I never thought that I would see All Time Low for the third time. The Red Jumpsuit Apparatus could not fully close the gaping hole inside my chest that only All Time Low could fill.
During the entire Bazooka Rocks Festival Band Meet and Greet program, the hosts would "randomly" and "casually" mention All Time Low. My heart rate can't help but rise whenever I hear "All Time Low." I told myself not to expect since they told us that only four bands (Tonight Alive, The Red Jumpsuit Apparatus, We Came As Romans, and A Rocket To The Moon) will be there for the program. Plus!!! They said A Rocket To The Moon will be the last band. I felt beyond hopeless since it's already 9pm and I can see that the program was ending. But lo and behold..
I was terrified because my camera's battery was on the verge of dying. I tried to calm myself down because I don't want to get my hopes up. I kept on thinking, "No way! This isn't happening! Are they trying to pull a prank on us?! IT'S NOT FUNNY GUYS." can you see how pessimistic I was? It took a while before something actually happened. I felt my heart drop on the floor when I saw Matt Flyzik came out! My brain just flew out of my head. I literally could not think straight. All I ever did was scream at the top of my lungs. The video could serve as an evidence of how I totally lost it at the mall.
Take two. I finally took a proper-ish video. I still cannot believe that All Time Low are back!!! In Manila!!! I actually shed a tear or two. I never got close to them because security's tight.
I was still "sort of" happy even though Alex never looked my way whenever I called his name because Jack would ALWAYS look my way and wave (or smile or stick his tongue out or point at me.) My mom was fangirling as well when she called Jack and he looked at us and wave (or smile or stick his tongue out or point at us.) I swear to God it was such a blessing (in disguise?) to be standing beside people who didn't know who they were because you definitely know the attention was for you. I guess the highlight of my ATL experience was when Jack Barakat would notice us. I seriously lapped up whatever attention Jack gave me. Yeeeep. Desperate fan girl. Nothing could ever compare to September 21-22, 2011 though.
If you're interested in reading my crazy All Time Low 2011 experience, you can check out the links below:
All Time Low in Manila Part Un
All Time Low in Manila Part Deux
All Time Low in Manila Part Trois
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