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I love you Miyavi! ^.^ [09 July 2010]
09 July 20109:00 PM I love you Miyavi! <3>.>) It's because he's the reason that this year I'm choosing not to run away from my problems anymore. This man is the first person I've ever looked up to. Yes. He's my idol. I've been through a lot in these past 17 years and it's enough to make someone want to give up, say "FUCK EVERYTHING", and not fight for what they deserve. I won't go into the details of it. It's a lot and I've typed part of it in my last entry. The one that's literally titled "Fuck". Just the lyrics of his songs, such as Jibun Kakumei, make me feel better about everything that's happened. Here is the English translation of the song: http://www.songmeanings.net/songs/view/3530822107858682011/ I've been so stressed and that one song has made me remember to never give up, stop stressing out, and that I have the right to be me. His love for life. His crazy side. His serious side. Just him himself. It's all inspired me to never give up and to keep going. This guy knows what he's talking about in his songs. He's not like some other artists who sing about shit they don't believe or don't know about. He's been there and he knows how it feels. On Saturday June 26th, 2010...... I met him. Yes. Best day of my life ever. It was at Kinokuniya in NYC. I went there at around 11am to meet with some friends who were waiting to see him. And then we get kicked out. Yay. -___- Turns out that the people that won tickets in a previous contest were guaranteed to go in, but everyone else was not. They DID NOT make that 100% clear on their website. So we're all waiting outside and at around 6 or 7 two women started asking us why we were fans of Miyavi. They would only choose 10 people based on their story and attire. Right when I heard that, I knew I wasn't getting in. My hopes were down, but when they came up to me I thought, "might as well tell my story". So I told them about when my grandma passed away in January (love you grandma!) I just wanted to give up. It felt like the whole world was turning on me and I couldn't do anything about it. I was loosing faith in the people around me and loosing faith in my own God. (I have faith in them again now thank you very much. Love you guys! You all know who you are.) A couple weeks later, I heard Jibun Kakumei, looked at the English translation, and I seriously felt a huge burden lift off my shoulders. His love for live inspired me to keep going. Soooooooooo..... 10 minutes later they start choosing their 10 people. I kept telling myself that I wasn't going to win and was ready to say fuck it. They start pointing out people and then..... "Aaaaaaannnd YOU! With the headband! Come over here!" You're can fucking bet I was the one with the headband. I was so overjoyed, I cried. I was going to meet my idol. I was standing in line to go in with two amazing friends (Fuyu and Kirugi). We were the first 10 to go in. Kirugi had to handcuff me to her to make sure neither of us ran or fainted. XD We go in and sit next to Fuyu and yes, we're sitting about 7 feet away from his guitar. O.O For the next 30 minutes, we were shaking, squealing, and trying to calm ourselves down. FAIL. BIG FAIL. Wait, wait, wait, yadda, yadda, yadda, "Ooh, a DVD is playing and it has Miyavi on it". Then this lady (she was a bitch) says "Please welcome the Neo Black Samurai!!!" My heart skipped some beats. Kirgui and I were squeezing the hell out of each others hands. I think Fuyu was either doing the same or was ready to pass out. I looked back to see where he was walking in from, but I turned around because 1) I didn't see him and 2) I was about to go into cardiac arrest. XD Mind you, I'm sitting at the corner he has to turn and his leg was going to be eh...... 1 inch away from me. I turned around one more time and then it happened.... Miyavi was right there in front of me. Epicness and all. He sat about 5-7 feet away from the three of us. It was around here where we had died a couple of times. From there on, I was just hypnotized by his presence. To make my instability worse, he was quickly glancing over at me. Eye contact! Score! When it got to his performance, the three of us died a couple hundred times.... again. The sound of his guitar, the sound of his voice, just the fact that he was there in front of us.... All priceless. At the end of his performance, he licked his lips at Kirugi and winked at Fuyu. Yeah, they were dying of happiness. XD I think he wanted to kidnap the three of us. I don't know why he didn't. We wouldn't have minded. >.> So, yeah. Epic day for us. Inside accomplishment to me. Finally met my idol. (And he was quickly glancing over at me. Hallelujah!) BTW. If you heard three girls screaming in/around Bryant Park on that day... it was us. Sorry. We couldn't help ourselves. That's my story. If you enjoyed it, thank you! If you didn't....."Fuck yo couch nigga!!!" <3 |
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