OMFG DARREN FREAKING CRISS

I have so many FEELINGS about the Darren concert--namely, a weird kind of disconnect because we were so far back (row S, and A was at the front), and we didn't get to talk to him afterward or anything; he wasn't signing. So yes, there's video, and the pics Dani took, but it still feels a little unreal that I was THAT CLOSE.

But it was an amazing set, and Darren was exactly as humble/dapper/polite/charming/amazing/amazeballs/supermegafoxyawesomehot as he always seems to be--it's not fake. Someone (I'm presuming a girl =/) passed out during the concert and he stopped and was genuinely concerned, for her, and for everyone else (lecturing everyone to stay hydrated out there). And. Just. GUH.

How do you not just love a guy who walks out with his guitar and starts his set with a Disney song?

Okay. I'm putting the videos on YouTube first and foremost, and I'm sure I'll have more direct/coherent things to say there.

Also, this was why he wasn't signing autographs afterward, as far as I can tell (judging by the fact that it's empty):

And part of me thinks I should be kind of mad, but he just looks so darn adorable and excited--and I rode that roller coaster maybe half an hour before the concert and I don't blame him, it was awesome--that all I can really summon up is a mild irritation. Not getting an autograph just means I have a reason to see him in concert again. =) And. You know. Celebrities are people, too (scroll down to where he's answering the first letter, the bold text). Amazing as they are.

I'm a bit ridiculously starstruck right now, and I need the concert on my iPod ASAP. OFF TO DO TECHNICAL SORTS OF THINGYS NOW.

also, MIRACLES

I was wearing my Pavarotti necklace:

And then we rode a rollercoaster (the one from the pic of Darren, actually), and as we were slowing down at the end, I realized I was only wearing a chain--I should've taken it off but it hadn't occurred to me.

I thought I'd lost it, and frankly, that would've been very upsetting. I bought this necklace just a few days after Cody left and it really means a lot to me.

And then, miracle of miracles, I realized something was poking me in the butt, and--sweet relief--there it was. I just fixed it, good as new.