oh jesus/mohammed/moses. (warning: long, rambly, squeal-y journal ahead. feel free to ignore xD)

i didn't sleep the night before at all, but i was extremely hyper so i thought it would be okay. it was, but i felt nauseous and had to leave early because i fell asleep sitting on the curb. so i only saw four and a half bands. next year, i'll get some sleep x)

i wanted to be one of the first people in, so we got there at eight. there was a shitload of people in line already x) after three hours in line, and two bands asking us to listen to their music and check out their myspace (we gave them fruit gushers,) we were in.

first thing we did was look around with wide eyes. then i spotted a guy selling a schedule for two bucks. i bought one and went like, 'OMFG three oh three is going second.' they were at the main stage, right after the devil wears prada. i was sorta considering seeing them, so i decided to see them and then see three oh three right after.

oh. my. god. devil's moshpit was amaaaaaazing. i'm hyper just thinking about it. i got my jaw slammed on a guy's shoulder, and then when the pit calmed down i opened my water bottle to take a sip. this girl slammed into my shoulder, the water bottle hit the roof of my mouth and i started bleeding + dropped the water. AND I TOUCHED THE LEAD SINGER. the circle pit was amazing. insanely violent. AND THEN I TOUCHED THE KEYBOARD PLAYER. and then the lead singer was like, 'wow, you canadians are WILD. this is the smallest crowd we've had, but the best pit.' insert moment of canadian pride here, then push a guy out of my way. x)

when all the hardcore-rs left after their set, the place was suddenly FILLED with teenage girls and hipsters. xD then my two future husbands came on and everyone started jumping/dancing/screaming. there wasn't much moshing, but then again you can't really mosh to electro-rock. AND I TOUCHED NATE. it was pretty tame, but i was screaming/singing along and reeeeeeaaaaaalllllllyyyy thirsty. they sang don't trust me last, because its their most popular song, i think, and people started pushing a lot. i should have left, but i didn't want to miss it. it sorta took priority over breathing, haha. after their set, i left the crowd and had to sit down for a couple of minutes. i got water (THREE FIFTY FOR A BOTTLE.) my friends bought pizza and i bought soda because i drank all my water already.

we walked around, got some free stuff. then we walked by this band that looked interesting. they were all wearing awesome hats and one of them had an eyepatch. there were only seven people there. so i joined because i was curious, and more people joined while they were sound checking. they started playing and my mind was blown. THEY WERE MUSICAL GOLD. GAH. seriously, listen to them! [link] they kept cussing at us .__. plus i added eyepatch man to the list of guys i'm going to marry one day.

i caught half of sing it loud's set. they weren't BAD, but i didn't really enjoy it too much. it was a very generic sound. then we were waiting for anti-flag so we moved to the front. the security dude at the front looks around, and goes like, 'goddamn, this place was filled with teenage girls a moment ago.'

there was a crowd of like 200+ before the band even started and we were right at the front pressed against the fence. right behind me was a very angry/tormented guy. "stop the sound check MOTHERFUCKERS! where's the band? WE WANT SOME RAGE. WE ALL WANNA RAGE." he puts his hand on my shoulder. "YOU READY TO RAGE?"
"um."
"YEEAAAA WE'RE READY TO RAGE. LET'S DO THIS MOTHERFUCKERS."

the second the music starts playing, he slams into me. i elbowed him in the stomach, to get my spot back, but a girl pulled me in the other direction. i kicked her. she kicked back and i have a bruise on my leg. i'm trying to remember more, but it's all a sensation of being pulled/pushed/pushing/shoving/kicking/being punched/people crowd surfing over me. then he made us get into a circle pit. a guy ahead fell so i stopped to help him, but the person behind me didn't stop running so i landed into the guy's sweaty, shirtless, back. it made me gag, haha. but then i figured 3/4 of the sweat on me wasn't mine. someone grabbed a handful of my shirt and pulled me up, so i just sorta shrugged, ignored my scraped knees, and kept running/slamming into others. oh, and guess what? I TOUCHED CHRIS.

i sat on the sidewalk for a bit cause i was exhausted, next thing i know, my friend monika's shaking me going like, 'are you seriously sleeping?' x) so i decided it was time to leave. i got home, showered, and slept for twenty-one hours. now i can't move my neck. i suspect its the result of head-banging a lot + too many people crowdsurfing over me.

can't wait for next july! (: