Monday, July 6, 2009

What's Wyatt's Hiatus Status ?

I'm writing this with a diarrhea. My stomach sounded like a Transformers transforming, and my intestinal passage burnt like it's flowing a lava of prickly pins. Bleghkghhhghghzxxz.

So, since the size of the gap between last proper update is ginormous, expect this post to be ginormous too.

It's gonna stretch all the way to the 20th of June, 2009. Which was on a Saturday, which held Rockaway, which at first I thought was Rockabay. Take a look at how they wrote it down, you would've been a Mat Confirm* saying it's Rockabay too :

The-Inside-Joke-A-Pedia :

Inventor of word : Nabil JS

*Mat Confirm : Someone, with all his confidence, confirming, a subject of matter is correct to his/her opinion.

Eg :

Ali : Eh MOS dekat OU kan ?
Abu: Fuh kau ni memang Mat Confirm.

Moving on,
The main reason why I wanted to go was solely for Medusa, or maybe a little for the fact that my previous Saturdays sucked, so it was sorta like a redemption. But still, to see the friends you usually sit around with at Mamak's, and be temporary enemies in Left 4 Dead, to suddenly be performing at a concert of such scale, you wouldn't wanna miss it for the world.

But fate wasn't hangin' round my shoulders, I had a wedding to attend. And by the time it's finished, and my acar-buah's scented fingers typed the numbers of the ones who were going to Rockaway, pretty much everyone was already there.


Til, Aiq called me to follow along. We arrived around 4 somethin' somethin'. Medusa was the opening act, and d'uhhhbviously we missed it. Curses . Oh well, with Rockaway being a yearly thing, and how awesome the crowd responded (as told), I hope I won't miss it next year.


But here's a video of the madness :

Sponsors of the Rockaway was C2 the flavoured green tea drinks, and Roller Coaster chips among others, thus that made me lost count of how many free C2's I had downed, and for the chips, there were mountains of it hidden behind one tent, and free for anyone to take. And the chips was Kerabu Mangga flavoured, personally, I really dig it.

Aiq suddenly found a peculiar liking to, Bunkface o.o . Which lead to constant praises from him on how great their performance were, the night later.

And the coveted FAIL award goes to this :

While Love Me Butch was performing, Os crowdsurfed , and by the look of his face, he really liked it. He really liked it, that he asked for seconds. So I lift him up to the ocean of sweaty hands, I watched him being carried away by the surf, to the very end. So, I turned to him and showed a thumbs up gesture, which was silently asking "How was it man ?" . That was when Os was acting strange, he held his head and walked like he's super drunk, trying to push through the crowd. He looked f-ed up, so I trailed him along. When we finally got ourselves a place to sit, fresh Oxygen, and some ice to put on Os's head. that's when Os tell what happened. Turned out, he fell head-frikkin-first when he got off from the crowd-surfing. He said, when he walked like he was tipsy, he could only see pitch-black. Holy crepe. I did put my hand on the back of Os's head later, and Goddamn, the bump was ENORMOUS. For the rest of the day, Os looked traumatized. Poor dude.

Then on 21st of June, Sunday

It was Father's Day, Happy Father's Day PA ! :D . And it was Go Skate Day too. And for that, me, Matt, Adrie, Nabil and Aiq went to this spot right beside Suria KLCC . Quite a number of skaters were already there. We skated there for a while, til' Abang Organizer (inside joke) , brought the idea of a skate tour round' KL . So we did, bunch of adrenaline-fueled kids, on skateboards, riding around the streets of Kuala Lumpur. One of our stops were the infamous spot, right infront of BB's Maybank, where on Saturdays, bunch of shufflers would grace their presence, Pavillion, KLCC's park, inside KLCC itself and others.

So here's my tribute :

A Tre/360 flip FAIL

And on top of that, I am currently wallet-less and phoneless. I've backtracked, rummaged and turned the house inside out, upside down, but to no avail, it was out of sight. Damn. It's not the money in it I'm worried about (there was only around 2 bucks if im not mistaken), it's about redoing everything, for the SECOND FRIGGINNN TIMEEE) . Breathe. Control the diameter of flared nostrils. Imagine running through a field of daisies chasing the other end of the rainbow. Repeat every time the sight of screwed phone passes line of vision.

I shall continue some other time. I shall spare your eyelids some mercy. (y)