Note: If you dislike Fall Out Boy in any way, please disregard this post. My patience for eye-rolling and "pshaw"-ing isn't that great today.

Anyway, I got to meet them for five minutes today. Got the pre-requisite autographs from everyone and, well, I just had to shake their hands for who knows what reasons. I loved my fucked-up attempts at human conversation though.

Presenting, Kristine and her attempts to establish the fact that her IQ is not within 'Retarded' range.

Me: Patrick! Can I shake your hand?
Patrick: Sure! *insert the most heavenly laughter here*, I'd love to. You don't need to ask. *insert more pulse-stopping laughter*
Me: *holding back tears as said hand-shaking commences*

Me: ANDY!!!!!!
Andy: *scared grin*

Me: Joe! I follow your Twitter!
Joe: *laughs* That's cool, that's great, really! *more sounds of amusement*
Joe's Train of Thought: STALKER.

Me: Pete! Congratulations on the boy!
Pete: Oh, thank you!
My Train of Thought: The Patrick boy, that is. And why the fuck is your voice so high?


If only my dad didn't force me to clean up for dinner.
I would still have Patrick cells all over me, wth. XDD
HE HAS THE SOFTEST FRIGGING HANDS AND THE MOST BEAUTIFUL SPEAKING VOICE EVER.
I'm sure everyone knows that though.



Bad news: Not going to the concert because my sister spent my ticket money. Sigh. I can't get angry at her though, it's done with and it wouldn't bring back the money. ;___; Oh well, at least I had this, I guess. c: Curse my lack of conversational skills.