Such was the line of Lady Gaga's song Bad Romance that embedded itself into the sticky part of my brain all day at work and then at home.
For months now, I had cultivated my 'private' homage to the Italian-born Singer (aka Stephanie Germanotti ) who now goes by the psuedonym of Lady Gaga. Night after night of dedicated listening to the top 40 radio stations, rejoicing inwardly at the synthezizers blasting out the opening chords of Bad Romance, I dutifully learnt every single word by heart - I felt I was now ready...ready for the day when Gaga herself would one day annouce she would tour in Sydney, Australia; at which point I would then have the ticket to the show in my hot little hand, and a head chockablock of Lady Gaga Songs memorized word for word.
I had pretty much cleared all traces of the Gaga from my mind, when suddenly, my colleagues were discussing her show (in syd...zomg!!!) and how expensive the tickets were; (roughly $300 without seats...you'd pretty much be standing up the whole night). That's when i got intense feelings of jealousy, raging that i missed out on tix, (realizing how few times Gaga would probably decided to tour here in Oz again), and also slightly ashamed that my former 'private' adoration of the Gaga might surface.
But, as my other colleague told me, life goes on...concert or no concert. That's life!
...so, to all my lucky little monsters who were lucky enough to score tix to see the Gaga LIVE, all my love in the world to you - hope you truly enjoy yourselves, and take loaaaads of piccies for us poor folk who missed out!! =)
x
Thursday, March 18, 2010
Saturday, March 6, 2010
I'm not one to normally wite lyrical about every shopping experience i embark upon, but it's a new month, so here we go.
At about 12 ish today, my bestest pal from school (Ms B) sends me 2 text messages on my phone. Bemused, and somewhat confused at the same time, I click my phone on to see who it could be. At last, i discover my mystery text sender - Ms B! Who is delighted to finally make contact with me after my loverly sojourn through many Asian nations. She anticipates a reunion with me (hopefully) this afternoon for a lunch of Sushi and general gallavanting at Castle Towers. Would i say yay, or nay? Huriedly, I stow the broom and dustpan away back into the corner of our laundry and hurriedly tap out a yay reply and tell her that i would LOVE to have a rendezvous with her (along with lunch and general guffawing of course:) with my loverly ms b.
Frantically, i make a hasty costume change out of my rags (old, smelly t-shirt, perfect attire for general housework - no-one cares what you wear, as long as it will stand up against household dust and dirt, it's ok!!) into a more 'formal' black t-shirt and shorts from Thailand (thanks, sis! :D)
Suddenly, my phone brrrrs to life and flashes me another update from madame b: telling me that she will definitely be another half hour away, due to the fact that she doesn't want to try and do battle with the oppressive amount of traffic that's around Towers right now. So, i have a delicious window of half and hour which i can use to a) compose myself and b) get my handbag packed and ready for Madame B's arrival. I quickly do a final check of my handbag, and see that, yes, my wallet is in there (check!) as well as a half opened packet of tissues (you never know when they'll come in handy!!) as well as a lipstick, and an almost empty bottle of mascara (mental note to self- need to pick up some more - maybe? at Towers later on!). Check. Ready to roll!. I check the clock on the wall to see if B is coming or not - atm it's only 12:15, so have at least 15 minutes' until her arrival. Yes!
At about 12 ish today, my bestest pal from school (Ms B) sends me 2 text messages on my phone. Bemused, and somewhat confused at the same time, I click my phone on to see who it could be. At last, i discover my mystery text sender - Ms B! Who is delighted to finally make contact with me after my loverly sojourn through many Asian nations. She anticipates a reunion with me (hopefully) this afternoon for a lunch of Sushi and general gallavanting at Castle Towers. Would i say yay, or nay? Huriedly, I stow the broom and dustpan away back into the corner of our laundry and hurriedly tap out a yay reply and tell her that i would LOVE to have a rendezvous with her (along with lunch and general guffawing of course:) with my loverly ms b.
Frantically, i make a hasty costume change out of my rags (old, smelly t-shirt, perfect attire for general housework - no-one cares what you wear, as long as it will stand up against household dust and dirt, it's ok!!) into a more 'formal' black t-shirt and shorts from Thailand (thanks, sis! :D)
Suddenly, my phone brrrrs to life and flashes me another update from madame b: telling me that she will definitely be another half hour away, due to the fact that she doesn't want to try and do battle with the oppressive amount of traffic that's around Towers right now. So, i have a delicious window of half and hour which i can use to a) compose myself and b) get my handbag packed and ready for Madame B's arrival. I quickly do a final check of my handbag, and see that, yes, my wallet is in there (check!) as well as a half opened packet of tissues (you never know when they'll come in handy!!) as well as a lipstick, and an almost empty bottle of mascara (mental note to self- need to pick up some more - maybe? at Towers later on!). Check. Ready to roll!. I check the clock on the wall to see if B is coming or not - atm it's only 12:15, so have at least 15 minutes' until her arrival. Yes!
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