It was fucking awesome.

we were at the back for the first song of the gig, and decided that we wanted in with the people who actually enjoyed the music, as everyone round us were just standing still.

So emily and me pushed our way to the 4th row, and to the middle of the mosh pit. The rest of the night, we moshed and sang and screamed with the best of them. We didnt come out uninjured though, Emily was elbowed at the base of her head, and i was headbutted in the eye, but it was all for a good cause i loved it. the only problem was it was an all ages gig, so no alcohol, we had to drink red bulls for the buzz.

after it was over we went outside and found the we could get into the limelight for free with our fightstar tickets. As it was only 11pm, me and emily decided to go, shane and gill had a birthday party to go to, and tristan was way to hammered, he could barely stand. Thats where the trouble started, he told me to fuck off, and got in the car. But fuck that i had an amazing night, we had soo much fun dancing to everything.

Met the band young guns, who supported Fightstar in the limelight, such lovely guys

we left at 2am, and waited for a taxi talking to young guns, i got home, and crashed out on the sofa.

waking up this morning, it wasnt the hangover that killed me, it was the state of the house. Chairs were over turned, plates, cups, bottles were smashed in the kitchen, it was like the house was ransacked.

tristan very obviously was angery i didnt come home with him. so now he isnt speaking to me. TO ME. i mean what the fuck did i do exactly, except enjoy a night out without starting fights with everyone who came into my vacinity. He cant handle his drink, and is a vicious drunk, andf i hate it when he drinks, i dont change, if anything i talk to people more.

But apart from that small mishap, the evening was a blast!!!