WHERE ARE OUR BLOODY TICKETS.

It's now sinking in. RIGHTTTT IN. That Hui Min and I didn't catch Muse at Wembley last night because our tickets never arrived. Long story short- we were suppose to receive them by special delivery but there was nobody at our flat to sign for it in late August. We went down to the post office to collect it on Friday but the lady refused to give it to us because we didn't have the collection card (which we never received) but she did promise to have them delivered by noon on September 11. Muse Day. We waited and waited and waited the whole damn afternoon (HM and I sat by the door) but they never arrived.

We went down to Wembley anyway.

And at the box office, Hui Min tried her best to get the tickets re-issued but the lady said she couldn't do that and she couldn't do a thing. Not a damn thing. And I was just so shocked we were both AT Wembley. And we were so crushed and we couldn't do a thing. So we bought Desmong his programme booklet. And walked away from Wembley just as THOUSANDS of people were walking towards it. One of the most surreal moments of my life. Ever.

I seriously wonder where on earth are our precious and already-paid-for Muse Tickets. That Hui Min ordered on 20 November 2009.