it may not all have been my kind of thing, but it sure as hell started on an excellent note.
but i'm now feeling very guilty for abandoning the mosh crew after arriving at Newton Circle Food Center for supper. i think i snapped when some BBQ stingray tout mistook the three microphone stands i was lugging for a video tripod and mouthed off about us being some sort of project trying to capture the last few hours of 2003 [ordinarily i would have been slightly flattered, but it sounded too much like something my father would have said].
i just suddenly felt very, very tired, and the combination of no sleep, alcohol, no food and Starbucks coffee just kicked in. i decided it was best to flee the scene before i made one.
besides, if xuan's place turned out to be more Yio Chu Kang than Serangoon, i wouldn't have the cab fare left after supper.
i guess it's no use brooding about not sticking it out now, but it appears xuan's place really is walking distance away from my place. shame on me. i mean, eventually i will need to overcome this allergy to the human race of mine. maybe new year's wasn't the best time to try it out.
and i must have come home really looking down dump-wise. everyone knew not to wish me a happy new year.
apologies all round. happy new year.
"Oh no, pop is dead, long live pop
It died an ugly death by back-catalogue
And now you know it gets you nowhere
And now you know, you realize
Oh no, pop is dead, it just gave up
We raised the dead but they won't stand up
And radio has salmonella
And now you know you're gonna die
He left this message for us
So what pop is dead, it's no great loss
So many facelifts, his face flew off
The emperor really has no clothes on
And his skin is peeling off
Oh no, pop is dead, long live pop,
One final line of coke to jack him off
Jack him off
He left this message for us
He left this message for us
He's dead, He's dead, Pop is dead
He's dead, He's dead, Pop is dead
He's dead, He's dead, Pop is dead"
- "Pop Is Dead", Radiohead
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