Dear my Friend
Today was a day to remember...
Waiting for over 4 hours in line (standing!). Screams from people that were on the other side of the corner making me frustrated. Sometimes I would even scream because they were screaming.
I thought that maybe, just maybe, that tall, white and beautiful creature would appear among them and wave at us.
Well... that didn't happen, of course.
But after 4 hours of struggling, almost-peeing-my-pants, screaming and getting over excited, I finally got there. I entered the first door... it seemed Heaven.
I don't think I would have a camera stuck inside my pants and between my legs if I were in Heaven though. Details.... who cares about them?
I couldn't believe I was finally there!
After gathering with friends and people I met outside, I entered the second door. And I'm sure that meant there was no coming back. It was there. It was real. I... I was there!
Fifteen minutes later the lights turn off. I hear screams and more and more screams. Louder screams in my ear. I can't help it. I scream as well. My legs are shaking, breathing doesn't seem an option. I see lights, lots of lights in front of me...the suspense... the taiko drums... people screaming really loud. A minute, maybe two... A black flag falls and a white one appears.
People are getting over excited and the screams getting louder.
I could barely see a silhouette behind the white flag... taiko drums get stronger ... the white flag falls.....
My heart stops.
Purple, bluish, silver hair, white skin, fake blue eyes, tattoos and a guitar.
There he was... taunting us with his sexy look, taking his shirt off, almost kissing one of the band members... there he was... my Miyavi... our Miyavi!
Yellow underwear! Yes, I saw it... while he was hanging on a metal pillar. I saw a small part of his butt.
At the end, he wore a soccer t-shirt... Brasil's soccer team t-shirt. The yellow one and the other members were wearing the blue one. He said so many things in portuguese. How he loved Brasil and he was only here because of us. He also said some other stuff in english too. I don't know... but it took me some time to cry. But everything was in my mind... why I started listening to J-Rock, the afternoons Eiiri-chan and I spent talking about how hot those japanese guys were, my dreams at night, the letters we sent, the hope we kept...
We would always say: I wanna see his concert so badly, but it'll only happen when I go to Japan. It was surreal. Something that would never happen... and after all these years, it finally did. It happened. And I was there!
I couldn't stop shaping my hands as a heart. I know he likes it.
The last song was so beautiful "we love you...sekai wa kimi wo aishiteru"...
It was an awesome concert and I still don't feel as if it was real. Maybe I'll cry tomorrow when I wake up. I guess I'm back to 17 ! x)
I wish I could write more... but ... I can't explain. It's a very strange feeling that will keep all the thoughts I have right now in my mind. Maybe I'll share them later. =)
Countdown: 26 days =)
Waiting for over 4 hours in line (standing!). Screams from people that were on the other side of the corner making me frustrated. Sometimes I would even scream because they were screaming.
I thought that maybe, just maybe, that tall, white and beautiful creature would appear among them and wave at us.
Well... that didn't happen, of course.
But after 4 hours of struggling, almost-peeing-my-pants, screaming and getting over excited, I finally got there. I entered the first door... it seemed Heaven.
I don't think I would have a camera stuck inside my pants and between my legs if I were in Heaven though. Details.... who cares about them?
I couldn't believe I was finally there!
After gathering with friends and people I met outside, I entered the second door. And I'm sure that meant there was no coming back. It was there. It was real. I... I was there!
Fifteen minutes later the lights turn off. I hear screams and more and more screams. Louder screams in my ear. I can't help it. I scream as well. My legs are shaking, breathing doesn't seem an option. I see lights, lots of lights in front of me...the suspense... the taiko drums... people screaming really loud. A minute, maybe two... A black flag falls and a white one appears.
People are getting over excited and the screams getting louder.
I could barely see a silhouette behind the white flag... taiko drums get stronger ... the white flag falls.....
My heart stops.
Purple, bluish, silver hair, white skin, fake blue eyes, tattoos and a guitar.
There he was... taunting us with his sexy look, taking his shirt off, almost kissing one of the band members... there he was... my Miyavi... our Miyavi!
Yellow underwear! Yes, I saw it... while he was hanging on a metal pillar. I saw a small part of his butt.
At the end, he wore a soccer t-shirt... Brasil's soccer team t-shirt. The yellow one and the other members were wearing the blue one. He said so many things in portuguese. How he loved Brasil and he was only here because of us. He also said some other stuff in english too. I don't know... but it took me some time to cry. But everything was in my mind... why I started listening to J-Rock, the afternoons Eiiri-chan and I spent talking about how hot those japanese guys were, my dreams at night, the letters we sent, the hope we kept...
We would always say: I wanna see his concert so badly, but it'll only happen when I go to Japan. It was surreal. Something that would never happen... and after all these years, it finally did. It happened. And I was there!
I couldn't stop shaping my hands as a heart. I know he likes it.
The last song was so beautiful "we love you...sekai wa kimi wo aishiteru"...
It was an awesome concert and I still don't feel as if it was real. Maybe I'll cry tomorrow when I wake up. I guess I'm back to 17 ! x)
I wish I could write more... but ... I can't explain. It's a very strange feeling that will keep all the thoughts I have right now in my mind. Maybe I'll share them later. =)
Countdown: 26 days =)