Happy first day of school. Senior year will be highly enjoyable.
My day has been spent writing an essay (I'll post it at the end. Give me constructive criticism.) and doing calculus.
Thoroughly enjoyable.
My calculus teacher is the greatest man to exist. He says the greatest things. And they are great.
Great.
Mr. Hank's quote of the day: "Be the type of person who lends the pencils... not the one who borrows them."
Anyways, on to the title of this post.
I got there at 12. The boys in front of me (pictured below) had lawn chairs and decided to go to a movie. I sat in one and talked with some random girl (pictured below). We became friends. The boys came back. We all played card games.
Security guard: "Hey. Death Cab likes to take some people to watch the sound check and stuff before the show, so when I leave, just follow me very discretely."
We went to a room and waited. We weren't allowed to have cameras or anything. They let the twelve of us into venue. Death Cab did their sound check. Then they came off the stage and we shook hands with all of them and the radio station took a picture (they've yet to upload it to their website... blahhhh). They gave us an autographed photo of the band (which I gave to my friend who I was waiting in line for).
The excitement doesn't stop there, folks. We got the literal front row. Nick threw his pick at the end, but it landed on the stage. When they finished their encore, I called a security man over and asked him to get it for me. He rolled his eyes, but agreed. Everyone around me went ballistic. "I PLAY GUITAR. GIVE IT TO ME. PLEASE. I BEG YOU." But, the cute little man gave it to me.
SCORE.
My friend got a drum stick also.
It was a great concert and a wonderful way to end the summer.
I can also cross "meet someone famous" and "get a picture with someone famous" off my Things To Do Before I Die list.
My day has been spent writing an essay (I'll post it at the end. Give me constructive criticism.) and doing calculus.
Thoroughly enjoyable.
My calculus teacher is the greatest man to exist. He says the greatest things. And they are great.
Great.
Mr. Hank's quote of the day: "Be the type of person who lends the pencils... not the one who borrows them."
Anyways, on to the title of this post.
I got there at 12. The boys in front of me (pictured below) had lawn chairs and decided to go to a movie. I sat in one and talked with some random girl (pictured below). We became friends. The boys came back. We all played card games.
Security guard: "Hey. Death Cab likes to take some people to watch the sound check and stuff before the show, so when I leave, just follow me very discretely."
We went to a room and waited. We weren't allowed to have cameras or anything. They let the twelve of us into venue. Death Cab did their sound check. Then they came off the stage and we shook hands with all of them and the radio station took a picture (they've yet to upload it to their website... blahhhh). They gave us an autographed photo of the band (which I gave to my friend who I was waiting in line for).
The excitement doesn't stop there, folks. We got the literal front row. Nick threw his pick at the end, but it landed on the stage. When they finished their encore, I called a security man over and asked him to get it for me. He rolled his eyes, but agreed. Everyone around me went ballistic. "I PLAY GUITAR. GIVE IT TO ME. PLEASE. I BEG YOU." But, the cute little man gave it to me.
SCORE.
My friend got a drum stick also.
It was a great concert and a wonderful way to end the summer.
I can also cross "meet someone famous" and "get a picture with someone famous" off my Things To Do Before I Die list.
If you could meet anyone, who would you most want to meet?
p.s. My essay is actually not interesting and I don't want to bore you to death with the longevity of this post's writing.
p.s. My essay is actually not interesting and I don't want to bore you to death with the longevity of this post's writing.
ummmm.... YOU MET BEN GIBBARD. Im jealous. Plus I really like your outfit.
ReplyDeleteOH MY GOODNESS LADY. congrats. what a lovely way to end summer. I hope you had a lovely first day of school! but ah! you met BEN GIBBARD. I look forward to seeing that post on Freedom Revival now! I guess I'd love to meet Gwen Stefani, like more than anything, or Jonathan Safran Foer.
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hope you have a great school year sweetie!!
ReplyDeletei love your look :)
beautiful!!
kisses <3
OH. my. God. I just can't.. really.. bring myself to articulate my jealousy... Just... just... wow. You lucky lucky thing.
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