it’s true.
and i think there are a lot of people around me who have probably witnessed or experienced this at one time or another.
i’m saying this because i feel extremely guilty for yelling at my dad for all the things that happened today.
sorry pops.
i couldn’t make it to frisbee because i kinda woke up late but i was dressed and ready to go and then i realized that i only know the way to astaka, or at least in theory i sorta know where it is and where to head or who to call.
but in reality i am supposed to be making my way to kbu which i’ve only seen twice in my whole life and for me to get there before 9am when’s it’s already 8.30am as i left my house would be impossible unless i grew wings during the car ride.
even then it would be highly unlikely that i’d know how to use my new wings, which i don’t have, of course.
+_+
this is what having your period does to you.
it’s like it’s not good enough that you have to bleed, and that you get pissy, apparently you can also go a little whacked like what i am now. +_+
but the highlight of this post is that i had an excellent day yesterday. a little screwed up but excellent.
almost good enough to think about writing about.
i’m kidding!
i had like minimal sleep because of a current kinda slow addiction to grey’s anatomy of which i plan to get the rest of the seasons because it so happens that what i have of it now is something i already kinda watched on national tv but wasn’t really interested at that time. since i’m about to go bonkers anyways, why not go wild with a tv drama that is honestly so amazingly complicated i don’t even know half of what’s happened or what’s going to happen…
anyways back to the minimal sleep.
i had to wake up early anyways to go all the way to college to pay the fees +_+
and why couldn’t someone else do that for me?
because apparently i’m the only person who knows how to do it
+_+
nevermind that.
so i spent close to two hours mindlessly in some computer lab
until *T tells me class is over and lunch would be fantastic.
i don’t eat but i had a rather laughable time what with more real-life drama about some weird sexuality issues
o.O
whatever.
so now that i have the company, *T and i head over to midv to get the last of my pay and walk around aimlessly.
i’ve missed her though, strangely.
i think it’s established that we should have our mondays together.
i don’t know what will come of that, but i might put more effort in this than with the rest of the people i know.
so it was midvalley mindless wandering and meandering, with more complicated relationship issues happening..
what is it with kids these days? tsk tsk… 
and then we, *S, *D, *I and yours truly headed back to *S’s hostel to just… sit around :p
after that it was time to get back and be all ready for an awesome night! 
you do know i got tickets for club 8 and pelle carlberg at KLPac right????
@_@
well i did.
*P came over to pick me up and after some real quick mcd’s, we TRIED to find sentul, jalan ipoh, and wherever it is that we can relate to getting to sentul west. +_+
needless to say it was more like an adventure getting there, and it shows that i should go there more often!
thanks *J and *A for the directions!
and i feel so bad making *F wait for us cause all the tickets were with me!
we eventually arrived, and i don’t think a lot of people were bothered by whichever band who was opening for club 8.
to be absolutely honest, i only heard like 6 songs from this duo before i went for the gig.
but it’s a genre that i’m glad to be comfortable with.
why settle for what’s normal, what’s popular, what’s new, what’s usual when there’s good music from independent bands as well??
i am digressing yet again.
i had the best time i could possibly have in a room full of people, a band that’s amazing, a guy who’s charismatic on stage, friends who enjoyed it as well, drunk people dancing and stepping on my feet, drunk OLD people who dance like they are 15, some enthusiastic people, some unenthusiastic people, awesome music, technical errors, and all that made my night one to remember for this week. (:
it was, one word, fan-bleeding-tastic. (:
and i didn’t drink at all.
(:
maybe because there was an unopened bottle of J.D at home waiting for me. (:
kidding. i didn’t drink. maybe next week.
i am still upset about not being able to make it to frisbee but who cares?
i had a great night, didn’t really meet anyone but at least i know now that i can have a kinda okay time being alone.
indie music, indie me. get it?
i might go for switchfoot next week if there’s a ticket.
life is just getting started.
i am looking forward, can you tell?
(:
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