You don't have a clue what it is like to be next to you. I'm here to tell you that it is good, that it is true.

Well howdy y'all. Yoho Ahoy. Firstly...*Superhugs* to y'all. Secondly...missed y'all yesterday, but...Eels concert was AWESOME. So yah. OOO and before I forget...James, twas mean of you to use Enchio. Lol. And yep I am quoting the Eels for my title today. I am quoting Fresh Feeling from Elctro-Shock Blues, which is one of the albums I don't have, damn it! (People who do Christmas shopping really early, this is a hint to y'all.) Anyway, Fresh Feeling was the first song the excellent Eels played.
Ok, so I shall tell y'all all about it then. And if you honestly couldn't care less about my yesterday then sod off now, ok?
When I got in from school, I had time to watch the Trollz (dudes, it is awesome, oh and also damn you AGS guys for your vocabulary rubbing off on me) and then I washed my hair (I love to share pointless details that no one wants to know...). The mother drove us to the train station after Blue Peter...so about 5.30-ish methinks.
There was ticket buying...laughing at Chavs...following Chavs because we didn't know where the train was and we figured they were heading for London...they weren't. They got off at Luton. So then there was long journey...and the train was sooo warm and lovely...and the movement is sooo relaxing (I fall asleep in the car a lot...I get more sleep if I'm being driven about...I'm like a baby...) and I felt soooo sleepy. But I hate sleeping in public (as I mentioned in my English intro...lol) so I messed around with my phone to keep myself awake, and I texted James, who DID NOT TEXT BACK, which is a criminal offence, so that's two reasons for me to be pissy with him. Lol. Nah I won't be. Enough of a bitch as it is, which I am very grateful for the guys to continuously remind me...
Uh...then the sister made me run everywhere, so I was running round the Tube station trying to keep up with her...Three Underground rides later, and we had no idea where the hell to go. We set off one way, asked a French guy for directions, which, obviously, didn't help. Went back, and set off another way. Asked another guy for directions and he said, and I quote, "I'm sorry, I haven't the foggiest". I was actually unaware that people really spoke like that. Or that they wore Union Jack cufflinks...or that they even wore cufflinks...Mr Glenville is so weird. But then this woman who had just come from a MacDonald's I think told us that it was the way we'd just come from and it was quite far. The mother told me earlier it was almost a mile. So...yah, it was nearly 8 and we were going hell fast and I was getting rained on because my sister wasn't good at sharing the umbrella...and she was freaking out because she thought we were gonna miss it, and I was just like, "Yah ok calm down", which is obviously useless in situations of this kind, but ya know, it's just one of those things you say...So we finally found it and we were soooo relieved. Then we went in and got our bags checked, and got told where our seats were, but then we went back out to the toilets, and then when we went back in the lights were off...so I was stumbling along behind her in the dark, trying to get past people so I could get to my seat next to her...not so good. But anyway. And they were playing this little Russian cartoon, which, methinks, linked into Eels songs. Parts of it where based on parts of songs, and the characters sang little songs, which I swear were Eels quotes...anyway, it was a really cute random cartoon.
And after that a film about the Eels played. I found out that there are actually 29 non-permanent members; this is really cool. There were some funny interview clips...he's a funny man. Mark "E" Everett I mean. Teehee, none of you care. I'm just babbling on and you're all like, yah, w/e. I can tell.
Uh...there were 7 Eels involved in Eels with Strings...at least in the Europe section anyway. Big Al, The Chet, E (duh) and the Eels Ladies (Heather, Julie, Paloma and Ana). Uh...instruments being...double bass, viola, two violins, guitar...keyboards...piano and percussion. And when E came on it was just like whoa! Because he is so incredibly cool. He walked on swinging a cane and smoking a cigar. He kinda chain smoked through the whole show and it was awesome because you could smell the smoke. I could smell E's cigar smoke! Yaaaaaaay! Lol I'm so sad.
Uh... I knew a lot of the songs. Most of 'em actually. There were some majorly hardcore Eels fans there. And me and my sister were the youngest people there. And we couldn't work out when to leave because they kept coming back for more encores, so that was funny... We left then ran back in and stood at the back.
Then going home my sister was so tired...I took pictures of her with my phone and she looked drunk. I listened to CDs and wrote some crap for the blog.
"This is written on the train on the way back to Bedford, and it's nearly one in the morning, so please excuse me if it doesn't make much sense. I figured I'd write this since I'm bored. I'm weirdly untired. I'm still hyped up, really thirsty and my feet are killing me. My little toes and blistered and cut up. My heels were rubbed by my Converses. Converse rub the heels. Remember this children. Learn this lesson well."
So...that was my night...and my morning. We got home at about 1.15, and I got to bed by about 2...woke up at 5...got up at 6.30 and went to school...limped all day (my feet are so screwed) and was slightly out of it, but so untired it's unreal. Three hours sleep is only like an hour less than I normally get so it's honestly not that bad, but how insane am I for turning down a day off? I just figured I'd be lonely and bored, so I might as well go into school...and I'm glad I did. Because I would have felt lonely and bored staying home. At school...I felt retarded...forgotten...outsider-y...hated...yep. It was a good day. Lol.
Bye bye all my bored to death friends. Love y'all. Lol, no I don't. "Hate a lot of things, but I love a few things".
OOO and also hell loads of hwk to do tonight. May not go in tomorrow. Be easier that way. Take a day off to stop stressing...