please allow me my moment of fangirling here. if you don't like to read it, then.. i think you can just skip the whole entry. though it won't be very long, seeing how tired i am.

yeah well. this time, i got a chance to introduce myself to lostprophets. though they might probably forget me in the blink of an eye, but STILL. shaking their hands and exchanging their names AS THOUGH i don't know... *goes into giggles at the thought*

lee was the only one who brought his wife, but maybe because the wife had a certain special condition. but his wife is HOT. really hot. lucky guy.

GAH singfest. surprisingly the lineup wasn't that bad. but the crowd was. i nearly died don't know how many times during NFG's and LPS's sets. people were pushing all over and i was just moving along with the crowd.

lostprophets were AWESOME. other than the technical difficulty at the start which made people DAMN pissed. and i think a lot of people only recognize ian. when jamie was on stage trying to resolve his keyboard/laptop issue NO ONE said a thing. maybe they just couldn't recognize him with his hair like that. first sight i was pretty sure it WAS jamie, but carmen didn't agree. she thought he was part of the crew lol. and the band is a lot skinnier and taller than i expected. jamie is super entertaining. he's the kind of friend i'll like to make (kind of like stelly. LOL the teasing we always did to each other.) and i think i went off topic. back to the set.

ian was really charismatic throughout the set. it was quite difficult to drag your eyes off him, but as luck would have it, i was standing between mike and jamie so i could look at what they were doing too. too bad i was so close to the stage that i couldn't really see lee at the other end. :( (and the funny thing about me being SO CLOSE to the damn stage is that, i didn't even bloody queue up. i just entered when everyone was entering, and found myself on the third row. then moshing happened and i got pushed to second. kind of alternating between second and third row. and the damn mosh pit was right behind me. and i got kicked by all the crowd surfers so many times that at one point, i heard someone moving towards me and i just DUCKED. gah.) i'm trying to recall the setlist here. first song was everyday combat, with can't catch tomorrow, then rooftops, then a town called hypocrisy, then 4am forever, then last summer, then last train home, then shinobi, then burn burn. i think i might have mixed up some songs in between, but i'm pretty sure i mentioned all songs that were played. i did, did i? ian's rendition of never gonna give you up doesn't count. although that SERIOUSLY made me laugh. it wasn't bad, but i was thinking that if rickroll = image of ian watkins singing it, i wouldn't mind rickroll so much. in fact i might rick roll myself all day long lol.

and dear Mr. Ian Watkins said that they were gonna come back for a second time. and then he continued on by saying they'll come back EVERY YEAR until we'll get sick of it. seriously, i don't think i would. after all, i'm the kind of idiot who can play the same bloody cd in the car for 40 times and still refuses to change it. to the point where my sister who has no interest in the band nor songs can sing along to them. :) i'm a really good sister. trying to influence her to have better taste in music. ANYWAY. i'm hoping they'll seriously consider the coming back part. i knew that LPS had fans in singapore, but not to the extreme where EVERYONE (ok majority) could sing along to EVERY damn song played. even mcr didn't receive this treatment. COME BACK COME BACK. you can even come back every year if you want to. *bribes with haribo*

lol yes LPS likes haribo. i was super amused the first time i found that out. brings back memories of sec school where we'll go to the bookshop to buy that. first exposure. :)

:O and i said this entry was going to be short. GAH. another day of singfest. another day of coming home not knowing the identity of the owner that the sweat on my shirt belongs to. (i'm pretty sure it's not ALL mine.) and another day of tanning. ONE day at a bloody music festival did what FOUR days in tioman couldn't. bloody hell. YAY more tanning.

and i'm gonna end this off with two pieces of advice.
1. don't drive your car after not sleeping for 36 hours or more. it makes you totally distracted and stupid. lucky i didn't get into any accidents.
2. moshing for 6 hours is ridiculous. take a break and squeeze back in.