The Best Time To Fly

June 26th 2010.

Alhamdulillah.God has been kind,very.Thank you.One self was seriously hesitatant to wake up and face the day.I was scared to hear the final call,the bad news particularly.Mom woke me up,insisted that I should get ready to go to Kuala Lumpur.After some forceful fight with my inner self,the body returned to the real world,nervous.Good forecast.Arabic prince's pressie from Aishah was on top of my tag-along list.Forgetting the pressie is not an option.Nuh uh.Do not even let me imagine the cruel fantasy.I travel heavy for the first time.The harrier speeds at 11am+,officially.

At about 1pm,exhalation infused relief washed over.Self blow-dry hair session happened at 3pm+.Rare.Ready,good to go at 5pm+.Greets KL live at almost 6pm.And so,queue the long,winding line with Malaysian pretty girls.I was excited,mind you.But under control.The huge poster did not do any good,adrenaline kicked in.I cannot faint now,no.One also refused to glance at the poster anymore.The showcase passes held high by the homosapiens around was avoided by my eyes too.A petite,awkward fangirl spotted with a related XY,eating steamed buns.Me,not brother.Dirty looks from onlookers.Yes,I was hungry and waiting made me feel famished.Screaming and chanting occured every once in a while,such as 'ooopen!' and of course the trademark,'so...beast!'.One remained calm yet suddenly got all talkative.Blame the boys-to-search-for-top fright.Admission at 8pm+ when the scheduled one was supposed to be at 7pm.Blame the security,maybe.
Right.Priority for fans with the boys shirt on,forget it =.=
Besides,free passes for normal album customer when I had already spend RM120 just to get the showcase pass,tee (because this WAS priority.Only 2000 who people owned this got to enter the venue first) and a repackaged album,not helping I tell you.The venue was sardine-packed with normal people wearing normal shirts and some actors,fainting ones,*cough*.Meanwhile,brother and I were still among the hundreds outside.This cannot be it,the 'thank you for coming all the way from Kuantan,but you guys cannot make it inside' it.I was not going to give up just yet.Not after the lectures that I got from Dad for even asking to go.I shall not let them close the door on me,say no.

Lastly,people just rushed in because serious pushing was going on.We went in and was ears-and-eyes-feed by Take Care of My Girlfriend (Say No) music video.Spontanious sing-along,forgive me.Hot issue blasted next and I totally let myself loose.I must have embarassed you,brother.Not to mention the stage was too freakin' high for the small me.With all these people around,I can barely see the center stage.At approximately 9pm,the guys blasted out one of their hits.It was Special,I think.
Six guys in whites,good feeling.Dad's Olympus bailed on me before the guys even do anything.Great.Crappy Carl Zeiss turn then. *cross fingers*
Brother literally held me up every 10 minutes.The view was crazy beautiful and sharp.Clear scenery of the guys,I like.I lose myself waaaaay too much by shouting," I know how to dance!" when the emcee randomly picked 3 girls to compete in a Shock dance contest.The winner will get the chance to snap a photo with the guys.Sporting chinese girl in black was the winner.She deserved it :) She knew the choreography and she can dance.The guys came out with brand new outfits,fierce red tux.YY & DW were really tight on stage.They even snapped some selfca while performing.Too cute.Must slaps self.Shock remixed with Mystery ended the show.Too bad the white cell bailed on me too on the last precious minutes.Thus,lose the video.

Autograph session coming right up,will end within one hour.Please let me pass through,just to give DW Aishah's pressie.Made a new friend,Mei Yee,a 20 years of age Universiti Malaya student who came all the way from Mentakab,Pahang,with two chinese friends.Team Pahang! Haha.She fancy YY for his vocals.A decent fan.Bonus points there.Pronounced another group by their full name,another point.A Max fan.I recommended the boys documentary to her while she replied that she will youtube it back home.
Handing over Aishah's gift,done.Thank God.
And there they were (from right); JH,DW,DJ,KK,HS,YY.
Greets DJ in his mother tongue for Farah,my cousin.
Greets KK with a wave for Amirah Anwar and Nina,my other cousin.

The night ended well.Brother was suddenly enjoying himself more than he expected.And so was I.Thanks Dad for letting me go.