I might get to see Metallica next year with my mom and stepdad if they can get the tickets. ;___;
When mom told me about that in the phone, I cried. I effing cried. I, who had his emotional life killed by T, cried.
That band has a special meaning to me, as lame as it sounds, and seeing them live has been a shared dream of me and my mom for 10 years.