has it really been a year?!

One year ago today, was a very significant weekend for me. For many reasons actually. This weekend last year, was a weekend I spent much of the rest of the year trying to get over. (Or at least a good 6 months to follow)

One year ago yesterday, was the Justin Young and Colbie concert. One word: A.M.A.Z.I.N.G. The Logan girls were all coming down, having dinner at Roadhouse, the concert and wrap it up with scary movies and sleepover at Er's. The week before the concert actually cracks me up now that I'm in a position to look back on it. Leave it to me to always get sick when big things are coming up. Trips, tests, concerts...you name it!

The night before the concert I went over to see Er and Brett when I got off work cause we were waiting for Hil, Andy, Megan and Kay to get there from Logan. I was already sooooo sick. And quite frankly pretty out of it. I took a double dose of dayquil from Brett and a dose of nyquil from Ericka. Then I realized that I'd left my sleepover stuff at my apartment so I left to go get it. The next thing that I remember is waking up in the middle of my floor in the middle of the night, panicing that my legs had been cut off and my phone laying next to me going crazy. Turns out I had made it home but sat in a cross legged position for some reason, then somehow passed out in some kind of haunched forward position. Extrememly painful on my back and my legs were 100% numb...hence the fear of them being cut off.

Jesse was also a significant part of Colbie week. I'd met dear Ol' Jess just 2 weeks before, he sat by me in my institute class every time that I went. Every, Time. Like even if he was already sitting down, he'd move on over. 1 week to concert time and he asked me if I'd like to date him. Not to go on a date with him, just date him. There's a difference. (And you should probably know that he is one of the most intense people I've ever met.) He mentioned one day that he was working security for the concert and that he could get a date backstage to meet her after. Yes I was super shallow and suddenly gave him more attention than I had before that conversation. SUPER long story short: he totally got me back stage after which was freakin amazzzzzing! And as you can see from the picture above: we totally matched and she was adorable and incredibly nice! More on Jesse later...you won't blame me for using him shamelessly.

We were on the second row which is the closest that I've ever been at a concert. I loved every single minute of it! We'd yell out random things and they could actually hear us and have little conversations with us while they're up on stage. Seriously, amazing. And if you've never checked out Justin Young before, you need to do so! This is the whole group with her stage manager Andy that she got to sing...he's bomb! Sounds a lot like Bob Marley! A lot of us all got high fives from her after the show too.

The actual day of the concert, I was still sick but adrenaline had pretty much taken over at that point. I had hardly any feeling in the left side of my face and my nose and eyes were watering like I didn't think was humanly possible but there was no way I was going to miss it. So I took triple the normal dose of dayquil, 2 pills of an old prescription, and a whole box of tissues in my purse and was ready to go!

She sang all of my favorite songs :) I was panicked at first that she wasn't going to sing Bubbly (which will always be #1 in my mind) but good ol Jess blew the secret that it was the encore song so I did end up getting to hear it. After the show we went to Ericka's and watched "Stepfather" with a bunch of beds all over her front room. Hil and I do NOT do scary movies but of course it was a blast! Loved every minute of that day!

One year ago tonight I was watching a pirated version of "Avatar" with 2 of my best friends, 1 of which gave me the best surprise I'd had in a long time. I had no idea just how many surprises were coming that weekend though! Sometimes when I think about it (or seem them on campus allllll the time), it can still get to me and make me sad. They were my go to guys and my best friends. If either of them were to ever read this, I would definetly want them to know I still miss them randomly. I still go to text them. Like I said, it took me months to move on and "get over" everything. I heard a song tonight that made me think of how much those boys meant to me. But because of that experience I learned a LOT, went through a lot of needed change, was better prepared for stuff I'm going through now, grew up, and ended up gaining a lot of different (better) friends because of it. So for now I guess that I'll just keep "thanking God for unanswered prayers."

On a happier note and last but not least....1 year ago this afternoon was the first time that any kind of coloring product had touched my hair. :) Once again though, grateful Brie talked me into it cause now I'm officially an addict.

HAPPY SUNDAY/MONDAY!