Essay on The Best Day Of My Life
So what actually happened?
It was a chilly day on September 22, 2015, aka my best friend’s birthday (a Tuesday). We had just finished school, buzzing about finally being able to meet our idols after months of waiting. This was the only thing I was looking forward to the whole year... Fast forward a few hours and we are in my father’s car, now on our way to the gloomy city of San Francisco. I had brought my homework along with me so I could finish it, but when you are this anxious, how can you do something as tedious as homework? I have a vivid memory of being near the venue. My friend and I already slipped off our seat belts even though we hadn’t found the location quite yet. “I’m too excited to sit in my seat,” he told me, holding on to the seat in front of him. Just from his voice, I could tell he was as eager to meet them as I was.
When the concert commenced, I…