Post Concert Withdrawal Syndrome

Do not judge the content of the post by its title hahhaha because I am not going to talk about anything related to mental or physical health. So don't you worry. The reason why I wanted to write this post was because I want to write my feeling down right now so I could always flash back to this feeling even after 10 years' time.

Last Sunday I went to The Script's No Sound Without Silence concert with Alyson, my friend who was ffk (fong fei kei) by her brother last minute. So she asked me whether I wanted to go for their concert. I admit that I kind of did not want to go in the first place because I was broke and I was not even a fan *keyword, WAS* of them. 
And then my friend suggested to go there almost 10 hours before the concert started so that we could stand as close to the stage as possible. And then I was like since I have already paid for the ticket why not I just make it worth the price. The moment when I heard them sound checking I knew that I did not make the wrong choice. *they did their sound checking for so many times and I was happy like a goat haha I knew that doesn't make any sense*

What else could we do while waiting for the concert.

Let me just skip to the concert part, IT WAS OVERWHELMINGLY FANTASTIC.
"Sometimes words just ain't enough for this concert that was more than concert."
Although the venue was lousy but what really matters was the person who performed, I did have lots of fun that night. I screamed throughout the whole concert. And the best part was, I somehow managed to make few eye contacts with Danny and Mark (at least I believe I did haha)
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I strongly believe that he was pointing at me. This is not a zoomed in picture and yes I was this close to them for the whole night. 

"Take that rage, put it on a page. Take that page on the stage, blow the roof off the place."
Ever since that night, I am madly, crazily and completely in love with them. I have been missing them since that night and their songs have never got out from my brain yet as if they are still singing beside me. I have been listening to their songs all the time. When I say all the time, I mean all the freaking time. I know this could sound super crazy to anyone, even maybe to my future self but nobody cares.

This withdrawal syndrome is real and how am I supposed to get over it when Danny touched my hand twice haha. And not to mention, this was my first concert and I am so glad that I went. Thanks Alyson for everything, I really could not thank you more for this amazing experience.

Kindly forgive my after-hours-of waiting,-standing-and-screaming-pale face

"We'll remember this night when we are old and grey 'cause in the future these will be the good ol' days."