When The Vaccines were about to come on stage....

Everytime I listen to this song, I close my eyes and remember.

Paris, Manchester, Glasgow and Glasgow, Newcastle, Sheffield, Lincoln, Leeds, Bristol, Cambridge, Leamington, Brussels. Twelve times, my heart skipped the same way, hearing this song starting to play in the venue. There's nothing like the magic of the very moment when your favourite band turn up on stage. I could see them millions of times again, and still not get enough of that feeling. It only lasts a few seconds, but remains engraved in your mind forever.
So, everytime I listen to this song, I close my eyes and remember. And again and again.

My iPod has a message for you.

It's been 18 days. And I've decided I'd treat you the same way you treat me. 

But I'm tired of this little game.

I can go that road too.

Œil pour œil, dent pour dent.

I'm tired...

... Honey I'm tired.

Soon...

I'm about to see Arctic Monkeys for the very first time. AT LAST. On next January 31st, Casino de Paris. I'm just so happy.

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Hey I'm not bitch, alright? So if you don't trust me, just go to hell.

Don't call a friend somebody you don't respect. 

Could you wave goodbye to sun?

I'm so glad Christmas Holidays are over. The days are starting to lenghten again, and we're earning a couple of minutes more of sun everyday. 

I miss summer. I miss that feeling.

And you had a fun summer, but it's suddenly cold.

Give me back Summer time. Give me back my festivals. Give my backs my long hours standing all day for one single band. Give me back the excitation overflowing my heart. Give me back that pure instant of joy when then come on stage. 

 

Playing on my biggest fear, I watching you walk out of here.

Everytime All In White song starts playing, my heart skips, and shivers run all over my body.

Cutting me off from The Vaccines would be like pulling my heart out of my chest.

I don't regret it in the spite of it all.

It's been more than a week now, and every single day  feels like a small victory to me. I've been counting days with a mixture of frustration and pride, like somebody who'd quit smoking.

 But you know, whatever happens, you'll always remain amazing in my eyes.