Everyone is “with the band” these days. Every show I go to, I can’t help but over hear all the fourteen year-old girls within a ten mile radius saying things like; “well, I’m best friends with the lead singer”, “yeah, Brendan Urie and I hooked up”, “um, Trace Cyrus is my boyfriend”. Well if that’s true then you need to get new friends, because if you were actually BFFS with Shaant Hacykian, he’d put you on the guest list, so you wouldn’t have to pay for a ticket and stand in the pit . “Well, I’m just in the pit because I thought it would be fun to watch the show from here” they may say. But it just so happens that right when the show gets out, William Beckett’s “little sister” is standing behind a barricade screaming and crying because ol’Billy Becks smiled in her direction on his way into the tour bus. Last time I checked siblings aren’t fangirls for each other. And unless the band member is Shawn Harris, they couldn’t possibly have THAT many friends.  I’m not going to deny the fact that it is pretty awesome to be able to meet and get to know the members of your favorite bands. However, Pete Wentz signing your ticket once, does not make him your husband.

What really annoys me about this phenomenon, is all the grown women who can’t stop talking about their wild sexcapades with “that guy” from Escape the Fate or “the cute one” from Say Anything. You know, the girls that hold up those signs that say “Gabe, I’m pregnant” and scream out their desires to blow every guy on stage during set changes. I’d rather hang out with 1000 hipsters at a Ratatat show than be around drunk 19 year olds who love letting everyone know they’ve sexually conquered every member of Motion City Soundtrack. If J.P.  high-fived you one time, great, but last time I checked that doesn’t mean you gave him a hand job.

Yours truly,

Jersey Sarah

P.S. I TOTALLY made out with that guy from the Higher. It was incredible. He hasn't called me back yet. But you know, I think he's just busy and stuff. They're playing warped tour, so he's prolly guest-listing me.

Assuming everything works out, Ill be interviewing some pretty sweet bands.

Just so you know

miniskirts are not PUNK ROCK.

don't be a warped whore.

WEAR SOME FUCKING CLOTHES.

-bobdamnit-

I'm flying out to Maine today, and this is what I see. Oh well, I still am so excited. I'm flying out from LAX at 10:30 p.m, I'll get to Maine by 10:30 a.m. Red eye, ew. I get right off the plane and go straight to the Civic Center, then I'll wait in line for HOURS, then see the BEST CONCERT EVER. MUSE AND MY CHEMICAL ROMANCE!!!!

Then I fly back and have to go to school. 

This is the best 16th birthday present EVER.

i've been through so many

marley (wtf?)

sar

sarz

tk

tk chaos

tkizzle (thats awkward)

STeaK

stk

and JERSEY (this is the most rad one)

but then today a brilliant person called me Zoo Jersey, it may seem weird but I have a million CRAZY pets, exotic parrots, a bobcat, etc...and I am in love with New Jersey. and people have been calling me jersey for a long time.

so fuck yes...it's ZOO JERSEY.

(ok i know that it is soooo nerdy, but whatever it's still a little punk rock)