last night was spent at the beloved sugarmill after Polly asked me to go to see "sexy Chris". I was the first to arrive and expected polly Dave and Jack to be there...but they weren't thus i started to get worried, i tend to get very paranoid over everything because my over active mind begins to analyze the worst case scenarios however they turned up about 10 minutes later, i also saw Fish's fenton chums "fake sam" and "shaf" i do believe they are called. Seb arrived and also Lucy with thatguyi'veheardabout Spike whos kinda scary he keeps looking like hes miles away and has really deep eyes and i found him a bit scary but nonethless we continued. I enetred the mill before anyone else and for some reason none of them came in again being me i began to worry until when the first band started playing dave walked in also not knowing where the others were so we watched the first band for about 10 minutes, my god.....they were terrible! Firstly, no one told me it was going to be all Heavy Metally and secondly the first band were absolutely terrible, really worsed band ever. Due to the loudness me and dave couldnt talk so we communicated by typing stuff on our phones. Dave wrote "a bit shit like" i nodded, then he continued "kinda takes the mick out of those who try" by that i assumed he meant how could such a crap band play the Sugarmill. We then saw the others off on the other side of the room and thus pushed through the crowd to get to them... thats th advantage of being tall its easy to spot people and also easy to push through cause everyone notices you. Much mess aroundary accord during the bands that were playing such as trying to mimic the fightpit in our own way by ponsily jumping around and dancing stupidly. Jack kept singing: matthew boothroyd, matthew boothroyd!!! MATTHEW BOOTHROYD!!!!!! which concerned me.....greatly. And later the third band came on and ohmygodohmygodohmygod!!!!!!! All those who went to tremolo that time when the shit band next door kept playing the same song repeatedly and i copied them by playing my own version of there song and shouting random stuff in a heavy metal/ screamo voice, IT WAS THEM IT WAS THEM IT WAS THEM!!!!! And they played that exact song i made fun off and immediately me and Dave were all *jump up and down and screaming with excitement* teeeeeee. Eventually came "Sexy Chris's" band Story at three and they were pretty good i suppose, i liked em. There was a pretty big fight pit at this point which we took advantage of to dance in a 70's disco style, grooveh! Dave did night fever followed by his desperate business man who wants his life to end dance right in the middle of the pit, that guys got balls. I simply did similar along with breakdancing and the robot dance followed by the air guitaring duck walk until the fight pit came over our way and we all got pushed over, it was at that point i regretted hopping on one leg (which is involved in the duckwalk) as i nearly fell over, i also got punched in the gut which hurt quite a bit, sigh.
After it all finished we went outside and i made paper cube out of a flier, i also said goodbye to some people i'd met that night one of them saying "don't tell me your name, i want it to be a mystery...so that i wont be able to sleep" also on saying goodbye to a girl she shook my hand and i exclaimed "i stink of smoke and piss" (as you do after the sugramill) her reply was "mmmmmm yummy i want to eat you up" my reply being ".......ok bye!". After about 15 minutes i left to get picked up on the main road and so hugged everyone and left. The main road was very scary. there were strippers in devil outifts walking around everywhere, drunken people swearing at me and a weird homeless man with and odd limp and an obvious mental defect who was asking for money, he also had his hand suspiciiously in his pocket and i was worried he had a knife. I rang my dad to ask where he was and he said "i can see you!" and i noticed he was at the end of the road so i went home and to bedddddddddddddd.
This morning i was exhausted i limped to school and bought polly a big jar of pitted olives for her birthday from sainsbury's, easiest present ever. School was highly depressing to start Callum commented i looked like shit which was nice...First lesson was maths....terrible i spent it avoiding falling asleep in my textbook and the same for biology. I gradually began to recover through out the day and a free last lesson which i spent doing Biology homework. Then i caught the bus outside school which rachel was on, god i love her. and also Lauren. I was unusually hyper and they were suspicious to why i had I love the Mee (chris mee) written on my arm and i explained that i liked him but not in a "gay way" in a newcastle upon tyme accent, wayy. and lauren revealed that despit knowing me since last november she couldn't remember my first name, what?!?! itsa so obvious its written on my hotmail address, apparently shes just so used to calling me boothie she forgot it. Then came the bus and my god is it crammed lately at first it looked like i was having to stand but lauren and rach shouted sit here and squeezed over to one side of the seat to make room, awwwwwwh. On reaching home i played guitar and then sat on the bed and watched TV but then fell asleep oddly until i heard door slams downstairs which was my mother returning home......i'm Matt Boothroyd, this is a load of rabble on nothing, goodnight.