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Leeds was a lot of fun. I saw some great bands, met Lee's lovely friends and bought myself the cutest top that I cannot wait to go clubbing in. The highlight was totally seeing Muse. I've wanted to see them live for 4 years. I was not disappointed. Not even the rain ruined it for me, it actually added to the atmosphere. They played all my favourite songs ^_^
Anyway I had a great time, till it was all over and I realised I was covered in mud and shivering. The trip home was horrid. The bus was quite fast despite the bus driver not being able to see due to all the condensation on the windows. Waiting for our train we found a scummy little fish and chip place in Leeds near the station. I posed a question to Lee:
'would my life have been better with or without you?'
'Why do you ask baby?'
'Well before I met you there was no way I would have been sitting in a random scummy take away in Leeds at 12.30, soaked and shivering after seeing Muse.'
Anyway on the train home (which was incredibly slow for some reason) we realised it could have been much worse after hearing the plight of a poor lady who had also been for the day and managed to lose her friends and her coat containing her wallet, all her money and her phone. She had got to Leeds station, realised her train ticket was also in her coat then just by luck her friend had appeared. She would have had to busk home or something otherwise.
When we finally got home and I took all my clothes of I squeezed my thong and rain water was dripping from it. That was how fucking wet it was. I hugged the heater a lot then we got niiice and wasted. ^_^ The perfect end to a long and eventful day.
From Leeds I learnt two things:
1) I definitely prefer dance music.
2) I may not be able to camp at a festival where there is even the slightest chance of rain.
Right now I'm looking forward to moving back to Manc within the next two weeks and getting a little worried about my dissertation. Will definitely have to do some reading soon.