Thursday 24 January 2008

In The End - it doesn't really matter... does it?

Call me selfish. Call me greedy. Call me whatever you want after this - doesn't change the fact of what has happened.

I had Linkin Park Standing Tickets for Tuesday - O2 Arena - my favourite band, my favourite place, my favoutite area. Like a dream come true when I caught them before the Tuesday's concert was announced. Purchased them without a doubt of hesitiation, and I was excited.

But, I am a uni student. I have Finals exams in a 4 week period around that. I carried on, didn't cancel them with the risk that an exam could make me not go. I would have been ok if the exam on wed.morning, or tues.evening. Actually know I could not go for a fact.

But what happens when the exam is on the Tuesday Morning, and Wednesday Evening?

I could take the exam, head to london for the day, and be back on Wednesday in time for the exam. Nice, quick, easy. That was, until I thought about it too much.

You see, these exams are hard - Fuzzy Logics and Database Systems. Revision wasn't going well, and in the end, I decided that I would need to revise, or if I went, I would be knackered for the Wednesday exam. Put all of it together, and I decided I couldn't risk it. I sold them, face value, and they are now out of my possession.

I was told never look back on things you might regret. Only thing is, I can't stop thinking I could have gone. All the arguments, all the risk, and I am beginning to think I chose the wrong path. The deciding point for me selling them, thinking about it again, was that I would presume that they would tour England again. This time when I am in real work, or even better, during a week where I have nothing that I am needed for.

I guess I am doubting that they will return. They have been a great band, and I can't see them splitting up. Its.. well.. When are they going to return? Next year? 2 years time? Will they disappear under new record signings?

Will I ever see them live?

If I knew I could not go - I would not be thinking this. The fact that I could have gone is killing me.

But still, its only a concert. The tickets are gone. In the end, it doesn't really matter. Just hope I can actually nail these exams to prove to myself that I could not have gone.

Like I say, call me selfish. Call me spoilt. A lot of people who wanted to go didn't get tickets, I was lucky enough to get some in time.

Robinb

Friday 18 January 2008

Shields Down First Post

The first post to separate the post from the general overview with relevant information.