The Best First Real Concert Ever

For the past 2 weeks of school, there was a grand total of about 24 hours of sleep between me, Kaleigh, Thea, and Lauren. SCAD finals were trying to kick our butts. Everything sort of blurred together, even the four of us. It was never, "I have to do this," it was, "We need to do these things," and (most often), "When are we eating?"

We all pushed ourselves far beyond the limit in order to get everything done before the Hillsong United concert.

And it was worth it. Oh it was worth it.

The concert was Wednesday evening, the second to last day of classes. We left for Alpharetta at about 4:30 and got to the concert at 9:00. We missed an hour of Hillsong! Even more devastating was that we missed Brooke Fraser and her beautiful voice singing Hosanna, our favorite song. This just means we'll have to go to another concert. But the hour and half we were there for was incredible.



It was in a covered amphitheater and a storm rolled in soon after we got there. The cool breeze from the rain canceled out the hot, humid air. Seeing the lightning and and hearing the thunder while everyone was singing was amazing. It ended too soon.


We left the Alpharetta/Atlanta area at 11:45. We were wet and tired and hungry (when are we not hungry?), but so giddy. We never did find food, we didn't have much time to look for places tat were still open because Chase had to be at work for 4 a.m., but we did stop for the requisite Dr. Pepper. I drove the final 2 hours and rolled into Savannah at at 4:o0 in the morning, dropped Chase at work, and headed to the dorms.

I actually went to bed at 5:00 after showering and making sure I was set for my 8:00 a.m. presentation final for Intro to Industrial Design. Considering I only got and hour and a half of sleep, I was awfully chipper in the morning. And also a little delirious.

But the presentation went well and I got great feedback. Here's my final project, a pencil/pen/business card holder. I made it by laser-cutting acrylic sheets and heat-forming them with a heat gun. I know, it sounds super industrial of me.