Apr 19, 2007 09:03
I don't really like large volumes of people all around me. I'm not really claustrophobic, I'm just antisocial. And I'm not that big of a fan of really loud noises. Or screaming women. In short, I tend not to enjoy rock concerts. Despite this, I did go to see Tokio Hotel in Prague when their tour started. That was what? Forever and a day ago it feels like. And surprisingly enough, I actually enjoyed myself. No, I did not like how many people there were (There were so many people) and I did not like how loud they were (Even when I brought earplugs, they just don't really work when you've got several thousand people screaming at the top of their lungs). But the concert itself was amazing. I even bought a hat. Because, well, I couldn't listen to girls screaming the whole way through and had to take a break. Really, though, energy wise it was just insane. Insane. I don't know if this is because I normally don't go to concerts or just because people really, really liked Tokio Hotel, but the noise level was practically tangible and the energy was just blasting off the stage in waves. It was cool to see Bill up on stage, and cool to know that everyone was screaming for him and I was going to have the luxury of talking to him in person later. Sort of surreal. They sang Rette Mich, which is my favorite song of theirs, and I couldn't quite keep up with all of the new material because I hadn't bought the new album yet (I really must rectify this), but the songs sounded amazing. And of course having Bill on stage being rockstar was probably the best part of all.
I met up with him afterwards and I'm dying to spill everything I learned but that's really his place to divulge and not mine, so suffice to say we mixed juice and I heard a great story and doubled my congratulations. And I hope he tells the rest of everyone so I don't sound silly when I go "Awww".
After Prague I went to New Zealand to see Karl, which I think I'm doing again in a few days, I hope. I got to meet Jacob, and see him smile and hear him laugh and watch Karl be just the amazing father I know he is. I don't think that I could handle the situation he's been placed in, but I showed up and despite the typical hecticness that's going to arrive from a brand new two year old, he seemed to be doing a good job. His sanity obviously trumps mine entirely. Hunter was still my Jedi Padawan, only he once again betrayed me to the tickle monster, so I think we might have to go through training again. And Jacob looks to be shaping up to have a pretty nice connection to the force, too, which made playtime extra fun. I wish I could have stayed their longer, I only wound up getting about 48 extremely jetlagged hours in New Zealand before I had to go back to the states. Marc's grandmother's not in the best condition right now, but after a few days of waiting that had us both at our wits' end, we decided the best thing to do was go back to Tokyo since I had to work.
We had a pretty enormous fight, our biggest one in some ways, even though others had been much uglier. This one though forced us both into a place where we had to think. We did a lot of introspection into what we both needed and wanted in a relationship, and what things we didn't need or didn't want. It turns out that for the most part we both wanted the same things. We wanted Aaralyn to be happy. We wanted to be able to trust one another. We wanted to love and be loved. And that sort of snapped things back into place, reminded us that despite the fact that we sometimes miscommunicate, the thing that we want most is just to love and be loved, to be happy and trustworthy. We straightened out some of the kinks that had been straining our relationship, and I know we're in a better place now. We've redone some of the foundation and the solidity that that brings is a blessing.
I'm finally finished filming Jumper. I don't care what anyone else says. Wake me up for the sequel. We finished this morning and I am so done in everyway. I am going to kick back, relax, and enjoy turning 26 with my family.