WOMAD singapore 2004
i went to WOMAD!!!! yesterday night .... :P and i went for free ... :) hehe ... sweet bliss of freeloading ... :)
it appeared it was gonna be another mundane saturday with nothing to do ... but i was quite wrong. mich-small happened to have an extra complimentary ticket to WOMAD and so i entertained the idea of going ... and so i made up my mind to go. i figured i'd regret it if i didnt anyway ... :) and i would have ... coz it was super super super fun :) ok ... 3 supers is one too many ... super super fun :D i played pool with dong and corrie in the afternoon ... (hah dong! thrashed you again! :P *pfft*) and then i went to meet michelle at PS ... the irritating thing was the pple on the bus ... i was supposed to get to PS by 5 ... so i went to parkway bus stop at about 4.30 pm ... and waited at least 30 mins for a super packed 36A (i dunno what's the diff) ... by the time i was on the bus, lo and behold, it was 5pm ... wow ... like so late right ... anyway, as if it wasnt bad enough that i was late, the bus was bursting. yes. BURSTING ... there were at least 60 human bodies stacked up against the glass walls of an aluminium can on wheels. i felt like a sardine for a good part of the journey. and as if pple were not squeezed up enough, more sardines wanted to get themselves packed into the non-existant space. the bus driver ended up stopping for TOO long at each bus stop. i wanted to pull my hair out. then there was the auntie. she simply refused to allow me to move to the back of the bus where there was space. i was caught in the traffic when the doors opened and the sardines started swimming out. naturally i got my fair share of deadly looks and irritated glares. but it wasnt my fault. stupid irritating freaks. *pfft*
anyway, WOMAD was amazing ... i really liked the ZAP mama performance... carribean drums with french and english rap, laced with a funky tropical beat ... and the arabian guy who sang the song called 'caravan to baghdad', which was a funk-soul welcome change to those sappy war songs ... i loved it ... alot. i had a drink ... and i limited myself to only one ... i wasnt planning to drink at first ... but it was free beer ... FREE BEER ... might as well right?? i just hope i didnt leave a bad impression on mich's dad ... haha ... but i had ONE (satu, yi, uno etc) drink ... that's all ... i didnt want to get drunk and start sprouting nonsense ... yeah ... so i drank anyway and guess what ... i slept. i just slept ... so well it was a welcome change to the nights before ... i hope the insomnia is passed. i could do with more nights like that ... :)
anyway, i started the day really early today. 6am i woke up to bathe and get to Kallang theatre for my church's celebration sunday. i had to be at kallang at 7am ... and i made it ... :) but what really irritated me was i sat around doing almost nothing (cept carry abt 2 or 3 things) until 8am ... and then i was told i could go for a break til 1015 ... 1015 am ... it was sooooooo NOT funny! i could have slept more! i needed it ... i felt like puking the whole morning lah ... i was super super irritated. and then during the soundcheck, we were trying desperately to give feedback to the person mixing sound that it was too loud, that the treble was too high ... and that guy in-charge just snubbed me. he snubbed me! refused to listen to me ... he think's he's some big shot pro issit? (ok maybe he is, but still ... ) there's no way to mix good sound if you dont hear it properly from upstairs. *pfft* ... idiot.
anyway ... i was really sleepy during the service today ... fell asleep while somebody was doing coporate prayer. then i started roaming around coz i was bored. and i hear half of pastor's sermon. but then i felt the urge to go up to the stage to be prayed for when pastor started inviting pple. and i broke down COMPLETELY ... i havent cried since goodness knows when lah ... i think since after O level results lah ... uptil this morning, i cldnt cry ... just cldnt coz i was so numb ... but i cried like a flood gate opening up this morning ... it felt super good ... i could feel the sense of conviction arresting my heart as pastor and youth leader alike whispered into my ears things that really started to tear me down ... and then that was when i collapsed. thing is i was pushed. but that doesnt mean that i didnt feel God's presence. i did ... and i was really really happy after that ... :)
yeah ... i'm going to do my work now ... but i will leave you with a little something to think about ... :)
thought: when was the last time you and your best friend cried together?
i want to stay as friends. :)
my heart could never yet confine my tongue
i went to WOMAD!!!! yesterday night .... :P and i went for free ... :) hehe ... sweet bliss of freeloading ... :)
it appeared it was gonna be another mundane saturday with nothing to do ... but i was quite wrong. mich-small happened to have an extra complimentary ticket to WOMAD and so i entertained the idea of going ... and so i made up my mind to go. i figured i'd regret it if i didnt anyway ... :) and i would have ... coz it was super super super fun :) ok ... 3 supers is one too many ... super super fun :D i played pool with dong and corrie in the afternoon ... (hah dong! thrashed you again! :P *pfft*) and then i went to meet michelle at PS ... the irritating thing was the pple on the bus ... i was supposed to get to PS by 5 ... so i went to parkway bus stop at about 4.30 pm ... and waited at least 30 mins for a super packed 36A (i dunno what's the diff) ... by the time i was on the bus, lo and behold, it was 5pm ... wow ... like so late right ... anyway, as if it wasnt bad enough that i was late, the bus was bursting. yes. BURSTING ... there were at least 60 human bodies stacked up against the glass walls of an aluminium can on wheels. i felt like a sardine for a good part of the journey. and as if pple were not squeezed up enough, more sardines wanted to get themselves packed into the non-existant space. the bus driver ended up stopping for TOO long at each bus stop. i wanted to pull my hair out. then there was the auntie. she simply refused to allow me to move to the back of the bus where there was space. i was caught in the traffic when the doors opened and the sardines started swimming out. naturally i got my fair share of deadly looks and irritated glares. but it wasnt my fault. stupid irritating freaks. *pfft*
anyway, WOMAD was amazing ... i really liked the ZAP mama performance... carribean drums with french and english rap, laced with a funky tropical beat ... and the arabian guy who sang the song called 'caravan to baghdad', which was a funk-soul welcome change to those sappy war songs ... i loved it ... alot. i had a drink ... and i limited myself to only one ... i wasnt planning to drink at first ... but it was free beer ... FREE BEER ... might as well right?? i just hope i didnt leave a bad impression on mich's dad ... haha ... but i had ONE (satu, yi, uno etc) drink ... that's all ... i didnt want to get drunk and start sprouting nonsense ... yeah ... so i drank anyway and guess what ... i slept. i just slept ... so well it was a welcome change to the nights before ... i hope the insomnia is passed. i could do with more nights like that ... :)
anyway, i started the day really early today. 6am i woke up to bathe and get to Kallang theatre for my church's celebration sunday. i had to be at kallang at 7am ... and i made it ... :) but what really irritated me was i sat around doing almost nothing (cept carry abt 2 or 3 things) until 8am ... and then i was told i could go for a break til 1015 ... 1015 am ... it was sooooooo NOT funny! i could have slept more! i needed it ... i felt like puking the whole morning lah ... i was super super irritated. and then during the soundcheck, we were trying desperately to give feedback to the person mixing sound that it was too loud, that the treble was too high ... and that guy in-charge just snubbed me. he snubbed me! refused to listen to me ... he think's he's some big shot pro issit? (ok maybe he is, but still ... ) there's no way to mix good sound if you dont hear it properly from upstairs. *pfft* ... idiot.
anyway ... i was really sleepy during the service today ... fell asleep while somebody was doing coporate prayer. then i started roaming around coz i was bored. and i hear half of pastor's sermon. but then i felt the urge to go up to the stage to be prayed for when pastor started inviting pple. and i broke down COMPLETELY ... i havent cried since goodness knows when lah ... i think since after O level results lah ... uptil this morning, i cldnt cry ... just cldnt coz i was so numb ... but i cried like a flood gate opening up this morning ... it felt super good ... i could feel the sense of conviction arresting my heart as pastor and youth leader alike whispered into my ears things that really started to tear me down ... and then that was when i collapsed. thing is i was pushed. but that doesnt mean that i didnt feel God's presence. i did ... and i was really really happy after that ... :)
yeah ... i'm going to do my work now ... but i will leave you with a little something to think about ... :)
thought: when was the last time you and your best friend cried together?
i want to stay as friends. :)
my heart could never yet confine my tongue
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