Firstly, I got another conditional offer! There's now a possibility I could be off to the University of Sussex. Two offers in a week - I'm in demand, baby! So yeah, that's all very exciting, as I know I won't spend the rest of my life working in McDonalds or something like that.
Last night, I went to the Paramore gig at the O2 Arena. It was actually a really good gig despite the fact a horny ginger person tried to penetrate my back during B.o.B's set (don't ask - apparently all manners and social etiquette goes out the window when loud music plays). But yeah, the first band ("Fun" I think. Rather ironically named...) were diabolical. Kind of sounded like Shane McGowan should come out at any moment to finish the song, but he never came. B.o.B (or Bob as I screamed a lot) was surprisingly good. Who knew he could actually play guitar? However, he clearly doesn't know his own birthday. Silly goose.
Paramore was brilliant! Hayley Williams is so much better live than she is on the album. And not only is she a great singer, but she's a great performer. She really connected with everyone there. It sounds silly, but I feel like I know her now. I would definitely pay to go again.
The only thing is that both me and Laura are only just over 5'. This meant that all the people that were taller than us (about 95% of the people there) thought it was ok to just knock us to the floor, or stick their afro in your face. What I wouldn't give to be just a few inches taller...
All in all, a very good gig (:
My only point is that if Bob can be called B.o.B, I want to be called S.a.M - that is all.
Get some new rocks.
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