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Sunday, January 13, 2008

8:34 AM

The Kashiwa concert was so good that we hung our heads in shame and walked home on our knees.

Translation: They pwned us completely!

Weiqi was recording the songs secretly (though honestly I don't think they'll mind. It's that good.) and even if the audio quality is muffled and stuff, I could still hear the tongue! And every time they start the song, even if we were sitting like 200 metres above them, with chatty boys talking, their breathing was omg, audibly loud. It was like hearing a vacuum on high speed. I swear my clothes ruffled a bit.

Their gimmicks were indescribable. At one certain point I wished that I had more eyes than 2. I had to look around because they were so many things to see. It was sensory overload. It was (this is the appropriate word to describe it) orgasmic.

Like they had korean fans (not the maple variety), korean clothes, lots of korean stuff (which makes you kinda wonder since they're Japanese), plus all the wonderful head swirly thingies (which you have to take Ecstacy in order not to puke halfway.)

Weiqi was laughing at the opening speech when the Japanese director spoke. I looked at weiqi and started grinning.

Weiqi (trying to gag himself): Don't make me laugh!
Me: *says nothing, but trying in vain not to laugh too*
Qfnn (at the other side of me): You two are supposed to Japanese students right.
Me: Exactly *laughs*

The Shamisen Solo (huh? shamisen and solo just don't go together.) was super long and we (being cultured young gentlemen of HCI) were all wondering when it would all end. It didn't help when Huiyao suggested Teezhuo could go down and play it since it was all monkish.

Bo Dong: They could have grabbed anyone from the coffee shop and got the misfortunate uncle to play it. For all we know, that man down there was sipping coffee an hour ago.

In the end it was all very touching with the 'Home' and 'Furusato'. I was perfectly fine to leave with such a sentimental touch, until the obligatory (I meant compulsory) encore started.

Then they played the encore.
Then they played the encore.
Then they played the encore.
Then they played the encore.

They played it four times. As in 4 encore pieces.

It was fun. But kinda weird. Maybe in Japan encores come in 4.

As we left we saw Mr. Chiang. I didn't know he was attached. But heh heh. Such a loving couple. Then wq, qfnn and I walked all the way to Raffles Place, took one stop (and wasted 45 cents) to City Hall to eat McDonalds.

qfnn started the HCI habit of messing up Mac's sauces and stuff. He dripped chili sauce on a straw.

Me: It looks like it was ejaculating.
wq: Blood.

After wq said blood, I choked on my fries and was helplessly laughing and choking with tears in my eyes. Apparently the other 2 didn't find it funny so they were like looking at me weirdly.

We MRTed home. Then at either Newton or Novena, X came in. At first I didn't recognize him, because he didn't wear dark-colored clothes. And I couldn't see his Crumpler. Then he turned around and looked at me with his signature stare and I knew, completely, that it was him.

That utterly spoiled my day.

I showed qfnn my drawing of him. Then when qfnn asked who was it, I just shrugged and put it back into my file. I mean, I couldn't have pointed out to him and say, Hey, look, it's this random person.

Never do things that you regret, people!

I got off at TP and bussed home, reaching home at 12 something. It was a blissful sleep.

***

Miraculously, I woke up at 6! Actually I woke up at 5 then went back to sleep. Then I emoed a while, then went to shower and went to school.

157 came. Normally I go up the deck when it's a double decker, but yesterday I just didn't feel like it. I kept thinking about coincidences. At the MacRitchie stop, X came down the deck and got off the bus. He didn't see me. But if he did, then he would have saw my expression of mixed shock and fatalism.

Coincidence.

Hmmmm.

Anyway, sectionals was super slack with memorizing songs and me taking spinning. Without much success. And oh. I dented my mouthpiece. I was spinning my instru and poof, the mouthpiece flew off. I was pretty cool about it and mentioned I was going to buy a new one anyway, but really I was pretty sad and emo. I knew it was going to be dented with my clumsiness anyway, but still I didn't expect it like that.

But really, I was planning to buy a mouthpiece anyway. In anticipation of such incidents.

-deleted-.

LOL. I bussed home from one interchange to another (Jurong to TP.)

It was a long ride home. I slept all the way.

signed, jiasheng

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