All I Want For Christmas is Brendon Urie

Introduction

My name's Adalynne and I'm 15. I, just like every other teen girl, have an obsession. You could even take one look at me or have a 3-second conversation with me and you would know immediately. I'm obsessed with the band Panic! At The Disco. I have every single one of their albums, posters cover my wall, I have all the band merch, I've been to some of their concerts, I've sent fan mail (and gotten autographs back *crazy teenage screech of excitement and unbelievableness*), and last year I won a guitar signed by Brendon Urie through an online contest. Most of the time, I just lay around in my room and listen to their music, watch their concerts on YouTube, or watch/listen to the interviews they do. I practically know what they do every second of every day. I'm just kidding. But yeah. I guess I'm at least a little insane.

My family doesn't understand my chosen lifestyle (as I like to call it), but they support it. I mean, who else is supposed to buy my band merch? (I'm not a brat. I swear). My mom is a business woman. She's in charge of a fancy-shmancy company called Juice-Flo. That's right. You guessed it. It's a juice company. She's in charge of the advertising side of things. They're always looking for new ways to attract customers to their juice. It's ok. I think it's healthy or something. We always have it around the house, and I'm honestly sick of the stuff.

My dad is a math teacher at the local college. I do pretty well in my math classes because he always wants to help me with homework. He loves his job. He loves teaching people and being the center of attention.

I have an older brother named Jackson. He's in college now, but every time he visits, I tease him. Every time he walks by, I sing, "no one knows it's you Miss Jackson."
He gets pissed off about it, but I think it's the funniest thing in the world every time I do it. I'm a dork.

I live in a small town in Alabama called Freemont. I'm a freshman at Freemont High School. I do pretty well in school. I usually get A's and B's. I'm amazing at multitasking. I can pay attention to a Panic! concert and write an essay for English class AT THE SAME TIME.

I basically have like 2 close friends and that's it. They're all I could ever ask for though. Laura has been my best friend since 2nd grade. I was in the bathroom and I guess my stall didn't shut all the way or something and she didn't know I was in there so she just pushed the door open. She laughed, I laughed, and we became friends. That sounds really stupid, but it's true. And then, Zach came along. In 4th grade, he colored my left arm purple in art class when I had fallen asleep one day. Our teacher was telling us the history of some artist that I couldn't remember for the sake of Brendon Urie's sweet, sweet ass, but yeah. Um. Well. He drew on my arm, I woke up, I was confused, he blamed some kid beside me who was also sleeping, we laughed, and we became best friends. This is pretty much how all of my friendships started. I just get embarrassed a lot I guess.

It's almost Christmas break, which means that I can fangirl for a WHOLE WEEK without school work getting in the way. I've already ordered all the Christmas P!ATD merch I want, so I'm all set. I just want the rest of this week to be over.