Despite the less-than-a-month-preparation for the concert, it's a done deal that I'd be in Araneta come October 6th, even if I broke my hip or arm or whatever (and true enough, I did slip on the office floor the day before the concert).
My biggest concert hangover to date -- Snow Patrol really just took my breath away.
Sometime around July 2005, I was getting ready for a freshman acquaintance party of some sorts by a fraternity. I know, I can’t believe I’m telling this story again – and neither am I going to be very good at it. I don’t remember a lot of the details; I wasn’t sure what day that …
I kicked off this year with a high school best friend reunion that requires screaming for our once object of obsessions.Now I understand that this totally compromises my indie cred and what my friend would call as my 'hipster image' (although I doubt that I'm a hipster, haha) but you know, we all have skleletons …
I saw Irish band The Script perform and yes, I need to pinch myself a couple of times to let the fact sink in.
Taylor reeks of adorable-ness (such a word?) even if I was tons of feet away from her. I guess she just sparkles, even without those glittery clothes she likes so much.
While this night made my toes all crinkly because we were soaked, I didn't really mind. For a while there, I felt like my 14-year-old self - the one who listened to Room for Squares every day before and/or after school.