| Patrick |
[Feb. 2nd, 2006|12:31 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  bouncy | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Greenday - American Idiot | ] |
Hello everyone - I am Patrick. At least, that's who I should be...
Apparently I "look like a Patrick"?
Oh, and I have an army of Oompa Loompas holding my hair up! Half of which were wiped out in a couple of Hand-Of-God moments... well, Hand-Of-Jon, anyway...
And some people are so stubborn!
Good music, good times! Tuesdays Suck! Wednesdays Rule! |
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| Twas not too good! |
[Feb. 1st, 2006|11:04 am] |
| [ | mood |
| |  annoyed | ] |
| [ | music |
| | MCR - Helena | ] |
Last night – um, not too good…
I was told that this would be the case, but it had to be done! I thought the turnout might have been better as I assumed most people would’ve had a similar thought to me; “Let’s see what it’s like for the first night before deciding whether to go regularly.”
I won’t be!
The “two-floor extravaganza” consisted of people milling around downstairs and a literal ‘lights on but nobody’s home’ upstairs. They hadn’t even bothered playing music… there were two people standing behind the bar chatting, and I could hear their conversation while coming up the stairs… it was THAT dead!
Played BHB downstairs, which I was ok i suppose, but on requesting Fall Out Boy I was told “Sorry mate, ain’t got that CD.” O….K….
So, Wednesday nights it is :-) |
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| Wednesday |
[Jan. 26th, 2006|07:03 am] |
| [ | mood |
| |  chipper | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Greenday - Wake Me Up When September Ends | ] |
Ok, so the songs worked last night!
"Helena", "Sugar, We're Going Down", "BHB" obviously, and a few others that I forget, but generally it was a V good night!
Not as much alcohol as usual but I felt more jovial than normal, to the point of being more manic than I normally am, knocking a drink out of someone's hand (but that may have been because I'm clumsy generally) with a spectacular shower of glass – some of which I found in my shoe this morning, and getting head-butted on the bridge of my nose and responding by going “I LOVE this song, I HAVE to dance!” – It would be good to know what that was all about!
When the dance-floor was relatively empty, I distinctly remember someone behind me treading on my ankle and causing an immense amount of pain for about three seconds! After that I carried on as normal, but this morning I am limping slightly :-(
I think those are the key moments :-)
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EDIT - Last Train Home, American Idiot - they played those too - they just came to me!
I will update when i remember / get told more
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| "If Carlsberg Made Nights Out, They'd Probably Be..." A Lot Like Friday Night! |
[Jan. 15th, 2006|03:07 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  nostalgic | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Trapt - headstrong | ] |
So, I woke up at 3pm!
But, to be fair, I did get home at 6am, so...
A VERY good night out. Met up with some good people - some new, some not so new...
Plenty to drink, but not enough to forget any detail of the night.........
First to the Goose. Good chats, good atmosphere, etc.
Then a manic attempt to get a train to Camden (where half our compatriots were left behind).
At Stratford Station I got called "sarcastic" with a negative intonation... Me!?!?!?!
Caught up with the missing people in The World's End, more drinks, more people, more atmosphere... Some weird drink that took a dislike to a mate of mine... I think he had two of 'em! LoL.
Then to the Electric Ballroom - my first time - Twas O.K.
The cloak-room staff were a bit weird - the clerk had to call a bouncer to try and send me to the back of the queue for queue-jumping about two-feet from the desk! How stupid does he think I’d be!?!?! We queue-jumped well outta sight of the desk! Lucky for me a couple of young ladies in front of us talked the desk-clerk down, insisting I’d been there for ages (which I had!) and I was allowed to put my coat away - with his apologies. Nice!
Drinks were rip-off prices, but it was London on a Friday, and I’m used to Essex-Uni and Envy prices, so...
Music away from the dance floor wasn't excessively loud, so conversation was easy, which is lucky cos the music weren't too great downstairs :-(
I ventured to the other floor(s?) a few times, but it was too hard-core for me.
The ONE standout track of the night - that one song you HAVE to dance to and which puts you in the right frame of mind to dance to anything else - wasn't played ’til just before 2am, which was a shame as we'd been there since just before midnight!
I finally convinced one of my mate's friends, who hadn't danced all night, to get up to this song - which she did semi-grudgingly (she loved it really!!!)... But she did describe the affair a bit later on, jokingly (I hope) as "tantamount to rape"...
:-\
So technically I got music-laid, right? Or would that be dance- laid? *shrugs*
Anyway...
On leaving, travel was arranged haphazardly - the best way in my humble opinion! A 7-seater taxi (for 8 people) wasn't available, which I suppose was a good thing as it would've been a tenner each! Instead, there was a round-about tour of London on the night buses, then one back to Romford (without paying a penny more).
During travel there were amazing conversations covering a multitude of topics; from movies to... um... er, movies?!
Though an hour of comparing films to their sequels may not sound like much, it was a great way to pass the time! At one point, someone from the front of the bus approached our group to offer his two-cents, then went back to his seat - no doubt to continue the debate with his group!
If a loud, overbearing conversation by a group of people on a night bus inspires one other person to think about his or her favourite sequel, you know you've made a difference!
Departed bus at Romford, stood around with Jon and Ed, then got bus home...
You can't really argue with a night out like that...
Why can't it be Jon's birthday every weekend? |
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| Self Doubt... |
[Dec. 27th, 2005|04:26 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  apathetic | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Sum 41 - "Fat Lip" | ] |
Ok, I’m gonna get all insightful, so look out...
Question; Is it possible to convince yourself you do / don't like someone?
Situations;
1) There have been people who everyone else had been nuts about but I couldn't see it.
2) There have been people who I liked, but I kept telling myself I didn't.
3) There have been people who I *knew* I didn't like but others insisted I did.
4) There have been people who, I believe, I liked because people expected it of me.
Reasons/explanations I can come up with;
1a) I'm completely abnormal.
1b) I have vastly different criteria to the 'masses'.
2a) I'm aware the chances are non-existent so try to ignore my feelings.
2b) I'm aware of reasons I shouldn't like them so try to quash the feelings.
2c) It's illegal in their home territories! (E.G.USA 'legal age' compared to U.K.)
3a) My friendly nature is misconstrued by people who don't know me too well.
3b) My friends delight in ribbing/annoying me.
3c) They're right, and I was successful in a situation (2) event.
4a) The pressure from my surroundings *force* feelings on me (e.g. caving into a situation (1) event).
4b) Someone *clearly* likes me (usually via direct statement - I don't read signals too well) and I feel uncomfortable not returning those feelings.
If anyone has any comments, I welcome them...
Any other explanations would be useful - based on past experience or otherwise - and info on how those relationships worked out...?
Thanks.
***Edit - made point (2c) a little clearer and less-dodgy!*** |
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