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August 28, 2008
posted by Nk. at 5:05 PM

I want to watch the Eraserheads concert this Saturday but I'm sorta having second and third thoughts because I've been hit in the head by a flying monobloc chair before in a Bamboo concert and I'm not really excited about getting whacked the second time around.

You know, I can take being hit by a 1-liter bottle (that was half-full -- yes, I'm an optimist!) of mineral water in the chest while screaming marriage proposals to Bamboo Mañalac (on hindsight that might have been the universe's way of telling me that no child, marriage material you are not) but the thought of getting whacked or squished to death while singing along to Tindahan Ni Aling Nena isn't exactly a very thrilling idea. Yeaaah, I know I know, it's a rock concert not a funeral so people are bound to get crazy. And it's the Eraserheads, not your granny's favorite chacha singer (where the hell did I get this) for crying out loud.

Well.

Maybe I'll just hang around The Fort Bonifacio grounds somewhere and be like, was there.

Maybe.

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