moments

Wednesday was a beautiful night. It dawned cold, the proceeded to grow warm by the time I left off work. Part of me worried about going, the usual insecurities of what would happen, would it be a good night, who would be there...but once we started to drive I left all my worries in town. It was rush hour traffic, so we messed around with the camera, ate cake, sang along to the CDs Lauren made. I was quite quiet, it takes me a while to warm up to atmospheres I guess.

We arrived and Ipswich was cold, the sky looked like it was heavy with rain. The bands were running late, it was past eight when the all went on. I was so happy to see 50 Lions again. They always seem genuinely excited to be there, and the crowd responded so well. Between breaks, Jess, Clare, Lauren, Lea and me discovered the delights of the karaoke evening that was happening in the bar, we took the chance and sung passably to Grease, which attracted some of the attention from a few of the guys. Who got equally excited and decided to also join in.

One of the guys was talking to Jess introduced himself and then introduced his friend. I couldn't really care less which band, how many tattoos someone has it seems pretty shallow so I tend to be a bit reserved. But the guy was nice, he had good eyes (i.e intelligent) I later found out he was older than I thought, he'd finished college with a degree in Physics. I was impressed and surprised. His friends were just as funny as he was and were really up for hanging out and doing more karaoke. They ended singing 'You've gotta fight for your right, to parrrrty' which was amazing, everyone was dancing and laughing.

There was a really nice girl there, I'd never seen her at a show before, but she seemed so much fun, and genuinely non bitchy and sweet. She also had an amazing voice, and put us all to shame (apart from maybe Clare). She spoke to Jess and it made me think about how lucky I am to have such nice girlfriends into hardcore. Girls into hardcore seem to be so wary of the same sex, we either think the worst of someone instantly or see them as a threat to whichever guy we're into that week or sometimes it's a case of not believing they'll stick around into the scene. Which in most cases girls don't. I'm blessed to have great girls who're loyal and nice and into the music. If I hadn't I probably wouldn't have bothered, for all the trouble some girls cause.

We got on really well, though throughout the evening half of me was wondering how many girls he's met exactly like me just in different places. I kept wondering how on earth you'd realise if you genuinely liked someone when you met so many generic girls (myself included). He was cute, in a subtle way, I think I was convincing myself I didn't like him just to stop me from doing anything stupid. The girls were watching a film in the lounge and a couple of times James burst into the dining room where me and the guy were, I think James was mildly disappointed to see we were just talking. At about half three Jess decided it was really time to go. It was sad because I really liked hanging out with him, and it has helped me realise so much more about people just from that evening. I knocked him a kiss on the cheek, though I shied away from a full on kiss, which I was quite proud of. It was a bit awkward but we both laughed. I didn't want to be classed as one of the British girls he saw and conquered. I would like to be vaguely remembered as a nice girl he had a good conversation with.

Jess drove us first to her house, and then drove all the way to mine. It takes about half an hour to get to mine and I was so grateful and touched she did all that driving. At nearly five to five I rolled into bed, I could already hear the birds and see the first streaks of light dancing on my ceiling. At six thirty I got up. Quite awake considering the lack of sleep. No make up on for two days, I feel liberated!

Me and the girls are making plans to have more nights out like that. Not all the time but once a month to give us some awesome memories. I couldn't care less what other people think, given the chance to hang out with some fun guys and have a blast I don't think anyone would turn the oppotunity down. Life is about living it, and making the most of the good experiences. I think when people are from another place, especially somewhere you've never been, it's only polite to try and have an insight into their lives. I'm still very much reliving that night, fond memories with some great people.

Viva friendship xo