[We're running faster than the speed of light!] Fucking Rewind was awesome. [Oooh, wordplay! hahah] S.O.B.B. still rocks with or without Dzul. It'll be a hell lot better WITH Dzul. Bloody bastard screwed up. Then again, who doesn't right? Anywowaye, I had dim sum for lunch with Aqilah somewhere behind Bugis Junction whilst waiting for Salmah+Papadoom to arrive. Damn I was late. Soo sorry man. I should be shot. We walked on to Red Bar but it was delayed due to some technical hiccups. S.O.B.B. was the second band to play & yeah, I was biased & took more pittures of HT instead. WHAT. Not my fault the other two blended in the dark! All I got off the two guys were floating clothes! Ok kidding. ILAOU. The next band wasn't too bad but it could've helped if the vocalist would sing WITH his eyes open. Haha. Arcane Sounds came on next. Awesome music but Bebek's voice was drowned in/by the music a bit. They do better originals than covers, really. Ooof, one of my compositions came to life! Oh no! [song title] saw the light of day! WHOO. I was dancing like a mofuckum & perspired like a holy pig[with hair]. But I wasn't as wet as when I was on Grad night's dancefloor. I swear I loved how Arcane Sounds has morphed my lyrics into something vavavoom! I was straight throughout their set. So much so I made Papadoom & Ezzat headbang [lighty] wimme. They encore-d Oh no! :D So later it was LJS time with Salmah HT Zuhdi Papadoom. Clement & the others came in after HT found her toilet. Hahaha. We shatted for over an hour & then took 7 back to my turf. Zuhdi's scary. Sometimes he breathes so fast & other times, he just DOESN'T breathe.
I'm glad I went out there for the gig. Fun siol. I got home fever-ed, flu-ed & aching. Idk why or how. Then my dad found Dunhill hidden in the printer. He didn't blow up. I got round to telling him the truth anyway. I'm glad but still weirded out that he made me sit down with him & my mom & talked things out. Bloody talk man. He didnt even utter a word of vulgarity [malay and/or english]. I think it's high time I really grow up & out of the old habit. Why did I start it out again? Thanks to a broken heart. But I'm all mended now, I don't need cigarettes anymore. Besides, I don't need to be reminded of that grusome breakup cos it turned out worse anyway. I don't need to paint my heart & lungs black anymore. I'm getting older, I need to act/be/feel/think my age. But it doesn't mean I've to stop power-dancing till I perspire like a holy pig :D Ain't gonna be easy but Imma kick nicotine outta my life eventually.
