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).
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.