Bruno & Fangirling

A couple of years ago I promised myself that I would never ever EVER turn into a crazy fangirl. That worked out really well. Not. I used to be very irritated by fangirls and look at me now. Even though I must say that I’m not as crazy and obsessed as some of the really annoying Beliebers out there (sorry). But then Bruno came around and kind of ruined it all. And once you become a fangirl, there is no way getting around it. Whenever I’m bored I just think about what it will be like to meet Bruno and stuff like that. I really REALLY want him to know how he changed my life so I just HAVE to meet him, one way or the other. Thanks to him I met some really amazing people and I want him to know what he and his music did for me. But if I ever meet him it’ll probably be really different than what I think it’ll be. I’d be nervous as hell and probably say some stupid shit like ‘Wow. Your nose looks really good today’. Awks. Okay, back to fangirling;

It pretty much all starts when I wake up. The first thing I do is check Bruno’s twitter to see if he dared to tweet while I was asleep, he usually did thanks to those amazing timezones. His tweets are hilarious compared to the tweets of other artists, so it happened on more than one occasion that I found myself laughing out loud at 7am. Can’t get a better start of your day. But seriously, his tweets are the best out there. They vary from ‘Boobs :)’, ‘Frikikikiki’ and ‘Me in front of a toilet’ to ‘I’m so mad I just threw my car over the mountains’ and  ‘Maybe I’m overreacting just a little.. imma go try and find my car now’. You might think those tweets are weird but.. nope, they are awesome. No discussion. Sometimes it happens that I wake up to see he did a Q&A and that’s when I feel like throwing my parents car over the mountains (there are no mountains in this country so imagine how far I’d have to throw then).

At uni or work no one understands my fangirling so I have to make up for the lost hours when I get home by fangirling even more. I love to sing along to his songs at the top of my lungs but I usually save this for the moments when I’m home alone, cause when I sing it sounds like someone is slowly killing his dog. It gets awkward when I forget to close my window and then the neighbors compliment me on that nice show I just gave them. Shit.

When I wanna go to sleep Bruno usually decides to tweet something like how he’s about to sing with Elton John. Okay, fine then, who needs sleep anyway? Then all Hooligans go crazy, we tweet Bruno weird and stupid things in hopes he replies to us, which he never does. He tweets, creeps and gets the hell out of there. Great strategy. After those crazy moments I go to sleep and do it all over again the next day. I guess fangirling really is a way of living like this girl already said. AND I REGRET NOTHING.