Things I learned at Bunbury 2018
Your boyfriends and your favorite band cancelling just days before playing on your anniversary sucks. And nothing made up for it. Blink 182 broke my heart.
2.5 hours of sleep is not enough, but naps in the grass are acceptable
No one cares if you missed a spot shaving
Wear whatever you want, stop body shaming yourself
Except, most girls did not wear a band shirt. I am not most girls.
A rain shower can me refreshing
Too many good bands, not enough time to see them all.
Discovering new bands is amazing.
Pregaming too hard means you black out for a band you wanted to see
Level one of my drunk means I compliment everyone who deserves it, even if it means going out of my way.
Level two is me friending everyone. I made a lot of new facebook friends and I love it
Level three means threatening to fight people and crying
Wearing the wrong shoes means ugly blisters.
Napping after all the bands play is borderline passing out
The vendors had amazing food! Need to find their restaurants.
Claudio Sanchez has better hair than me.
Post Malone fans are the worst and have terrible concert etiquette. I gladly danced to the amazing Posty in the back, while you prevented me getting close for Coheed, the only other band I really wanted to see besides Blink 182.
Why are encores not a thing at festivals?
Love music festivals and can't wait for next year.
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