At first I’ll wake up like:

Then I’ll remember I’m seeing the boys that day:

So then I’ll get dressed like:

And get ready to go like:

Before the concert all I’ll be doing is:

Then I’ll drive to the show like:

And I’ll be so giddy that I’ll be like:

Then waiting outside the venue, I’ll meet a bunch of awesome people like:

Then the doors will finally open and I’ll be like:

Then the boys will come on and I’ll be like:

And I’ll be singing along with every word like I’m fucking John O’Callaghan like:

Then I’ll go wait outside to meet them.

Expectation:

Reality:

And that’s how I’ll die.