mystory

Lets do a little flashback back to 1998 during the Albertane Tour. Hanson came to Boston then and me and my sister and friend lori were dying to go...but of course there was no way our parents would let us and all that...so we didnt. Actually...my little brother Joe lives in Mass, and so we had to drive there every other weekend to get him, and it just happened to be that weekend too that we had to get him...we drove right past the boston exit and me and my sister were like "nooooo...." (lmao) My dad, who's usually got total control over the radio in the car...let us listen to our hanson tapes for the four hours there, and the four hours back, just because he felt so bad for us because he knew how much we loved hanson (lmao, its true...). Although, in the midst of his feeling bad for us i do remember him saying "hey if you start walking now, maybe by the time you get there there will be a tissue left over or something and who knows, it might even be Taylors" (yuck lol)

Okay....so flashforward to August 2000 (i think it was august? maybe july...) when we find out hanson's coming to boston again (remember i live in maine..so its like a four hour drive...) My friend lori says shes going if she has to run away (or something like that lol) and i guess her dad said he'd drop her off or something, but then it turned into "we have to bring sara" and then i was like, well what about chelsea? And my mom was like, "no way are you going to just get dropped off!" My dad decided if i was going with lori (which wasnt even for sure 'cause we didnt have the tickets and my mom hadnt said i could yet) then he would drop chelsea off so she could go. My mom hated that idea. She totally hated the thought of us being just dropped off in boston with thousands of people there and all that stuff, she was so scared we'd be kidnapped or something (lol leave it to my mom right?)

So then meanwhile im in therapy (...long story but it has to do with that stuff from my info page about me not seeing my dad....) and im telling my therapist about it in the small hopes that she'll talk to my mom about it (lol) and she did...but with that among other things...in the end my mom just decided to take me and chelsea herself. It was looking bleaker and bleaker for lori...so i asked my mom and she said yes....and so we took lori along too.

Okay, i love lori and all 'cause she's my best friend, but i have to admit, lori there were a couple of times when i wanted to slap you....(like when we were across the street and just saw the theater and the busses and the fans, and you were starting to hypervenalate or whatever the hell you were doing lmao) anyway, its cool though lori....'cause your still my best friend....and now we can look back and laugh....

Alright, so my mom took us though, and it was awesome i think we all had a wicked awesome time (i say "think" because i dont know how much fun my mom had with all the screaming lol, but i know she liked it).

Anyway, the whole thing was a wicked awesome experience...of course, it could have been better if i werent worried about my bad progress reports (i had those on my mind the whole time my mom was buying us all this stuff and i felt guilty lol)

But still...i had the time of my life....it was awesome...and i got a ton of awesome pictures that my mom took, so....i dont know, the whole thing was just really really cool.