I'm on top of the world

I love The Killers so much. Watching their live DVD makes me want to sing my voice off and dance and cry and smile all day. While I watch them I think that nobody can compare...but wait! Then I put on The Rocket Summer and get excited to see Bryce for the 16th freakin' time in 23 days play his entire first two albums and I want to cry of joy. And even though Billie Joe is a pizza face, I really do love Green Day. They were my first favorite band. I've seen them uhh.. 14 times now? I can't keep track but they mean the world to me. And Frank Turner...well I've already written several blogs in the past two months of how much I love him. How did I get so lucky to find not one, not two, or three but FOUR bands that make me feel this way? I'm a lucky girl <3

Forgetting you, but not the time

I still remember it all so well. I brought a sign for Whatsername and wanted to hold it up during the requests but never found the right time. After one song during the encore I found a perfect time. At first I wasn't sure if he saw it, but then he started fiddling around with his guitar and the girl next to me said "I think you won. He's tuning it to the key Whatsername is in". I don't remember him ever even looking at me, but he saw. Just like all those other times. That song means everything to me. I don't think I was as emotional as I was when I got them to play Redundant at soundcheck the year before, but this is the song that I would cry to when I was alone all throughout high school. The song that I have to listen to on full volume and can't listen to without pressing repeat at least once afterwards. It's a perfect ending and a new beginning.

I made a point to burn all of the photographs

She went away and then I took a different path

I remember the face but I can't recall the name

Now I wonder how Whatsername has been

Please keep taking me away

Tonight I learned that persistance is key in life. You can't be too obnoxious when you don't get what you want right away, but at the same time you can't give up. Tonight I spent three and a half hours waiting in 39 degree weather outside of Webster Hall to try to get down to the Studio, a 300 person venue to see a sold out Green Day show that was announced the day before. I almost didn't go, but I am sure glad that I changed my mind.

To my better judgement, I didn't go down early- I went to my afternoon class, finished my project for tomorrow, did my radio show and bolted to my car in the rain and left at 7:07. Traffic on the FDR drive down looked messy so I decided to take 2nd avenue down 110 blocks. Why I thought that would be quicker, I have no idea. I ended up getting there around 8:30. Drove around a few blocks and found a perfect spot on the street, not even two blocks from the venue. I decided that I had a good feeling about this night at that point. Basically the next three hours involved us waiting in the cold, walking back and forth because security kept saying we couldnt stand on the sidewalk unless we had tickets. All tickets were will call so basically they were calling it "the guest list". The doors opened at 9 and while the line never was all that long, it didn't actually end until 11:30 because once people were in, more people would show up. We must have been told at least thirty times by the guy doing tickets that we weren't getting in unless we were on the list. He said there were already 600 people in there (which is way too many), yet people kept coming out and some people even would say "Oh I have a friend of a friend at the venue" and get in. But he wouldn't budge on letting us in. Fortunately another security guard who was down the steps at the door finally pointed to me and motioned for me to come over. At this point the line was done and there were only six of us trying to get in. He asked if we were on the list, to which I told him no but the guy at the door was letting so many other people not on the list in. He told me you had to pay to get in, I told him that I knew that and was very willing to pay. He asked how much. My mind went !!!!!!!! and I replied with "$40". I mean I would have rathered pay 20, which was how much they were face value but he was doing us a favor by letting us in and I didn't want ot go too low, and considering how much some psychos paid for them on ebay and craigslist, $40 is reasonable. He told me to get the money from my friends, come down and pay him when we got in. I ran back over and told them, but when I turned around with the money he was gone and just the other door guy was there giving us dirty looks. The other guy came back out and told the one upstairs to just let us in. Pissed off, he finally gave us stamps/wristbands, I handed the guy downstairs $240, and bolted straight through the crowd to the second row in front of Mike. There I was standing in front of Mike Dirnt in the middle of a sweaty (not too terrible smelling crowd) when less than a minute ago I was standing outside in the freezing cold not sure if I'd get in or not. Now, I don't go fangirl and start crying when I see them, but I was just in shock and laughing at the fact that I just managed to get me and six other people into this super sold out show. They'd been playing new songs for about an hour, we heard another 6 new songs I want to say and about an hour of old songs, which I've all heard before, but just seeing my favorite band again for the first time in over a year was absolutely wonderful.


I think that I've played out every single Green Day song recorded to the point where I don't get the feeling I get when I used to listen to them in high school. But when I see them live, it all comes rushing back. I feel my mouth curve into this smile that I can't let go and I just let the music take me away. I headbang, dont care who is annoyed by it, I scream at the top of my lungs, I smile, and smile and smile and tear up at certain points. It's not usually anything specific, but just certain points when I realize how much this band has done for me. The people I've met, the places I've been, the stories I've got to tell. And tonight is just another one.

So thank you, Green Day.
For everything you've ever done for me.
No matter what I will always be a loyal fan to you until the day I die <3