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Tuesday, April 29, 2003

 

Coachella


so it turns out that uncle buddy has these vip passes to coachella that he got me and ingha... they were really nice b/c the shade was better.. the drinks were better, not to mention we got 3 free for each ticket... but it's not really backstage... on the shameful celebrity note.. i saw tommy lee, kelly osbourne and woody harrelson... ingha's friends saw cameron diaz and jared leto (my high school crush) ... there were a few others.. but i didn't really know names... on sat i caught nerd... missed blur, queens of the stone age, and the hives... saw ben harper and BEASTIE BOYS... i been waiting about 9 years to see them... shit. i was so excited.. being alone didn't really mean anything to me... one guy in the vip room let his friend pull down his shorts ... he wasn't wearing any underwear... most of the time i just lay in the shade... on sat i met these two guys who bought me and ingha drinks and dinner... i met quite a few interesting people/ couples in the hotel's hot tub on saturday night... um yeah... um, yeahhhh.... on sunday i met a woman whose husband is a manager for producers- finding them bands.... she, tina, had the cutest baby with her (magnolia) magnolia was only 15 monthsand she had the cutest curls... and was featured in a disney catalogue once.. hehehhehe.. me like bebes...and we both started talking to this one lady who ran marathons... we traded stealing stories- you know.. the stories that kept us from stealing ever again... on the way to the car some guy got kicked out for smoking pot right before red hot chili peppers... then one car next to ours needed help trying to get to their trunk which was stuck... eh.. i had nothing else to do while i waited for ingha and her friends.... strange sunday i caught a bit more... it's so draining being in the sun standing and all... we started with mars volta, sonic youth, jack johnson, iggy and the stooges, and then i ended with RED HOT CHILI PEPPERS.. another band i had been dying to see... (excited sonnyboy? i know you're reading this and you're going to recite this back to me on my birthday when you see me!) well i was hella excited!!!! bands i had been dying to see for years... well.. i wasn't as into sonic youth and mars volta.. but hey.. whateva, ya know!!! i wanted to head out to see fisherspooner, but some foreign student misinformed me and told me it was over.... on the way out... i took a picture of this contraption that was a percussion sculpture.. it was so tight i had to take a picture.... my thoughts are all jumbled up... the hotel was great, highly recommended.. i did feel a little bit out of place.... in the group that is... they would never listen to me so i just kept to myself in the end.... HOW SAD! maybe amelia was right when she told me over winter break that i don't understand people.... it was such a mean thing to say, but i just can't stand it when people always want things their way... it gets frustrating... takes me back to the dorms when i would wait for people waiting for people just to eat.... and i wanted to say fuck this.. i have to eat, i'm dying!!! i shoulda but i'm sure there's a next time to speak up for myself.. there were so many times i felt tension.. like when i said we should stick to the directions and they instead pulled into a longer taking route..... or when i showed someone how to use the panic button to find the car and they were so exhausted that they were rude.... sometimes... i really am gonna punch someone in the face... i just wonder who it'll be..




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