My ears are DEAD, but I'm happy.

THE PILLOWS CONCERT WAS FILLED WITH EPIC AND AMAZING

OMFG I'm sore from my stomach rubbing against the stage, I have a scraped elbow, and my ears are still ringing like crazy (I should have worn earplugs), but it was fully and completely worth it.

This, along with the other Pillows concert I went to, was the best night of my life.

( Cut for excessive fangirling and probable capslock babble )

SO, IN SUMMARY:

+ AMAZING CONCERT. They played all of my favorite songs and were completely awesome.
+ Touched Sawao and Manabe many times.
+ Semi-hugged Sawao. *__*
+ Got Manabe's guitar pick.
+ Got Sawao's autograph.
+ Best night of my life along with the other Pillows concert we went to in 2006.

The ONLY thing I would have changed is that I should have worn earplugs, because this persistent buzzing in my ears is kind of scaring me. .__.; My hearing is utterly terrible right now. My dad said it should go away within two or three days, though. I trust that he's right, seeing as he's been to hundreds and hundreds of rock concerts (and been right under the speakers) and he has yet to go deaf.

Today I've basically been lying in bed all day because I'm a bit sore and my lack of hearing is throwing me off. Plus, you guys post too much and I'm trying to catch up on my f-list, which is taking an insane amount of time.

It was awesome seeing you all at the concert, those who were there! ♥ And I'll be posting pictures and possibly video in a week or so.

Also, Biida Ho-oh died on Sunday. :( I was kind of expecting it because she had been sick for a long time and recently went downhill, but it's still sad... She was one of my favorite chickens, and I'll miss her and her funny little noises and her one white feather and spirited nature. RIP, Ho-oh. She was around eight years old, which isn't that old for a bantam.

My ears are DEAD, but I'm happy.

THE PILLOWS CONCERT WAS FILLED WITH EPIC AND AMAZING

OMFG I'm sore from my stomach rubbing against the stage, I have a scraped elbow, and my ears are still ringing like crazy (I should have worn earplugs), but it was fully and completely worth it.

This, along with the other Pillows concert I went to, was the best night of my life.

( Cut for excessive fangirling and probable capslock babble )

SO, IN SUMMARY:

+ AMAZING CONCERT. They played all of my favorite songs and were completely awesome.
+ Touched Sawao and Manabe many times.
+ Semi-hugged Sawao. *__*
+ Got Manabe's guitar pick.
+ Got Sawao's autograph.
+ Best night of my life along with the other Pillows concert we went to in 2006.

The ONLY thing I would have changed is that I should have worn earplugs, because this persistent buzzing in my ears is kind of scaring me. .__.; My hearing is utterly terrible right now. My dad said it should go away within two or three days, though. I trust that he's right, seeing as he's been to hundreds and hundreds of rock concerts (and been right under the speakers) and he has yet to go deaf.

Today I've basically been lying in bed all day because I'm a bit sore and my lack of hearing is throwing me off. Plus, you guys post too much and I'm trying to catch up on my f-list, which is taking an insane amount of time.

It was awesome seeing you all at the concert, those who were there! ♥ And I'll be posting pictures and possibly video in a week or so.

Also, Biida Ho-oh died on Sunday. :( I was kind of expecting it because she had been sick for a long time and recently went downhill, but it's still sad... She was one of my favorite chickens, and I'll miss her and her funny little noises and her one white feather and spirited nature. RIP, Ho-oh. She was around eight years old, which isn't that old for a bantam.

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Hmmm. You know how, when you do something completely awesome, you get this sad feeling afterwards because it's over and suddenly it feels kind of unreal? Kind of like post-con depression?

That's kind of how I feel now--despite the constant ringing in my ears, despite the signed t-shirt three feet away, despite the guitar pick in my wallet.

Oh well--it'll sink in eventually. Maybe when the ringing goes away.

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Hmmm. You know how, when you do something completely awesome, you get this sad feeling afterwards because it's over and suddenly it feels kind of unreal? Kind of like post-con depression?

That's kind of how I feel now--despite the constant ringing in my ears, despite the signed t-shirt three feet away, despite the guitar pick in my wallet.

Oh well--it'll sink in eventually. Maybe when the ringing goes away.