On summerslam and haircuts.

The human dump site.

Look at that... monster!

This is a little dark, but notice that pile of trash below, it's actually a HUMAN.

Okay, Saturday, we went to Summerslam 7. No, not the wrestling PPV, the annual music event at Amoranto (Dati sa Fort, but due to security reasons at dumadami na ang "ROCKERS", sa Amoranto na).

We went there and you really cannot be lost because MOST of the people, and I mean MOST, are wearing black. Well, I guess that's the color scheme for "ROCKERS". Nahaha... Ok, so we arrived there at 6 with Orange and Lemons singing. My reason for dragging my ass in Amoranto is for me to grab a shirt (collection) and to catch Deathangel perform live (which was a disappointment, I'll get to that later).

So we sat there all the time, standing up when there's ruckus around like people throwing bottles of mineral water with godknowswhat inside. Then the coolest part there was when Greyhoundz, Cheese and Slapshock did a trio performance. Well, It's pretty impressive but with Slapshock there, Haha. Then they belted out new tunes (ahem, marketing).

Anyways, the hilight was the Deathangel performance, they were good but they played, like, 10 songs straight so I was pretty bored. 3 - 4 songs are ok, but more than that? It's overkill. What makes me pissed off is I'm getting hungry and I want to go home (But I don't know how, I've been to Amoranto several times and I still don't know how to go home). Bryan didn't want to so he did a scheme. He went to the pit and stayed there up until Typecast - that super emo band that is a Thursday clone but bites Thursday's dust. He returned to our place crying, you know, because of the super emo songs. Haha.

(There was a funny ruckus there, on our side was a group of young "ROCKERS". They have this friend who is fast asleep. They were playing with him by putting garbage on him, all of the people around were clapping and all because a friend was putting plastic cups on the boy's super stationary knee. He made like, a 5 feet pyramid! Everyone was clapping and the poor boy was oblivious.)

We went home at 3 I think. Then I have to go yet to another venue, afriend's birthday party. Haha... They lured me by telling me that they have chicks and sisig. Lol. So, I arrived there at 4 and ate (sole reason for going there) and played in between.

I went home and dozed of to la-la land.

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Okay. I had my hair cut. Well, like I said earlier, the TDP group said that before I can join them I had to had my hair cut. So that's what I did. Wala lang, my attempt to grow my hair again like what it was was futile. I guess there's no point in letting it grow. Hindi na siguro bagay sa edad ko. Hindi na rin ako studyante. So I obliged. Well, that's a part of my life I cannot get back - when my hair was super long. Aw.

Nostalgia!! I remember doing poems for my hair. Lols. Scour it at www.tabulas.com/~karuru.