ROTR.

lol. this is a lil' over due. but whatevs.
anyways, rock on the range was sexy.
it was raining, so i showed up in an oversized raincoat and boots.
sexy times.
rayche was looking all hawt though.
so the minute we showed, we run into laura and sabrina.
so we watched some bands from afar.
then they ditched us or something. so we watched more bands.
we got fries and it was so delecious.
the rain didnt bother us at all, though it was uber cold.
ive never seen such intense moshing before.
like holy fuck.
there was this hot guy who has a bloody mouth because of it.
and he was like, HELL YEAH BITCHES.
wow, love it.
so the 'hilight would probally be seeing rise against.
gawd the people there were so hyped up to see them.
we ended up standing around waiting for them to come on with some sphs guys
aka jeremy and will- or whatever the fk his name is.
then this drunk guy came over and talked to rachel and me.
he was so hilarious. people like that make my day.
anyways, the band comes on, and people start moshing.
so rachel and i are like, whatever this is fun.
then people become more aggressive and we're fighting to say up
and im fucking grabbing drunk men in an effort not to fall down and die.
so at one point, it got too intense and people fell.
sorry raindancer, i fell ontop of your mancandy.
but everyone is like, GET THEM UP (us and like, four other people)
because we can get fucking trampled to death and die.
foserious.
so we get up and mosh again.
then in a period of ten minutes: some asses crowd surf over me and knock over about seven people, i begin to over heat, and i befriend the guy beside me.
oh, and the woman beside me tells me frantically she needs to get out.
i was like, alright, she;ll get herself out.
two minutes later, she turns to me again, and says sleepily, i need to get out.
so im kinda concerned, so i watch her and hold her arm.
...
she fucking faints in my arms.
THE WOMAN FUCKING FAINTS IN MY ARMS.
so, its hard enough standing up while moshing and not falling
try having 150 pounds of dead weight sliding to the floor.
fuck.
i puched all the people around me.
all of them were too fucking drunk to do anything.
so i finally found a guy who was sober, and shoved her into his arms.
i was going to fucking faint, so i grabed rachel and we fucking got out of there.
people are packed so fucking tight.
its like trying to break through a wall.
i was screaming, OUT OUT OUT!
and nobody was moving, so i pushed through.
finally one guy got the message and realized i was going to faint
and moved his ass out of there.
it took five minutes at least to get out of there.
we were still sprinting when we reached the outskirts
where people were just standing not so close together.
pushing through crowds with heavy breath, got some weird looks.
to quote rachel, i looked like i got raped.
jesus.
i ran over to security, clutching my rainjacket to my slightly unzipped sweater because the fucking mosh pit pulled down my strapless bra and tube top,
and screamed into their ear that a woman fucking fainted.
they ran off to look, and i ran off to the bathroom to rant.
i screamed at rachel about it for a good twenty minutes.
tramuatized. i am.
i almost fucking died.
90% of people were too drunk to do anything.
that woman...i dont even know. im so afraid for what mayve happened to her.
god.
...
anyways, after that, i decided to text zac
because i remembered that he was at ROTR too,
so, i texted him, and we ended up meeting up with him and his friend.
no fucking wonder i dumped his sorry ass.
hes super sexy, but he never shuts up.
thats not usually a problem, its just that he talks about NOTHING.
and if its not nothing, its something incredably stupid.
god. what a dumbfuck.