Remind me not to be third row. It's the most painful row I've ever been in, or maybe it was just the fact that ATL teenies are vicious.
My foot which I fucked up in Colchester (week and a half ago) was beter, but now it's worse again. It's in a TubiGrip.
On the plus side, yesterday I:
- Saw The Friday Night Boys
- Saw The Audition for the 3rd time
- Saw All Time Low properly for the first time
- Found Rhys, Gav and Bob of The Blackout and ended up hanging out with Rhys and Bob for about 10 minutes because I couldn't find my friends
- Said hi to 4/5 of Young Guns (missed Gus, boo!)
- Got my hat on Tim of The Audition
- Got my hat on RIAN OF ALL TIME LOW
Successful day.
Plectrum status: needs the ring so I can get it on a chain.
So this is V...
- The Letter V
- Some people use two names. Some people use mononyms. Some people use just one syllable as their name. I use one letter. Hello, and welcome to my world. This blog is an insite into what goes on directly inside my brain. I rant, rave, rage and roar on here, and this is where most of my more personal thoughts are written. I'll share my emo moments (you might want to skip those), my life-is-perfect moments (which are arguably worse), and everything inbetween... To be honest, it's probably not a good idea to read any of this blog. I live for music, my friends, hugs, chocolate and my kitty hat, though maybe not in that order. And I'll be doing a hell of a lot of writing when I'm older, so I'd better start now... So, what are you waiting for? Dive into my crazy, twisted world and join me as I swim through this poorly thought out extended metaphor.
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