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:: Friday, December 12, 2003 ::
Can I say I love Viggo?
Can I?
Can I?
Gah! His quote during the LOTR: ROTK European Premier in Berlin.
Thank you for not bombing Iraq!
Oh Vig, you are truly Aragorn, The Last Heir of Numenor. Man! That was fantastic, and your quote soothe me when I am starting to become sick and utterly tired with the hooplas and commercial that surrounding the last movie. Dammit! Who remembers that it was the LOTR geeks that can't wait for what Pete Jackson is gonna do with the first film? Who? I still remember eagerly awaited for the movie, and there's rarely coperate investment involved.
And now. Fuck, I don't want my most favourite book in the trilogy to be surrounded by all these shits and shit I suppose it's already happening and fuck. (Sorry about the 'curses). Right, where was I?
I am utterly disappointed with the hooplas and commercialism that surrounded this movie. And I hope, hope hope, that it won't take my enjoyment out of it. Gah! I'm waiting for two years and I am damm not gonna have anyone spoiled it. shesh.
So, erm... yea, Vig Rules!
:: Yours Truly.... 4:47 PM [+] ::
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:: Wednesday, December 10, 2003 ::
It's the 11th of December, 2003.
So?
Let's go back to 11th December 2000.
Yea.
I departed from Exeter at around 8am, and arrived in London at 11am. I couldn't meet them all at National Express Departure Hall because there's a bomb threat and the police were everywhere. Just eeek! I finally met Yvonne and the others. We walked around London, and since I am the most knowlegable about it. heh, felt kinda all those travelling that I did, finally paid off. I got sport shoes on, others, well you know those boots? leather/pvc one? Thank God I'm not complaining.
At around 2pm, our group had become bigger. We went off to the Dockland. Smash Hits Polls Winner's Party. Performing. Savage Garden! Whoa! Ask DLM, she can gaped. hehehehe.... Somebody called someone at home to tape the performance. The guy left immediately after it. We saw Darren and Leonie the PA got into the black Merc. We waved, Darren waved back. Then, Daniel came out, flicking the cigarette onto the pavement. And he got into the purple bus. Purple. Yea... Both vehicles were tinted. Tinted vehicles meant famous people are in there. Tinted man!
Ok, we took the Underground back to Central London, Convent Garden to be exact, met Rani and more people, and lined up in front of the bar. It was kinda lounge style, gah, you imagine lounge with some Jazz musicians out there, you probably got it right. No cameras allowed, they don't sell the souvenir programmes or anything, I only have one glass of orange juice, courtesy of a dear friend.
They started the set with The Best Thing. That's gonna be the last single before they broke up. (damm you Darren). Daniel looks good. Leather black pants, maroon long sleeve shirts, hair's long and styled ala
David Ginola. He looks absolutely amazing. and errm... sorry, no Darren. heh. I wasn't concentrating on him alone. oops! There was one time during the show, when they were performing The Lover After Me, I held up the sign that says "Daniel, say something!" He squinted, tried to read, but He couldn't. Another of my friend held up the same sign, and he read it, shook his head, and zipped his mouth using his right hand, on the break between rythmn, and eeek!!! Wowww!!! talk about hysteria! Gah! He never says nothing and here he was, doing an absolute amazing thing that makes us go all over the world ok I'm rambling but the fuck he did it.
Affirmation and then, it's the end. My adrenaline is still high. It was about nine and my bus didn't depart till 11pm, so we waited outside the place, talking to one of the roadie. His name is Renee and gah! it is true when the fans has this weird obsession coupled with adrenaline, they can do anything. Thank God Renee wasn't like that. He told us they've gone back to the hotel already. He then brought up this box, that was filled with stuff from the dressing room. 2 pineapples, a Sainsbury orange juice, mini mars and trix. I took the pineapple and trix and mars. It smelt like smoke, and I immediately know it was either from Daniel's dressing room or the guys. And yes, I ate it. HA! Even the pineapple.
I got on the bus at 11pm, arrived in Exeter at 3am, and I walked. Walked from the bus station to my room at the university flat. Took about 10 minuted. And I called Nat, thank God for the Vodaphone no-charge-after-7pm value. whew. I talked to Nat, make sure if I disconnect suddenly, she can take any means to help me. Poor her, she was so sleepy. I arrived safely and cooked her dinner later. *sigh*
And that's the story. How I love thee. Wish to go back there again, just because.... yes.
:: Yours Truly.... 7:38 PM [+] ::
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:: Sunday, December 07, 2003 ::
Language Meme!
This is Malay.
1. a body of water, smaller than a river, contained within relatively narrow banks?
Longkang! What? I grew up in the city and this is the only thing I know that fit the description.
2. the thing you push around the grocery store?
Troli.
3. a metal container to carry a meal in?
Don't have it. We get our food fresh dude! But then, the place to put your food in, we called it tupperware.
4. the thing that you cook bacon and eggs in?
Kuali. Although me no eat bacon.
5. the piece of furniture that seats three people?
sofa
6. the device on the outside of the house that carries rain off the roof?
Paip.
7. the covered area outside a house where people sit in the evening?
Beranda.
8. carbonated, sweetened, non-alcoholic beverages?
Air gas.
9. a flat, round breakfast food served with syrup?
Lempeng.
10. a long sandwich designed to be a whole meal in itself?
Baget. Ok, not fair. I malaysied the french.
11. the piece of clothing worn by men at the beach?
Kain Pelikat. huh? They wear it anyway. Or seluar pendek.
12. shoes worn for sports?
Kasut Sukan.
13. putting a room in order?
Mengemas.
14. a flying insect that glows in the dark?
Kunang-kunang.
15. the little insect that curls up into a ball?
Ulat Bulu. ewww when you touched it, you'll be itchy for the whole time.
16. the children's playground equipment where one kid sits on one side and goes up while the other sits on the other side and goes down?
Jongkang-jongkit.
17. how do you eat your pizza?
Panas, dengan tangan.
18. the act of private citizens putting up signs and selling their used stuff?
We don't actually practise this stuff, so no, nothing.
19. the evening meal?
Makan malam.
20. the thing under a house where the furnace and perhaps a rec room are?
Since it's hot all the time, there's no words for it and the house wasn't design like it, so no.
:: Yours Truly.... 6:48 PM [+] ::
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