May 27, 2008 21:59
After I had rambled on and on about going to the Matchbox 20 concert for months and months I'm sure all my readers have been stuck to their computer chairs on the LJ friend's page just waiting for an entry from me regarding the concert to pop up in front of your eyes, right…? No? Okay, don't blame you, well, here it is anyway… Oh, and just because I started writing this now doesn't mean I will post it tonight. I'm soooo tired; I've had a pretty busy week: NAPLAN
(National assessment program literacy and numeracy) tests, which made me pretty tired in their selves. So it could take me ages to write this entry and actually post it. Let's see how I go hey?
The night started off with me rushing around trying to do everything as usual. Mum drove me to my friend's house, and then took Renata and I to the train station where we caught a train into the city. The plan was that we would go to Flinders Street station, and the train we were on was going to remain a Hurstbridge/Epping train, which meant it would go through the city loop on its way back out. My other friend Katie, who we were meeting at Parliament station (one of the stations in the loop for those of you who don't know,) had rung Connex and that's how we knew it was going to go through the loop. When we arrived at Flinders Street station the train didn't announce where it was going. The sign displaying the next station only said "Welcome to Connex," which didn't help. Renata was getting slightly nervous, but I told her not to worry. Then the train started to leave the station, only…. It was heading the wrong way; away from the loop. GREAT!!! I said to Renata "er… I think we're going the wrong way." She looked at the sign again, but it still said "welcome to Connex," and still no announcements saying what train it was, or what the next station was. It wasn't until the train was slowing down coming into the next station when it announced "now arriving at Richmond," which is on a completely different line for the Hurstbridge/Epping line. Renata and I jumped off that train and saw it was now a Belgrave train. We found out what platform went into the city at Richmond, as neither of us had been there before. We jumped on the next train back to Flinders Street which luckily for us was only about two minutes. At Flinders Street we hopped off that train and found another that was going through the loop. We got on that, and finally got to Parliament! Many phone calls and text messages between Katie and I had flown back and forth while we were on the train. Katie was running late as it was, so even though Renata and I were now running about twenty minutes late, Katie still wasn't at Parliament, so Renata and I had to wait about ten minutes, before we all finally met and went to park Katie's car. We got something for dinner and a Boost Juice (lemon crush all the way!!) Then began the ten-fifteen minute walk from South Bank, where we had parked, to Rod Laver Arena; eating and drinking on the way. Despite us all running late we got to Rod Laver at twenty-five to eight, when the concert started at 7:30. When we got there Thirsty Mirc hadn't started yet. We got a drink each and then Katie told me that her partner Rohan and her had talked and they both said that they wanted to buy me a Matchbox 20 t-shirt as part of my birthday present. So by the time we joined the queue and chose a t-shirt that actually fitted me Thirst Mirc had started
Thirsty Mirc was great. After their last song they said that they were going to be out the front near the merchandise stand signing things. Katie, Renata and I all ran up the stairs and to the door to go out to where they were, but the man there said they were only signing Thirsty Mirc merchandise. So we ran back to the merchandise stand and Renata bought a poster, and Katie and I bought… well… we both bought a pair of Thirsty Mirc undies. I said I would get the undies as a joke, and then decided I would get the poster, but Katie didn't hear me so I got undies anyway. Haha!!! So we went outside and joined the line. Not even five minutes after we got out their they shut the door and said no one else could go out. We all felt sorry for the people that had bought Thirsty Mirc merchandise and now couldn't get their autographs. They were pretty nice guys, from what I could tell from the forty-five seconds I spoke to them anyway.
After a bit of a break Matchbox 20 finally started. They were, as everyone had expected, awesome!!! They sang all their songs I knew, plus some old ones. They did some covers of some songs too. They said that seeing as they love Australia so much they were only doing Aussie covers. They did a Kylie Minogue song, and one or two more that I can't think of right now… I could go on and on and on about it, but I won't.
After the concert we had said that we would get a water taxi the few hundred metres along the Yarra River back up to where the car was, but it was $8 per person, so we decided just to walk back. On the way home in the car we couldn't stop talking about it. We listened to the bit of the "Matchbox 20 after Party" they had on Fox Fm that we could by the time we got into the car, then listened to some Thirsty Mirc and Matchbox 20 Katie had on her I'pod. And we got an ice cream on the way home too (random fact.)
WE were on such a high that night. Renata (who stayed the night at my house) and I didn't go to sleep for ages.
That's about all I can think of telling you guys about the concert, but I will just quickly fill you in on a few other things that have been happening. Firstly, and not very importantly (to you guys) is that we got our road made. Years and years ago, my street used to be a river. But it has been an unmade road for years and years and years. Ever since we moved in here when I was about two weeks old we have always been covered in dust when cars went up and down the road. Walking down to the bus stop or the shops was always fun: slipping on stones, stepping in pot holes, being covered in dust and if you weren't concentrating enough slipping down and falling in the gutters. Luckily though, I managed to stay out of the gutters… most of the time. As little kids we used to ride our bikes and scooters at a hundred miles an hour up and down the street. I used to, very occasionally, skid or slip on a loose stone here and there and fall straight off the bike, the street would give me very nice grazes, but it never took me long to get back out there again. Or on the scooters, (the little fold-up ones that were in a few years ago with the tiny plastic wheels) you used to hit a stone and go flying, but it was always fun. But now the road is a normal road: asphalt!! It is great: no dust for starters, but in some ways it is a bit of a shame, Hurstbridge, where I live is a really quiet place with heaps of trees and birds, and there was this feel about it when you walked up the unmade road, it felt really… bushy!! We still have the trees and birds of course, but just not the unmade road. Oh well. It's amazing how quiet all the cars are now. You could hear the cars on the rocks coming from miles away before, now it's a lot harder to hear them because the road is smooth and we have to walk on the road because there are no footpaths. I could walk along the nature strip, and for some parts of it I do, but not much. The nature strips are always muddy and it's really uneven and blah blah blah.
Not much all that exciting has been happening in my life lately that is worth reporting on. My brother did turn eighteen and get his license a few weeks ago, which is very exciting.
For all you guys that are interested, I am going back up to BMC (Braille Music Camp) this year. But I will probably talk about that more in a later post.
You know how I said this post could take me ages to write? I started it ten days ago and have only just about finished it now. Is that slack or what? And that is only if I even can be bothered posting it tonight!!