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So last night I went to see Janelle Monae's concert for Jazz Fest. It was so awesome! We were dancing and screaming and we hung out after and got to meet the band! They thought we were, like, nineteen and invited us for drinks, which we made an excuse for.

We met Kellindo, who was seriously awesome. He totally had a thing for California, who I went to the concert with. There was George 2.0, who had a thing for this girl we met there. And there was Andrew, who gave the most amazing hugs! He reminded me of Rain, in a way. Startling blue eyes and all that.

Now, if I were nineteen and single, I totally would've gone to the bar with them. The girls we met were going to treat us and it was really exciting and the band said they'd give us a ride to the bar and everything. But I made some excuse about work in the morning and California and I took our leave once they were gone. It was really awesome.

Kellindo added me on FaceBook, too, which was sick, and he messaged California saying it was a pleasure meeting her and he looked forward to hanging out with her. Soon. "Near future," if I recall correctly. So exciting.

So that was my brush with the famous. They told me to keep pursuing what I love, which is music and acting, and I can't help but wonder if I could make it big as a singer if I tried. I hope I could. But I can't write songs (at least, I can't write good ones) and I don't like the idea of some songwriter using me as their new face.

'Till next time.