kill the drama.

today. saw 'the terminal' w/ jenny and martha. bruises suck. theyre like battscar trophy type things, but they suck. ate pizza. too much garlic powder. the end.

friday. FALL OUT BOY show in jersey. missed danja, clarissa, and mumu's joint sweet 16. so i went over to aishas house around 2:30 and met up with her dad around 3 to drive to the sayresville ballroom. it took us 2 1/2 almost 3 hours to find the place which was in the middle of a hick town, so of course we came up with tons of hick puns. there was a real tank across the street from the parking lot. go figure.

Makupbag [10:39 PM]: and its hicksville do these people realise its nothing to be proud of

we got to the venue around 5, and found tiffany, who drove with nel to the show for their 4/5-date FOB road trip. her friend lauren was right next to the doors (first in line) so we met up with her, her friend and riana. amy came a bit later. nels car key broke and tigs had to put up with one of nels breakdownish 'episodes'. aisha and riana spent half an hour listening to her ramble about how she and nate belong together and a whole bunch of other stuff that was a bit strange. the rst of us kinda just hung out with each other and had a little bonding session. tigs sed @ the pittsburg show they were gonna have dinner and go bowling with FOB before the show. we talked about what race pete was.

tigs: he's part hawaiian, hes part dutch...hes basically a huge jumble of ethnicities...he describes himself as a mutt.

they let us in around 7, and we ran to the stage and got front and center. i was so pissed i didnt grab one of the tour posters off the wall. bleh. so we chatted and watched fuse on the huge screen while we waited. i really liked the starland ballroom stage. it was the perfect size, not towering above and not a puny one. i was in surprisingly good condition by the time it was anberlins set; i wasnt even sweating that much. tigs and i noted that its getting harder and harder to find time to talk to pete, and cuz of all the new fans and stuff, you begin to feel like a burden cuz ur there and u want to talk to them, not get an autograph or what not.

punchline came onstage and started playing at 8. they did
-play
-heart transplant
-open up
-battlescars
-just getting started
and maybe one more. i think. im spacing out. we yelled getting there is getting by again but they didnt do it. bleh. we sang along to everyone song really loud but had INSANE punchline fans behind us so...uh..yeah. after their set, steve came down in front of the barrier to say hi to ppl up front. wen he made it to us he recognized us and was like 'hiii!!'. it was fun, i had a little dork moment. aisha pointed out the blue streetteam triangles we had drawn on our faces and steve was like 'aah!; and pointed to it.

dont look down were on next, and the fact that the microphone was working for the lead singer this time really made a difference. i liked them so much more this time cuz all the songs didnt sound the same. mhm yes. tigs was crying because her shoulders were hurting cuz of the FUCKING CROWDSURFERS. IVE NEVER BEEN TO A SHOW WITH SO MANY PEOPLE SMACKING THE BACK OF MY HEAD AND MY NECK SNAPPING FORWARD. AND PEOPLE LANDING ON TOP OF ME CUZ THEYRE SO HUGE IT TAKE TWO SECURITY GUARDS TO LIFT THEM. I HATE CROWDSURFERS! DIEEE.

anberlin was awesome. aahhh. amy kept swooning over deon which was amusing. and tigs was telling us about why she started calling deon 'diva' (which caught on) cuz hes so high maintenance (but is 'the nicest good christian boy') and does a hair flip all the time lol. plaid/flannel is the new tight black tshirt for guys. pete rocks the flannel. deon rocks the flannel. jason from acceptance, ian from lps, the list goes on. its a good thing for country bumpkins. aisha and i were singing along to every word at the top of our lungs, and during one song, stephen kept looking right at us and grinning. yay. jimmy was one our side and so i got a whole bunch of good pix of him. hes awesome. and when nate drums hes all over the place and its so entertaining to watch. but deon rocking out in the corner is definantely the best. he doesnt really move from this invisible line between him and nate.

fall out boy is taking longer and longer to set up. it was the william hung look alike roadie who i still dont know the name of that was single handedly setting up everything. so finally they came on and played the same songs they did during the wednesday show. before 'love will tear us apart', pete coerced patrick into doing the molly ringwald dance from the breakfast club that made me laugh so hard it was insane cuz its one of my favorite movies. and patrick was really good at it too. pete did another one of his pre-grenade jumper speeches that made me really happy. during one of the songs aisha we were all singing our asses off, pete pointed back @ us (me and aisha) and smiled really big. that made my day. :D the set got crazier everyminute and the longer the set progressed, the more crowdsurfers contributed to my minor concussion.

bruise count:
-neck
-shoulders
-armpits
-collarbone area
-boobs
-arms
-abdomen
-thighs
-heel

THEY DID HONORABLE MENTION!! -dies- pete was like 'i dont remember how to play it..' and it looked like he was really reluctant to do it. he started explaining to the crowd that it was an old song and they hadnt practiced it in a while. patrick: 'well since im the only one who still remembers it ill do it..' and so he did it alone with maximum 15 people (including me and aisha) who knew the words. in your face to the little whores in skinny tanktops and helium-esque voices who sang like prissy choir girls in the corner of the stage. god that just made me so happy that they did it. tigs finally got pulled out because she couldnt take the pain in her shoulders. after the set was over, we more or less floated around the floor and merch areas for a bit.

@ the punchline merch area, we bumped into amanda who was like 'where were you guys?! i called ur cell a million times!!'. well i handed out the postcards from last time so i did do something. said hi to isaac the nightbeast. amy tried to get steves attention by tapping his shoulder but it didnt work. he tapped his arm and he turned around and sed hi. and wen steve saw us, he engulfed me into this huge hug that caught me off guard. aisha too i think. he gave her a discount for her hat cuz he recognized his/were on the street team/both. good times. i love my picture with him. its cute cuz we both look like we won a million dollars. cheesy thing to say, but we do. we showed him the blue triangles and hes like 'wait i dont see it...no! whoaaa'. i turned around and there was PJ looking @ us in a creepy wat and hes like 'i know youuuu.' i laughed, it was great. got a picture. bumped into paul who was tipsy or something. got a picture with him. the picture is weird cuz i didnt kno he was going to throw both arms around me and aisha snapped the picture right then.

we walked to the anberlin/FOB/DLD merch area and bumped into jimmy. i love jimmy. he was like 'i saw you guys up front!' and asked for our names. hes so cool. gah. and hes really nice. we got pix with him and sed bye. got anberlin merch. pix. its impossible to have a picture of me with them cuz i get all weird and i look i just got hit by a car. so wen i put up my pix on webshots (satan) im going to blot out my face. got FOB merch as well. i asked jordan to see his new tattoo that he got w/ joe and ppl and he was like 'what tattoo? i dont have a moustache tattoo...*raises his tattoo on his index finger up to his nose*' lol. saw chris, sed hi and gave him the necco wafers and he got really excited about them. its amusing how he knows us as the necco girls. got pictures. auntie ying burst thru the door followed by a security guard trying to get amy.

guard: oh THATS your daughter?! i was in front of her the entire night!!

we went outside to wait more cuz we wanted to talk to pete and co. with tigs who wasnt in great shape. we went to the back and saw an entire swarm of ppl were waiting outside the barricades next to the trailers. so we found a spot near the wall out of the way to nurse tigs's shoulders. andy came out. got swarmed around. so was nate. nates a 'typical good christian boy who never curses and is always nice to you' so of course he got a pic w/ all the girls that asked. he wandered over to us and tigs yelled 'diva!!' and he turned around was like 'you were the one that started that shit??' and tigs was like 'whoa..he NEVER curses!' lol. tigs then started to hyperventilate and have spasms. she couldnt breathe cuz her shoulders were in such bad condition. she kept saying she had to talk to pete/joe and get a hug from patrick. so joe and pete came out, and they were surrounded. paul came along and i said

me: paul can you try and get pete to come over here? hes completely surrounded by those girls.
paul: mm yeah he is. its going to be hard...
me: can you distract him somehow? like flash him. -flashing motion- him!
paul: haha ill give it a try.

(goes over) Paul: HEY PETE! (tries to flash him)
(sulks back) it didnt work!
me: sighs thanks anyway
paul: just wait a bit

after like 15 minutes, joe came over after i ran over to him and pete and asked them to come over wen they were done with autographs and everything (pete: haha good news or bad news? me: uh..good news?). i told him about tigs shoulder but hesitated after a bit cuz i realized it was pointless telling him what was wrong. he said 'um..well what can i do?' pete came over and we told him and he told tigs she had to go to the hospital but she was being all macho and defiant and pete began to insist on it. he and joe started talking baout getting the paremedics over. pete started telling me that i had to call them back and tell them how she was doing afterwards and wrote andys number on my arm and made me promise to call (i did; shes ok). got pix with pete, and wen he saw aisha they started talking about her journal that she gave him.

aisha: have oyu gotten a chance to read it yet?
pete: no..honestly i havent had that much time, but i did read two really short entries..there was a sentence i really liked...something about home? house? uh...(rambling/mutterings).did you write all of it?
aisha: yeah
pete: its really good

...and aisha freaked out in the car. we both did but i was half past dead. to hear your idol approve of your work they inspired is AWESOME. we sed bye to pete and to joe and drove home. a most awesome time. in the car, aisha told me about how @ the KF show, nel was telling her about how she loves DLd's music, but hates the guys...and the DLD bassist was next to them and yelled @ her for trashing them. and she told everyone she hated punchline. then during the punchline set, nel put her head down and they thought she had fallen asleep during their set. afterwards, pete, joe, punchline, and DLD yelled at her for being so disrespectful. ("falling asleep during their set?? thats SO INCONSIDORATE and DISRESPECTFUL!"). go pete. anberlin disapproved but didnt confront her. she sed no one on the tour is mean to her (but they dont talk to her cept nate really) and shes not on good terms with pete at all.
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i hate the little things in life that (really) count. maybe i should start writing and do some quality secondhand poetry. actually i dont like poetry all that much. lets do some of that secondhand profound&insightful BS.

posted by Jennie @ 1:37 AM