go back to what it meant back then

finally got a chance to do this, i kept forgetting about it lol

1. What do you consider your current main fandom? (This can include hobbies and collecting. Anything you feel fannish about!)

> currently bandom. i mostly collect cds, but i have the whole deal. posters, photocards, freebies from shows, blablablaahah

2. What was your first fandom?

> i don’t really remember it, but it was probably somewhere between undertale or fnaf (and fnafhs. loud sigh)

3. Do you have any favorite headcanons or fan theories?

> i’m really into the headcanons for the characters from the america's suitehearts vid. especially the one where benzedrine is actually this really sad emotionally exhausted dude behind the happy image he portrays lol 


4. Have you ever created fanworks?

> don't even let get started on that, fanart is actually what pushed me into art as a whole methinks. honestly, without fanworks, i don't think i’d be even half the person i am today 



5. Are you still active in any old fandoms?

> not really, sometimes i get that weird nostalgic feeling of going back to old fandoms, but i'm not that active tbh :- p

i've been avoiding posting on here until i either: a. feel in a better mood or b. get anything interesting going on in life. nothing really came up, and i still somehow feel moody.

last night i got the weird urge to rewatch nightmare before christmas. maybe that has something to do with the fact that i have an exposition about halloween next week (even though the whole movie sort of revolves around christmas, duh).

i'm currently in class, but i'm like. the invisible man. maybe that is because im too gross and uninteresting to look at, which is why i often fall into the quiet kid at the back of the class stereotype. crazy thing to think because somewhere inside me, there's this little piece of personality that yearns to party around and never give a care.

anyway. i'm probably going to write back. no promises anyhow.
xo gabe

failure at everything, mid at art and my stupid salary just went down the drain because of some lame idea. i'm already tired and it's not even half of the week. goodnight, see you tomorrow for more whining

gabe

finally home from the my chem show, but i'll probably post this tomorrw because right now i'm just so drained. i have no words- mostly i'm still processing and digesting the fact that i actually saw that live. i was there. in person

first of all, the local opening band was cool. i can see why they chose them, and i love that they’re mcr fans too, so they were just as hyped as we were. it was fun, but they just had like. maybe half an hour set, so it was a bit short

the second opener was the hives. i’d listened to some of their stuff months before the show and wasn’t super convinced because i didn’t really get the vibe (doesn't mean they're not cool btw), but seeing them live is a whole different thing. the band is amazing, especially the lead singer (can’t remember his name right now, sorry, i’m sleepy as hell guys). he was so cool to us. he even stopped the show for a minute to ask the crowd to back up a few times because people kept pushing against the barrier. their songs are so catchy, and he was just fun to interact with. the "forever the hives" chorus thingy is still stuck in my head. i’m officially a hives fan now lol

then, the my chem set. i knew what i was getting into, but hell, i was still so excited. seeing the black parade set in person is something else- it just hits you with this wall of reality of "oh fuck, they’re literally right there!!!" even though i'm too stunned to feel anything but exhaustion, i’m just so happy i got to see them

as a latin american, this means everything. seeing your favorite band live changes your life, and it changed mine i guess

the encore??? god, it was majestic. i’m still in shock that i got to sing lady of sorrows, vampires, and to the end. i definitely ruined my throat screaming along to ghost of you and na na na, but i don’t even care. i’ve never been happier lol

to be all sappy and emotional for a second, this band and this specific show pulled me out of some really dark times last year. i kinda looked up at this show as my salvation- there was no way i was going to leave this world without seeing my chem come back to my country after eighteen years. and i did it, i finally experienced it, and i survived those weird dark times to get here. i won, in a way-i could never thank this band enough.

anyway, sappiness aside, the setlist was stunning and the crowd was wild. i didn’t realize how loud we were until i saw gerard break character for a second to laugh at how loud everyone was. it was amazing. i hope they come back soon, because we’re gonna miss them a lot after this

i'm gonna shove a few photos here (at least the ones i took when i wasn't busy singing my voice away)


(mikey shirt lol, finally got official merch yay)


(gubrik postcard, great souvenir)


(beloved huracan stadium)


(he's pointing at you!!)


(would burn one of you guys to keep him warm lol)


(keeping the vampire look as always)


(frank doing whatever this is honestly)


(peekaboo mikey)

p.s. i did bring my patrick pc to the show. patrick witnessed to the end live

that's all. i'm so happy really.

gabe

i've been absent for so many moons by now that i owe you a report on how ive been doing. i know you probably didn't ask for it, but still, im giving it to you on a silver platter- just like everything else ive regurgitated on this blog.

the festivities were nice. this was my last year as a kid and i really don't want to dwell on that, but i don't think i've ever actually felt like one. i know it isn't my fault- everyone around me seems to treat me like some kind of old, wise guy (which, as far as i know, i'm definitely not)

howevr, i got to reunite with old friends(yes, again) and finally fixed that weird problem with the person from my last entry (communication finally worked its magic). i can officially say it feels great to be on vacation, even though i’m not a big fan of the summer. don't ask about the summer part.

recently, i’ve been meeting new people on other medias. i'm not a great talker with strangers (or anyone at this point) because i never know how to keep up with a conversation out of nowhere, but i met this guy who seems friendly (even though he loves to bully me- not in a rude way though).
he’s a bit guarded, but we’ve been calling almost daily to do random stuff togetherr. as lovely as it sounds, i’m paranoid by nature, so it scares me to open up to people this quickly.

then again, i think no one can truly control their words at midnight, so i guess i’ll just take this humiliation to my grave- and to my blog, of course.

that’s all i’ve got for now (or at least all i can rmr)

gabegraveyard (p.s. i don't like how sad the bored mood looks)