Epic Quotes and Awesomesauce

So, Jonny and I went to see Close Your Eyes, The Word Alive, Underoath, and A Day to Remember, on Sunday, at the Orbit Room in GR.  It was easily the most hardcore show I've ever been to, and it was definitely in the top 3 shows I've ever been to (With the Underoath/ABR/Emery show last year, and The Classic Crime in May). There were lots of epic quotes from the evening, so I'm gonna pull a Lady G and list them.

[[Warning: Some of the people there did not have good language.  I will censor.  But unless you live under a rock, you'll probably know what they were saying. Mmmkthxbye.]]

*Standing in line*
Kid: Anyone got an extra ticket? Anybody? I've got forty bucks straight up for anyone who's got an extra ticket.
*blank stares*
Kid: FINE. I'll double it. Sixty.
Me: *to Jonny, but not as quietly as I intended* That's not double. Double would be eighty. I may be homeschooled, but I can do most basic math.
Kid in front of us: Hey man, if the homeschooler's correcting your math, you better move on.

Guard at door: ID. *marks our hands* Go in there.
Jonny: Oh, thank you, sir.
Me: Shut up. Stop thanking everyone you meet.

*Inside*
Close Your Eyes: THIS is my worship. THIS is my life.
CYE: CIRCLE PIT! CIRCLE PIT!

The Word Alive: I want to see this place moving from side to *censored* side.
TWA: When I say MOVE, I want you to *censored* MOVE.  And not a moment before.  3...2...1... ATTACK! MOVE!

Jonny: I want to crowdsurf.
Me: Go! I've only seen one person fall on their head and get dragged out by the security guards.
Jonny: ...

Jonny: I'M GOING IN! *leaps into mosh pit*

Spencer (Underoath): I want you guys to know, that Jesus is the reason we do all this.  We're not trying to shove anything down your throat, or judge you, but He IS the only way, and He IS the only reason we're able to be on this stage, rocking your teeth out tonight.

Me: You are SO sweaty.
Jonny: It's not my sweat.

Random drunk girl to me: Is THAT the new BLACKBERRY?
Me: No...
Her: I WAS SO EXCITED!

*After*


Guard at door: You kids have a good night.
Jonny: Thank you! You too, sir
Me: STOP. DOING. THAT.

Jonny: What are you doing?
Me: *running THROUGH massive puddles* I don't even care. I'm so hyper. I just almost got hit by a car. I'm just going through them.
Jonny: Follow me!
Me: I don't jump!
Jonny: PRANCE!

Jonny: I can't hear anything
Me: I bet we're screaming at each other in this car right now.
Jonny: We probably are.

Me: I went to a concert with Emilyy last year-
Jonny: Too soon?

And then there were the moments of sheer epicawesomewinsauceness.
*Jonny moshing AND crowdsurfing
*Toilet paper being thrown around the crowd.
*Random hardcore-dancing-kid man-hugging Jonny... twice.
*Throat clearing in the middle of "I'm Made of Wax, Larry, What Are You Made Of"
*Downfall. Of. Us. All. Enough said.

And If I Do Not Miss A Part Of You, A Part Of Me Is Dead

You still cross my mind from time to time
And I mostly smile
Still so set on finding out
Where we went wrong and
Why
So I retrace our every step with an unsure pen
Try to figure out what my head thinks
But
My head, just ain't what it used to be
Then again
What's the point anyway?
I remember you ascending all the stairs up to the balcony
To see if you could see me, hidden quietly away
I remember the skin of your fingers
The spot three-quarters of mine always touched when I was out of things to say
You held my hand but you were to afraid to speak
You were to afraid to speak and I could never understand
I remember when you leaned in quick to kiss me and I swear
Not a single force on earth could stop the trembling of my hand.
I remember how you smiled through the smoke
In a crowded little coffee house
And laughed at all my jokes
and I remember the way that you dressed
How we wasted all the best of us in alcohol and sweat
And I remember when I knew that you'd be leaving
How I barely kept on breathing
And I swear if we could do it all again
I'd feel the same pain
I remember painting circles in the terminal in tears
How I wept to God in fits
I've hated airports ever since!
It must be true what people say
That only time can heal the pain
And every single day I feel it fade away
But
I still remember how the distance tricked us
And led us helpless by the wrist
Into a pit to be devoured
I still remember how we held so strong to this
Though we had never really settled on a way out
I still remember the silence
And how we'd always find a way to turn and run to our mistakes
I still remember how it all came back together
Just to fall apart again.
My dear, I hear your voice in mine
I've been alone here, I've been afraid, my dear
I've been at home here, you've been away for years, I've been alone
I breathed your name into the air
I etched your name into me
I felt my anger swelling, I swam into its sea
I held your name inside my heart
But it got buried in my fear
It tore the wiring of my brain
I did my best to keep it clear.
So dear, no matter how we part
I hold you sweetly in my head.
And if I do not miss a part of you
A part of me is dead.
If I can't love you as a lover
I will love you as a friend
And I will lay a bed before you
Keep you safe until the end.
-Andria


I just posted most of that from memory.  I need to go listen to La Dispute for about 3 hours now.  It's been too long.  Their lyrics are just so raw and gorgeous.

"And a woman who had a hemorrhage for twelve years, and could not be healed by anyone, came up behind Him and touched the fringe of His cloak, and immediately her hemorrhage stopped."

12 years.  For 12 years, this woman had been ill.  She had been unclean, shunned, cast out from society.  Friendless, rejected by her family, hated by even the church- all because of a physical problem which she could not stop.

One day, she heard that Jesus would be passing through.  She had heard stories about his miracles and healing, but she knew that she, an unclean woman, would never be permitted to speak to Jesus.  Risking everything, she went into the public eye, amongst the crowds.  She heard cheering and talking, and suddenly, there He was.

She reached out her hands, stretched her fingers, just a little bit farther.... and she brushed one of the fringes on his cloak.  He stopped, and turned around.  She tried to hide...

"And Jesus said, 'Who is the one who touched Me?' And while they were all denying it, Peter said, 'Master, the people are crowding and pressing in on You.'  But Jesus said, 'Someone did touch Me, for I was aware that power had gone out of Me.' When the woman saw that she had not escaped notice, she came trembling and fell down before Him, and declared in the presence of all the people the reason why she had touched Him, and how she had been immediately healed.  And He said to her, 'Daughter, your faith has made you well; go in peace.'

Faith.  We talk about it a lot.  The word is thrown around in church like a football in the Super Bowl.  But this woman, she displayed faith.  She reached out as far as she could, satisfied with just touching the garments of Jesus.  She wasn't asking to hold His hand, or sit down with Him for an hour.  She was content to touch a FRINGE on his cloak, knowing that would be enough to heal her.

aklm ;lwi al imlwi mr;l3i m;lKM! :L#Km

Time for some randomness again.

I AM GOING TO SEE UNDEROATH AND A DAY TO REMEMBER. In *counts* 11 days.

Hoo-Ah-Lay-Ah! (Ah-lay-ah-lay-ah-HOO!)

School tomorrow. Blegh. I hope there are parking spots.

SAT Saturday. Blegh again. I hate math. Stupid math. And while we're on it... I also hate chemistry a bunch.

Is it second semester yet? No math, no science, just Spanish and Philosophy.  Plus I'll know if I'm going to Moody.

I wanna go to Moody.

Ian and Avery are coming this weekend. (!!!) I love those small children.

I have a headache. I need to shower. I think I'll go downstairs and shower and do my Bible study and go to sleep.  Sweet, sweet sleep.

Upcoming Excitement/Plans:
SAT/Lunch with Gloria: 3 Days
Hillsdale: 8 Days
Underoath: 11 Days
Dowagiac: 18 Days
PIATT LAKE: 22 Days.

WOOOOOHOOOOO!!!
(I'm in a weird mood right now)