Liz, Bubba, Ti, and I went to Metal Fest. Now, I'm not a big Metalcore fan, but I had a great time. I learned what "hardcore dancing" is, and it is quite interesting to watch. The people there were so nice and didn't say anything rude or mean. The energy was great. The mosh pit was awesome. I loved watching everyone beat the crap out of one another.
Liz had to leave early, because of an emergency. I stayed and she caught a ride with someone else. Not long after she left I smoked weed and got drunk. Boy, did she miss out.
"I also got a broken beer bottle shoved into my arm by accident by a drunkard."
"Oh, and some fatass, moshed into this other fatass, who was standing in front of me, and I got alot of fatass on me, that almost knocked me on my not-so-fatass."
I got to know the guitarist from Aggrofate. He's a really sweet guy and he looks cute when he "hardcore dances." Shut up. I'm not getting all emo all over him, he's just cool to talk to and hang around. Plus, he has a girlfriend.
I didn't even get to see Aggrofate, because right when they were setting up, I had to leave...because Liz left with some guy, and we didn't know where she was, and all of that bullshit. I'm never bringing her with me to another concert. She'll have to get her own ride...Bubba included. Ti and I were the only ones who could have stayed as long as we wanted.
I didn't "rock out" to any of the bands. I just stood there and watched. As pissed off as some people may be at this, I can't bring myself to "hardcore dancing" or "rocking out" to "Metalcore music." Don't get me wrong, most of the bands were decent and the entire night was great, but I didn't moist my pants any.
"...and there is an insomnatic bird chirping outside my window at 11:51 PM."
Liz had to leave early, because of an emergency. I stayed and she caught a ride with someone else. Not long after she left I smoked weed and got drunk. Boy, did she miss out.
"I also got a broken beer bottle shoved into my arm by accident by a drunkard."
"Oh, and some fatass, moshed into this other fatass, who was standing in front of me, and I got alot of fatass on me, that almost knocked me on my not-so-fatass."
I got to know the guitarist from Aggrofate. He's a really sweet guy and he looks cute when he "hardcore dances." Shut up. I'm not getting all emo all over him, he's just cool to talk to and hang around. Plus, he has a girlfriend.
I didn't even get to see Aggrofate, because right when they were setting up, I had to leave...because Liz left with some guy, and we didn't know where she was, and all of that bullshit. I'm never bringing her with me to another concert. She'll have to get her own ride...Bubba included. Ti and I were the only ones who could have stayed as long as we wanted.
I didn't "rock out" to any of the bands. I just stood there and watched. As pissed off as some people may be at this, I can't bring myself to "hardcore dancing" or "rocking out" to "Metalcore music." Don't get me wrong, most of the bands were decent and the entire night was great, but I didn't moist my pants any.
"...and there is an insomnatic bird chirping outside my window at 11:51 PM."