Well i had my second thoughts if i was going to be arriving, the questions of, "Who am I going with? Who is my ride? and most important, Am I gonna have fun, is it worth ten bucks?" I decided that i need to escape all this drama, so i shall escape with my chicas. so about thirty minutes after school, we headed toward eda's house. We ate some pretty tasty lumpia that her mommy cooked, listened to some jams, watched the gals get ready. Eda also revealed her performances while practicing, 'Don't wanna miss a thing,' im not just saying this to say this, but shes really good; I can't really put any more emphasis on it. She also belted out 'If I Were A Boy,' awesome possum shit. Anyways, it was Kristine, Vincent, Lisa, Eda, and I that traveled with her to Piedmont, the car ride was short. When we arrived we waited for about a good twenty minutes, after we requested to view the reservations list, which we were on under Lisa's name. We each payed out ten dollars, and then they marked our hands; they didn't even give us a ticket or anything after, just scribbled on our hands with a yellow highlighter. Ugh... what the fuck. As we followed Lisa passed the gates and tables, they didn't even fuckin' check for a ticket, our hands, anything; Complete waste of ten dollars, or at least at the time thats what i thought. There wasn't many people out there, yet again we were kind of the first ones to get passed the doors. It was outside, there was a hill going down, of grass, toward the concrete, and where that was is where the stage and audience meet. we settled out stuff down, and just shouted carelessly at the performers. i honestly didn't know the 'Main Acts,' mostly the opening ones, only because about four performances attended Milpitas High. I can remember the first performance, "Lucky, Jason Mraz," some guy and girl. they said the guy was from last year's talent show, and the girl was just from choir, that honestly made me crack a smile. the second one was CJ, it was just an EHH. the third was the BOI TOIZ, oh my gawshh, shut the fuck up; i mean i have no hate, but when kristine warned me, she was right. the guitaristS were both off, and the singer said he was '... singing on the top of his lungs [ John Mayer ] ' and it couldn't sound any worser.' im sorry if im a harsh critic, but its ten dollars man. the fourth performance rawkked, EDA! totally belted it, madd props. i can't remember the other of the opening acts besides rhythm and beats, pretty dope. there was a ten minute intermission and then the MC for the first opening acts left, and we got some supposedly famous 'radio' guy or whatever; don't matta. well the first of the opening acts were CABLE CAR STARS. OH MY GOD, the fucking hyped it up, they got that PARTY started. since we were in the front of the grass, we had an advantage. They gave the audience permission to run onto the concrete, and directly in front of the stage. And so we did, hell fuckin' yeah. They had three songs, we sung along with the chorus, grooving with the beat, and lifting our hands up. We all jumped, shouting and everything i guess. Ugh, thank god they started it. After was This one chick, she was aiite. But Reynard Silva was next. I mean I listened to his songs like two years ago, so it was pretty damn exciting to hear some new shit. All the girls were screaming, Oh yeah, and Kevin too; It was fun, waving our hands from side to side, you know, as if we had phones in our hands, just without the phones haha. As he was singing the MC came up on stage handing him five of his CD's. Our whole group ran to the stage. He tossed about three of them, and then he had one out, and I jumped fuckin' hella high, and took it, especially from this catty girls; sheesh. the rest was Gabe Bondoc, which was a tad bit boring, i mean yeah the songs allured me into it, but after a while, i needed to pee, so that took the vibe away. We got autographs, pictures, and then just headed to McDonalds to end the day, thats pretty much it, i'll update on the ***** story later. FUCK A BITCH =)
