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Ten Facts About Me

Saw this on Helga’s blog sometime ago and I thought to do one myself.

ONE: I can’t whistle at all. I don’t know why!

TWO: I’m talkative and loud. If people are embarrassed to be seen with me then that is their problem.

THREE: I can’t NOT finish food. If I get a small serving then it’s good because I don’t get a second serving unless I’m super famished. When it’s a large portion or a big serving, even though I’m about to burst I feel really evil and bad if I don’t finish what’s on my plate. Like really bad. I hate the thought of throwing food or food that’s being wasted. Gives me so much guilt in life.

FOUR: I’m scared of cats, thus I don’t like them. I had a bad experience and I always feel like they hate me so much. Dogs on the other hand, I am very much a dog person. Lovelovelove dogs.

FIVE: I’m a chronic foot jiggler. It’s pretty bad.

SIX: The reason why I don’t like to watch horror movies aside from them being scary is that when I watch them I don’t close my eyes at all. I don’t block out the scary scenes or try to cover my eyes when it’s the scary part. I really watch them. Then I can’t sleep for about a month scared shitless because I can’t take the scenes or the happenings off my mind and continue scaring myself in my head to the point of almost no return. That’s why I just avoid horror movies altogether.

SEVEN: I’m pretty short. Just a little above 5 feet. In fact my sister who is 12 years younger is almost taller than me, which is good in a way so that nobody will mistake me as her mother when we’re together.

EIGHT: I’m scared I won’t find “The One” and that I’ll never get married. This is especially hard to admit because I’ve always been okay about not having a boyfriend.

NINE: I’m quite the messy eater. I’m not dirty by any standards and I practice proper eating etiquette and table manners but somewhere between scooping the food with my spoon to reaching my mouth, food just seems to involuntarily fall to the table, or sauce on my clothes. Maybe I just have bad hand-to-mouth coordination.

TEN: I don’t like confrontation. I have this problem with facing problems/issues/people who I have problems or issues with/making the first move when it comes to situations that may result in awkwardness or bad blood. Even when I think about it right now, I feel like hiding under the covers already.

The 2PM Experience

Related Post: 2PM, Finally!

It’s taking me a while to come up with a decent blog post about my experience during last Friday’s 2PM concert, because I don’t know where to start. My word vomits about my experiences during that night have all been spewed on both my twitter accounts and told to friends who have been asking me about my experience but there’s just something about actually coming up with the right words to say in a blog post that’s so hard. It’s Tuesday as I currently write this but I have no idea when it will be published (FRIDAY!).. so I’m just forcing myself to just write so I don’t have to torture myself on how to come up with the entry for this blog. I know a lot of my online friends aren’t K-pop fans, and I didn’t get into K-pop until late 2009, where I already established a place in the internet as a blogger (who had no knowledge about K-pop and was a rock chick at heart) in both tumblr and my various sites but it was also tumblr that introduced me to 2PM.. then gradually K-pop as a whole. That time I was also kind of unmotivated, I had just finished uni waiting to graduate and I couldn’t have been more lost. K-pop made me temporarily forget about a whole lot of worries.. I can say it got me through pretty much a bunch of shit I wouldn’t be as comfortable talking about by now.

Tickets
The promoters had announced the ticket prices by August or September so we had time to save up for whatever price they were going to throw at us. I was ready to buy the most expensive seats because the promoters promised us it would be numbered seats (to prevent any crazy stomping fainting fangirls happening) but I had another dilemma, I would also be paying for my sister because there’s no way in hell my parents would be paying for her and it would be totally unfair to not bring her, she’s a K-pop fan too because of me (although not as much as me, shocking.. she’s the tween after all). The most expensive ticket was Diamond class at over $220 so it definitely got me thinking if I were to buy 2 that’s gonna burn a crazy whole in my personal pocket but being the awesome sister that I am, of course I bought my sister one too. I didn’t think anymore, if I did then it would have been more painful. Thank goodness the promoters gave us a timeframe to save (they also had a 50% payment promo) and thanks to my friend Janey and fellow 2PM fangirl who queued in line from 8am to get our tickets so we could get nice seats and sit together.

Concert Day
Friday was a whirlwind of emotions. I purposely skipped work that day so I could gather up all the energy that would be spent that night. I had bought a new camera for the concert (yes the P300) because SLRs or any form of professional AV recording equipment weren’t allowed. I was actually quite surprised at myself for being pretty calm during the days and weeks leading up to the concert, I had been waiting for this day since the last time I saw them last March (for merely 20 minutes and 4 songs), not to mention I had to get back my concert streak from when I missed Incubus last July and that really broke my heart. That’s why I didn’t go to work, if I did it would have been the same as that Incubus incident.. I couldn’t get out of the office in time. I still feel sad every time I think about that day, ugh!

Concert

[youtube=”http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=346Xchgsiec”]

The start of the concert when they came out on stage and everyone freaked out (naturally) including me that I couldn’t even hold my camera properly. I took better videos than better photos, mostly because they moved around on stage so much. Fangirling and spazzing to 6 dancing boys while focusing on taking good photos (plus trying to get rid of the heads in front of you) don’t really mix well together. I was a butthurt for a bit though, the concert had strict rules on not being allowed to bring SLR cameras or any professional equipment but when I got there some fangirls got to sneak in theirs. Ohwells. I don’t have the right lens anyway and it would’ve been a chore. I thought my Nikon P300 worked great enough that night.

Yup, definitely butthurt at that girl who brought her SLR.

If I wasn’t a 2PM fan I would be saying it was great, fun and a really enjoyable concert overall but I AM A FAN so it was amazing, even mindblowing. When they said it would be exactly the same as their concert in Seoul, they were NOT kidding. I felt like I should’ve paid more or something. The concert was about almost 2 and a half hours, laser lights, great production value, interactive boys, amazing stage. Pretty much everything you asked and wished for. The show was divided into two parts, the first part they sang songs from their latest album and the second part they sang all their hits and popular non-singles. There was an intermission in the middle where they showed a cute VTR supposedly narrated by Chansung’s cat Jeonggam, and how supposedly he sees the boys. It was cute, but the Indonesian translation was a little bit off. Here’s the Korean version with English subtitles, it’s quite funny and cute.

[youtube=”http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NSlWdWZ6nl0″]

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Brunch, Lunch, and Laughter

Last Saturday my girl Novella had a birthday lunch to celebrate her 25th year into this world. The lunch became a very late lunch because the celebrant was not only fashionably late, she was absolutely late 😉 I love you anyway bb. Prior to that Caroline & I decided to grab late brunch at the same time to pick up the red velvet cake we got for N at this lovely place called Convivium Deli in the South.

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Change of Scenery

I think I need a big fat one. Don’t get me wrong. I love Jakarta, I really do. It’s my second home.. it’s where I had a lot of firsts; but it’s been bringing me down. I’m at a crossroads in my life with no idea where to go or what to do with it, I’m almost certain that I don’t really want to be in Jakarta anymore–for now. Of course I’m not ruling out the not ever coming back here but I’m getting really restless. Of course this could just be the frustrated me talking because I’ve had a rough 2 weeks. But if you’re in a place where you’re not growing as an individual, I think you should take things into consideration. Do you want to stay and make things different or do you have another choice of where to go? Right now I have a few choices, go back home to the Philippines which is the most probable choice, or work in cities I would love to live in (Singapore, Melbourne/Perth, Seoul, anywhere in Italy, or with relatives in the States). All it takes is push really. Unfortunately right now I do not have it yet. I’m still finding myself, what I want, attempting to save some money in the process so I can fully determine where I really want to go and what I really want to do and actually have the resources (read: money) to obtain it.

I didn’t really imagine being in your 20s would take such emotional energy to make the right decisions but that’s seriously how I feel right now. I’m generally a positive and happy-go-lucky person but along the way some things change and your perspective shifts, it’s inevitable.

Dark Clouds

This week has been such a struggle for me, evident from Monday’s post below. I don’t know what it is but I’m guessing it’s probably just PMS or something. I’m feeling extra weak, been getting random stomach pains and bad migraines and headaches (sometimes it feels like a weeklong hangover but I didn’t even drink that much during the weekend) plus I just got my email from monthlyinfo that Tom‘s about to arrive soon, so it’s probably that. It feels like I’m always waking up on the wrong side of the bed and before I sleep I feel extra tired. I’ve been taking my vitamins but I’ve been feeling too lethargic to run this week, I can’t wait til I get back in maximum state of mind so I can get back to running.

Last night the fambam and I went to the airport to send off my dad who’s going back home to Cebu for a while. I don’t know how long until I see him again and I’m such a daddy’s girl when we dropped him off at the airport (we didn’t go in anymore coz it was late) I had this lump on my throat.

And this came from someone who’s been used to living far away from her dad for 18 years. I’m extremely close to him and I’m gonna miss those fun moments and asking him to drive me places because I’m too chicken to drive now. Heh.