I remember how things used to be:
Going to countless shows with friends.
Hanging with my boys.
$8 for hamilton.
$7 for recher, +3 at the door.
Bel air bashes.
Sitting on the speakers.
Bubbles for Bravo Romeo Bravo.
Hanging with The Hint all night, when I came alone.
That night at Rams Head with Sam, kissing Jack on the cheek and Alex telling her to give a sharpie to someone, haha.
Kissing the cheeks of American Diary.
Selling merch of 11/24/07, for the Burning Rosewood reunion.
Meeting American Diary, for the first time, getting them to sign my black slip ons, with the white stars on them.
Jan. 13th, 2007, I believe, Mikey giving me his water bottle.
That night at Hamilton, when all I did was walk around with Josh, Ben, and Mikey and helped them sell tickets.
Selling tickets for Ben at Hamilton.
The cha cha slide.
American Legion, when Josh took my shirt and made me chase him in the bathroom, Ryan got wrapped up in caution tape, and Mikey and Josh got handcuffed together with furry handcuffs. LMFAO.
Fletcher's with Sam, Mandy, and Rache. Meeting Dom & Sean, and getting picked up by Josh at the end of the night.
Getting yelled at to leave Hamilton by Will when the night was over.
Getting yelled at by Will for almost drinking a shirley temple.
Yamil and his crazy dancing.
Throwing tape at Ben in Recher.
Walking around with signs saying, "Reeder is GAY!"
My mom giving Ben cigs.
When they allowed smoking in Recher.
Getting yelled at, on countless occasions by my mom, to actually leave the venues.
When Brandon almost quit the band, and re-assuring me and Sam at Hamilton a few weeks before, that it was a big prank.
My first night at Hamilton, the halloween show.
Recher fishes haha.
Recher fries and pizza, yum yum.
Discovering my obsession with Red Bull.
The Superbowl at Hamilton. haha.
All Time Low at Hamilton, no re-entry, sold out show, couldn't breathe. haha.
Dancing on stage at hamilton for American Diary.
Getting sprayed with silly string by The Hint.
Dropout Year, when Henderson was in it, and JUSTIN! <33
That night with the girls at Recher, seeing Gun Click Panic and spilling my coke, thanks to Sean.
Being constantly ready for the big black X's.
That weird church, going through Mikey's phone and having long coversations with him all night long.
Eating some of Henderson's Subway cookie with Rachelle.
Meeting crazy drunk Sam outside of Fletcher's.
Hanging with Sam and those guys from that band, who got their shit stolen, drinking milk and eating cookies by that teeny tiny school bus behind Hamilton.
Sam getting yelled at by the lady in CVS for not HANDING her the $5.
Dunkin' Donuts getting shot up, or whatever the hell happened.
All those cupcakes that those promotion sites would make.
Stealing sodas at the Bel Air Bash and sneaking on stage.
All those $1 braclets at Hamilton.
Getting hugged from behind, by Joe from The Hint.
Annoying Ben to uncross his arms and dance to other bands.
Helping American Diary pack up the van after Recher shows.
Mikey showing us the backstage of Recher.
Ben getting all his hair chopped off and us being like, "Whoaaaaaa."
Colin dropping me at the Bel Air Bash, when I made an attempt at running and jumping on him. lmfao.
Shannon, Nick, and April and those penis lollipops.
Nick and I being "soulmates" and me stealing his belt.
Sonar with Sam & Mandy. Falling asleep in the lounge and sitting cross-legged on the floor.
Rams Head for the metal show, leaving and walking around Inner Harbor singing with Sam and blaring music in the parking garage.
That shitty Hamilton bathroom.
That even shitter Recher bathroom. lmfao.
Raspberry kisses from Mikey on my cheek.
Buying tickets behind Recher, before shows.
White Marsh with American Diary, hanging in the food court and Josh getting kicked out.
Talking to Joe behind Hamilton.
Sneaking back into Hamilton and ignoring the $1 re-entry fee.
Meeting Mikey's mom and all this frat buddies.
God, this list would never end if I kept going.
I miss it. Dearly.
I hate that things had to change.
So much.
Everything basically sucks at this point.
Local shows have no excitement anymore.
Especially locals ones, here.
Its just not the same, at all.
I hate it.
I guess all you can really do, is smile and remember the good times.
Saturday, July 11, 2009
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