Last night I went to the frickin' Chevelle concert!! ^__^ I got to bring Monica along, and it kicked some royal ass! I only saw one person I knew there, that was a plus. He's a guy from my gym class, which sucked, but he was the only one I saw that I knew, so all was well. So Monica and I ended up somewhere in the middle of the crowd behind some damn tall people. The guys right in front of us started freaking out saying how we're way too short and needed to move up, so they got everyone in the vicinity to let us through and we got to be near the front. We met this nice girl who had gotten in a chick fight like five minutes earlier. That was pretty funny. So then we watched this Canadian band play (I can't remember their name) and jammed out a bit. Then during the intermission that went on FOREVER this guy kept going on stage and saying "Check one two one two two two yeah check yeah." over and over again and everyone was screaming at him to learn how to count. Then this drunk guy randomly decided that Monica and I were to crowd surf once Taproot took the stage and we were all "O.O;;; what?" but he was obviously really set in his idea that it was going to happen. We chatted with this one really hot guy without his shirt on and was wearing the raddest trenchcoat ever for a bit, then the band finally got their asses onstage. We jammed out and the drunk guy eventually found us again and we went fuckin' crowd surfing!! It was some fun shit!!!!! I think I was lighter than he thought I would be because he like, flung me ontop of the crowd, and I didn't fall or anything like everyone seemed to do. That definately boosted my self-esteem, I don't feel nearly as fat now, lol. When the drunk guy ended up crowd-surfing himself, he spilled the rest of his beer right on my head on accident! @.@ It was gross, but funny. So we crowd-surfed and stuff, and oh yeah! We were standing right next to the mosh pit, so we kept getting run into. We were doing some sideline moshing and running into people and stuff. It started getting really intense, so trenchcoat hottie shielded us from the crazy bastards a bit. On this one REALLY mad song, Monica had this one guy shielding her from the insanity, and I was left all alone and getting my ass beaten. @.@ It was fun funners anyway though. At one point, someone elbowed me right in the chest and I couldn't breathe for like, half a minute. That wasn't so cool, but other than the fact that now my ribs are sore, It didn't matter too much. I fell down at one point too during a crazy song, but Monica and trenchcoat hottie caught me before I hit the ground and helped me up. (by the way, I never got trenchcoat's name, nor did I get the names of the numerous other guys me and Monica were jamming out with.) There were a few other guys who protected us from the moshers and such, including this one guy who got in a man-fight near the end and had to lean on me for a bit. Throughout the night, guys were sort of all over me and Monica, we pretty much had man-hands on our hips or on our shoulders the whole time. XD It was cool. Even trenchcoat man had some shoulder/hip time, which was definately cool. In the intermission before Chevelle went on stage, this other guy went on stage and kept going "Check one two three four five six seven eight" and this huge group of guys behind me and Monica kept yelling "Nine Ten!" after him and the guy eventually laughed and was all "I can count!" Between two Chevelle songs, Monica yawned and this one guy was all "You can't yawn, you're at a concert!" or something like that and we all laughed real hard and Monica said she was trying to do it while no one was looking. This one guy with a white shirt kept trying to push his way in front of me, so I elbowed him really hard in the side a couple times . He kept giving me that "Wtf? Why are you elbowing me really hard?" look. >.< We got home around midnight, and I didn't sleep well. I only ended up getting like 5 hours of sleep because I kept waking up over and over again. I'm so fucking sore. That was the best night of my life, I'm dead serious!!!! I might have forgotten to include some things, but I can't remember them right now, so oh well. Bubye!

Hugs and smooches to all you rad people out there who go to concerts

Manda Panda