March 3, 2018.
It’s been a few years since the last time I came to a concert. I almost forgot how it feels like to be in front of the stage, in the crowd, at night with the lighting on, feeling so close yet so far with an artist.
reggae isn’t my thing. I just don’t enjoy the musics that make me have to dance. I prefer acoustic, classical, and other music genre that don’t need me to dance along. Oh, EDM is so much better, I think jamming is more bearable for me to follow.
It was raining quiet hard. I didn’t have my jacket on so it was so freaking cold with my sleeve drenched. Fortunately one of the band I respect finally performed. But it sucked because I’m just around this height so I couldn’t record any. But hey I have this tall boyf who was ready to record without any obstacle.
Thank you for holding the umbrella. I know your arm must be so stiff and painful.
Thank you for standing behind me in the crowd, it made me secured.
Thank for tonight.
I hope we will have another chance to watch a conceet again in the future.





