Korn rocks.
Sep. 14th, 2002 09:32 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
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*Grins* Well I was at home, sick yesterday. I was the violently-sick monster all that night.
Quotage from my father
"You look like something out of an Anne Rice book."
(e.g I was deathly pale. Not so unusual for me.)
So I got outta school early on Tuesday, missing 1 & 1/2 hours of Science to travel down 4 hours down to Dublin for a Korn concert. Went down with Dad, Matt, this guy Dee who spends his life going to concerts and his brother about my age called Connor.
I could talk for hours on the concert.
But as we queued up to get in a trio of Dubliners were behind us, got separated from their seven other mates, and suddenly adopted my dad as their dad/Uncle Joe. ^_^ Such funny creatures. The oldest even got on the phone and when asked who he was with replied
"Uncle Joe. You *know*...UNCLE Joe? Our Uncle?!"
The person didn't get it.
The youngest, and most talkative, said "Dad, can I have some money?" to which dad replied
"Yeah, and as soon as we go in, you'll go *Gives the fingers* Bastard!"
We went in and he suddenly shouted "Dad, dad can I do it now?"
Went in and met a lot of nice fellas and girls. People generally have this misconception that goths are all surly teenagers who don't say two words to each other. I even thought it for a while.
But it's so wrong.
I was in the moshpit, some 18 year old guy standing on my toes 'cause there was no more floorspace and I started to get dizzy, falling backwards. Two guys behind me caught me, brought me back up and kept questioning me if I was alright. About 1 hour later I was really going to pass out so I yelled "I have to get out of here, I'm going to faint" One was going to come with me and buy me some water but I told him to stay.
I didn't get back to the front so at the end of the concert, they searched around for me to check if I was OK and if I did faint.
To the trio of other Dubliner’s I met when I shared my Pepsi with you and stayed with when ‘Freak on a Leash’ came on ‘til the end of the concert, if you’re reading this, hi! And Shaun, don’t be showing anyone that picture. ^_- I think you need my permission to show others it.
And you owe me an apology for making me think that 20-something-year-old behind us was pinching my ass when it was you. ^_^
So that’s it. ^_^ Well Matt’s now sick with my bug so I’m going to comfort him.
*Grins* Well I was at home, sick yesterday. I was the violently-sick monster all that night.
Quotage from my father
"You look like something out of an Anne Rice book."
(e.g I was deathly pale. Not so unusual for me.)
So I got outta school early on Tuesday, missing 1 & 1/2 hours of Science to travel down 4 hours down to Dublin for a Korn concert. Went down with Dad, Matt, this guy Dee who spends his life going to concerts and his brother about my age called Connor.
I could talk for hours on the concert.
But as we queued up to get in a trio of Dubliners were behind us, got separated from their seven other mates, and suddenly adopted my dad as their dad/Uncle Joe. ^_^ Such funny creatures. The oldest even got on the phone and when asked who he was with replied
"Uncle Joe. You *know*...UNCLE Joe? Our Uncle?!"
The person didn't get it.
The youngest, and most talkative, said "Dad, can I have some money?" to which dad replied
"Yeah, and as soon as we go in, you'll go *Gives the fingers* Bastard!"
We went in and he suddenly shouted "Dad, dad can I do it now?"
Went in and met a lot of nice fellas and girls. People generally have this misconception that goths are all surly teenagers who don't say two words to each other. I even thought it for a while.
But it's so wrong.
I was in the moshpit, some 18 year old guy standing on my toes 'cause there was no more floorspace and I started to get dizzy, falling backwards. Two guys behind me caught me, brought me back up and kept questioning me if I was alright. About 1 hour later I was really going to pass out so I yelled "I have to get out of here, I'm going to faint" One was going to come with me and buy me some water but I told him to stay.
I didn't get back to the front so at the end of the concert, they searched around for me to check if I was OK and if I did faint.
To the trio of other Dubliner’s I met when I shared my Pepsi with you and stayed with when ‘Freak on a Leash’ came on ‘til the end of the concert, if you’re reading this, hi! And Shaun, don’t be showing anyone that picture. ^_- I think you need my permission to show others it.
And you owe me an apology for making me think that 20-something-year-old behind us was pinching my ass when it was you. ^_^
So that’s it. ^_^ Well Matt’s now sick with my bug so I’m going to comfort him.
