hell or glory. i don't want anything in between.

then came a baby boy with long eyelashes. and daddy said "you gotta show the world the thunder."

i swear she was on to me. we got there around 1:30. doors opened at 5. some assholes cut in front of us, so they got wristbands to go into the pit. we were sooooooooooo pissed. we sat under the pavillion during hey monday, and rocked out to cobra starship [FANGS UP!!] and to a few all time low songs. [it was cute cause they had HOME as their set.] but, the asian was not to be denied up closeness to 50cent, so when the lights went down, we slid under the bars and into the pit. it was amazing. we almost got his hoodie he threw into the crowd, but the security dude had to take it away cause so many people were fighting over it. and some girl next to us thought she was hot shit grinding with some guy. she was disgusting. it was gross.
then, fall out boy.
absolutely amazing. favorite parts:
1. when singing headfirst slide into cooperstown on a bad bet, pete leaned on patricks back when patrick sang "i will never end up like him, behind my back i already am."
2. pete in the crowd during saturday.
3. the video they played when changing out of the suits, with pete stripping down and getting dressed with people around him doing his hair and makeup, while the rest of the band chilled while sitting at a table. i laughed.
so many moore. i needed that concert, so much.
it was so great. whats better, i was so not supposed to be there. my mom was told that i was at the asians house watching korean soap operas. it was great.
oh, the concert had cameras for mtvU and stuff. it was fun screaming into the camera.
ahh i'm so happy.

the glorious 50cent.

the glorious pete wentz.

the glorious pete wentz and glorious joe trohman, and chicago swat team member...?



maybe more pictures laterrrrr.

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