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ok, sad post :( 23nov, woke up late. (n this post's so gna proove that waking up late always means a bad day --) planned to wake upat 740, then go to the arts house myself. in teh end woke up at940, hav 2 ask my dad to rush me there-- then.... when i reach, the door haven open -- then cn hear the piano coming frm inside (OMG) then the dooropen n i c adam gyorgy ^^ lol then go lecture, which i practically wrote down evrything tt i could catch into my notebook ^^ then fin, took grp pic, then i asked for his autograph on my jacket thenltr on, on my shirt/diary/dvd aft he came bck frm lunch masterclass (DAMNNN) n then... aft evryhting fin, i helped him took a pic wif sam then i got the giant poster, which ltr on i asked him 2 sign on it agn, n while waiting, he was toking to this malay girl n playing her rubid cubic (watever the name is la) oh well. byt then i could sense fear from him :( then wat ah.... er..... OH. asked for the last handshake b4 he went off with 2 GIRLS -- AG: nice knowing you, good luck, good bye! ME: :D then he got into the car, then wave goodbye.... hohohoooo.... end of story. |
