Of My Moleskine Notebook

If you, like yours truly, really reaaaaaally adore love Placebo, like yours truly, and want to see them perform; and get annoyed by shameless people who gloat; I swear I’m not trying to shove this into your face. I just cannot contain myself.

So:

*Screaming* After weeks of bothering them to no end; George or Yin is gonna take me to watch Placebo next week!!!

The standing seats are all sold out; leaving only the seating seats (to which George says: Oh my God, do you know who SITS at concerts?), but who cares if; I’M GONNA WATCH MY LIKE FAVOURITE sexually charged, emotionally repressed, androgynous BAND EVER LIKE DUH!
I swear I’m so ecstatic to see Brian Molko and gang performing; something I’ve always longed to do and have fantasised and envied those people who get to go and take videos of them and post them on youtube that I’m so inarticulate and am starting to use words like LIKE and OMG and AAAAAAAA which isn’t even a word at all but yalah whatever lah.

George tells me he used to go to all sorts of rock metal concerts at my age and even younger and he’s quite shocked to know that this is gonna be my first concert. Ever! (To the exception of chamber music concerts, orchestral concerts, ballet concerts and kindergarten concerts)

Oh well, I’m used to being a social retard anyway. Whatever.

Buuuuuuuuuut-

I’M GONNA WATCH PLACEBO!!!!

(Apologies for not being able to utilise proper punctuation marks in this most)