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Gloria Estefan, with my parents and a friend, for the millenium new year. Worst thing ever. EVER. Gloria Estefan?! How the hell did that happen?
They even got the damn time wrong. I kept checking my watch since the concert was so boring, and so when it finally hit midnight, I expected her to SHUT UP and have the balloons drop as we piss our pants with excitement over a new millenium, blah blah. Nothing happened. Balloons were still in their hammocks, Gloria was still dicking around with Blue Man Group or some shit and I looked around and saw people all over the stadium checking their watches. So we're all pissed off waiting for her to acknowledge this, and then ten minutes or so later, they try and do a Y2K crash fake-out on us, which was simply excruciating. There was a huge screen at the back of the stage, and a virtual bug crawled across it as the lights flickered and went out. "Oh my god, it's the Y2K bug!" Except you're TOO FUCKING LATE BITCH AND THAT IS FUCKING LAME ANYWAYS.
Fuck you, Gloria Estefan. You ruined my millenium. [Yes, MY millenium. Deal with it.] I blame everything on you.
Dirty skank.
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