20909- Nokia 5800 "Comes With Music" Launch Party

okay. i woke up at 6.30am, left home at 7.20am, and i just got back not too long ago. i'm really tired, i havent showered, and my throat is sore. my cough, of course, is still here. i cant even tell if it's getting better or worse anymore.

despite all that, i still had to blog about this.

the all american rejects(truly one of my all-time favourite bands around) was awesome. Tyson sounded fantastic live, although i've already figured out that he would way before they even came. he did seem pretty kooky(and so did a couple of strange dudes standing around us), maybe it's the Tiger. but still fantastic. it's a huge pity they only performed six songs though. six. damn.

okay, so i'm reminded that it wasnt their own concert or anything(oh pish posh), but they were so good i just felt like i didnt have enough. and what happened to the encore? guys?

nevertheless, it was good, good fun.

it's amazing how last minute decisions work out nicely. how very, very last minute.

disturbia

James Patterson is back in my life.

it has been a while, but he has finally returned.



let the mind-games begin.

dear pops.

papa,

the time will come where you wont have to make such sacrifices anymore.

i promise.

good night.

sigh.

i hate the usage of this word alot.

especially in text.

the good and the bad "sigh".

sigh.

the catcher.

events this week.

caught Fall Out Boy at the Indoor Stadium.

caught The Curious Case of Benjamin Button.

caught the fever.

band of -insertword-

sometimes his behaviour and actions make me want to throw myself off a bridge.

how many times do i have to put up with it?
he's lucky i love him.
plus i'm getting too old to be getting into fights.

of course, i'll tie a rope to myself when i jump because i'm not so stupid as to end my life over this. over anything.

it'll just be like a bungee jump.
i havent done that before.

this is embarrassing.

i'm sooo tired my brains have gone into bimbotic mode. so let me apologise first. i'm sorry.

so i was reading the papers today, and i saw this report on what's to be "the most acidic row to hit the fashion world in 15 years", a.k.a. "Trousergate".

like the name says, it all started because of a certain design of a pair of trousers.

apparently, the old designer guy from Armani, Giorgio, is now accusing Domenico Dolce and Stefano Gabbana of copying his quilted trousers design that he did last season and putting that design on their runway show last week. or something.

hence the oh-no-you-did-nt bitchfight.

what started the row.

left: Armani's runway show last fall.
right: D&G's runway show last sunday.

okay. so they do look similar.
but honestly, i really dont know why they're having a row for.

both designs are hideous.

i dont know about you, but i, for one, wouldnt spend hundreds of dollars on oven mittens.

burn!

no truth to that.

i cant actually figure out if it's my colleagues who are funny, or me who's the funny one, but we're laughing way too much at work.

it's outrageous.

and it works for me.
it keeps my mind off serious things i dont want to think about.

see, there are people you laugh at, and there are people you laugh with. and then there are those that make you laugh. and those you make laugh.

with these people? it's like we're drunk everyday at work.

i like working with funny people.

it really is that little bit of insanity that keeps us sane for the day.

ironic, but it works for me.

vent.

i dont want to be one of those people.

am i lying to myself?

yes, i'm jealous.

okay get over it.

she quotes:

"There are two ways to alter difficulties: you alter the difficulties, or you alter yourself to meet them." - Phyllis Bottome

at age 20, you've lived 2 decades of your life pretty comfortably. you didnt have it all, but you had it all. i know. same words.

granted, over the years, a few things got you down. particularly one thing. so who would've thought that the one thing that made you feel incapable over the years would be the one thing that you would be fighting so hard for? there. the unpredictability of life. pretty amazing.

recently, you had a long heart-to-heart talk with yourself.
you had to make yourself understand.

you've made too many considerations. you were always considering what the whole world would feel but you would forget to think about how you would feel. then come the nights where you're lying in bed, staring at the ceiling in the middle of the night because, despite how sleepy and tired you were, you couldnt go to sleep.

now, you understand that the only one thing you can do is to maintain positive. after all, a little bit of positivity goes a long way. and you shall attempt to do so.

you're not 100% there yet, in terms of accepting the reality. the circumstances. but you know that it's a fact, so accept it or not, that's what's going on. and you will accept it.

besides, if there's a will, there's a way.
and if that's labelled as a cliched phrase, it is only because many people have said it at least once in their lives, which also means that many people have been through times in their lives where they had to use it. see? you are not alone.

so here's what i say.
you'll get what you want. because you want it. it might take you a while. so let it. there will be no white flag.

listen to yourself. you know what you're saying.
trust me.

Criminal Minds: Lo-Fi

oh my goshhhhh.



i swear my heart skipped a beat.
who on earth died?

damn season finale.

giving up something for the week.

day 6 without milo.

no vest with an 's' on my chest.

worst period cramps ever.

i've never had the case of 'getting mad at everyone' and stuff, but cramps are my killer. i've had bad cramps in the past, but yesterday's cramps won hands down. i've never felt so tortured in my life. i swear. not even with that wisdom toothache. the stomach cramps were painful, but it was the effing cramping of my limbs that was unbearable.

seriously. all four limbs. at the same time. is that even normal?

but i really, really do thank anna for coming up and trying to help me out before my mom came back. i was so sorry that she had to see me looking like Gollum. and that i probably freaked her out. especially since we were just having tim tams about an hour before that. but i freaked out myself.

my future boyfriend is screwed.
let me apologise first.

but anyway, thank you so much babe, you really did help. :)

being a woman really does stink at times. really.

i never, ever, want to experience that kind of pain ever again in my life. NEVER. ever. not for the next million years, no.

on to brighter things, i got my Kings of Leon album today. that quick huh? actually, it was more of a belated gift by Britters, who's about to enlist in a day's time. finally. free training okay, mate? i think he'll be just fine.

now, i shall go listen to my new album while i attempt to pacify my stomach.

it has been a while.

i shall get Kings of Leon's Only By The Night album.

supercalifragilisticexpialidocious.

tick.tock.tick.tock.

it's 10.30pm. only an hour and a half away to a brand new year.

to 2009!

i think i did it. it's coming true. my new year's resolution that i made exactly a year ago. i made it! well, almost. only less than a couple of hours away for it to truly come true. my first resolution ever to come true. unbelievable.

so before it hits 12am, here's a little list i made.

the top 10 highlights of my 2008:

10. watching the Beijing Olympics Opening Ceremony on tv. it was truly the most spectacular thing i've ever seen in an opening ceremony. truly.

9. jogging. i've finally started to actually jog on my own basis. finally. still slow like a tortoise, but finally.

8. hitting 20. "the big 2-0," like they said. it wasnt that much of a big deal for me, but at least now i wont be treated like a kid anymore.
okay, who am i kidding?

7. KT Tunstall live in concert. the woman is amazing. what else can i say?

6. hiding inside the toilet of the zoo for about an hour. literally.
note to self, and every other person who's stupid enough to attempt what we did: pay for tickets.

5. getting a job. no, getting paid.

4. my first wisdom tooth extraction. the stitches hurt like crap, but i got rid of that damn bugger...and it felt damn buggering goooooood.

3. graduation. ah the bittersweetness. it's still a mystery. but a highlight!

2. Singfest. definitely the best 10 hours of August. the best concert i've ever been to in my short life. worth every drop of sweat. really.

1. Australia. not the movie. the trip.
everything about it. the place, the people i met, and basically, the real experience. my first real experience. and my first flight abroad alone!

so hopefully 2009 will be an even better year for me. for you. for the world. okay, Mr Obama?

HAPPY NEW YEAR, everyone!
auld lang syne!

so...has anyone seen Mas Selamat?

walking in the winter...wiiinterrrr wonderr...land.

Merry Christmas, everyone. with love. :)

i want to be a nick carter. after christmas.

i watched Twilight today. or last night, to be exact.



it wasnt bad. but it wasnt that good either. certain parts were pretty cool, but overall, i thought it was just okay. then again, that's just my opinion. maybe all that hype earlier made me had higher expectations of it.

in all fairness to the movie, my bladder on the verge of explosion was kind of a distraction throughout. i mean, i already felt the urge to pee only 30 minutes into the movie, but i was bent on not missing any part. and the film was about 2 hours long. so, well, you can imagine. distraction. (i should check for stones.)

although... whenever Kristen Stewart and Taylor Lautner came on, i still couldnt help but think, "girl from Panic Room" and "Shark Boy" respectively. i wasnt thinking "Cedric Diggory" when i was watching Robert Pattinson, but i did feel like he could've used a little hair-wash in the morning.

nevertherless, i still thought that they were pretty good. yes, the young and the talented. the young and the talented who are making far more than just $7.50/hr, for sure.

anyway, i just caught MTV's TRL Finale and i loved that all the ex-VJs actually came back and attended the final episode. nostalgia! especially since Carson Daly was hosting(with Damien). it was like a high school reunion 10 years later. 10 years!

i also saw the longest lasting boyband around, the Backstreet Boys, performing the old-school piece, "I Want It That Way", and i thought my eyes were playing tricks on me, but they werent. Nick Carter actually looked waaaay leaner than he was a couple of years ago. in fact, he looked almost like how he was when the Backstreet Boys first came onto the scene.


(a gazillion years ago.)


(left: then. right: now.)

alright, that's it. proper diet. working out. i'm going to do it all. if Nick Carter can do it, so can i. it's time i stop being a teapot.

(although i know without a doubt, i'm cheating on christmas. shit.)

farewell, Total Request Live. and Damien Fahey.
it has been a fun ride.

the long weekend effect.

i love public holidays. especially when they fall on mondays.

it only spells, "l-o-n-g w-e-e-k-e-n-d!"

no work on monday = no monday blues.
sunday's perfect.

but it makes going back on tuesdays even harder.

and after all this typing, it's still only wednesday.

gotta attack the chocolate pudding.

what doors and guitars are for.

doors are for slamming.

and guitars are for strumming in minor chords really loudly.

that's how i deal with my frustrations.
because i dont drink.

"Silence is one of the hardest arguments to refute."
-Josh Billings

mother says the darndest things 4

at a family scrabble game.

mom: pass me the dic.