Everything In The World

One night ago, I was at Qu Wanting concert. I expected no fanciful set up and spectacular dress and I was right. But because of the simple set up - of a few guitars, a white piano, a drum kit and a keyboard - I was able to enjoy her singing and feel her feelings at the purest possible.

That night, the song that touched me most was "Shell". Perhaps because of a similar experience.

I have nothing much to review about the concert because the entire show was about feeling the music, feeling the connection and being drenched in them.

My whole year wait has come to a nothing.

I am probably cancelling the trip next month. My whole year wait has come to a nothing. I feel extremely disappointed and upset, but who cares.

Everybody has their own agenda. This guy wants to show that he does not need that old hag; that old hag want to prove that she is no pullover.

Yes, all of you are almighty. You all have proven your point. But in the end, I will be the one will be condemned to the damned desk, listening to the damned phone, settling sh!t.