Give Me Your Heart And Your Soul

Muse was effing awesome.. Seriously. To hear them live is the sexxx. Matt Bellamy is crazy talented.. His piano is wicked sick, on top of his guitar + singing.... Gosh, I can't stop raving. Anyway, I got decent seats--no, I'm not much of a mosher, though my friend said the mosh last night was pretty awesome--and managed to take several satisfactory photos. Tweaked the settings so that I could get better shots and was rather pleased at how it worked out. The videos leave much to be desired though--I've shaky hands, exacerbated by fatigue.

Here are several:

Unfortunately, I don't think images can properly capture the feel of a gig or how awesome the lighting/effects (laser!!!) are. I'm working on steadying my hand--thus far, it's allowed me to take better photos--but it's still nowhere near good enough for taking videos. Oh well.

I think Muse being my first gig practically eliminates 80% of the gigs I'd consider watching in future. The standard to match is mad high. Hurhur.

Had chocolate cravings yesterday.. a craving to buy, not really to eat. It was so hot during lunch (past 3pm) that I drove down to Cluny Court, which is a 10 minute walk away. Bought a fudgy cupcake (SGD 3 for 1, SGD 5.90 for 2) from Da Paolo and m&m's in orange and peanut butter from Cold Storage to feed the friend who asked me to the Muse concert. The fudgy cupcake was super good. Very chocolatey and somewhat fudgey because it's slightly chewy when you eat the top of the cupcake. The inside was a little moist and soft, but not crumbly. The best thing about it was that it didn't come with icing and was thus very transportable (meaning: thrown around in the recesses of my carryall). The orange m&m's were delightful. Although I don't think it beats dark chocolate or mint, it comes pretty close (:

My skin's clearing a little, and my irritation and sadness from yesterday has eased as well. Although I'm still rather confused, I think I'd rather leave it to Him and not worry my pretty little head about such trivial matters.

This weekend has plenty of stuff to do. Have to make the pineapple tart runs, begin reading for one of the mods which has a paper due soon and find that balance to take me through this semester. It's Dad's birthday dinner tomorrow, then the weekend gang's CNY dinner on Saturday and maybe a girly date back to school on Sunday. I want to exercise but there's just no time. I'm growing so fat ):

I'm exhausted physically, mentally, emotionally. So so drained. I wish I could take some time out to do something I actually enjoy. What wouldn't I give to curl up with a good storybook right now. Why does noone see that love is a choice? Or am I just weird for thinking that you just have to decide on someone and work at the relationship? I don't know what's real anymore. I just want to break down and cry. Noone sees my pain, my silent tears.

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