i am a wuss.

one of my biggest pet peeves is when shows are cancelled. another pet peeve is when i wuss out. both of these things happened in one night in the not too distant past.
i already knew that swimming with dolphins had dropped off the abandon kansas show but i was determined to make it a fabulous night because abandon kansas is kind of fabulous, even if austin tofte wasn't going to serenade me.
so a group of us piled into some cars, went to buffalo wild wings, i got a call from one of my besties (it's worth mentioning because i really hate talking on the phone but i heart this boy so it was worth chatting for a few), ate some delicious fried cheese (aka mozerella sticks), and then scooted on over to the show.
we arrived near the end of the first act. they weren't that good. i think the second act was okay but to be perfectly honest i completely lost interest in the show because who should walk in but love-of-my-life-austin. i grabbed my roommate's arm so hard that i think i hurt her, she literally said, "ouch!" i was distracted the entire show. an inner war raged within me, do i talk to him and reveal myself as the girl who sent him a facebook message after seeing him on the street or do i let him walk out of my life forever?
i wussed out. didn't talk to him. never made eye contact. he left. now we'll never get married.
have i ever mentioned that i'm a bit of a drama queen?
xo
ps. abandon kansas killed it.