st. louis: the heyday

i was totally guilt tripped and suckered into this one. one hundred percent. i had no intentions of going to this show whatsoever. it was two days after fall formal in chicago, the same night i was supposed to be making the seven hour drive back to columbia since i had class the following morning. well the day after formal, nick had some friends over. and among those friends were the heyday boys. and they guilt-tripped the shit outta me until i agreed to go. (it's really not that hard, i wanted to go to the show all along. it was more about my health and sanity, but who needs those things anyway? pshh.) so i agreed. and made a slight detour to st. louis for their show before driving back to columbia. and it was a good thing i went, because the turnout was low, and the least i could do was add to that low number, right? it was a fun and lowkey night. we hung out and talked all night when they weren't playing, and overall it was a good decision.



shenanigans at nick's place.