Monday, August 08, 2005

Punkrock Returns

Yeah, I forgot to tell you guys bout a gig on Saturday, so sorry. It was damn last minute. If it wasn't I could have gone with Sab and let her gawk at pretty Owen. HEE.

Gig
Punkrock Returns
Substation
8bucks (fuckin not worth it, due to half the crowd)
6 Aug 05 (passed)
bands:
Samantha (played seven nation army in their own strange way),
Violance cause the Silence (always and forever bump to the vox at gigs. Finally got to know his name),
3dash1 (the band that won School of Rock and was afraid we'd throw bottles at em cos they're commercialised n shit. They played Finch's Letters to You though. YEAH)
Murder By Ska (ppl skanking and made me missed Sab even more)
Arpee (no idea how many times Louis, the drummer had to say HI and BYE to me)
Shoe Size 9 (we got out halfway thru their show. WAHHAHAHAHA)

Some stupid young girls with fishnet stockings and lame duplicate "The Used" tees with overloaded eyeliner infested the gig. But I like them. They're hot.
HAH. Lesbianism.

Ok that just reminds me of the party at Newsroom Bar. I think I kissed Shalu and she kissed Dawn and Dawn kissed my boobs and tried to suckle on them. Fuck highness.
Apart from that, the party rocked. Saturday was HAPPENING!

Woke up at 11am, met Feroze for a movie. Guess what? WEDDING CRASHERS. hah, fucking funny. Thank God I don't watch much TV cos I just found out they showed a LOT of the funny parts in the trailer (just now on TV Mobile).
Then, ate at Pastamania at Funan and met Owen at City Hall for the gig. He was kinda clinging to me and sometimes act gay with Feroze - which is very normal, trust me.
Nice boys. Feroze offered me his Friday Clothing sweater and Owen offered to carry my bag (it wasn't even heavy).

At night, they bought some drinks with the rest of their punkrock skater friends and I met up with my Boobies Dawn, Cynthia and Wendy (plus Scott, non-boobie). Met the rest of the gang in front of Newsroom Bar, encountered some problems (including the fact that I was starving w/o dinner. Told ya 8bucks for a gig was NOT WORTH IT. You all will laugh at me eating SNICKERS u know! heartless.) but managed to get in.
As usual, I couldn't stop myself dancing and they told me to chill. I led them to the platform to dance after they drank. AND I WAS THE FIRST TO GO TO THE POLE BABAY! wooo! ("whatever!", courtesy of Pablo Fransisco)

Sunday was the day Penny and I felt like dying on a magician.
WAHAHAHAHHA. Fatigue la dey.
However, the TV production meeting was damn productive. Was that corny or what!
hah who cares.
THANK YOU AMAN! You're the greatest magician we ever saw. Sorry for being so "OH MY GAWD! OH MYGAWD!" about the whole demo. hahah. It was crazy shit man. As if shit can go crazy.

*crickets*

Moving on....
So yeah, I guess this week we'll all concentrate on our school work. Meetings that go on to the end of night. Lets just forget about family ya? haha. (mass comm sucks uh. WHERE'S MY FAMILY?! I dun see them!)

And I've made a wise decision not to go to the DJ competition on Monday night at Velvet Underground though its FREE!!! shit la. miss a chance to act all rich and famous. (bleargh)

THE BRAVERY ROCKS! They look like runway models who do catwalks for the latest mod wear and play in a rock band. SO FREAKING SEXY!!!
DROOL FEST FOR THE LADIES! (at last!)
Singaporean guys can't beat em, perfect-looking men. Screaming orgasm!

To Arie, HAPPY 18TH BIRTHDAY!! Sorry couldn't join you, Wandie and Haziq at Hard Rock! We go some other time k babe! I already bought tix for the other party on Saturday uh. SORRY! MUUUUACK!

Monday, August 08, 2005 N