Saturday, April 21, 2007 @4:17 AM
POTO ROCKED, PWNED, EVERY OTHER SYNONYM IN THE UNIVERSE. ("synonym" looks wrong to me >.<)ANYWAY. OMG that was an experience of a lifetime. "Past mortal experience", as Zhihua very rightly says. I WOULD PAY ANY AMOUNT TO WATCH IT AGAIN! OMGOMGOMGOMGOMG. ERIK! *squeals uncontrollably*
Thanks to my mum, who all of a sudden decided that she had to go for a swim at SIX THIRTY, I almost didn't make it in time. I arrived there at 7.40, where a very impatient Zhihua expressed great shock that I had actuallly dared to arrive at such a time when such an occasion was going on.
In the car...
Yinfei: DRIVE FAAAAAASTER! I CAN'T MISS THIS!
Father: You'll arrive there at 8.30, I promise you. Look at this jam!
Yinfei: *cardiac arrest*
Thankfully he was wrong.
Upon arrival, me and Zhihua began gasping on and on about the magnificent looking stage, and discussed about how we could get Brad Little's autograph (chem worksheet and handmaid's tale cast unceremoniously aside).
Yinfei: I brought a memo pad! *waves it around enthusiastically* And a blue marker pen!
Zhihua: Oooooh you'll have to lend me one! Otherwise he'll have to sign my chem worksheet!
Yinfei: I could ask him to sign on my handmaid's tale! (more motivation to read it)
Eventually, however, we went home with empty memo pads and chem worksheets. Awwwwww. He was supposedly at the foyer, but what do you know, he wasn't! And apparently he'd sign nothing but his CD, which costs $25, and which my parents would go ballistic at if I so much as suggested buying it. We were so informed by the counter person who looked slightly amused at the two of us breathless fangirls (phangirls, quoted from Zhihua).
When Erik dear was about to appear, me and Zhihua had inclined ourselves to 20 degrees positions, gripping the bar (and in my case, even banging it a little :D), and taking sharp intakes of breath. CLOAK SWISHING! Omg I think my head went a little dizzy at that point. Rapid oxygen intake, you see. Same for Zhihua. :D The poor soul in front of us turned around a few times to stare at us. Whoops.
Intermission time was a time for high pitched squeals and gasps. We assured each other that we would be crying our hearts out at the end, and we did. When the stupid Christine gave the ring back and ran off with Raoul, and poor Erik was yelling, "Christine, I love you!", me and Zhihua burst into tears. I even had my tissue packet out and ready! But I was too busy clasping the bar and sobbing. And apparently, so was Zhihua.
Favorite quotes:
"Pitiful creature of darkness, what kind of life have you known? God give me courage to show you, that you're not alone!" Me and Zhihua were singing a lot of this the next day, much to the irritation of Zhixin.
"Those eyes that burn."
"He'll burn you with the heat of his eyes."
"Yet in his eyes, all the sadness of the world." OMG. So saaaaaaaaaaaaaad. *sniffles*
"Those pleading eyes."
Hmm. A lot of eye quotes here.
And went Erik started beating his heart and singing, "Anywhere you go, let me go too!", I was like, "OMG" *gasps*
In a burst of bu zi liang li, I actually *blushes* drew Erik. Ohmans. This type of thing should be strictly left to none other than Tan Zhihua. Not me. Poor Erik, I feel so sorry for him.
Only you can make my song take flight, help me make the music of the night!