Road Blocks

Do you ever just have so much you want to write about, but everything seems to get in your way? That has been me for the past few days. No, it's not writer's block - I definitely know what I want to write about. We'll call them...road blocks. There's always something popping up in my days that makes it impossible to get to my blog. It seems for all the good I had those two days with the concert and the Country Music Hall of Fame, there was just as much bad in the following days.

The day after the concert, I woke up feeling extremely sore. The front of my legs and feet hurt to move and were on fire. I guess I learned my lesson about wearing four inch heeled boots to a concert! I felt really horrible that day. Light headed, dizzy, just rough. I took some ibuprofen and it did no good. The whole day I just felt like I was in this funk. I didn't want to be around people. Later on I realized I was having an anxiety attack. So I took some medicine, and it made me crazyyyy tired. The next morning I woke up with a swollen tongue, oh yay. I tried to see if it would go away on its own, but it just kept getting worse over a couple days and my lymph node became swollen as well. So I went to TUCA, and they turned me away telling me I needed to go to the ER instead. So that's what I did, even though I was extremely upset. TUCA would have been $35 with my insurance. The ER is $100. They told me I just have to let it run its course. It's basically a big canker sore gone wrong. I get canker sores a lot but never like this. I can barely talk, can't really eat or drink...it's horrible let me tell ya. So I get to wait it out. And guess how long it can last? Up to 14 days. FREAKING SWEEEEEET.

And then yesterday morning, up comes running this beagle puppy. Cutest thing I have ever seen. So we decide to keep her at our house and try to find the owner. After a day of searching throughout our neighborhood with no luck we came to the conclusion that she was probably abandoned. I've been trying to find her a new home. She spent the night in my room last night, because of course I've been the one to be taking care of her, and she was just so sweet. But now I feel horrible, because my dogs don't like her being in the house so we have to keep her outside and it is just so hot out there. I can't stand it. I try to bring her in but she's so wild. She just wants to play with them and she wants to be loved. I am trying my little butt off to get this pup into a good home. She's in the backyard just howling and crying away. It makes my heart ache so much.

So the past four days have been filled with either anxiety, pain, or a hard to control puppy. I am stressed like crazy and I am ready for this all to be over. I move into school on Friday, and I have no money for books still. I don't have a clue as to what the hell I am going to do but I am trying to keep the faith. Wish me luck.

Maroon 5, Train, and an unforgettable couple of days.

Wednesday night, a night I had been waiting on for MONTHS to approach, finally came! It also disappeared far too quickly. For those of you who don't already know, my dad and I went to see Maroon 5 and Train that night. I promised some people a detailed blog of what went on, and I keep my promises...so here goes! Sorry if it becomes incredibly long.

We left the house around 3:20 or so, and headed to our hotel in downtown Nashville. Daddy got us a suite at the Hilton for the night. We checked in, and walked over to the Bridgestone to get our tickets. We asked the lady about the meet and greet with Maroon 5, and she told us that we needed to be out front at 5:15. (The concert started at 7:00). We had plans to eat and then head to the concert, so at this point we had absolutely no time at all to grab dinner. We were both starving. So we rush back to the Hilton so daddy can finish getting ready, then rush back over to Bridgestone. And we wait. And we wait. And we wait some more. It's a good bit past 5:15, and we are seeing people with meet and greet passes around their necks, something that we don't have, because the lady at the front earlier told me we didn't get any. I go back up to the window to a different lady. She then proceeds to tell me that the Maroon 5 meet and greet was already taking place, and that our names were not on the list. At this point we are both almost in tears we are so angry. But turns out that lady didn't have a clue what she was talking about, and neither did the rest of the people who work there. So I go up to these 3 people just standing around, and asked them if they were there for the same meet and greet, thankfully they said they were. That eased the tension in our stomachs a little bit. However, we still had NO idea what was going on! We didn't know where we were supposed to be, what time the meet and greet was, and about a million other things. Sometime after 6, my dad spotted a guy with a bunch of Maroon 5 meet and greet passes around his neck. So I went up to him and asked him about it, and THANK GOODNESS, he was the guy for our meet and greet! But, our names weren't on the list. My daddy showed him our tickets and his receipts and everything, and the guy gave us our passes and told us this happens all the time and that he was personally going to yell at the people in charge of making those lists. Finally around 6:15 we headed to meet Maroon 5! We waited in line for about 15 minutes, and finally we had our chance. When we were standing there waiting for our turn to take a photo with the band, I was definitely checking out Adam! I mean come on, what girl doesn't think Adam Levine is SMOKING hot?! And here comes the part that makes me want to faint...Adam Levine made eye contact with me. WITH ME! And he did it more than once. I thought I was imagining things, but a couple other people pointed out that he was definitely checking me out. HOW CRAZY IS THAT?! We got up to the band, and they all signed our meet and greet pass. I said hello to all of them, shook all their hands, and actually wasn't nearly as nervous as I thought I was going to be. Let me just say, Adam is really gorgeous in person. And way taller than I thought he was. He's easily over 6 feet. I stood right there beside him, arm around him and all, and we had our picture taken with Maroon 5! We won't get to see the photo for about a week, and I am super impatient. I can't wait to see it! That moment passed far too quickly. We got an autographed photo, and we were on our way to enjoy the concert!

So did I mention how incredible our seats were? We were in the 3rd row, in seats 7 and 8. A couple people didn't show up, and some ended up leaving, so we scooted down and became more center stage. Maroon 5 put on an awesome show! Adam definitely has amazing stage performance. I danced like crazy and my throat hurt so bad from singing so loud! When Maroon 5 was all finished up, Matt Flynn (the drummer) threw his drumstick into the crowd....RIGHT AT US. It hit my hand, and before I knew it, the drumstick was gone. I was looking everywhere for it, and my dad had caught it! We were both shaking like crazy, it was just about the coolest thing ever. My dad caught a Maroon 5 drumstick! At this point I didn't think that there was much that could make this concert any better! After awhile, Train came out. And holy cow...Pat can SING! It was unbelievable. And then something absolutely insane happened. Pat said he needed some ladies to come up on stage and help him sing and dance. Girls were screaming like crazy, trying to get picked. He pointed to two girls in front of me. Then he said, "Oh and anyone else who thinks I might have pointed to them." I looked at daddy, he said "Go!", and I ran up there like there was no tomorrow. I elbowed girls out of my way, and I forced myself through the crowd of females, and I was the LAST one they let up on that stage! Here I was standing on stage with the band Train. How absolutely insane is that?! I danced and sang with TRAIN! I didn't even notice the thousands of people in the crowd. It was just me, the band, and the other girls on stage having a freaking blast. That moment was over all too fast as well. The rest of the concert was simply OUTSTANDING. I am so sad it's over. It's definitely a night I am never going to forget!

Yesterday we had breakfast at the Hilton, and we went to the Country Music Hall of Fame and Museum. We got the most expensive package, which included a tour of RCA Studio B. If you don't know what that is, it's the studio where tons of artists have recorded their music. Over half of Elvis's songs he recorded there. Tons of other artists did as well. But what stuck out to both me and my dad was Elvis. We walked into that room, and a feeling came over me that I will never be able to explain, not even with a million words. In the corner sat Elvis's favorite piano. The piano he had played more than any other. I promise you, you could feel Elvis in that room. You could feel his spirit. He was there. I learned so much that touched my soul. We had the opportunity to sit at that piano, and to play it. I couldn't barely breathe. My dad and I were both in tears. It's something that you just can't explain. It's something that you have to experience for yourself.

So as you can see, I had a wonderful past couple of days. I am so lucky and blessed to have the father I do. He enabled all of this, and I am so grateful. I can't believe I met Maroon 5. I can't believe I danced on stage with Train. Me. It's hard to wrap my head around. It's something I am never going to forget. I don't think there's much in this world that could top the experience I had.

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-Nastassia*