There's a spider in my room and it was crawling on my arm and I freaked it flicked it away. So I'm giving it some time to find its way out of my room so I can go back up (I know, I'm a big pansy). Anyway, I went to a local show last night. It was my first local show since sometime last year so I was excited! The bands playing were Calculating Genocide, Stygian, Alegaeon, Iconocaust, and Carcinoma. If you're into metal, check them out! They all put on a very good show! I also met Aluka there! She's super cool! So yea don't ad her cuz I wanna hog all the coolness to myself! Jk 
. O, and today's her birthday so everyone go wish her a happy birthday!! (Aluka, I hope you're reading this so you can see how awesome you are! 
) So before the show, I had a headache. I was hoping for it to go away before the show started but it didn't 
. But I'm not one to let that get to me . So I proceeded to go up to the front and head bang to each and every song! I was gunna mosh at the beginning, but there were these 2 really big guys (one who I nicknamed the truck. You'll find out why if you keep reading) that joined the mosh and I didn't feel like being splattered across the floor. The truck smashed a full beer can on his head like it was a piece of paper! And everytime one of those 2 hit someone, that person went flying to the opposite side of the pit. So yea, I felt like living. After headbanging to the first 3 bands, my headache finally started getting to me, so I sat out for a while. I guess somewhere in there my wanting to live brain cell died, cuz I decided to go mosh. It was fun for a lil bit. And then one of the really big guys decided to join in and felt like I was a good person to hit. With my wanting to live brain cell being dead, I decided I would try to hit back. Yea, bad idea. I got the wind knocked outta me and flew back, and he stood there like nothing happened. I seriously felt like I got hit by a truck (hence the nickname). The left side of my body went limp and numb. So or carcinoma I stayed sitting the whole time. This morning I woke up and could barely move! My neck still really hurts from headbanging, so I'm hoping sleep tonight will make it feel better.
Soooo, as you all know, today is father's day. If any of you reading are fathers, HAPPY FATHER'S DAY!! I took my dad out to some seafood restaurant he wanted to go to and holy crap that place was expensive! Thank god my mom was splitting the bill with me cuz I would be flat broke if she didn't. But anyway, I have a short story. This is my lame, wimpy, sappy side coming out. But across from us at the restaurant there was this man sitting at the table eating by himself. I don't know if he was a father or a son or both, but he looked really lonely and it made me really sad. It didn't look like he was having a very good father's day. But yea, that's my short story. Lame, I know, but I hope that guy is doing better. Wow, this blog is getting kinda long! Well I will wrap it up now. If any of you are actually still reading, thank you and goodnight! I hope you are all doing well
. O, and today's her birthday so everyone go wish her a happy birthday!! (Aluka, I hope you're reading this so you can see how awesome you are! ) So before the show, I had a headache. I was hoping for it to go away before the show started but it didn't . But I'm not one to let that get to me . So I proceeded to go up to the front and head bang to each and every song! I was gunna mosh at the beginning, but there were these 2 really big guys (one who I nicknamed the truck. You'll find out why if you keep reading) that joined the mosh and I didn't feel like being splattered across the floor. The truck smashed a full beer can on his head like it was a piece of paper! And everytime one of those 2 hit someone, that person went flying to the opposite side of the pit. So yea, I felt like living. After headbanging to the first 3 bands, my headache finally started getting to me, so I sat out for a while. I guess somewhere in there my wanting to live brain cell died, cuz I decided to go mosh. It was fun for a lil bit. And then one of the really big guys decided to join in and felt like I was a good person to hit. With my wanting to live brain cell being dead, I decided I would try to hit back. Yea, bad idea. I got the wind knocked outta me and flew back, and he stood there like nothing happened. I seriously felt like I got hit by a truck (hence the nickname). The left side of my body went limp and numb. So or carcinoma I stayed sitting the whole time. This morning I woke up and could barely move! My neck still really hurts from headbanging, so I'm hoping sleep tonight will make it feel better.
Soooo, as you all know, today is father's day. If any of you reading are fathers, HAPPY FATHER'S DAY!! I took my dad out to some seafood restaurant he wanted to go to and holy crap that place was expensive! Thank god my mom was splitting the bill with me cuz I would be flat broke if she didn't. But anyway, I have a short story. This is my lame, wimpy, sappy side coming out. But across from us at the restaurant there was this man sitting at the table eating by himself. I don't know if he was a father or a son or both, but he looked really lonely and it made me really sad
. It didn't look like he was having a very good father's day. But yea, that's my short story. Lame, I know, but I hope that guy is doing better. Wow, this blog is getting kinda long! Well I will wrap it up now. If any of you are actually still reading, thank you and goodnight! I hope you are all doing well
Thank you!