Lives Ablaze!!

This weekend, instead of going with the flow to Freedom Fest, I decided to be different and go to Lives Ablaze. Plus a lot of my friends were going. And Skillet was there.
I'm glad I went to Lives Ablaze. It takes place in Glorieta, and its really nice to get away after a week of school, even for only a weekend.
Glorieta is actually a really nice place to stay. Last year when I went to Lives Ablaze, we stayed at a hotel about 30 minutes away. Which actually isn't very convenient at all if you think about it. You get no free time, and you can't wander around the grounds very much (so pretty!), and you have to eat greasy food at the Chuck Wagon.
Staying at Glorieta is kind of like staying in a hotel. With bunk beds. Its pretty amazing, actually.
I'm pretty happy with Lives Ablaze this year because we had a really good worship team, and Bob Smiley (a REALLY hilarious comedian), a pretty good pastor, and a great concert. You should check out Bob Smiley.
KJ-52 was kind of lame... I'd rather have a cd.
Skillet was amazing!! Although everyone was very squished and it was like if you jumped up you wouldn't even get back to the ground again because people would have squeezed into your space that fast. At first, I was standing right behind this really... big guy with a green polo on. People kept pushing to get into the front so they could get a better view, and I actually found myself squished like peanut butter next to this... big guy- and he was soaked with sweat. He also smelled like sweat. It was pretty disgusting. But then he decided he'd blocked everyone's view long enough and moved on.
You know you're at a hardcore concert when you get hair in your eyes from the person in front of you cause he's headbanging so hard.

The great thing about Lives Ablaze is that 'most everybody is friendly. I met these really great people from Portales.
Also there was a foreign exchange student there from France. His name is Gillam, and we had some good times in line waiting for lunch. We (clinton, laura, colleen and I) bought chalk, and Joey and Gillam joined us in writing on everything with it.
It was funny because talk turned to rednecks (for some reason) and Gillam had no idea what they were, so we tried to tell him what they are. A cafeteria lady actually mistook Joey for Gillam as exchange student because Joey was speaking broken French.

So Lives Ablaze was pretty much good times through and through.