OK, so it was my first time to watch a concert in Japan -- something that I've always dreamed of but never came true until March 14, 2012. Osaka-jo Hall will always be a memorable place for me.
The whole trip was a miracle since it wasn't actually planned in the first place. I heard about the concert, saw the schedule, checked the plane tickets fare and everything matched! Though the whole process in getting the concert ticket itself was long... and turned out to be more expensive than the plane fare; in the end I got it anyway.
But the biggest miracle would be a meeting with someone - or should I say, two people that made still smile in awe even now. Nah, I didn't meet TVXQ though that would be another miracle for me if it ever happens LOL
So my friend and I were queuing to get inside the Hall... Everyone was speaking Japanese, we were talking in our mother tongue when suddenly 2 girls were lining up right behind us. The moment we heard them speaking English, we started a conversation and just like me they're also Arashi fans and they're from the Philippines. They're luckier though since they've been to their concert while I'm still dreaming of ever get to watch one.
In the middle of our lively conversation regarding our "dream boys", we were taking pictures of ourselves in the queue as well (Girls! What do you expect? :D) Then of course, when it came to keeping in touch, we're following each other through twitter. Then one girl mentioned his twitter name. I was like: 'Huh?? Why's the name so familiar?' I kept trying to remember throughout the concert till finally I realize that someone with the same name left comments in my fanfics.
Just before the concert ended (and they left for Tokyo to see Arashi lights at Tokyo Tower the next day) I asked her if she had an account with the same name at the social network where I post my fanfics. She said yes and asked me why I asked?
I shyly told her: "I think you left some comments in my stories." She asked me again: "What's the title of your story?" It took her two seconds after I mentioned the titles before she screamed and jumped me for a hug! Then the other girl was like: "What?? What??" Then she was told about my identity (I'm trying to make myself sound mysterious here *grin*) and again she jumped me. Apparently the other girl also urged her to read my stories though she never left a comment.
Don't you think that it's a miracle indeed? There were around 10.000 people in the arena, a couple of hundreds in the standing area, and two people from another country who happened to read my stories were standing right behind me... and we got to watch the concert together, screamed together, sang together and waved our lightsticks together! For me, yes, it's a miracle. I'm glad I got to see the faces of people who read my stories and care enough to leave comments. More than the concert, the miracle encounter brought me another happiness that encouraged me to keep writing -- which reminds me that I haven't posted anything for the past 3 months :D
Lastly, since we couldn't take any pictures inside the concert hall, I took a picture outside with the giant banner of the boys. Lovely, isn't it :)
