Awesome, AWESOME memory

TT and I are Beyond Control groupies, ah the good old days of Uh Oh a Bear. They are playing at a 30 Hour Famine of a school we don't go to. We are high on SOMETHING ("we're high on LIFE park ranger!"). We drive in, park, and start figuring out ways to get in. Luckily, two guys are sneaking out! They put a waterbottle in the door so that it won't lock behind them. We sneak in, and they come running back to make sure we leave the door open for them. Orange shirt guy is called Sam.

So we climb these stairs and find ourselves in the QSS weightroom, which is above the gym where the stage is. Balcony seats for Beyond Control. AH comes and joins us, and we are visited by most of our other QSS friends. They realize we are there because together we focused our brain power on making them turn around and look up. We are awesome.

Beyond Control plays, and we dance. And dance, and dance, and dance. And get all sweaty and gross. And interpret new songs. And request songs. And force everyone in the room, including strangers, to dance. A teacher comes out and we make a quick exit with AJ.

Still high on dancing, we want to leave a message for Beyond Control. So we get out the sidewalk chalk and draw them behind JS's car. We love our art, and re-enact the bands reaction when they come out and find it. We put flyers for our school play on all the windows of the other cars. We take photos and dance. It is an awesome dance. And we are awesome groupies.