SQUEEE! :DD

Nope, i didn't get a chance to get online these past few weekends. I have reasons why i couldn't. Thiss is actually one of my grandmother stories la, but then baru nak post. I wrote this blogpost down in a note pad i brought home with from papie's office. Gah, OMG. How come my writting looks so nice for once, hihi. Amazing. Lalala, okay so anyways, here's the update on the OBS shit. WOOT.

Yes, Izal's ass. Cute gile kan? Hazeeqah took the pic, haha. I eventually end up in Queensbay alone. Since Cimid was sick, Mafo had plans, Khairil wasn't interessted in OBS, and i couldn't contact Zul. I had no idea if Wahida, Kal, and Fhatin are coming or not. And it was 2 something. Shit, wtf wass i going to do? So i went to borders and read almost half of Fight Club. and Noris showed up, with Lyana, Hazeeqah, Atirah, and Ummu. So anyways, can i like skip to the fun part? the OBS part? haha.

We went straight to the North Zone after we had a drink at Kapitan and i half-finished my muffin. Oh man oh man oh man, i see people. A crowd. Weee, not as many people showed up though. And that was it, *que Startstruckk song* Oh My God, save me. That's when i was Rahul and Izal, behind the stage. And the Imran saw me - as i was grasping hold on my stay-cool-you-fool side- and smiled at me. Holy shit. I frozed for a while not knowing what to do. I didn't know how i looked like, but i bet i had that stupid dorky smile plastered on my face.

Brain: "OMG izati, stop smiling like and ass and do something smart, quick."

So i did managed to actually listen to my brain and managed to wave decently at Imran. And he waved back too. Omg, hehehehehe. Sorry fangirl moment right there. Anyways, i walked closer to him and had a short converesation. So this is how it went:

Me: Hey Imran! hee.
Imran: Oh, hey you! You're here!
Me: Yep, so you still remember me eh?
Imran: I think so. *smiles*
Me: What about Reena?
Imran: Haaaa, I know youu. haha.
Me: Gahahahaha. *laughs uncontrolably*
Brain: Shut up izati, shut up.
Me: *shuts up*
Imran: Eh, so where's Reena now?
Me: She moved to UK already. ):
Imran: Awhh, sedihnye! *sad face*
Brain: Squeeee! comel. xD
Me: I know, gah! Eh, you guys rajin gila naik Peanang kan?
Imran: Yep, agak ah. Haha.
Me: Hee, best gila. Eh, so talk to you later la kay. I'll come back in time to watch you guys!
Imran: Oh yeah, sure. We'll be performing by 5.30pm Around that i think. :D
Me: Okay, awesome.
Imran: See ya.

Amazing izati. You talked to OBS' drummer like a normal person. Skip skip skip to where One Buck Short's on stage. Fck, where's Kal? where's Wahida? Obviously, OBS rocked the house/mall/stage, but the crowd was like UGH, parr. Lebih baik tak payah datang tengok laa siye. Menyemak je korang. Pacak jari dua belahh. AMEKK!

OBS is awesome live, we took pictures and all. Then Lyana was like, "Izaaati, aku nak amek gmbr dengan Izal wei." So we did, i was texting, so i passed my phone to Lyana. And then Izal took it and posed with it. My brain was like, "GAHH, IZAL'S HOLDING MY PHONE. SWOONS." So after that, me and Lyana said our goodbyes. But when we wanted to leave, Imran called me, "Izati, izati, wait!" i was like, heh? And he handed me two t-shirts. One for me, one for Lyana. People around were like, "Wei, depa dapat t-shirt mana aci weii." aha! Suckas!

Kal and Whda came late, we lepak after that though. haha.
And that was my day, hee<3