First off, Hayley, I'm soo sorry to hear about your blood blister. I've known a few people how have had them, but never in their throat. It doesn't sound fun. I'm praying for you, and I hope you get better soon, but I hope that you can understand my aggrevation at arriving at purple door after a six hour drive only to discover that the only reason I came, wouldn't be playing. I won't lie; I moped around for quite awhile until I was informed that Hayley was, in fact, sick. You can bet that my friend and I looked quite foolish decked out in our matching Paramore apparel and holding our Paramore signs. By the time Paramore was supposed to play I was very tired of people approaching me and informing me that "Paramore isn't playing, dude." Oh well, sorry about all my crying, Hayley, it's not your falt!!!! I believe now that God was teaching me a lesson in patence and disapointment. Perhaps I'm just a sucker for punishment, but I think my friend and I are going to drive ANOTHER five hours to see you guys play in New Jersey. So, Hayley, if you ever read this, keep an eye out for us in the crowd holding posters and loving every second we're spending in you guys' rock-out-loud presence. I love you guys so much. Get better soon; stay cool forever! PS Come play in Waldorf, MD PLEASE!!!!