All rapture-d out
Had a superb weekend celebrating the hubster's birthday, it started from Thursday night, his birthday eve. I got him a chocolate cake (that he loves and which I secretly hated because it was too sweet) and his pressie - a watch. After debating inside what to get him I decided to get him something he already has - to add more to the collection. Hehe.
The next night I bought him dinner at Vincenzo in Bangsar. It's an Italian restaurant, the food is alright, but nothing to shout about. It's pricey for me though! I wanted to bring him to Westin's restaurants in town but it was a Friday night and we all know how crazy the traffic is on Friday evenings.
We went out to Zouk later that night, on a whim as the hubster suddenly decided he wants to go out. It was packed and a friend of ours got absolutely wasted and we had to bring him and his girlfriend home with us to sleep on the sofa.
The next day I caught a cold thanks to so little sleep, and after popping some meds and napping for like 1 and 1/2 hours we were out to catch The Rapture (and the Green Room event too of course). We went in late because the event will go on until 2am so logically The Rapture won't be performing til 12am, that's what we were guessing. So while waiting outside for the VIP tix (muahahaha! I love free anything), guess who came out of a white Mercedes van looking like tourists? The band itself!!! I thought who la this group of gwailos until I saw the vocalist (the only one I recognised). They were like, 5 metres away from me. I could've taken like 3 steps and asked for a picture. Or their souls. Or something.
But I didn't because I wanted to maintain my coolness quotient for the month. Stupid innit? It's not like I get to bump into them everyday. But whatever, nevermind.
It was quite a good show from them, although at first I could barely hear the vocalist. I supposed they rectified the sound problem and then they sounded alright. Just a small niggling thought came to me while watching their performance though, they aren't that great live. I dunno lah, maybe it's just me. Was good hearing old tracks I liked such as House of Jealous Lovers. Honestly I don't know any of their new stuff.
We left after Lap Sap finished their mish mashed (albeit cheesy) set. Have to say their video presentation was fantastic, kept people hooked and they didn't hold the shock factor by showing pictures of illustrated colourful vaginas interspersed with pole dancing cats. The gwailo chicks next to me were gaping in distaste, hahaha. Oh yeah, speaking of video, I forgot - the video from Tenderfist feat. Arabyrd's set (can't remember what song) was really good. The one that sort of copied Post Secret's concept. Some of the messages were really funny and interesting.
Yesterday we went to watch a movie in the morning, which I was cursing hubster for as I felt it a waste of a good 2 hours of my time. I don't know why he wants to watch it so much - Sorcerer's Apparentice urgh! Terrible, it would be fun to watch if I was 5 maybe. Shoulda watched Salt.
You know what's funny? A weekend that you spend doing a lot of things instead of just relaxing and doing nothing actually feels longer. I can't explain why but I felt like I had a long weekend.
And then today I opened my Facebook account to see a bitter rant in response to what I said about Aidid Safar and his followers. I don't wanna elaborate but sesat is sesat. Well the rant included words that I felt were offensive so of course I wrote about it on my status:
By the way, until now I don't know what pariatic is. Does it mean, being a pariah? Hahaha, beats me. That's why la, use big words to insult people, then in turn became joke of the century.
The next night I bought him dinner at Vincenzo in Bangsar. It's an Italian restaurant, the food is alright, but nothing to shout about. It's pricey for me though! I wanted to bring him to Westin's restaurants in town but it was a Friday night and we all know how crazy the traffic is on Friday evenings.
We went out to Zouk later that night, on a whim as the hubster suddenly decided he wants to go out. It was packed and a friend of ours got absolutely wasted and we had to bring him and his girlfriend home with us to sleep on the sofa.
The next day I caught a cold thanks to so little sleep, and after popping some meds and napping for like 1 and 1/2 hours we were out to catch The Rapture (and the Green Room event too of course). We went in late because the event will go on until 2am so logically The Rapture won't be performing til 12am, that's what we were guessing. So while waiting outside for the VIP tix (muahahaha! I love free anything), guess who came out of a white Mercedes van looking like tourists? The band itself!!! I thought who la this group of gwailos until I saw the vocalist (the only one I recognised). They were like, 5 metres away from me. I could've taken like 3 steps and asked for a picture. Or their souls. Or something.
But I didn't because I wanted to maintain my coolness quotient for the month. Stupid innit? It's not like I get to bump into them everyday. But whatever, nevermind.
It was quite a good show from them, although at first I could barely hear the vocalist. I supposed they rectified the sound problem and then they sounded alright. Just a small niggling thought came to me while watching their performance though, they aren't that great live. I dunno lah, maybe it's just me. Was good hearing old tracks I liked such as House of Jealous Lovers. Honestly I don't know any of their new stuff.
We left after Lap Sap finished their mish mashed (albeit cheesy) set. Have to say their video presentation was fantastic, kept people hooked and they didn't hold the shock factor by showing pictures of illustrated colourful vaginas interspersed with pole dancing cats. The gwailo chicks next to me were gaping in distaste, hahaha. Oh yeah, speaking of video, I forgot - the video from Tenderfist feat. Arabyrd's set (can't remember what song) was really good. The one that sort of copied Post Secret's concept. Some of the messages were really funny and interesting.
Yesterday we went to watch a movie in the morning, which I was cursing hubster for as I felt it a waste of a good 2 hours of my time. I don't know why he wants to watch it so much - Sorcerer's Apparentice urgh! Terrible, it would be fun to watch if I was 5 maybe. Shoulda watched Salt.
You know what's funny? A weekend that you spend doing a lot of things instead of just relaxing and doing nothing actually feels longer. I can't explain why but I felt like I had a long weekend.
And then today I opened my Facebook account to see a bitter rant in response to what I said about Aidid Safar and his followers. I don't wanna elaborate but sesat is sesat. Well the rant included words that I felt were offensive so of course I wrote about it on my status:
Funny that someone who highly regards their own intelligence calls another stupid, one dimensional, a twat, a clown, judgemental, pariatic (???), naive, ignorant, uneducated and a failure when it comes to expressing opposing views. Didn't realise it was a test who can debate better and there shall be a winner. Rolling rolling on the floor laughing my clownish arse off.
So she wrote to me apologising and then continue berating me for my opinions and that I have "misrepresented their views". How is telling it like it is misrepresenting? I'm not making up what Aidid Safar is preaching. He really said what he said, and selling books on Amazon from it, yet because of ISA (of all things!) he is afraid to reveal who he is? Chicken shit, that's what Aidid Safar is! If he is revealing the truth, Allah will save him, what does he have to worry - unless he doesn't believe in God?By the way, until now I don't know what pariatic is. Does it mean, being a pariah? Hahaha, beats me. That's why la, use big words to insult people, then in turn became joke of the century.
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