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So the next horrible states we had to drive through were Ohio, West Virgina and Pennsylvania. PA was insanely pretty but they charge you up the ass to drive on the roads. Boooo.
Ohio
West Virgina, duh...
Do you want to go to Pittsburgh or California... hmmm...
We made it to Jersey at like 2 am where we were greeted by the wonderful Ed. He's a doll and waited up for us to get there and took us to Doc's where we attempted to wake up Nate but he could only make some weird mumbling noises. The next afternoon we left for Syracuse. Traffic, boredom and rain like whoa. But we finally got there just in time to have missed all the sucky opening bands. Watched some of Senses Fail but went outside because it was like 10 billion degrees in that place and we've all seen them way too many times anyways. Watched all of My Chem (how the cool Jersey kids say it) and sweated our asses off. I think air conditioning was against their religion or something.
Found Mike after the show. The wind almost killed us all and made the boys go on a frantic search to find the weed that had blown away. One of the funniest things I have ever seen. Chrissy's hardcore scream and Gerards praise. Buddy dropping the cigarettes, bastard. Decided to go get food since they had a 3 am bus call. Since we don't have real diners out on this coast we tried to find one because we thought it would be cool. Yeah... the second we stepped inside Mike was like "You guys don't really want to eat here do you?" It was the most ghetto thing I have ever seen. We probably all would have died from food poisoning or some shit like that. Scary. Found an IHOP like a half hour away from the venue. Talked about music, the switch to Vagrant, money and Mike's lightning fast eating skills. Went back to the venue to drop Mike off. Ray was playing basketball by himself but then the fad caught on and others joined. Matt almost killed himself and Frank was a ho (maybe that was before we went to eat but it was still funny). Said our goodbyes and headed to Connecticut. Drove all fucking night and got there at like 8 am. No Doz is our friend. Drove around Yale then found some cool cemeteries in Hamden.
FINALLY got a hotel at 2 pm. Showered then fell asleep at like 7 and slept all fucking night. I don't remember what we did that day besides meeting up with Nick and hanging out at Pete's house before the show. Met some cool people at the show. Britt being the best one, duh! Met Mike's mom and watched SF from the stage because once again the venue didn't believe in air conditioning. Jerry kicked us off stage right after My Chem went on. He's still cool though =) The pictures for this one didn't turn out so good...
Talked to Mike's mom for a while after the show while she was waiting for him. She rules. Got pizza then went back to the hotel.
The next morning we went to the other cemetery we found and saw a bunch of creepy statues.
Went to Nick's house and hung out for a while. Laughed for about 20 minutes straight over "Bo Boo Opps!" The person meant to write "Boo Boo Oops" but apparently they didn't pass kindergarten... Made Nick some signs to hang up on his wall. Grover Dill died R.I.P. Then it was back to Jersey for us.
There are sooooo many pictures from the days we were there. I'll spare you the bordeom right now. Check back tomorrow my loves!!!
ps - My nose ring fell out AGAIN. I give up.
Ohio
West Virgina, duh...
Do you want to go to Pittsburgh or California... hmmm...
We made it to Jersey at like 2 am where we were greeted by the wonderful Ed. He's a doll and waited up for us to get there and took us to Doc's where we attempted to wake up Nate but he could only make some weird mumbling noises. The next afternoon we left for Syracuse. Traffic, boredom and rain like whoa. But we finally got there just in time to have missed all the sucky opening bands. Watched some of Senses Fail but went outside because it was like 10 billion degrees in that place and we've all seen them way too many times anyways. Watched all of My Chem (how the cool Jersey kids say it) and sweated our asses off. I think air conditioning was against their religion or something.
Found Mike after the show. The wind almost killed us all and made the boys go on a frantic search to find the weed that had blown away. One of the funniest things I have ever seen. Chrissy's hardcore scream and Gerards praise. Buddy dropping the cigarettes, bastard. Decided to go get food since they had a 3 am bus call. Since we don't have real diners out on this coast we tried to find one because we thought it would be cool. Yeah... the second we stepped inside Mike was like "You guys don't really want to eat here do you?" It was the most ghetto thing I have ever seen. We probably all would have died from food poisoning or some shit like that. Scary. Found an IHOP like a half hour away from the venue. Talked about music, the switch to Vagrant, money and Mike's lightning fast eating skills. Went back to the venue to drop Mike off. Ray was playing basketball by himself but then the fad caught on and others joined. Matt almost killed himself and Frank was a ho (maybe that was before we went to eat but it was still funny). Said our goodbyes and headed to Connecticut. Drove all fucking night and got there at like 8 am. No Doz is our friend. Drove around Yale then found some cool cemeteries in Hamden.
FINALLY got a hotel at 2 pm. Showered then fell asleep at like 7 and slept all fucking night. I don't remember what we did that day besides meeting up with Nick and hanging out at Pete's house before the show. Met some cool people at the show. Britt being the best one, duh! Met Mike's mom and watched SF from the stage because once again the venue didn't believe in air conditioning. Jerry kicked us off stage right after My Chem went on. He's still cool though =) The pictures for this one didn't turn out so good...
Talked to Mike's mom for a while after the show while she was waiting for him. She rules. Got pizza then went back to the hotel.
The next morning we went to the other cemetery we found and saw a bunch of creepy statues.
Went to Nick's house and hung out for a while. Laughed for about 20 minutes straight over "Bo Boo Opps!" The person meant to write "Boo Boo Oops" but apparently they didn't pass kindergarten... Made Nick some signs to hang up on his wall. Grover Dill died R.I.P. Then it was back to Jersey for us.
There are sooooo many pictures from the days we were there. I'll spare you the bordeom right now. Check back tomorrow my loves!!!
ps - My nose ring fell out AGAIN. I give up.