Losing all semblance of control

Tuesday was beer with Deb, Pearson (sp?), Lingyu and Cheryl in town. Cheryl and I ended up chugging the foul shit (I hate Amsterdam) down with mints. The saddest thing was when we finished the cans, we weren't the least bit high. Foul tasting crap, I swear to God. o_O Had discussions on how to get high, and I got a shock, because Pearson is damn wild for a supposedly "holy" person who looks like a typical preppy kid. Interesting, interesting! After that they left, and Lingyu, Cheryl and I walked around town like lost souls for a tin pencil case and doughnuts.

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Wednesday was Beowulf at Lido. Before the movie, we walked around a random supermarket, looking at fish, and groceries. After that, we went to the alcohol section (expected) to ogle at liquor. I felt like a noob there, haven't tried a lot of them. I think someday I'll rob the store. The cinema was damn cold though, and both of us had goosebumps. My right hand got numb, and it felt like shit. I got a bit terrified I would get cerebral atrophy or something and slowly lose control of my muscles, but apparently not. After awhile I could bend my fingers again. Come to think of it, my body is a bit dysfunctional sometimes...

The movie was pretty trippy shit though, looks real! At certain parts, the story got a bit dreary and draggy. Never enter Lido's theatres without a jacket! Fucking cold lah. We were trembling and shivering at the end.

After that we ended up in Cityhall, looking at guitars, and discussing shit. We talked dream guitars and music and bands and trawled Penin for umm, other shit. Then we ate at BK, talked about methods to get high, before I flew home to pack my bags for Iylia's unplanned 'party'. I met Trish and took a bus to Pasir Ris. The taxi ride into Uncle Joe's condo was fucking funny. Trish and I laughed like maniacs, and somehow we managed to coerce the driver into turning off the meter, and we used his computer-map like thingy to check where the condo was.

We blasted music, and waited for Mervyn and Kyns to arrive. We had bottles of Johnnie Walker, and an open bottle of Bombay Sapphire, which I liked. Played music too, and then Ziyang and beat-boxer arrived. Trish and Mervyn passed out first, before the rest of us went to the penthouse's deck to. Sat down and listened to electronica and punk and all that. I was fucking tired, my eyes were heavy (sandman is at work!!) as fuck, so at around 6 I decided it was time for me to get some sleep. I slept till 9am, and Sharmila and Pre came!

Then I called for a cab, and the woman called me "Stone Lee." We laughed like motherfucks over that. Apparently, I am quite dumb with operators. The woman said "hello" and I went "Huh" Patrick style! LOL!

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Friday was movie with Tiffany and Delfilia and 2 random boys, I don't know who they are. Ahbengzzzzxzx for life! Fred Claus was lame, we should've watched Enchanted instead. But I think it'll make a good movie for Xmas, because it all ends happily. Wtfff. After that I went home to change to go out with Queenie and Ryan at Clarke Quay.

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Saturday was lazing around, then I showered to meet Trish and Evonne at Orchard. We then proceeded to Home Club for the gig. At first we had problems going in, but then it was all resolved, so YEAH MANZZXZ!!! Anyway, thanks to the vocalist of Withered Tree. He helped, and said I was a reporter doing coverage for the gig. Watched half of Psychotherapy, a bit of Metalgunz, Withered Tree, Firebrands and half of Bhelliom. The funniest shit was the moshpit during Firebrands, like a four people moshpit. Flailed around like an idiot, and I got slapped in my face a couple of times. Bianca looked awesome in her Manson-fishnets-high tops outfit!!

Then Trish, Mervyn, Joe Suicide and I decided to head to Sahara for sheesha and drinks. Too bad Bianca love couldn't join us, but we'll go for sheesha together someday k! Joe told us a lot of interesting things ah, and we talked about the government and propaganda and Singapore nightlife, and the army, and his experiences!

Trish and I weren't very high at the end of it. In fact, all my attempts to get high recently have failed, only for Wednesday night. I felt a bit woozy only from the sheesha! Like a state of....relaxation, when my brain stops working overtime. My second time doing sheesha - I like!! Someone bring me out for sheesha again ;D

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I kind of realised this is a long post - I blogged halfway and had no mood to do it, then I decided to pick it up again. I'm sorry, I don't mean to bombard people with details about my life. I don't think anyone reads this anyway, so whatthefuck manzxzx.

Oh man, I suddenly realise I love love LOVEEEE jap boys a lot. I was looking through books, when I saw this book with loud prints, and I realise it's of J-rock and Visual Kei. I've been into V-Kei ever since a friend brought me to a J-Rock Matsuri gig last December, I think. I still love j-rock!!!

This reminds me of someone.

memories that never fade away.