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OH
MY
GOSH.
I absolutely love him. He is so amazing. In fact, that's what I texted to "him," or rather the Verizon screen in the arena.
Cristina and I got the Subway dinner for 2 special. Italian Herb and Cheese bread = mmmmmm.
Verizon had a DDR type game to win t-shirts. Grace and Cristina played, but they didn't score high enough. I didn't even try.
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As we were in line, we took a picture for the FanFire page on JT's website with our beautiful signs. I hid my camera in my boots. Security was preoccupied telling us signs weren't allowed, and they didn't notice the flashing lights through the metal detector. I was in, I had my camera, I rocked. Grace hid her camera in MY purse, but they didn't even check. So we were both in.
Since we were one of the first people in the arena, they displayed our text messages on screen for a while.
8`o clock came and Pink went on. She's got those hot acrobatic skills. We took her set time to buy our JT merchandise. We tried seat hopping, but the real ticket holders kept showing up.
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random highlights:
~he took a shot and toasted to Los Angeles.
~he kept saying "it's so good to be home"
~he's hot
~he played piano, guitar, and that keyboard guitar thing
~high tech screens & video techniques
~he smiled
~the party was bumpin on "Seniorita." I don't know what I'm thinkin bout.. really leaving with you!
~he flipped us off at the end of what goes around comes around
~he's hot
~he humped that dancer. damn her. lol.
~he laughed
~crazy ass moves. & a little beat boxing
~club bangin intermission w/ Timbaland
~so much energy from the crowd. and everyone sings along.
~sexy back came on too quickly.
~he's hot.
~encore. in his sweatpants & t-shirt
I got each song on video. It's low quality, and you can hear me screaming, but it's MINE. I was there. I made it. The girls bagged on me for recording all night, but I don't care. I have these memories forever. I react the same as in the video whenever I watch them.
Justin Timberlake. He was always my favorite, my first love.
But seriously, AMAZING. Yes, I'm vocabulary-limited, but it says it all.
Best first concert EVER!
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