GAYA 2009, first day...
1 hour before the show.
i started to worry. and then i put on my brother's ipod.
set it at the almost maximum volume.
this habit actually leads me to buy my own ipod later.
i wanted to find peace. so that i can perform better.
i picked up-tempo songs. and most of them are hillsongs'.
a bit religious, i thought, would help.
and in fact they did help.
after turning on the song, i wanted to find a good place to sit.
all places are crowded with people with their own business.
until i found a bed. behind the curtain.
it was dark. no one can see me. and i see almost no one.
'good place' i thought.
but as people always say, all good things are taken.
e.g. nice, decent, pretty lady. and whatever 'good adjective' that is combined with the word 'lady'.
yep. this small nice bed in a dark place with a very good privacy.
is taken.
but, i need a seat. so i politely, as i do all the time, ask her:
'may i sit here?'
and the girl that was there first said 'yes'
i forget how eventually we start chatting.
as i initially just wanted to get that peace from the hillsong song.
anyway, eventually i turned off the ipod.
and talked to her.
all things are brought into the talk.
until she asked,
'hei, so your record is clean. isn't it?'
then i replied,
'as in, never been in relationship?.. yes it is'
and i continued,
'yes, and by the help of few women, i keep my record clean'
and it was said very well,
as if i have broken world record.
and she said,
'ahh.... for me, by breaking some guys' hope, i am still single'
me: ough. okay. why? they are not good enough?
her: erm.. i had a bet with my friend. if i can keep myself being single,
for a year. that friend will treat me.
--> heh.... what an unfair world!
if that friend of her is mine. and the same bet is thrown at me.
i can win this for 20 years.
and i will have a free meal every year, at least once....
okay anyway, lets continue....
me: oo okay. and that one year has passed?
her: nope. but almost. i think i'll win it. *laugh*
me: hooo.... good for you then.
MC started the show.
and. we knew we had to stop.
and of course we did stop.
then, we exchanged some encouraging good words for the show.
then i left for my post. left wing.
GAYA 2009, second day...
first day was good.
but 1 hour before the show.
i felt the same anxiety.
i went straight to the bed.
ready with ipod on my both ears.
thank god. it was empty.
and dark, very dark.
and the same formula worked.
i gained my peace.
this time, i knew i would perform in front of my church friend.
a bit nervous. i wished i could do well.
30 mins before the show...
a guy came and sat with me.
then, i put off the ipod.
and had a chat.
until the girl from the first day came...
and joined us.
and....
suddenly nobody talked.
weird.
that girl broke the crowd.
and brought up the silence....
she looked gloomy.
to break that weird silence,
i said,
'my friends come to watch me...'
her: ooo, nice!!
me: erm yeah,..
another weird silence came.
me: and well, are you alright? you dont look like it.
her: ermph... my family come to watch me.
me: ooo good! i wish mine will come too.
--> my brother came though, i think to check out his ipod.
he would be happy to know that his ipod havent become two different pieces ;p
her: okay. i am worried. afraid.
me: haha. you will be fine.. *as i will* ;p
her: okay...
then after that. i shoke her hand.
giving my best motivating words.
i know i am bad at it though. ;s
and then i left for my post. left wing.
.....
erm back then when we were still practising.
there was one day, where i was off.
and i just couldnt act.
tired. bored.
she taught me.
a stupid thing.
she said:
'when you are off, do this..'
then she slapped herself, as hard as my mum slap. ;p
everyone was shocked by this stupid extreme slap.
then she offered:
'do you want me to help you?'
i replied:
'ha ha... no. thanks... just keep it for yourself'
............
and back to that second day.
few seconds before i went out to stage.
i was very excited, nervous altogether.
to perform in front of my church friend is just exciting. ^^
and just pray and pray.
then she walked thru the place i sat.
and raised her hand up.
went to my cheek.
and in that very second.
i think:
'urgh, the slap. it is coming. '
and.. *pokkk*
eiggh... the gentle one.
ermphh weird. until now, i dont know what she was really doing.
my assumption:
1. she was afraid, a real slap will ignite the make-up artist anger.
as the slap will ruin my very thick-make-up.
2. she came to the wrong person.
but....
it somehow worked.
the scene 3 i performed that night was simply awesome.
the best scene 3 performed ever as i ever mentioned.
and for the proof, jenita had laughed even before i said my first line.
for whatever reason she laughed. i dun care. ;p
(i know the reason though) ;p
i just joked whatever i wanted to joke.
it was simply great.
a 2 hour friendship with a weird girl.
four months has gone.
and still a good memory to have.
some say that it will be better that GAYA 2009 did not take place.
i dun dare to say so.
too many things i will miss out if it really happens that way.
i wish i could get at least the same thing.
in NASI BUNGKUS.
so that i can write another freaking long essay.
eh. long blog i mean. ;p
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