define me in any way you know how.
d
The doors opened at 8PM and we got there at about 740PM thinking we were late… lo and behold, there was no line up there, so guess who got first dibs in the line?! OH BOO YEAH~
I’m the very first one in the door and run up the stairs towards the stage room. Me, being the super hyperactive and excited one, didn’t see a step in front of me and just about STACKED it… thank god no one was there to see me… phew! 😛 Well hey, at least I got to be at the front of the stage! 🙂
First DJ of the night
Got my cap ready for the night ahead
Next up, MC and DJ bringing the house down… quite literally:
That got the crowd pumping… and when the FM boys came out… the roof went. OFF. ❤
VIRMAN ❤
KEVNISH ❤
PROHGRESS ❤
JSPLIF ❤
DJ BRASS MONKEY ❤
Front of the stage, best view, physical contact, drank from their bottles, jsplif dancing with my hat on, getting sprayed with water and champagne, singing with their mics, prohgress crowd surfing, getting 2/4 autographs… OH MAN. BEST NIGHT EVER EVER EVER. I was on a total HIGH. WOOOOO~ Shame we couldn’t stick it out for their after party! BOO. 😛
We head back to our hotel but before crashing out, we all scoff down some much needed ramen and junk food in the AM. ❤ ONE FUCKING EPIC NIGHT. WOOOOO~ BEST CONCERT EVER AND I’M CERTAIN NOTHING CAN TOP THAT. ❤ ❤ ❤
0118: Full tennis day! 11am-11pm. Yes, I’m hardcore like that! Had tickets for that night’s match at RLA but didn’t wanna go see Hewitt battle it out against Nalbandian so managed to sell those ticks off at the gate that morning (at cost price yo – I just wanted them gone!). In turn, scored ground passes at $29 a pop, massive stalkage in progress ie. Stosur, Kirilenko, Roddick, Gasquet, Henin, Clijsters, Djokovic and……. FEDERER. THAT’S RIGHT. FEDERER BABY! There was a MASSIVE crowd of people watching him practice on court, as I tried to squeeze my way through the front. I’m about 3-4 people away from the front of the fence, and little by little, everyone started to move out… schwing~ I made sure I got my foot in to claim their spot! And whatdoyaknow?! Maybe 30 minutes of paparazzi snapping of McFed, I got through to the front of the fence! After Federers practice session, he. came. directly. AT. ME. ….. ME!!!!! He came up to me (out of everyone else – mwahahaha) and took MY sharpie (that I specifically bought for the AO) and signed my giant tennis ball and used it to sign everyone elses things! HE CAME TO ME FIRST… AND USED MY SHARPIE. HEH! Fangirling in progress… holy crap balls. I made damn well sure that I got that sharpie back! “Security! SECURITY! SECURITY! That’s my sharpie, can I get that back when he’s done!! I WANT THAT PEN!” Security guards pretended to throw my sharpie away – HEH – but gave it back. Mwahaha, so now I have Fed’s autograph on my jumbo tennis ball AND a sharpie with all his germs all over it. LOVE LOVE LOVE. Fed, you are amazing, a legend… GOAT. <3 <3
OMG SO CLOSE I COULD SMELL HIM!! ❤
0119: Home time… NOOOOOOOOOOOOO! 😦 woke up early, loitered the city, grabbed myself a cuppa (tea), a light breakfast at pie face (yum!) before heading back to the hotel to check out. Friend and I did some more loitering before having another bite (for me) at Passionflower. My passionflower cravings have been satisfied (although, I much prefer the passionflower in Syd). Mmmmm… black sesame ice cream!! <3 My cousin later picked us up at the hotel, we went to grab another bite at Brunelli (haha piggy me) before getting dropped off at the airport. Le sigh. Security deflated my jumbo ball.. BOOO. Bid my farewells and back home I went to crazy ass 36 degree weather. Melted. 😦
View from roof top of hotel
FANTASTIC WEEKEND. WISH I STAYED LONGER. GAHHH.. STILL REELING FROM EXCITEMENT! 🙂
-d
I don’t think much can top off my last post… hahaha, psst, I still have Poreotics fever – even food is no cure for it, but I tried. Heh!
and and cause K is so awesome – she got me this from the UK!
Pinhole camera – can’t wait to assemble it! 😉
-d
I AM SO SOREEEEEEEEEE.. Another weekend of soreness!
Kicked off the weekend early this week and headed into the city after work hoping to catch a glimpse of Callum Hann from Master Chef 2010 and to purchase some of his macarons. (MacarOns with one ‘o’ people, one ‘o’. Get it right Master Chef peoples >=( heheh ). Friend and I got to the markets early and waited around for a bit whilst a small crowd was forming at the Providore Central Market. Whilst looking at the sugary delights being displayed on the Providore counter, a tall fellow came up besides us and strutted up a conversation, turns out it was Callum! Although we were a bit star struck, we got over it quickly and chatted for a good few minutes before taking a photo with him and scoring ourselves a box of macarons each.
Callums macarons – beetroot, chocolate, pistachio and peanut butter.
I’ll be honest, they weren’t very pretty dome shaped macarons, BUT they had feet, crispy shells and gooey chewy centres – just what a macaron should be. And they’re hard as hell to make too! Favourite flavour of the lot? Peanut Butter hands down! Even mum agrees 🙂 The other flavours were ok, I found the chocolate ganache too hard and the beetroot and pistachio flavours weren’t strong enough for my taste buds. But then again, this is coming from someone who likes their chillies super hot and tea super bitter (testing ones tastebuds to the ultimate! However, spicy hot food challenges are not on the agenda).
Default hike to Lofty fighting through numbness of the leg and treated oneself to yum cha for a job well done. Hahaha! Then celebrated friends 25th birthday over the span of the weekend. First event: bboy underground battle at Medal Jam… and boy oh boy, there were so many sausages there! HAHAHAH. Girls, if you’re up for a perve fest, this is the place to be. No joke! HAHAHAHA. Jen and I have sussed them all out, Hehehe!
Bboy battle at Medal Jam.
Ended the night off at some dudes house for drinks and a bit of mingle where I saw myself being interrogated by stick man – leave me alone dude.. hhahah I kid I kid. Stick man is a long time friend who weighs a mere 60kg but eats like a tank (it’s not fair! ), shares the same birthday with me and will be my knight in shining armour if my Honda ever konks out on me (he works as a mechanic at Honda). Booya!
Sunday spontaneously kicked off with a run around the suburb and another yum cha outing (I am yum cha-ed out yo!) before rushing to meet the boys at the rock climbing venue. Oh my lordy lord… I for one, am not fond of heights. At. All. So this, this was a challenge. So there I was, spidergirl with 3 other spidermen whilst everyone else played spectator to our glorified butts scaling up a faux cliff face wall. Hahahah! I managed to climb the wall twice before calling it a day and fulfilled my role as belayer to newly found bff, Mr. Phi – yeah, I had his back! Now if only he could’ve let me down sooner once I hit the top as my grip was slowly slipping away. Aeishhh.. hahaha. Who said climbing a wall is easy?! I wanted to go all inception on it, if only someone could tilt the wall 90 degrees down and I’d be crawling all over that thing. Ha! Sweaty palms and minor rope burn was the results of the evening, but s’ll good – all in good fun! Good seeing you boys again, it’s been years I tell you!
Rock climbing
And now we’re on Monday – I’m sore as heck; Lofty, run and rock climbing has taken its toll on my legs, my lower back and neck. Somebody strap me to a bed and get a masseuse pronto!
-d
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