Pierce The Veil

The Great Saltair was blaring with the sounds of music, and the screams of raging fans on November 14 when Pierce the Veil came to Salt Lake for a concert that I will remember for the rest of my teenage life.

I have to admit right now that I haven't been to very many concerts, actually I think that the small number of concerts I have been to would come across sounding pathetic, so I won't even try to defend myself. Instead I am just going to say right now that out of the tiny number of concerts I have been to, Pierce the Veil was by far the most exciting and fun by far.

With a vast array of fans and freak-out artists, Pierce the Veil had nothing to lose when they came on stage, and let me tell you, their performance was outstanding. I clearly remember confetti flying through the air, and a spinning silhouette of a woman at the back of the stage.

The band managed to get the crowd pumped up and cheering, even though we had been standing around for two hours, jumping to the beats of the other bands (Sleeping With Sirens, Tonight Alive) and even though my feet felt like they were going to drop off, I still had to get up and mosh it up with everyone else.

I swear I couldn't stop laughing.

I've never actually been a huge fan of the band up until that night, but the moment Vic Fuentes (Lead singer of Pierce The Veil) walked on stage, I couldn't stop myself from trying to sing along with the words that I obviously didn't know.

He had the greatest on stage personality that when the concert ended, my face felt frozen in a smile from all the jokes and quick-witted comments he made in between each and every song. He even cleared out the middle of the floor, and jumped down off the stage to dance around with the crowd.

All in all, the concert was as fun as fun could be. I mean if I had the choice of jumping into a pool of skittles, of seeing Pierce the Veil again I would choose.....Okay so maybe that was a bad analogy to use, but you get my point!

If you're not a fan of their music, or don't know who they are, than I demand you go and see them live...Right now....Go on!

Snow, Why Do You Torture Me So?!?

I know, I know, who am I to judge the snow, and accuse it of torture, right?

You may say that it's all pure and innocent, and gorgeous, but, you're wrong! Wrong I say! For one thing, it just lays around, blocking driveways and making driving considerably dangerous and heart pounding. I think I about died coming down the road from the house, which, I might add, is up in the middle of nowhere with the mountain people and maybe even the Blair Witch. In town, with the normal people, we got maybe three inches of snow at tops, yet somehow at my house the snow came up to my knees, and I actually had to trudge just to get into my car.

I don't know about you, but trudging isn't a word I use lightly. To me, trudging is not being able to pick up your feet and getting your socks soaked through to the bone; I think I might actually have frostbite on my toes. Not my favorite thing in the world.

Why?

Why can't we just live in a very happy, snow-free world? 

Okay, so maybe not completely snow-free, but couldn't we just have a designated snow zone. Then maybe, just maybe, keep everywhere else dry and tolerable. Think of it this way, a place where it snows all year around, and if you're a big skier, you can go to said zone while people like me stay happily warm and frost-bite free.

That's asking a lot, I am aware, but you can't judge me (maybe you can, but you shouldn't) because I'm sure there is something out there you hate as much as I hate snow. Forget the fact that at this very moment, while I write this, there is almost a white-out happening just outside my window, or that I have to walk out in this mayhem of a blizzard.

Forget that, what I am saying is that the snow and I don't and never will get along.....EVER!