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Alright, so this was my 2nd FFF Fest. The first was in 2009. I had a blast then, but this year definitely tops it! However, I'm still pissed I didn't see Ryan Gosling. Oh well.
I decided early on that I wasn't going to fight my way up to the front of the stages, but rather hang back to make sure I had enough room to dance. Best choice I could have made. You might have seen me behind the sound tables at the Blue stage dancing my ass off with my buddies each night.
One of my more prouder moments was after surviving the initial Cannibal Corpse mosh pit. I had just started to shove my friend playfully when all hell broke loose and everyone starting moshing for real! I was taken by surprise, but held my own for a bit. This is impressive because I was pretty shwastey at that point. But believe me, it sobered me up pretty quickly :)
Now, I'm back in Ada, OK at work, wishing that I were still in Austin. Everytime I get back from a festival, and this time especially, an immediate depression sets in as soon as I walk through my front door, and my friends are gone. For 4 days and nights I was with some of my best friends, basically non-stop. And though I was glad to be alone a little, I was still saddened by the fact the fun was over and I was very alone.
This will wear off by Friday when I get drunk again and see the friends who didn't make it to Austin with me this weekend. We'll be happy to see each other, and frivolity will ensue again. And all the sadness just means I had the most epic weekend imaginable, and my regular life doesn't even remotely compare. So for the next few days I'll be a sad little girl, and daydream of the music and fun of this weekend, and the festivals that are yet to come.