Sisyena's Happiest Moment

One of my happiest moments occurred when I went to a Lady Gaga concert last year. I had a good overall score for my mid-year examinations, and my individual scores were quite good, as well. I managed to get the 3rd position in class for my overall score. Therefore, as a reward for my hard work, my father bought three Lady Gaga concert tickets: One for himself, one for my mother and one for me. Yes, my parents, too, are huge fans of Lady Gaga’s songs.

I found out the good news one night over dinner. My father told me that he had a surprise in store for me. Originally, I wasn’t that excited. In fact, I was rather indifferent about it. I assumed that it was just another trip to some restaurant. Then, I heard the news. I began screeching like a chimpanzee. If my mother did not hold me down, I think I would have brought the whole roof down. I called up about fifty of my friends to spread the good news, posted it on Facebook, and spent hours blogging about it. Not only did I get to escape one whole night of cramming for the upcoming preliminary and PSLE examinations, I also got to hear one of my favourite singers sing LIVE, and not through the radio or my iPod.

For once, I actually planned ahead what I was going to wear and not just stick my hand into the messiest closet in the house and randomly pull (I literally have to pull my clothes out, thanks to the mess) out a top and bottom.

On 12 August 2009, I marched into Fort Canning, with my parents. When I went in waving my ticket around like a giddy lottery winner, my mouth suddenly dropped open. I was a bit late, the crowd was growing by the minute, people were cutting queues in a desperate attempt to buy tickets at the last minute, and Lady Gaga was not there yet. However, I refused to let this destroy my happy mood.

Unfortunately, after a while, the wait seemed to have undesirable effects on my mood. The heat was unbearable. In fact, I nearly fainted, due to the heat, firstly, and the crowd. I was a really bad case of someone with claustrophobia. My parents gave me a borrowed ice pack, and tried to fan me to keep me alive. Something else to dampen my mood was the fact that Lady Gaga herself was one hour late! However, when she finally showed up, my heart soared. I was jumping, screaming and trying to sing along to her songs with my horrible voice. All my favourite Lady Gaga songs were sung. I did not know what came over me, but I was suddenly acting like a really crazed fan. My parents had to leave a bit earlier, just as the last song started, as none of us were actually prepared for this delay of one hour and had other things to do as well.

Just as we were walking out, before the crowd started moving, we noticed Lady Gaga herself walking into a van. Lady Gaga was actually less than ten metres away from me! I screamed my lungs out in excitement.

This was, by far, one of the best days of my life.