But let's rewind a little bit. On the Tuesday, me and Louise started on our quest to London.
We arrived just before 3 six long hours after leaving Darlington's tiny coach stop. Nothing like the whopper in London - I seen airports like that bro.
Saw some exciting things in London
(well, I don't know who lives here, but I heard she's a proper GILF)
7 hours we waited in England's unpredictable weather. Blazing hot, then pissing down. Met some awesome other SCREW fans. And some not so awesome queue jumpers.
Call me captain obvious - but there are some elitist Jrock motherfuckers.
The Street Team were awesome. They brought this:
"To Byou. Screw me. Luv Paige xox"
(yes that 'little boy' is infact me.)
It was worth the wait. Since Rui made an appearance.
"HE'S WEARING A TON OF FOUNDATION"
SCREW put on an awesome show, playing stuff like "Cursed Hurricane", "Kairos" and everyone's favourite "Gather Roses"
I was second row, slap bang in front of Rui & Manabu..who engaged in a sneaky peck later that night.
Byou took his shirt off and rubbed his genitals. Standard behaviour.
IT WAS GUD.