post-concert syndrome
okay so let’s start at the beginning of the day. woke up, got ready, mom bitched then school. i was so distracted in my classes and was getting extremely impatient. then boyfriend came and picked me up and we’re off to toronto.
quite a mission getting there but finally arrived. predrank a bit then waited in line. the line was soft and by the time we got in we were still able to touch the stage. i think it’s my ability to push through people :) anyways the openers preformed.. bad rabbits, good sound. some next band, didn’t like them much. 2AM club, liked them a lot. far east movement, reaaaally sick.
cute story, i was jamming with my drink in the air during far eastmovement’s performance and one of the band members grabbed my drink, sipped it and gave it back to me. i continued to jam with it in the air and he grabbed it again and finished it. after the show, i met them and i’m like ‘you took my beer’ then he’s like oh yeahhhhhh. one of them signed this card for me and was like ‘we owe you a beer!’ :)
mike posner was unbelievable. so sick. it’s indescribable how much fun i had. aaaaactually fell more in love. anyways he did the bow chicka wow wow stunt with the teddy bear with another girl and i get pissed. met him afterwards though, honestly nicest famous person i’ve ever met. so incredibly down to earth it’s unreal.
another cute story, i told mike posner i had two boyfriends. my real one went to get my jacket in the car and he was my second one. and he’s laughed and he’s like alright i’ll be your boyfriend for five minutes and took a picture with me. then.. took a funny pic. then took another one because i looked funny in the first one. hugged him like three times, told him was cute and he said the same to me :$
and now i wish to relive it all over again :(
