Meet My Friend The Dancing Diva...

So not this past weekend but the weekend before I went to Concord with my amazing friend Grace. She invited me to go and see Fall Out Boy along with four other smaller bands. I am not the biggest fan on that style of music but I went along to be a good friend and I knew I would have a great time regardless.

Well, one of the highlights of the night was my friend that dancing diva. As you can see in the picture to the right, she was sitting/standing directly in front of me. I don't know her name but she was around 40, no ring so I think she was divorced (her friend...no such a diva was around the same age and had a ring)...she was drunk...and you could totally tell she was trying to be young all over again. One conversation we had was about some 13 year old kids making out a few rows behind us, you could tell she was bitter because she kept talking about how sick young love was and how they have no idea how sucky love is...thus my theory on her being divorced. Another funny conversation was on the topic of how cold she was and how she wished she had a sweater. My friend Grace told her they were selling hoodies for $40 and she in outrage replied when the f*** am I going to wear a Fall Out Boy hoodie other than this concert. Needless to say within an hour she was wearing the hoodie. Ha!

The whole experience made me hope that I don't end up like her. She was bitter toward the world yet trying to be in her youth again. I hope when I am 40-something people aren't posting blogs about how stupid I am.