I want to be a groupie

The concert was insane. The innitial euphoria has simmered down now, which is a good thing else this whole post will be 'aaaaaaaaaarggggggggggggh'. It was my first rock concert ever, yes i know, late bloomer, lame whatever you want to call it i'm it. But that just made the experience all the more exciting. We got busted when trying to bring in alcohol, squashed in the crowd and i had Disco screaming in my ears half the time. We were at the stadium a couple of hours earlier, with hardly a line much to our disapoinment. Logan and Sumi went in search of happy liquids and i made friends with a cute NS chap while waiting for Aji. The desperate urge to pee just vanished once the band started playing. It was absa-f*ckin-lutely insane. I know Sumi will say this is my favourite but i repeat it simply because it is true. When Liam said 'this is for the ladies out there' and sang Wonderwall, I knew it was meant for me. ME! ME GODAMNIT ME!! I still have Champagne Supernova ringing in my head

Brokeback Mountain

We watched in on big screen, much to Aji's dismay. I found the movie really sad. It would have been the perfect love story if it was a man and a woman. Being two men, and in that time, them not being able to display their true feelings and having to live lifes that are endorsed by society - even more heartwrenching was the little little signs that showed how they really felt. I am so accustomed to Malaysian cencorship that i half expected the love scenes to be choppy and patched. As a friend put it, why do stories about homosexual love always have to end sad. I wonder how many sheep died in the whole duration of the shooting though.

Absolute indulgence

I havent eaten so much rice in a row in a very long time. All my meals consisted of the wonderful starchy grains in different forms. Sumi will attest to the simply addictive briyani that we indulged in a few times. I also hadn't slept that much in months. Even though i found myself awake most of the time, largely due to habit, the amount of naps and hours i had shut eye has left me longing for a pillow in the office today. We all got so sloshed on Friday night. We found a place with 20 SGD all you can drink and made full advantage of it. The drinks were surprisingly not watered down, and the company we had made it easier to kick back and enjoy the night. Conversation was plentiful and as all drunken stories go, we ended up getting all emotional. I wonder how we got to 'what we would do with a million dollars' to 'who we loved more in the whole world'. I stepped out of that cab in tears that night, but it was things that had to be said, and things that had to be heard. Happy tears, no doubt.