My Lollapallooza story
paddy22
Posts: 21
I went to chicago in june intending to stay for the summer. Im from Ireland and got a visa for the summer. I bought a lolla ticket before I went, and got there on the 11th. I stayed in a hostel for a couple of days, H.I. chicago right opposite grant park. I went out and sat in awe of the city's beauty from where I was standing, smoked a few cigs as the night got dark. Fuckin Beautiful. I couldnt imagine a more perfect setting for a Pearl Jam concert, 10 years to the month since I first discovered them.
I went to a guy in armitage where i got a place to stay in a house with 14 other irish students. Got a shit job working for a builde for $8 an hour.
It was 7 weeks to pj at lolla.
My father had cancer last year and the day before I went my mother told me he had another lump, but it wasn't til a few weeks later that it kicked in that I had left a 73 year old man to look after a farm on his own when he could be dying. Dont get me wrong, we dont nad never did get on but when the guilt kicked in and the reality that I was a 25 year old student using my savings which are my only way of paying for college to work for a wanker for $8 an hour and loose money to live with 14 people younger than me who were finished college and didnt have to worry about money.
I lost my head completely and went home. Of course straight away regreted it, got no gratude for giving up my summer at all.
The only good thing to come out of it is that I claimed of my insurance to get my money back from program i used to get there, and even though i havnt got it back I am going to use it to go to kenya for 3 weeks with a couple of friends. work has dried up here and i wont be missed anymore.
But here comes the kick in the nuts. Last nite I have decided that I am going to quit college, I cant afford it without taking out massive loans for the next 3 years and paying them back for years after. I dont get any grant or help from the government to pay for college and cant take money of my parents, so Im taking whats left of my savings and traveling. Which means I could have spent the money going to lollapolooza if I had been able to organise myself sooner.
All I ve done in my life is sacrifise, and now the ultimite Pearl Jam occasion, which is what I having been waiting for, for 10 years is happening this weekend in beautiful sunny chicago, and Im stuck in the rain in Ireland.
Am I right that this is the ultimate Pearl Jam occasion, the only American concert, in a beautiful location, something that cant really be repeated.
I know you guys will say, dude, your going to Africa, but Ive had a life of sacrifise and bad luck, and missing lolla is just a crule kick in the nuts, and my 3 weeks in africa will be great, but the way my luck is, I am actually afraid of what kick in the nuts is next and what i am going to do next
I went to a guy in armitage where i got a place to stay in a house with 14 other irish students. Got a shit job working for a builde for $8 an hour.
It was 7 weeks to pj at lolla.
My father had cancer last year and the day before I went my mother told me he had another lump, but it wasn't til a few weeks later that it kicked in that I had left a 73 year old man to look after a farm on his own when he could be dying. Dont get me wrong, we dont nad never did get on but when the guilt kicked in and the reality that I was a 25 year old student using my savings which are my only way of paying for college to work for a wanker for $8 an hour and loose money to live with 14 people younger than me who were finished college and didnt have to worry about money.
I lost my head completely and went home. Of course straight away regreted it, got no gratude for giving up my summer at all.
The only good thing to come out of it is that I claimed of my insurance to get my money back from program i used to get there, and even though i havnt got it back I am going to use it to go to kenya for 3 weeks with a couple of friends. work has dried up here and i wont be missed anymore.
But here comes the kick in the nuts. Last nite I have decided that I am going to quit college, I cant afford it without taking out massive loans for the next 3 years and paying them back for years after. I dont get any grant or help from the government to pay for college and cant take money of my parents, so Im taking whats left of my savings and traveling. Which means I could have spent the money going to lollapolooza if I had been able to organise myself sooner.
All I ve done in my life is sacrifise, and now the ultimite Pearl Jam occasion, which is what I having been waiting for, for 10 years is happening this weekend in beautiful sunny chicago, and Im stuck in the rain in Ireland.
Am I right that this is the ultimate Pearl Jam occasion, the only American concert, in a beautiful location, something that cant really be repeated.
I know you guys will say, dude, your going to Africa, but Ive had a life of sacrifise and bad luck, and missing lolla is just a crule kick in the nuts, and my 3 weeks in africa will be great, but the way my luck is, I am actually afraid of what kick in the nuts is next and what i am going to do next
Post edited by Unknown User on
0
Comments
"To is a preposition.
Come is a verb"
that was 250 words too long, Dickens.
good luck
do you want fries with that?
a true rock-n roll mudfest!!