Sometimes I Have The Best Weekend Ever

Friday, Oct. 17th, 2008.
ALL TIME LOW, The Maine, Every Avenue, and Mayday Parade.
Sold out show.

So, I got out of school at 1. Then I went to college. I got out of college at 4. I ended up getting to the venue like at 5:30. The doors opened at 6:30 I believe. And, obv, I didn’t get to see anyone before the show ‘cause I got there too late :p
I ended up almost front row either way, I had one girl in front of me, and then there was Alex (:

I loved every avenue, first time I heard ‘em. John ohhh looked super sexy, I must admit he’s a twig though. He makes elle look fat, and elle is skin and bones. The Maine did great btw. Idontlikemaydayparade,pleasedontkillme.

They had an amazing set. I totally rubbed Jack, cos during the last song he gave Danny, the techie, his guitar (Alex gave his to Flyzik), and Jack approached the crowd like right next to me. So I held out my hand and he grabbed it and I felt cool (duh. Lol) and yeah, when I let go of his hand I rubbed his side (cr33p3r, I know.)

Since I was so close we made eye contact (alex and i) like a million times, duh. Not important though, I’m his wife after all. :p (cr33p3r comment pt. 2)

After the show Elle, my friend Henry, I walked around the buses for a sec. And as soon as I passed by the ATL bus, Alex walks out of the bus, and I gasped (le gasp!) while some girl was like “OMGZ CAN I HAVE LIKE A PICTURE?!?!” and he was like “I have to go now, but we’ll come out in a few,” and then he dipped. He totally just came out of the bus cos he saw me and he wanted me to see him. DUH. (cr33p.)
So we decided to go eat pizza. On our way there we saw Rian and we took pictures and what not, and when we got back to where the buses were the rest of them STILL weren’t out. And my mom picked me u like at 11 30 I don’t even know why, ‘cause I hadn’t called her, she just appeared there, so whatever. I was happy enough that I got to go to the show. (:

Either way, it had been like 40 min. since they show ended and they still weren’t out so WE DIPPED.
I was a little angry, but it’s okay.

Great show, I love them all, super funny kids, as always. Before they played a song, alex was talking about, and then jack would add to the comment. And then alex would say something else, and jack would add more to it. After like the third time that happened, Alex looked at jack and he was like “SHUT THE FUCK UP JACK I’M TRYING TO PLAY A SONG!”
Everyone lol’d. … AND I CALLED ELYSE DURING POPPIN CHAMPAGNE BUT THERE WAS STATIC AND CRAP. IM SO FREAKING SORRY. ILY ):

oh, and my babe alex has a beer belly and an EXTREMELY receding hairline.
like sure, before it was bad, now it's TERRIBLE. lol@that.

Moving on…

Saturday, oct. 18th, 2008
JACK’S MANNEQUIN, Eric Hutchingson, and Treaty of Paris.
Sold out show.

I woke up at 10. At 12 we left to the concert, ‘cause we wanted to be front row (ANDREW MCMAHON HELLO!?!?!?!) and cos we wanted to be cool kids. Also, the venue is an hour and a half away from my house x)

So we got there at 1:30. We were the first people in line. A young girl and her mom got there like 20 min. after we did. It’s a beautiful place, I’m thinking about visiting it in the future. Anyways, super sunny. Smarty pants elle and smarty pants Frankie (aka max) decided to wear long jeans. Smarty pants me (no sarcasm intended) decided to wear white shorts.

Either way, Frankie and I went to walk around to get food like at 2. We ate the best pizza ever and we took leftovers for Elle and B (one of our friends). Blah, blah, blah, we waited foreverrrr. We ran out of cash. Slowly, more people started coming. Hmm... we talked to the manager of the venue, the guy that tuned andy’s piano, and everyone in between. Cool kicks.

There was this girl, like fourth in line, who idk wtf she was wearing. Like, when I saw her I thought it was Halloween for a sec. She had black disheveled hair and she had like red, drawn on, eyebrows. My thoughts when I saw her: “wtf?” I swear, I’m an asshole. Later on I’ll explain why I feel bad about thinking this.

Either way, they opened the doors at 6:30, the show started at 7:30. Treaty of Paris was great, super nice kids, super sweet music, and super sexy drummer. Then Eric Hutchingson, super dreamy, but he’s too big headed. Asshole. THEN OMGZ JACK’S MANNEQUIN.

I freaking freaked lol. I told Elle “I hope he’s wearing white!” AND HE WAS. I was screaming like a maniac, like the 13-year-old fangirl I still am inside. Lolz. His set was amazing. And the best thing is, the venue was really nice, yet it had no barricade, so I was right in front of him the whole time. So he looked at me like a million times and he reached over like a million times so I touched him like a million times. I sound like such a freaking cr33p3r. lol. I am.

Once, in the beg., he was talking and I couldn’t hold the urge inside, I was like “OMGILOVEYOU!” and he smiled and was like “thank you, you guys are great blahblahblah” cute stuff.

OKAY, here’s the embarrassing part for me. I’m such a loser.
Okay, so he’s sitting pretty on his piano, playing around with notes, and then he plays like 2 or 3 notes, easy to recognize. Elle tells me quickly “Cavanaugh park,” making it all click in my mind. I freaked. I screamed super loud “NO WAYYYY!!!!” and then he stopped playing and looked straight at me with the biggest face of disbelief.

Here is when I die. He smiles, laughing a little, and everyone else is cracking up, and he goes “you don’t even know yet.” Insert laugh again. “did you get a feeling?”

And then he starts playing more notes, while I died inside and cried (im such a pansy I freaking cried), and he started saying “this one is to Something Corporate, it’s called Cavanaugh Park.”
And I kept on crying. ‘Cause I’m a pussy.

Their set was amazing. This man is nothing less than perfect.

OH, OH, before I forget. He was about to play caves, so he started talking about being in the hospital and stuff, when I hear some girl scream “FUCK CANCER!!” and he smiles at her. Here’s what happened. Remember that girl that I said looked like a freak? She has cancer. When she said “Fuck Cancer” she took off her wig (her disheveled black hair), so he looks at her and smiles. When he finished the song, he got up and walked up to her, and gave her a kiss in the cheek. It was beautiful. I’m an asshole. This man is amazing.

Fast forward ‘til after the show. After the show, we all run outside and make a line to meet him. This time I told myself to speak, after embarrassing myself last time I met him, I couldn’t just mumble this time, I had to speak. So, it’s my turn to meet him. I walk up to him handing him my ticket to sign it, speaking immediately.

“Im so sorry for ruining Cavanaugh Park”

Here we take a picture, so he has his arm around me and I’m kind of melting.

“You did what?”

“I screamed “no way” in the middle of Cavanaugh park…”

He looks at me smiling and laughing, “that was you?” HE GRABS MY HAND “it’s okay! I thought it was funny” TAKE THAT EVERYONE, ANDREW MCMAHON THINKS IM FREAKING FUNNY. And all along I told myself I wasn’t, but if he says so it must be true x)

I smiled like a loser, “really?”

“Yeah, I like to have a good laugh with my crowd,” he smiled. He’s freaking angelic, there’s like a halo hovering over his head, I swear. “you were in the front right? I saw you, I remember you”

Here, I die. I’m funny + he remembers me. My life is more than complete.

“Yeah, yeah,” now, sadly, it’s my turn to leave cos he has to meet more people, “well, I’ll see you in December in buzz bake sale!”

“Oh for sure!” he smiled. AGAIN, “I’ll see you at the bake sale”

And then he takes pictures with everyone else and what not.

So I’ve been idolizing him for a little over a year now, but this was just the cherry on top. I swear this man gets better everday.
THE END.
This was freaking long.

Special thanks to Frankie for the best xmas gift EVER.