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
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