Aug 23, 2011 12:59
So I've had all of yesterday to recover from V and I'm still knackered. I think it was the mixture of the heaviest bag in the universe and walking all effing day trying to get as close to the stages as possible without getting crushed. Sunday was definitely better than the first day seeing as I had a cup of piss thrown at me within the first hour of being there, which obviously made me feel like dirt for the rest of the day. At least that was the only cup of that stuff to be thrown in our direction; others were sadly not so lucky. Although my hair did reek of beer and marijuana by the end of the weekend which almost gave my mum a coronary. Hey ho, nothing that a steaming hot shower can't fix.
The music was fantastic though, and my highlights were probably Rihanna and Eminem because the crowds were absolutely buzzing. I'd definitely recommend the experience if you haven't been to V, or any other festival like it; I simply loved the feeling of thousands of people around you singing the same thing (in equally as out of tune voices).
The only annoying thing was that one of my friends wandered off on the second day because she was all, "yeh... I'm going to go and hang out with a couple of other friends kthnxbai" although, she wasn't even going to tell us where she was going because we were all walking in a chain so we didn't lose anyone, and when we looked back she'd just disappeared. So we had to find her and she was halfway to the other stage by the time we actually managed to find her in the crowds. God, it was just so annoying because we thought she'd been kidnapped or something seeing as our parents had all delighted to tell us horror stories about groups of girls who had gone together and then split up and then gotten raped. So naturally we were all flipping the fuck out trying to find her, only for her to be so blase about the whole thing. So, in the end she ditched us for these other friends and we told her to meet us by the ticket thingy by the exit seeing as we were all going home together in one car. By the end of the day when we were all waiting at the exit, she still hadn't turned up and her phone kept going to voicemail so we assumed that it had either run out of battery or she had deliberately switched it off to ignore us (I wouldn't put it past her). Eventually we had to call our parents and tell them that we were going to be half an hour late because she still hadn't turned up with these mysterious friends of hers. Keep in mind the fact that it was nearly pitch black by this point as it was about half eleven at night. Anyway, the parent who was waiting for us was like "... yeh she turned up with friends like forty-five minutes ago and is already on her way home, didn't she tell you?" and we were like "NO SHE MISSED THAT PART OUT". Needless to say we were fuming by this point and it kind of ended the weekend on a downer. Jeez, why are some of my friends so damn stupid?
Aha, sorry for that little rant there, this was originally going to be a short post about how epic V was.
So today I'm going to see the Inbetweeners movie with a friend because we've been dying to see it for ages and everyone who's already seen it says it's hilarious. Can't wait.
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