You know guys, it’s crazy. Today it’s 2 years since my first Tokio Hotel concert, in Grugahalle, Essen. It was with a lot of mixed feelings, but most of all – happiness. (You have to click on the upcoming pictures, to make them bigger, btw!)

We arrived late friday night, to get in line. There were already lots of people lining up, they had been sleeping there like, almost 14 days before. First when we arrived, we were walking around to check the place out. People had been kicked away from the venue, so they had to sleep a little further away from it. We camped under a bridge, actually, because it was raining. We talked to some other people, mostly Germans at that moment. Some of them were drunk, because they had to keep themselves warm. It was seriously FUCKING cold, I tell you! Luckily Linda had her car, so I got some sleep in it.

Saturday evening, they put fence up outside the venue, so we all got in a big line, to get to the fence. We got there and got pretty much ahead, actually. We had found some plastic, which we put over the fence, so we had actually made a little “tent” to be in, because it was raining. Canni and I fell asleep in it, and the other girls went to check out the hotel we thought TH was at.

We actually had pretty much fun during being in line, it was nice, even though we couldn’t even get a shower or something, for all those days. It’s fun to meet new people, and try to live another way in a couple of days. Myself, I didn’t get that much to eat though, ’cause I was SO nervous, you have NO clue.

When Sunday came, we came closer to the door. Actually, we were like 4 m in line, ’till the entrance, and it was pretty nice. We heard them rehearse 1000 Meere through the walls, haha 😀 When we came in, it was quite crazy – but we got on 2nd row, right in front of the podium. I had some trouble with my breathing though, because I never got to take off all of my warm clothes. We waited for an hour, had some trouble with some stupid bitches wanting to go front row, when they had only been in line for like half an hour. They were pushing and hitting us. Idiots.

Anyway, when the concert started and I saw Bill on the podium RIGHT in front of me, my first thought was “Damn, that boy is taaall!” Hahahah! Else, it was so amazing. I cried, lots of times actually, just because it was so unreal to finally see the boys you’ve been wanting to see for over 1½ year (I started to be fan in June 2006). It was just so fantastic. Amazing concert. I remember being pushed a little back to one of my other friends Nina, and I stood up against her shoulder, crying. Suddenly Linda turned around and told us Ich bin nicht ich was about to get played. Ich bin nicht ich was the song which made me a fan, and I really rocked out to that song, still crying. So amazing. One of the cutest moments was definitely Bill getting one of those glowsticks in his hair. Just precious moment. Damn he was cute.

We got out when the concert finished, and quickly into the car, where we were going to the hotel. I fell out of the car actually, and I burst into tears, and all the girls ran to me like “OMG, are you okay?!” and I started laughing a little, just saying “Yeah, I’m just so happy”.  Guys, it was amazing. One of the best times in my life, definitely.

We went to Hamburg the day after to shop a little (I bought the white tazuma belt Bill has) and then to the airpoirt, where we waited for the guys to arrive – they just didn’t, haha.

Of course there’s lots of details missing here, but the story would be really really long if I had to tell you everything.

  

  

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