Don't you sit down, and don't you scream at me;

Friday was the Hawthorne Heights concert.
My dad went to pick Megan up at 4:30.
I told her I was going to bring her shoes she could wear, and I was thinking about it all day, but I forgot them at the last minute.
When we picked her up she had some trouble closing the door, because our car is old and you have to slam the doors to get them to close right.
Then we went to McDonald's, and we saw this girl there who's in our baby class, she apparently works there.
Then they tried to give us the wrong order.
Then we left and when we got to Recher there was a short line, which was amazing because we got there only 30 minutes before the doors were supposed to open.
We stood there for only 30 minutes but it seemed like so much longer.
Then we went in and we said we weren't going to stand int eh front with all the people, but we ended up doing it anyway, for reasons I'm not at liberty to discuss.
The Mile After, Tickle Me Pink, and The Color Fred went and then Emery came on.
All of a sudden a mosh pit started out of nowhere, and I got hit in the ear, screamed, grabbed onto the guy in front of me , ;) , then pushed Megan back out of the mosh pit.
Then it followed us so we had to run way back out.
It really sucked because I was there to see Emery mainly.
We left right after Emery because Hawthorne Heights basically sucks now.
Then I went to Megan's house and spent the night.
Before we went to sleep we made macaroni.
Megan insisted that we make this white cheddar macaroni but the powder cheese was more like a rock of cheese and it didn't stir.
We tried to eat around the chunks but every time we accidentally ate one we made faces.
We ended up having to make all new macaroni, regular this time.
Then we went to sleep.