there i go again, pretending to be you.

yesterday.
i went to Anchorpoint to meet Annabelle so we could buy tickets to the Muse concert next February.

it's a hundred and fifty-eight bucks gone, but now i ish happy. ^_^ despite the rain yesterday.
observe this conversation:

Annabelle: K. Where're you anyhow.
Me: At tiong bahru. I take 33 from redhill right?
Yup. Get out of the mrt and cross the road to the bus stop. I think i better take umbrella to find you at Ikea bus stop.
Ok. Hahah why! Are there a lot of ppl there? Don't they all drive to ikea?
Huh its raining damn heavily! You be caught in the rain leh.
*train comes above ground and reaches redhill*
0.o what the FUCK!?

well, joy has no price, so what do you want?

and that's one quarter (for now) of one of my life goals accomplished: to see my favourite bands in concert. and the one that's most likely to take place too.
seeing as how my other favourite bands (for now) are the Arctic Monkeys (ehh...), the White Stripes (i don't think so), and Nirvana.

which obviously will not happen, unless Kurt Cobain should come back to life via some strange supernatural occurence.

and i've discovered the joys of Queensway.
i was actually just looking around for a cap or running shoes, but i think i'll return there in the holidays to shop.

thanks for hanging out with me Annabelle!

today i was supposed to go out with the guys for steamboat dinner at Bugis, but it fell through and became failboat. lol
another time perhaps.

and Depressing Saturday is still on. i really need to find something to do.
i mean, i could study, but i'll be damned if that perks me up.

Capoeira is off for December! boohoo.
but then again, i could use the time for my back to recover. please come back to me, dear space-near-my-kidneys.