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◀ Sunday, February 15, 2009

I know I haven't blogged about FOB yet. I'm not suffering from any withdrawals, though I do miss them and did feel sad when I went pass Indoor Stadium yesterday. I didn't meet the band (sadly), but I was front row for the concert even though we only started queuing at 2! We had the best time at the show, despite the four international school fuckers who were behind us. Pete Wentz saw the sign "Pete Wentz is so two years ago" and stuck out his tongue for really long; everyone else around our area started snapping pictures of he and his stupid tongue and we didn't even get any ): Fuck. HAHA. Still, the FOB show was the best show I've ever been too and I was with the best people EVER and I can safely say that I wouldn't trade all that for anything in the world. It's okay that I didn't meet my boys. At least I left an impression on Pete Wentz with my sign :-)

I love this band so fucking much :')