great moments in friendship history

thursdays are my craziest days at school. lecture, lecture, lab, lecture. 9-7. you get it.

today was particularly annoying because i think i have strep throat. (outbreak at my workplace? outbreak at my work place! bienvenue a mi cuerpo!!)

so. i'm at my last lecture, and there appears a message from Alex. "extra ticket to Shakira. come?"
here's the thing. i dont like Shakira so much anymore because I never got into her recent albums. but i still remember my obsession with her that lasted about 10 years, so i can still be loyal, right? right.

actually, wrong. you see, concerts cost money. money is the reason my bank account hit a negative today (for the first time EVER!! - welcome to studentville).
money is something i do not have.

a hot ass, yes.
awesome hair, yes.
cute feet, sure.

money, no.

BUT. she gave me the ticket anyway.

and Alejandro Sanz was there. and so was Wyclef, but Alejandro!! from the 9th grade video i made with Zaimar et al!! Where i played the dude in the "Ella" video!!! (so butch, even back then)

so i freaked. and i tried to yell but then remembered those damn kids that gave me strep.

but i danced, sorta. and most of all, i saw Shakira give the horniest concert in my personal concert-going history.
so thanks, Shakira. now i gotta go have phone sex and hump a pillow.