i'm going to kick things off with the muse concert @ fort canning.
two words. HELL YEAH!
went with the bro. being the sweet sister that i'm normally not, i treat my bro to a ticket. it's his birthday. and i owe him money. hah. two crazy ass muse fans. we go WAY back. it pisses me off how young and dumb the new fans are. no offence to anyone who's reading this. in sorta elitist way, i like to think that i dig them when they were unknowns. back in secondary school. blasting plug in baby when mr heng was talking to me during art class. that was fun. imagine the hysteria (pun intended) when they played the old songs. we went wild. i was standing on a rock. want to know the long story? ask me personally. i'll tell it all over again. i can't write it here cause i need gestures and facial expressions to describe how sweet the spot was.
next was the highly anticipated il divo live @ the indoor stadium.
i was PSYCHED! i was LATE! fashionably late, if i may add. considering that most of the people have already settled in their seats when i arrived. sorry eleanor for making you wait. i was stucked in traffic. in a cab. the uncle was genuinely worried i might miss the start of the concert. bless his soul. and he was a fan! he played regressa mi while driving. i thought it was the uncanniest thing that could happen to me.
i didn't miss anything. thank god. managed to grab front row seats. third row from the stage to be exact. right smack in the middle. where i wanted to be. where seb always stands. so yeah. i splurged 250 bucks on it. shoot me. i would spend a coupla hundreds more to fly out and see them if i need to. one word to describe the whole exprience. surreal. they were pitch perfect. they were so close i couldn't believe my eyes. i had the silliest grin slapped on my face the entire time.
oh ya, i got seb's autograph! yay me!
for more il divo photos, click HERE!
lastly, the gig at barbaablackchic. jens lekman was here on a social visit y'all! haha..
i thought it was random for him to perform here. his reason being, to visit a friend in australia. man, you gotta love the guy. so he's the one that prances around, with a flower behind one ear. whistling to a tune. angering zainal along the way.
yeah, i went with the blokes. we had fun didn't we? it sucks that i got to leave early. once you go black, you can't come back? i know i miss out on a chance to hang out with jens and be his buddy. ARGH! stop reminding me already? yes, i'm referring to you azmie. no group hug for me. :( but he drew a flag for me! yay! i got his autograph too. but that's for another post. :)
right now, i'm kinda adamant about marrying a swede. some might already hear about my whole theory about their education incentives. free school for the kids! i'm not even sure i'm having any.
here's me and my favourite swede! he's soo cute! jens mat balding. hur hur..
note: there's soo much details i left out here. but seriously, i need my hand gestures and whathaveyou's to make it justifiable. for now, this will do.
photo credits goes to me and azmie.