The last day of April I found myself lonely...and emo...

Wow, I feel almost cool for not updating for such a long time- but I just had to tell about the greenday concert.Alright, sell outs or not, they have perfected the live show. Plus, Billie (that is how you spell it, eh?) Joe's six pack reveled did wonders. They got people from the audience to play their instruments, oh, to have Mike Drints sweaty arms telling me which notes to play! But, when Billie was all 'I want 300 more of you fuckers down on the floor!' our whole row rushed the gaurds and I hoped over the 3 foot divider, and I just ran and got sweaty dancing and hoping and screaming 1,1,2,1,2,3,4! It was so great! And they played brainstew which is my favorite song and I forgot all this shit that kind of hoardes away my ME time and I just danced and watched 3 guys turn a jaded, emo-hating (Jimmy eat world hating) crowd into this total rock club. It was SO sweet. I mean, I lack the words. I went to the weezer concert and I am SURE I would have enjoyed that as much, if not more, if my lame brother would of let me go on the floor. I didn't really ask, but that was my first big big concert and he was scared I'd get killed. I was still young, unexperienced concert goer, see. But now I've been to quite a few, and shows too, and Rooney is on sunday, and i'm just exploding with show love!!!!School... wait, what fucktard would want to talk about school?? I'm thinking about Billie making orgasm noises and Robert Shwartzman (now Robert Carmine) singing Sorry Sorry to me in a week! Jeez, duur!SPIFFY!Slim