 3 am. by then i was so freaking tired. but it was fun. i really don't plan on doing that again for a while...










KEREN!!! HI
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"You tell your ma, it's not against the law to talk to tomatoes."
"I hid under your porch because I love you."
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PASTA!!!!!!
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"You tell your ma, it's not against the law to talk to tomatoes."
"I hid under your porch because I love you."
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