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Gaaaaaaaaah. My dad rebooted the computer and I lost all my stuff. I hate losing my stuff. I hope some of it is backed up on the external drive, cos I made no backups. Daaaaamnit allllll. I’m esp. sad cos I had downloaded a few movies that I hadn’t watched yet. And the new VM ep! Sighsighsigh.

I know that I wanted to say something… but it has slipped my mind. Looovely.

I did, however, post my Mraz review thingy (see: previous post which has been edited). I wanted to do it before I either forgot or become too lazy about it.

Spekaing of lazy… I’m halfway thru the dreaded deadlines. Halfway through March… and I’m almost home free. But not quite yet. The plan is to pace myself in next 2-3 weeks so that I get everything done without killing myself or my grades. Hahahah.

The Damien Rice concert is effin’ SOLDOUT. Grrrrrrr. Well, by the time we checked, only the $150 tickets were left… and that’s expensive yo. So we hesitated and next thing you know, the show is pretty much soldout. Guess it’s not meant to be. I told the posse that we needed to buy the tickets when they came out but we were still kinda undecided so we missed out. Ah well. A little sad, but it’s okay.

I’m tired and a little frustrated, with a side of fangirl-squee.

[The universe fuckin’ hates us! Why why WHY? God, are you a Mayer fan?!??]

Suffice to say…. Jason’s acoustic show was fan-fuckin’-tastic. My fangirl-life is one step closer to being complete. Sigh.

My brain is too dead for words (you know that gushing is gonna come soon!) so here are the few pics we took tonight.

The one photo I managed to take during the show, during the last song actually.
Afterwards I got “reminded” about the no-photography rule. Gaaaah.The rest is just me, Sarah and Hani (Cal left early) photo-whoring at the hotel while waiting to see Jason:

And no, we didn’t get to meet him. Damn daaaamn close, but nope. Hence the whole spiel of the universe being against us. *shakes fist at sky* (We did manage to talk to Toca for a few minutes and tell him how much we loved the show and how awesome he was; so that was cool. And he was really nice too.)

For now, all I have to say is: DAMN, that show was good. Woot woot, we got an effin’ shoutout (my life is maaaade)! Fuck, why didn’t we linger for another 5 seconds?!?

Details when I feel more coherent.

(more…)

I’m stuck at home, staring at MS Word and writing the most boring, crappy essay on censorship. Damnit all!

I could possibly be trying to meet Mraz.

OH, WOE IS ME!

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The only good thing today is listening to Brian’s solo stuff. Damn, that man can sing anything. ANYTHING. His voice just kills me (in the best way possible). And yes, I am once again kicking and beating myself up for asking him about that other blonde one I like when I could’ve made other less stupid conversation. Like, I dunno, telling him how much I love his voice, however dorky and fangirly that would’ve been. Better dorky and fangirly instead of just plan STUPID. Gah. *sporks self*

Y’know, everytime I watch ANTM, I get the urge to dress nice, put on some make-up, drag my heels out (forget you, not-tall population who make me feel like a towering idiot!) and sashay down the street with my screw-y’all-i’m-the-shit attitude. Yeah baby.

And one of these days I’ll do just that.

Essay is still kicking my ass (goddamn, writing about censorship is about the most boring thing EVER), and I’m sad ‘cos it keeps me from possible Mraz-meetage. Le sigh. It’s also taking my attention away from looking forward to the concert, cos I’m stressing on these damn 2,500 words I have to churn out. Gaaaah.

The Concert Gods are really trying to bankrupt me. First with the daylight-robbery of the Backstreet concert, which I shelled out cos y’know waiting 10 years and all. Then came a slew of alt-rock bands, whom I weren’t particularly interested in… although I might’ve gone to the Fort Minor one had I enough money lying around. Then, of course, Mraz… but luckily, his tickets are like peanuts.

And then now, I find out that Damien Rice is coming at the end of the month. WTF?!?! Of course, I mean WTF?!?! in the OMG-are-you-serious-this-is-great! sorta way. He’s another one that I didn’t expect would come here. But he is, and I have to go. Cos I love his songs. Hell, I’d go just to hear him sing The Blower’s Daughter and Volcano and Cannonball. (EDIT: Can’t believe that I forgot to mention Delicate, which is possibly my fave one!) Sigh. His tickets are a little pricey though, so it depends on what tickets the posse wants to get.

Oh man, my bank account is dyiiiiing. DYING, I tell ya. I am pooooor.

I bought ice-cream today to make me feel better. Chocolate always cheers me up.

I am a lazy person.

3 days to Mraz (!!!!)…. but also 3 days to yet another essay deadline. Oh joy. I’m probably gonna skip dance tomorrow (sadness!) to drag my unmotivated ass to the library. Gaaaah.

I have a MAJOR sushi craving.

My weekend was fun though. I basically chilled out on Saturday with a book and let some of my brain cells die. Then the posse came over on Sunday, to hang out and celebrate Sarah’s birthday. We (minus Sarah) met at Parkway first; bought some fun(ny) gifts and then spent an eternity deciding which cake to buy. We ended up buying a mocha cake, which tasted pretty good. There was also this toy fair and I was mighty mighty tempted to buy a Magic 8-ball (a temptation that I resisted). Then we went back to my place and watched some movies.

Watched about half of “Honey”, snarking all throughout it before deciding that we had tortured ourselves enough. Then we developed a drinking-game while watching “Goal!” (if we had actually did it, we would’ve been drunk off our asses but laughing about it was amusing enough), snarked about the Ho!Yay! and lusted after the dude who played Santiago. And suddenly we’re looking forward to the sequels. LOL. Then we watched “Nightwatch”, a Russian fantasy/sci-fic movie. Kinda puzzling in the beginning, but really quite interesting. I feel like I need to watch it again to really appreciate it. The cinematography was excellent though.

In the middle of “Nightwatch”, our pizza came and after that, we sprung our surprise on Sarah. Heh. It was all good.

So yeah, that was a good weekend.

My laziness from the weekend has spilled over though, and that’s not good. At all. *headdesk*

Aaaargh. Argh argh argh.

I hate March.

I love grocery-shopping.

Was at Liberty supermarket with Cal earlier this week; and I swear we’re the only idiots who have so much fun there. LOL.

I dunno, but I just love buying food. I loved it when I was in C. Hill and would go grocery-shopping with Alex. We’d buy mostly crap… well, me at least. LOL. I usually bought cereal, pop tarts, chips, juice (Capri Sun!), milk, granola bars and the like. Basically it’s junk food galore. I had a meal plan anyway so I had no cause to attempt to cook. Haha.

I made a stop at the supermarket again today. I tore out this baked macaroni recipe from a magazine the other day and since I had a pasta craving, I decided to give it a go. Grocery-shopping is fun! I had my little list and everything. LOL.

So my attempt at the dish was… okay. It was a little watery, but then I deviated a little from the recipe so that’s my fault. Haha. But yeah, it was pretty good. Maybe it’ll get better next time. And of course, the Kitchen Gods had to mock me by giving me a battle scar; sliced the skin of my thumb with a knife and blood was all gushing. Ewwww. That freaked me out for a sec.

I think I’m a lot less hopeless at baking for some reason. Hmmmm.

Anyway.

It’s the weekend.

Finally.

Last night was a freakin’ battle between me and MS word as I tried to finish my draft. I handed it in today; hopefully it doesn’t completely suck.

Maaaan, tonight and tomorrow, I’m gonna chill out a little. Got some romances to read, some junk food to devour and a lot of mindlessness to look forward to. Woot woot.

When I’m feeling down, I know that watching footage of the Boys will be sure to cheer me up some.

(Watching the Walmart concert series thingy, which I haven’t seen in ages. Acapella-singing! That AIHTG-IWITW-Time medley kicks alllll kinds of ass. And while B+B is probably my least fave Boys album (and my least fave Boys-era), HOT DAMN Nicky Nick was hot as hell during the SOMH-era. Sigh. *looooove*)

Lethargic.

Gaaaah.

I dunno why, but I feel really crappy today. No energy to do anything whatsoever. Horrible horrible horrible. I’m gonna make me some tea and then get some reading done. Reading that so needs to be done.

The one bright light in my life right now: Jason Mraz on the 17th! Woot woot! Funnily enough, we found out that he was coming here on that Tuesday morning hanging out in the lobby waiting for the Boys to appear. Yup, that v. day that we met Brian! But, of course, all my energies those 3 days were devoted to the Boys just then, so while Hani and Sarah and Cal were freaking out and all excited, I was like, “Where the hell is Nick?!?!?” Ahahahahha. Yeah, that’s me. And Hani was calling dibs on Jason, and I (and Cal too) went, “NUH UH, girl-who-only-knows-You-And-I-Both!” LOL.

We got tickets, but we got pretty sucky ones even though we got them only a few days after they went on sale. Is Jason that popular here? No idea, though I suspect that “You And I Both” is his most known song. (I looooove that song too.) Could be that the tickets are so cheap (only $30 for students!) that people just snapped them up. Either way, at least we have tickets, so it’s cool.

Never thought that he’d come here, so OMG!SQUEEEEE! I’m really looking forward to it. And hopefully we’ll find a way to meet him too, cos that would be TEH AWEEEESOME!

So, really, my fangirl life is pretty much set. M5 + Mayer, Backstreet and now Mraz. All I need to round it off is some *NSYNC. Oh, and some INXS. Mmmm, JD.

But that’s on the 17th. Between now and then, I have soooo much stuff to do. *headdesk*

So, dance thingy on Saturday? Fun. Went pretty well. Minor screw-up on my part for the last part of the 2nd item (which we had just learnt the night before!) but it wasn’t like a major boo-boo, so it’s all right.

The competition itself was cool. Some surprises along the way, in terms of who went onto the next rounds, but it was all good. I’m wow-ed by the creativity and skills of some of the dancers. That said, if my skin grows thicker in the next year, I’m thinking of joining the competition. I say this now, but we’ll see how I feel when the times comes. Heh.

The dreaded Monday has come. I’m relatively prepared for my presentation and I got my draft submission pushed back to Friday (THANK GOD, cos there was no way I could’ve finished it!), so things are as good as they can be.

The sucky thing is that I’m falling sick. I was actually feeling feverish last Tuesday, when I came back late after dance practice. Downed some meds, and luckily it was gone the next morning. But then I slowly got hit with a cough. So yeah. Thoart hurts yo. My body was/is probably rebelling as it went from slacker-mode to OMG-so-MANY-things-to-do-mode. Hahahaha.

Last night as I was procrastinating while preparing for my presentation, I downloaded clips of Drew Lachey on “Dancing With The Stars”. He was so good yo, considering he was a novice. That shit isn’t easy. And Cheryl, his partner, is a freakin’ hot dancer. They dance very well together, and I know that he’s married but daaaaaamn, their dancing chemistry is off the hook! I really like their jive, tango, their (2nd) rumba and the freestyle. Watching them dance makes me wanna learn now to ballroom dance! (How much fun would that be? Well, if your partner doesn’t have 2 left feet. LOL.)

Okay. I need to leave for school soon.

As performance day draws nearer (ie. TODAY!), deadlines also loom scarily in the v. near future. Oh, I am so DED.

Feeling double the stress. Dance-stress mostly for the moment: I just learnt like the last bit of one the dance items tonight and it’s not only partnerwork but also really fast. Oyyyy. I haven’t quite gotten it yet so I’m like slaving over it and praying that I get it internalised in 12 hours time. *headdesk*

So, I’m dancing in both performance items. Barring a freak brain freeze, the first one should be all right. The second one is a bit more shaky. But it has to, and will, work somehow.. I really really hate screwing up, and I won’t. So yeah, crossed fingers and toes all around, plus I’ll be crazily obsessing over it until performance-time.

As for the deadlines, I have been working towards completing them… so it’s not like I’ve been full-time dancer and part-time student and complete slacker all around. Still, Sunday is gonna be a shitty day.

And now, I need to sleep.