Euphoric Moments

the end, the beginning & the deprived.

after a year plus of fighters club, i am unofficially 'relieving' myself from it. i will be there for those who need me, or at least, TRY to, because it consumes too much of my life & time. work, especially, has been neglected and i don't wanna slip from that. you may think that it's dramatic, to be announcing your 'departure' from what many see as 'just another game' but fighters club has taught me a lot about things, people & life. i've met some of the best people on earth, bonded & made friendships that were incredible, shared memories that are going to last a long time and the many beautiful things that can only possibly happen when you put a whole lot of interesting people together. i've had some sort of excitement finally after years of neglecting my social life. the fun in jumping for fights together, bitching about the opposite side - whom we've unofficially called the 'darkside' & the 'lightside', corny, i know. or hanging out in real life for some kick ass parties; drinking and dancing until daylight greets us. group chatting on msn until eight in the morning. things that i have not done, probably, since my breast started developing. it is really, one of the most orgasmic happenstance ever, to meet these people. thank you, and i love you guys truly, deeply, madly.

i was at daughtry's concert last saturday. managed to get the tickets with TWO EXTRA (only on the day itself) after persuading people for months! as most of you know, i've been raving about daughtry as the man with sexiness oozing out of his every pores. despite being two hours late (the traffic wasn't helping, you see), i still had to wait for an additional two hours with prepuberty teens and kids in diapers (majority, that is) before he finally came in. had the perfect spot on the pavement with the best view ever. i thought i was the biggest daughtry fan in my family and among my friends but my sis proved me wrong. she freaking fainted RIGHT before daughtry came!. which actually pissed me off. HAHA. i make an awful sister but ive always dreamt of meeting daughtry and she has to faint just a few seconds before he comes out right? apparently she just felt dizzy and fainted. and no, she's not over EXCITED about him coming out, i made that up. i rushed her to the nearby paramedics, and listen to people cheering because there's two vacant spots now on the 'perfect spot'. "opportunistic heartless idiots," i smirked and pushed my sister away. after making sure she's fine, im back, pushing my way through to 'the perfect spot'. i was overwhelmed with emotions. it's daughtry, right before my eyes. watching him perform over you was ultimately priceless.

and on the thursday before daughtry, we were out on a mission. to send ryan to heaven. we made him drink beers, flaming, back to beers, and four flamings at one go, and two long island tea, and then more beer. and five second later, he vomited. if only i could summarise everything with a camera & a photoshop. i'd like to have a photoshop cs3 for my birthday. i'm photoshop deprived. see how lengthy this entry is. and how dull it looks without photos. *i scratch you*. you can't picture that in your head can you. imagine if i had a photo of me scratching you. that would be hilarious wouldn't it. yea, i thought so.

and i bought a new digital camera in less than 10 minutes yesterday & my hair consist of five colors now with fugly bangs but i'll get into that another day. i walked up to the camera store that was closing. he (the sales assistant) told me i had only 5 minutes to buy. i tested it by clicking once, and bought it on the spot. i'm impulsive. and unpredictable. but i like the fact that i'm like that. and i would take photos of me being impulsive. and unpredictable. if i have photoshop. see how i'm rambling now. see what living life without photoshop does to me? i'm babbling. you don't like that do you? i find it annoying. GET ME PHOTOSHOP! haha. i have interesting photos from the past few weeks. but no, i can't share them with you. because i'm photoshop-less. and i think you got my point already. so get for me, as a birthday present, ya?

p/s: my bii's now a grandpa to baby gerbils. yay! congrats biibii!