Okay I will admit it, before this whole thing I didn't actually know how many fans Adam had in Singapore. I thought it was mainly just Lyd and me (ha ha) and a handful of others. Not that I didn't think highly of him (a handful is still two handfuls and half more than what Kris Allen has), but because Singaporeans have
I AM NOW VERY SORRY FOR THINKING THAT.
Perhaps I should have taken the album going Gold as an indication. That would be 7.5k copies sold, and that's before taking into consideration the sales from the deluxe album. But there I was, thinking naively, "oh probably only about 500 are really intense. It'd be safe to go for the autograph session".LOL. SORRY ABOUT MY LIFE. (and if you happened to be at Bugis last Saturday by chance you'd probably have been sorry about your life too)
I will spare you all the details about what went down, but basically I can tell you by the time 4pm rolled around there were more than a thousand people squeezed at the fucking tiny Bugis Square. It was hot and humid as hell, and also drizzling. Absolutely the best kind of weather to turn people away, yet more than a thousand people waited it out. Before you think it's just a thousand crazy fan girls, Straits Times reported guys who were waiting there since early that morning. And many of them were straight dudes (my gaydar works perfect, thank you very much. And the "oh they only like him coz they're gay too" argument will make me slap you in the face so don't even try)
What can I say? Adam Lambert brings out the crazy in people. Ahem. Moving along.
Where was I? Oh right. Pandemonium.
First, let me show you how far the queue stretched AFTER the square's been filled up
And then allow me to show you what happened when he finally appeared (haha I love how convenient these videos are. Thank you, people-who-took-them!)
Yeah that's right. PAN-FUCKING-DEMONIUM. (hahaha demon. ok never mind)
While on one hand it's really scary to be in the midst of deafening screams, it's also extremely gratifying to see people showing him the adoration he deserves, and YES. THERE'S HOPE FOR SINGAPOREANS AFTER ALL! *wipes tear dramatically*
Ok. Less talk, more pictures. I was near enough to get really close up pictures, but because I was busy trying not to combust or faint or something I ended up with like four nice photos and ten blurry ones. Thank fuck for professional photographers whose photos I can steal.
I'll have you know I took the following photos. 
Ok not great but at least you can make out faces mmkay?
This one I'm actually proud of because IT IS CLEAR. UNLIKE EVERYTHING ELSE.ANYWAY.
As proof of Sony's continued efforts to make every fan pissed off with them (oh did I mention they got boo-ed at the showcase when Glenn Ong thanked them as sponsors? FUNNIEST THING EVER), the autograph session was stated to be one hour long. 1000+++ fans, 1 hour. You do the math.
But even before anybody could get an autograph, 10 lucky bitches who won VIP passes got to go in front of everybody else and get their autographs and A HUG. FROM ADAM LAMBERT HIMSELF. I'd probably have been more jealous if I hadn't been terrified by the screams (of jealousy and rage) from everybody else in the crowd. HAHA that was funny.
The whole autograph process was extremely mechanical - basically you don't even get to hand him the album sleeve yourself. Instead, a grouchy Sony exec (I choose to believe she's a Sony exec because she's a bitch) grabs the sleeve from you and lines them up in front of him for him to sign and ALSO PHYSICALLY BLOCKS YOU from standing right in front of him, so you can only take your sleeve from the other side of her from him for 2.5 seconds before the security guard hauls you off the stage. And when I say haul, I mean HAUL.
A simple illustration (haha it's amazing what I do at work after I'm done with my actual work)
Sony bitch is in brown because she's a piece of shit. The two boulders at each side of the table are bodyguards. We minions are in pink while Adam's in blue because he's special and he glows because he's God. All bitching aside, I do have to say, it's impossible to get mad (or think clearly) when ADAM LAMBERT is about 50 cm away from you. I would describe to you what happened but I don't think you want to read psychotic blabberings (not as if this entire post isn't made up of psychotic blabberings already) so I'll just post a picture of what you'd have seen if you'd been there.
except of course he's actually looking AT you.
(oh Simon, always so useful)
AND THEN...
me (in my mind):
"L.AKSJFHLJHLKWER,OMFG.NMFGPISADLFJASKASSDFLEHLJFLJSDF!!!!!!!!" *flails, chokes and dies*
me (in real life): "THANK YOU" *stupid grin"
I looked probably something like this
And that was basically it for me, but the whole thing still went on for another hour. I don't remember what happened for the next hour because my brain had already melted.
AND THEN HE WAS GONE
LOL joking. Just wanted to use the gif. Not enough gifs in this entry.
So have I been relegated to something no better than a Fei Lun Hai fangirl? Why yes, yes I have. Will I stop making fun of them? No, because I'm not fangirling over people who can't sing, act or even look vaguely intelligent. Therefore it's justifiable. (I play with the term "justifiable" very loosely) But there you go. ADAM FUCKING LAMBERT was in town for the very first time and I heard him sing. ADAM FUCKING LAMBERT is about a hundred times more gorgeous in person if that's even physically possible (but then again, he defies laws of physics/biology/logic/i don't even know) ADAM FUCKING LAMBERT was 50 cm away from me and he smiled at me. I don't really give a shit if I am a fangirl ;)
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