Chun Li
12-11-2003, 07:12 PM
I MET JAY!!!!!!!!!!!1 I MET JAY CHOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1
OH MY GOD
GO CHUN LI GO
GO CHUN LI GO !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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JAYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY
CHOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! AND I TOUCHED HIS HAND!! or rather, I POKED IT!!!!!!!
ASDJFAKSDJFIAJSDFJ!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1
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I CANT BELIEVE IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!
MY EXISTENCE ON THIS PLANET IS WORTHY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1
aSDJFKASDJFK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I MET JAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!I CANT BELIEVE IT!!!!!!!!!!!!I MET JAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
OKAY, LET ME TELL YOU MY STORY.
*breathes*
calms down.
I finish my classes at 2:30 or so and I go take my Wushu classes. I finish at 4:17, run home and go shower and change so I can meet Abra. She takes the taxi to my house and then we leave around 5:00 or so. There's traffic, so it takes us around 20 minutes to get there.
So we're like getting impatient, and we want to get there right away!!! When we finally get there, we give him the money and get out and we start getting all excited because we hear Landy singing. She's singing blue rain or something. We start walking up the corrider to the entrance hall, but there were guards standing in front of each entrance! Abra and I are like SHIT!! What do we dO!!!! So I say, "okay, we're here, we're going to infiltrate this palace no matter what we do!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!" We run down stairs and start looking for ways to get in. We walk by several entrances, but they were all well lit and there were tons of people standing around, so we couldn't get in. We walk around and around the HUGE stadium, and FINALLY, we see a dark one, where all the chairs are put. It's right next to a restaurant, and it's dirty and dark with no guard there. I tell Abra, "This is our chance!!!"
We run down the dark corrider, only to reach a gate, a dead end. To our left is the hallway of a restaurant, and to our right, a steel gate. We're stuck. I'm looking around, and Abra goes, "Pssh, Chun Li!" And I look and there's a gap in the steel gate, big enough for us to fit through!!!!!!!!! So we walk through there, and we immediately plaster ourselves to the wall because the guards can see!! We think, "CRAP!" what to do!? and we notice that next to us, next to the restaurant, is another small walkway, and it's only a walkway because there's tons of wood next to it. If we walk straight and kneel, we'll get to a steel garage door looking type thing, but its halfway open and we can see the rehearsal! So we practically freak out in excitement and we go through the gap again and start to creep down the little walkway. We walk down halfway, when we notice that theres a chef there, kneeling down and watching it too! We're like, "oh shit! what to do? Will he tell on us?" but he notices us and goes, "It's okay, the guards not here." So we keep going, and he gets up and leaves. We reach the end and there's a bunch of plastic chairs there, and we grab two and sit down next to the right corner of the garage. We were nicely hidden by a huge concrete v shaped pole. We listen to him sing Ye Ye Pao De Cha, and then we took two pictures each of the stage.
--> Where we were looking from before the dumb guard closed the garage door. (http://www.webpost.net/mi/midori6/DSC00568.JPG)
--> Another picture of them rehearsing. (http://www.webpost.net/mi/midori6/DSC00569.JPG)
We used our flash, so the guard noticed!! He came over and starts screaming at us in Shanghainese, and I'm able to pick out some stuff, and I'm like, "Hey! Stop yelling! We won't take pictures anymore, okay?!" And then Abra goes, "yeah, we won't take pictures!" And he goes, "This is my job! You guys are risking my job!" And I'm like, "Well we're sorry then!" and he goes, "go, leave, leave!" And I'm like, "dude, I AM NOT leaving from this sp
ot!" And he goes, "Then I'll close the garage door!" and I push the garage door up and go, "YOU ARE NOT CLOSING THIS DOOR!" and he goes, "oh yeah?" And I said, "Yeah!" and he goes to the mechanical switch and pushes the down button. Doesnt matter anyways, doesnt take a genius to figure out how to work that. So he goes, "HA! WATCH THE DOOR!" and I'm like, "FINE, I WILL!!!" And then he leaves and I stare at Abra, like, "wtf do we do now?!" so then I was like, "Screw him, I'll just open the freaking door." So I turned on the panel and pushed the up button. When it got to where it was, I pushed Stop. And then I looked around and he really wasn't there and I said, "Abra, we've got to go. He'll never let us stay here!" Abra goes, "Where?!" and I point to the lawn, "OUT THERE!!" so I grab her and we head into the little hallway on the left. We run through it and we're in the open space, but we decide to stay in the little dugout type path that surrounds the stadium. We run all the way down, and we stop maybe 5 minutes later, until we're a good 400m or so from where we were. So we peek out above the lawn and watch for awhile since now we're on the left side of the stage, but after 5 minutes, I notice the guard running towards us on the lawn! "DUCK!" I screamed to abra, and then we ducked and ran some more. But the guard started looking down the dugout and found us and starts screaming in more shanghainese. So we get up, and we walk, ever so sloooowly, back the way we came. And hes saying like, "you crazy kids, you're going to make me lose my job, what the hell are you thinking, stupid kids!" and whatever. So then we get to where we started out, the hallway connected to the little garage area, and he gestures for us to come up to the lawn and walk out with him. I shake my head NO and stick my tongue out at him and point to the hallway, saying that, "we'll go out this way, thank you very much." So he walked AROUND the corridor, and then when I couldn't see him anymore because he walked behind the wall, I grab Abra and say, "DOWNSTAIRS!! we're going downstairs!!" So instead of going straight through the hall and walking out next to the garage, we run downstairs and into the basement, where all the pipes are!!!!!!!!!!!1 We RUN LIKE THIEVES down the hallway, laughing our asses off at the stupid guard! He probably walked to the garage and started looking for us, and then probably noticed the steps down to the basement, HAHA THAT SUCKER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! SUCKER!!!!! So we're still running and laughing, and then we slow to a fast walk, and then we hear a door slam. "sHit!" we think and we hid behind a pole. Either someone walked through the door or closed it in front of us, but 5 minutes later, no one was there. We start running on our tiptoes down the hall again, and then we stop when we get to a door. "Exit" it said, with an arrow pointing up. we walk up the stairs and glue our backs to the wall. We hear voices, and then after awhile, they stopped. I whispered to abra, "should we go up?" and she shakes her head. We started to go back downstairs, but then a man came down the stairs. I turn around and stare at him. He turns around and stares at me. We stare at each other.
"Where's the exit?" I say, like a dumbass.
"Right up there," he replies.
"Are there people there?" I ask.
"The guards aren't there."
"Is there another exit?"
"...."
"?"
"Well, the guards aren't there right now." Then he continues walking down the stairs. Then, another man comes down the stairs.
"...." says me.
"...." says he.
He walks past us and me and abra stand on the stairs. I peek my head above the stairs, and the coast is clear. I tell her, "Let's watch from here for awhile. I don't know where we're going to go down in the basement, and I don't want to get locked down there." so she agrees, and then we head up and stand next to the steel gate. The gate is locked, but we're RIGHT NEXT to the stage and I tell her, "If we stay here and be quiet, MAYBE JAY WILL WALK
BY!!!!!!!!!! then we can talk to him!!" so we stand there for 5 minutes, but then 3 guards walk by. SHIT! So the guy walks by the door and does a double take. Then he starts screaming and yelling in shanghainese and goes, "what the hell do you think you're doing here!" and I'm like, "What are YOU doing here?"
And he goes, "Get out!"
"No."
"Leave!"
"No!"
He goes and gets backup.
"Get out!"
"No! They told us we could stand here!"
"Who's they?"
"Them."
"Who's them?"
I'm like racking my brain, trying to think up a good story.
"The lady at the hotel said we could stand here!"
"What? Why?"
"Because we flew all the way from the US yesterday and we got front row VIP seats, THATS WHY!" (big fat smelly lie)
So he thinks about it, and goes, "You can't stand here!"
"Why not?"
"Because!"
"She said if we stayed quiet and stood here, it would be okay."
"No, it's not okay, get out!"
"I'm not LEEAVVVINGGG, what are you going to do?"
So he goes and gets MORE guards, and then another guard starts going,
"Get out! Get out!" It was getting too loud, and I'm thinking Jay will never come at this rate, so I said, "Don't touch me you smelly old man!" and then Abra and I start walking out. We look at each other, and it looks like time for plan C.
SO, we walk back OUT a corridor that looks like this:
--> One of the obstacles in our way... a long, well-lighted corrider before we reach our Jay paradise. (http://www.webpost.net/mi/midori6/DSC00572.JPG)
and we get to the outside. We start walking around the stadium again, thinking, what to do, what to do??? We get some drink and food from the vending machines and then I get a scarf because I'm cold. I start harassing the scarf lady for information about the concert.
"When are the rehearsals usually over?" I asked her.
"Around 10 or 11, maybe."
I look at my watch. It's 7:30.
She starts asking us where we're from, so I start telling her a bunch of bullshit, and she goes, "Wow, the US? How come you had to bargain with me for a 10 yuan scarf?" Looking at me in disgust like I'm cheap or something. and that hit a touchy point for me. I said, "Look, just because we're from the states doesn't mean we're rich, okay? Do you think it was easy for our parents to go there? Not knowing any English? Do you think we don't have to study, to work, for what we want? I had to work my ass off for MONTHS just to get a plane ticket here, the streets in the US are not made of gold, there's no gold pieces for you to pick up when you get on US soil, okay?" So she goes, "Oh." People are so stupid sometimes, they think that just cuz youre from another country (ANY COUNTRY OTHER THAN CHINA) that youre rich, and that is grounds for them to rip you off. losers! Getting ripped off sucks, but it's part of the culture, can't do anything about it. look at how we basically got ripped off by the scalpers in the fan meeting thread.
We walk around and I notice that there's a path to the underground for cars. I tell abra, "Plan C!" and we start leaning on the edge of the small wall. The guard notices us hovering there, and he gets ready for action. He's pretty far away, and he starts walking around. I tell abra, "okay, time to go." we start walking down the path, and we're like 1/3rds into when we hear screaming in shanghainese. "great, I think." so we look back and the guy is pointing at us and walking fast, going, "hey! where are you two going!" so we laugh and ignore him, and then the screaming gets louder and he's running. So we break into a run and streak down in the parking lot and hide behind a little luggage cart. We hear him yelling, "come out! Where are you guys!" and we laugh, but I look around and its just the basement of a hotel, next to the laundry room. Nothing. So I didn't care if we got caught. But the guard is like panting and yelling, and the he finds us and says, "You crazy girls! Idiots! I was talking to you! How dare you ignore me!"So we just ignore him more and
start walking back. Half way up, I go, "So how was the exercise, mister guard man? We were concerned about your health and wanted to take you jogging!" so this gets him all irritated and he goes, "You stupid kids! You think you can do anything, run around and get inside, I don't know what you young people are thinking, blah blah blah." I opened my mouth at him and stuck my tongue out.
"BAHHHHHHHHH." I said.
He goes, "You stupid kid!"
"BAHHHHHHHH."
"Stupid KID!" So we laugh like crazy, and then go back up. I look at abra. Time for another plan.
So we leave and go back to thinking about what we should do. We start waiting at one of the well-lighted exits, and we see all these nice cars. Jay will leave in one of the nice cars, we thought. We must wait here. But then, that wasn't good enough, because WE WANT TO MEET HIM!!! So I'm standing there in the freezing cold, thinking, thinking, thinking, and I noticed that everyone who can walk in the gate without being asked a single question is wearing a yellow tag. "Hmmmmmm." I think. So I tell Abra that we need to hunt for a person leaving who has a yellow tag.
After about 20 minutes or so, a man walks out with a tag around his neck. I take abra by the arm and I'm like, "Plan D!" So, we follow him and I start racking my brain for any and every excuse I can use in the book. After 15 minutes or so, good traditional chinese bribery worked, and we end up with two tags. Unfortunately, Mine had a yellow string, and Abra's didn't. She can't walk in and be all unprofessional just HOLDING the pass, so I was like, "crap!!" and then I thought of an idea, and I lugged her over to the restaurant and I start shivering and making myself look all pitiful and I went up to the counter and go, "p-p-please, miss, would you happen to have a rubber band, or some string?" And she goes, "String?" And I'm like, "Yes, string." The lady hands me a rubber band, and I look at it and think, no, this won't do, so I ask her, "What about string, do you have any string?" And she goes, "Why do you need string for?" And Im like, "Well, because you see, I have a camera and the string broke and it fell off. And im so cold now that I can't hold it in my hand, and I'd like a string so I can tied it around the camera and then around my hand." And she stares at me like, "What?" And I look at abra and she goes, "Your dad will kill you if he finds out you lost the string." And I bit my lip and try to make myself all sad looking and I'm like, "He's going to kick my ass so bad." So we look at her after our little show and the guy next to her is already taking this string (that happened to be yellow!!) off of this wine bag. "Oh, that'll be perfect!" I said. they get it off and give it to me, and I say, "I'm saved! Thank you so much!!!" and then we walk out and into this little dark area and abra starts tying the string around the pass. I look at it, and the pass says, "Construction worker. Grass cutter." GREAT I think, I did my hair and dressed all crazy and everything and I'm a construction worker!? So I turn the pass over and put my scarf around it so only the tip and the string shows. I did the same for abra. Then I tell her, "Showtime. Let's go." We go over to the gate (a different one than were we were standing at before, so the guards wouldn't recognize us) and then I start speaking English really loudly. the fan girls and guards stare at us.
"Excuse me, excuse me, could you open this door please."
The guard looks at me, I shift my scarf over so he sees the pass, and then he starts to unlock the door.
"Yes, thank you, Abra, don't forget our dinner reservations and the camera, all right?"
"Of course."
We walk right in, and I keep talking, "Oh my gosh, it's soooo cold. What is wrong with this Shanghai (pronounced, Shane-hai) weather? It's soo much colder than the US."
Muahaha. So we get in, and then it's all dark inside so we're no longer noticeable. We walk a little in the back so we can observe our surroundings, and th
en we start shaking with Joy.
WE.
GOT.
IN.!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
M<UIAHAHAHAHA
MAUAHAHAHAHAHA
MUAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAH!!1 TAKE THAt, YOU STUPID GUARDS!!!!
And WHAT did we see on stage?! OUR BEAUTIFUL JAY, IN FULL ARMOR, DANCING AND SINGING TO BAN SHOU REN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!
EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!
--> JAY PRACTISING ON STAGE!!!! (http://www.webpost.net/mi/midori8/DSC00573.JPG) (he's in the brown jacket)
We were soooo excited. There is our beloved Jay, on stage. BEAUTIFUL, BEAUTIFUL JAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!! We are shivering in the cold and we move closer to the stage. By this time, he's changed and he's wearing long brown leather coat, and he's singing Ye Ye Pao De Cha again. We stand there and watch, took secret pictures without a flash, and then watched for aroudn 30 minutes. There were TONS of guards in front of the stage, like a dozen on each side, all lined up. All the fans could do was stand behind the guards. Then some STUPID girl comes with a DV (Camcorder) and RECORDS HIM singing a song! Of course this pisses off all the Taiwanese workers, and then they start pushing us to go to the middle of the field. (where we can't see jay clearly). So we get pushed and we're all standing by the operating tent, and we stand there for around 40 minutes or so, watching him sing, dance, and play the piano. He came up in the piano and the music starts playing, and he goes, "What song is this?"And then he goes, "I need more light, control, can I have more light?" and we're like, "JAY IS SO DIAO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"hahahahah!! He also starts rubbing his hand on his lap because it was so cold. I think he stopped playing because it got too cold. Landy even asked for a jacket on stage.
It gets really cold and we noticed that no one is standing around us. They all either went home, or MIGRATED back to the front of the field! So we decide to slowly migrate when Landy came on stage. (abra says she dated jay? BOO!) Anyhow, so we went up there and this girl standing in front of me goes, "Oh, you're back!" She was talking earlier with me asking me how I got in, and Im like, "A friend of a friend." and she goes, "your friend knows Jay?" and I'm like, "uhh......" So she now thinks my friend knows JAY is starts sticking to me and Abra like glue. And she goes, "you're taiwanese, aren't you?" and I'm like, "How do you know?" and she goes, "You talk with a taiwanese accent." Well, we all stand there and watch Jay sing his beautiful songs, and then he starts to play basketball! He misses the first shot (really low) and the guards chuckle. And then he's playing half-heartedly for awhile since it's so cold, and they start to practice Ba, Wo Hui Lai Le and all the dancers come on stange and dance. They do Love Before the Century too, and all the dancers come, they did I think all the dance numbers. Some of the dancers were pretty hot, and I bet they were all taiwanese, and they were so fashionable I was missing taiwan like crazy. Damn shanghainese men, no fashion sense, no eye candy, means a bored me.
Okay, so its around 9:30, and the producer of the concert says over the mic, "Jay, come back tomorrow by 3 to do the wire testings, and all the dancers, come back by 3:30." Abra and I look at each other. "poor jay!" Then Jay starts heading towards stage left, and the fans start following. We scream from the front of the stage, "Jie Lun!" and he looks over and waves. Then Abra and I scream, "Jay!!! JAYYY!!!" and he looks a bit and then he leaves. I RUN to the side of the stage and I see him coming down the path. One of the body guards JUMPS in front of him, like blocking me like a foot ball player with hands and legs spread out and everything. But I say in English, "Can I talk to him? Can I meet him?" and the other bodyguard goes, "nononononono." And Jay is walkin
g by me and I'm like, "Jay!! Jay!!!" and he's looking down. And I switch to Chinese and I go, "Jay, wo chong mei guo lai kan ni de!" (Jay, I came from the US to watch you!") and this time he looks up and smiles at me, and nods his head. and I"'m like hyperventilating, because he SMILED AT ME!!! JAY LOOKED ME IN THE EYES AND SMILED AT ME!!!!!!!!!!!! OMG!@@!!$!@#!@#!@# OMGOMGOMGOMGOMGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG!!!!
And then Abra goes, "Jay, Shanghai is cold, take care of your health!"And he looked at her too. And then we follow him in the door, and abra goes, "Bye Bye!"And Jay waves, and then I say, "Bye Jay!!!!" and the door glass doors close and we watch him go inside into a small room. Then this four black bodyguards sit themselves in front of the door. OH MY GOD, I hate how they like surround him!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! but I guess that's their job. I was wishing for every second I was there that I was born a big, black, bodyguard, destined to be the bodyguard of jay. then I thought, "wait, then I'd be a gay black man, and jay doesn't like gay black men." so I thought, "hmm, a short chinese girl is okay, maybe."
So, at the door, there are 10 of us or so, waiting. It gets colder and colder, and I'm FREEZING, but I didn't care, because I SAW JAY AND HE LOOKED ME IN THE EYES!!!!!!! (DID YOU LIKE MY HAIR JAY?!?!?!?!) The numbers start dwindling and at last there are 6 of us left. The guards start telling us, "That room is connected to the hotel, they're staying at the hotel right there, so he already left." and I snort at him. Then the guard who chased us earlier sees me and goes, "ITS YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" and put on a face of innocence and say to him, "Whatever on earth are you talking about? Who are you and why are you looking at me, and did you like the chase?"
He didnt understand a single word, and another fan goes, "She doesn't understand what you're saying. She only speaks English." so the two guards look flabbergasted, and I say, "So speak english to me." And the shorter one that's nicer and didn't chase us starts pointing at ME, and then pointing at the exit. And I start gesturing like, "What? What?" and the I speak real fast english to him, "What are you saying? I don't speak Mandarin. Do you want to learn english and be my private student?" Then I look at abra and abra goes, "What are you saying? We don't get it." They give up and start talking to the chinese girls telling them to translate but no one did. I heard one of them go, "how are you."hahahahahaha
AHAHAHAHHAAHAHAHAHHA
Okay, so we stand there, and then dancers come out and they were hotties, some of them. The guard looks at the other three girls and ushers them out. And then they come to the 3 of us (me, abra, and the girl whos following us around) and goes, "Can you guys go outside, please?" and I'm like, "Why?" in english and he looks lost. He points to the outside. I point to the inside. He points to the outside. I shake my head. He gives up and goes and wanders around. Then he comes back and goes, "You already saw the concert, why stay?"and I say, "I love jay!" and he doesn't understand and goes, "Go home, come back tomorrow. " and I start speaking chinese like an ABC and I go, "Jing tian, jing tian!" in a sing song voice. Now he finally gives up and wanders away. The other girl gets a phone call and says, "well, im leaving. I can't wait any longer." we're like thinking, GOOD. But we say, "bye!"
Then, we wait another hour or so and it's like 10:30 almost. The dancers have almost all left and the cars are inside, waiting for everyone. That means they're going to leave!
The bodyguards come out and I look at all four of his body guards and I ask the first one, "Could I please just have some time to get an autograph?" one of them was from africa and had a huge accent, and goes, "no autographs." and I look at the nicest looking one and I say, "I came all the way from America to see him. Can I please just talk to him?" And the guy looks at the other guys. Ding Dang (Jays assi
stant that follows him everywhere and is famous for that) comes out. I say, "Ding dang, ding dang, can we get an autograph?"and ding dang looks at Abras camera and says, "no pictures." and I say, "how about an autograph, please? We waited for 6 hours or so." and she goes, "well, since it's only the two of you." and then Jay is standing right there and I stare at him, I LOVE YOU JAY!! I think. He's wearing a shorter brown leather jacket with the j-lo/hip hop style big square dark colored sunglasses, and he's wearing black gloves. I say, "Jay, will you sign something for me?" and he goes, "okay, what do you want me to sign? take it out." so I took out abras notebook and my picture of him with the fake signature I got. I said, "this is mine, and this is hers." I gave it to him (I TOUCHED HIS FINGERS!!!) and he signs JAY CHOU on the front of the picture. Then he signed Abra's, and she tells him to write her chinese name. He goes, "What characters?"and she tells him, but he writes it wrong, and she goes, "with the grass characters on top!"and he goes, "haohaohao," like, "ohyeahohyeah." Then I say, "Jay, can you write my name in Chinese too?"(we're speaking chinese this entire time). And he goes, "whats the character?" and I say, "my name is xiaoqing, qing with the grass characters."so he wrote the little grass characters and im like, "uh, the bottom part is uh... "I was so excited I couldn't think. And abra goes, "Qing, without the grass tops!!" and he writes it. While he was writing, the nice looking bodyguard goes, "she came all the way from america to see him." and I said, "Jay, I came from the US! Thanks for the autograph!" and he gives back abra her pen and she shakes his hand!!! (I only poked it!) goes, "no problem." and then they start to leave. "Thank you!!!" we both say and start running outside. My friend Ki was outside waiting to pick us up, and we jump into her car and scream like maniacs. WE SCREAMED FOR LIKE FIVE MINUTES!!! Ki almost went deaf!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
OMG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! THESE ARE MY AUTOGRAPHED PICTURES!!!
--> My AUTOGRAPH FROM JAY!! THE FRONT!!!! (http://webpost.net/mi/midori7/DSC00576.JPG)
--> THE BACKSIDE!!!!!! (http://webpost.net/mi/midori7/DSC00577.JPG)
Had I known that I would have met him, I would have written a letter! I was thinking about writing him a letter, CRAP I SHOULD HAVE! I was going to and then give it to him when I met him, but I go too busy. I wanted to leave my number and write some stuff that would definately like make him think a little, but I didn't have time. I wanted to tell him about the American music scene, and how his music affects taiwan and abcs, and how he's mixing two cultures together with music that doesn't stray too from from the roots of either cultures.... but I didn't have time. sigh.
I MET JAY CHOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!11
I MET JAY CHOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!
AND HE KNOWS MY NAME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1
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aSDFJAKSDJFK:ASDF:ASDJFAKSJDFJASDf
ASDKFASJDFKJASD I CANT WAIT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! OMG GOOOOADSFSDFJASJDFASDJFASJDF
asdFJASDLFJAL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
this is one of the best days of my life!!
I can't believe all that stuff I did! It's like a freaking movie! I can't believe I did all that!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1
OMGOMGOMG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!
OH MY GOD
GO CHUN LI GO
GO CHUN LI GO !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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JAYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY
CHOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! AND I TOUCHED HIS HAND!! or rather, I POKED IT!!!!!!!
ASDJFAKSDJFIAJSDFJ!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1
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I CANT BELIEVE IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!
MY EXISTENCE ON THIS PLANET IS WORTHY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1
aSDJFKASDJFK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I MET JAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!I CANT BELIEVE IT!!!!!!!!!!!!I MET JAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
OKAY, LET ME TELL YOU MY STORY.
*breathes*
calms down.
I finish my classes at 2:30 or so and I go take my Wushu classes. I finish at 4:17, run home and go shower and change so I can meet Abra. She takes the taxi to my house and then we leave around 5:00 or so. There's traffic, so it takes us around 20 minutes to get there.
So we're like getting impatient, and we want to get there right away!!! When we finally get there, we give him the money and get out and we start getting all excited because we hear Landy singing. She's singing blue rain or something. We start walking up the corrider to the entrance hall, but there were guards standing in front of each entrance! Abra and I are like SHIT!! What do we dO!!!! So I say, "okay, we're here, we're going to infiltrate this palace no matter what we do!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!" We run down stairs and start looking for ways to get in. We walk by several entrances, but they were all well lit and there were tons of people standing around, so we couldn't get in. We walk around and around the HUGE stadium, and FINALLY, we see a dark one, where all the chairs are put. It's right next to a restaurant, and it's dirty and dark with no guard there. I tell Abra, "This is our chance!!!"
We run down the dark corrider, only to reach a gate, a dead end. To our left is the hallway of a restaurant, and to our right, a steel gate. We're stuck. I'm looking around, and Abra goes, "Pssh, Chun Li!" And I look and there's a gap in the steel gate, big enough for us to fit through!!!!!!!!! So we walk through there, and we immediately plaster ourselves to the wall because the guards can see!! We think, "CRAP!" what to do!? and we notice that next to us, next to the restaurant, is another small walkway, and it's only a walkway because there's tons of wood next to it. If we walk straight and kneel, we'll get to a steel garage door looking type thing, but its halfway open and we can see the rehearsal! So we practically freak out in excitement and we go through the gap again and start to creep down the little walkway. We walk down halfway, when we notice that theres a chef there, kneeling down and watching it too! We're like, "oh shit! what to do? Will he tell on us?" but he notices us and goes, "It's okay, the guards not here." So we keep going, and he gets up and leaves. We reach the end and there's a bunch of plastic chairs there, and we grab two and sit down next to the right corner of the garage. We were nicely hidden by a huge concrete v shaped pole. We listen to him sing Ye Ye Pao De Cha, and then we took two pictures each of the stage.
--> Where we were looking from before the dumb guard closed the garage door. (http://www.webpost.net/mi/midori6/DSC00568.JPG)
--> Another picture of them rehearsing. (http://www.webpost.net/mi/midori6/DSC00569.JPG)
We used our flash, so the guard noticed!! He came over and starts screaming at us in Shanghainese, and I'm able to pick out some stuff, and I'm like, "Hey! Stop yelling! We won't take pictures anymore, okay?!" And then Abra goes, "yeah, we won't take pictures!" And he goes, "This is my job! You guys are risking my job!" And I'm like, "Well we're sorry then!" and he goes, "go, leave, leave!" And I'm like, "dude, I AM NOT leaving from this sp
ot!" And he goes, "Then I'll close the garage door!" and I push the garage door up and go, "YOU ARE NOT CLOSING THIS DOOR!" and he goes, "oh yeah?" And I said, "Yeah!" and he goes to the mechanical switch and pushes the down button. Doesnt matter anyways, doesnt take a genius to figure out how to work that. So he goes, "HA! WATCH THE DOOR!" and I'm like, "FINE, I WILL!!!" And then he leaves and I stare at Abra, like, "wtf do we do now?!" so then I was like, "Screw him, I'll just open the freaking door." So I turned on the panel and pushed the up button. When it got to where it was, I pushed Stop. And then I looked around and he really wasn't there and I said, "Abra, we've got to go. He'll never let us stay here!" Abra goes, "Where?!" and I point to the lawn, "OUT THERE!!" so I grab her and we head into the little hallway on the left. We run through it and we're in the open space, but we decide to stay in the little dugout type path that surrounds the stadium. We run all the way down, and we stop maybe 5 minutes later, until we're a good 400m or so from where we were. So we peek out above the lawn and watch for awhile since now we're on the left side of the stage, but after 5 minutes, I notice the guard running towards us on the lawn! "DUCK!" I screamed to abra, and then we ducked and ran some more. But the guard started looking down the dugout and found us and starts screaming in more shanghainese. So we get up, and we walk, ever so sloooowly, back the way we came. And hes saying like, "you crazy kids, you're going to make me lose my job, what the hell are you thinking, stupid kids!" and whatever. So then we get to where we started out, the hallway connected to the little garage area, and he gestures for us to come up to the lawn and walk out with him. I shake my head NO and stick my tongue out at him and point to the hallway, saying that, "we'll go out this way, thank you very much." So he walked AROUND the corridor, and then when I couldn't see him anymore because he walked behind the wall, I grab Abra and say, "DOWNSTAIRS!! we're going downstairs!!" So instead of going straight through the hall and walking out next to the garage, we run downstairs and into the basement, where all the pipes are!!!!!!!!!!!1 We RUN LIKE THIEVES down the hallway, laughing our asses off at the stupid guard! He probably walked to the garage and started looking for us, and then probably noticed the steps down to the basement, HAHA THAT SUCKER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! SUCKER!!!!! So we're still running and laughing, and then we slow to a fast walk, and then we hear a door slam. "sHit!" we think and we hid behind a pole. Either someone walked through the door or closed it in front of us, but 5 minutes later, no one was there. We start running on our tiptoes down the hall again, and then we stop when we get to a door. "Exit" it said, with an arrow pointing up. we walk up the stairs and glue our backs to the wall. We hear voices, and then after awhile, they stopped. I whispered to abra, "should we go up?" and she shakes her head. We started to go back downstairs, but then a man came down the stairs. I turn around and stare at him. He turns around and stares at me. We stare at each other.
"Where's the exit?" I say, like a dumbass.
"Right up there," he replies.
"Are there people there?" I ask.
"The guards aren't there."
"Is there another exit?"
"...."
"?"
"Well, the guards aren't there right now." Then he continues walking down the stairs. Then, another man comes down the stairs.
"...." says me.
"...." says he.
He walks past us and me and abra stand on the stairs. I peek my head above the stairs, and the coast is clear. I tell her, "Let's watch from here for awhile. I don't know where we're going to go down in the basement, and I don't want to get locked down there." so she agrees, and then we head up and stand next to the steel gate. The gate is locked, but we're RIGHT NEXT to the stage and I tell her, "If we stay here and be quiet, MAYBE JAY WILL WALK
BY!!!!!!!!!! then we can talk to him!!" so we stand there for 5 minutes, but then 3 guards walk by. SHIT! So the guy walks by the door and does a double take. Then he starts screaming and yelling in shanghainese and goes, "what the hell do you think you're doing here!" and I'm like, "What are YOU doing here?"
And he goes, "Get out!"
"No."
"Leave!"
"No!"
He goes and gets backup.
"Get out!"
"No! They told us we could stand here!"
"Who's they?"
"Them."
"Who's them?"
I'm like racking my brain, trying to think up a good story.
"The lady at the hotel said we could stand here!"
"What? Why?"
"Because we flew all the way from the US yesterday and we got front row VIP seats, THATS WHY!" (big fat smelly lie)
So he thinks about it, and goes, "You can't stand here!"
"Why not?"
"Because!"
"She said if we stayed quiet and stood here, it would be okay."
"No, it's not okay, get out!"
"I'm not LEEAVVVINGGG, what are you going to do?"
So he goes and gets MORE guards, and then another guard starts going,
"Get out! Get out!" It was getting too loud, and I'm thinking Jay will never come at this rate, so I said, "Don't touch me you smelly old man!" and then Abra and I start walking out. We look at each other, and it looks like time for plan C.
SO, we walk back OUT a corridor that looks like this:
--> One of the obstacles in our way... a long, well-lighted corrider before we reach our Jay paradise. (http://www.webpost.net/mi/midori6/DSC00572.JPG)
and we get to the outside. We start walking around the stadium again, thinking, what to do, what to do??? We get some drink and food from the vending machines and then I get a scarf because I'm cold. I start harassing the scarf lady for information about the concert.
"When are the rehearsals usually over?" I asked her.
"Around 10 or 11, maybe."
I look at my watch. It's 7:30.
She starts asking us where we're from, so I start telling her a bunch of bullshit, and she goes, "Wow, the US? How come you had to bargain with me for a 10 yuan scarf?" Looking at me in disgust like I'm cheap or something. and that hit a touchy point for me. I said, "Look, just because we're from the states doesn't mean we're rich, okay? Do you think it was easy for our parents to go there? Not knowing any English? Do you think we don't have to study, to work, for what we want? I had to work my ass off for MONTHS just to get a plane ticket here, the streets in the US are not made of gold, there's no gold pieces for you to pick up when you get on US soil, okay?" So she goes, "Oh." People are so stupid sometimes, they think that just cuz youre from another country (ANY COUNTRY OTHER THAN CHINA) that youre rich, and that is grounds for them to rip you off. losers! Getting ripped off sucks, but it's part of the culture, can't do anything about it. look at how we basically got ripped off by the scalpers in the fan meeting thread.
We walk around and I notice that there's a path to the underground for cars. I tell abra, "Plan C!" and we start leaning on the edge of the small wall. The guard notices us hovering there, and he gets ready for action. He's pretty far away, and he starts walking around. I tell abra, "okay, time to go." we start walking down the path, and we're like 1/3rds into when we hear screaming in shanghainese. "great, I think." so we look back and the guy is pointing at us and walking fast, going, "hey! where are you two going!" so we laugh and ignore him, and then the screaming gets louder and he's running. So we break into a run and streak down in the parking lot and hide behind a little luggage cart. We hear him yelling, "come out! Where are you guys!" and we laugh, but I look around and its just the basement of a hotel, next to the laundry room. Nothing. So I didn't care if we got caught. But the guard is like panting and yelling, and the he finds us and says, "You crazy girls! Idiots! I was talking to you! How dare you ignore me!"So we just ignore him more and
start walking back. Half way up, I go, "So how was the exercise, mister guard man? We were concerned about your health and wanted to take you jogging!" so this gets him all irritated and he goes, "You stupid kids! You think you can do anything, run around and get inside, I don't know what you young people are thinking, blah blah blah." I opened my mouth at him and stuck my tongue out.
"BAHHHHHHHHH." I said.
He goes, "You stupid kid!"
"BAHHHHHHHH."
"Stupid KID!" So we laugh like crazy, and then go back up. I look at abra. Time for another plan.
So we leave and go back to thinking about what we should do. We start waiting at one of the well-lighted exits, and we see all these nice cars. Jay will leave in one of the nice cars, we thought. We must wait here. But then, that wasn't good enough, because WE WANT TO MEET HIM!!! So I'm standing there in the freezing cold, thinking, thinking, thinking, and I noticed that everyone who can walk in the gate without being asked a single question is wearing a yellow tag. "Hmmmmmm." I think. So I tell Abra that we need to hunt for a person leaving who has a yellow tag.
After about 20 minutes or so, a man walks out with a tag around his neck. I take abra by the arm and I'm like, "Plan D!" So, we follow him and I start racking my brain for any and every excuse I can use in the book. After 15 minutes or so, good traditional chinese bribery worked, and we end up with two tags. Unfortunately, Mine had a yellow string, and Abra's didn't. She can't walk in and be all unprofessional just HOLDING the pass, so I was like, "crap!!" and then I thought of an idea, and I lugged her over to the restaurant and I start shivering and making myself look all pitiful and I went up to the counter and go, "p-p-please, miss, would you happen to have a rubber band, or some string?" And she goes, "String?" And I'm like, "Yes, string." The lady hands me a rubber band, and I look at it and think, no, this won't do, so I ask her, "What about string, do you have any string?" And she goes, "Why do you need string for?" And Im like, "Well, because you see, I have a camera and the string broke and it fell off. And im so cold now that I can't hold it in my hand, and I'd like a string so I can tied it around the camera and then around my hand." And she stares at me like, "What?" And I look at abra and she goes, "Your dad will kill you if he finds out you lost the string." And I bit my lip and try to make myself all sad looking and I'm like, "He's going to kick my ass so bad." So we look at her after our little show and the guy next to her is already taking this string (that happened to be yellow!!) off of this wine bag. "Oh, that'll be perfect!" I said. they get it off and give it to me, and I say, "I'm saved! Thank you so much!!!" and then we walk out and into this little dark area and abra starts tying the string around the pass. I look at it, and the pass says, "Construction worker. Grass cutter." GREAT I think, I did my hair and dressed all crazy and everything and I'm a construction worker!? So I turn the pass over and put my scarf around it so only the tip and the string shows. I did the same for abra. Then I tell her, "Showtime. Let's go." We go over to the gate (a different one than were we were standing at before, so the guards wouldn't recognize us) and then I start speaking English really loudly. the fan girls and guards stare at us.
"Excuse me, excuse me, could you open this door please."
The guard looks at me, I shift my scarf over so he sees the pass, and then he starts to unlock the door.
"Yes, thank you, Abra, don't forget our dinner reservations and the camera, all right?"
"Of course."
We walk right in, and I keep talking, "Oh my gosh, it's soooo cold. What is wrong with this Shanghai (pronounced, Shane-hai) weather? It's soo much colder than the US."
Muahaha. So we get in, and then it's all dark inside so we're no longer noticeable. We walk a little in the back so we can observe our surroundings, and th
en we start shaking with Joy.
WE.
GOT.
IN.!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
M<UIAHAHAHAHA
MAUAHAHAHAHAHA
MUAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAH!!1 TAKE THAt, YOU STUPID GUARDS!!!!
And WHAT did we see on stage?! OUR BEAUTIFUL JAY, IN FULL ARMOR, DANCING AND SINGING TO BAN SHOU REN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!
EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!
--> JAY PRACTISING ON STAGE!!!! (http://www.webpost.net/mi/midori8/DSC00573.JPG) (he's in the brown jacket)
We were soooo excited. There is our beloved Jay, on stage. BEAUTIFUL, BEAUTIFUL JAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!! We are shivering in the cold and we move closer to the stage. By this time, he's changed and he's wearing long brown leather coat, and he's singing Ye Ye Pao De Cha again. We stand there and watch, took secret pictures without a flash, and then watched for aroudn 30 minutes. There were TONS of guards in front of the stage, like a dozen on each side, all lined up. All the fans could do was stand behind the guards. Then some STUPID girl comes with a DV (Camcorder) and RECORDS HIM singing a song! Of course this pisses off all the Taiwanese workers, and then they start pushing us to go to the middle of the field. (where we can't see jay clearly). So we get pushed and we're all standing by the operating tent, and we stand there for around 40 minutes or so, watching him sing, dance, and play the piano. He came up in the piano and the music starts playing, and he goes, "What song is this?"And then he goes, "I need more light, control, can I have more light?" and we're like, "JAY IS SO DIAO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"hahahahah!! He also starts rubbing his hand on his lap because it was so cold. I think he stopped playing because it got too cold. Landy even asked for a jacket on stage.
It gets really cold and we noticed that no one is standing around us. They all either went home, or MIGRATED back to the front of the field! So we decide to slowly migrate when Landy came on stage. (abra says she dated jay? BOO!) Anyhow, so we went up there and this girl standing in front of me goes, "Oh, you're back!" She was talking earlier with me asking me how I got in, and Im like, "A friend of a friend." and she goes, "your friend knows Jay?" and I'm like, "uhh......" So she now thinks my friend knows JAY is starts sticking to me and Abra like glue. And she goes, "you're taiwanese, aren't you?" and I'm like, "How do you know?" and she goes, "You talk with a taiwanese accent." Well, we all stand there and watch Jay sing his beautiful songs, and then he starts to play basketball! He misses the first shot (really low) and the guards chuckle. And then he's playing half-heartedly for awhile since it's so cold, and they start to practice Ba, Wo Hui Lai Le and all the dancers come on stange and dance. They do Love Before the Century too, and all the dancers come, they did I think all the dance numbers. Some of the dancers were pretty hot, and I bet they were all taiwanese, and they were so fashionable I was missing taiwan like crazy. Damn shanghainese men, no fashion sense, no eye candy, means a bored me.
Okay, so its around 9:30, and the producer of the concert says over the mic, "Jay, come back tomorrow by 3 to do the wire testings, and all the dancers, come back by 3:30." Abra and I look at each other. "poor jay!" Then Jay starts heading towards stage left, and the fans start following. We scream from the front of the stage, "Jie Lun!" and he looks over and waves. Then Abra and I scream, "Jay!!! JAYYY!!!" and he looks a bit and then he leaves. I RUN to the side of the stage and I see him coming down the path. One of the body guards JUMPS in front of him, like blocking me like a foot ball player with hands and legs spread out and everything. But I say in English, "Can I talk to him? Can I meet him?" and the other bodyguard goes, "nononononono." And Jay is walkin
g by me and I'm like, "Jay!! Jay!!!" and he's looking down. And I switch to Chinese and I go, "Jay, wo chong mei guo lai kan ni de!" (Jay, I came from the US to watch you!") and this time he looks up and smiles at me, and nods his head. and I"'m like hyperventilating, because he SMILED AT ME!!! JAY LOOKED ME IN THE EYES AND SMILED AT ME!!!!!!!!!!!! OMG!@@!!$!@#!@#!@# OMGOMGOMGOMGOMGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG!!!!
And then Abra goes, "Jay, Shanghai is cold, take care of your health!"And he looked at her too. And then we follow him in the door, and abra goes, "Bye Bye!"And Jay waves, and then I say, "Bye Jay!!!!" and the door glass doors close and we watch him go inside into a small room. Then this four black bodyguards sit themselves in front of the door. OH MY GOD, I hate how they like surround him!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! but I guess that's their job. I was wishing for every second I was there that I was born a big, black, bodyguard, destined to be the bodyguard of jay. then I thought, "wait, then I'd be a gay black man, and jay doesn't like gay black men." so I thought, "hmm, a short chinese girl is okay, maybe."
So, at the door, there are 10 of us or so, waiting. It gets colder and colder, and I'm FREEZING, but I didn't care, because I SAW JAY AND HE LOOKED ME IN THE EYES!!!!!!! (DID YOU LIKE MY HAIR JAY?!?!?!?!) The numbers start dwindling and at last there are 6 of us left. The guards start telling us, "That room is connected to the hotel, they're staying at the hotel right there, so he already left." and I snort at him. Then the guard who chased us earlier sees me and goes, "ITS YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" and put on a face of innocence and say to him, "Whatever on earth are you talking about? Who are you and why are you looking at me, and did you like the chase?"
He didnt understand a single word, and another fan goes, "She doesn't understand what you're saying. She only speaks English." so the two guards look flabbergasted, and I say, "So speak english to me." And the shorter one that's nicer and didn't chase us starts pointing at ME, and then pointing at the exit. And I start gesturing like, "What? What?" and the I speak real fast english to him, "What are you saying? I don't speak Mandarin. Do you want to learn english and be my private student?" Then I look at abra and abra goes, "What are you saying? We don't get it." They give up and start talking to the chinese girls telling them to translate but no one did. I heard one of them go, "how are you."hahahahahaha
AHAHAHAHHAAHAHAHAHHA
Okay, so we stand there, and then dancers come out and they were hotties, some of them. The guard looks at the other three girls and ushers them out. And then they come to the 3 of us (me, abra, and the girl whos following us around) and goes, "Can you guys go outside, please?" and I'm like, "Why?" in english and he looks lost. He points to the outside. I point to the inside. He points to the outside. I shake my head. He gives up and goes and wanders around. Then he comes back and goes, "You already saw the concert, why stay?"and I say, "I love jay!" and he doesn't understand and goes, "Go home, come back tomorrow. " and I start speaking chinese like an ABC and I go, "Jing tian, jing tian!" in a sing song voice. Now he finally gives up and wanders away. The other girl gets a phone call and says, "well, im leaving. I can't wait any longer." we're like thinking, GOOD. But we say, "bye!"
Then, we wait another hour or so and it's like 10:30 almost. The dancers have almost all left and the cars are inside, waiting for everyone. That means they're going to leave!
The bodyguards come out and I look at all four of his body guards and I ask the first one, "Could I please just have some time to get an autograph?" one of them was from africa and had a huge accent, and goes, "no autographs." and I look at the nicest looking one and I say, "I came all the way from America to see him. Can I please just talk to him?" And the guy looks at the other guys. Ding Dang (Jays assi
stant that follows him everywhere and is famous for that) comes out. I say, "Ding dang, ding dang, can we get an autograph?"and ding dang looks at Abras camera and says, "no pictures." and I say, "how about an autograph, please? We waited for 6 hours or so." and she goes, "well, since it's only the two of you." and then Jay is standing right there and I stare at him, I LOVE YOU JAY!! I think. He's wearing a shorter brown leather jacket with the j-lo/hip hop style big square dark colored sunglasses, and he's wearing black gloves. I say, "Jay, will you sign something for me?" and he goes, "okay, what do you want me to sign? take it out." so I took out abras notebook and my picture of him with the fake signature I got. I said, "this is mine, and this is hers." I gave it to him (I TOUCHED HIS FINGERS!!!) and he signs JAY CHOU on the front of the picture. Then he signed Abra's, and she tells him to write her chinese name. He goes, "What characters?"and she tells him, but he writes it wrong, and she goes, "with the grass characters on top!"and he goes, "haohaohao," like, "ohyeahohyeah." Then I say, "Jay, can you write my name in Chinese too?"(we're speaking chinese this entire time). And he goes, "whats the character?" and I say, "my name is xiaoqing, qing with the grass characters."so he wrote the little grass characters and im like, "uh, the bottom part is uh... "I was so excited I couldn't think. And abra goes, "Qing, without the grass tops!!" and he writes it. While he was writing, the nice looking bodyguard goes, "she came all the way from america to see him." and I said, "Jay, I came from the US! Thanks for the autograph!" and he gives back abra her pen and she shakes his hand!!! (I only poked it!) goes, "no problem." and then they start to leave. "Thank you!!!" we both say and start running outside. My friend Ki was outside waiting to pick us up, and we jump into her car and scream like maniacs. WE SCREAMED FOR LIKE FIVE MINUTES!!! Ki almost went deaf!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
OMG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! THESE ARE MY AUTOGRAPHED PICTURES!!!
--> My AUTOGRAPH FROM JAY!! THE FRONT!!!! (http://webpost.net/mi/midori7/DSC00576.JPG)
--> THE BACKSIDE!!!!!! (http://webpost.net/mi/midori7/DSC00577.JPG)
Had I known that I would have met him, I would have written a letter! I was thinking about writing him a letter, CRAP I SHOULD HAVE! I was going to and then give it to him when I met him, but I go too busy. I wanted to leave my number and write some stuff that would definately like make him think a little, but I didn't have time. I wanted to tell him about the American music scene, and how his music affects taiwan and abcs, and how he's mixing two cultures together with music that doesn't stray too from from the roots of either cultures.... but I didn't have time. sigh.
I MET JAY CHOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!11
I MET JAY CHOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!
AND HE KNOWS MY NAME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1
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ASDKFASJDFKJASD I CANT WAIT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! OMG GOOOOADSFSDFJASJDFASDJFASJDF
asdFJASDLFJAL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
this is one of the best days of my life!!
I can't believe all that stuff I did! It's like a freaking movie! I can't believe I did all that!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1
OMGOMGOMG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!