By some stroke of luck, we ended up trading in our Lower Box and Upper Box B tickets for 4 second row Patron seats. Unfortunately, expecting to be seated miles away from the stage, none of us had proper cameras. We had to rely on camera phones. Ah, well.

No one screamed louder than Ramona, that's for sure. But seeing as she's celebrating her 17th birthday not 2 days from now, I'll give her that. I'm deaf in one ear but I'll consider it as a birthday present to her. I had bequeathed upon her my sense of hearing.

My mom was also beside herself with utmost flailing and dancing around. At one point, she even urged my younger sister Sari to get closer to the stage -- Sari refused. To which my mom said, "Paano kayo magpapakasal kung ayaw mo man lang lumapit sa stage?" Clearly, my mom isn't quite as in touch with reality as we had expected her to be.

All in all, we had a pretty kickass night. David Archuleta is a top performer, and such a sweet kid, too. And damn, he's growing up spectacularly. Did you get to see those hands? I stared at nothing but those hands. Okay, maybe also his face and his butt. I am a perv. Not sorry to say. :)

P.S. I had to steal a photo off of tumblr for this post. I'll try to post original media as soon as my sister uploads her stuff.