kill the drama.

the weather is crap. oy. today was a blah day. i dont feel like talking about it. i dont know-- everything around me seemed to be going in slow motion and as if i were on the outside looking in. if that makes any sense. i had random urges to burst out laughing in a horrendously obnoxious fashion but held it all in. major mood swings not?

i left a CRAP ASS game of softball with that stupid bitch ms galvez to go help out with the college fair. they sent me downstairs with haifa, jenny, and a few other ppl to lead college reps up to their rooms (lol almost wrote tomb...). they told us after almost an hour and a half that we didnt have to bring them to the college office and their rooms, we just had to lead them to the elevators. WHAT??!! mofos. we made up random games of rock-paper-scissors to decide who was leading what rep up to their room, and it was just so much fun. i think i would definantely do this next year if i could...but ill actually be DOING it. the rep from boston university was so cute. oh my god. i got to bring him to the elevators and in that time period he told me he was 27 (i told him "dont u look a little young to be doing this...?"), graduated in 1999, something about shaving. it was lovely. he reminded me of prince william. :P jenny and i freaked when the rep for columbia came...we both ended up escorting him to the elevator and it was the funniest thing in my life. that and the signals the three of us made up to sign for yale, harvard, and columbia. so, juniors from 3 or 4 other private schools came...lovely ppl some of them...hung out with misha and jenny after being kicked out of the cafeteria by ms niuwenhaus. how crap ass is it that we didnt get to have any food? we took some anyway. i saw a really cute chinese guy when leaving; that just doesnt happen very often...a milestone, really. then i went home.

yesterday: punchline! ahh. i got out of my piano lesson and got to the continental at 1-ish (two hours early). i went to 23rd and 3rd on the bus to meet aisha and return to the continental. we conversed with these three girls joanna, jackie, and lucy for a while we waited and before tima came. joanna was telling us about how "at the brand new show the pit got so bad that jesse had to stop the show and he was like 'get all the girls out NOW'" aww.. i think the goodwill were the first van + trailer to pull up. then hidden in plain views van and trailer. when drummer boy came out jackie and i died. she was spazzing about the guitarist kyle but i really didnt know who that was. it was all about the drummer...so then allister pulled up and aisha and i kept trying to figure out if this guy was scott or not. on the line which we got kicked out of several times, there was this guy named dylan who jackie knew or something and i think was part of socratic. not sure...but anyway he was ..interesting. WE SAW GAY-PETE! he lives! i freaked and shrieked "ITSGAYPETE!" (gay pete is this guy who we always thought was petes twin gay brother at all the shows but sadly was not at the last) hes so small and works at the continental...? and of course steve came cuz thats just what steve does. jackie and co. called him sugarcult steve but we call him concert steve. hmm ok. so he came over and chatted with us for a bit, and after half an hour we got let in.

we all plopped down on the stage and the place filled up. the goodwill was up first...crazy guitarist. he was all over the place. it was weird cuz our faces were at crotch level and it was a little odd but fun nonetheless. it was funny having a kinda gyrating crotch in ur face while ur singing along lol.

punchline was up next, and tima and i swooned as our beloved steve paul chris and pj setted up. we sed hi to pj and he was like 'i just woke up..' hah. paul looked a bit under the weather and it was sad seeing him kinda mope while setting up wires. but later on in the set, he lightened up and he and steve started laughing and joking and stuff. usually chris is in the middle but this time steve was...but it was awesome cuz u kno how we love steve..so they set up and started playing. <3 the setlist:

-open up
-not afriad
-heart transplant
-getting there is getting by
-time in a picture
-just getting started
-play
-battlescars

and yeah i think thats about it. of course we were screaming all the words and swooning at steve and paul and co. at the same time. steve apologized for being late: "sorry we were late coming in...it was your damn city traffic!" something along those lines. you all know how i tend to misquote for my own convienience. they were AWESOME overall. we went insane when chris annouced that they were coming back on june 16 with fall out boy. i almost died. my head felt so light....and being a psycho spazz i got my tickets that night.


fall out boy. punchline. anberlin. don't look down.
the knitting factory. june 16 2004. 7PM.


after the finished, they were packing up and we were chatting amongst ourselves about how fun that just was. then steve came over and tapped my hand. i turned around and he dropped his yellow pick into my hand and grinned. whhhaaattt..i smiled like a crackhead and said thanks while staring at the pick in semi-disbelief. AWESOME. steve i love you.

the hidden in plain view drummer came on the stage to set up his drums and i think i couldve died happy right there. it was sick how tima and i just oogled...and oogled. he was beautiful. i would make up some metaphor about skill and banging drums but i know itll just end up even more pathetic. :-/ everyone came onstage...and the singer was SO CLOSE TO ME. like i couldve just given him a kiss or something. i was pissed i didnt know the words to any songs but shaman witch w.e. bleh. he was a really good front man...like jason vena as a massively hairy beast. my shallow statement of the day. he sang into timas face. it was brilliant. again, crotch in face. cant complain, they did a really awesome set. gotta stop usuing that word.

allister took FOREVER TO SET UP. -dies- goddamn ur faulty drums!! after like 20-25 mins they started. i think my favorite songs were 'somewhere in fullerton' 'overrated' and 'flypaper'. my legs actually are now fully bruises and cramped cuz we were pressed so hard against the stage by the crowd. and also running around during college fair. PAIN PAIN PAIN! lol we were half on the stage at a few points and scott almost stepped on us. kyle sang into timas face during one song and mouthed 'i dont know the words!' later on when we met him i brought that up and sed i yelled back 'neither do i!' and he laughed...it was sad. tima and i love to hate allister. and hate to love them. oy. by the end, i was completely covered in scotts spit and sweat. and prolly the spit and sweat of all the bands.

aftershow. sed hi to drummer boy but forgot picture. as stupid as not getting picture with jason vena. bullocks. found steve and chatted with him for a bit and got pictures. thanked him for the pick and he was like 'yeah cool ur welcome...' and i died. found paul who was obviously in a better mood. tima sed something about us being at the merch booth at irivng and it was just him and he was sad cuz he was alone...and i sed shut up how do u think he cud remember that?! and he was like 'actually..i do...' ahh. and he was lovely and we got pictures. proceeded to give chris his bday present.

me: hi chris! uh it was ur bday yesterday right...
chris: yeah!
me: so we got u a present...
chris: no u didnt...! [eyes kinda pop like hes shocked'

we got him necco wafers cuz thats wat he wrote on the website and he was like 'ahh! necco wafers! i love these!'

aisha: we know...lol.

and chris proceeded to give me, tima, and aisha impulsive hugs. so we wished him happy bday again, and tima and aisha bought merch. and i talked to scott. no more free allister posters with pre-ordered ticket=ass. kyle is really cool and really nice. we wanted a picture/signing of the ticket with one of the guitarists from hipv...but he was with his gf and it would be kinda awkward so we didnt try. went outside, hung out and chatted with hipv guitarist. aka the lovechild of soco andrew and fob patrick. i told him that and he sed 'ill take that as a compliment cuz theyre both great guys.' and we chatted more then left/ awesome concert.

i love punchline so much its sick. i might die of hapiness at the fob and punchline concert.

posted by Jennie @ 9:36 PM