Camped in tent only. We hung out most of saturday. Saw Bad Brains, Flogging Molly, Pucifer, the Roots, and RHCP. I was supposed to send you some pictures but never got the chance. You made that day the best day I've ever had at Bonnaroo. I hope I can see you again, if not soon at next Bonnaroo. I will never forget it!
Hate to break it to you, but she probably spent most of Sunday with someone else. :(
Can't believe Imdoing this, but I had too. Looking for Danielle from Boston who goes to school in Canada. We hungout all Sunday night/Monday morning, I'm sure you can guess who this is.
Long shot, but at least its out there now
The typos! The meek shame! The desire for a Canadian girlfriend! May this man find his Bostonian love and spend a fruitful two years together before it all ends in heartbreak. (“Where did you meet mommy?” “I accidentally stepped on her leg outside of The Other Tent at Bonnaroo.” A conversation that will never happen.)
You had glowsticks on a string. That was all. It was so simple and so many others were doing the same thing. But you, you were different. Your "show" or "dance" (I really don't know what you call it), it was amazing, it had so much heart. I couldn't keep my eyes off of you, you pulled me in. At one point you lost a stick, and I handed it back to you. I don't know your name, where you're from, where you're going, or if you'll ever see this, but you were mesmerizingly beautiful that night and I wanted you to know.
Um, girl. Woman to woman, the above is a really good example of why you might consider avoiding drugs at music festivals. Sure, it’s all good feelings and pretty lights at first, but the next thing you know you’ve temporarily fallen in love with some dude (that you can’t even manage a physical description of!) flailing around with a couple of glowsticks. I honestly can’t even tell if this Missed Connection is sarcastic or not, that’s how unappealing this dude sounds.