Battle for the Yellow Cupcake-Throwing Lawn Gnome

So, I'd like to take a step outside my usual bubble of advice and over-analyzing to talk about something a bit different. So this weekend I went to the Take Action Tour (We the Kings, Mayday Parade, A Rocket to the Moon, Call the Cops), which was a concert at the Crofoot that was ment to raise money for leukemia patients http://takeactiontour.com/take-action-tour/dates-tickets/. It was for a good cause but, holy crap I don't think I've ever been more cramped in my entire life. I literally have bruises on the sides of my stomach and on my arms from being pushed against the bar separating the crowd from the stage. I had a blast, this I will say, though it's mostly because I was with Cristen and we were making fun of pretty much every loser there. Who wears a skirt with no leggings to a concert where you have to wait outside in the freezing cold.. who the hell wears a skirt to a concert, period?

Well, whatever. Aside from the fact that it was cramped beyond holy hell, and I was only there for Mayday Parade, it was a blast. I mean, I listen to We the Kings every so often, but I know people who would have had way more fun then me considering I only went for Mayday. REGARDLESS, I had a pretty good time, considering I almost died. I also, fortunately enough was blessed with the great honor of being held like a baby by a giant black man that resembled quite a close resemblance to Biz Markie, after crowd surfing. I mean, sure I got tired of the absolutely ridiculous screaming 13 year old fans dying over We the Kings, but hey, I did enjoy being a bully all night. I mean, come on let's face it.. I'm an 18 year old 5"2 blonde chick.. I don't think I'd be able to pull off punching and elbowing people at a Slipknot concert.

Well, bottom line is, it was for a good cause and I ended up having fun making fun of people alone, so I think it was worthwhile. Plus, I ended up getting an awesome shirt, so I'm cool with that. People aggravate me, and I feel that the 40 bucks were worth getting my lungs crushed simply to gain a new sense of hatred to ridiculously dorky pre-teens drooling over mediocre music. Well, Mayday Parade was amazing, and that's all I really cared about. I could have basically raped Derek Sanders and that's good enough for me. :)