Interesting idea about being a spontaneous wordsmith and sortof making poetry hip by calling themselves by a very schnazzy name "Peotry Proleteriat" (what a mouthful, and difficult to spell!)

Quite sad as well though, that words are sold so easily:

Lucky Frost, Neruda all dead liao, if not they sure stab themselves in the back that these people can produce poetry like a factory.

Chua Ek Kay's Reflections of Singapore River

He's always been one of my favourite artists, just a day before he died (8 feb 2008); I was at clarke quay mrt and even before I knew who drew it, was fascinated by it.

五月天 concert

Not counting all the live bands playing at warehouses and screaming/ grabbing hand of a Boyzone member (whose name eludes me now). At a ripe old age of 26, I have finally achieved another first of having gone to a live concert!

Apparently some crazy fans were exchanging blue neon sticks (at their own expense) for all the rest of the colours to break a record; simply because it matched with one of the songs of the band - “蓝色海洋”/blue ocean.

It was like in a live ktv, just that you have tons of people trying to drown you out at the same time. Definitely an experience to relive with at another concert where I'm actually super familiar with the lyrics heh.