I need more friends. There's only one I can normally rely on to hang out with me, but she's been trapped in a little boyfriend bubble for quite some time now. I feel like my life revolves around Rinsma too much, which is stupidly pathetic. Since I don't do anything when I'm not with him, days just go by slowly, wondering what he's up too. Gosh, I sound pathetic.
I just suck at making new friends, and I'm too judgemental in person. And that's a trait I really would love to lose, and how to lose it? --- meet new people, and hold back from doing a mental analytical essay on everything I hate about them.
Let's be friends?
Wednesday, December 09, 2009
Tales from another broken home
The only time I'm familar with water rippling ever so slightly is when I go into a body of water, such as a bath, spa, pool or beach, slowly. But last night I had a different experience that left my cup of water rippling inside. I went to my first concert ever. Green Day.
It was an experience I'm hopefully going to remember forever unless I get alzheimer's in my late years. I, for one, wish that will never happen. I was quite disappointed though, that I was so far away from the stage. It made photo opportunities slim pickin'. But I didn't complain, at least I wasn't at the very back like the people who were.
Jet opened up the night. Mum hates Jet, I love Jet. They were great and full of energy. Sadly, I only knew four songs sung by them, which happens to be their famous ones. Mother thought Look what you've done wasn't by them at started bad mouthing them for doing a cover. To her dismay, it was by them. Also, she didn't bad mouth Green Day when Billie Joe started saying "I am Ironman," or when he sung Hey Jude, Highway to Hell and Shout. He didn't complete them, but he still started them.
I love their effects. They know how to use fire to their advantage, and scare the living shit out of me when fake, loud, gun bangs played during 21 Guns.
Billie Joe really loves his audience though. He let a boy get 'exorcised' in front of everyone. He let a girl sing practically the whole song of Longview, which she used to her advantage - running around stage like a female Billie Joe, hugging Mike Dirnt on base and chilling with Tre Cool on drums. Billie Joe let another boy stage dive into the mosh pit, as well as another. He strip teased, and before Green Day played a drunk bunny was on stage, obeying the audience's request to "skull, skull, skull."
On another note, what happens if, instead of saying "BRISBANE!" he said "SYDNEY" or even "LONDON!" How would the crowd feel? Would we boo down Sydney, or even London? Would the audience sound very confused? Who knows, but I'm glad he didn't. But this makes me wonder, what if someone like him yelled out the wrong suburb?
It was an experience I'm hopefully going to remember forever unless I get alzheimer's in my late years. I, for one, wish that will never happen. I was quite disappointed though, that I was so far away from the stage. It made photo opportunities slim pickin'. But I didn't complain, at least I wasn't at the very back like the people who were.
Jet opened up the night. Mum hates Jet, I love Jet. They were great and full of energy. Sadly, I only knew four songs sung by them, which happens to be their famous ones. Mother thought Look what you've done wasn't by them at started bad mouthing them for doing a cover. To her dismay, it was by them. Also, she didn't bad mouth Green Day when Billie Joe started saying "I am Ironman," or when he sung Hey Jude, Highway to Hell and Shout. He didn't complete them, but he still started them.
I love their effects. They know how to use fire to their advantage, and scare the living shit out of me when fake, loud, gun bangs played during 21 Guns.
Billie Joe really loves his audience though. He let a boy get 'exorcised' in front of everyone. He let a girl sing practically the whole song of Longview, which she used to her advantage - running around stage like a female Billie Joe, hugging Mike Dirnt on base and chilling with Tre Cool on drums. Billie Joe let another boy stage dive into the mosh pit, as well as another. He strip teased, and before Green Day played a drunk bunny was on stage, obeying the audience's request to "skull, skull, skull."
On another note, what happens if, instead of saying "BRISBANE!" he said "SYDNEY" or even "LONDON!" How would the crowd feel? Would we boo down Sydney, or even London? Would the audience sound very confused? Who knows, but I'm glad he didn't. But this makes me wonder, what if someone like him yelled out the wrong suburb?
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