And I wonder as I lay here, in this sleepless field of dreams..

HELLO!

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Instead you found this.
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They say this anger, this emotion, and this passion is all a lie.
Feb 19, 2007 || 2:00 PM || comment?

-> As we arrived to the gray building, there was already a crowd wrapping itself around the building. We ran to place ourselves in the ever-growing line. Numerous people clung to their jackets as they chatted, excitement filling the air. The time came and the doors were opened. We spilled into the double doors, ready for the show to begin.

-> The available booths filled rapidly, and the souvenir stands were crowded. We immediately headed to the stage area, securing our spots in the crowd. There were only a few inches of space between the people behind us and those in front of us. The first band played and the elation was hard to contain. The adrenaline that flowed from them filled us with infinite energy. Their set ended, and we were ready for the second band to play. It was hard to feel sympathetic when the lead singer's mic failed; it was a mediocre show at best. Our excitement was dulled, and the energy that we had seemed to have left in a flash.

-> The lights above were bright again, signaling the final break before the big show we were all waiting for. We became restless. As the equipment was brought out on stage, the crowd emitted a roar of excitement. The false hopes were enough to get us going once more. Then, the lights dimmed and another roar emitted from the crowd. The stereo system blasted louder than ever and our spirits were rejuvented. They came out one by one, and the cheers were growing louder. The first song began and the waves of sound traveled through us; the vibrations were felt in our legs, and our hearts. Our endless energy was back. The ventilation was poor, but not a single person cared. A miasma of body odor filled my nostrils, and it became hard to breathe. I tilted my head upwards, searching for fresh air.

-> Water was thrown on us, as it became very clear that the heat could become unbearable. Even the smallest drop of water was refreshing. The best songs were played, and we sang along. It was impossible to hear ourselves over the crowd and the music, but we didn't mind. Too soon the concert ended, but for many of us, it was like a dream come true. That night, we left with a sense of completion and memories we would never forget.

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