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My Completeness
Sunday, June 12, 2005

last night is the worth $20 i've spend in years.. although, i've left with no voice, tinnitus, my shirt and pants smells like smoke... i have too much fun, that i slept away the whole morning

THIRSTY MERC rocks.... gosh.. though we have to wait like 3 hours for them to appear, my voice was already crookign by 11 o'clock..

by 11.30 p.m. i;m jumping and screaming, banging my head like ........... though they left out 3 songs from the debut album, i;m surprised myself coz i manage to go through most of the lyrics with no prepartion of having-to-memorize-the-lyrics-b4-concert..

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Rai is soo original, while Sean is the cutest.. pssst ALiaa, would you pass him to me, if you're done with him.. hehe

while waiting for Thisrty Merc to appear on stage.. PICCIES time.. it;s so hot inside Hi-Fi bar, with the smoke, dark... but, i got a great companion to the concert; Fahmi, SAni, Bariah, Aliaa, and Chor (?)

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then, there's signing session, we have to queue for 2 times. first to sign of the t-shirt and cd, the second is for the pictures.. they're soo nice to us (probably because we're so differetn from the crowd)

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from left: Sean, Phil, Rai.Karl, the rest; you know who you're


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hmmm... HOT?

then, while waiting for the night rider bus, we sat on a grass in the coldness of night (2 a.m. actually) trying to figure out the name of country alphabetically.. hehe. i wonder how our GEography teacher face going to look based on our performance..

P/s: thanks for the piccie, Bariah
P/S: thanks for jacket Fahmi
&faded to grey at 6/12/2005 07:41:00 pm♥

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