Finish at 7am this Sat morning, I’ve gotta get some sleep, then get up, install my front speakers in my van, change the oil, hook up the drivers door central locking, and tune the amp for all the speakers.

Then going to the Psycroptic concert with Joe, Nick, Shelley and her friend Ella, get drunk off my nut, and mosh the fuck out. Should be mean. Gotta buy a Psycroptic Tshirt too. My brother wants to come but he is not 18 for another 15 days. Shame.

Then on Sunday (hopefully not hungover) road trip it down to Tauranga to pick up my gat and amp and hang around Tauranga if its nice weather.

Then on Monday I can install and play Far Cry 2!! Dave bought it in for me tonight, going to be SO mean! Thats another one I can scratch off my list Plus COD5 came out yesterday so hopefully I’ll get my hands on a copy of that soon.

Shit just remembered its my dads birthday on monday too… what am I going to get him… also skinny leaves for Wellington…

That concert was fucking mean. Subtract and Dawn of Azazel ^wiki opened for them, pretty mean.

It was me, Joe, my brother, Nick, Shelley and Becky who went.

The lead singer of Dawn of Azazel has a massive tribal goat head (symbol of rebellion) tattoo on his chest and he is a constable in the NZ Police. They tried to kick him out of the force for being in this band just because it has satanic lyrical content and talks about killing the weak. People in this country are wooses. He also said that Children of Bodom were from Sweden, but they’re from Finland. I’ve seen him before moshing at Amon Amarth, and at Oblivion a few times.

Pretty small venue, the Transmission Room. Like 150 (??) people crammed into this tiny room. The mosh pit was crazy. And then Children of Bodom came on. The only songs I can remember them playing was Needled 24/7, Hatecrew Deathroll, and Mask of Sanity (/fav). All of which went crazy. Little circle pits opening up now and then. I’ve never been so squished in my entire life.

And poor Becky, the look on her face. I’m sure she’d never seen anything like that before. But she was still getting in there and moshing with everyone. Was a little bit embarassing when my hand was squished against her boob by a wave of people hahaha. She was cool about it tho. Afterwards when we were all sitting in BK she was like “holy fuck you’re all a bunch of freaks, never again” rofl.

And there was some guy behind us who kept chanting “Tits, out, for the boys, Tits out for the boys”, so annoying, I so wanted to turn around and punch him in the face… but he was kinda big. Jerk.

Every time a song started you’d just get pushed and thrown from one side of the pit to the other, coming across your mates every now and then. Shelley was loving it getting in there and shoving people (what she does best lol). Hardly even saw my brother, Joe was standing off to the side cos he was a bit sick from the mould in his room at home . So most the time it was just me and Nick, and then it occasionally Shelley and Becky would turn up.

By the end of it I thought I was going to vomit from exhaustion (and the only thing I’d had to eat was a Red Bull). Everyone was just soaked in sweat. You could even see sweat and vapour dripping down the walls, and probably off the roof too. Was siiiick. I wonder if they even had the Aircon turned on.

Then as everyone left the streets of Auckland become over run by bogans and metal heads. Everyone else is like what the fuck as these rowdy cunts cruise down the footpaths, stopping occasionally to thrash out a drunken or stoned metal riff on their air guitar. In the middle of the road.

So just had some BK and then went home. Fucking mean night.

Then I find out its on an island similar to Lost and there are others and the robot is somehow one of the monsters on the island.

We moved to another building, lived in about the third floor and somehow we befriended the robot or else it would kill us too, and we kept trying to escape from it or plan a way to kill it but it would always know. We figured out using a computer it had options, like shrink to human size, and turn collision detection on and off (??!!).

Anyway somehow we got away from it and me and someone else where driving along a road beside the ocean, going quite fast, and someone in a white Mazda Capella sedan (Brad?) was following me. But we were going to fast for a bend and both of us shot off the road into the ocean. The person in the car with me started to get out, and all the water rushed in. I turned to my center console where my amp was sitting and picked it up and said “Goodbye my beautiful amp” and kissed it just before the water came up to chest height and sizzled it. I opened my door and swam to the top.

Dad and a whole lot of people at the beach as we swam up. Then me and whoever was in the car with me swam back, and dived down to see if we could salvage anything but there wasn’t much in the car anyway. It was only about 3 or 4 metres down and the water was crystal clear. Somehow I was able to push the car up onto the beach out of the water.

Later we were back at my parents house and we had lined this explosive everywhere to stop the others coming and attacking us, however the explosive was like silky/lacy material. Anyway they sent some people in with mini chainsaws to cut holes through our fence where we didn’t put the explosives. I snuck down into the back garden and was watching one of them cut through the fence. He finished and was walking back towards me when he noticed me. And I saw it was one the guys from my work! Upon seeing me he fled into the garden shed and started cutting through the back of the garden shed and the fence behind it, and escaped.

Then I woke up.