COLDPLAY

Last night I went to my second Coldplay concert. I hit up the Viva la Vida tour in 2008 with my lovely sisters Cami and Emma. Viva la Vida is my absolute favorite Coldplay album. I'm obsessed with every song. I don't love Mylo Xyloto as much BUT the concert was incredible.

Here are the couple pictures I snapped on my phone. You can hardly tell what anything is except pretty color. I'm still in love.

The crowd before the band came on. Totally full. Slash our seats were really high up...

Katie, me, Lisa. We were SO excited. It was hard to remain calm.

Opening number. The confetti they had blown into the crowd was amazing.

Changes of color in the opening song to highlight different parts of the song. Awesome.

The stage from our view. We were so high up but the colors were so cool it was fine

They played in red lights whenever a Viva La Vida song was played.

Here are my top three the reasons why I loved the concert:

1. They gave everyone in the audience light up wrist bands. These pulsed with the music when they played anything from the new album. Awesome.
2. Black lights, neon, color symphony galore. It was beautiful.
3. Chris Martin is hilarious. (He messed up while singing and apologized and made the band restart and it was kind of silly and endearing, even if he kept dropping the F-bomb, but a British accented F-bomb doesn't sound nearly offensive for some reason...)

BONUS Reason: They wore color coordinated jeans and t-shirts. Blacks, grays and muted pinky purple. The drummer wore purply pink jeans. And we had an excellent view of him rocking out. I kind of love the drummer a lot.

Axeman

Monday night we headed up to Baltimore to check out the Mat Kearney concert. The venue is great (Ram's Head Live) and the crowd was small (probably because the Ravens were playing). But because the crowd was relatively small it made it more intimate. Mat asked if anyone was from Oregon, a handful of people, including me, cheered really loud. Some (including me) yelled, "Go Ducks!" and then I was convinced into yelling out, "Go Axeman!", my high school mascot, because Mat and I graduated from the same high school, though not at the same time. I don't actually know him. He was really thrown off for a second and it was pretty funny. But what was more funny is that I even did it. "Go Axeman"? Really? How old am I? 15? I guess at heart I am.

Prom

Last night my sister went to Prom, so it made me think about my proms so I dug up some old pictures:

Junior Prom
Melanie was my date. This picture was so completely candid. We weren't ready for it and I just kind of threw my leg in the air and opened my mouth. But I love it and it makes me happy. My mom made my dress for me. And for the record, it wasn't dorky for us to be each other's dates.

Senior Prom
My date and I are in the middle. I made my dress this year. This picture was taken up at Hendrick's Park in Eugene.

But enough about me, here are some pictures of my sister and her friends. They were so cute, and went in a group of girls. Apparently one of them had a horrible date experience the year before and wanted to just go with her friends.

Prom 2009
My mom made Rachel's dress and worked on it literally up until the time Rach put it on. We bought her necklace, headband and shoes the day of the prom too. But it all worked out wonderfully and I think Rach is the cutest one (but then again, I'm a little biased).

After helping the girls get ready at our house I hung out with my parents. A kid I used to babysit, who is now 17, and his band were playing their first gig at the Wow Hall, a local music venue, so we went to support them. The kid told my mom they were playing between 7:30 and 8 (they were the first band) so we get there at 7:30 and my mom rushes in and asks the ticket office if the first band has already started (we could hear the music already). The guy tells her yes they've already started so my mom goes rushing into the music hall and opens the doors (which were closed and blocked by a trashcan), she comes out a couple minutes later wondering why no one is in there and why everyone is waiting in the foyer. Turns out the band was doing their soundcheck. All I can think is, great, we have a whole bunch of punk teenagers here for the "Rock Against Prom" show and I'm hanging out with my parents. I'm decked out in cute sandals, capri pants, and a frilly Anthropologie shirt and surrounded by 16-17 year olds in their skinny jeans, personalized converse sneakers, studded belts, and unique thrift store t-shirt finds. Not only are we clearly the oldest people there but we can't even attempt to blend in because of our conservative clothes. Turns out that the show doesn't start till 8. We take a walk around the block to relieve ourselves of the displacement and to find somewhere to eat after the show. Although the show was fun and I'm glad I was able to see the formerly shy, computer playing gawky kid on stage with teenage girls screaming for him as he walked over towards them with his guitar, and hearing "Victor's sexy!" yelled during breaks between songs, I'm so glad I never have to go to prom again (with it's accompanying drama) or go to anti-prom rock concerts surrounded by kids thinking they're so cool and cutting edge while they go against the norm.

That is a chapter in my life that, while it was enjoyed at the time, I'm so glad to never have to repeat.

Also, I found the cord to upload pictures, so check out this post so you can see my flag cake!

Weekend fun

I feel like Thanksgiving break already started and that I'm really from Salt Lake and that's why I commuted back and forth from there three times in three days. But I had a fabulous weekend and here is why:

Thursday-- Although not technically the weekend, I'm still counting it. I went to the Mason Jennings concert and it was really good. I was amazed at how good his voice sounded and luckily Mandi had staked out some good standing position about five rows back from the stage.

Friday-- I had a wonderful surprise of Erin calling me and telling me she was in Provo for the day. Yay! And I got talked into going up to Salt Lake for the night to see Twilight with her and her sister. And I wonder now if I should be embarrassed that I enjoyed the movie as much as I did. Maybe it's because cheezy things are so much more enjoyable when you see them with 17 year olds. I spent the night up there, stayed up too late but had some much needed chatting with Erin.

Saturday-- Slept till about 8 then borrowed a book out of a Barker closet and read for the majority of the morning until I figured I should go back down to Provo to actually be productive. I ended up finishing the book:

It was good but not nearly as good as my favorite Ella Enchanted. I got a phone call from my sisters who decided very last minute that they were going to go to the Coldplay concert at the Delta-- hm, 'scuse me, the Energy Solutions Arena that night. And I, despite my reason telling me not to, decided to go to. And it was completly worth it!

This is us sitting in our "nose-bleed" seats before it started. We're so excited!




This is a video of Fix You. The sound quality isn't very good when it gets loud and you can hear me and Emma "Whoo"-ing during it. But, it show's you where our seats were. And despite being really far up, I'd much rather be at the side closer to the stage than far away in the middle. (Maybe I'm just justifying though.)

Sunday-- not enough sleep and not enough time for a nap but I laughed for a really long time with my roommates and that was the best part of the day.

I now should get going on my work that I didn't do this weekend, but I'm going home in 11 hours and 20 minutes!

Surprises

I had a happy little surprise today when I figured out how to use the new backgrounds for gmail. Hooray! They make my email look so pretty! I have a green ocean one right now. I'll probably switch it tomorrow and try something new. Or maybe I'll do it right now... Changed it. It's now on Summer Ocean, but I really like the Beach one too. Hm. I can't decide which one I want. Well that's my good surprise of the day.

The bad surprise of the day was that I skipped my Maya class to go to the temple. (Haha, is that somehow bad? I don't know, I can't decide.) But to make it even more ironic is that I skipped class to go to the 3:00 pm session because that's what session Jess's MTC group goes. The surprise wasn't on her today and seeing my lovely face, the surprise was on me and that her district went early by about an hour and I missed her! Then in the dressing room I checked my phone to have a text from a friend who saw her there. I was so bummed.

I'm going to the Mason Jennings concert tonight. And I have a football game in 45 minutes and I don't want to play in it. Oh well. Tomorrow is Friday and next week is Thanksgiving! Hooray!