Yesterday, I had IS lessons and Lena and I decided to give it a miss since we have not used any of our coupons yet. So I happily slept until 9am before I had to go to school for a meeting for the last IS assignment. I was still very lethargic despite longer sleep so I was around an hour late for the meeting. Thank god my groupmates were nice and they didn't mind, maybe cos I was half an hour early for our first meeting. So we went to the atrium to discuss our presentation and I saw many familiar faces.

The meeting ended an hour or so later and I went home alone. On my trip back home, Azzy messaged me to say that KRIS ALLEN(!) is coming to Singapore for a one night gig at Zirca, which is a fucking nightclub. Fingers crossed, I rushed back home to check the minimum age limit for entry. Searched some forums, called the enquiries hotline, and my hopes were literally crushed, torn apart, bashed, nuclear bombed. They said the minimum age was 18. I know, I can just get a fake ID and enter the club. And I don't even like the idea of clubbing and dancing with other people who think they are hot when they are so not. But I'm like turning 18 this November, it's kinda stupid to spend 50 bucks on something I will throw away in less than a year. And not only that, I still have to buy the ticket in, which is $99. It's going to make me fucking bankrupt. So, no point risking so much and spending so much. It's KRIS ALLEN(!), but I'm not that obsessed, yet.

Giving up my hopes and dreams, I felt like fucking shit the whole day yesterday. Felt like crying my heart out, stab myself ten times, and jump into a pot of hot oil and feed myself to a wild boar. But I got a little better after a good night's sleep. Since I can't go, the best I can do is pray KRIS ALLEN(!) keeps alive for another gig in Asia.

Woke up this morning and felt like having good karma so that a miracle might happen. Woke up an hour earlier than I should and went to Ang Mo Kio and got Koi for the two other crazy bitches. Their expression when I took out the bubble tea was damn funny. It was like the theatre was filled with low whispers of "Oh my god!", almost like humming. Ya so after school, I came home and stayed at the living room, being a couch potato as usual. Then I turned on the television. Just when I thought I was recovering from my depression, there was an advertisement about KRIS ALLEN(!) coming for a gig here. At first, it was like taking a bullet, a cold hard fucking bullet. Then I went to see the details, since it can't get any more painful already. Then right there, the minimum age limit: 16. Time literally froze. Church bells started ringing and a gospel choir singing. Birds were chirping. Rainbows appeared above me. Everything became so colourful all of a sudden. I was FUCKING HAPPY. It was the feeling I got when the people from Ngee Ann called me, it was a fucking awesome feeling.

Even though Rachel recorded my call I don't fucking care if it gets on Youtube cos I am just so fucking happy. So fucking excited now. And I am so fucking thankful for everything right now. My life is fucking complete at this moment.

I am so fucking happy!