Crazy fucking night
Went with my friend to see a show of metal bands at Jannus Landing
Friend decides its a good idea to put his phone in my back pack.
I get sucked into the crowd of moshing men and crazy groupies
everyone is pushing and shoving others from the energy
lost in the sea of people I call them only to remember he put his phone in my pack
music blaring from the speakers and I have this look upon my face that says scared little girl = fresh meat.
creepy drunk men whistled, and shouted at me from their vehicles.
I wasn’t even wearing a risque outfit. Just a grey t-shirt and faded black pants.
I walked back and forth to find someone I knew
Kevin wasn’t answering his phone either until he gets into a car to go home
gee thanks buddy. I’m a woman alone in a loud city of drunken idiots. it’s now 1 in the morning I desperately call my girlfriend in Largo to help me. she calls a friend that we both know to pick me up. Zack is such a nice person but I’m an irresponsible fool to trust people. gah, I hated myself that night.
pissed, scared, alone, clusterfuck of emotion running through me my hands were shaking. I knew people could see how scared I was from my facial expression. which made it worse.
This weekend was so much fun, you don’t even know how happy I am.
I went to Howl O Scream at Busch Gardens with one of my favorite people, Austin
and that’s cool enough on it’s own, we got this tour with front of the line for the houses and roller coasters!
It wasn’t incredibly scary, but I screamed a lot and the performers were mocking my noises
We got pictures with these really attractive nurses who dance.
It was just really really fun
(and some kids waiting in line yelled my name and said hi, and I still don’t know who they were)
Then, last night
we went to Jannus Landing to see TV on the Radio!
It. Was. Fucking. Fantastic.
(I wasn’t allowed to bring my camera in, so they’re no pictures. Sorry)
and then we went back to his house and watched Nick & Norah’s Infinite Playlist.
It was just the best weekend, like, ever.