fangirl story time

I wanted to share a story with all of you, which I find quite entertaining but also super embarrassing if I ever actually marry Nick Jonas and he reads this post.

So a few Sundays ago, Sept 17th to be exact, Nick was in town. For those who do not know, his birthday is the 16th. On his birthday, he performed at the Angels game. I contemplated going up until hours before the game. It didn’t really make sense with life to go – it was hours away, I couldn’t persuade anyone to go with me, I was going to a concert the next day in Anaheim, I had so much to do with school that I knew I would be tired … ALL SUCH STUPID EXCUSES CONSIDERING HE SANG INTRODUCING ME, LOVEBUG, AND OTHER GREAT SONGS. Meanwhile, my friend was there and was sending me a million snapchats. I decided not to watch them just yet.. I wanted to wait until she sent them all. I woke up early the next morning… went to church then went to get my nails done. Didn’t have time to check social media until my nails were done. So I proceeded to watch the snaps and I’m not kidding you, I started crying. THEY WERE BEAUTIFUL… his voice. Mind you, I have fangirled over this dumb boy for the past 11 years… we all have our person, right? A guy we just can’t stop fangirling no matter the age, right? Ok, don’t even lie to yourself.. so many of you love Harry Styles and Justin Bieber – I’m not judging you! And guys, idk just listen to the story.

ANYWAY, so I’m sitting there watching the snaps then bam, I get a text from my friend who is on her way to Disneyland, saying, “Nick is at Disney.” I say WHAT THE FREAK. I check Joe’s snap and insta story, then I check Nick’s and I start freaking out. I freak out texting her – glad she’s still my friend. I then text my mom and sister saying, “Last night Nick sang lovebug, who I am, and introducing me. Today, they are at Disneyland. I am actually crying I hate myself” (I just checked my texts so that is that real text. Am I dramatic or what?)

So roomies and I are all done getting our nails done and get in our cars. My mom calls me and says “go to Disneyland, theres a train at blank time.” And I start crying because mom supports this… I text my friend and she was like “if this was Drake, I would do it.” I contemplate this for a LONG time because like what?! why the heck am I freaking out like this?! Also, remember when I said I was going to a concert in Anaheim – well that was this night so I would have to make my other friend drive all the way to Anaheim alone. I texted her and called her but no answer… I drive to her work, walk in with watery eyes and said “Nick is at Disneyland right now. Can I go and can you meet me in Anaheim for the concert?” and she said “are you crying?!?!?!” I nodded and she said “go!!” and I walk out crying even more because HELL YA GIRL THANKS FOR THE SUPPORT IM LITERALLY PSYCHO. Next, I run home, grab clothes, book it to my parent’s house with MINUTES until the train left. I run to the train and the guy is like “oh why are you late”… BECAUSE I FREAKING SPED HERE AND I CANT BREATHE RIGHT NOW.

So I get on the train, I do my make up then I’m there. I’m in the uber almost to Disney went Joe posted that they were at Carsland. I basically run into California Adventures and I RUN to Carsland and I scope out the area… to the right of the sign, I see two guest service cast members and I look a little closer and just knew in my heart that it was them so I walk closer and just look around in their area. First, I see John Taylor and FREAK out because its THEM. GUYS ITS THEM. 11 YEARS LATER AND FINALLY THIS WILL BE THE DAY. (side note: I met Joe once and held Nick’s hand from afar for a few seconds so I haven’t had my Nick moment yet). Then their huge ass group starts walking out and then I see Frankie with two people and freak out some more. Then I see Joe in his white coat and hat and freak out again. Then I see a guy in all black with a black hat and I KNEW that had to be Nick. Then I watch them walk away and I didn’t wanna be creepIER and follow them so I walked around the other way and start running because I lost them. Then Michelle, the friend who told me he was there, called me asking where I was and I’m like RUNNING AFTER NICK WBU GIRL and she’s says “I just passed Joe and Nick isn’t with them” I DON’T CARE, DON’T BOTHER ME (jk haha) then suddenly Michelle and I basically run into each other and she tells me again that Nick wasn’t there and I said YES HE IS. And we run and see them again then they go onto Soarin’. So I tell Michelle to leave so I don’t make her go crazy and I just wait for them to come back out. There were two girls standing by where I am and they just reeked of Jonas fan girls, so I ask them and OH MY GOSH WERE THEY SASSY AND RUDE AND LIKE OK WE GOTTA STICK TOGETHER IN THIS. Then one says “they’re at Award Weiners…. Garbo posted a snap…” I check Garbo’s snap, Joe’s and Nick’s and I book it to that area. Then they get on the Guardian’s of the Galaxy ride and I freakin’ missed them again!!!!! And the day just gets sad from here …. their snaps aren’t loading, I’m running all around California Adventures… finally one posts… I run to Disneyland and run all around the park… finally their story loads and they’re at the exit… I run to the exit and all around the exit and they are NO WHERE TO BE FOUND. LIKE WHY CAN I NOT FIND THEM? SO MANY PEOPLE SAW THEM THAT DAY BUT NOT ME? I’m just telling myself it’s not my time yet… but it’ll happen soon… and I’ll tell you about it when it happens. So thank you, thank you for the support. Go after your dreams. And don’t give up. Right when you feel like giving up, remember why you started… keep goin’. Haha but no seriously. (And btw, I have a Disneyland pass so this isn’t THAAT crazy. It would be a different story if I didn’t have one.) One day, guys. Stay positive. Ellen put me on your show.

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