Suburban Shock Disease

I just got home from the first SSS show ever. (Technically there have been others, but they didn't matter because I wasn't there.) And although I'm not too into the whole punky mc punk punk jr. scene, it was enjoyable because some cool people went, I was dedicated a song, and Brian and I got to push our favorite band Greenwheel.
If you are looking to attend an event filled with basically normal and uninteresting people, punk shows are not what you're looking for. Some crazy people attend them, some are cool and crazy, but others are just stupid "i'm a rebel hence i have a mohawk" crazy. It's really a mixed bag. You see people that you know are psuedo-rebels with their spiky/mohawk/colored/fugly hair, less than jake/blink 182/good charlotte/SSS shirts and rank boots and chains in random places. What is the point of having those chains? I don't get it. This must go through people's minds before: "Hmm, my mommy made me clean my room. I'm not like other kids, i'm unique and interesting, i shouldn't have to clean my room. i think if i put on these chains people will see how individualistic i am. lol. i hate my mommy and daddy." Shut up, take your chains off, and go fuckin' clean your damn room. I hate when people think that they are so 'different' from everyone else. Well either you really are different, and your just wierd, or you aren't different, you just think you are. Probably the latter.
Anyway we hitty mc hit hit the Frontier after (i know big surprise). If there is one thing I know, it's that you will never go to Frontier and not see at least one hot ass chick. Anyway that's basically it, except once Paul and I complete our startup small t-shirt business, everyone must buy one or two or 29. Details later...