One, we unwrap our birthday gifts. Two, we take off the juu of the box. Three, we scream as we take out the CD's. Four, we take pictures. Five, we nearly pass out screaming as we turned over the CD's to find JB tickets on the back in Section 2, row I. Wow. Best siku ever. Until we actually GO to the concert. Okay, me and one of my best friends, Amber got these tickets. For the inayofuata two weeks we started making big signs, flat brim hats in puffy paint, and black fitted tees that had a picture of JB ironed on and ironed on letters that read "Bieber Babe" that we made ourselves. And we were absoulutly DYING to get those backstage passes and front row seats (although we already had good tickes) on Kiss FM Radio.



Ok, today is the day. We get ready at a sleepover and the inayofuata siku we go to the doors of the main park. We see all of these girls with 7 foot huge signs also DYING to get those tickets. W.E. We spend the whole siku shopping, looking around, eating, taking funny pics, going on the sky gliders, and so on until 7 pm.



So what, we didnt win those passes and tickets. We shake it off and just think about how lucky we already are about just going to the concert. We wait in a 8 block long line to get to the big theatre/stage. When we do, we see Justin kwa his trailer with his producers and such and we see a big group (100-200) of girls in a pack snapping pictures as JB waves and flashes a peace sign and shakes his hair.



FINALLY, we're in. We take our seats and talk to some of our Marafiki we run into. Before the pre-show, we are amazed that one of our city's best baseball players sits infront of us. We got autographs, picures, and all of the people around us go crazy giving us pens and Sharpies and papers to make him sign. Ugh.

Yay, the onyesha starts. Some other people start prefroming like Jessica Jarrell, Sean Kingston and such. It wasnt until like 8:30 pm that we got to actually SEE Justin. Everyone is jumping and taking pictures. People are sent in an ambulence because they pass out au hit there head au w.e. Your eardrums start to hurt. me and amber scream and the bball player turns around and we shut up instantly. ha..haha..ha.. but we scream anyways. He starts with "Bigger" and his first My World album and then his My World 2.0. Haha, he changes into like 3 outfits along the way of the concert. But wewe know why im realllllyyyy mad??? Well during "one less lonely girl" he chooses a girl in front row to come on stage as he sings to her and at the end of the song, he gives her roses and hugs her but then takes her backstage (I wonder what happend...)lol. But i started crying. ya, i knw, but i did in like a " i wanna be that girl" cry. But i didnt bawl my eyes out at least.




UGh after the concert, we finally got some fresh air and its pitch black out since its like 11 o clock.
i hav a headache
my ears hurt
but on the plus side, i got to see justin bieber and got to take amazing headshots of him to keep :))))

and amber slept over after :)


And that was my JB tamasha experiance.

xoxo
katelyn