Gaby and the Killers

Today was the most amazing day I've ever had. I don't think that anything could have ruined it. So many things went wrong, yet everything just ended up being amazing. I had to wake up at six, but that was fine because I spent the time until one at an awesome Key Club convention, where I along with other overdressed people pretended I knew what I was doing. I didn't know that we weren't allowed to wear sandals, and I had a mental break down in the car, while I was driving and almost ran over several bicyclists while I was trying to call my friend. Shoes were discovered and I ended up at the conference wearing the most adorable pair of high heels ever. I also now have an idea of an awesome service project that I want to do. It involves soccer which is amazing.

Manchester did not win their game against Sunderland, they drew 2-2, but I don't think that it has hit me yet so I'm not upset. They are still top of the leader board and Berba scored an amazing goal. 

During the convention I found out that my best friend did want to go to the Killers concert that I had tickets for, but I found an awesome girl to go with. 

The concert was the most amazing experience of my life. We took off our shoes the moment the music started playing and we did not sit down until the end. The people behind us who frowned as we covered their view could not tamper our mood. The slippery, alcholoh covered floor did not matter. All that mattered was the music. I sang as loud as I could, ensuring that I won't be able to speak a word tomorrow. The stadium was full of sweating, screaming people as we chanted the words to Mr. Brightside we waived our hands as if we were one person, because for that moment we were. There was nothing that made me happier, I was smiling from ear to ear. Not caring about my Chemistry test, or math homework, or community service, I just cared about the music, and it was amazing.