Cred ca e prea târziu, dar.. abia acum am văzut-o. Sorry... :( Okay, so.. where so I even start? I'm so happy it's killing me, god! Well, hypothetically speaking; I'm not actually dying, of course. Anyway, let's get back to my story, shall we? Thank you. Two months back, I found out my favorite band in the whole wide world, Little Mix (cine vrei tu, eu am zis asa, la plesneala), was coming on tour here, in Liverpool! I was so exited about the whole thing I couldn't even think properly. I asked my mom if she'd let me go, but she didn't think it was a great idea, so I had to let it go. I don't even have the words to express how utterly disappointed i was but, well... what was there to do? Unless I somehow made the money I needed in time to get a ticket, then I wasn't going to go. I didn't even give it a try.. yeah, I know, it was wrong of me, but I hate trying and nothing coming out of it. Time passed, obviously, and I had almost forgotten about the concert. Until one day, my best guy friend, Harry, came over and told me he had two tickets to see Little Mix live in concert, in three days. You can imagine I almost had a heart attack. Seriously! Wouldn't you? Anyway, Friday night we were having a blast at the concert. These girls are such amazing singers it hurts! And they're good dancers, as well. We sang along to each one of their songs and we even got a little teary eyed when they sang some of their more meaningful, slow songs... what am I saying? We were crying our eyes out! It was the most beautiful thing I have ever seen in my entire life, that concert. To make things even more surreal, after the concert me and Harry decided to just take a little walk around the city, and I have to say we had an amazing time. At the beginning we just talked about what happened at the concert, but then we started joking and having a wonderful time. When I got home, in my bed, I fell asleep almost instantly, dreaming about the brilliant day I just had, all thanks to Harry.