I really needed to post this. Celebration V 2010. And I wasn't there :(


Chao.

My 600th post.

So Luke was in his fighter plane reaching his target trying to invade Darth Vader's (in his own fighter plane) lasers shooting from behind. This is the scene where Death Star 1 is about to be destroyed and Vader takes matters into his own hands.

Vader's "bodyguard" planes were shot down by a surprise attack from Han Solo and Luke's
teammates were shot down by the enemy. So it was Vader Vs Luke kinda thing.

Vader said "The force is strong in this one."

There I was trying to contain my laughter and thinking "Duh, He's your son dude!" But of course in A New Hope he doesn't know yet so I'm just saying.

Chao.

Earlier tonight in the cab with my mum, she reminded me of the passing of a distant cousin of mine, N, last year, during the fasting month. He was riding on his motorbike with his girlfriend as pillion. She broke her leg, he crashed his ribcage onto the railings. He passed away in the hospital.

If my mum didn't tell me, I would've thought he was still alive and kicking, somewhere in woodlands, where he stayed. I never took all these stories of distant relatives' happenings seriously. It never occurred to me what a loss it was.

He was only nineteen.

Growing up, my grandma used to take me and my brother over to woodlands to my relative's place. It would be me, my brother, N (2 years older than me) and his elder brother, M (same age as my brother). We would run around along the corridors, scream at each other at the void deck and even hog the playstation until sunset (ps2 wasn't out yet, that's how far back it went). I was the only girl. So it would be my brother and M conversing, me and N conversing. But then again, because I was a whiny brat, N usually ignored me and joined the older boys. Meh.

He was sick. As in, physically sick, inside. Something about having a metal rod in his body to function or something. My mum said leukemia. I can't remember. I was so young and N was like any other malay boy. Soccer-playing, friendly and active.

We weren't that close but think about it. Life is really that precious. One silly move, and your time is up. You think, yeah I'm finally dead, I hate my life on earth. But what about those you left behind? Can you imagine how your loved ones feel?

N passed away at a young age of 19, leaving behind his grandparents, parents, 3 older brothers and an older sister. He was the youngest.

I actually don't know how to feel about this. It's been almost a year. I must have not being listening when the news broke.

With that, I can bid my bike license goodbye. I still want to take it. But I'm sure to be reminded of N's passing, everytime (until maybe I suddenly forget). Even if you wear a helmet to protect your head, your body isn't. And even if you're riding your bike at a steady speed on the left lane, a reckless car driver might just swerve in, hit you and leave you lying on the ground, helpless. Things happen, even when we're careful.

So what now you ask me?

You tell me.

Chao.

I just had one of the wildest weeks ever. Technically it started last Monday when I went to see Slash in concert. Still feeling all smitten and fangirl-ish over it. But I ain't a fangirl. I'm his wife, comprendo? (Syai don't read this)

And the week progressed to Friday, one of the busiest Fridays in my life. School as usual but I appeared half an hour late because. Surprisingly I wasn't kicked out of class. Then Darren my poloboy was just a sweetheart when he volunteered to help me bind and buy envelopes for me when I was waiting to consult David.

Then, that was the time I cut my finger and almost scared the shit out of myself. I rarely get penknife cuts on my fingers. The last time I accidentally cut myself with a penknife was years ago when I was playing with the blade. And now, when cutting paper (too hard), I slid the penknife onto my left index finger (which was holding down the metal ruler together with my thumb), a part of my nail came off, along with the blade piercing through my skin. Then, ... blood galore. I almost cried. Got Sam to help me wash my finger and plaster it. Too pussy to look at my own wound. *shudders*

Continued panicking, because I had my GEMS test at 1pm and I was clueless as to what was going to be tested. Yes, I took a GEMS that thought me Bio terms. I've never taken Bio in my whole life (except the usual reproductive systems and what not in sec 1-2) but now, I know the terms Mitochondria, RNA, Phosphodiester and erm ... Vector. Do you? Hah.

Finished the test in 15 minutes. It was quite easy seeing as how the questions on the revision guide came out and I read them all the night before. Hai Zakk, you amaze me sometimes. Then off for lunch, chilled and proceeded to the foreboding InnoV for casting call with Fah. Tried it out for fun because ... Nyeh. What a long way up (and down). And Fah and I agreed we both love the smell of paint. Heh.

Then it was time to head to The Hall. What a foreboding name for such a pretty tiny space. Had to get Syai from his studio and drag him all the way with me. Met Yusman on the way and he started to panic. I panicked a little. I don't know. It was mixed feelings for me. I mean, you join a competition to win, right?

So bla bla bla, friends came. Wished everyone goodluck. It was nice to see familiar faces and quite surprising to see some other faces. But all's well ends well. Khairi and Isaac were the emcees for the night and goodness, were they full of crap (in a good way). And thank you babies for the fucking amazing intro you guys did for Yusman and I. Backstage we were like "WTF?!" And I couldn't stop smiling as I got on stage. Friends/supporters were cheering so loud and oh my god, did you guys have to "meow" non-stop?! It was so funny I couldn't start until 10 secs later when everyone shut-ed up.

And hell yeah did me and Yus did an awesome job. And yes, I know it was a very low-key performance but as I mentioned, it was OUR cover of the song and we had our reasons for making it "moan-like" according to Fah. I mean, oh my god at the song choice! Not my cup of tea, but we compromised and sang it for the crowd.

So here's a random array of pictures I took from Facebook, for your viewing pleasure.

And then the stage photos, both when we performed and when we got awarded Champions for SD Talentime 2010 Duet category.




A job well done Yusman! Amazing guitarist and back-up singer. Hearts you many many!

After everything else, I called Sadali who was performing for CASS Idol. I wanted to watch him so badly after watching his audition video but I had my own show to do. We planned to that "win or lose, we're going to celebrate". Then I called him, AND HE FUCKING WON CASS IDOL SOLO OMG I WAS SCREAMING OVER THE PHONE. Met him over at Dover and gave him a huge hug. Along with Shah who was pretty excited to see me and vice versa.


And that's your CASS IDOL 2010 for you okay. The one on the left. The right one is just cute.

Chao.

Probably one of the greatest days of my life. 2nd August 2010. I went to Fort Canning Park with my brother, his girlfriend, Jeremy, Jowin, Eugene, another Jeremy, Matthew and I forgot the other guy's name. Why? We watched Slash perform live with Myles Kennedy and band. It was the best ever live concert I've been to and watching my idol perform so close to where I stood (and got raped, groped, squashed ... multiple times) was one of the most amazing experiences ever. I talked to strangers, made new friends, hit some people and even became a temporary girlfriend to some rowdy caucasian dude (sorry Syai!). It was all worth it.

And did I mention? I brought along Sam's 35mm Nikon and Fi's Instax and held them in my arms at all times when I wasn't busy reaching out to snap photos. I think everyone around me was wondering why the fuck I brought film cameras to a live concert because everyone was holding up the latest digital compact cameras and iPhones to take videos and pictures. And imagine me jumping around to the music and holding the cameras as close to my body as possible because for one, the cameras don't belong to me, and two, if I spoil/damage them, again they're not mine so my friends might kill me for wrecking their cameras. Also, I brought along Faz's D60 along with her wide angle lens but I never took them out of the bag for fear it might get destroyed by ruthless concert-goers so I passed the bag to my brother while I enjoyed headbanging to the music (along with the 2 film cameras in my arms). I'm that amazing I know.

I don't apologise for being different.

And then, there were visuals.

Some randomly picked pictures from the folder so I'm not sure if they're clear or not. Anyhoo, I don't care. I need to do my assignments now because deadline is tomorrow. The laptop has been switched on since just now and I've yet to do anything. Meow.

Chao.