Doki Doki...

my heart is beating so fast...

i want to make it stop...

but i can't.

burning up with a high mj fever

i'm burning up with the Michael Johns fever.

i'm quite close to being delirious.

and i'm afraid my sanity is slowly turning its back on me.

*dreamy look*

words cannot express how high up in the clouds i am right now. i'm prolly way beyond the clouds already. beyond the atmosphere, even. i'm sleeping with the stars and planets and meteors and wormholes out there tonight.

i just can't have enough of Michael Johns. he's so freakin' awesome. his looks is one thing (he's sizzling HOT, gawdammit). his voice,another (*swoon*). he's so down to earth and funny. and you just got to love his accent. <3

i'm still having this massive hangover from his gig last Tuesday at Trinoma. we weren't able to meet him in person and i pretty much just stared at him the whole time. even so, i was a fulfilled person by the time we got home. after all, i was just a palm away from him (it was such a waste, but it's okay. it felt like i touched a bit of his aura. lol.) and screaming out "i love you, Michael!!" is just so fulfilling.

besides, i've always believed in second chances. and serendipity told me that the second time will be a hundred times better.

and hell be damed if it wasn't.

it totally ROCKED!!

we showed up at Greenbelt with no pass for his last show. we weren't even sure if we'll be able to get seats. well, at the very least we got to see him again if that were the case. but one of the organizers told us we can still get in if some of the reserved seats are not taken. so we waited. i grabbed a grande toffee nut frappucino from a nearby Starbucks and waited near the entrance just in case we got lucky and got ourselves some seats.

there was a sudden increase in the security around 6:30 and a couple of VIP-looking people started arriving. i was thinking that maybe they were the Ayalas and well... they needed that much security. then this really tall guy came in the picture. it took seconds before my brain processed that it was Michael Johns. -.-"

i totally froze up. he walked right in front of me, with no security unlike the last time in Trinoma, and i could only utter a soft "hi..." (which prolly went unheard). my hand was stuck midway of wanting to shake hands with him. i'm pretty much amazed by how my brain seems to stop working every time he's near me. haha.

I get so weak in the knees I can hardly speak
I lose all control then something takes over me

i became even more anxious to get seats after that. and it really paid off that we waited. we ended up getting (semi) VIP seats. talk about being lucky. XD

i was able to get more pictures and videos this time (special thanks to chaii for her camera ^^). they weren't good shots but were quite decent. i don't bloody know how to take good pictures. not to mention MJ kept on moving around a lot. >_<

he sang more songs today than last Tuesday. well, it's his last day here in Manila, after all. He's awesome. His voice rocks. And his accent was the icing on top of the cake. It felt like cupid was shooting arrows at my heart non-stop. haha.

i kept on falling in love with him all over again with every song. *glazed look* and i couldn't stop shrieking/screaming the whole time. my apologies to elisa and the girls in front of me whose eardrums might have suffered temporarily (i do hope it was only temporary >_<). heck, i even felt my eardrums ringing for a few minutes before i asked myself if that was me screaming. (now i know why chaii kept on telling me off when we were watching the UAAP games. i do scream quite loud when properly motivated. XD)

He sang his original Christmas song in acapella and the lyrics were so great. I totally loved it. And even if it was the first time i heard Purple Rain, it totally rocked. XD Oh, and he also sang It's All Wrong, But It's All Right, which he dedicated to all the girls present in the concert. *dies*

Hello, are you free tonight
I like your looks, I love your smile
Could I use you for a while
Its all wrong, but its all right
The amber sunset glow has died
My needs are very much alive
Is it ok if I stop by
Its all wrong, but its all right

We didn't have tickets for the "meet & greet" part. Again. But unlike last time, which i spent staring at MJ the whole time, we lined up for the photo op with hopes of having Mr. Luck on our side again. And after making much "kulit" to one of the organizers of the show, she allowed us to have one shot with Michael Johns. *was resurrected then dies again*

Oh, when I woke up tonight I said
I'm gonna make somebody love me
I'm gonna make somebody love me
And now I know, now I know, now I know;
I know that it's you
You're lucky lucky- You're so lucky

I just couldn't believe our luck. It was crazy and my brain couldn't process that much information all at once. A script was already running through my head:

"Hey Michael! I've always been a huge fan. You're songs totally rock and you're just freakin' awesome. And... uhh... Can i hug you?"
(insert his lines here)
"I was hoping we can play tennis some time. But i'll definitely see you in your next concert here. *grins reaaaaally wide*"

So when we stepped up on the stage, only a couple of steps away from him, i was totally prepared. It was our turn next. I shook his hands (mentally reminding myself not to wash my hands when we got home), chatted with him, posed for the picture, went down the stage.

Not.

I shook his hands, remained rooted to the spot, his question barely registering on my mind. It was a simple "How are you?" and it took my brain three seconds processing time before i replied a quick "I-i'm f-fine." My script was totally forgotten. Elisa talked to him for a bit. Said something like "...didn't watch American Idol after you (Michael Johns) were voted out..." to which MJ replied "i like you more..." and followed it with a "don't lie to me". Haha.

Then we posed for the picture and said goodbye to Michael. I wasn't able to say anything else besides my stuttered reply but i was pretty cool with it. At least i got to shake his hands, semi-hugged him, and his arms were on my shoulders when the picture was taken. *dies yet again*

Heaven, I'm in Heaven,
And my heart beats so that I can hardly speak;
And I seem to find the happiness I seek
When we're out together dancing, cheek to cheek.

Heaven, I'm in Heaven,
And the cares that hang around me thro' the week
Seem to vanish like a gambler's lucky streak
When we're out together dancing, cheek to cheek.

I am so in heaven right now. I hope it'll last until the semester ends (wishfful thinking). Haha. Maybe then i wouldn't mind having a (insert word here) for a teacher. XD And maybe it can motivate me enough to give up my cramming queen title. Hmmm. Who knows. XD

I'm looking forward to Michael Johns' first album, which is coming out this March, by the way. Grab a copy, people! And i can't wait for his next concert here in Manila. I wanna hug him for real. Maybe by that time, i'd have the guts to actually start a decent conversation. XD

Until next time, Michael.

Michael, you're so hot, you burn me. LOL.

(i ought to stop making up random, not to mention crappy, pick-up lines. -.-")

special thanks to:
chaii - for the camera. you're my second favorite person right now next to MJ. mwah!
elisa - for the tickets in Trinoma. and for tagging me along. rock on. XD
alex - for the tickets, too. ^_^
elisa's mom - for accompanying us in Greenbelt. and taking the picture. and convincing the organizer to let us have a picture with MJ.
Ms. Organizer 1 - for letting us in for free and the semi-VIP seats.
Ms. Organizer 2 - for letting us meet MJ.
Kuya Manong Photographer - for taking a picture of us with MJ.

you guys rock! 

Multiply is down right now so i'm blogging here instead. X3

I'm soooo into Oofuri recently. This is the first time I've actually liked a main character who cries so much. I don't even like Tsuna (Hitman Reborn) that much. I mean, for goodness sake, how can he be such a wimp when he's *that* good?! Ugh. Well, at least the good-looking guys pulled the anime/manga off. 8D

Anyway, back to Oofuri. I just can't seem to hate Mihashi even though he cries at every possible moment. Must be because of the yaoi implications. Hahaha. And at least he's got an excuse as to why he turned out to be like that.

And I've never been interested in baseball before I watched/read Oofuri. It's kind of fun once you get the hang of it. I never really understood how that "three strikes and you're out" rule goes but I sort of have an idea now. I think I'm so hooked into baseball I'm even considering buying myself a baseball bat for my next birthday. Well, okay, that's a bit insane. Maybe a baseball ball and gloves would do. Haha.