once upon a time there was a girl who loved amanda palmer a whole fucking lot.

( amanda palmer with the danger ensemble, vermillion lies, and the builders and the butchers, 11/24/08, the paradise rock club, boston )

Barack Obama is now the President of the United States.

I'm so tired right now and I know I'm not going to be half as coherent as I was two hours ago when I was with my friends... but I just need to have an entry about tonight. Seriously one of the best nights of my life. My friends and I all went down to the cafeteria to watch the election on a big projector screen... finding out the states was cool, then the countdown. Five, four, three, two, one.... and the room exploded. Everyone was screaming, people were jumping up on chairs and tables, most people were crying and hugging everyone around them... this is how life should be. This is how our country should be. I'm so glad that this was my first election and that it turned out so much better than I could have even imagined.

As my friends and I watched Obama's speech, we all teared up a bit and were just so glad to be experiencing that moment. Afterwards we talked about so many things, maybe I'll write more tomorrow or some other time about this, but the best things I remember discussing were how far our country has come in such a short amount of time, and how nice it's going to be to no longer be ashamed of our leader. To know that things are going to change and get better.

Then we got into my friend's car and drove around a few blocks shouting "OBAMA" out the windows, and everyone cheered back. It's so nice to know that this is finally something that everyone can agree about, and this is someting that people actually care about. I mean, people (myself included) were crying tears of joy for the president! If that isn't amazing, I don't know what is.



possibly more to come tomorrow.

oh dear god Obama better win this election or I don't know what I'm going to do. I can't even imagine Mccain as president. I can't. and he's so old, what if he dies? Palin as president? that is honestly one of the scariest things I can think of.

Obamaaaaa <3

I went to see Death Cab for Cutie two weekends ago, which kind of sucked... not the band's fault in any way, but everything else just turned out horribly. read on to hear my adventures in Boston.

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I had asked a few of my friends to go with me to this concert, but they were all either going home that weekend or they didn't have money for tickets or whatever, so I ended up going with this girl Noreena from my spanish class. She's from Rochester too, and likes most of the same music as me, so I figured we'd have a lot to talk about... well it was kind of awkward there and back. We left Clark at 4:30 to get a taxi to the train station, then the train left at 5:30 and we got into Boston around 7:00. And the concert was supposed to start at 7:30.

I had printed out directions to get to the venue from the last stop on the train, which was called South Station, but Noreena suddenly decided that we should get off at Yawkey Station instead. Yawkey is right near Fenway Park, and the concert was at Boston University, so she figured we'd be able to walk. So instead of using my handy directions from South Station to the subway to the venue, we ended up walking around Boston for an hour. We got lost once, almost twice, but then we found some students from BU who led us in the right direction for a while. Then we got to the street where Agganis Arena was and we were like "oh thank god" because we still had a few minutes until we thought the concert was starting.

Well of course not. It turns out that that street was really long and I don't even know how far we walked, I just know that we were walking as fast as we possibly could for more than an hour before we finally arrived at the venue. We got there at 8:30 and we had missed the opening band, which wasn't too big of a deal. As soon as we got there I started calling cab companies to try to get someone to pick us up at 10 to bring us back to Yawkey Station, but of course, none of the SEVEN cab companies I called answered. How stupid. So we ended up having to leave the concert at 9:30 to walk the whole hour back to the train. SO ridiculous. I'm sure we walked at least six miles that night, and for NO REASON. There were subways everywhere and I had directions, but noooo Noreena wanted to walk. Fine.

But anyway. Death Cab was SO good. We were in seats because we kind of waited until the last minute to get tickets, and we were really far away from the stage. I remember when Death Cab came on I was like "oh that's not them" because I didn't recognize them from that far away. I felt kind of stupid when Ben started singing because it took me a long time to figure out that yes, it was them. Heh.

This is the set list, or what we were able to see of it (this order is probably messed up):
Bixby Canyon Bridge
The New Year
Grapevine Fires
*two songs I didn't recognize*
Crooked Teeth
Soul Meets Body
I'll Follow You into the Dark
I Will Possess Your Heart

...and then we left. I didn't even get to hear all of I Will Possess Your Heart, just the intro. Ben had JUST started singing when we went outside and I couldn't hear anymore. It was really hard leaving in the middle of the concert. I'll Follow You into the Dark was the last full song we saw, and I cried so hard. Because it was a sad song, because I knew we were leaving after it was over, and because I was just so frustrated about the whole night, I couldn't help crying. So awful. And to make it all worse, Noreena didn't seem upset at all and she looked at me like I was weird for crying. D:

So while walking for an hour back to the train station, I got a really bad headache and I felt SO sick. On the ride back to Worcester I fell asleep and when we finally got back to school my whole body was sore and my head was still pounding and I was so cold. It felt so good to lay down in bed. And I didn't know what else to do, so I called my mom and cried again because I was so upset.

So while the night overall was terrible, Death Cab was fantastic. Even though they were teensy from where I was and I could only recognize Chris and Jason, and even though I was stressed out thinking of how we were going to get a cab back to the station (how ironic), seeing this band live was such a good experience. It really made me realize how much they mean to me. I didn't think I would react to them as strongly as I did, but I remember tearing up a few times while watching them and just being really thankful that I was at least able to see them for a little while. I'm too tired to think of anything better to say than I love Death Cab so, so much.

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