Post-The 1975 (Part 2)

When was the last time I posted using a physical keyboard? 

Anyway, you might be wondering why there's "Part 2" on the title of this post. Well, it's probably because I've seen the band who started the all-black bandwagon (after The Black Parade) twice already. The last time was two days ago, January 24th. Also, considering it's my second British band to see this 2015 (and my whole life?). 

The first time I saw The 1975 live was a free pre-show (at Ayala Malls). I predict it was made possible because of the band gaining a lot of fans all-throughout the Philippines, like a market experiment. In short, a pre-show for the main massive concert with ticket prices that made us all cry. Also, if it was your first time to listen to them during their free gigs around the Metro, you'll easily fall for this 4-piece band. Dude, they're beautiful gods with British accents. 

January 24, 2015. 

Dan Smith running circles... (Bastille in Manila)

January 5, 2015.

A very happy new year, indeed! I attended my first concert for 2015. 

First of all, I'm certain that this concert-craze life of mine would be an annual tradition. I've been to a lot of concerts throughout last year and hopefully this year too. It's like being a habitual outgo. It's really my source of fun. 

Most people started their semesters last 5th, my uni did, however my class schedule started last wednesday and so I attended Bastille's Manila gig and also did a lot of fun after the concert itself. 

If you're a lazy-ass (like me) you might find walking from World Trade Center to Taft-Buendia really tiring and risky and instead take the cab. Well, I was literally thinking that the same, especially during post-concerts. I'm such a concert whore and I literally dance and groove to the music like Taylor Swift. Jumping, stomping, head-banging, etc. and lose all my energy after the fun. 

Wednesday, February 5th

If other people see February as love month, either I. Heaps, I love February. Though, it ain't about dating and receiving a lot of cheap roses sold outside the gates of school and Dangwa. Yet, I don't really expect someone giving me. I won't appreciate it anyway. Well, unless...depends. Haha, psh. 

Anyway, speaking of Feb, all I have in mind is The Walking Dead. It's coming back this week. I think it will be available on FOX by Feb. 10. Whoo, I'm excited. My fetish for zombies and bloody red gore is coming back. I'm not normal. 

Today was pretty amazing. I saw and hugged my gym trainer at school. I really missed him and missed going to the gym, too. It was a legit feeling of comfort, really motivated me for the rest of the day  and during training. It's been weeks since I received a legit hug. 

11:15 p.m. This feels so weird, my mum was calling me a while ago and kept messaging me. I wonder if she's thinking I'm asleep or not okay. I know she's worried, but I hope she knows I got cut. My postpaid plan got cut. I can't text nor have internet data for three days. I miss the internet so much and my mum as well. 

Yet, I think all my post-concert depression won't go away. It's been three weeks and three days since 8123. I still can't live a normal life. If my cousin's playlist last monday was Parokya ni Edgar and today is Maroon 5 (Sunday Morning playing...), mine is still the same line up during the concert. Still in the trance of that amazing night. I can even hear John speaking to me and that hug I received from it. It was glorious! Omg, nostalgia. 

I'm still waiting for a call, mum.