Oh for real?! I have many happy memories. I don't think there is just one that stands out.
Ahhh, I really want to put something here. :/
225. What is your saddest memory?
The deaths of my animals and most of all the loss of my Granda. Actually, probably more so my Granda's funeral it being the first (and only) funeral I'd been to and obviously it being my Granda! It was awful to see my Mam and Nana so sad and I was just completely gutted to be honest.
226. What would you like to change?
227. How many people do you love?
I'm not much of a people person...I like a few and love a handful. Now animals, I love them all.
228. What’s the best decision you've ever made?
Probably to leave my hometown and start seeing Jake, as they go hand in hand. However, it is evident that we've now grown to loath where we have moved to but if we hadn't we wouldn't be together! Plus we can always work to change our location.
229. What’s your favorite true story that you enjoy sharing with others?
It's taken me around 3 days to come up with this answer but I'm gonna settle on my experience meeting Jimmy Eat World. Warning: may be long!
It was Sunday the 24th of February 2008 and I was 17 years old! This was the first time I'd been to seen JEW live and I was very emotional like a stereotypical teenage 'emo' fangirl and totally got into the moment singing, dancing, having my rib cracked being pushed up against the front barriers by a large, smelly man behind me and cried (from the experience and from the pain).
At the end of the gig the guys all came to throw their guitar picks into the crowd and Zach Lind (the drummer) headed to the left hand side of the stage and bent down holding out his sticks...! A few guys, including the smelly one behind me went to grab them but Zach knocked their hands away, grabbing mine and placing the sticks in my hand. He folded my hand around them and winked.
When he left everyone around me gathered round wanting to touch them and stuff equally as weird...one guy even took a photo of me holding them.
At this point seeing as we were only 17 and couldn't get into the after party we headed outside and went to ring my uncle to pick us up. Instead, upon spotting the tour bus around the corner we decided to try get the sticks signed. After a little wait Jim emerged first, freshly showered and walked past us...he went to the bus and called back that he'd be right back out. Tom came out of the venue next and stopped to talk, followed by Rick and Jim again. I was obviously waiting for Zach to thank him and ask him for his autograph, though took the opportunity to get photos with each member of the band and get my copy of 'Static Prevails' (my favorite album, which I apparently thought was normal to lug along to a gig with me) signed.
Finally Zach appeared too and while grinning and signing my sticks told me, 'I saw you rocking out, so..'
Pretty awesome, don't you agree?
230. Right now, at this moment, what do you want most?
To know what is going on.