i'm HOME! moving back home was a nightmare. two puny ha sisters do not make the best movers. i ended up having to go back by myself later that night to finish draggin stuff back home. then came my near-death experience with my bed. that sounds...odd. well, i ended up having to deloft my bed by myself, so i had three legs loose, but the last one was really stuck tightly. i finally braced one leg on the bottom frame and pulled--*crash!* the whole top frame, mattress, and wooden planks fell down (some of you may know how high my bed was lofted--let me assure you, it was damned high), and i cussed in a really girly voice. i was sort of embarrassed because i think that if you're going to cuss, you might as well do it in a tough, low voice--not a wimpy girly voice. but i guess it was just reflex. oh well. now i know that deep down, i am really just a dirty girly-girl. (kidding!) hey, at least my bed didn't fall on top of me. =D

i went to live 105's bfd concert with deb, alex, and steven today too. nicely burned now. ouch. highlights include second-hand smoke of all types, a disturbingly old couple getting freaky ("ew, her lipstick's all smeared...ack, now he has on more lipstick than her!"), and an audience member eating a twinkie from the goldfinger drummer's bare ass. yes, you read that correctly. that is an image that will not be leaving my mind for a while, unfortunately. anyway, we saw goldfinger, n.e.r.d., hoobastank, jimmy eat world, dashboard confessional, new found glory, cypress hill, papa roach, and p.o.d. whee! hoobastank and jimmy eat world made christina very happy. =) i lovelovelove jimmy eat world. they sound so good live! too bad bfd was not the right locale to play their slower songs like "hear you me" or "my sundown." but they played "if you don't, don't" and "sweetness" of course. sweet! papa roach is just incredible live too. their lead singer is crazy--way too much energy! makes for good entertainment though.

yet one thing i do not understand is the concept of moshing. it's just a bunch of guys who cannot dance running around banging into each other and stumbling into the people surrounding them. like they run into the mosh pit for the express purpose of ramming into each other--someone explain the motive to me please? it just looks like they're trying to kill each other and demonstrate their respective testosterone levels. however, one uplifting element of mosh pits is that they immediately help up anyone who falls down and make sure the mosh pit doesn't occur on dangerous broken gravel. uh...but they're still smashing into each other! i don't get it!

but overall it was good, clean fun? well, except for all the cigarette and pot smoke. and excessive cussing. and the twinkie in the ass. on second thought, my future children are never allowed to attend any concerts of this nature until they're 18. ;-) gonna go shower now and hope my face doesn't peel off.

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are you going to live your life standing in the back looking around?
are you going to waste your time?
got to make a move or you'll miss out
someone is going to ask you what it's all about
stick around nostalgia won't let you down
someone is going to ask you what it's all about
what are you going to have to say for yourself?

i'm on my feet
i'm on the floor
i'm good to go
now all i need is just to hear a song i know
i want to always feel like part of this was mine
i want to fall in love tonight

crimson and clover, over and over
crimson and clover, over and over
our house in the middle of the street, why did we ever meet?
started my rock 'n roll fantasy
don't, don't, don't let's start, why did we ever part?
kick start my rock 'n rollin' heart

i'm on my feet
i'm on the floor
i'm good to go
so come on davey, sing me something that i know
i want to always feel like part of this was mine
i wanna fall in love tonight
here, tonight