July 16 [Thursday]

1:53 AM

THE FOLLOWING EVENTS OCCURED WITHIN THE TIMEFRAME OF WEDNESDAY JULY 15 6:00PM AND IN THE WEE MOMENTS OF THE FOLLOWING THURSDAY.

6pm - "guys, it's time to go"

6:45 - finally leave house

driving.

accidentally miss parkway exit. because we didn't go through the toll all the way on the right and that was the only one you could exit from. thanks parkway signs.

end up in really weird neighborhood.

see funny looking girl full out dancing around this random ghetto area with no houses. may have laughed.

pass oasis foods:quality you can taste.

parents try to decide whether to a) turn around and go back b) try a different route

leanne and i discuss how when we do this next year alone she'll be screaming at me in the passenger seat while i try to come up with shortcuts, until i get frustrated and "just get out of the car and like, walk to the venue" [kevin jonas anyone?]

"Ew, it smells like dead skunk"
"That's because we're in the Meadowlands"

get there. it's like a maze to find the handicapped parking area.

go inside. look for merch table.
casually just get into the front of the mob of people. mother has my money.
ask guy if honor society has m&g for buying merch. he says no, not tonight.
a little part of my soul dies. okay a huge part.
get out of line. suddenly reconnected with family.
"Why did you get out of line aren't you buying something?" "well you have my money and they're not doing the m&g" "well buy your tour shirt now so we don't have to later" -__-.
back into the mob.
honor society starts playing. alsdfjlajsdfljasdf. but we still are in line for merch.
they didn't have the shirt i wanted so i got the stupid blue one.
run to bathroom before going to seats.
reconnect with family who has purchased merchandise.

go to find our seats. old guy screams into my ear to go to row 23. thanks, i already knew that, all you've accomplished was spitting in my ear.

row 10 is half empty. "let's sit here instead"
see u in the dark.
group of seven is coming up the stairs. the seats in this row are obviously theirs. fml. we go to our real seats.
we are the second to last row in the arena -_-
honor society is done.

"well look guys, we can see everything from here!" girl in front of us turns around and smiles at that comment. later i think she decided she hated us and thought we were retarded. probably because my sister kept yelling OW because i kept being like LOOK IT'S MIGUEL or whatever and punching her in the arm.

verizon guy comes. is annoying. throws tshirts that barely make it to the people in row one.

introduces jessie james. everyone is just like "wtf who is she" the whole time. she sings that one song of hers.

mr "i cant throw for my life" comes back. introduces jordin sparks.
one step at a time.
young and in love.
sos.
something i didn't know?
tattoo
no air.

like half an hour of stupid texts on the screen, and random commercials for ponyo.

"this is stupid. everyone says "scr3am if u luv nick!1" i would send one that says "POOP.""
"I would send one that says 'If you love JB then be absolutely silent for the entire concert" my sister is such a winner.

we sing and dance to get back, single ladies, and since u been gone. pretty sure everyone hated us.
including our dad. who kept telling me to stop dancing. probably cause i accidentally elbowed him in the facial area.

a text comes on the screen that says "scream if you love andrew"
i was like "WTF WHO"S ANDREW" it then occurred to me that andy = andrew. and i hoped nobody heard me.

it is 9:00pm
show usually starts around seven, we go on stage around nine. is what i thought of.

JB COMES.

after like ten minutes of instrumental paranoid and flashing lights.

paranoid.
christa and john are on the side facing us. oh and caroline. who like wasn't there half the time.
have a nice view of jack also.
can barely see ryan and garbo can only see horns' rear ends.
almost like had an attack and cried.

that's just the way we roll
i keep punching my sister like LOOK KEVIN'S WALKING! NO WAY JOHN TAYLOR. and she's screaming OW and like about to cry. mother is glaring at me. father looks like he is in pain.

poison ivy.
nick messes up the words. poor kid.
my parents are like "wtf why did we do this for our kids" and my sister is sitting there like "wtf why did i want to come with her"

then they were like hey.
and joe was like "lala this is our home :D"
"hey but i see some people sitting down. everyone needs to be standing!"
kevin - "yeah, WHAT IS THAT"
joe - "common everybody, get up!"
kev "this isn't the circus! i mean we're brothers, but we ain't no ringling brothers"
<3 <3

hold on.
i love these kids.

play my music.
leanne moved to the other side of our mom. she says because she didn't want to stand and the people in front of us were in her line of vision. i'm pretty sure it was to get away from me.

fly with me.
i love nick j. i love nick j.
realize the true extent of my girl crush on christa.

black keys / a little bit longer.
sister and father have left. mother hates her life.
nick doesn't do the speech about feeling alone and lost dreams, he does the original I HAVE DIABEETUS one. literally screaming BUT DO I LET IT SLOW ME DOWN? NO. like five times.

it figures that there is only one row behind us, and the most annoying people in the stadium are there.

much better
the stupid disco lights that came down were in my way. i couldn't see.
fold out trampoline is awesome. but their gymnastics are lame. nick used to like backhandspring down the catwalk, now he has a trampoline and only jumps up and does a front flip? laaammmeeeee.

sweet caroline.
"We want everyone to sing along. It's okay if you don't know the words; neither do we"
"Just sing 'watermelon'"
it was so good omg.
my parents made fun of the parents that like got up and were dancing.

Tonight.
i love joe's fistpumping and kevin's guitar spins.

gotta find you.
it was on the other side on the catwalk circle thingy that raises up. i could barely see.
it was beautiful though.
"See that woman? the one playing the violin there?" "yeah.." "I WANT TO BE HER." "you should've practiced your violin more" -_-

turn right.
aljsdflajdsfljasldfjalsdjflajsdfljasldfjkalsdkjfalsdkjf.

when you look me in the eyes.
favorite forever.
when joe jumped onto piano. alksjldkfjalsjdflkasjdf.

BB Good
. nowayjohntaylor and christa are bffs eternally. they're so funny. they like dance together and sing at each other and it's awesome.

live to party
they spray one side of the arena with the white foam. say they'll do the other side later. they never did the other side.
joe's like "i like it when we get the ones that don't want to get foamed"
and kevin did some kind of mocking thing like "omg what is it! ahhhh it's on my shoe" <33

World War Three.
everyone screams so much when nick says the word "bedroom". typical.

it's really hot. like i should have kept on the leggings i wore all day and not put on jeans. also what was i thinking wearing an undershirt. i didn't even need it and it was really hot.

horns leave
year 3000
danced the pants off.

they go away.

the tv screens come down.
they have like pictures of dark clouds.
OMG BEFORE THE STORM. MILEY'S COMING. ALKSDJLSDJFLSDF.
no. it's just jordin sparks coming to sing battlefield -__________-

lalala. joseph has nothing to do with himself. he's just wandering around the stage aimlessly while the others contribute musically.
also caroline is missing like typical, and i couldn't find jack for my life. and later i realized he was right there the whole time i'm just dumb and too far away to notice.

lovebug.
annoying people behind me thought it was nick "oh nevermind it's the ugly one" i wanted to punch them in the facial area.
well kevin's rainy walk was adorable.
and those kids are awesome.
joe was like taking a shower in the rain though haha.
i wish i was on the rain side though because they were over there for that and for gotta find you -_-


introduce everyone.
there are too many people on that stage. i mean, i love every single one of them to death, but there are just so many. like jb and bulldozer are enough, and then they've got the horns and the violin girls. i cannot keep track of everyone's whereabouts on that stage.


SOS.
i missed kevin's dance! i looked away for one second and apparently that's when he did it. darn.

they leave.
so does everyone else.
my dad is like OKAY BYE.
NO THEY'RE GONNA COME BACK.


they come back.
so do all the people who left.

burnin up.
was so excited when big rob came. until i remembered he lip syncs
they say bye.

people come out to bow.
not jessie james though. nobody even noticed she was missing though i don't think.

we make our way out.
i wanna go to a different merch table and see if i can trade my shirt for the black tour shirt.
my dad is leading us. i'm behind him. legit like clutching his shirt for dear life.
i then realize that he is the big rob figure in my life. "stick to me like white on rice" as large robert himself would say.
remember the time i decided that if i dressed really fashionably and went to the mall, with him standing in front of me holding my bags, people would think i was famous and he was my body guard.

some lady gave me attitude because i wasn't willing to get separated from my parents in order for her to not get potentially 2 inches away from her daughter. bye rude stranger.

anyway. end up just buying the black shirt in addition to my blue one. i couldn't trade the blue one in i was too attached to it.
realize i spend $70 on jonas t-shirts. FML.

visited the restroom before departure.
i was wondering why there were two womens rooms right next to each other. then when i saw the urinals i realized it was a converted mens room. interesting.

left.

got to parking lot.

whined about how i wanted to see buses.

we saw some on the way out. no clifford, no verizon bus. just like the crew busses. lame.
[later realize that the verizon bus and all the tsuff i'd looked for beforehand had been out in plain sight all along, and i'm just really really retarded apparently]

see a BUNCH of limos. and some girls randomly going and knocking on all the windows [traffic was stopped]

father and i are hungry.
go to mcdonalds.
get chicken snack wrap.

leanne and i look for affiliates of famous people.

we think we see the guy that was selling glow sticks.
also some guy who wishes he was eminem.
and a guy i thought was billy mays before i remembered billy mays died and realized the guy was middle eastern.

eat.

leave.

talk about nick j and his diabeetus on the way home. my dad was like "wtf does he have to whine about? he's sixteen" because nick's always like LOOK AT ME I DONT LET IT SLOW ME DOWN.
being the nick j expert that i am, i filled the entire family in on the details of his medical trauma. i think that they don't think it's as obnoxious that he's proud it didn't slow him down anymore.

"who was the one with the black tank top? joe? yeah. he doesn't really fit in"
asldfjalsdjflaj ahhahahahahha. my father catches onto these things so late.
mother explained joe's lack of a knack for musical instruments to daddy.
leanne says he's adopted.
it is agreed that denise stuffed a pillow in her shirt, told baby kevin he was gonna have a lil brother, and then just brought baby asian joe home one day and said LOOK WHAT I GAVE BIRTH TO and nobody ever suspected a thing.

sister and i discuss next year's jonas expeditions which will be possible if i can manage to get my license.

then we realize how late it is and that it would be illegal for me to drive us home with a provisional.
oh well. we will be bamfs, we decide.

get home.

love my life.
my family is awesome.

i had so much fun.
like seriously i don't even care i was in the second to last row in the corner.
i'm so glad i got to go and that my family actually loves me enough to spend their time[and a ton of money] to take me. asldfjalskdjf <3 <3

the end <3