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Hello guys, it's Seda from Turkey!
September 16, 2014 was the best day of my life! I won a competiton from Twitter for the M&G. I had to get so many RTs to win 2 tickets for #artRAVEİstanbul and a meet&greet! So I tried my luck and tweeted then my friends(Monsters..,) helped me to win it! AND I fucking won it! I travelled to Istanbul for Artrave cause' i live in Ankara. The RAVE was awesome! Gaga's live performance was more than GREATSmiling face with heart-shaped eyesHeavy black heart️ I went to CONCERT with my sis& friends, we had really fun!! My M&G was after the Show. Therefore i was so excited!!! In Artrave Istanbul, there were no Artpop Zones.. so all of us(the people who met Lady Gaga) won competitions.. After the Show we met in the mid of the arena. We went to backstage with staff. Then we started to like as if we knew each other for years.. We saw Lady Starlight!! When my turn was come, I was so fucking excited AND blissfulSmiling face with smiling eyes when i entered to the tent(Yes it was a tent) SHE WAS BEYOND BEAUTIFUL AND WONDERFULLoudly crying faceLoudly crying face first i told Gaga that i love her so much AND hugged her like very long then photographer took 2 pics, in first pic I just SMILED THEN I PUT MY PAWS UP AND So Gaga did it... Theeeeen I gave my ring to her!!! She surprised and immediately wore it& showed it to me!!!!!!! I was like OMFG!!!!!!! It was the very best day of my life!!! She was a real QUEENTwo heartsHeavy black heart️Ok hand sign..... After 1 month i realized that she was still wearing my ring in the photo which she put on insta with saying 'I may not be a real sultana...' Face screaming in fearFace screaming in fearFace screaming in fearFace screaming in fear It was a shock for me!!!! How humble she is, How hilarious How BEAUTIFUL!!!!! Still cant believe this happened to me..... I couldn't even image that!!! Just do not give up on your dreams, don't forget that we live in a world in which everything happens..
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<span lang="EN-US">I’m a huge fan of Karl Pilkington’s series on TV, being An Idiot Abroad and The Moaning Of Life. I was looking online on Twitter and decided to check the official Moaning of Life page to see if there was any information on the last episode (which was postponed after the disaster in the Philippines) and to my surprise, I saw that Karl was having book signing at Waterstones, Piccadilly, London. I instantly ran to my brother who’s as big a fan as myself, and we made our plans ready for Saturday, November 23<span style="font-size: small;"><sup>rd</sup> 3013. </span></span><span style="font-family: Times;"></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">We arrived very early, as it would be a first-come first-served queue. We waited for about 2 hours before we were right in front of the shop, at this point pretty cold without the ability to walk properly up the stairs to the top floor where Karl was signing. We were constantly saying we needed to get photos with him (originally, posed photos were not allowed) but everyone was doing it and when the time came, we were kindly helped by the staff, who took the photo for us! Karl was how I’d thought he’d be, not like on telly, but kind and happy to see so many people waiting in the cold just to say hello. As he signed my book he said “Alright, Taryll, how’s it goin?’ to which I replied “Great thanks, cheers for this!” (Of course I was a bit star struck and at the time you don’t really know what to say) – after the very brief chat I went to shake his hand, only it was the hand with the pen in, so we did a sort of hand switch ‘dance’ a few times (like what you do on the street when you try walking past someone and you both go the same direction) before we eventually shook hands! Quite the thing to happen when meeting someone as brilliant as Karl, really. Then my brother had his moment with him whilst the photo was taken.</span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">Afterwards we walked out, with huge smiles on our faces talking about our special moment with Karl. The reason I love meeting people like that is because you and only you have that special moment that you remember forever, a very cool experience.</span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">I hope to bump into him some day in London when I move up there, and say “Alright?” – until then, more TV series of Karl’s are to be made!</span></div>
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Ok so I found out Zoe was doing a book signing so I went to find them on her blog and clicked the link to get the tickets for my friends and I for Christmas and once we went straight after school. We waited in the cue for about 2 hours it wasn't that bad since the time just went past and when I got in the same room she was signing I started freaking out I felt my heart pounding against my chest and then when it was my turn I just stood there frozen and she said hello and how was j and I just felt so embarrassed since I was stuttering all my sentences and then she touched my hand and said thanks for coming and I was shaking so much and I gave my letter to her to her friend and my friend took a photo of Zöe and I but she was so nice, stunning and lovely and I left with my book signed and memory to remember<br />
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They are so cute with theis fans and We were waiting for months <br />
The second time was in a sigh we didnt have a lot time but I could give them my drawings and omg was amazing and the third time was in a competition I had a m&g with my cousin there We could talk with them like 2min was the Best experience of my life :') </div>
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Meeting Matt and Nick was so amazing! It was on November 23rd 2014 and I was at playlist-live tri-state in Secaucus NJ. I had signed up for their meetup months in advance so I knew I was meeting them but it never really hit me until I walked into the meetup and saw them standing there. I waited for 3 hours outside in the freezing cold and when they lady finally let my row go up I was so excited and nervous I was shaking so much lol. But I got into the meetup and started freaking out. My heart was pounding. They were so tall omg haha. Well When I got up to them I ran to Them and gave them a huge hug each. I had drawn them so I had given them the drawings and they opened them and Nick didn't have a shirt on in the picture and matt was like "why are you naked?!" And they both laughed and it was so cute! And Nick had said that the picture was really good and it made me so happy that the people that I love and look up to said that my drawings were good! So I then took a picture with them and hugged them again :) I had forgotten to get them to sign my badge so I had to go back and get them to sign it haha but yeah. That was my experience meeting Matt and Nick and it's an experience I will never forget <3 </div>
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I met Demi during her Demi World Tour in Montreal, on October 19th. It was my first ever meet and greet and I was really stressed and excited! I went worth my best friend and we waited in line for 3h before we could meet Demi. But once it was my turn, i forgot about all the waiting we had just done. Jill (her makeup artist) opened the curtain and there she was, my idol, standing across the room, looking like an angel. I stepped in and suddenly buried my face in my hands, shaking of joy. Something really weird happened after, her bodyguard (Sugar) stepped between me and Demi, to protect her. It got me really confused and I stopped moving. I felt like crying, he thought I was gonna hurt her, which i would never. I was standing few feets away, looking at Demi smiling, and Sugar. I stayed there for about 15 sec, and calmed myself down, putting my hands back on my sides. Sugar stepped away, and gave me an approbation look. I then walked towards Demi, who welcomed me with open arms and a pretty smile. She said "Hi sweetheart, nice to meet you" and all I could think about was how pretty she was, literally perfect. So I answered saying "Omg you're so beautiful" it was stupid to say but she laughed and said "aww thank you". We took our picture and after she took my lower arms in her hands and looked me in the eye, she said "Thank you sweetheart, enjoy the show", I quitted saying "I will". <br /><br />It was such an amazing experience, she was so sweet! I really hope I can meet her again! I wanted to tell you more things but I totally forgot, and time was short! Still, I regret nothing and for me, it was magical and perfect. <br /><br />- Marianne,19, from Canada. </div>
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My name is Karla and about two years ago, I was able to meet Darren Criss. I've been a of him for many years and when I got the chance to meet him, I took it immediately. Fox had announced that they would be having a Fox Fanfront event. Which would allow fans to see the cast of fox shows. During this event I was able to see the cast do many shows, such as the members of glee, which is what I was there for. Though the experience of it was very crazy, I got the chance to meet Jane Lynch and Darren Criss which was amazing! He was very nice and took pictures with most of the fans and told us that he was glad that we were here. <br />
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My experience meeting Ariana was one of the most wonderful experiences of my life. So I am a NYC love and the night that I met her , she was performing on America's Got Talent. We had tickets for AGT and then she performed, after AGT was over we went back to the garage where we parked our car to pick it up and drive home. Then my friend texted us saying to run back to the apt because she was having a meet and greet. So we started running 5 blocks at 10:30 at night to the apt garage. Once we got there we got in line with our friends and we were in the back of the line and there were a lot of people in front of us to meet her. My dad and mom walk down into the garage and joan was standing there and recognized my dad (because we met at the Digifest and we were talking to joan for awhile there). So joan said "hey where are your girls?standing there and recognized my dad (Meaning me and my sister) and my dad said waiting in line up there. Joan said "bring your girls down" . She is literally so sweet. So<br />
me and my sister went down, joan says "are you ready to take selfies with Ariana?" Me and my sister were totally shocked and couldn't speak. We turned the corner and we see Ariana. She was literally the sweetest human being. Me and my sister start balling. She comes over and gives my sister and hug and then me a hug and then she said "your so cute!" to me. I couldn't even speak. Then she said "don't cry, wait until after the picture" she takes my phone and takes selfies. She is so cute. Jones her photographer was taking videos of us while we were with Ariana to put<br />
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica;">I've looked up to Demi Lovato like no one could believe.Even before she came out about her depression and self harm. I look up-to her for so many other reasons, but dealing with those situations myself they kind of stick out to me. she has helped me through so much! basically it's been my dream to meet her and tell her how much I love her, look up-to her and lots more,then one day as an early Christmas gift it came true. I remember meeting my now closest best friend there in the line waiting and we screamed together while waiting in the line knowing our idol was behind the very thin curtains, and that's all that was dividing us from the very person who saved me and helped my friend through so much, well the guards too lol ... I can't even describe the rush I felt as the guard opened the curtain and I saw my nightingale ;) standing there.. As I walked in I was sobbing so demi made the cutest puppy dog face at me and grabbed me and held me so close to her chest that I had to fix my hair for the photo bc she messed it up haha then all I remember after that is crying to her, saying everything I wanted to say for so many years.... Then walking out and crying as the people looked at me as I was ranting on how she's so beautiful!!!! Nothing will ever replace that moment in my life... I am living because of that day... When she wrapped her arms around me I felt the pain go away as the feelings of her love and care and down to earth personality sank in... Again, demi cares so much about every single fan that walked into those curtains and the ones who couldn't get the chance to also.... And you can feel it in her presence. Thank you Demi you will forever be my wallpaper <img alt="Smiling face with heart-shaped eyes" class="Emoji$1F60D$AE3 RenderedEmoji" src="https://a.gfx.ms/emoji_1F60D.png" title="Smiling face with heart-shaped eyes" /><img alt="Smiling face with heart-shaped eyes" class="Emoji$1F60D$AE3 RenderedEmoji" src="https://a.gfx.ms/emoji_1F60D.png" title="Smiling face with heart-shaped eyes" /><img alt="Smiling face with heart-shaped eyes" class="Emoji$1F60D$AE3 RenderedEmoji" src="https://a.gfx.ms/emoji_1F60D.png" title="Smiling face with heart-shaped eyes" /> and let's not forget the signed poster she signed with love ;) I can't say it enough thank you for everyone in my life who made this happen. I'm forever and always a lovatic </span><img alt="Smiling face with heart-shaped eyes" class="Emoji$1F60D$AE3 RenderedEmoji" src="https://a.gfx.ms/emoji_1F60D.png" title="Smiling face with heart-shaped eyes" /><img alt="Smiling face with heart-shaped eyes" class="Emoji$1F60D$AE3 RenderedEmoji" src="https://a.gfx.ms/emoji_1F60D.png" title="Smiling face with heart-shaped eyes" /><img alt="Smiling face with heart-shaped eyes" class="Emoji$1F60D$AE3 RenderedEmoji" src="https://a.gfx.ms/emoji_1F60D.png" title="Smiling face with heart-shaped eyes" /></div>
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I met Ed Sheeran on May 6th 2014, and it was probably the most amazing day of my entire life! I had gone to see him live on the 5th and found out he was at a local bbc in London (Maida Vale). Once I found out I immediately knew it would be my only chance to actually meet him but I didn't expect to see him at all! So I went there straight after school and about half hour later his manager Stu walked out the door, and I sat there so excited! I asked Stu for a photo and he kindly agreed!! About half hour later I was sitting on the ground outside with the 3/4 other people waiting for Ed, and was daydreaming until suddenly he walked out the door for a cigarette with a coffee in his hand. I didn't notice at first because I was in my own little world until I saw bright ginger hair in the corner of my eye and at that moment I was in shock! I turned to see Ed Sheeran standing less than a foot away from me! I stood up and looked at him and he was looking at us all, and I just started crying ( not because I was upset but because I'm an emotional wreck and I was standing right next to him!!!!!!!!!!) but when he realised I was crying he asked me if I was okay, and I just said I was :) he seemed so worried bless him! I finally stopped crying enough to have a picture with him and he was the loveliest person I've ever met in my entire life! What I haven't mentioned is the fact I embarrassed myself more than ever, because as I walked up to him, I was "thinking out loud" and literally blurted out "IM TOUCHING HIM" and he kind of looked at me like I was so weird :$ As soon as he had finished with the photographer he came back over and kindly signed my album while I was there in hysterics telling him that I've been a fan for 4 years and my mum telling him Shes charging him rent because of my posters and a cut out haha!! He laughed at the thought!! Even after meeting him and being so lucky to speak to him we were invited in to his live session with 30 other people to watch him perform and it was AMAZING!!! I thank him so much for being so sweet and lovely that day xxxxxx <br /><br />Twitter: @kelsheeran </div>
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So it was at this little bar in Dayton, Ohio called Adobe Gilas and when we got there, there weren't many people, but there were a few die-hard fans with his merch on. My mom, my sister, and I were so excited because we were only about 10 feet from him the whole time! He did 3 or 4 of his new songs at the time, they were all upbeat and he was dancing the whole time, it was so fun! </div>
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Afterwards there was a meet and greet for him to take pictures with all of us, so we all got in a line around the restaurant and this is when I met his backup people too. So we got up to the front and his manager said there would be no autographs, but then there was a miracle and Olly said, "Oh no! Give me those! I'll sign them!" So we thanked him and took a group photo together, and it was adorable. He then gave me a little kiss on the cheek after I hugged him. I was so infinitely happy at that point. He was still pretty sweaty from being on stage but he still smelled heavenly! We soon had to leave and it was pretty sad :(</div>
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BUT then, I realized when we got to the car that I had forgotten to give Olly the bracelet I had planned on giving him (It was a pink bracelet that said PRINCESS on it). So I went back into the bar by myself, and went to go find him. I couldn't find him anywhere so I asked the sound people that were packing up the cords and they said they didn't know where he was. Then one of them said, " Oh he's down there by that car." So I thanked them and ran down the stairs and out of the bar. I crossed the street and went over to him. He and his people were outside an ice cream shop enjoying their cones and when he saw me he smiled and waved. He said, "Oh hey you! How are you doing? Did you enjoy the show?" I told him the show was great, and that I was good. I refrained from being creepy, it was difficult. Then I asked him how his ice cream was and he smiled and said, "Oh gosh it's good." I gave him the bracelet and his face lit up and he we had a little laugh and said, "Am I a Princess now?" haha, he loved it! Then he asked me, "Do you wanna take another photo together?" Of course I said I would love to, so he stepped closer to me, taking my phone in one hand and juggling his wallet and ice cream and other things in his other hand (you can see all his stuff in our selfie). He took the great picture of us and when it said saved on the screen he went to my gallery and clicked on it and said, "Now that's a good one." He had on his fabulous smile and you can't tell on the picture but he smelled...so good. I can't even describe it. Then just as I was pulling away he snuck a quick kiss onto my cheek and I was probably blushing like crazy thinking, "Oh my god, I've been kissed by Olly Murs twice in one day!"</div>
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So we said our goodbyes, I ran back to find my family, who then went back to Olly to see him again. Hopefully we weren't bothering him at this point. But as soon as he saw me he was just like, "Oh you're back!" I took a cute photo of him and my little sister bear-hugging the heck out of him. Luckily he was looking straight at me, so it was a good picture. Also my mom got another hug, but I couldn't take the photo quick enough with my phone at the time. So then we said our...third set of goodbyes and we went off on our way. :) Best. Day. Ever.</div>
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<pre><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">On the weekend of the 18th-20th of July 2014 one Mr Darren Criss attended a Glee convention in London.
I was luckily enough to purchase a gold ticket-which gives you meet and greet- months before he was announced to even come.
He was confirmed to be attending 3 weeks before the event. Believe me when I say I cried like no other!
Me and my friends got there on the Friday morning all ready and pumped to meet our idol.
Come the opening ceremony and we are told by the other guests and the man who runs it that Darren was running late and so we will have to schedule a separate meet and greet the next day. (Everyone was so upset!)
The meet and greet got under way and we had the pleasure of meeting the likes of Max Adler- amazing guy! A load of Starkid (Darren's production company) Aswell as Curt Mega and Dominic Barnes who I had previously met and have sung with them both on stage!!!(shamelessly making people jealous!)
Me and my friends were sitting at the table right near the door- my back to the door. I was chatting away and my friend gasped so loudly I thought-'What the hell?' And then I turn around.
And right behind me is the god that is DARREN himself.
I tried to act all cool but then went allllll Fangirl and jumped up telling him to come sit with us and gave him a big hug.(First person at the convention to hug him is my claim to fame)
He sat down and immediately apologised for being late, saying he got held up in airport security.
We obviously forgave him and he asked us to go round the table saying our names.
We had a lovely few minuets chat all while in between the other guests were coming over to say hi to him and give him hugs.
We asked him to play the game we were getting all the other guests to do-Place a malteaser on your lips and blow it into the air and catch it in your mouth. He was so up for it. He went to stand up and do it and I had a go at him telling him he has to sit(I get snappy when I'm nervous, sue me) and he was like "oooh I'm sorry" and I'm like "no no I am really!" :')
When he stood up again to do it the whole room went quiet and clapped when he succeeded. My friend asked if he ever felt like he's always being watched.
He went around the table asking what we do for a living, he said he admires that I work with children. (Squee)
And he even remembered one of my friends who had flew out to America to see him on tour. (this guy is just...I can't.)
Alas our Time with him was up and he was like, "What?! Really? I haven't even been here that long!" But we said it's fine and before he left I gave him a letter and a loom band(Warbler colours obviously) and he slipped it on and went round the table giving everyone hugs.
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I've been supporting Demi Lovato for seven years, and just last year on the 23rd of November, I finally got to meet her for the first time.<br /><br />The happiest day of my life began with me arriving at the venue, with my mom. When we arrived, my mom said she had to go to the toilets first, and admittedly I was a bit annoyed because I was just so excited to go and line up for the m&g. But little did I know that us going to the toilets first was a blessing in disguise, because when we went out, I heard Demi's soundcheck! She was singing "Let It Go", and at first I thought it was just a recording, until my mom pointed out that it was actually her singing live. So then, I started jumping around and fangirling until an employee kicked us out.<br /><br />Then we went and lined up for the m&g. We didn't have to wait that long; and soon I was checked in, given my merch (a poster, shirt & lanyard), and was waiting for the m&g to start. I was by myself at this time. But honestly, I didn't feel so alone, because I was surrounded by other Lovatics, and it was really nice seeing that there are other people as obsessed with Demi as I am.<br /><br />So then, we waited there for hours. But when we heard that Demi finally arrived, it became frantic -- everyone was trying to look through the other room to see her, and everyone was just so excited. One of the girls suggested that we sing for Demi, assuming that she could hear us. So we sang "Heart Attack" and "Really Don't Care", which I really enjoyed because I felt a special bond with these strangers, just cause of our mutual love for Demi.<br /><br />Then the cue started to move, and I was just about to burst from excitement at this point. I was shaking, and my hands were really cold and sweaty, and I literally felt like crying. Two other girls and I were then told to drop off our bags on a table, and wait outside this room covered with a curtain; and behind that curtain was Demi freakin' Lovato. And I saw her when the girl before me went in!<br /><br />The anxious feeling got worse at that moment -- I literally felt like I was gonna faint; like I was hyperventilating. But then this girl behind me told me to "Stay Strong", and it was really sweet and it made me a bit calmer.<br /><br />And then it was my turn! I was told to go in, and I half-walked half-ran to my role model. She looked so beautiful, and she gave me the sweetest smile, and said "Hi sweetie". I just completely forgot everything then and there; I was speechless, and all I managed to get out was a "Hi". Then she asked me "How are you?", and again I was pretty much braindead at that time so I just said "Good". <br /><br />But I was snapped out of my trance when the photographer asked us to smile for the picture. I remember her putting her arm around my waist, and so I put my arm around hers as well, and that was literally all I could focus on. I didn't even realise that she was proper hugging me until I saw my m&g picture a few days later!<br /><br />So after the picture was taken, I said "Thank you" to her, and I thought that was gonna be that, which made me feel a bit disappointed. But as I was walking away, she reached out her hand to me and was like "Nice to meet you". So I glanced back at her and reached for her hand as well; and I said "You too" with like a huge but nervous smile on my face. And that was it.. It was really only around 5 seconds that I was in there, but it was the best few seconds of my life. <br /><br />It wasn't until I was with my mom again that I cried my eyes out and just sobbed from mixed emotions. I definitely wasn't the only one though!<br /><br />I also tried giving a gift for Demi to the concierge, but they said they weren't accepting any, so I unfortunately didn't get to give my handmade crafts to her.<br /><br />Afterwards, we watched the concert, in which Demi performed flawlessly, of course!<br /><br />And that was basically what happened when I met my strong & beautiful idol, Demi Lovato.</div>
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<span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">I had entered a competition on the HMV website to meet Olly, and so did my friend Amber (she entered like 5 times haha!) and we had to wait and find out who the winners were.<br /><br />I was sat at home, watching tele and I got a notification, it was an email from HMV, saying that I had WON tickets to meet him at HMV in London, Oxford street! I called Amber straight away, and as soon as I had told her, she started crying! Straight away we started making the plans, of how we'd get from Doncaster to London, where we were gonna park and what we were gonna do for the day before we met him..<br /><br />Then finally came the day! <a href="https://www.blogger.com/null" target="_blank"><span style="color: #0072c6;">The 24th of November</span></a>! I woke up at half 6, excited and giddy! When we finally set off we didn't get to London till 1! We went shopping for a few hours before stand outside HMV at half 4! There were people who were there for the performance and the signing and people there just for the signing. I was there just for the signing but I honestly didn't mind! I was gonna meet Olly Murs!<br /><br />When we were finally inside and queuing to meet him, I saw him and just burst into tears! I was so excited! Me, Amber and a few other girls decided we were gonna sing to him, because his album was on! Olly couldn't help but stand and smile at us!<br /><br />Finally it was my turn to meet him, I was shaking because I was so nervous, but I didn't need to be, Olly is such a lovely guy, he gave me a hug and a kiss on the cheek then asked me if I were okay! He had to take the selfies because I couldn't! Haha! But those 30 seconds with him feel like forever! The drive from Doncaster to London was definitely worth it!</span><br /><br />@Natashamursxo</div>
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<span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"> We were going to go to the urban lights next but the parking lot was full and we decided to go to the grove first. Thank god for that choice because my whole day would've been different. We had only shopped for a little and my mom was hungry so we started walking to the farmers market walking behind her. </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">As were walking near the candy shop I had been looking up and I see someone who looked oddly familiar and then I heard his voice. My friend Jasmine and I just stopped dead in our tracks and both looked at eachother saying "is that Tyler Oakley?!" and I looked over at him again and my stomach literally dropped. I still remember the feeling. That's how I kind of knew it was him but we weren't sure and needed to know so we followed him a bit, quickly cut off by the crossing guards to let traffic through. I remember Jasmine and I were saying "keep your eye on him" "don't loose him" and finally when we were allowed to walk we ran. We couldn't just not. We were hyped up on adrenaline because we had a great gut feeling it was him. </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Luckily, he didn't slip into a store and we found him right away. Half way there it was official. It was Tyler Oakley. THE Tyler Oakley was walking a few feet in front of us. I was already shaking. I love tyler. I love him so much and I couldn't believe he was right in front of me. Once we were in Nordstroms behind him, Jasmine called his name and he turned around. He was with his two friends and they were all so very kind. He seemed so happy to meet us and Jasmine took her selfie with him and then I gave Jasmine my phone and I took a picture with him and hold him how much I love him and if I could get a hug. He's a great hugger. Jasmine hugged him too and we didn't wanna stick around too long because I think they were leaving and we didn't wanna bother them. He said it was great meeting us and that if we post the pictures tag him and he'll find us. We thanked him and his friends for their time and we exchanged goodbyes and 'have a good day'. </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Walking away was so Hard. We weren't even out the door of Nordstroms when I started crying. I had been shaking the entire time I met him and talked to him. Jasmine and I hugged and she laughed at me because I was crying but I had just met one of my favorite people. And in the best way. no other people around, one on one. It was an incredible experience and I will never forget it. </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">After calling my mom and telling her the news and that we didn't actually ditch her we posted the pics when we went to have lunch with her. </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">While having lunch we were telling my mom and just mind blown by the whole thing and my mom looks up and goes "oh hey there's tyler" and I laughed and said "mom don't play me like that" but I looked up in the direction and TYLER WAS WALKING BY AGAIN. Turns out she wasn't kidding. it was quite funny. He favorited our pictures on Twitter and liked my picture on Instagram. It was absolutely insane. Just because he liked the Picture I got so many likes and comments and they're still going on. At the moment I have over 2.5k likes and so many comments. It was so crazy.</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"> I still can't believe I met him and if you think you can't meet your fav. Don't ever give up because you might just meet them when you least expect it. Hope you liked my story of meeting tyler ((: </span></div>
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Ok so sometime in November Alfie posted tickets for his book signing in Birmingham. My friend and I couldn't get tickets as we were at school when they came out so we spent the whole day really depressed that we couldn't see him. I got home and saw I had around 10 Twitter notifications and a few texts. I looked to see what was going on and saw that my friend was freaking out saying she got us tickets to go and meet him.<br />
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<span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">I received a phone call from TaylorNation in September and a member from TaylorNation asked me if I was available the 26-28. I received a direct message through Twitter from TaylorNation, the day before the call took place, asking for general information about myself. So of course I told them I was available because I figured this must be important and then they told me that I was invited to a special, very secretive, event that would take place <a href="https://www.blogger.com/null" target="_blank"><span style="color: #0072c6;">on the 28</span></a><sup><a href="https://www.blogger.com/null" target="_blank"><span style="color: #0072c6; font-size: x-small;">th</span></a></sup><a href="https://www.blogger.com/null" target="_blank"><span style="color: #0072c6;"> of September</span></a> in Nashville. I thought this was so cool and had no idea what this event was about. Not once did they tell me I would be meeting Taylor, but I just knew based on this feeling I had. I had seen posts on twitter about fans getting invited to Taylor’s house in Los Angeles, California about a week earlier, so I figured this was the same thing but in her home in Nashville.</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"> On the 28<sup><span style="font-size: x-small;">th</span></sup>, I prepared for a six hour journey from North Carolina to Nashville to meet Taylor. When we arrived there was more people there than expected, later I found out 88 other fans were invited as well. After arriving I received a sun stamp on my hand as well as a green starred wristband with a number 2 on it. Then I was loaded onto a bus to wait. During the waiting period, a security guard came on the bus and told us that we were special and we weren’t crazy, that’s why we were here. He told us that we are going to someone’s home and how we needed to treat it with respect. After all the buses were full, we were off to go to another location which ended up to be the home of Taylor’s parents.</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Their house is beautiful, I wish I could tell you more about it but to respect their privacy, I won’t go into great detail on it. We were escorted into the backyard area where we all had to go through another security check point before going to the pool area outside. Yes, there was a pool, and yes it was beautiful. We were told to enjoy the refreshments while we waited to go inside. There was a whole assortment of food from pizza to teriyaki chicken on a stick to sushi. All of it was amazing. I was so nervous and excited that I barely finished all that was on my plate, I noticed almost everyone else was the same way. I met Tree Paine, Taylor's publicist, while we were eating and waiting to go inside. She was such a sweetheart and talked to us for quite a bit! Once everyone had a chance to eat, we were escorted inside the house where we were told to sit on the floor which were filled with pillows, cushions, and blankets. I figured it was a living room, but it was huge! All 89 of us and some of Taylor’s staff fit in this room. It was beautiful. Then her staff started passing out tissues to everyone which I thought was necessary, if my assumption was right. So after about 30 minutes of waiting and meeting new people, who later became some of the greatest friends I have, the one and only, Taylor appears in the entry way yelling, “Hey, Guys!” Everyone’s faces when from pure shock, to screaming, and then bursting into tears.</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">The tissue was very helpful for all of us, because we were complete and utter messes. She mentioned that we were in her parent’s living room where all the family functions like Christmases were held. Taylor also told us to turn and say hello to her parents who were sitting in two chairs at the back of the room. She then told us that we would be listening to the new album 1989 early. Then we started screaming again. Taylor explained to us that first, we can’t talk about the songs until the album comes out. Second, that what happens at the secret sessions, stays in the secret sessions. So I will have to jump to the end of the 1989 secret sessions but before I do, I will say that during the intermission, she brought out cookies that she baked on a serving tray. Told us to get whatever we wanted. The cookies were amazing. Also she let her cat, Olivia Benson, come out to visit, and we got to pet her. Unfortunately she couldn’t get Meredith Gray, her other cat, out from underneath the bed. So we listened to the rest of the album after the intermission, and at the end she played “Shake It Off”, which is a song already released, and we had a dance party with Taylor in the middle of the living room.</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Once the dance party ended, we were escorted outside where we had to wait till the number on our wristband was called. Number 1 was called first and everyone with that number went to the door to go back inside. By this time, I figured we were going in by groups. Then the twos were called to the door, and we were told to wait at the door until someone told us to go inside. After what seemed like a lifetime, group 2 was told to go inside. Taylor’s Mom, Andrea, was coming through the door as we were going in and told us all hello. She then started talking to us and that she was going to another part of the house to let her dogs out for a bit. Once inside, Taylor’s Dad, Scott, talked to us all and asked where we were from. He then told us that Taylor was excited to meet us and that she had baked for two days straight. We all told him thanks for letting us in their home and then he left to go outside too.</span></div>
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<span id="ecxyui_3_16_0_1_1420417477437_2318" style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">We waited for the rest of group one to finish and then we stood in a line in the living room waiting to meet Taylor. I couldn’t believe it. I was standing in line waiting to meet her and I couldn’t believe she was right there in front of me. After all this time of trying so hard to meet her, it was finally happening. Before too long, it was my turn to meet her. I immediately told her I loved her and thanked her for inviting me, and that I didn’t know what I did to deserve it. She said she loved me too and thanked me for coming. I started crying when I tried to thank her for songs that meant so much to me, and I apologized for crying. She said, “Awww, Baby. It’s okay! Don’t apologize.” She smiled at me and her team, who were about to take my picture, told me to calm down so I wouldn’t look red in my picture. They were so sweet. So I calmed down enough to take my picture with her and she asked me what pose I wanted to do. I asked if I could do a hugging picture with her while holding a Grammy, I mean it’s a Grammy, when will I ever hold another one again? She said of course and told me I was cute and that she wanted to do a squeeze hugging picture. After the picture was taken, I told her I thought I was never going to meet her and thanked her again. She hugged me and told me she loved me. Then we said our goodbyes and as I was leaving she told me to make sure I didn’t shake my Polaroid and it will take a while for our picture to show up.</span></div>
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<span id="ecxyui_3_16_0_1_1420417477437_2320" style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Then I was escorted back to the backyard and then was handed a bag full of merchandise which included a key chain that had 1989 Secret Sessions Nashville, TN engraved on the back. I was told that only the people at this event received these key chains. I was then escorted back to the bus where I waited until the bus was full before it departed. We had spent about 6-7 hours with her. It was the best day ever, and all my dedication was worth it.</span></div>
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So we waited a few hours, checking his Twitter and all that, his manager or something like that came and told us all to line up, he said "One selfie per-person, no autographs!" He was moody. When we all lined up, I think I was possibly the most excitable person there. Obviously not. When Olly came out, a girl fainted... Literally fainted. On the ground. Fainted face first, onto the pavement. It was hilarious! I felt sorry for Olly, he was just like, what just happened? Is she alive? </div>
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I was quite close to the front, so I got there quite quickly. Once the girl left in front of me I like attacked him. He laughed at me and said "Hi sweetheart, how are you?" My heart literally melted in my chest and THEN he goes and kisses my cheek! I seriously have no idea how I didn't freaking faint at that point! He takes my phone, takes the picture and kisses my cheek AGAIN. </div>
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It was mid April 2013, I was just looking through Twitter and saw that Selena Gomez (the most amazing person in the whole world) had released some dates for her World tour: ‘Stars Dance’. The meet and greet tickets were coming out in a couple of days time so I went and asked my Mum if she’d get me them (as she had promised me for such a long time) and she said yes! The day of ticket release came and I went to school nervous but excited. I went just after 10am and I got a text from my Mum: ‘:-)’…this made me smile and I told my friend who was sitting next to me straight away. I couldn't stop smiling from this day onwards. </div>
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I started a countdown on my phone until the day arrived. The day I met Selena was 7th September 2013—it was the best day of my life so far! I put so much effort in the days before making a scrapbook that was full of messages from me and other fans. The book opened up about why Selena is my idol. On the way down to London, we played a variety of songs from Selena’s 4 albums. We got there about 2pm, checked into our hotel and then made our way to the Hammersmith apollo. We joined the meet and greet queue and had to wait about 2 hours until it was time to meet her. </div>
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I got a VIP wrist band which I thought was really exciting and it actually made me feel that I was about to meet the most amazing person in the entire world! We all went inside and a member of Selena’s crew read out some guidelines and rules: ‘no bags, no phones, no pictures of your own, she won’t sign anything etc’…even though this was slightly disappointing, i was still excited. </div>
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I turned the corner and there she was. It was so surreal but she looking so angelic, amazing and beautiful. I gave her a hug, she said Hi. I then gave her my scrapbook and she said ‘did you make this?’ and I said yet and she said ‘thank you’—she opened up one of the pages and read it for a few seconds. She then turned, said thanks again and passed it to her cousin. We then posed for a photo, she hugged me and then said bye. </div>
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Even though I was only with Selena for a minute or so, it was the best minute or so of my life! I couldn't stop smiling…my Mum posted a status on Facebook saying ‘this is the happiest I’ve ever seen my boy’. It really was! Afterwards, we went and took our seats (5th row from front) for the show. The show was great and Selena was as fantastic as ever.</div>
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<span style="color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.701961);">It was 24th October 2014 and as usual I checked Olly Murs Twitter (what I do everyday) and I saw that he had tweeted announcing that he would be doing a Radio Tour during the following week. Also in the tweet he said which towns and cities he would be visiting but he didn't state what days or what times either. None the less, I was still excited and thrilled to read that Olly was going to be coming to Lincoln (which is about an hours drive away from where I live). As soon as I knew he was coming I knew I had to go and try to meet him because I am an avid fan of his and have been for the last 5 years. He is my world! <img alt="Heavy black heart" class="Emoji$02764$AC5 RenderedEmoji" src="https://a.gfx.ms/emoji_02764.png" title="Heavy black heart" />️ So I ran and told my Mum that he was coming and she said she would take me to see him as long as it wasn't on Monday as she had work all day. Then came </span><a href="https://www.blogger.com/null" target="_blank"><span style="color: #0072c6;">Sunday night at around 8pm</span></a><span style="color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.701961);"> when Olly tweeted where he'd be going on his radio tour on Monday and amongst the list was 'Lincoln!!!' Of all the days!!! I was so disappointed but I really really really wanted to go!!!! I told my Mum and she said there was no way she could get me there and my Dad had plans for that day too which meant he was unable to take me so I thought there would be no way I was going to be able to go! 😕 </span></div>
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I went to the prismatic world tour on July 9 at Madison Square Garden in New York City. My mother had booked a hotel so she gave me permission to stay after the concert and wait for Katy. The day of the concert I got there at noon with my two best friends. We were there pretty early so we asked around and tried to figure out where Katy would be after the show. Finally we ran into security guards and we begged them. We were crying so they felt bad and they told us where Katy's car would be coming out of. We kept that information in our minds and we went to go see the amazing show. It was the best show of my life. After it was over me and my two friends ran to that spot that the security guards told us to be at. There were only three other teenagers there waiting too. All the other Katycats were crowded at another gate but I had a feeling that me and my 2 friends were at the right gate. (Which we were) After waiting an hour my two friends had to catch the train and leave. Their moms had given up hope that we would meet her. So I was there with the three other teenagers and my mom. Finally the security guard comes up to us and tells us to be calm. I start hysterically crying and trying to take out my camera I don't know what to do. I have a big sign that says MUST MEET KATY! So I hold it up while the car is pulling out. Then we see the black car pull out of the small gate and I knew it was her. She rolled down the window and I saw her perfect face. I stood there crying so hard while everyone else got their picture. Finally it was my turn everyone pushed me up to the car. She hugged me and kissed me on the cheek and told me to breathe. We took a picture then I pulled out my phone and we took a selfie. I told her I love you and she said the same. Tears were dropping in puddles on the floor I was hysterical. Katy said her goodbyes and rolled her window up. When her car pulled out into the street me in the three other teenagers were screaming at the top of our lungs. That caused other KatyCats to come running. We told them what had just happened and they were in shock. Finally me and my mom walked back to our hotel in New York City. I cried all the way back home. It was the best night of my life I got to meet my idol.</div>
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Basically he was doing a book signing for his book right by where i lived but i couldn't get tickets but a couple of nights before my friend texts me telling me she got us tickets to see alfie, so it was the 16th of november and we got to the place it was at 12pm and waited in a line for 5 hours once we got to the front they gave us a new book so i had two when we got inside we had to wait in another line for about 10 minutes I met alfie you gave him your book and got to take a picture with him and talk to him for about a minute cause the amount of ppl</div>
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<span style="color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.701961);">It was one of my best days of my life in fact so good I saw demi lovato like 2 times in the one year, started away back early 2014 I said to my sisters Demi's coming to London wonna go we got ticket thankfully so grateful for that as a lot of people didn't get them, the time came we left Glasgow </span><a href="https://www.blogger.com/null" target="_blank"><span style="color: #0072c6;">on the 30th of June</span></a><span style="color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.701961);"> got to London on the 1st she was playing in Koko that night, wee got to Koko about half </span><a href="https://www.blogger.com/null" target="_blank"><span style="color: #0072c6;">9am sat</span></a><span style="color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.701961);"> there all day waiting for demi to turn up, she came around about </span><a href="https://www.blogger.com/null" target="_blank"><span style="color: #0072c6;">3pm</span></a><span style="color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.701961);"> where we where standing wee got to see her by the time we got over the fences she was almost in the building she waves and blow kisses to everyone, at that point I was so start struck my sister said I got the two of you's in the picture made my day I had my 1st real demi lovato picture with me in the back ground lol any way that night got even better demi had to go and do the surf the crowd demi lovato style she was amazing glad I had the chances to see her in London in concert, came home few weeks went by got a email saying she's coming back to uk in November at some time,my heart was going crazy so that was me on the hunt trying to find out about tickets then they came out saying she was coming to my town Glasgow I was over the moon I had to get tickets, she was doing m&G every where else so I said to my sisters wee have to get these tickets could be the only chance so again we where very lucky to get the concert tickets for demi again, m&g tickets where like 210pound really I didn't care about the prices I had to meet her again but this time be right beside her..anyways that day came 22nd of November 2014 me and my sister got to the venue about back of 3 waited till the doors opened went in and Demi's makeup artists was the one that was taking the names and giving us the bags with a demi T-shirt poster and also a demi world tour bag and some card thing that went around ur neck.so we al stud waiting to meet demi Al talking to other fans. Again Demi's makeup artist came out saying we where going to see here very soon but because demi was doing hospital visits the next day wee couldn't cuddle her a few people where upset I wasn't bothered I just wonted to say something like hi to her, the time came we had to leave the bags on table stand in a line till they said ur next u went in behind the curtain she was standing here,she real my sister said to her, I said to her hi how's it going she smiled and said good thanks took the picture and shouted As I had to leave Iove you, it was all over in 3 minutes but it was the best 3 minutes of my life I now no she is very much real and I am so grateful I got the chances to meet her in my own town, her concert was amazing just as good as the 1st one back in July wish she was on longer tho ,roll on 2015 because she said she's coming back very soon, thanks for reading this guy ... <img alt="Victory hand" class="Emoji$0270C$ACE RenderedEmoji" src="https://a.gfx.ms/emoji_0270C.png" title="Victory hand" />️<img alt="Grinning face with smiling eyes" class="Emoji$1F601$AD0 RenderedEmoji" src="https://a.gfx.ms/emoji_1F601.png" title="Grinning face with smiling eyes" /></span></div>
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So mum and I found our way from Richmond train station at 9 o'clock to the radio stations building, and saw all these obvious</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; line-height: 21px;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; line-height: 21px;"><a href="http://search.twitter.com/search?q=%23TWFanmily" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; font: inherit; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">#TWFanmily</a></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; line-height: 21px;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; line-height: 21px;">members sitting under shelter near the entrance to the building. I sit down with 3 girls (Emily, Maddie and Imogen)and they tell me how they have been there since 3 am this morning! DEDICATION!!! Anyway, I wait for about an hour and one of my Twitter friends, Claudia showed up! It was so awesome to meet her again! We sat for about an hour in the cold! D: Everytime a car would drive past, Claudia and I would look and sometimes stand up. At about 10:30, everyone was starting to lose hope. The terms and conditions of the compeitition had said that the gig would start at 10:30! Claudia and I saw this white car start to pull into the drive way waiting for the boom gate to open. Only us two saw this! We stood up and went outside the shelter and noticed that this white car had two big black four wheeled drives following it! The windows were completly black and you couldn't see through them. We stood there for a good 2 minutes trying to look through these tinted windows but they were just so black! Impossible to see through! I was looking at the first black car for a while when suddenly a hand waved at me! Confused, Claudia and I waved back! I think It was Big Kev, The Wanted's security guy!!! Finally the white car got through the boom gateand drived through to the carpark. I'm pretty sure I shouted "THEY'RE HERE!". And Claudia and I ran to the carpark and saw the car and everyone screaming. Nathan had opened the door and was waving! Tbh the first few things I thought when I saw him were 1. He's so white! 2. He's skin is so clear! 3. OMG HE'S REAL! He hopped out of the car along with the other boys and was still waving. He looked shocked to be honest. hahaha. Then I yelled out "HELLO NATHAN!". He looked around, and look at me and said "Hello!" I was so happy so once all the boys got out of the car they had to walk up a ramp into the building. Claudia and I (The smarties we are!) were standing at the edge of that ramp. I saw Tom walking up the ramp when he turned his head, saw me, and literally leaned over the give me a hug! I reached back and he gave me a hug for like a second kiss on the cheek! Then he did the same with Claudia!! It was so amazing! We were the first girls to get hugs/kisses off them today! Everyone was really happy for us too! Claudia and i literally started screaming and crying and we hugged eachother! It was so amazing! Then the drivers had to park the cars so we had to move. Then everyone started moving into the building. We followed them and we all sat in the lobby on the floor. There was around 30 o 40 of us by the way. So we're waiting when this girl, sitting near a broken elevater says "I think I can hear CTS coming through this elevator!" I walked over with Claudia and I could hear a guitar playing! Then I said "Oh my god! I can actually hear a guitar playing!" Of course everyone ran over and tried to listen. We all piled into the broken elevater but then all we could hear was creepy elevater music! "-.- So we're sitting down for about half and hour when this angry short dude wearing a scarf comes down and says "BE QUIET! WE HAVE BUSINESSES AND THEY'RE TRYING TO WORK! IF YOU DONT BE QUIET WE'LL KICK YOU OUT INTO THE RAIN!" "-.- After a full hour and a half of waiting the elevater starts to move. Competition winners are coming down. Then papaperazzi. Then a really familer group of people came down. The room when silent then someone yelled "BRIAN!" It was The Wanted's hair stylist! He looked quite scared actually! Then the angry scarf guy comes out and says "Everybody stand back! The guys are abaout to come down. Let them come to you and don't jump all over them. They will come to you!" Then the elevater started to open and out popped Big Kev! The boys followed and they spread arounf the little half circle we had made!! Max the closest to me and when he go to me I said "Hi Max!" and he said "Hi!" I said "Here you go". He said "What's this?!" I said "It's a Kookaburra!" He said "Aww wicked! Thats awesome!" He was much quiter than i expected. I really expected him to be crazy and jumping around everywhere like Tom was! haha! His accent wasn't as thick as at sounds in the flips. Then we got a picture! Some guy from the Herald Sun was there and took a picture of us two together! But mum as taking one at the same two. So unfortunantly Max was looking at the Photographer and I was looking at mum so my picture didnt turn out well :( Then after a bit I saw Nathan getting close! He was so much taller than I had expected! He was holding a coke can so I was like "Everybody get coke....CA COLA!" :3 Then he got closer to me and I said "Hi Nathan!" And he said "Hello!" He gave me the best hug and asked me "How have you been?" I was like "Good!" It was the longest and best hug I have ever had. He like held me forever and he was stroking my arm and he smelt so good :') haha! Then he finally let go and I handed him a stuffed koala! He said "Whats this?!" And I said "A koala!" He was like "Aww cute! Thanx so much!" And i think he gave me another hug. (Sorry can't remember. It was such a blur!) Then my mum was like "Can I have a hug off Nathan?" and he's like "Aww come here!" and he gave her a hug and mum said "Have a great time in Australia/" and he said "Aww thank you. Thank you very much." Then mum pointed to me and said "This is my little girl!" (How embarresing)and he said "Hey?" and she repeated myself. Then he said "Aww Bless her! She's so cute!" ASDFGHJKL;;''DLL;KNYEDF Then he said (I guess referring to Melbourne) "Its really good. It's so nice! I wish it was a bit hotter!" Then he got a hug with Claudia then BOOM Siva appeared! I was like OMG SIVA'S CHEECKBONES HOLY CRAP! He finally got to me after getting pictures with all the other girls. I said "Hi Siva!" and he said "Hello!" and he gave me a hug! Then said to Claudia "Do you want a hug?" and shes like "SURE!" Then he said to mum,"Come here darling" and gave her a hug! Mum said he kissed her on the neck! Then I handed him the NOW FAMOUS toy platypus! and I'm like Platypus! and then he said "Thank you so much!" Then we got a picture and he walked away. Then I realized I hadn't had my hoodie signed by anyone yet! I ran to Siva and I said "Siva! Could you please do me a favour and sign my jumper?" and he's like "Yea sure!" HE SIGNED MY JACKET! OMG! And we made eye contact while I asked him :') Then I was like, AHHH CRAP! JAY! So I bolt to Jay on the other side of the room and I was fangirling. :3 Then the angry guy with a scarf, is like "GOTTA GO GUYS! SORRY GUYS!" And everyone was like awww nooo! Even though the angry scarf guy said that the boys continued to hug and meet fans! The angry scarf dude said it again while Jay was hugging another girl and I think he could tell I looked so dissapointed. :( We made eye-contact through the girl he was hugging at the time's hair and once he let go of her, I quickly gave him the toy emu I had for him and he said "Awww! Come here!" adn he pulled me in a gave me a huge hug and a kiss on the check!! :') Then he said "Do you want a picture?" and I'm like "YES!" So we got a picture and then he left :( I didn't get to see them leave but I did yell bye. Hot hits had another competition was to go on a shopping spree with TW at a massive shopping centre called Melbourne Centeral. So mum, Claudia and I caught the tram and the train and found Emily, Maddie and Imogene and followed them around until we got to "The corner". The terms and conditions of this prize said that TW would arrive at 1:30 but they were an hour late! haha. There were us 5 girls sitting on these seats for an hour meeting the boys and when we saw everyone running, we chased after them to see that The Wanted were in a shop. They were picking up tops and showing them to the girl who won the comp. Jay put a hat on Max while he was talking to one of the shop guys ahha. Then they moved to another shop. Nobody was allowed in these shops while they were there. Claudia and I later moved down and waited. TW walked down near us and I was baout 5 metres from Max and I shouted out "Hello Max!" and he looked at me and said "Hello!" He waved and then winked! I WAS LIKE AJDURGFBNF. They walked into a sports shop and Jay picked up this red shoe. Then I stood on my tip toes, as I was at the back of the crowd and pointed my ipod at the store to take a video. I could see Max. We made eye contact again and he pointed at me like I was in trouble! hahaha!! The Claudia and I went down the escultor, which takes you outside. We found a black car like the one they arrived in at the radio station. Then we saw them come down and walk to the car. Max shut the door and then he opened it again! Max pulled this little girl from the crowd into the car and her dad got a picture :') It was so cute! Then they shut the door again and left! We all shouted goodbye and it was amazing! Once they left, Claudia and I went back to the shops they were in and took pictures with the clothes they touched! :') We even looked in the mirror Tom looked in :3 When i finally got home at 6pm I checkeed Twitter and Siva had tweeted the Platypus I gave him!!!! AND MY NAME WAS TRENDING IN AUSTRALIA!! AHH! It was the best day of my life!! If you are reading this... you obviously like reading. I think I go into depth too much........hahaha......awkward.....this has been a long twit longer....that must make it a twitlongerererer.....Today was perfect! I couldnt of asked for anything better! Bye</span></span></div>
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