I Touched His Sweat So Make Me Wash My Hands

My entire Sunday was spent queuing and waiting for almost the whole day, however I have never loved waiting so much. Cos it's LP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I proceeded to Gloria Jean's pretty early in the morning to get some studying done first but ended up getting nothing done and feeling nervous like hell instead till I had to go shit in the toilet. As usual, went there 4 hours earlier to queue but some people were already there by 12 in the afternoon. Weather wise, beautiful!! Very hot, very sunny, perfect for LP.

Gates opened at 5.30 and we were the first ones up the stairs and through the ticket machines. The security people were shouting, 'Walk! Don't run!' but whatever la! PIAAAAAAAAA only. First ones at the second gates yo! So we were right at the front of the mosh pit at the barrier.

Opening act Chris Cornell was pretty hot stuff but yeah whatever, bring on LP! Sang some Audioslave numbers and some of his solo work.

Chris Cornell

At approximately 915, LP came on. The atmosphere was so energetic and explosive, awesome's an understatement. Halfway through, Chester threw his towel and it landed right in front of me but culminated in a tug '0' war between 4 people. DAMMIT! The ass of a security dude asked us to release our hands and gave it to someone else. FUCKER! I want a Chester towel! Drenched in his sweat! Stupid people.

Shirtless Chester

Awesome shot of Mike Shinoda

They finished off with Faint - a bloody perfect end. In a nutshell, the Sunday though should have been spent studying, was very very well wasted.

Love.