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So many people have been asking me if I'm joining the beedees' contest to win a date with taufik. my answer is NO, dammit. N-O, no! As much as i adore him to bits, I will NOT be spending my money on bras and panties to win a date with him. THAT, ladies and gentlemen, is just fricken embarassing OK! ewwww. i mean, what if i really win?!
"Hi taufik.. hee hee. omg lah i spent so much money on beedees just to win a date with youuu. wheeee, and just so you're wondering, im wearing matching beedees bra and panties right this moment! Hurhur."
like OHMYGOD. gross.
anyways, while we're still at the topic on taufik, lets recap saturday's event.
Sari and me went to this youth concert, all thanks to my beloved kuzz for the tickets! The show was supposed to start at 6.30 but we came at ard 7. Like heck lah, so many Cheena acts so I thought why bother coming early. There was even a point in time when i wonder what the fricken hell am i doing there! Taufik was supposed to perform at ard 8-9, according to niz but guess what time he appeared? TEN, dammit! Me and sari were “sooooooo friiiiickeeen piiiissssssed!” (White Chicks, 2004) we stood there for like nearly THREE hours lah! Man, the things we do for our husband, SIGH. So after one cheena song, and then another one and then another (it never ends), and some stupid hip hop lessons, wait, I need to complain. Hip hop lessons in such a crowded field?! Are those guys like MAD? We don’t even have space to turn our bodies to e left or right and you expect us to do some hip hop dance here? Like HELLLOOO! Sly performed first. Sari and I were just letting out our frustration; we were like screaming to “It’s my life!” We weren’t singing AT ALL. We were just screaming; it was so hilarious! After another Chinese number, “AnJing”, our husband FINALLY performed! One Last, yo, ONE LAST!! Me and sari were SOOOOO elated that we started jumping around. OH suze, this reminded me of LP concert somehow, LOL! To think that we were reminding each other to act like MATURE FANS and not like teenyboppers at the beginning of the concert! HAHA! So much for being mature fans! We were anything BUT! :) Our husband sang IBU and then I DREAM. My voice was deteriorating for I dream so I just started shouting this time around and that, made this guy infront of me cringed in utter disgust. Wth. His expression made me burst into laughter right there and then. It was classic!!
And so that was it. After all those sweats, screamings, huggings, jumpings, it was all over. Sari and I sure had oodles of fun, don’t we girl? We should do this again some other time LAH. Then we took a cab down to ubi to send sari to this boring wedding she was telling me about, haha and then to my place. :)
For that few hours, school din even crossed my mind, dammit. I was a happy happy girl!
But then I realized I have to complete quite a few stuffs.
- IAC
- Informative essay
- Practise dreamweaver/photoshop before webG test this coming tues.
- I have some reading up to do
- songs preparation for my kuzz' wedding
booooo.
oh, i just realised i've been whining quite abit. its the horhorhormones people, its the hormones! :)
toodless.