Last night I went to the Chevelle concert that happened in the Greek amphitheater here on campus. I guess I could say I had fun but, most importantly, I realized how old I am. I came to the sad conclusion that Chevelle was probably the last angry-music concert I would ever go to. The cohorts of immature highschoolers really annoyed me. I think I realized how ridiculous I was at that age and I decided that I didn't appropve of my immature self. From now on I will only listen to angry music at home, in the car, or while working out and I'll reserve my right to go out to chilled out bars.
Having to wash my tennis shoes because they were heavily stepped on sucks too.
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