kiss me//ed sheeran
CAN WE DISCUSS HOW MADLY I AM IN LOVE WITH THAT MAN? AND THAT I SAW HIM LIVE? AND THAT IT WAS THE BEST DAY OF MY LIFE?
okay, okay, slowing down and breathing. my last few days have been a whirlwind, and because i treat polyvore as more of a blog, you're all going to have to suck it up and deal with me bragging/whining about my life.
so first off, thursday. absolutely amazing. there's a radio station here, and every thursday they go to this restraunt and have lesser-known artists play for free.
WELL SOMEHOW THEY GOT ED SHEERAN. IDK HOW BUT ANYWAY.
so he was suppose to go on at 5 pm. me and my friends got there at 11:30, and stood waiting in the pouring rain. unfortunately because of the weather, his plane got delayed and he didn't go on until around 8 pm. BUT ED IS A BEAUTIFUL PERSON INSIDE AND OUT. originally, he was only going to play four songs. after all it was a free show, and it was kind of more of a 'promo' deal. but he felt so bad about his delay that he played A WHOLE FUCKING SET. it was so chill and amazing and i was like 25 feet away from him and we had amazing seats AND WE MADE EYE CONTACT AND HE WAVED AT ME IT WAS BEAUTIFUL.
anyways it's sunday and i'm still fangirling so...
Just had to share how great of a moment in my life that was.
Friday night. I am an idiot. Seriously. There's this guy that I only text when I'm drunk. And of course, Friday night my friend had a party and I went and got drunk. Then texted him. UGH WHY. I actually cannot stand him but you know my drunken self is in love with him so HE'S COMING OVER NEXT WEEKEND COOL. I don't even know. We only text each other when we're both intoxicated but his sober self texted me yesterday telling me he was super excited to see me. Sucks.
Okay and then today and yesterday at work.
IT'S SO AWKWARD. R keeps asking me if I'm mad at him after his little "I'm bi and have a fetish" confession. And I'm not mad I just... feel incredibly awkward around him and yesterday he blurted out that he thought I was beautiful and how do I respond? "Uh.. thanks" then run away. J is just being a douche and won't even acknowledge our little chat Tuesday.
Blah. Why does life alternate between perfection/fucked up?
Love you all,