i was going numb when i wrote the last lj entry, i spose that made it easier to physically and emotionally get through the next 3 days. pyramid rock seems like a blur. seeing the photos and short vids i took of silverchair playing make it seem so much bigger than it actually was at the time because i was so out of it - i felt like i was walking around and watching everything like a movie, so the journey the heat lack of food and sleep and the partying and fUCK the moshpit and daniel were kind of dampened. after a 4 hour complex journey home on new years eve i went out AGAIN for 4 hours that night, to sonyas massive party sculled jim bean danced a heap watched the fire works from a railway weird youre-not-meant-to-climb-onit- bridge thing (with hayley and pen i love you) got more trashed than ive ever been in two years then went to the city after the countdown which was pretty fucking... well theres no word for it just packed...nmad lunacy crazy exciting confronting fuck. woke up this morning with stomach pains, aching legs and ribs hurt like fuck from being crushed in te mosh pit like nothing i've ever felt, my eyes won't open completely theyre all droopy and im very sunburnt/tanned/exhauted.
i was in the mosh pit for 5 hours 4 of which were spent making my way to through 12,000 people to make sure i got to the front bar. had to be at the front. i decided that three months ago when i bought the tickets. i ended up bribing someone with a ciggy (we were both desperate cos its hard to smoke in the pit so we hadnt and she had none) to let me squish in to the front between her and her friend.
emotion sickness is so beautiful live. so intense......
it was so worth all this.
will post more photos soon, and of new years!