Saturday, June 22, 2002

Isn't it strange that a gift could be an enemy
Isn't it weird that a privilege could feel like a chore
Maybe its me, but this life isn't going anywhere
Maybe if we looked hard enough we could find a back door
Find yourself a back door
I see you in line dragging your feet
You have my sympathy
The day you were born you were born free
That is your privilege
Isn't it strange that the man standing in front of me
Doesn't have a clue why he's waiting or what he's waiting for
Maybe its me but I'm sick of wasting energy
Maybe if I look in my heart, I can find a back a door
Find yourself a back door
I see you in line dragging your feet
You have my sympathy
The day you were born you were born free
That is your
That is your privilege
Find yourself a back door
I see you in line dragging your feet
You have my sympathy
The day you were born you were born free
That is your privilege
I see you in line dragging your feet
You have my sympathy
The day you were born you were born free
That is your
That is your privilege
Yeh, incubus concert kicked ass, good light show, amazing songs, brandon took his shirt off *falls off chair*, got an incubus shirt...and rob owes me two bucks lol seems like a good day to me...
This one girl crowd surfed a bagillion times and she kept falling on me *ouch*. This guy that was next to me [rather cute if I do say so myself] was throwing sparkler firecracker thingies at the stage which is the dumbest thing ever because we were in the pit, and we were close to Mike so if it hit him or someone in the crowd, the show would have ended. btw, it was Mike's birthday yesterday!! blah!! so good. *sings bday song*
So I like being in the pit more than any other place since it's more intense and such...good times, good times.

Bianca
12:03 PM