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Friday, April 10, 2009

i am the walrus part 2











WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!:D:D:D:D:D:D

got the photos from amoeba so... this is part 2 i guess. cos one just aint enough of a tribute to them.

OASIS @ singapore indoor stadium. pure fucking genius...

i am the walrus

pictures pictures pictures...

this was a long time ago. after cny celebration allan first, and then kit, jessie and yun came over for a bit before that night's outing. and then there's allan in a punjabi suit that the rest missed hahahah. punjabi pictures below. its alright to laugh heh heh.yup that's what we indians do in our free time... dance and pray hehehe

next up is oasis concert on the 5th of april sunday. the best mother fucking time. brilliant doesn't even begin to cover the tip of the tip of the tip of the iceberg. their charisma is flawless and performance was unrivalled. i think i would like to live my life in a concert:D damn fucking good.

everybody was body to body with each other. my sweat is your sweat. i was "massaged" in my boobs many times but i didn't give a rat's arse coz the music was what it was all about. everybody was so nice and friendly at the concert. so accomodating and free! like when we started jumping together, the whole crowd would lose their balance and sway to either side, only no one would fall coz its so tightly packed you'd just be leaning on another guy. and then that guy would be leaning on another guy. nobody would mind, instead they'd give you this massive grin and deliriously glinty look that seemed to suggest that you connected on a level that nobody else outside could cmprehend. it was like being in love as a child. no restrictions whatsoever.

there was this guy behind me at one point who ruffled my hair for no apparent reason. and another guy who swayed and sang with me (he put his face close to mine and shouted out the words). and this guy next to me, so nice la... he let me rest my arms on his shoulder. i was whacked a couple times on the back by unnamed people. damn shiok la... everyone should live their lives like they were living in a concert.

im glad christine and yuhua was there tooooooo. they were awesome and weren't frightened of the insane me at all. they went sufficiently insane with me:D i bought a poster which christine was happy to keep for me in her bag during the concert. it got crushed anyway by authentic oasis fans weeeeeeeeeeee!!!! haha i would have bought it afterward but the guy say it will run out pretty soon!!


pre-concert. i was suppressing alot in i must say... yuhua me amoeba

sad to say i was a little too high to take picture during the concert so i have to wait for amoeba. part 2 perhaps? these are shots of the stage being prepped for the awesomeness of liam noel gem and andy.
a lot of people had their fists up in the air, doing air punches, even before the guys came out.

just a couple of geeky fangirls waiting for their rock gods to come out...

clearly after the concert. my hair was drenched. my shirt was moist from my own and several other awesome fans' sweat. you can tell by the colouration of my shirt. felt like running marathons after the adrenaline shot. yuhua felt the same.

amoeba and yuhua. they were too short to see from the back where we were initially standing. then we followed these group of people who were finding their way to the front. then when the concert started we somehow managed to slot ourselves just 3 metres from liam!!

yuhua for some reason is very good at taking selfies. after the concert we were sweaty and grinning out arses off. even on monday, the adrenaline hadn't caught up yet. we were all bouncy and super high and the sheer thought of the night before made us mad with pleasure!!! hahaha i was on ecstacy and my sister got the worst effects of it. even the next day when i returned to school i was a little... off. nonetheless, i slowly returned to my lethargic "school" mode through the course of the day:D

my poster:D:D:D:D:D:D wahahaha! suits my room i must say...

i have decided to collect them at every concert i go to and cover my walls with musical goodness. radiohead's next. i already have a spot on my ceiling reserved for them so that i can wake up to climaxes everyday:D only kidding, that spots saved for matthew bellamy;) gosh just thinking of the concert makes me splash my posts with neurotic euphemisms and smiley faces... something i only approve of and allow when one is incandescently happy :D:D:D:D:D:D weeeeeeeeee!!

right. so yesterday was sports day. i was on photo duty(meaning slacking off in the dark room with mm and sweet rachel) so i didn't have to sit through the festivities. seemed loud though. must've been alright. last year i didn't bother with coming to school so i have officially missed sport's day for the rest of my life. haha i think mm and i share the same "who fucking cares?" sentiments on this one...

later we went to watch detroit metal city. it was a horribly douchebaggy movie that i wasted 8.50 on... i warned the milkshake but she just had to watch it against my better judgment tut tut. it doesn't take a rocket scientist to know that if the movie is in japanese, made in japan and has a poster that looks like this,chances are that the movie will suck balls. hahaha but mm has a incurable addiction to fetishy cutesey films with million dollar marketing schemes. sigh, who can help her? hahaha like an exceptionally adorable moth to a flame...

before the movie we saw this and just had to do it... a few ang moh girls walked past and laughed at us heh. now this is a movie i want to watch... yummy.




have a good friday everyone!! hahaha i hope you notice the not so subtle play on words... church on saturday evening anyone? betamon's having a thing and i need good company...

Thursday, April 2, 2009

joy

OMFG

i was in my room listening to a song about vibrators and masturbation and my dad just walks in (he doesn't fully understand the notion of knocking yet). i totally jumped la... i hit the mute button... he just starts talking about random ollie stuff. no facial expression.

not the first time. a few weeks ago i was on the phone talking about female genital mutilation and i was like in mid-sentence...

"noooo they really cut the inside part of the vag and...-"

BAM! door opens wide and he's standing there! i stare up at him in mid-sentence... *pause* "ok nan come eat" totally normal!! @#$%^&*())(*&^%$#@!@#$%^&*()

1) he's blur as a button
2) he didn't hear both times (i was pretty excited...)
3) he's feigning ignorance

i really hope he thinks i said "veg" or let this be my suicide note... urgh! so embarrassing... *bites pillow*

please oh please let it be 1 or 2.

chapel talks

pastor: i'd like everyone to close their eyes and bow their heads now to pray *pray pray pray*

me: *wakes up. looks around*

pastor: those who would like the lord to be the source of fulfillment to your life please raise you right hand. please, nobody look up *annoyed*! raise your right hand.

me: starts mentally counting...

pastor: thank you (points) one there (points) thank you (points) up there (points) no one look up. close your eyes please *sounds eve more irritated*.

me: (thinks) 3 only. hahaha what a loser. laoyapok pastor. how you gonna get people to convert like that? tut tut. FAIL.

pastor: please open your eyes. thank you to those who raised your hands. im quite glad that so many of you have decided to accept him. i hope you all find the lord to be your *blah blah blah*

me: huh i thought only 3 were awake enough to lift their hands? aaaaah so that's why i was supposed to close my eyes... this trick's not gonna work on me buddy...