arienettelyn's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- we have a german! oh man...too much boring shit to bore you with. but i suppose i'll do it anyway, won't i? we left about 7am, me, randy, and kenny, with my dad in tow, even though i drove...so i'm not too sure on the logic... anyway, i drove fine (of course) and we listened to boy sets fire and then kenny's pop goes punk cd which was...entertaining. we got to a mcdonalds and i didnt feel well but tried to eat anyway because i knew i'd regret it later and i hate like half a sandwich and a hashbrown...mmm....then, of course, due to the greasiness, i got even more sick. maybe i need an upper endoscopy and a colonoscopy to evaluate my problem! the mcdonald's was flooded with kids on their way to the show...and a creepy lady bitching about her coffee and how it wasn't brewed properly. then we went to the car and LATHERED UP with sunblock. we got to the meadows, waited on a huge line...went inside...it was hot....we saw a band called grover dill play for a few mins, then some metal band with a violin which i thought was cool... we wandered around looking for these schedules that everyone else seemed to have, and finally found some. then i made them sit in the building for awhile, because it was hot and we didn't wanna see any bands till later anyway. we saw the exies at 11:40, i wasn't too impressed, even though i'm pretty sure i liked them the last time i saw them. oh well. then i think we went back the building, because i had gotten (of course) some sunscreen in my eye....ahhhh! some singing was done...some kenny's were hit with hacky sacks...did i spell that right? then we went back outside into the HOT HOT HEAT *giggle* and kenny got a hat with an all american rejects patch on it....which, by the way, was a real winner...then we went to the radio stations little tent thing, and watched the guys interview a band called...story of the year, i think? they were funny...then, we stuck around because boy sets fire were supposed to be the next band interviewed. we witnessed what i consider to be a horribly degrading wet tshirt contest for ticket upgrades, then we watched the guards basically proposition all the women around....and...ahh...i saw a lesbians boobies! haha....oh man we were SURROUNDED by scary lesbians... the dj's had 2 girls make out with each other in order to get an extra ticket for their friend, and then 2 of the lesbians offered to do it for an upgrade or something, and one of the strippers on stage says its not weird for girls to make out, because nowadays EVERYONE does it. so one of the lesbians suggested they get 2 guys to make out. every person made this disgusted face....why the fuck is that??? anyway...boy sets fire came out, or chad, nathan, and their new german bassist did, anyway. kenny got to ask them a question, and it was something like...if you ever met george bush, what issues would you bring up with him or something...and they seemed pretty excited about the question! (i had thought it was dumb to bring up something like that, i guess i was wrong!) they said they thought everyone was gonna ask dumb questions, like what their favorite color was or something and they said they'd be like...what was that you said? what is my view on the foreign policy? i found that funny...you probably can't even tell what i'm talking about...but...blah. ok so chad answered his question...or didn't really, he said he wouldn't know where to begin with george bush because he's so...off...and then something about him only helping his friends....i have such a terrible memory...but it was so weird to see this guy who i see on my fucking dvd all the time like...holding a conversation with a friend of mine. weird weird weird. anyway, because he asked a question, kenny got to go behind the special barricade or whatever and talk to them after they were done with the interview. randy gave him his hat to get autographed, and i gave randy my schedule (it had a spot for autographs, haha) but apparently somehow the the message was confused and when he returned, kenny had his schedule signed, and randy had his hat signed, but my schedule was empty. so....i was kinda pissed. but i'm over it...autographs are fucking stupid anyway. they don't really mean anything, especially if you didn't get them yourself. so moving on....we walked back over to the stages and saw story of the year play, they were pretty good but the bastards cut em off after 3 songs, which was quite unfair. they started playing a fourth, and they turned off all their shit. that sucked man...another band played the other stage, but we waited there because bsf was coming on next... they came on, did 4 songs, release the dogs, after the eulogy, last year's nest, and rookie. and everyone...was CROWD SURFING. during boy sets fire!!! THERE IS NO CROWD SURFING DURING BOY SETS FIRE!!!! during boy sets fire the appropriate action is MOSHING, thank you. there were way too many preppy kids soarin over my heads who had no idea what the hell music they were hearing. one girl kicked me in the head. i got dizzy for a little while...now i have 2 weird scratches near my hairline on the side of my head, and one little cut near my eyebrow. and it hurts, so maybe there'll be bruise tomorrow. and just so you know, the girl kicked me just as rookie was starting...therefore, i didn't get to see if the rookie dance occurred. thankfully, i was later informed that he did not complete the full dance. also, my earrings were ripped out during their performance. i was able to recover the earrings, but not the backs. :( after that we chilled for a little bit, it was SO fucking hot...randy was already burnt, i was in a few places too....and i was cranky as hell. we watched hot hot heat at 3:30, i think...and i have never seen so many crowd surfers in my fucking life. my bandanna which was expertly protecting my scalp and forhead from the sun, was ripped off by a crowd surfer and i later found some guy had picked it up and put it on his head. so...i let him keep it. haha....anyway, hot hot heat were good, but very difficult to enjoy due to the idiotic fucking crowd surfers...and we were far back too....grrr...but thankfully, they sang oh, goddamnit which is the coolest song ever... we went and sat again, and i was all "i am NOT going back there, blah blah i'll just sit here and listen to third eye blind from here but i am NOT going back there" of course, when the time, came, we went back there. or...well, pretty far away. we could barely see or hear, so me and randy just got on line to get some drinks while kenny waited at the other stage for autopilot off to come on. from the line, we could see third eye blind a bit. i was in such a bad mood though, i wasn't really interested. but they started with blinded, then anything, crystal baller...graduate, some other new song, the one about the taste for danger, and then jumper, i think that was all. autopilot off came on, i had no interest in seeing them, as i saw them 1 month ago today and was not overly impressed, so i went to the bathroom and tried to clean myself up a bit. after autopilot off, i found them and we left. eve 6 was starting, and the pavilion was just opening for trapt, hoobastank, evanescence and staind. i did want to see hoobastank a little, but i was in a lot of pain and hot and feeling like i was gonna puke and basically, i think we had all had enough. so now we're home, the neighbors are setting off insane amounts of illegal fireworks and driving me crazy. i have 3 tapes to type for my mother, and i only got 1.5 hours of sleep last night so i'm pretty tired...i suppose i could go to bed early and then wake up early and do some work before i go to my other job at 3 tomorrow...but...then i would have to miss the wonders of brendan leonard and that 70's show. which, as we all know, would be a complete tragedy. this is getting kind of long... 8:33 p.m. - 2003-07-04 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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