Dear readers, I'm glad I'm still alive. I can't move anymore, I can't hear a thing, my voice flew away, my body hurts, I'm terribly tired. And I'm terribly happy.
I think we all have something or someone we secretly love, but are too embarrassed to admit it. I'm not talking about a crush or something.. but things like actors, or bands, or singers.
Although I think there is nothing to be ashamed of, it sounds probably a bit strange that I went to a One Direction concert yesterday.
I wouldn't call me a Directioner or something, but I like their music and the way they simply are. And I have to admit that the concert was dope. I mean, really dope.
I imagined being surrounded by many twelve-year-old-girls.. but what I found there was a totally different thing: Everybody was as old or even older than me. I met many people there, and we even got friends! The people were really amazing there.
But.. Did you ever waited 10 hours in line for a big concert, standing?
