Archive for January, 2007

Dear Gossipers

Sunday, January 28th, 2007

Dear Gossipers,

I actually don’t mind you people gossiping because i gossip too, really i do. Who the hell doesn’t?

But be a PROFESSIONAL gossiper. Gossip SILENTLY for goodness sake.

It definitely hurts if you actually hear bad things about yourself.

It’s better if people gossip without you knowing it.

                                                               Cheers,

                                                                         Me.

MUSE WAS ORGASMIC. (quoted by Yanie)

Thursday, January 18th, 2007

16 Jan 07.

Muse concert.

Nadia, me, Yanie and friends.

First, we didn’t queue.

We didn’t KNOW we had to queue.

We have forgotten Singaporean’s NO. 1 rule:-

"QUEUE FOR EVERYTHING AND ANYTHING."

As i’ve told Nadia, Singapore’s propaganda doesn’t work well on us.

It didn’t instill the kiasu-ness in us.

So we saw people sitting in a long long line but we thought nothing of it. NOTHING AT ALL.

I was thinking they had nowhere better to sit and wait. And we ended up sitting at a statue too. Until, we realised that they were queueing and we were like "oh shit". The end of the line didn’t seem to end so we called Yanie and to our relieve her friends were already queueing. So, a HUGE Thank You to them. :)

No wonder people all stared at us.

We waited, waited and waitedtedted for 3 full hours for the concert to start. Pokemon betol ar.

Nadia pitam-ed.

People are sweet you know. They offered water, fanned Nadia — even if it meant fanning with a sling bag. Kinda cute huh. And the one fanning her with the sling bag is a caucasian. SUH-WIT.

And when the concert started, everyone pushed us to the front. And before we know it, we were in the mosh pit.

People were body surfing, mosh-ing, siku-ing and head banging. HELL YEAH.

a guy’s body landed on Nadia’s head and her clip tersenget ke depan and her specs pon tersenget.

But as you all know, I am short and small, I couldn’t breathe coz im like dihempap by all. And everybody’s pushing each other. I nearly fell.

My worst fear in a concert – STAMPEDE.

Luckily, my heroin saved me. Nadia pulled me away.

We went to a calmer side which was full of working adults in their working clothes.

And we came across some Nyonyas too.But NO Apeks noted.

This means Nyonyas rocks but Apeks don’t.

I’m gonna be a Nyonya one day too when i reach 60.

Admit it, Females are the best.

Case closed.

We were the only few there who were headbanging and jumping and moshing like we were drunk. I even closed my eyes when i was enjoying.

Muse was pitch perfect live.

We sensed that people were staring but who the hell cares. We were having fun.

We went home sweaty and yet still high. Not able to walk straight. At last, we sat on a road curb, singing.

YES. IT WAS ORGASMIC.

The adreline rush and all.

$87 of exercise, screaming, sweating and muscle cramps.

It was worth it.