I put down the phone and hear the gentle click as it hits the receiver station. The stream of lights on the station start to blink, then I turn and walk towards the bathroom to get ready for work. I look up into the mirror, "is that a fucking smile?" I ask myself. I pull my uniform off the coathangers, getting changed listening to some Judas Priest and then I start whistling, or was I?

Brushing it off, I walk downstairs, up goes the roller door and I take the Chazza out of the drive with the Chili Peppers playing softly. I glace across and notice the attention light flashing, and then within a few seconds it stops flashing, and now the neighbourhood can hear Strip My Mind blaring. The sun is out, I even saw a kid on a swing and a family of birds fly through the sky. I'm late, as usual, but I really don't care. I pull the car onto Gowan and settle for the slow left lane. "Your doing the speed limit?" I ask myself. I get to the traffic lights and just stare up into the sun, like a slideshow memories fly through me head, they don't really fly, they just sorta fade into each other, each showing a different scene, of a different time.

The scenes aren't all with smiles, there's tears and nervous grins, there's embrassing moments but at the end of it all there was still that feeling in my stomach. Was it the feeling that I going to get bashed by the dude behind me because I sat at a green light staring into space for a good 15 seconds? No. I don't think it was. I hit up Beaudesert Road, singing... screaming as you might, with a smile, with a grin, with my foot keeping the beat. I rip into the carpark, find my spot and just stare into the sun again. It's a good day. It's a great day, and I then I finally click, is this feeling happiness?

The emotion that has eluded me for so long? Is it here to stay, and how did it get here? Is this the end of emo blogging? Will there be no more rage blackouts? I don't know. I don't know what changed, I have an idea, but it'll be my secret, because right now I don't want to analyse this, I'm just basking in this feeling, because actually feeling happy, is fucking gold.

GIGANTOUR FUCKING OWNED! Well Arch Enemy and Megadeth did! Caliban was so so and Soulfly wasn't the greatest, but MEGADETH!!!!!!!!!!

Arch Enemy was damn good, Angela has a fucking kickass voice, definitely no effects there! She's fucking gorgeous too!

Megadeth owned. It was fucking awesome. I was front row, right on the barrier in front of Shawn Drover. Was fucking amazing! I lasted there until Symphony of Destruction, then I passed out and had security haul me out. Next thing I know I'm being given water by them! I heard She-Wolf though so I was back into the mosh instantly and then crowd surfed Haha was fucking awesome!

Mustaine owned, he was fucking having a great time. Won't forget the kid who kept asking for his pick. "You want this pick? But then what am I going to play guitar with dickhead?" Hahaha. Was fucking insane. Washington's Next is a killer track, and fucking... ARGH *SQUEALS LIKE A GIRL*!!

I might be able to get hold of some pictures so I'll upload those when I get the chance!

Was great hearing shit like Take No Prisoners, Trust, Washington's Next owned too. I spent $140 on merch, got 3 t-shirts that are all fucking sick and a sweatband that's probably never going to leave my wrist either.

I'm looking into heading to Melbourne to see them again just because it was so fucking unreal. Sofar I've got this:

• Qantas Airfares: $360
• Ticket: $95
• Accomodation: $59

Still deciding! Need a wingman to come with though! MEGADETH!!!!!!!

It's fucking today bitches I can't wait, starts in like 3 hours, megadeth on stage in about 9. It is gonna go ballistic! Then afterwoods going back to my 2 mates 18th's. woooooooo!