let me just fill you in on my life; - got caught with drugs 2x in 3 days so my parents took everything but i was like dont take my gaga tickets and they were like fine - they ended up changing their minds and sold them a week before the show on craigslist -i was devastated and fell into a depression and couldnt sleep regularly for a couple days -i had finally accepted that i wasnt gonna see gaga on like thursday so i put it out of my mind and began to feel better and go on about my life, but the show was still creeping up on me so it was kinda difficult to put it too far out of my mind (the show was on sat. July 19) fast forward to friday night, i couldnt sleep because i was thinking about gaga, haha "hm i wonder how much a GA ticket cost" "oh $130? i wonder if [my friend] Cookie would lend me the money?" so i messaged cookie at like 3am, 200 times and without even getting a response from her i had already made up my mind about going i prayed to God so hard for this all to work out so when my mom left for work around 5:30am, i got up, stole my phone, packed my shit, got dressed, left a note and snuck out i ran so fast away from home and i thought, if this wasnt meant to be, dad wouldve woken up by now, he wouldve heard the creak of the door, he wouldve heard me run across the rocks, finally cookie calls me back and i start crying tears of pure fucking happiness cause she said she would lend me the money! so i tell the craigslist guy that i’m down for sure, and everything is perfect so i get on a bus, get my ass to cookies house and wait for her to come pick me up. about an hour or two later she picks me up, and drives me to the MGM Grand, where i wait about an hour for this guy to meet up with me. at this point, my dad has called me and i told him the truth because thats what they told me to do from now on, and he puts it into my head that what if this guy stabs me and steals my money basically, because im alone meeting this guy and his friend, ad what if the ticket is fake and blah blah blah so i call the guy and he sound really nice, and he’s like actually wondering where i could print this ticket for you, and i was like “hey lemme ask the box office” and so with the credit card used at the time of purchase and an ID, he could absolutely print it for my at the box office and itll all be legit! so i end up meeting him and his friend and i tell them about my morning which im so glad i did because someone came up and offered them $70 more than i could, but they picked me! so it was still like 10am, so i had a lot of waiting to do, but i met a lot of monsters and i met so many new friends that made the time go by so much quicker and i met gaga’s hobo and the creators of Radio Artpop and when it was closer to showtime, someone had a beats pill stereo and was playing gaga songs and this one guy was dancing so i joined in and danced my heart out to like 5-7 gaga songs and did all the choreo i could remember and a lot of people recorded us so if you see me, link me so fast forward to 5pm, they started letting us line up and i was fortunate enough to be 120 out of about 200 of the first GA tickets they were gonna let in, but that was a big ol’ mess because they didnt even put us in numerical order and then they tried to do so later, like wtf, they made no sense the show started about a half hour early and CRAYON POP KILLED IT I LOVE THEM, IM A CRAYON POP STAN Lady Starlight was just as i expected and i literally started dozing off because i hadnt slept the night before, remember AND THEN FINALLY THE QUEEN ARRIVED AND BLESSED ME WITH HER PRESENCE AND I CRIED AND DANCED LIKE I NEVER HAD BEFORE, AND IT WAS THE BEST NIGHT OF MY LIFE, I ALMOST TOUCHED HER HAND AND WE MADE EYE CONTACT DURING SWINE I SWEAR after the show my new friends and i tried to go wait for her, but in vegas its very hard because this city is accommodated for celebrities to stay hidden and such and then my dad had come to pick me up so i had to leave (but i just found out that gaga didnt come til like 3 hours later so there was no way i couldve kept my dad waiting cause hwas already done with my shit) so i get in the car, give him my phone and he says, “you have 2 options: you can either come one the road with me [my dad’s a truck driver] or find somewhere else to stay because you’re not welcome in my house.” so i chose to go on the road with him, and i just got back a couple hours ago, so i;m home. they’re gonna send me to Bolivia to live with my aunt for a couple weeks to “clear my head and build a better structure” blah blah blah but i do not regret a thing, because that day/night was the purest of happiness i’ve felt in the longest time and i thank gaga for that and now i have the greatest story to tell my grand kids