The Coldplay concert was fantastic. Even the songs from X&Y sounded great when played live. And I'm being serious here. Everything was great, I had so much fun.
I was extremely close to the stage. I've never been that close to the stage before. There were times that I was about ten feet away from Chris. And because I was on the side (which is on an angle), no tall people could block my way. I didn't take any pictures, though, due to lack of a camera - I knew that if I had brought one I would have lost it. Just knowing my luck.
I did, however, buy an expensive Coldplay t shirt. According to the t shirt sizes, I am a small man. So there you go.
The opening singer, Fiona Apple, was quite good. She sounded like a mix between Norah Jones and Fiest. But an angry one. All of her songs sounded soft and sultry, but I'm quite sure that most of the lyrics involved her getting back at an ex boyfriend.
Coldplay themselves were awesome. They played all of the songs I wanted to hear, including 'Yellow', 'The Scientist', 'Clocks', and 'Fix You'. When they did 'Yellow' a bunch of very large yellow balloons came down from the ceiling, and when they popped sparkly gold glitter came out. So what if I'm impressed by yellow balloons? Give me a break.
And a concert wouldn't be a concert without a guy annoyingly close to me smoking up. Or without me admiring the lead singer. Once he's done with Gwenyth, he's mine.
I've decided that tonight was my first step towards becoming independant. I went to the concert by myself, and found my way home by myself as well. This included finding the Skytrain station, getting on, getting off at the proper stop, finding a B-Line bus stop, and getting on it. To normal people that would be no problem. But to me, well, everything (especially directions) becomes a little more complicated. But the important thing was that I had fun and made it home in one piece.
And, on a different note, I take back the rude comment I said about a certain someone. He doesn't have his head up his ass, just in physics books.
I was extremely close to the stage. I've never been that close to the stage before. There were times that I was about ten feet away from Chris. And because I was on the side (which is on an angle), no tall people could block my way. I didn't take any pictures, though, due to lack of a camera - I knew that if I had brought one I would have lost it. Just knowing my luck.
I did, however, buy an expensive Coldplay t shirt. According to the t shirt sizes, I am a small man. So there you go.
The opening singer, Fiona Apple, was quite good. She sounded like a mix between Norah Jones and Fiest. But an angry one. All of her songs sounded soft and sultry, but I'm quite sure that most of the lyrics involved her getting back at an ex boyfriend.
Coldplay themselves were awesome. They played all of the songs I wanted to hear, including 'Yellow', 'The Scientist', 'Clocks', and 'Fix You'. When they did 'Yellow' a bunch of very large yellow balloons came down from the ceiling, and when they popped sparkly gold glitter came out. So what if I'm impressed by yellow balloons? Give me a break.
And a concert wouldn't be a concert without a guy annoyingly close to me smoking up. Or without me admiring the lead singer. Once he's done with Gwenyth, he's mine.
I've decided that tonight was my first step towards becoming independant. I went to the concert by myself, and found my way home by myself as well. This included finding the Skytrain station, getting on, getting off at the proper stop, finding a B-Line bus stop, and getting on it. To normal people that would be no problem. But to me, well, everything (especially directions) becomes a little more complicated. But the important thing was that I had fun and made it home in one piece.
And, on a different note, I take back the rude comment I said about a certain someone. He doesn't have his head up his ass, just in physics books.
posted by Lisa at
1:06 AM
1 Comments:
heh. physics. I had an argument with a physics major about who was nerdier - him or i. him because, well, he's a physics major, me because I'm addicted to World of Warcraft.
We called it a tie.
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Sarah, at 10:11 AM
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