I'll stop the world, and melt with you :)

Megadeth and Black Sabbath were both fucking awesome. I'm glad I went. I hope LAMC brings in more international acts! I'll start saving up. Starvation weeks ahead!

Anyway, on Friday, Karina, Iylia, Pre, Mervyn, Sara(h), Claire, Ziyang, Bianca and I chilled near the Singapore River. Same spot as previous times, lying down and staring up at the azure sky. Talking shit that centred on nothing in particular. More either ___ or ___ questions, that bordered on absurd sometimes. Claire poked a few ugly, slimy creatures and played with snails. Iylia spat on them. Yuck. Then we took off for Fort Canning. The rest went to eat and all that shit, while Bianca and I went off, since we were "Priority Pass Ticket Holders". Karina, being ever so sweet and lovely, sent us.

Met up with Aqhari, Ron, Ron's adorable friend, Faizal and people I haven't seen since May. Pity Sham couldn't be there though, darn NS. Waited for three hours plus for the band to appear on stage. The songs they played over the PA were good shit though, I was damn psyched. What made me laugh was some hopeless idiot in a Metallica shirt. And then there were clowns near where we stood, probably high on alcohol. Fucking entertaining. Oh, and Dave Mustaine has very pretty hair!!!!! Saw quite a number of friends. Awesomeeee!

The set list was pretty good, and it was a bit stifling being pressed in front. I had this guy with a damn huge belly leaning on me, and I felt a bit outraged and violated, I tried elbowing his belly a few times to get him off me. I had people's sweat all over me, I got elbowed in the jaw, I had people's hair on my face. But it's pretty worth it. During Tornado of Souls, we sort of had our arms around one another, headbanging. And well, a very hot guy was standing next to me. He might've thought I was weird though, but whatever. Anyway, Dave is good at 'Singaporese' or something.

Bianca and I were dissing this blonde girl who took off her top halfway. Pfft. A7X shirt somemore!! Anyway, the night was spent doing other shit. Like, walking to Cine at 1am looking for toilets, sitting down to eat a damn late supper and drink iced tea (teh-peng? LOL). Joe relayed to us stories about NS, I almost fell asleep on the table due to exhaustion. Joe's stories were very very funny though! I laughed. Then I took NR1 home with Gordon.

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Before Heaven and Hell, I met Pre and Karina at Macs near Swee Lee, where Pre tried to study for her A's. Then we picked Mrvyn up at Bugis, then we went to pick Sarah up at Somerset. Walked around town for a bit, then saw Trish and Josh. We slacked behind Taka, and saw Trish (Fox) and her other friend. Took a pic, and off they went. Travelled to Fort Canning to meet Ziyang and Adib. Began our ascent uphill to watch Black Sabbath. We crept around and stood behind the bushes for a glimpse of Dio, and it was amazing I tell you. They set up props, and the lighting was very nicely done. He was running around the stage, despite his old age. Like, a very sprightly old man!! Very adorable, even though my view wasn't very good.

Watched about 2 songs, then we decided to sit under the shelter-hut-like thingy. After that Karina and I went to pick Bianca up from the 'cooking school'. No idea, I know Sham studied there. (I miss drinking there balls.) I kicked a brick, my toe has this clot-like thingy now. Painful.

Then we settled in front of the entrance to listen and groove to music. I know Sabbath isn't Sabbath without Ozzy, but Dio is awesome too! Great voice, cute man!!!!! I like. A lot. Everyone got especially high during Heaven and Hell. Well, I know I did. Then we sat down and talked crap. Like, speaking in Cheena accents and 'why did you call me a bitch' in chinese, thanks to 'Ka-Ling-Na'.

Oh, did I mention, Pre and Mrvyn took a video, and it showed how crazy the crowd was. No moshing, of course. Everyone raised their hands up high as a sign of respect! And they were singing along. No shit, for once, everyone participated in this. Synchronised. I swear, it gave me a very.......warm fuzzy feeling. Like... music is life, you know? Music brings people together, makes them civil towards one another. Music is great, music is the awesomeness shit in the entire world!!!! -rants and raves on and on-

They did an encore, and I don't know, I feel proud to be of the same species as them. To be sharing the same air that Dio, Iommi, Butler, Appice breathed. Shit, I am totally starstruck lah. Stymied and blown away!!! I am a fan girl through and through.

After that stood around doing nothing, before training home with Mervyn, Ziyang, Adib, Trish and Josh. Nyehnyeh.

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Anyway, after the talk with Pre and Karina about relying too much on people, I kind of agree that depending on others will somehow make you vulnerable. Like, one day, when the person no longer feels obligated to provide you with whatever you want - like friendship, love, company, a confidante, a listening ear - you'll be left all alone. Broken. And somehow, it isn't worth so much pain. I'd rather save myself the trouble, and be....happy being totally self-reliant. Like, building a wall around you. Keep others out, at the same time, incarcerate yourself. Honestly, it's so much more easier to be emotionless than emotional. Lol, sometimes I wish it didn't have to be 'all or nothing'. But to prevent heartaches, you have to get rid of your heart... So extreme, right?

Haha, take breast cancer, for example. Either you remove your mammary glands and stop the cancer cells from spreading, or keep those lumpy fats and die a slow and painful death. Tsk. I sometimes think I don't make sense and digress too much. Anyway, I hope I'm not too reliant on anyone. It'll be shitty when that one particular person decides I'm too much and severs all ties with me. Like, that person would think you are 1) self-absorbed, conceited, obnoxious, selfish and 2) absolutely clingy.

Pfft. I realise my post is getting quite long, well it's 2:19am, and I'm wide awake. I shall go read a novel or something. And prepare my Halloween costume. Me is going as gawthick galz. Like, Wiccan Witch. They should burn me at stake, or drown me because I'm a witch.

I am excited about the party, which I'm honestly hoping we're having. Halloween's barely a few days away. I need to get a pretty rad costume. Even if the party's off, I think we're gonna trudge through town wearing cute-cool-scary-awesome outfits.

Oh, maybe I can dress up as a tart/tramp/vixen/hooker, if I had the calibre to do it. Lolol, a sudden influx of ideas. Like I thought of Marilyn Monroe very suddenly. Or I could be an asshole and rent a totally retarded costume. Like a gigantic rat costume (MadTV), or, or, or, Bobby Lee. A sandwich? Maybe not. I get the most retarded of ideas. I still want to be all gothic and kewlzzz. Wiccan witch!!!

I have a black cat (name him Salem), he's out to steal your soul.I am happy. Did that sound convincing enough?