There's a first for everything,
The past few day's have been such a learning curve of experiences that have seemed to back my lifestyle choices.

First time having band dudes crash at my house, First time selling merch, First time basically getting brought into a 18+ show. (seeing how i wont be 18 for another few days, yeah that was a big deal yo) hahah i'm lame. Honestly i'm at a total loss of words again. Kinda like with Rockville... When i'm so out of my head living my life. I often end up forgetting everything. None of my pictures came out all that great either. I was too in the moment. I was just really happy?  Which is a sign that I enjoyed myself more than often. The downside to this however is that..... I live for writing, And when I can't I feel so so obsolete.
Because all i want to do with my life is capture those moments as best i can. Photos and writing being the best ways to do that, It's kinda hard to do when i can't remember enough. But what i do remember is as follows.

I'm not one for asking for things. So often times things I want pass me by because I don't have the guts to speak up and ask about making it happen.Well not this time no not this time oh. Chyster spoke up and made sure that she got what she wanted this time around. And it ended up being such an amazing experience.
Richard Strater and Justin Daniels seriously some of the best dudes I've ever had the privileged of  meeting,Photographing, becoming friends with, And last but not least let stay at my house for a few nights. (or was lucky enough to be allowed by parentals to let happen..)
And not gonna lie, Already miss the buttmunches. maybe it had  something to do with not being alone and having a reason to wake up that made me so happy.
(i cooked and cleaned, Like holy shit... say what!?)

The show went so great, West end trading company is a great venue. Honestly hoping to attend more shows there in the future. The sound and atmosphere were fantastic. And the employees were awesome too! If you're ever wanting a venue, or even just a place to chill  in downtown Sanford i highly recommend it. I was scared that richard picked a venue i had never heard of before..But it turned out great. i realized that when you're surrounded by someone like the one Justin  has such an open happy personality they tend to rub off an you ya know? I'm still smiling and i really hope this happiness sticks for awhile. Me likes it. I have this outlook on life that he basically helped me put my faith in? I'm gonna mess up, And I'm gonna fail.... even a job i hate has no actual security, so why live a life i hate?  i could fail no matter what i tried to to with my life. So why not try everything i can do to be happy first?
 At least i know this early in life. Before being put down, Or settling for something i didn't want. if i'm happy i don't care if i'm starving or struggling to keep my head above water. I Will and want to do what i love with my life. And i'm gonna do everything i can to go for it. I recently applied for an internship with a venue and promotion company in orlando. And it's an opportunity to learn more about and get paid for everything I've always wanted to do with my life. Promotion, Attending concerts, Booking. blah blah blah Hoping photography and writing can fit in there somewhere too ha
 i'm  at the edge of my damn seat every day waiting to hear back from them. Although i'm probably not the best for the position I know i'd work my ass off for them. I've done most of it all in some way or another before I KNOW I CAN DO IT. And i'd be more passionate about it than anyone else they could find believe me. I just wish the anxiety about it would go away. Anyways I'm getting off track here oops.... Soooo back to everything that this was supposed to be about. Because this trailed off into rambles.

It's been almost a year to the day since i'd have seen Richard previously. (I saw in on my birthday last year) and a few days before this time around. c:
Might i just take some time to say,  Wait who am i kidding... This is my blog i can say whatever i want yeah?
His voice and even his lyrics have improved and i think he's that much closer to the following he deserves. (But then again i feel as if he deserves the world. Because he's someone who would stay humble, That and his songs have so much meaning and emotion behind them. Despite most of the popular crap this days.  And i'd like to think hopefully he'd still have great fan/ friend interaction even if he gets more popular one day. if that's what he decides or wants i believe he can accomplish it. Because let's face it... One of my biggest fears and or pet peeves is bands who stop being able to make time for their fans. Afterall they're where they came from. they're who helped make them..)
 Richard has such a wide un describable vocal range? but if i tried to put it into examples and words.. It kind of reminds me of stained or alice in chains. Maybe even a bit of the fray. And my dad agrees with me on this ha, So if you like them you'd fersure like him too! In my opinion at least, I'm definitely no expert at any of that but i remember a bit from when i did musicals that and i have such a wide ranged musical taste. Not gonna lie tho Justin sounds a lot like Richard so those examples can fit him too? I don't know him or have heard him half as much.... But i remember when he first started singing i was like???? is that you cause it sound like rich xD anyways You can tell he's (they've) come a long way in his (they're) life for it comes out in the lyrics. Pieces of him(ugh them) flow out with every song he sings (okay okay enough of this shit. Just know they sound similar and their songs are similar so it fits both of them... but i am mostly talking about rich here k?) night after night. He sings about things that matter to him. And at the end of the day things like that matter to me. I'm just so happy to back and support such a great person. he has such piercing relateable lyrics. Some of them can fill you with feels if you're not careful. Not gonna lie i might have almost teared up during a few of his songs.
(And kind of cried during one of Justins too. cause i'm a sensitive softy man) and they really hit a nerve with me.
Depending on how ones life has played out, I'm pretty sure you could relate to at least one of his songs in one way or another too and i can't wait to hear more. he has an EP That i believe he'll have coming out soon.  I know he played stuff i haven't heard, And recorded awhile back. So i'm getting kinda antsy for some new tunes.  I have a cd of his old band Lost in the middle.,,, But i'm just really excited to hear him on his own, And to be able to hear the songs he played again.

 I feel like no matter where life takes us. We'll always be supporters and friends. I love that in return for the things I've done for him. Not that i'd ever ask anything of him but to stay true to himself and hopefully always be in my life.....
 he's given me un repayable things like so much faith in myself. whether it's by using my photo, complementing me, coming back to florida when there's way better places out there, Letting me help him out ect ect he's just helped me realize that even if i get nothing else from what i'm trying to do with my life. At least i can say I've gotten to meet someone like him. Along with Justin and many other musicians I've met along the way of this crazy life.
 The passion and the feelings.... Are all that it's about. Who cares if i die trying, At least i can say i tried. And did what i wanted to with my life. This is all I've ever known, And it's all i'll ever be. For better or for worse I'm married to the music. (well the behind the scenes type things anyways)...

I didn't talk to either the boys as much as i'd have liked too. No twenty questions or horrible small talk. Which is usually shrug worthy of anyways,
 i did end up speaking up and opening up more than i had ever expected myself to do. Them staying at my house probably being a big factor in that. But i feel like next time around, God and life willing i get to see them again. (if only it could be soon, Cause damn son for some reason I MISS THEM? uh what.. shh if they ask i didn't say anything d:) I'd  like to think we'd pick up where we left off without awkwardness and with great table conversations over breakfast before they headed off. Because that was pretty great. Not gonna lie. I feel like i really know them, yet i don't at all and this bugs me. How could i feel so close to people i still hardly know anything about? Maybe their music makes me feel like i know them, Maybe i know them better than i think, Maybe sharing a house with them for a few days helped. I dunno but it's nice to be able to call such great people my friends. If I ever start to get more friends in the music industry i bet you anything none of them could compare to the compassion and hearts of Richard and Justin.
I'm a lucky girl to have not only meet them, But to say that i know them. And to have helped them out as best to my abilities. Honestly meant the world to me. No, Means the world to me.
These are times i hope to never forget. After all not many teenagers can say that they cooked breakfast for band dudes home alone (well the first morning anyway)
 two days in a row while they took showers and got ready after sleeping in the room next to her all night at her house. d: Yeah that was too much.... So i'll end at that.

Enough chatter Let's move on to the photos shall we?

Richard Strater :3 

Justin daniels ^_^

for the happiest dude i've probably ever met... He sure does have an angry preforming face. xp But emotion is good! 

i didn't really write about these guys,,, because i forgot the band name oops. But damn she had pipes! C:

this moment when everyone got up and danced made my heart happy.

ahaha i like horrible edits oops.

                                                                                                                                                                                No, Wait, Okay,One last thing....  this is something personal that probably shouldn't be mentioned but i  can't help but want to take the time to thank them for the inspiration. They both wrote my family and I letters that they hung on carefully and sweetly the fridge. They'll stay there for a long ass time....

( i'll probably hang them into my hallway once my family makes me move them lol) I see myself looking at them when times are tough. Or when i need encouragement. Because i'll think of them, And how grateful they were. How upbeat and happy they were to be doing what they loved even tho it's challenging and rough at times.  I look up to them. They may not be too much older than me but i know one day when i'm down i'll find myself pondering how great they are.  And how great they made me feel just by being around them. and hey maybe one day when i'm in they situation i'll smile and think of them... Moral of this ending is, Strive for your dreams. Even if it means starving, sleeping on someones floor, or barely breaking even most days.  Never let that fear of striking out keep you from playing the game. Live your life the way you want to, take it day by day and in the end... Everything will work out. And if things are not okay. Then it isn't the end. I have a great life. I need to remind myself of that more often. Maybe they'll help remind me of that. 

Depressions and anxieties, and even society  can be bitches. But i won't let them stop me from being happy, And living.  I can't stay stuck this way forever. And i realized that often times in this life

The best people you could ever find are ones you'd be told not to talk to. Or the ones you'd think to look down upon because of their looks or lifestyle. what do i say to that!? Go say hi to someone you'd never normally talk to, Get pierced and tattooed, Become a starving artist instead of a un happy yet successful doctor, 

 Don't you dare let anyone or anything ever tell you otherwise. And if they disagree fuck what they think. You have every right to be yourself and to be happy. You'll thank yourself for it one day. 

My body is so full of emotion tonight i feel like i might combust....~

First off, Although it technically came second.....

One of my favorite band dudes who I've supported and followed since 2010  Messaged me with his new bands music video..... And I was actually shocked I hadn't noticed it was out yet.-. It just made my heart Warm and fuzzy that he talks to me still. Even after his disappearance from the world, He came back recently new band in tow. And it makes me smile that he cared to find me and get me into his new band.
Which i would've found eventually anyway.
 I love raw fabrics so much. They're creative and different with their look and sound.  The only song out right now is called down the drain and it gets stuck in my head far to often. His old band (Drive A) Is that band that got me where i am today, But if you're a good follower of mine you'd already know that d: I was sad to see them go. And i'll admit i still miss them from time to time but they are all onto bigger and better things and i proudly still support them all in their new projects.
 Not just because they are great people that i love but because the music is great on all levels.
(Jason is in Beachwood coyotes, Taylor in no coast, Bruno who now goes by jack haha being in raw fabrics, And uh not sure about Cody and Robert at the moment but still figured i'd add the bands in case you want to look them up as well)

The link for raw fabric's video song https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-z61iG78JFk <---- d: it's great.

So there was reason one, Now onto reason two!
 The first Alternative press magazine award show was on tonight. And i was so shocked that we had the channel it was on. I flipped my lid when it came on just because of the fact i could watch it, But it was so freaking crazy and i live tweeted it. Probably saying more than i should have but god bless all my followers for putting up with me. I couldn't contain myself. And now i'm just so all over the dang place.
All these bands mean so much to me, And it is so amazing seeing them all together like this. Alternative isn't as popular as i'd like it to be, But Ap helps it get more of a following. I know not many people cared about what i had/ have to say about tonight. But i realized how much it all means to me.
Lately i keep hearing my dad ask "Job or school" And I cannot answer him because i have literally No idea. Where i'm going to go from 18 or what i'm going to do with my life. But i'm realizing that it needs to be music related. That is where my heart is. Behind the scenes, Writing, vlogging, photographing, Recording, Talking, blah blah blah i want all of it. I just don't know what or how right now. And i'm scared i never will. I have that drive I do. But nobody ever see's it because i'm such a confused slow person as of late. But i'm working on changing that. And i'll do my damnedest to make my life the way i want it. I don't want to have to force myself through school that might not ever get me to where i want to be. Or force myself into a job i hate. My life is sucky enough no thank you. But i know that it might be exactly what I must do to succeed.
How the hell does everyone We fans sitting at home look up to make it to where they are?
Because please if you know tell me your secrets and show me your ways.
It takes hard word, knowing people and starting from the bottom. These are the things i know. But that's not enough to help me get anywhere. And it drives me mad because i actually don't even know where i want to be exactly. I just have this dream and this idea that probably doesn't even freaking exist. I don't see anyone ever caring about what I have to say, Or see people relating to me. Or having fans of my own one day.
Like will someone ever actually be a me one day? Searching for that drive Waiting for that next photo or tweet...... Cause that's something i feel i can only ever dream of. But fuck dreams come true everyday. Right? I hope. And I pray..... That i'll make it somewhere one day.

I don't want to be in the audience forever, I don't want to be a useless speck of dust in the wind forever.
And i need to get my cards in order and work harder on figuring it all out. Someone send help i might die before i ever get anywhere. But at least i'll have died trying.

 https://twitter.com/pr3tty3Vacant3 <---- If you care to see all the dumb things i said about tonight's show feel free to go be a creep. I'd screen shot it all but ugh Lazy, And nobody cares anyway. So there's that.

I feel like originality is dead,

And that the life I want, can't keep me fed.
All these dreams fill my head with countless hours of useless dread.
All words to be written, already said.
Sitting here alone in my bed, I start to wonder.
No sounds to fill the void but the rain and thunder.
There's a storm, and I don't want to be apart of the norm.
Socially awkward, I do my best to carry on ward.
To speak up, and say what's on my mind.
Dealing with life on the grind.
The life I want feels like one I cant have.
Because it's one everyone wants.
To live free, and to die a legend.
Leaving my mark with photos and words.
Sometimes it feels like it'll never be heard.
Or seen.
Smart phones, send aches through my bones.
Ending creativity, and memories.
Hurting my heart, and killing dreams I've had from the start.
How will I ever make it out alive, to show my part.
To thrive. Living life through lenses, different places every night just trying to survive.
That's all I want. But It feels like I'll never be within reach, I want it. I need it. But will it ever be? Guess I'll just have to wait and see.

Curiosity killed the cat, and I'm fat, I take up too much space. and I'll be judged in the first place, probably before even making it to first base. I just want To rest my case, and prove you all wrong. I'll get what I want, and I'll find where I've always belonged.

Life on tour would never be a bore, chore after chore, whore after whore, night after night, me verses me will always be the biggest fight. but at the end of the day, it's all up to what the world around me has to say.

Welcome to Rockville Post one. (Photos and actual posts to come later.... this is just i don't even know)

This weekend is full of things to keep to myself, But i also have that if i don't write about it and photograph it i'll forget it all one day.... I need to get over this mentality. Because in reality it keeps me from enjoying the moment. I spent my weekend focusing on photos and how to write about it all that when it finally came time to write... I had nothing.

Nothing comes out but spurs of memories and moments from my weekend. Welcome to RockVille was so great. I am so happy to have survived it. Believe me it was brutal and i caught myself thinking if this is anything like hell, it might not be such a bad place to end up after all. The sun and heat was deadly. And the crowds were insane. But the bands oh they were so worth it. Although my dad tended to ruin the bigger bands for me by talking..... It was still such a breathtaking moment to see bands I've been listening to since i can remember. I actually wanted to cry because i was so mad Rob zombie didn't play dragula But he came back out and ended it with it. Which was just so aaaaahhh. I felt so infinite this weekend i'm having troubles being able to sum it all up into words.

I also cried during stained AGAIN, But this time because i've come so far since the first time i saw them. I'm not that selfish sad naive girl anymore. And I never ever want to see her again. She wasn't me. She was just lost and bands pulled her out of it. Honestly they did. I cried back then, I cried this weekend and i'll probably cry thinking about it if i ever see them again. It's just I can't say enough how grateful i am for my life. Or how far i've come, And how great this year has been for me..... gonna stop there.

I met some great people, Half of which i didn't even catch the names of. And the odds of ever seeing them again aren't in our favor. Which is fine. Although i wouldn't mind seeing them again.  I was talkative and happy. I'm starting to feel alive. Starting to feel like a different person. Or as if the older me i thought i'd never be again is coming back. Music is what is keeping me alive. The amounts of people surrounding me, The feelings, the sounds, the pains, the feeling when you're so dead and lifeless but the band comes on and in a second you feel nothing but the energy and happiness of everyone around you. The pain slips away and you're energetic and screaming at the top of your lungs. I Stay alive for those feelings.  By the time korn came on the second day my feet felt like i was walking on needles, my skin was stinging all over and i felt like passing out multiple times that day.... But as i stood there i gave them all i had left in me. Even if i was in the back. Even with my dad talking in my ear. Even with my best friend sitting down not caring at all. I wouldn't change it. I wish the feeling could be bottled up and saved for those melancholy days where i'm laying in bed wishing for sleep or for when i'm so annoyed with everyone around me.

Honestly the best part of the weekend was probably the ending.
 But an ending truly is just another beginning. The radio was blasting, So loud you could feel it in your bones.
I couldn't even care how dead i felt, or that my head was pounding. Or that traffic was horrible. Or that we were that loud car everyone including me always hates.
I sang anyway. I remember driving over the blue bridge wishing i could stand up sticking my arms and head out of the roof of the car.
I felt like my favorite book character Charlie from the perks of being a wall flower. I saw myself as him.
And for a moment i swore i knew how he felt when he said "I feel infinite".....

Universal, Skillet, Religion,And friend hangs~

Over the weekend my concert /universal buddy (Angie) and I attended universal's mardigas to see the parade and skillet.
We had great spots for the parade and caught more beads than expected which was great and once over all we had to do was turn around and walk up a bit to face the stage for Skillet.
I didn't realize how much i loved them until the day before. And even more so here after. They played two songs and on the third..... the sound cut off. They were fixing it for about 30 minutes or so. I was disappointed and thinking they wouldn't finish the set but they did! And with added songs to make up for it. It was the last tour date of a tour that's been going on since January! So john was pretty happy to end it all with a BANG!
Their stage setup was the best I've ever seen, Angie begged to differ but they were just so great.  Smoke, screens behind them showing lyrics and very well animated videos/ videos. And even a staircase type thing that had them moving up and down! Twas insane.
 Near the end an introduction to one of the songs sent chills down my spine and gave me goosebumps.
Although i cannot recall the name of the song, I do know it was about suicide (prevention) and it just touched me. As some of you may know Skillet is a christian band... And they preached a little too which was a little awkward for me i tend to hide my religion. And i enjoyed this part far more than i lead on. This un explainable out of body experience started to come over me and i honestly haven't stopped thinking about it. My life has changed measurably since becoming closer too my best friend, Whom led me closer to god? Along with her wonderful family of course. I no longer felt pressured into it. Or as if i was doing it only to fit in with them... I was doing it because i wanted it. And my life hasn't been the same. I realized how extremely grateful i am, And how great this year really has been so far.
I wasn't in the best of places last year and i can't believe i was ever able to be pulled out of it. I am nowhere near the follower i should be, i'm a sheep that's gone astray and tends to do her own thing too often and skillet reminded me that i need to take a second to think about how far I've come. Enough to lead me back. Enough to start wearing my love for god on my sleeve. But i don't think i'll ever really get there. I lost my sense of faith, and i'm strong willed. I like to do my own thing. But i do owe my life to him. I mean it. When  looking back I see that he gave me life and hope again. And hopefully it lasts. I'm still just looking for something to put my faith back in. And if that means i end up deciding to become a (better) christian so be it. I did my best to save the verse they had shared (Isaiah 53 something..)  and i was edger to cross check it/ look it up the first chance i had gotten!.... which ended up being just after Angie had left the next day. totally put me back in my place. I was going strong for a good while, but once again i went back to sorrow and back to leading my life the way I WANTED.  i'm rambling again... Oops.

Kind of got off track here, the point was that I was surrounded by people who were feeling the same because this band in front of us was fearless enough to wear their religion on their sleeves and proudly. That's so amazing to me. I'd see them again in a heartbeat and I  in fact hope to.

Derpin, But proud of our beads. 

see the pedestal type things! so cool.

My photos aren't all that great cause i used my phone the whole time. I usually just give angie my shizz and go without a bag or anything, Which is nice. EXPECT THIS TIME.... Cause she still has my credit card haha. I'm a broke basic bitch for the week, Or until i see her again. 

Subject change! I also finally had the opportunity to see the ReVamped beetle-juice show. And i was so excited about it, but it was kind of a let down. They just changed it to Beetlejuice's mashup. and it's so 2014 i wanted to puke. Which is probably exactly what they were going for to be honest. The costumes were tacky and trashy and boobs just boobs. Yes lotsa boobs. Not that i'd complain about boobs (; hehe.  I never got the chance to see the older show but i wish i could have. In fact i might check YouTube. I'd have love the old cheesy costumes and songs. Don't get me wrong the show was still great, I was singing and dancing along the whole time. I was just upset at how modern they made it. Kinda felt like they sold out and went for a hhn (Halloween horror nights) Bill and ted's show kind of feel. The songs weren't bad just felt like they A took it too far and B focused on Frankenstein too much. Who looked so bad, the hair the makeup the outfit everything iiiiiccckkkk! I don't get why i'm so biased about this. But i just dislike the directions they took with the show. Thus being said i'd still totally go see it again tho! And i'm hoping to be seeing the rocky horror next weekend. ;D which i've been wanting to do FOR SO LONG. i became obsessed after  seeing the small show hhn did last year. So if you're interested be on the lookout for that. If it happens i'll be sure to talk too much about it. As usual if you made it this far into my post, I kind of love you. Thanks so much! ~Chyster

^that's what they should still look like *shakes head*..... I'll add photos of the show later.My phone is being stupid. and won't email them to myself. I'm frustrated and want this posted soooooo yeah.

Dinner haha. 

We're cute~ 

The Decade Tour, march 9th 2014.

There's so much to write i don't even know where to start, But I've gotta start somewhere right? Might as well make it the beginning
The tour was in Jacksonville and on my dads birthday so i thought no way in hell i'm going... But I wouldn't give up. And well here we are two days after. The drive was rocky we went to the wrong venue. But i used the GPS on my phone and we were at the right place in 20 mins tops. Sooooo, No biggie.


We got there and the doors were unlocked. And there wasn't a box office.  So my dad being well my dad walked right in. And i'll be damned the manager let us wait inside the venue. It was so, So, SO weird and amazing for me. We started off in the first room which was no big deal to  be in i mean it was cool and all but we were out of the way so i could see why they would't mind. Later moved on into the main stage room to creep and watch set up.... I WAS FREAKING OUT. Ya know on the inside. (; Until Shawn Milke walked by.....  Because at that point i uh i lost it. Just ask my dad. i kept hitting his leg and uh kept whispering things.

My first VIP experience was so worth it. Not only did it come with a meet and greet that was so fantastic, But a tee shirt vip lanyards a poster and dog tags... The meet and greet alone would've been worth it honestly. Not that i'd really have needed it all the dudes expect Dennis came back out after the show..But anyways, All the Alesana dudes were so down to earth and amazing. I'll never EVER forget talking to them. Jake and Shawn mostly. i spent more time with them than i could've ever imagined or dreamed up.

There were two Local opening Bands, Both of which deserve some recognition. Abolish the relics and Blessing a curse.  I wasn't expecting them to be there nor was i expecting them to be any good but i was wrong. They both had great unique sounds and put on a great show. Defiantly got my energy up and made me start to feel alive again. Although i was pretty hyped up already due to such a great few hours of fangilring on the inside. I mean let's face it, i watched fare well my love get ready and Shawn Milke walked passed me before he was "supposed" to. My dad deserves a few pats on the back for getting me inside so easily and early. Hoping to return to the megaplex Rocbar soon because it was a down to earth rad feeling / looking bar. Next up was Megosh they opened with Black is the new blonde I was a happy panda because i knew it. Or well remembered it haha. Hands and hearts were so great too. Let's just say i'm now a fan of ALL THE BANDS that are on the tour. including the Jacksonville local openers. and i'm happy to have new music to swoon over. I know all the dudes in farewell my love.... yet i only knew one song "mirror mirror" Ooops? but being barrier front and center helped me practice my lip singing... bwhaha. Get scared and Alesana kiled it. I was screaming and jumping the whole time. No wonder why i'm so sick now. I've been running away from this sickness all week it seems and it caught up to me the day after the show sadly.

I brought sour patch kids and reese's to Johnny In get scared Ran right upto him the first time he walked in during set up. He was busy but i asked him if he had a second... His reply? Maybe two seconds?  So adorbz. But point is all the boys made me feel guilty for leaving them out and now next time i see them i'm bringing enough spk's for an army. bwhaha. I got a group photo WITH ALL OF THEM. Which made me so freaking happy. Joked around with them  for awhile and even learned a few things from lloyed and loghan (fare well my love) and just ugh Take me back. I miss it. So much already. I became a totally different person by the end of the night. I was able to open up and actually TALK to people. Anyways,

At the end of the night we waited around because Jake was gonna drink with my dad for his birthday and although it never happened sadly...The conversation i stood in on between the boys was worth it. Jake was pretty blah at the end of the night and started having a sentimental moment about how much the band meant to him and that they were like family to him. Their band manager even came over with Melissa (Shawn's sister, Guest vocals for some alesana songs, and the managers partner)  on skype for a moment and i awkwardly hid behind them while they talked. ahaha it was funny. Made me feel a tad creepy and annoying but hey they didn't mind. I feel like i should shut up now... But there's still so much to tell. My dad was able to help me get at least one pic from each band..... and even Alesana's drum stick. :3 And there's still so much running through my head to talk about. Lets not even go into how energetic my dad was... he kept shouting and at one point dennis reacted on stage and i lost it...  Also sang this conversation is over with dennis shoving the mic in my face.... xD i wanted to cry. Not even kidding. Anyways...
So uh let's add photos shall i? Sorry none of these are really all that great photography wise. Hope you won't mind.

A pic from EVERY BAND. c; 

Farewell my love... I'm wearing loghans hat WOOP!

Picture of a picture happening... It sucked but i finally got a good one ahah

HE'S COOLER THAN ME. i am so jealous. Props to Miranda Eliot for the photo of my dad. It has 51 notes on tumblr...  

Ryan howell, Frewell my love. 

dennis lee..

i effing loved their couches. 

Shawn milke

Had so much fun with the boys Can't wait to see them again soon.

Fail sail, selfie style. 

I really wish i could remember what other band he recommended. I fell in love with MAE. ):  I'm really happy with how much we talked. i honestly can't get over it.

My dad looks dumb. XD 

Johnny Boy ^_^

Covered in dennis lee's spit, Which was mostly beer. I aint even mad. 

He gave me a Megosh button~!!! 

Jake! and the neverland pirate d:

Dorks.

My dads a creep and for once that's ok! yay~

I'll end with PS post concert depression is a bitch.