And the crowd went wild....literally.

Last night I had the first of hopefully many rock memories because last night I attended my first rock concert. The concert, The Dirty Work Tour, consisted of four bands: the Summer Set, Hey Monday, Yellowcard, and All Time Low. Personally, I enjoyed Hey Monday the most but that is not the purpose of my post. Unlike most people, I'd rather talk about the crowd than the actual performers.

The crowd was an act of its own. Fans on top of one another trying to push through to the front. Sweat dripping down their bodies as they nudge and squirm, attempting to move this way and that. One person moves one inch too far to the right and the whole crowd falls in a domino affect. It is like a sea of fish getting swept away by a ferocious wave. Bear in mind that this was all BEFORE the show even started.

Once the show did start, there was absolutely no way of getting any closer to the stage unless you crowd surfed. Yes, there was plenty of crowd surfing during last night's show. You'd actually be surprised if two minutes passed without being kicked by a crowd surfer.

And the cheering. My God, the cheering was music in it of itself. Loud and in sync! The excitement of the fans reflected off the performance of the bands and in all, the atmosphere of the night was wild! Jumping, pushing, crowd surfing, and mosh-pit fighting. All in all, it was a night never to be forgotten.

Lazy Days

I have a theory that lazy days/ pajama days/ whatever-you-want-to-call-not-doing-anything days just get people in a sour mood.

So why do we do it? What's the appeal to do absolutely nothing? Honestly, I have no idea. I think it stems from our fear of what lies ahead of us; whether it be a sports tournament, job interview, or SAT exam. Preparing for that "fright" only makes it that much more a reality (and that is something we definitely don't want).

However, lazying around does absolutely no good for us whatsoever. In fact, I think it actually causes a lot of negative energy and annoyance. Personally, I'd rather face that fear prepared than face it in a bad mood and with a headache (which I always tend to get from doing nothing).

So laziness, your days are over- or at least until I forget how unappealing you are and fall right back into your trap.

A trip to remember

Yesterday I returned from my week long trip to Israel. I went with an advocacy group and attended many pro-Zionism lectures. It was fascinating and definitely the best trip I've ever been on.

Not only is the country beautifully green and lush during the month of February, but its culture and meaning is  clearly displayed for everyone to see. Its history goes back thousands of years and as you walk the streets, dirt paths, and hilltops you can almost see its predecessors walking ahead of you. You can feel the presence of important individuals, such as Abraham or David, haunt the scene and remind you of the holiness of the land.

I know it sounds cliche but I completely fell in love with the land  and I hope to return soon. Israel really is my home away from home and I'm glad this trip opened my eyes to the importance and specialness of my homeland.