I was reminded of two things today:

1) Life can be tough without an umbrella.
2) A sense of direction is something innate and difficult to acquire, no matter how hard you may try.

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I seldom write about events but last Tuesday, I went for the Fall Out Boy concert at the indoor stadium.

I totally got ravaged by the crowd when the boys first came out. The crowd had ants in their pants for half an hour, listening to the opening band, that when FOB finally appeared, it was a tidal wave to the stage. The tidal wave carried on until midway through the Thnks Fr Th Mmrs. I was totally pancaked between people in front and behind, and elbowed everywhere. It was all I could do to breathe and hang on to my slippers by stepping on them, because they were completely off my feet. I was so angry I elbowed people back as hard as I could.

It finally ended when I was pushed backwards. I felt thoroughly used. My sleeves were all off my shoulders and my skirt hiked up. Someone asked me, 'Are you alright?'

ANYWAYS. FOB sound great live! Pete's a total poser, who tried to bodysurf at the end but the lousy audience dropped him on the ground (from my view). I wish I'd put in a little more effort to learn their new songs. Because you can get really high when you actually know what they're singing. Otherwise it's like watching TV in an uncomfortable position.

I did feel like a wannabe, amongst the teeny boppers. I'm not even that old! But it was fun overall.

If we can rock, so can you.

Patrick is out of this world.

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I don't know if I just don't need friends as much all the time, or I don't feel a need to connect to people very deeply. It makes me feel despondent, like something's wrong with me. And envious. It's hard to remember that what you see is not always what you get.

I hate miscommunications. I hate being misunderstood and wrongly accused. I'm terrified it's not meant to be.

Love is in the air
Everywhere I look around
Love is in the air
Every sight and every sound

And I don't know if I'm being foolish
Don't know if I'm being wise
But it's something that I must believe in
And it's there when I look in your eyes

Dance Contemporary on Flickr © Fernando Miceli

Soon, it will be the season of concerts.

Next Tuesday: FOB
Next Wednesday: Dance Blast

And most excitingly, Evocation by NUS Dance Ensemble!

The saddest part is that there are only 100 people who can watch the show each night (it runs for 3 nights, from 19-21 March). I'm prematurely worried that the people I want to catch the show, won't be able to. And suddenly I just realized there may be more people I need to invite, who will be hurt if I forgot about them. The pros and cons of having a big family.

And I've the sinking feeling that my items will not be terribly exciting.

At least I get to buy a new leotard! Wheeeee.

My daily schedule is either going to kill me or turn me into the toughest person ever.

It's a bit like sleepwalking throughout the day, coming alive for certain classes (like labwork and dance), then falling into bed. The sleep is long but the quality isn't good, partly because the warm sun annoys me into consciousness.

It's fun, though, having so many activities to fill up my time. I can't wait to dance on a stage again.

Right now, I'm struggling against calling people to go for supper. I'm really craving a maggi goreng, or nasi goreng.