Sep 12, 2006 00:30
DragonForce. Wow.
Concert was soooooo good, everyone was freakin out, Noah Simpson went in a mosh pit, and everyone (except for those two muscley, sweaty douche-bags; you know the ones) was all together in utter bliss.
Early on I got punched in the mouth (perhaps accidently), so I punched the guy in the head, and he punched me back in the forehead. We then had a nice little talk and went our seperate ways. A couple minutes later I was thrown to the ground, not to walk normally again for the rest of the concert. My knee hurts like a bitch, is swollen and red. My arms are covered in scratches and tender as fuck. (You heard me). There is a ringing in my ears, and all hearing is impared.
But it was one of the best things ever. My shirt has a chick standing with a spar, lightning behind her, and two fuckign horses on her sides. The back says "Though I walk through the valley of the damned...I DON'T GIVE A FUCK COS I'M INTO DRAGONFORCE!!!".
I'm going to bed now. With any luck, I'll wake up tomorrow, with more luck my knee will still hurt so I shant have to excercise in lifetime.
Thanks again to Jordan for buying all that water, and Farbodd for bringing me and spotting me on shirt and drink money.
Sweet.
Sorry to those who couldn't make it. If they come back, you are going, no matter what your parents say.
Cute.