My name is Andrea. Life is a constant learning experience and I'm trying to soak it all up. I made this blog as an outlet more for myself than anyone else so keep that in mind when you're reading the possibly not so amazing adventures of a typical busy college kid trying to find her way.
On September 27, 2009, I met Fall Out Boy for the first time. It was their Tampa show on Blink-182’s reunion tour, and while it wasn’t my first FOB concert, it certainly was the more memorable. I’d applied early on Overcast Kids for the meet-and-greet, and there it was, about two weeks before the show on their announcements page: the list of kids who’d get to meet my idols and heroes, with my name right smack in the middle. I cried. A lot.
So, concert day came, and I arrived to the venue early like the email told me. Went to the ticket window to get my wristband, got my bag checked out by security, and stood over by the group of lucky OCKs just like me. After an agonizing wait, we were led to an area with a table, hearts pounding. And then they walked through. Despite my nerve-induced butterflies, I had some chit-chat with Patrick about the then-unreleased Moustachette as he and the others signed my Take This To Your Grave CD. And then we all lined up for pictures, and Patrick recognized my hat (I knew choosing that one was a good idea). Picture taken, and I hugged him (after asking) and Pete (last in the line and I didn’t ask…one of my more awkward life moments).
Looking at this picture, reliving that moment, I’ve never been more sure or hopeful regarding their return. It’s going to happen; I can feel it.