Just another crazy messed up chapter in a way too old EMO kids life/ EMO = my music not my life!
So have I got some craziness to talk about btu before all that I will give a quick summary of that 2 weeks fo teaching I was involoved in and was all freaked out about:
I WAS FRICKIN MONEY!! I got infront of the classes I had to teach and it felt as though I completely belonged... and then on my last day I got asked out on a date by a grade 10 girl (well to be exact I was told that if I wanted a movie started at 10 at centre cinemas and I was moere than welcome to join her friend, her friends boy friend and her at the movie! that takes some balls... I feel like even though I may not have been on this for quite some time I have blogged about this...either that or I told alot of people!!
I dealt with the one part of teaching I thought I would struggle with, Discipline, quite well. I actually made a kid hold my hand infront of the class cause he wouldn't listen other wise...he didn't talk for the rest of the next 3 days!!
Anyway so on thursday I went to the Armor for sleep, underoath and Taking Back Sunday concert and I would love to give a review but I can't really remember all that much of it...and not for alcoholic reasons either but I will get to that...anyway my review of my time is that it sucks huge ass... the tickets said doors open at 7: to me that means doors open at 7 and show starts later but no Armor for sleep (who was the one band I really really wanted to see) started right at 7 and were off by the time we showed up at 7:38...next came underoath and I saw thier whole set unfortunately...plainly stated I really dislike underoath and thier music: personal choice! so I saw soem sweet peeps there which was cool but I swear I listen to music that you have to be 17 or under to listen to cause I was easily the oldest dude there at the ripe old age of 23 anyway we moved our way to close to the front of the stage for TBS and they started off pretty sweet. the crowd was a bunch of losers moshing everywhere but it happens...anyway just as TBS started playing my second favrorite song of thiers "Cute without the E"(3rd song of the set) I was apparently kicked in the head HARD by a crowd surfer and knocked unconcious, concussed and cut pretty deep. Well I came to sitting in the ambualnce area with a bloody taking back t-shirt in my hand and nurse asking me questions and all I wanted was a double rye and coke to get rid of this headache...So i had to go the hospital and cause the ER took too long I had to get staples in me old noggin and I was not able to go to sleep until 4 am...plus I couldn't keep partying which inhaled vigorusly!
Anyway I have way more on that story which includes my conversation with the girl in the next room who had just tried to commit suicide...to my sweet standoff with the nurse when I was trying to steal a pair of blue medical scrubs!
Homework here I come