| he smiled. he said, �thanks again �... then snickered, "ha..boys lie..we do NOT!" "u KNOW you do!", i jokingly replied. "yeah, you're right", he laughed. and his entourage swept him away. Note to self--Chill with them BEFORE not AFTER a show. Too many strangers after a show. But u see, the night would have ended there if it wasn�t for the fact that I was YET on another mission. For Jacki, this time. She wrote a letter while I was in Illinois. She addressed it to all of them but I KNOW she wanted me to hand it to Scottie. So I met up with Eric at the VIP rooms. There were sooo many ppl there. and guess who I saw? Frickin� Joey from N*Sync. I swear! That was the funniest shit. Then I remembered Mark saying , �I�m her �joey�� LMAO! I didn�t think anything was going to happen so I was going back and forth from the VIP rooms and the office. I almost had it out with a cop b/c he kept saying �she may have a crew pass but she isn�t crew� I was like �what? who the fuck r u to say i�m not crew?� so I just walked by. I didn�t give a shit. Finger 11 and Sevendust guys kept walking around. Vince came up to me again, and kissed my hand, saying , "well how are you dahlin'?" "awesome show tonight", i said. "well, thank you so much for saying that. seriously, thank you." And he continued on to his dressing room. I said my good-byes to Eric. And I sat and waited and waited right in the damn lobby. Hillaree passed by and she said hello. I wished her �have a good holiday� and she said the same. (she�s awesome) And I waited and waited. I couldn�t leave without giving this letter to Scott Phillips. I would feel horrible if I couldn�t do it. So I was cursing the fact that I just didn�t give it to Tremonti when I had a chance. I look to my right and who do I see walking towards me. But Mr. Tremonti again...with his girl. Yeah...exactly. So i�m thinking to myself, �well, jovanna, get ready for some hard-core dissin� b/c there�s no way in hell he�s gonna acknowledge your stanky ass with his girl next to him� As he got closer, I literally cringed. At the last moment, I looked up from my chair. He looked down at me and reached out for my hand. He said, �hey, Thanks so much for everything. I really like the sweatshirt. See yooooooooouuu....�, like as if he was thinking when the next time would be. �Next Tour...I�ll see you next tour�, I smiled. �Yeah�, he said. �Hey, what happened here?�, Mark asked me pointing at the floor. There was blood on the floor b/c a roadie cut his finger up good. I told him. �I better see you wearing the sweatshirt!�, I yelled out as he walked away down the hall. He looked over his shoulder at me and said, �Oh I definitely will.� His girlfriend didn�t smile at me. She just looked at me. I don�t know. You make your own opinion. I ain�t saying shit. So that was it for Tremonti. I continued to wait and it was 1am. Yes, i�m tired as all hell. But I couldn�t give up. I saw Brett. I said �fuck it�, i�m going to ask him. So that�s what I did and he told me where Scottie was. He was less than 15 feet away but around a curve so I couldn�t see him. He was a funny sight. He had 2 golf clubs and a bunch of x-mas cards and a gift. AND he looked tired as hell. So I already feel like an ass for bothering him. But I had to. I said, �what�s up, scottie?� scott: �what�s up?� �awesome show tonight...I wish you lots of rest now� �thanks and..yeah, I know� �I'd hate to bother you but I have a letter from a friend that wanted me to really give it to u� He laughed. I said, �I�m sorry it�s a little crushed. I was in the pit� I dropped the letter on top of what he was holding. Again, he laughed, �ok.� �We met u before in WPB. I doubt u�ll remember and it�s cool if u don�t..� He looked at me and said, �I remember. Yeah, I remember.� I looked at him like I didn�t believe him, �Really? u do?� �yeah, really..i do...� �awesome. well, although it�s addressed to everyone, I know she wanted me to give it to u� And again, I couldn�t resist, �can I get a quick pic before u disappear?� haha! he said, �uhhhh yeah but let me drop this shit off at the car� �oh ok� *felt like an ass* So I waited in front of the office for like 15 minutes. And Scottie comes back out with his girl and Brett and a whole entourage of people. And walked by. I didn�t have it in me to stop him and ask for a pic. I let that one go. There was just too many people. And i�ve been forced to say how I �feel� in front of all these people all night. It was embarrassing. But whatever, sometimes u gotta say �fuck it�. But for Scottie, I was already exhausted and hurt. The pit did some damage. Besides, he looked TIRED. Note to self - DEFINITELY, BEFORE not AFTER. And that is it, my friends. That�s how my December 14th went. That�s how it went. NO candy coat. NO bullshit. Just the truth. Hope u enjoyed it. My wrists hurt. Don�t know how Jacki does it. |
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