Okay so I was one of the lucky few to have gotten tickets to The Longshot. Twice.
The first ticket was actually bought by my partner and I gave him my information because I needed just one ticket for myself.
The second ticket happened Tuesday afternoon on the line as I was waiting to get in.
Let's recap with Tuesday 5/22:
Get up at 6:00 AM and I’m at the venue at 7:30 AM
There’s six people in front of me which was surprising but this is also the fact it was raining
If I could run my fingers through your dark hair, I would.
Have my fingers twist and turn the strands gently or roughly, whatever you desire.
Just the texture beneath the fingertips would be enough.
If I could stare into your blue eyes, I would.
I'd get lost in them within moments as I try to see what you're thinking.
The secret desire I hold is you'd stare right back into my eyes.
If I could have you in my arms, I would.
Whether on the couch or on the bed.
Just an area we feel the
So I got up around 7:10 in the morning which is normally the time I usually get up to go to my morning classes at 9. I first do my hair and I use this hair chalk thing (Which doesn't stay at all) and pull it back into a pony tail and then I get dressed. I triple check to make sure I have everything: bag with snacks, money, ID, receipt for tickets, camera, phone. I was out the door by 7:30 because I had to grab breakfast and the bus stop is about 30 feet away from the store.
I go get breakfast,
I'm seeing Green Day in 35 days
I'll be in the same exact room as a band I loved for over 12 years, a band I consider to be heroes.
And it hasn't hit me yet that I'm seeing them.
I haven't completely freaked out or fan girled or cried over the fact I'll be seeing Green Day for the first time
I mean yeah when I first bought the tickets in September, I did scream a bit but then nothing else
I'm not sure when it will hit me. It could hit me tomorrow.
It could hit me when I'm waiting in line f