"Emo"

So I was a bit let down friday night, expecting bare hedz to come over, only Harry, Tom, Matt and Jenni came in the end. A good group, no argument there, but I was just expecting more. So I just got monged and passed out. Only got four or five hours sleep.
Then I got up, got ready, cooked a little and headed off to Bromley. Jen got the bus with me. I hate buses. I loath them. I can't stand not having a car.
Thursday night was great, while I think of it. Went to Lloyd's then Walkabout with Faye, Bekka and Steve.
Went to Bekka's yesturday, helped Liam set up his marquee and then helped chop fruit with some mums. Good, clean fun. Raved it up all night, sober as they come. Knackering. Had some annoying/hilarious confrontation with Bekka's mum on my way to her bedroom at 4am... Ended up sharing a cold, hard, woodden floor with Liam. Got about five hours sleep again. Cat B drove me to Bromley to catch another bus (grr). I should be packing for Reading, as I'm busy all this week.
I got called "emo" a lot last night, too. But fuck it, I don't care. I enjoy what is typically considered 'emo' music, I like having a fringe over my face and a ring through my lip, and I do believe that converse are the best shoes ever. Does that make me 'emo'? Fine. For the record:

• I tried to buy converse at the tender age of thirteen after seeing the Less Than jake video for Gainesville Rock City, but no shoe shops sold them.
• I had my devilock hair cut in year eleven, before anyone even knew what 'emo' was.
• I wanted a lip ring in year ten.
• I understand why people discriminate against "emo kids".

So yeah, I'm emo, whatever. There wasn't much point in that rant there. And also, I pretty much copied everything anyway; AFI, LTJ... I used to be called "goth" or just plain "gay", now it's "emo". Also, the people calling me "emo" were a bunch of chavs who had a long rant about how they hated it when people called them chavs.
I really should stop whining and start packing.

SO TIRED!