and i thought i was bad

It's been three days and we're still in a daze over Jay.

Only half my mind is at work. The other half is busy processing how to get to know him and marry him.

One friend went home and immediately started surfing the net for information on him until 3am. And bought his VCD the very next day. And almost fainted when he took off his shirt during one of the songs.

Another had such bad withdrawal symptoms the day after the concert, she had to rush out and buy the DVD of his previous concert.

Yet another suffered from illusions of grandeur -- her own words -- that he was her ex-boyfriend and he was singing to her at the concert and that she was his one true love. "Can die!" was her exclamation.

We were totally kicking ourselves when we read that he was at The Heeren and Crystal Jade at Holland V on Sunday and we missed it.

As for me, I dusted off this old book of his photos which I bought in Taipei. And almost dropped into a dead faint when I flipped to the page where he was topless.

I've also been moping around like he just broke up with me, cos I'm not going to see him again for a very long time.

When are we going to snap out of this delicious agony?