So… I am in my bed and in my pyjamas, and I get a ring on my telephone-iPhone. Ring ring! Two of my very handsome male friends are having quiet drinks with Felipe Massa (of Ferrari F1 fame) and tell me to “quick, come”.
I did not want to go at first because:
1) I love PJs and don’t want to get out of them
2) It’s a school night… I don’t go out for fun on school nights… Need sleep!
3) I get quite shy around the A-listers sometimes (YES, TRUE) – who knows how many men women and kids must be hounding Massa?
I don’t want to join a big unknown group, much less look like a groupie.
My two friends tell me there is only the three of them chilling out and having drinks. “Quick, come.”
I think about it for too long, finally jump out of bed, put on some lipgloss and eyeliner, brushed my hair (barely) and called a cab. I even brought along my Ferrari jacket so I could sell it on eBay if he signed it. (JOKE.)
I’m on my way when they update that “oh no”, he left for a massage in the hotel that they are having drinks at.
Poor boy must be beat, I have a busy week ahead and so does he. Let him have peace and quiet… He deserves it. Let us sleep.
Lesson learnt: Don’t chase stars, they will change their schedule.
I get the cab to turn around and S$18.20 later, I go back to bed and put my pyjamas back on. Yawn!!