"I KNOW THE SOUND OF [MY] HEART"

I'm in a pretty damn good place right now:

1. Haley asking me to potentially co-direct
2. Zooppa reaching out about being a potential finalist
3. Hot Wheels videos posted
4. Hanging with the Wednesday gang
5. Breaking my editing fast to help Amanda edit
6. Going to see him soon
7. The 1975​ ❤️ 

I won't say this week has been the most spectacular, but I feel myself growing as a person in so many facets and I'm beginning to love myself a bit more everyday. It's so fulfilling to stop giving a shit about hypothetical nothings and just focus on the present. Case in point, last night's The 1975 concert:

This concert means so much to me, because it's one of the first initiatives I've taken to living life with no ragrets.

[EDIT: HALSEY WAS AT THE CONERT TOO. I WAS IN THE SAME ROOM AS HALSEY AND THE 1975]

PREFACE
To set the context, I was in a really depressed mood the day I became a fan of The 1975 because-at the time-I realized getting a summer internship at Mattel didn't solve all my existential and creative frustrations. 
In the addictive habit of checking out the latest music videos on YouTube, I saw their "Somebody Else" video pop up in the recent releases. I wasn't going to click, but my unrequited crush had mentioned weeks ago that his brothers made fun of him for looking like the lead singer, so I thought why not fully indulge myself in the pity party. 
The first time I saw Matty's face in the music video, I thought "Fuck me, I'm in for something."
I was right, because I spent the next few weeks watching all their interviews and crushing hard over him (still not sure if this was just a displacement of my original crush). But I'm not writing about them to gush over Matty's looks; I'm writing because their interviews helped me to grow my philosophy on unapologetically pursuing my creativity, essentially just doing whatever the fuck I want.
Sometime during this revelationary period, I saw a FB event for their LA concert, and I kept thinking in past tense how I was going to regret missing it. Then I realized how stupid it was to have premeditated regret and decided to see if Natalie, who never listened to them before, wanted to go.
Apparently, I was meant to go to this concert because Natalie loved their music and was immediately down. I found myself ordering tickets at Mattel while my mentors were at a meeting and that's how I ending up having an amazing time last night.

THE 1975 CONCERT | The Forum (10/14/16)

• Days Before Nervous because assuming I won't fit in with the rest of the fans + stress pimples creeping up
• 4:00 pm Natalie and I realize taking an Uber or Lyft is way too expensive, need to leave earlier for 2 hour bus ride
• 4:30 pm Rushing to get ready, decide to wear the heels
• 5:15 pm Get to Natalie's apartment, quickly drop off stuff, find out Giselle is also fan but too late and should've known
• 5:25 pm Rushing to bus stop, miss the first bus but make the next
• 6:30 pm Miss the connecting bus, decide to take a Lyft
• 6:50 pm Arrive, realize I fit right in with the crowd
• 8:00 pm Natalie and I see empty seats in front of us and we creep up, opening acts, super hyped and will probably look them up
• 8:45 pm Got kicked out of seats twice but still end up with better seats than we paid for, waiting, anticipation building
• 9:00 pm Darkness, light, THE 1975 
• 9:00-10:45 pm MY HEART 
• 11:00 pm Hurrying to catch bus back
• 12:00 pm Bus drops us off in DTLA, creature vibes, waiting for next bus home
• 12:30 pm Missed bus home damn it, too tired, call Lyft, driver plays G-Eazy
• 1:00 pm Home sweet Natalie's apartment

I need more adventures like this ❤️ (next plan of action: convert Natalie into an Ariana Grande fan in time for her March LA concert)