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Saiful Johan Sukri... 18 years old... Born On the 5th of January... A sick in the mind drummer... In Ngee Ann Polytechnic... Taking Electrical Engineering...
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~What a great gig experience~

wow.... what a great day...... ok so here's the lay down on the whole day.........

wow woke up like 1 pm and i didn't really thought about the gig...... was havin flu and so i just laid on the sofa watching tv........ and yah, was waiting for my bro with his guitar cable......... hahahha so 3+ den i headed outt to meet the guyz.... so we reached Paragon nearing 5pm... and the thing is not set up due to rain so we waited... while waiting, many people came down... people that we know...... ferst jeremy with waan tung and another of their friend......... then it was ariff's group of friends and after that Aisyah with her friends....... i was like, cool that at least people came down to see us...... thanks dudes and dudettes.....


so we started at 530 pm..... we played 7 songs..... many people stop to look at us..... that's reali great ah for us..... many teenagers and foreigners...... and yah the mak salehs tuk pics.... and one negro dude was looking at us while nodding his head...... that's cool........ and yah tere were many chicks!!!!! wow wow!!!!!! but they went away after we finished....... so no chance to "make friends"........hahhahah yah yah...... oh yah saw neni and wati also...... it was great la the performance..... it was best...... but after the gig, my shoulder was aching like hell... it was hard to move it.... fuck sia.....but it was great.....


so after the gig went to eat at far east with the band, aisyah, nazeerah, jeremy, waan tung and ariff's cuz farhan........den when heading out of far east, ran into hazwan and anuar...... long time no see.... great la to see the old people once awhile....... haahhaha.... so after that went to bugis to have sheesha with the 8 people.... hahhaha.... we ordered 3 sheeshas..... alot right.... tats why.... i was fucking high....... and when i was high, a sort of truth syndrome burst outt inside of me..... i hated that.... esp when i was trying to have fun with my friends... the old shit came back..... but i was fine......was so damn high and i couldn't walk straight....hahhaha ... den head home.... but our journey home was altered when ariff realised his hp was left at the sheesha place.... we went back and luckily he got it back...... didn't want to end this great day with a bad senario....... so yeah.... great day!!

fuck.... why... why did i have to see that...... how i never thought a heart can still break when a heart is already down and tron apart........ when i saw her dropping at somerset with her guy, the same time we arrive at somerset....... when i see them holding hands........ i was broken into like so many pieces that i can't even count how many....... why should that moment happen..... why can't i be a little so that i could miss her..... i guess, yeah, i'm sad... but i still gotta perform right.....oh wells.....

so here's some pics!!!!! (click the pics for a bigger view)










































































































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