I'll Meet You At The Cemetary Gates...Keats And Yeats Are On Your Side

This, I'm pretty sure, is a photo that I will look back upon when I'm older and cry.

Although there are many, many others who aren't in this photo that are so dear to me, I'd give my life for each and every person in it, and those who aren't.

We are all together.

It had been weeks, months, years for some, who got to spend a weekend with the people they were closest to. And what a weekend it was.

Kyle and Pat now have matching head injuries; he fell and hit his head so hard on a trailer that the metal dinted and he started convulsing, after that he was rushed away in an ambulance.

This was taken the next day. He was completely fine, and just look at the smile on his face! But for a few hours early that morning, we thought we may have lost another one. Everyone joked about the situation but we all secretly felt more than a bit scared.

Dispite all that, Spud had a wicked night; everyone was maggoted by 5 in the afternoon and we went to bed at 4. What a weekend.

Toff and Ian are now good mates, and nearly everyone at the party wanted to kill Emo, it's like for a night the world went backwards, but when we woke up it had stayed like that.

We were all happy.

These are the days we wont ever forget.

Labels: drunk, kyle + trailer = scary, memories, spuds birthday

posted by Emmy Fay @ Tuesday, September 09, 2008