C0ACHELL-WUT?

I am 90% sure that no one reads my blog, well this blog anyway. School starts tomorrow, last semester of my high school days, I'm going to miss school, but right now I'm going to uphold my own 'first day of school' tradition. That is to not sleep.

Spent my weekend streaming the supposedly live webcast of Coachella. Had the time to catch acts by Foals, Cage The Elephant, Two Door Cinema Club, Tame Impala, Interpol, Raphael Saadiq, Empire of The Sun and a very tiny bit of Scissor Sisters. As much as I love to just wake up early and stay in bed until the afternoon to stream the last day of Coachella on Monday, I have to go to school. Having to lose my organizer on the first day of holiday wasn't help either.
I don't think I have ever tweeted so much in the period of 50 minutes when Foals had their 'live stream', which turned out to be a hoax and their 'live stream' (as in their actual show) happened 2 hours before the webcast was broadcast. That came to a disappointment to me, my friends, and some random twitter fellows I have encountered on this 'Foals on Coachella' period. As people (mostly who attended laneway festival in singapore) say, it was like watching laneway again except that it's early in the morning, we were all still in our PJs, alone and in our bedroom not wanting to come out from our beds.

The amount of time I spend on music and concerts and mostly Foals on blogs is pretty ridiculous so I'm going to write this paragraph writing something more personal. Have you ever had the urge to just punch a person? Not a random person, a person that you actually know and you have grown close with but you've realized along that short friendship journey that the person you thought was your 'friend' was absolutely everything that you hate about a person? I have, several times. I haven't punch anyone, and I'm not planning to unless I'm in bar fight. But what else can you do except to ignore this person's texts and phone calls and invites? Sounds pretty bitchy especially in my teenage years right now. Psft, azn teen girl problems.

Moving back to Coachella-related post, I spent my experience with my best friends, cyberly of course since all of my best friends all reside 855km away from me. Krovvy has successfully made me to have two new band crushes, and with that also the members of those band. Her lo-fi boy band spam has indeed fill my dashboard with pretty pictures of skinny not-so-suburban american boys.
"We're called Foals or The Foals. Or some of you pronounce as The Fools or Fouls and um... Long live America" and you can tell after Yannis have said this that he did sound high.