Tuesday, January 20, 2015


So last night, I just had one of my best sleep ever because I dreamed about Bradley Will Simpsons. I haven't actually have some good sleep these past few days because my cousins and I are staying up all night and the other night, well I watched a horror trailer (Unfriended) so I freaked out a little bit. Well not actually that little but anyway, I had a wonderful sleep last night.

I always dreamed about my idols like David Archuleta, Louis Tomlinson and most especially Harry Styles and I will never forget any of them. And even if I do, I already posted a blog about it so I can always re-read it and feel like I'm in dreamland again. 

Bradley Will Simpsons is so special to me not because he is a member of one of my favorite bands but also, he always makes me smile, he always makes me happy and yes, you guess that right, I love this guy so much. He is actually my favorite member of the band but that doesn't mean that I don't like James, Con and Tris. 

Maybe I got way too excited because next next Sunday, I will freaking see them in concert. Okay, my heart is pounding right now. You guys don't know my struggles just to see them in concerts and I am so happy now that I know that I will see them live and omg, teary eyes right now guys. :') Tears of JOY. 

So this is what happened, based on what I remember. Okay, I didn't made this up. So here it goes...

I was on this Arena where they will have a concert. I was the only one outside and it was too early. I waited for hours and a security guard asked me if what am I doing so I told him that I'm waiting for the boys to arrive. Time passes and it's already night and as I was sitting there in one corner, I saw the boys walking. OMG, so I stood up and shouted "I LOVE YOU BRAAAAAD!!!!", just like how I'm practicing to say it for their concert. Brad was in the middle wearing shorts, a shirt and a jacket without his signature hat. Tris, James and Con is walking with him and some blonde girl. As I saw Brad getting nearer, I ran for him and stopped in front of him. I stood in front of him, teary eyed and said, "Hi" and he smiled and hugged me SO tight. I felt it in my dreams and also my heart was palpitating and there was something in my stomach that I can't explain. We hugged for minutes. It was so tight, I couldn't barely breathe. We forgot that there are other people around us. Also I was crying when I hugged him. No, not crying but sobbing instead. I still can feel the warmth of his hug even if it was just a dream. We let go of each other and he wiped my tears with his right thumb and I asked for a selfie. I can still imagine what we looked like. Me on the left side and his arms is on my waist. I'm smiling and so was he. His arms were wrapped on my hips. OH EM GEE! 

I woke up a little and continued dreaming but this was kinda sad... 

After Brad and I took a photo together, my aunt called me and says that we are going to this grocery store (Okay, this is getting weird now) and be back for the concert. But when I got inside of the Arena, there are no more people anymore. It's weird because there are couches with pillows, instead of the regular seats that we can see inside some Arenas. The lights are off, except for the one on the stage, and someone is already mopping. I asked the guy sadly, "How was the concert?" and he replied, "It was fantastic". I felt so sad by what happened but I just thought of the moment Brad and I just had. Not everyone saw it but it will always and forever be in my heart. I also looked at our selfie and we looked happy and perfect for each other. I know their music, and I know it was beyond fantastic and Brad will always stay special in my heart. 

Brad, I hope you see this because I love you so much and I'm excited to see you rocking on stage. I know I can't hug you and take a picture with you as what I dreamed it would be :'( But seeing you happy makes me happy, especially if you will notice me. I love you so much you don't know how much it hurts sometimes. Vampette forever ♥

P.S. I want backstage passes :"( 

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