I can’t believe this actually happened. Anthony Green’s music is the one thing tha never fails to put a smile on my face. I feel rediculously blessed to have met him for a whole minute.

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Today I woke up feeling sick. Last night I had a case of the sniffles, but today was worse because I was nausous. I lounged around the house and tumbled my adventures until about 1, when I felt like I was going to throw up. I called out from work (which I was going to do sickness or not because of the show) I decided to take a shower and that helped a lot. Around 3:30 I started getting ready for the show.  My mom came home at 4:30 and gave me the car.

Before the show I went to Walgreens and got some extra batteries and some money for the show. While I was 2 minutes away from The Culture Room “In Your Arms” by Scenes and Sirens came on shuffle and a legit wave of nausea hit me because I thought of Patrick weirdly enough. I turned it off and rolled my eyes.

I got to the show aroung 5:45 and waited in line for what felt like forever. I saw this guy from my journalism class last semester and it was weird because I wasn’t going to say hi and neither was he. When I first got in line, Anthony walked right infront of me while holding James, they both looked so happy it was just wonderful to see in real life. While waiting in line, I was infront of this couple that would not stop making out. Doors opened about 15 minutes early and I was like “THANK GOD”

Inside the venue I was also behind a couple that would not stop being gross, space hogging, and overly affectionate. The Dear Hunter took an hour to take the stage, and that whole hour I felt nauseous and faint, but I toughed it out through the waiting period and their set. The Dear Hunter was really good and they played “Red Hands” which is my favorite.

I sat down on the floor waiting for Anthony Green to come on stage, and texted Kelsey about the arrival of band whores. When Anthony took the stage I stood up and joy just over came me. His music makes me so happy and I felt really lucky to be able to see him solo again. I just had a smile on my face the whole time, and if you know me personally, you know I am not much of a smiler at all. At one point during his set (not during ”When I’m On Pills” I think he mouthed the words “I love you” and looked in my general direction. I was in disbelief and still am about that.

I was bummed he didn’t play “Plays For Pretty Baby”, but he played “Seven Years” (“I fully reserve the right to go back on the sh-t I say!”) and my favorite song “The Devil’s Song”. I was also bummed that I had heard 0 songs off Beautiful Things so I didn’t get to sing a long as much, but other than that his set was amazing. Especially when the couple in front of me left after the first song in his encore, leaving me with the best spot in the house.

After the show I bought Beautiful Things, and I met up with Kelsey and her friend. We sat outside the pizza place and made fun of barely clothed band whores. We went to look for Good Old War so we could yell at them for not opening, but we just waited in line to meet Anthony instead. When I met Anthony I took a picture with him and asked him to sign my CD. He thanked me for buying his CD and I was just star struck and couldn’t say anything or show him my tattoo. When I asked for a picture I said please all awkwardly and I was thinking “crap why did I say please” He said “Sure!” and pulled me close to him and I kept thinking to myself “Is this really happening?!” Then he squeezed me tighter and was like “Feel that?” and smiled. I thanked him at the same time he thanked me and I was about to say “but for making me smile no matter what” but security was all “move along now” We all went to our cars a screamed about meeting him and went our seperate ways.

Richardeen texted me about how Patrick said that we should have called him again before we left and all I could do was stare at my phone and say “That nigga” Seriously though he truely doesn’t give one, because he doesn’t know I like him so much. I keep telling Rich it’s rediculous for me to not just tell him. I asked her “What’s the worst that could happen?” and she said “There are so many worsts!” Le sigh. I ain’t even that upset because I MET ANTHONY GREEN!

Last night

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Oh God, today was something else. I had class until 1:15, went home to get non bummy for the rest of the day, and then went to go pick up my check with Rich. I met Rich in the parking lot and she brought along the cutest dog of all time. We went in the store to get our checks and then we went to the bank. In the process, Rich realized she left her banking stuff in her car and the dog pooped in the parking lot. While we were finally leaving the mall after getting the dog water at Nordstrom, we stopped at For Love to visit Hector. I ended up buying some shades, and Rich bought a scarf and some earings I think.

When we were giving the dog water before heading to our cars, who do we see? Patrick rolling up on his motorcycle with a girl on the back. The dog finished sipping water out of a Nordstrom cup and I started walking toward my car. Rich the yells out “HEY PAT” and I turned around and waved quickly and noticed there was something weird about them. She just awkwardly stood there while it looked like he was waiting for us to leave thinking we wouldn’t recoginze him or something.

After that we went to Surf Taco and ate outside because the dog wasn’t allowed inside. While eating outside, Patrick called back saying his “funds are frozen”, we ran into the girl who got his number and she was all “Oh heeyyy!” it was awkward. I listened to Confide and ate my burito while Rich was on the phone with her friends we were supposed to meet up with. After Surf Taco I followed Rich to her house, where I peed, and she changed.

We drove over to Bayside, not knowing there was a heat game going on, and it took 20 minutes to find parking. While walking to Bayside we found a carousel,  some cool shops, and found her friends. We decided not to go on the boat ride because we had missed the 7:30 one and the next cruise was at 10:15 and the girls had to catch the bus home. We ended up walking around, story telling, getting henna tattoos, shooting a bunch of photos, and making a short film based off “I Follow Rivers” Rich brought up Patrick a bunch of times. I talked about my favorite Thrice song and how it’s a beautiful illusion to greek mythology and she was all “You know Pat really loves Greek mythology” all I could do was make a face and hate my life for a split second.

It really isn’t fair how I can like him, get his number, make plans with him involved over 3 times and nothing ever happens. We don’t get to know each other better, I don’t get a perfect transition to day “Hey I fancy you” I get nothing, but bad timing and 3000 girls who think he’s hot and want to hook up with him. Next time I see him I’m just going to ask ”Do you hate me? Is there something wrong with me? Why the hell aren’t we friends? WHY DO YOU NEVER SERIOUSLY TALK TO ME?!”