a trip down memory lane

The following is a journal entry I found when cleaning up my room over the break. I just want to share it with you in its entirety and with no changes in spelling, grammar, etc. It was written on my 15th birthday in Las Vegas when I saw Thrice at Warped Tour. Notes by me will be in brackets.

June 23, 2001 11:38 p.m.

alright. that is one word to describe my day today. alright. warped tour was okay. we watched the vandals, the bouncing souls, less than jake, the ataris, and most importantly of all, Thrice. kuya bought me a Thrice shirt. we went to their table. the guy asked me where I had bought my Thrice shirt and i said hot topic. we also got a bunch of stickers and cds and stuff. pretty cool.

one time, before the Thrice show. teppei walked past me and i made my 'melting' face [it's that face you make when the hottest guy walks past you or when Amelie turned to water when she saw Nino leave the cafe]. this was the same face i made when i saw dustin. it's like this shy-girl-oh-my-gosh type of face. but he walked past me and saw right through me. it was the worst feeling in the world. i get it all the time.

i took a bunch of pics of them today @ their show. we were in the front by the pit. i was getting shoved and everything. it was horrible. but the songs were great. they played: as the ruin falls, identity crisis, phoenix ignition, to what end, revolution ultra-blue, torch to end all torches, kill me quickly, subtle dagger (?).

teppei was saying, "warped tour woo-hoo!". dustin was so cute when he said, "phoenix ignition, okay, we'll play that. don't worry!" and did this roll with his eyes. edde said: "our van is a giant piece of crap" and "does anybody like my hair? okay..."

kuya lost a contact and got a minor scrape by his eye. they (the crowd) moshed a lot.

we kept on passing the thrice table when dustin was there but i tried not to look @ him (hee hee).

so my day was okay. dinner was good. we ate @ this cajun restaurant. it was good.

alright. i don't feel 15. i still feel the same 3 years ago. i still feel 12 yrs. old. this year, my b-day wish, God, is for THRICE. I love them so much, from afar. i want them to be well & to keep creating good music. please take care of them for me.

And that's the end of it. I was such a shy dork back then. Still am. I mean, crap, the singer was right there, and I just ignored him because I was shy and stupid. I'll never have a chance like that again. Now, people would line up for hours just to get their signature and say hello, which would last like less than a minute. I could have talked to him for at least 5 minutes while he was there, sitting at the booth. But no, I was a shy, stupid kid who was afraid to take a chance. Learn from me, kids.