Last night was AMAZING.
Although. I was sick for the whole thing.
On the way up to springfield, I had Eric pull the car over on I-95 so I could well..throw up. I was that sick.
We took the metro into DC.
"Its black anthrax" Haha.
We got to the 930 club and waited outside with all the other Stafford kids.
Got in.
The first band, Three. They were very talented instumently. But their music itself wasn't that good. At least to me.
UnderOATH played an incredible show.
As well as Coheed and Cambria.
I was in the crowd for Coheed, but during their second to last song, I had to get out..Being in a hot, sweaty group of people wasn't really making me feel better.
The crowd always chants Coheed after they finish a show, and they never let us down. They come back and play at least one more song, if not more. I love them. They did it back in April, and they did it again this time. But anyways, after that we left.
It was like 12.
We had to go down to McDonald's to get my purse out of this guy Greg's trunk.
We were gonna get something to eat before Maddie reminded us that the last metro was at 12:20 or something like that.
We grabbed our stuff and hauled ass down the street.
When we got to the metro station, and before we head down the stairs, there's this guy on his cell phone and Eric yelled to him asking him if it was still running. The guy said no.
Eric whipped out his cell phone and started calling everyone that was at the show to see if they could give us a ride to Springfield metro station..But they either had no room in their car or were already out of DC.
When Eric was on his cell phone trying to get a hold of people, I started making small talk with the other guy that was there.
I found out that he also was from Stafford and missed the metro too.
Oh, and his name was Sebastion.
Well, Sebastion was waiting on his friend to call him back whether or not he could pick him up. And we asked if we could bum a ride to Springfield if he did. He said sure, he just had to wait for his friend to call back.
So its like 12:30 - 1 am at this point, and we're all freezing our asses off outside an African American museum in Northwest Washington, basically stranded there.
As we're just sitting there, these two other girls show up. Found out they missed the last metro too.
They used my phone to try and call people. But no luck.
We decided to hail down a cab and see how much it would cost.
The other two girls were heading to Alexandria
Oh and were named Amanda and Stepphie.
So we hail down this cab driver, from like Kenya, and we barely could understand him but he saids that it'll cost us $55 bucks to take Amanda and Stepphie to Alexandria the me, Eric, and Sebastion to Springfield.
So we all cram into this cab.
And in the car, we are just chitchatting, getting to know these people we're sharing a cab with after all of us saw an amazing concert. Turns out we're all from Stafford, and we all knew each other from mutal friends somehow. It was crazy!! We were all saying that it was a night we were gonna remember..
Well, we dropped off the two girls and started to head to Springfield..
BUT....I got sick in the cab..And the driver pulled over...and I threw up outside the cab. Haha..It sucked at the moment, but I think it's funny now.
We get to the metro station.
It took us 10 minutes to realize we weren't on the right level.
Found our cars.
Said goodbye to Sebastion..
And did 120 mph coming home.
Got home.
Stuffed my face.
Didnt even shower, I just crashed.
Definately woke up the next day and showered for like a hour.
It was crazyyyyyyyy! I loved every minute of it.