popbellydancer
Refugee
...in a place called Tampa Stadium....in a time called Popmart....in a state of mind called U2.
I was a 17-year-old girl who had a dream. That dream was to meet, and bellydance for, my favourite band in the entire world...U2. On November 10th, 1997 I made my dream a reality...with a little help from Bono! It was the best day of my young life....and to be honest (not to mention a bit sad) nothing else has come close, or probably ever will. To my non-U2-fanatic friends that statement would seem a tad melodramatic. To anyone on here...well, I don't have to explain...you understand.
All I can say is I think I've somehow lost my way over the past decade. I used to dream of something and it would happen. I made it happen. I think I need to find whatever that young girl knew....because in the end, I think I knew much more then, than I do now.
So ...here's to youth, here's to love, here's to music, here's to being surrounded by 40,000 fans and feeling like you're the only person in that stadium, here's to lost dreams, fulfilled dreams, new dreams, old dreams, and of course...Bono, Edge, Larry and Adam.
And here's to dreaming out loud!
PS Thanks for reading my sentimental nostalgia....not sure if I should've posted here, but hey, figured if anyone would understand it'd be you ladies.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DDngQi51GJA
I was a 17-year-old girl who had a dream. That dream was to meet, and bellydance for, my favourite band in the entire world...U2. On November 10th, 1997 I made my dream a reality...with a little help from Bono! It was the best day of my young life....and to be honest (not to mention a bit sad) nothing else has come close, or probably ever will. To my non-U2-fanatic friends that statement would seem a tad melodramatic. To anyone on here...well, I don't have to explain...you understand.
All I can say is I think I've somehow lost my way over the past decade. I used to dream of something and it would happen. I made it happen. I think I need to find whatever that young girl knew....because in the end, I think I knew much more then, than I do now.
So ...here's to youth, here's to love, here's to music, here's to being surrounded by 40,000 fans and feeling like you're the only person in that stadium, here's to lost dreams, fulfilled dreams, new dreams, old dreams, and of course...Bono, Edge, Larry and Adam.
And here's to dreaming out loud!
PS Thanks for reading my sentimental nostalgia....not sure if I should've posted here, but hey, figured if anyone would understand it'd be you ladies.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DDngQi51GJA
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