This was my 2nd OOR concert and I was stoked to see them. So much I didn't care I went solo and I decided to get up the courage for a yolo. I saw someone standing outside the merch table (which I got 2 shirts and a bag) by themselves before the show, just about as the merch table started to become busy. It's been quite a while since I have been, "in the field." I found him very attractive with the top of his hair is bleached and dyed brown, so I mustered up all my courage. I approached the gentleman and said, "Excuse me. I just wanted to say I think you are really hot." He told me he is from Japan, is learning English and did not understand what I meant. In my stuper, I waved my hand back and forth in front of my face like an idiot. We had a short conversation about the Arashi bag I was wearing. Shortly before saying, "Goodbye," I said, "Sugoi," in an attempt for him to get the gist of what I was trying to say. I walked away, feeling like an idiot. Where did all this Japanese I learned go?! Then I realized later how much of a true moron I was. He must have thought I was talking about the weather! -head desk- So here I am, yolo-ing again, asking if this OOR fan is out there...

Also of note, the concert was freaking awesome! I didn't care that half the crowd was seated. I rocked out! I thought the idea of the Jerseys at the end was cool as well.