I wanna watch New Moon, Godammit!

It's Friday, you guys. WOOOHOOOP.

I'll be resting for the rest of the night because this week has been pretty tiring but I'll be out probably all day and all night tomorrow.

I have 10 AM date with one of my girlies, Drimi : queuing for New Moon tickets. We're planning to watch it later on the afternoon with a bunch of her friends but there's NO WAY we can get the tickets if we don't come early. Especially since there are no pre-orders like last year for the first day of the movie opening over here. Who's responsible for that, huh? I wanna slap that bish.

Maybe not. I;m willing to stand in line for New Moon.

I will smack people for New Moon if they dare making snarky remarks during the movie too. You Twilight Saga haters, don't watch it if you hate it. Many fans deserve those spots in the theater you're sitting on while trash talking. I'll make sure to bring my 5 inches platform pumps or booties. Seeing how thick they are, it must be really hurt to have them land on the back of someone's head.

NOT the Louboutins, you crazy?

Ahem. I will be a little violent for New Moon. Geez, I say New Moon a lot. New Moon, New Moon, New Moon.

I may get a little dirty too. Check out my conversation with one of my favorite bloggy girlies, Melissa, via Twitter :

Me : Edward whooo? Jacooooooobbb.

Melissa : No, remember the pillows!

Me : How to say "I want edward to bite my pillow now" in spanish? :D please please.

Melissa : Deseo que Edward Cullen muerda mi almohada ahora!

Me : DESEO QUE EDWARD CULLEN MUERDA MI ALMOHADA AHORA!!!


Then as if it's not enough to scream that out loud for the whole public to read...

Me : DESEO QUE JACOB BLACK MUERDA MI ALMOHADA AHORA!!!


Me : DESEO QUE DAMON SALVATORE Y STEFAN SALVATORE MUERDA MI ALMOHADA AHORA!!!

Me : DESEO QUE TOM WELLING MUERDA MI ALMOHADA AHORA!!!


I have no idea how Tom Welling could get mixed up there, by the way. What's a superman to do with a group of Vampire hotties?*

I should go to a shrink for an extra session. That, or enroll myself in a Spanish course.






* I know what Superman should do with a bunch of vampire hotties. But it's way beyond PG-13 to write here, if you know what I mean.

TMI Thursday : Peep Show?

Alright, guys. I figure since I've felt better and have a pretty embarrassing story to share ( because I know a lot of you love it, no? ), I'll participate in Lilu's TMI Thursday this week.

And don't worry if you're easily repulsed, there's not gonna be anything about poop, pee, menstrual bloods, or any other kind of body fluids here. I'm going for a milder story today.

This one happened pretty recently, actually the same night when my purse got stolen. You see it was a really busy and big night for me and for D'Makaveli in general. Fashion show and music performances to handle, not to mention all tables were booked and table bookers usually had a lot of requests and wanted to swap all the time. It was raining badly all over the town too. You know what it means? HEAVY TRAFFIC JAM. All over the city. The worst day for traffic jam in Jakarta is always Friday too. So you can imagine a bad traffic jam and triple it, you literally can get from one place to another place a block away for a stinkin' hour or two because cars move like snails.

We've just finished sound check and walking rehearsals with the models around 6 pm. Me and a bunch of girls planned to hit the salon afterward getting our make ups and hair done. We were told to be back at the venue the latest at 11 PM since the shows were scheduled slightly after midnight. So I left with one of my best friends, let's just call her Tasha. I'm sure if you've read me for a while, you've also seen her pictures at some point. Take a guess on this one.

We drove to meet our make up artists using her car, with her driving. Don't get me wrong, I love that girl but she's a clumsy and a terrible driver. She drove really slow, always got cut, and not to mention she has the shortest attention span. But she would still try to do a lot of things at once : talking to her phone, putting on lipstick, charging her phone while trying to text someone, picking on shoes. You know what this means if you sit next to her, right? You gotta be her 'assistant' in handing or grabbing her things from the backseat while at the same time trying to get her to focus on the road or remind her what she did beforehand. I would so offer to drive for our safety but here's the catch : I don't really drive automatic cars well. I know driving manuals mean I can handle automatic cars but I just don't wanna risk anything under heavy rain and traffic jam.

The traffic jam's getting worse when we were done. She told me at the last minute she forgot to bring a strapless bra and bought gas for a car. I panicked. We've spent 3 hours stuck on the road, another detour would kill us especially since it's almost 10.30 PM. But we still stopped by at a gas station and a friend's apartment to borrow a strapless bra for her ( Bra swap? Haha! ). But when it's all finished, it's already past 11 PM. People were calling, looking for us.

Tasha looked at me while we're stuck at another traffic jam, already near to the club, "I haven't changed into my dress and you've changed in the backseat. Maybe we should make another stop somewhere so I can go to the bathroom and change."

I glared at her, "Have you lost your mind?"

She got the point. Next thing I know SHE TOOK OFF ALL HER CLOTHES. Shirt, skirt, bra, and everything. Practically naked at the driver's seat with boobs and butt out while I, clearly was in horror, handing her the strapless bra, string panties, and helped her zip her dress.

( I'm-So-Asian Fact Of The Day : I feel really uncomfortable when other girls take off all their clothes near me. I usually keep my junks to myself. )

Oh, I haven't mentioned the 'awesome' part.

Due to her short attention span and clumsiness, the little lamps on the car mirror? Still on. She hasn't completely closed all the car windows either ( we rolled it up and down before because the car AC and rain made them foggy ) so a lot of people outside the car, in the street, in other cars and motorcycles could CLEARLY WATCHED WHAT HAPPENED.

Which explained all the whistling and honking, now that I think about it.

TECHNICALLY I Shouldn't Be Posting...

...but I miss you guys too much and this song is stuck in my head. LISTEN, LISTEN!

Now I know your reactions will pretty much be either one of these :

• Completely disgusted. I understand, really. I mean one of the lyrics is like, "I met this girl named Tammy, I plowed her in Miami.." SERIOUSLY? And any songs involved Tila Tequila in it will be too much info in general.
  

• Click stop because you think this song is stupid, then preach around about how songs like this brainwash and educate the public in general to be a bunch of horny and stupid jackasses. Your favorite indie artists have so much better and 'deeper' songs with complicated philosophical stuff. You prefer everything 'underground', cause you're the ' coolest', no? Yeah, I'm talking to you, 'edgy' people.
  

• Instantly loving it. HELLO, it's dance-able, silly, and ridiculous. The guy who sang in the chorus got a nice voice and this song is actually appropriate for "happy sexy times". ( Yes, Ejannz, I'm talking to you. Go download it!)
  

• Be completely in denial. Hating it at first but then try not to listen again because you know after several times, it will be stuck in your head.
  

Oh, it's stuck in my head alright. Blame the shuffles of my Ipod this morning. Now I have to prevent myself from singing it out loud. Here are the lyrics if you're hooked and wanna sing it too. DAYUM.

I can has this song out of my head, prreeeeasssseee?






ps. Thanks for your sweet comments in my last post, you guys are the most awesome bunch and I can't ask for better friends. Reading your comments makes it easier for me to handle my stress. I've just blocked all my cards yesterday and in the process of making new ones. I'm feeling so much better.

A Much Needed Break

I have no idea being robbed would leave me very upset for days.

Let's see, I told you someone stole my purse on Friday and made me lose a bunch of important stuff like my blackberry and its mega important contents of people's numbers and such, ATM cards, student ID cards, camera charger, camera case, 500 dollars worth of make up items, a few accessories, a little bottle of perfume, and so on.

I've filed a police report today to start fixing all of these. I'm going to the bank and school tomorrow to get my ATM card and student ID back, probably go to my phone company right after so I can get the same number. Oh, yeah. I'm gathering a few gig pay checks to buy a new blackberry seeing that :

• I feel naked and lost without it, no fast internet and easy access to everything on my fingertips.
  
• The price of blackberry here is 5 to 6 times higher than it is in the United States. Your average 200 bucks blackberry over there will be most likely to cost 700 bucks over here.
  

Blowing money you initially gather to purchase a really good laptop or Louboutin shoes to buy a phone that you shouldn't have to buy but you have to because some douchebag low life thief stole from you = super annoying. FACT.

Not to mention the hassles : going here and there, waiting for your cards to be blocked and processed, answering thorough questions, etc. Everything will consume time, precious time that one could use to finish her third chapter of thesis, for example.

I'm in a melt down. I can't help it, I'm just feeling so upset. I can't focus, I wanna continue to write my thesis and snap back to continue my life like usual again but I can't. All I want is to crawl back under the blanket and cry this frustation away. Internet is usually a very fun place for me, but right now I can't even feel excited updating my twitter or playing facebook games. I just wanna go back to bed.

So with this, please give me a few days break. A week tops. I'm gonna still be around from time to time, you can leave me a message in twitter or facebook. I may even still read blogs. I just wont post. I don't wanna ruin anybody's time with sappy and angry posts.

I'll be back.

The Bad and The Good...

I have bad news and good news to tell you guys.

I suppose, I'll dish out the bad first so I wont have to end this post in a sad or angry note.

Last Friday was LITERALLY Friday the 13th for me. I've told you before I'd be performing and doing a fashion show. Both of them happened pretty good and our event was REALLY crowded, long queue outside until pretty late and it's hard to move inside the club. But something that made the ending of my night really bad happened : I GOT ROBBED. Maybe not actually got robbed, someone used the euphoria and the packed room to steal my purse. I lost it along with my wallet, my blackberry, my make up kit, my charger, and a couple of other things inside. I was devastated. Us girls always put our purses on the couch and it's usually okay but I really had a bad luck that night. Blowfish is usually really exclusive in terms of letting people in since it's one of the most upscale joint in the city, but I guess people can bring other people, you know? In these situations, especially with people are distracted and drunk, almost everyone can be a suspect. It just makes me sick how people can do such things.

Well, I hope the thief enjoyed my blackberry and the money, use it to feed his or her starving family. They can be well fed for a month or so. But seeing as he or she stole it from a club, I guess he or she would use it to support their drug habit or something. These people just don't realize karma would roll around, you steal people's belongings and the next week you might get hit by a truck. I better stop. I'm bitter.

But I do wish he or she would get hit by a truck.

Anyhoo, I'll spend the following days blocking my ATM cards, filing a police report to make new ID cards, calling my phone company to get my old cellphone number back if I can, saving up to buy a new blackberry because it's just been a day without it and I'm awfully cranky. I just want my life to be normal again A.S.A.P.

On the positive note, the purse wasn't any of my good ones. I decided against my favorite Chanel or Marc Jacobs purse since I needed a bigger bag that night to fit my jacket and chargers, best decision ever. Would cry for days if it was. I left my credit cards at home so it's good too. My camera was in that stolen purse but since I kept taking pictures of people and carried it everywhere, it's the only thing that belongs to me at the club that wasn't stolen. I went home only with a camera in my hand, the case 's gone of course.

Other positive notes:

• My performance went pretty well. A lot of my former seniors in school happened to have a table so imagine my surprise seeing a bunch of drunken lawyers. I thought I'd be so awkward but I didn't. I performed my new song pretty well, no back ups whatsoever. And when I got down the stage, a bunch of people gave me pats on the back and asked about the song. I ran to the dressing room to do my fashion show right after and managed to fit in my little outfits on time. I'm a multi-tasker after all, so if they want me to switch mode from rapper to model only in the matter of minutes, then that's what I'm gonna do.
  
  
  

• People went nuts over the fashion show. See, who said regular people can't be as fabulous as tall 6 feet glamazons? I told you in the last post that for this event, we're choosing models from socials, artists and out-and-about girls in the city from all shapes and sizes. You got girls from size 0 to 12 here, looking great in dresses from a lot of great name-brands sold in Le Privee boutique. Me and the girls had a fantastic time even though the runway's pretty hard and a lot of us almost tripped. It involved many stairs and turns and they're not so easy when you're in 6-inches heels and wearing tight dresses, but with shots beforehand? We're ready and we felt like a million bucks under the spotlights. Watching ANTM really helped!
  

Here are a few more pictures :

My dress for 1st sequence. Theme's casual wear.

My 2nd sequence dress for evening wear theme. I love the whole Barbie-vibe of it!

Check out the hot details in the back too. Shaskia's red dress is also very to-die-for!

Me and the girls in their gorgeous first sequence outfit. I haven't changed yet!

With the sexy Medina before the fashion show

Me, Ricky, Sagita, Ditto, and Angga parteeyin it up!

Me and Harumi waiting for our clothes

Wishing you guys a great weekend. Always be careful and keep your purse really near. If you see someone even slightly touches your belongings : punch first, ask questions later. WHAT.