“A handful of moments I wished I could change, but I was carried away,” are the lyrics that remind a lot about myself. Growing up, and even about two years ago, I was insanely shy and did not talk much around people, friends, or family. The way I talked to people was in a timid, soft spoken way, which looking back, was awfully embarrassing. My friends and family would laugh at me because I could not talk well, and when I did talk, they acted as if I were a baby who just said its first words. With all of that nonsense going on, their idiotic response kind of made me not want to say anything anymore. Through time and my love for music and boys in punk rock bands, I learned a lot about myself and I even changed how I acted towards people just
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Thank you so much!” I said bawling my eyes out. It was a dream come true! I counted down the days until the concert and each day felt like a month. All that was on my mind during school was All Time Low and Warped Tour. Throughout the school year, I saved my money for band merchandise and tried to get myself mentally and physically prepared for the concert. I do not know if it was me or if the school year seemed longer than it should have been. To be honest, I do not think I have ever been so impatient in my life until that school year happened. The day had come. I did not sleep the night before because I thought about how many bruises I will get from the mosh pits I will get trapped in and how I will sing along with my favorite band. I went to the concert with my best friend; I could tell she was not excited as much as I was. At first, the crowd was only about 120 people, but as the main stage’s set progressed, and the more crowd-hyped bands played, the crowd got bigger. There were drunks, stoners, and shirtless men and girls everywhere and it was kind of disgusting. Managing through all of the nastiness, somehow my friend and I pushed our way through the smelly crowd. We were covered in sweat and spit that was not ours, but in a way, it helped us maneuver through the people. In occasion, we got hit in the face and pushed, but we were determined to get as close to the stage as we could. Luckily, there were no mosh pits to rummage
Thank you so much!” I said bawling my eyes out. It was a dream come true! I counted down the days until the concert and each day felt like a month. All that was on my mind during school was All Time Low and Warped Tour. Throughout the school year, I saved my money for band merchandise and tried to get myself mentally and physically prepared for the concert. I do not know if it was me or if the school year seemed longer than it should have been. To be honest, I do not think I have ever been so impatient in my life until that school year happened. The day had come. I did not sleep the night before because I thought about how many bruises I will get from the mosh pits I will get trapped in and how I will sing along with my favorite band. I went to the concert with my best friend; I could tell she was not excited as much as I was. At first, the crowd was only about 120 people, but as the main stage’s set progressed, and the more crowd-hyped bands played, the crowd got bigger. There were drunks, stoners, and shirtless men and girls everywhere and it was kind of disgusting. Managing through all of the nastiness, somehow my friend and I pushed our way through the smelly crowd. We were covered in sweat and spit that was not ours, but in a way, it helped us maneuver through the people. In occasion, we got hit in the face and pushed, but we were determined to get as close to the stage as we could. Luckily, there were no mosh pits to rummage