So this is Fergie.

Tho I didn't have the luxury of owning nor smuggling in a camera of a higher resolution, nor was I the lucky few who gets to be groped by lady and manly humps a.k.a the best seat in the house, I was considerably near the stage and managed to get quite a view from the concert (no doubt, I still had no personal space). The energy was high and it never did die throughout the night, just prolonged dip in the degree of AWESOMENESS thanks to the unnecessary and uncomprehensible rapping. Albeit the insignificant rhymes, the wait was well worth it from the get go. Will.i.am was killer dropping the beat and spinning the tracks (wooohooo.! song no.2, for you), apl was working the stage, Taboo working himself up. Fergie however sounded more nasal than ever, serious case of high pitch. She scored a perfect 10 on the high notes, but fell flat during the rest of the songs, char kwey teowed. No doubt, it was one hellauvagoodgoodnite.

I depart to tokyo in a matter of hours, in a more than desperate attempt to get away from all the things that tie me down here. Sayonara responsibility, tasks, and duties. I'll definitely be thanking you much, Mr. Roboto. It's gonna be legend-... wait for it... and I hope you're not lactose intolerant because the second half of that word is DAIRY!

Haha, and it took me this long to finally catch Barney in action. Excuse the AWESOME humour.!