Let's just say they went a lot better.
I'm calling this artistic blur
yes, it was in a church. I don't think you can get any more special
I feel like this is a digeridoo... again, the coolness factor is through the roof
(Side note: The lead singer also wore hipster glasses. Be still my beating heart.)
we hid from the world inside a disco ball
...So that might have been the best night of my life.
But the next one was almost as good.
awkward selfies are mandatory
(This was taken during the first of the opening acts. I'll just say we ate chocolate the entire time and let you draw your own conclusions from that...)
just so you know that yes, I really was there and this is not just my imagination
but seriously, I want these pants
and just as seriously omg he is so attractive, marry me plzzz
However, none of this compares to the fact that I put gas in the car for the first time alone yesterday. (BE IMPRESSED.) Why could this excitement not be spread out? Like peanut butter! OMG, it totally is like peanut butter- I always drain all the oil out, and then it doesn't spread at all... so it's like clumps of deliciousness... clumps of excitement? It might not be the most well-written metaphor, but it's accurate!
...that might have been the most awkwardly written paragraph of my life. English teachers, feel free to disown me.
On another note of awkwardness... the dancing. For once, I don't mean mine (even I can't ruin jumping up and down) but that of the main singers' of both bands... they might have been worse than me. (Except minus the falling down and bruises.) This was a great comfort- hey, if they're famous, I can't be that awful, right?
...this is tired-person logic. It's after eight. Time for bed.
What amazing concerts have you attended?