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TOP FIVE. LOL THESE GOT LATE AND RATHER LONG. Hope You don't mind the ramblyness. It was really fun and surprisingly hard to organise things in a way that made sense other than IT WAS AWESOME! WOULD DO AGAIN!
Top Five Happiest Memories asked by krazykipper
1) Seeing The Enemy live. I still find it hard to explain why this band just *gets* to me. You know when you hear people saying “This band changed my life.” basically that, only they were the catalyst in getting me to change my own life. I bawled my fucking eyes out for like 4 hours, it felt like everything I was ha just been ripped away and I could put myself back together however I wanted.
2) Getting my tattoo. Massively intense. I’d been thinking/fantasising about getting it done for years, but in a vague sense of wanting one but not know what I wanted it to be. And then after The Enemy I knew what I wanted it to be but I didn’t get it right away. It took a conversation with a complete stranger to kick-start me into doing it. And I still fucking adore it.
3) Going to the finale of the British Touring Car Championship last year. Fucking brilliant. I adore the BTCC with almost as much passion as I do Formula One. But being there at the finale last year was the most fucking brilliant thing. I screamed and shouted and hugged a random fat bloke and it was all bloody brilliant because Colin Turkington won.
4) Will’s birthday. Um. This is a weird one and I nearly didn’t put it in but I wanted to be honest with myself, so Will’s birthday. When I was at school I didn’t really have friends. There were people who, like, put up with me and occasionally invited me to things. But it was always out of pity and I only excepted because it was the “done thing”. Then I fell apart, found LJ and found internet friends. And even though you’re all awesome it’s still not the same. Then I became a ridiculous hipster and found my local music scene and SUDDENLY SOCIAL LIFE. So I met all these ridiculously wonderful people and didn’t really expect to see them outside of their gigs. And then I actually get an invite to Will’s BBQ. I felt insane and wanted and that I didn’t have to pretend to be someone else to have friends. LOL THAT GOT SCHMOOPY
5) Jules’s Birthday. Jules is actually a work friend of my dad’s. And for her 40th she had a big barbeque for her friends and their families. It was the first time in about three years I’d gone anywhere that wasn’t a gig or to the cinema. I was expecting to be overwhelmed and unhappy surrounded all the people I didn’t know. It. Was. Amazing. I met this woman called Wendy and her husband (Mark, Mike? Can’t remember) and we talked for hours and hours and hours about everything. I told her stuff I didn’t even admit to myself, completely ridiculous, personal stuff and she did the same. Wendy is the reason I got my tattoo (See point 2!). It was the first time I felt completely and utterly myself around strangers, without having to hide behind anyone or anything. Also the first time I took my hat off in public since I got it. NO NEED TO HIDE.
THESE ARE ALL FROM THE LAST YEAR AND A HALF.
Top Five Happiest Memories asked by krazykipper
1) Seeing The Enemy live. I still find it hard to explain why this band just *gets* to me. You know when you hear people saying “This band changed my life.” basically that, only they were the catalyst in getting me to change my own life. I bawled my fucking eyes out for like 4 hours, it felt like everything I was ha just been ripped away and I could put myself back together however I wanted.
2) Getting my tattoo. Massively intense. I’d been thinking/fantasising about getting it done for years, but in a vague sense of wanting one but not know what I wanted it to be. And then after The Enemy I knew what I wanted it to be but I didn’t get it right away. It took a conversation with a complete stranger to kick-start me into doing it. And I still fucking adore it.
3) Going to the finale of the British Touring Car Championship last year. Fucking brilliant. I adore the BTCC with almost as much passion as I do Formula One. But being there at the finale last year was the most fucking brilliant thing. I screamed and shouted and hugged a random fat bloke and it was all bloody brilliant because Colin Turkington won.
4) Will’s birthday. Um. This is a weird one and I nearly didn’t put it in but I wanted to be honest with myself, so Will’s birthday. When I was at school I didn’t really have friends. There were people who, like, put up with me and occasionally invited me to things. But it was always out of pity and I only excepted because it was the “done thing”. Then I fell apart, found LJ and found internet friends. And even though you’re all awesome it’s still not the same. Then I became a ridiculous hipster and found my local music scene and SUDDENLY SOCIAL LIFE. So I met all these ridiculously wonderful people and didn’t really expect to see them outside of their gigs. And then I actually get an invite to Will’s BBQ. I felt insane and wanted and that I didn’t have to pretend to be someone else to have friends. LOL THAT GOT SCHMOOPY
5) Jules’s Birthday. Jules is actually a work friend of my dad’s. And for her 40th she had a big barbeque for her friends and their families. It was the first time in about three years I’d gone anywhere that wasn’t a gig or to the cinema. I was expecting to be overwhelmed and unhappy surrounded all the people I didn’t know. It. Was. Amazing. I met this woman called Wendy and her husband (Mark, Mike? Can’t remember) and we talked for hours and hours and hours about everything. I told her stuff I didn’t even admit to myself, completely ridiculous, personal stuff and she did the same. Wendy is the reason I got my tattoo (See point 2!). It was the first time I felt completely and utterly myself around strangers, without having to hide behind anyone or anything. Also the first time I took my hat off in public since I got it. NO NEED TO HIDE.
THESE ARE ALL FROM THE LAST YEAR AND A HALF.