Wanna see my video? Nothing funny, I swear!

I thought I wasn't gonna post today, with national holiday and family gatherings and such.

But my sick awesome producer, Mo Charizma, just uploaded this in his facebook and youtube :

You got that right. MY PERFORMANCE VIDEO in Soulnation Festival I made so much fuss about last October. It's pretty dark but I'm sure you can still see me and the guys in action.

It feels good doing something you love the most, doesn't it?

*****UPDATED*****

Guys, I'm currently the ONLY Indonesian rapper featured in Hardcore Jamz .

If you click the link, you will see my picture right in the middle of New Hot Songs area. You can laugh since I look tame compared to the rest of the artists but please, please PRETTY PLEASE support me by requesting my song. How?

1. Click here http://www.hardcorejamz.com/contactus.html, fill your name and email address

2, On comments, write : "I wanna request Got The Feeling by Ndeesaster". You can also tell them my song deserves to be played more because it is FIERCE and I have a cute butt, etc.

That's all. Simple right? Pretty, pretty please?

TMI Thursday : The Birdie That Loves My Butt

Okay, I'm gonna let the title sink in for a while. Admit it, it sounds a little dir-tay.

But there's nothing dir-tay about the story I'm going to tell you.

In fact, it even hurts.

Still dir-tay?

Before I start, let me just say HAPPY THANKSGIVING to my American friends. The Americans here in Indonesia have a really long weekend because they have thanksgiving holiday this Thursday and on Friday, it's Idul Adha ( Eid Al-Adha ) holiday too. It's the second biggest important holiday for the muslims over here. Almost similar too, in terms of killing animals and eating them. In Idul Adha, we sacrifice goats and sheeps, give the meats to the poor and hungry while also enjoying yummy fat-laden dishes with family. And on thanksgiving, we got them turkeys plus delicious stuffings. National holidays + long weekend + yummy foods = happiness.

Speaking of turkey, the story I'm about to tell you is involving one of turkey's friends, swan.


Please don't say, "Oooh, how pretty!" to the picture above, especially when you haven't experienced how evil swans can be.

There's a lake near my neighborhood that has a lot of these creatures swimming and walking around for people to see. The place is always crowded on weekends with people jogging, fishing, and such with their friends and families. Years ago, I used to go there a lot on Sundays to accompany my dad jogging.

Yes, he doesn't jog outdoor anymore now due to laziness and preference to jog on a treadmill at home while watching his favorite TV shows. See where I got my couch potato habit now?

Anyhoo, whenever we jogged together, I usually got bored. Then I usually let him jog alone while I went off the track to buy water and my favorite snack before I sat down somewhere near the lake. That used to be one of my favorite things to do : observing people, flowers, trees, and swans around the lake. It's so Edward Cullen of me, I know.

One Sunday, while being bored and munching on cheesy snacks, I saw a swan getting out of the lake. It walked around showing off its long neck and tiny legs. I remembered laughing because come on, the face? it looked pretty stupid. My evil horns just popped out afterward because I found myself throwing cheesy snacks on said swan. It tried to avoid them for a few times but I really had good aims.

What? Don't call PETA yet. They're just cheese balls, people! It was a harmless prank, although the swan didn't think so...

...BECAUSE IT CHASED AFTER ME.

I swear, after I got it good a few times, it just sorted of walking REALLY fast to my direction. When I sensed how creepy it was, I tried to escape. But the thing could out run you, I swear. Swans could be really fast when it needed to be...or when they're mad because you gave them orange powder all over their perfect white feathers.

Oh, and when you think people would help you when you're chased by a swan, think again. A lot of people in the lake were just looking and snickering when they saw me running with an angry swan behind me. They're still laughing when I fell and the swan jumped on the back of my legs, although they started approaching when I SCREAMED as the swan started to peck me....

ON MY BUTT.

It didn't take long for some big security guys to come and put the swan away but STILL. I GOT BRUISES. ON MY BUTT. And NOT BECAUSE OF ANYTHING FUN.

Oh, yeah, that's Too Much Information for you right there.






Ps. For more TMI Thursday stories, check out Lilu's blog.

Thank You For Blogging Award 2009

I haven't posted blog awards for a long, long time. Don't get me wrong, I love them. I'm entertained reading their descriptions in people's blogs and feel absolutely honored when I'm awarded with one. My blogger friends are AMAZING. But I usually just say thank-you to them lately, instead of posting them in my blog.

Not this time.

The Lovely Kim from Perfectly Cursed Life gave me a special Thank You For Blogging Award ( TFYBA ). Why special? That's because according to her ( and I completely agree ) since thanksgiving is just around the corner, it's time to thank the people that influenced your life in the past year, including bloggers. After all, don't blog friends of yours tend to know you better than your in-real-life friends and families? Just like the name, the award is appropriate to be given out in the days surrounding thanksgiving.


Here are the rules:

1. Each recipient who receives a TYFBA must give away at least four (4) TYFBAs

2. Each recipient must describe, in at least three words why they are giving that person the award.

And here are the fabulous people I'm giving away the award to, in no particular order :

1. Where Did All The Pecans Go? - Singaporean's Finest, Nashe, just like me, is a college undergrad. And just like me, she curses like a sailor, is addicted to fashion, hip-hop music, and crazy debaucheries. Her blog always makes me laugh and she always asks how I'm doing and genuinely shows interests in my music. I adore this girl.

2. musings of the corybantic painted nails - Ejannz is my soul sister, we think alike. She's this super smart but crazy doctor, think Scrubs. Sometimes I wonder if she dances on hospital corridor. She shares my appreciation of sexy slow jam music and shirtless male models.

3. Livit, Luvit - Feeling bored? Read her. Want something to laugh and sometimes gross you out at the same time? Read her. She's responsible for everyone in the blogosphere being so open about stuff like menstrual blood and pooping on weird places. TMI Thursday, FTW!

4. Confession of a Twenty Something Years Old - Cheryl ALWAYS makes me laugh. It's just the way she writes that make people love her easily. Often thoughtful but a lot of them are also super bubbly and energetic. Guess I have to blame that on her coffee addiction.

5. ChinkyMel's Corner - Mel is one of the nicest girls I've ever encountered in the blogosphere. Her blog posts are always relate-able and interesting to read. I like it especially when she rants about weird people she met. Or awkward situations she's in. Priceless.

6. My Kafkaesque Life - I'm one of those people who's guilty of initially thought Nino is a woman the first time he commented at my blog. But actually it's just because he's nice and sensitive. He has all these female bloggers go for him for advices or supports. He's just that damn good of a listener. Oh, and he posts pictures of sexy girls on his blog too.

7. Classy and Fabulous - Sarah is a pretty girl with interesting insights I always look forward to read. She's the kind of blogger who can make you smile one time and cry on another. Her stories with her family, relationships, and friends are moving. She's also girly and like to shop too. I love her posts on dresses, shoes, accessories and make-ups. Classy and fabulous indeed.

8. PinkNic's Planet - Nicola has gained a lot of readers ever since her first few months of blogging. She's one of the craziest, most fun blogger I've ever read. Some of her stories will make your jaw drop. The girl got game, I say.

9. the BLOGETTE - I've read Carina in a while and her blog is a mixture of a whole lot of different things. You can read her stories about stuff she finds while shopping, her opinions on current news and her personal relationship stories. I like that about her. She's not afraid to bare details when a lot of bloggers might try to censor here and there.

10. i hate so much - Who in the blogosphere doesn't know Maxie? She's the Membership Admin of 20-Something-Bloggers and also one of the really good bloggers who can make me laugh so much until my stomach hurts. Her Would You Rather Wednesday might be one of the grossest segment in the blogosphere. I can never resist, though. Check her crazy videos also!

11. Everyday Adventures ( Of Me In The City ) - Jessica's blog is a daily must-read for me because it's filled on a whole lot of different goodness : her insights, dating stories, crazy night out stories, etc. And for a well known blogger, she's definitely not one of the snobby ones who don't comment or at least say hey back to you. Friendly and nice.

12. Figuring It All Out - Some may know her as Miss Rambles, but I also call her Chido. I admire her for being a strong and independent woman, she's been through quite a lot this year. It amazes me how after everything on her plate, she still has time to show her friends she cares, including me. Her messages on Blackberry messenger are always the sweetest.

13. I Am Krissy - I can easily connect with this lovely girl because we share a lot of similar interests. Some of them are shopping, make ups, fashion, Harry Potter and Twilight Saga.

14. a name in your recollection - Sco is one of the best commenters of the blog. He's funny, nice, sarcastic at times. We goofed off on Twitter a lot. You have to read his installment of Facebook Fail every Friday. Amazing!

15. Life Under Construction - She calls herself a big nerd, I call her a sexy nerd. Jaime's posts always make me happy. Especially her I Love...Fridays.

16. Meme Love - Melissa is a blogger-slash-artist. If you check out her blog, you'll see a lot of her work. Aside being talented with brushes and paints, she's also a good writer. Whether in telling you about her days, or sharing you stories that she wrote.

17. Better Than Coffee - You see the cool header on top of this page? Yes, this girl made it. Nikolett is a beautiful 20-something friend of mine who lives in Canada and has a busy yet exciting university life. She shares my love for coffee, girly movies, and travel.

18. Ramblings Of a Fab Brunette - I see Margarita as a big sister I've never had. She's fabulous! She loves fashion, has a lot of pretty dresses and shoes, and her pretty little daughter? Precious and will grow as stylish as her. She makes some of the most beautiful cupcakes I've ever seen in my life. She has this power when she posts about relationship and grown up life, to make me think "Oh maybe I'll experience it too" and smile, instead of running away scared.

19. Gracie Bella Butterfly - If you're into weddings, fashion, crafting and pretty things, Gracie's blog is a must read. She posts so many beautiful pictures of her, her fiancee, and her friends.

20. Little Tiara - She's a fellow Indonesian who lives in a city called Yogyakarta around 90 minutes flight away. Her city is famous for its super nice and polite people, unlike a lot of stuck up arrogant people found in mine. This reflects on Tiara. She's really nice. She blogs about her study, her friends, and cute relationship stories.

Last but not least, I'd like to give this award to KIM from Perfectly Cursed Life herself :

Kim, I want you to know that I always enjoy your posts, especially Random Thoughts and Open Letters Friday. You write a lot about things that sometimes I can't even write in my own blog because of my insecurities but reading it in yours, it feels nice. Because it means I'm not alone and not such a freak after all.

So there you go. Everyone, feel free to participate in it and start thanking people. It's always nice to show some love and let people know we care about them, right?

Late Sunday Lovelist #27...It's Actually Monday!

I didn't post a love list last week and for this week it's actually quiet late. For that I have to say spare me, yours truly is totally sick right now. Fever, runny nose, sore throat, and bad cough. I blame it on the change of weather, sick people around me, and non stop activities.

But here are some of the things I love from my previous week :

NEW MOON

Roll your eyes, Twi-haters. Some of you must have predicted I'm gonna say this. I came to the theater located at E.X Mall around 10.30 AM last Saturday and the queue was almost more than a floor long. My girl Drimi was almost suffocated and I was pissed at teen girls screaming every time Twilight soundtracks were played. I offered to pay a few geeky-looking guys in the middle queue to stand in line with them. Why people in the middle? Because people in the front looked tense and ready to kill. It still didn't make things easy because the line didn't really move and we waited for hours before our substitutes came in to queue. Even then, we got the tickets for THE FREAKIN NEXT DAY. Damn Twi-fans. It was worth it though, New Moon is so good! Much better than Twilight, packed with actions. I'm not gonna give too many spoilers even though if you read the book then you'd know everything. In short recap :

• Jacob made my blood boiling hot. I stifled a scream every time he took off his shirt. He should be banned from wearing a shirt. PERIOD. Ever since he cut his hair and had that tattoo, I was certainly, "Edward who?". To those who asked, I'm still in Team Edward but only in the books. Team Jacob ( Team Lautner? ), in the movie.
  
  


• Bella Swan still annoys me. Not Bella actually, Kristen Stewart. I still think Alexis Bledel would make a good Bella. K-Stew = Ew. Look alive, go to an acting class.
  
  


• I LOVE DAKOTA FANNING! One word : Pain! ( You'll understand if you've watched it )
  
  


• The werewolf packs. Two words : Raining Abs. RAWR.
  
  

My new blackberry

So after the whole a-bitch-stole-my-purse debacle last week, I've been trying to get my life back. Starting by filing police reports, blocking every card, and apply for new ones. It followed by purchasing a new blackberry because let's face it, the no blackberry thing was the one that got me the most. I like the options of talking to my close people all the time, getting notifications of every little thing, and be a twitter maniac easier. Which one I got? Gemini. The no-trackball thing is the best for someone as clumsy as me. Now I'm in the search of a good casing for it, preferably something shiny. Full bodied swarovski crystals? Yes or too much?

Projects, projects, and more projects

For an energizer bunny like me, it's nice to have projects and work to do. In D'Makaveli's event making stuff, we're gonna be throwing quite a lot of events for the next three months. I've been asked to think of concepts and been racking my brain for it, so far I have a few. One involved cougar-themed party when girls have to dress older and men dress younger but since it has very little chance to be approved, I scratched it off my book. More events mean more gigs for me, I'm so excited. There's a talk of bringing two well-known international DJ's too but I can't divulge any details now. Aside of music and parties, my dad asked me to assist him on his latest case ( he's a lawyer + law consultant ) and I feel flattered. It's nice to know he can take me seriously too and think I do have something in my brain, you know?

Spending quality time with my close friends and family

I had a great time with a bunch of amazing people last weekend.

• On Friday, I made my dad watch a full season of Entourage with me over godfather pizza ( the kind of pizza that makes any vegetarian cringes, go figure! ) from Pizza Marzano and caramel popcorn ( don't ask! ). He thinks Ari Gold is cool. I told him that's because Ari Gold resembles him and he appreciated that sentiment. He also thinks that Sloan has a hot body. I told him I don't appreciate that too-much-information at all.
  

• On Saturday, I had a fun dinner with Drimi and a few of her friends in Plaza Indonesia. We joked around for a bit because I had to go to this event at Capocaccia. Turned out I didn't really stay at the event at all because my friend Fanfan made me go to Bibliotheque to have drinks with her, her new date, Sagita, and a bunch of more people. One cocktail turned into who-can-drink-the-most-game. I was pretty peachy by the third glass, thanks to my light weight nature, but she was soooo drunk and had to go home early.

• On Sunday, I watched New Moon. Drimi told me I was noisy. Don't blame me, blame Jacob and his ridiculously toned everything. I went home to my mom dragging me out of my bed again. She wanted to shop. So we went to the mall, bought random stuff like clothes and make-ups, had a nice reflexology massage, dinner, then off to my favorite DVD store. I brought home like 12 DVD's. I'm addicted to movies and TV shows. Sue me.
  

Robin Thicke's Sex Therapy Music Video

I think I wrote before about how much I love the song? I just saw the video and LOVE IT EVEN MORE. Saleisha Stowers from America's Next Top Model is one of the models here, although not the main one. The video is as hot as the song, without being overly too much. The whole fancy vibe : suits, ladies in classy lingeries and dresses, big mansion, high heels, gourmet chocolates, non tacky sexy scenes...HELLO. I feel like scratching my desk. Watch yourself :



What did you do last weekend? Enjoy your Monday, guys!

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.

And The Shameless Award Goes To...

Despite my regular shyness that I've written here before, there are times when I choose to ignore the fact that I'm actually an awkward person and be very confident on doing something. And by confident, I mean a bit shameless and end up making a fool of myself.

Like when going out for a karaoke with a bunch of friends, I can snatch the microphone and do a solo to Spice Girls's Wanna Be while doing the choreographed dance perfectly. There are usually a lot of screaming and couch jumping involved. You know the drill.

Or when I tell my cousins or my guy friends I wanna play basketball with them. Do I know anything about playing it? HELL NO. Do I know anything about the rules? ROFL. All I know is running around the court while trying to 'dribble' and 'shoot some hoops' are fun. It has made a lot of people depressed before whenever I insist to play, so depressed that they have their own codes to plan it whenever they wanna play and not letting me know.

But what I've agreed to do this weekend tops the cake.

Some of you know that D'Makaveli, the party organizer I work in, will throw our regular monthly event next Friday in Blowfish and I will perform a song or two since I'm their live performing artist. We're also collaborating with one of the high end multi-brand boutiques over here, Le Privee, to throw a fashion show which will showcase the boutique's latest collections. If you've read my tweets then you'd know the models will be a mixture of some of Jakarta's socialites and girls who are known to be out-and-about from all shapes and sizes. Some are personal friends, who kindly said yes regardless the limited timeand all that.

At first we wanted 10 to 12 models and our search is pretty successful. However at the last minute only 3 days from the event, 3 girls canceled. We were panicking. So Angga, being the big boss of Makaveli, looked at me and said, "I know you will perform that night, but do you wanna walk too?"

HELLO.

Guys, I'll have you know that one of my childhood dreams was to become a famous supermodel. Go ahead, laugh, it's true. I've done a bunch of photo shoots and commercials but that's not what I meant here. I wanted to be a supermodel, as in walking down the runway. Something I would NEVER be able to professionally do since I'm a midget. 5 feet, 3 inches. It's one of the reasons I wear high heels so often. Nothing I can do about it. I mean, you can try to be as skinny as a supermodel but there's NOTHING you can do to be that tall especially if you're already past 18 years old age mark.

I can has Miranda Kerr's body? kthx.

There's also, of course, the whole walking and strutting and posing so gracefully. I may be able to pose but the walking thing? Shoulders pulled back, chin up, and act like there's a heavy book on top of your head? I might be lucky to walk normally without tripping every once in a while. Charming, I know.

Not to mention, I've done this once last year and my walking skill turned out to be only a bit better than a chimpanzee with pink tutu and umbrella doing the stanky leg.

Did those make me know any better? Not really.

I went to the fitting today, was smart enough to leave my ATM cards in the car, and completely blown away by the beauty that is 500 bucks and above clothes. All great brands from Nicole Miller to Robert Rodriguez to Herve Leger, etc. Me and other girls put on a lot of things and they looked so pretty, getting me more confident ( or shameless ) by the minute.

Although there were moments that even the smallest tops or dresses are still too big for me in, you know, chest area *insert loud cries here*.

But I will stay positive. I will attend the rehearsals and practice. On Friday night, I will run from the stage after my performance straight to the dressing room, battle complicated zippers and buttons, slip myself into those stunning outfits, strut down the runway like a star, and pray there wont be any case of nip slip. All under the influence of grey goose. Kidding. Maybe.

Now if you'll excuse me, I need to watch every episode of America's Next Top Model where Miss Jay's schooling the girls on how to walk. Let's hope I don't break any toes.*






* I just tried a lap around the room and my dad just burst out laughing. FML.

When We're Scary...

"The only thing scarier than a grizzly bear would be angry woman on PMS" - My cousin Bobby.

The first time he said that, I was shocked. I mean, with all the girl power spirit and all that, the sentence is pretty mean, right? Sweet ladies like you and me? Grizzly bear? No, of course not!

Right?

A lot of guys complain all the time whenever us women have period but they just don't know how it feels to bleed for a few days a month. Some of them even DARE to defend themselves by saying they have to deal with their morning problem everyday too. Hello, your morning problem isn't even a problem, boys. Dealing with it will usually be fun to you.

Awkward.

One of my friends said it best, "Men, if you don't understand how PMS feels like, imagine being in a very hot weather, hungry at the same time, AND your favorite sport team lost a match."

Fair enough, I say. Let's not forget how it also hurts, gives you abdominal cramps, and mostly makes you crave for something. BADLY. And if you don't get it, you feel like the world is crashing down.

So yeah, sometimes... well sometimes, it can turn you into a total B-word.

I have quite a few experience on being a B-word when I crave for something during said time of the month. Sometimes it's easy to deal with, like when I want a bar of chocolate. I buy it, eat it, curse myself for eating it a little too much, remind myself that time of the month makes it okay, and be normal and tame again like a baby koala.

Sometimes it's a bit harder to deal with. Like when I want specific things. Maybe specific brand of frozen yogurt with specific toppings ( Sour Sally's Bubblegum Fro-yo with chocolate mochi and almond ) , caramel popcorn bought at a specific movie theater ( Blitz Megaplex, if you live in Jakarta. Bring me! ) , or something non-food related, like an hour full body reflexology massage or a new pair of gorgeous platform pumps. The last one can be pretty expensive but come on, blame it on the blood. I buy it, eat / have it, curse myself for eating / shopping a little too much, remind myself that time of the month makes it okay, and be normal and tame again like a baby koala.

And sometimes during that time of the month, what you crave / want can't always be found.

This is where everyone around you should be running away as far as possible because there's NO WAY you can be a baby koala again this time. No freakin' way, not unless you get what you want. Prepare for hell to break loose.

For me, the example would be today. My third day of lady visit, pure hell. I've felt so grumpy ever since I woke up. I was overslept, pretty much missed an important class. One of my thesis advisor bailed on me and another one asked me to wait for a few hours. When I finally met the guy, he told me to add a lot of things in my thesis, double my work load. Then I had to meet some of my classmates to work on our paper and presentation due in a few days but WE DIDN'T EVEN HAVE A CASE YET TO BASED THE PAPER ON. *hyperventilating*

It was pretty late when I left the school library, obviously cranky. Then the period kicked in and suddenly I WANTED NOTHING ELSE but to watch the new episodes of The Vampire Diaries. My girl Drimi told me yesterday they're already out in DVD stores. Yes, it's late and it couldn't wait. I needed to watch it and thought it's the ONLY thing that would make my sucky day better. I mean, even in my normal state you know how much I'm obsessed with the show ( and Ian Somerhalder! ) . In my full blown PMS state? it's borderline creepy.

I drove to my one of my favorite shopping and hanging out areas in South Jakarta ( Kemang) and quickly stopped at the first DVD store I saw. They didn't have it and suddenly I felt like setting the whole place on fire. They have new Supernatural and Melrose Place episodes for me to buy and I did, but I just didn't feel happy AT ALL. So I drove again to the second store a few blocks away, battling the traffic jam...

They didn't have it as well. Sold out. I almost punched the guy for saying that. I cursed all The Vampire Diaries fans who got their DVD's from those DVD stores. I ranted on twitter. I was thinking about just watching it online but I so much prefer watching it on my big screen while laying on the rug. So I walked to the next DVD store at the end of the road, knowing fully well I'd turn into big green giant if they didn't have it there as well.

But THEY DID. I literally squealed, it's ridiculous. I stared at the DVD like it was a big diamond necklace from Harry Winston. However, when I walked back to the building where I parked my car, it rained. It rained pretty hard, I was all soaking wet and by the time I entered my car, I shivered. I didn't care, I was happy. Happy and tame again like a baby koala, couldn't wait to get home. Singing and whistling in the car...

Until I came home to a dark house. There was a black out for 3 stinking hours. FML.

Ladies, how are you like when you have PMS? Any crazy cravings? Have you gone out of way to get something you crave so much when it happens?

Men, how do you deal with all these? My advise to you : DO NOT talk. At all. You wont be much of a help, but ice cream will.

Because I'm Random...

There's one thing that bugs me lately...

Actually not lately, it's been a few months and I've said it once but I need to say it again :

I HATE NOT BEING ABLE TO RESPOND TO ALL OF YOUR COMMENTS.

( Okay, what's with the all caps? I sound like a silly obsessed high school girl, example : OMGOMG TayLor LauTneR XXXOXOXOXOX <33333>

• Switch to wordpress. Which is a hard work because I'm clueless. I have a wordpress account and I've tried learning how things operate but I can't seem to understand stuff and I'm quite impatient. I don't know how to install cute layouts in there too and I don't wanna switch if it means I have to start with blank white page. Fussy, I know. I need to pay someone for that and I will, once I have more time to figure out who and how.
  

• Install Disqus again. I did once, for like two days. But then I was afraid people would comment me less if they don't really understand how to comment on it, or think it's too much of a trouble to type their account infos. So with this I ask you, how do you feel about disqus comment box? Do you feel troubled commenting on blogs with Disqus installed? If you don't know how it is check out this blog from the lovely Shopgirl and let me know what you think about Disqus comments.

• Ask for your email address. Yeah, it's the last option but I'm willing to do it. I'll keep my blog comment box the way it is and ask for email address from all of you so I can log it into my berry and I can respond to your comment straight to your email. Just in case I do this, my email is andharisidharta@live.com. Feel free to write me or save it to your address book so you don't think I'm a stalker later. I play nice, unless you're Ian Somerhalder *insert growl, purr and excessive meow-ing here*.*

Do you have any more option for me to reply email? From all three options above, what do you think is best to choose? What's your email address? I so wanna reply to your nice comments, letting you know how much I appreciate them and how much they're one of the highlights of my day. Blogger drives me crazy!






* You don't believe he will make you meow-ing? Check out this video ( Ladies will love this! ) :

All I can say is : DAAAAAAAAAMN!

FRIDAY! FRIDAY!

The weekend is coming and it's very much anticipated by me. Not that I have cool plans ready or anything, but after a week of :

• Working on a few papers and studying for quizzes
  
• Writing my 2nd and 3rd chapters of thesis ( So far I've just finished 20 pages though, long way to go! )
• Preparing a two-hour presentation for my International Organization class ( On UN's Secretariat and its so freakin' many departments and offices *yawn* )
  
• Preparing my gig next week
• Brainstorming with D'Makaveli guys for our next event where we're throwing a release party for New Moon and a fashion show at the same time
• Contacting pretty model friends for said fashion show
• Not sleeping or eating properly, not watching favorite DVD's before bed, and barely having an hour or two to get my favorite frozen coffee treats after school....

...I need a break.

I know the 2nd thesis chapter I've been working since 3 days ago is almost done, I know I have to add more people and local business twitter pages for D'Makaveli's twitter account and invite more people for our event next week ( so far I just reached F, the amount of my facebook friends makes me shudder but at least I know half of them and it'll be beneficial for music promoting and such! ), but for now I don't wanna do anything.

I haven't had a good rest for days. Not even after my Soulnation gig, I was rushing back to finish all of my school assignments afterward. I look like a zombie. I haven't read a bunch of your blogs or done any proper commenting although so far I'm trying to, whenever I have a spare time. And let's get back to one of the points above, me not lazying around and watch DVDs on late evenings? Really? Seriously? Who is this person?

So in the appreciation of the start of the weekend, I WILL grab a pillow and blanket. I WILL lay on the rug and have a DVD marathon, preferably something super girly and not making any sense that will annoy oh-so-manly men ( or women ). Melrose Place? 90210 ? The Hills? America's Next Top Models? Or my current favorite, The Vampire Diaries?

Anything involved hot girls and hot guys living in a vain world and making out all the time will be perfect right now. Bonus point if I fall asleep on the rug with a can or two of sprite zero and half eaten bag of cheesy snacks, wearing really ugly teletubby-printed shorts.

Gotta love being a sloth once in a while, are you planning to be one this weekend?






ps. This is super random but I think I just found my weekend's party anthem of the moment :



pss. Yes, it's by Pitbull again. Sue me but that's ONE HOT DOG, if you know what I mean!

Don't be afraid to shine different. But when you do, don't be a douche!

I just read an amazing post by this cool blogger Stephanie from Sensibly Brunette.

Yeah, go on, check out her link and subscribe. I just did! The perks of being in 20-Something Bloggers membership team I guess, new awesome blogs to find everyday.

You're back yet?

So she wrote about one of her pet peeves : people who are so above it all.

I quoted this from her :

Well, you always get the one person who is so "above it all", that's like "Omg, what's with all this Twilight stuff." Huh? I mean, the same thing happened during the VMA's with the whole Kanye West thing. There is always one person who is playing captain obvious. I mean, the VMA's are on, so obviously that is what we are going to be Tweeting/Facebooking about. Duh?! Stop trying so hard to be the mature one. Makes you look stupid.People need to stop acting so above the "cliche", because it only makes you the cliche person who is annoyed by the cliche people. Get it? It defeats the purpose!

If something bothers you, or you don't like it, and you truly didn't care about it, you wouldn't go out of you way to point it out. Stop trying so hard to go against the grain. Being different is great, we are all naturally different, but TRYING to be different is beyond lame.

Seriously, I feel like applauding that girl because she speaks my mind, perfectly.

I HATE, let me repeat, TOTALLY HATE self-righteous "I'm-above-everyone-and-everything" people. Yet I meet them EVERY SINGLE DAY. Whether in real life, or in the internet.

Take fashion for example. I may be girly for liking fashion and if I see a trend I like, I will try it. Like right know, 5-inches platform pumps and peaked shouldered jackets are so in, right? I happen to not look ridiculous wearing them so I do. But somehow there are always people, usually girls, look at me and roll their eyes. They see pretty and stylish girls and they mutter stuff about them being fashion victims and not have their own styles or personalities.* How do you know your personal style and what suits you if you don't try a bunch of things? And seeing these commenters thinking they're so deep telling me that while wearing ugly shirt, jeans and dirty flip-flops. Please.

Don't judge "books" by the covers!

Another case would be my taste of music. They might not say anything much if I tell them I love Jean Grae, Talib Kweli, or The Roots. And I do, seeing I'm a rapper and I love quality hip-hop music to inspire myself. But when I tell them I also listen to other stereotypical commercial guilty pleasure songs either by Pitbull or Lady Gaga, they sneer. Label me not having a good taste of music or stupid. Oh they're so great because they're just listening to indie bands struggling it out on the back of the van. Oh they're so mature for listening to stuff where you have to open dictionaries first to understand. Poor us, shallow people. This also applies in movie taste. They think the fact that I like watching Mean Girls means I wont understand any small budgeted foreign movies they brag so much about for being "real".

Yes people, you will find these human specimens everyday. Maybe you stumble on a conversation or a blog of a person who brags about being different from the rest. Who posts about the meaning of his or her existence everyday, with complicated philosophical thoughts and all the works. Writing about people are NOT gonna be worthy unless they go starve with poor kids in Africa, help build wells or sleep on a cave somewhere in Goa, having meaningful discussions about religions and beliefs with fellow soul searching travelers.

For them, if what you like to do is shopping, you're shallow. If you watch reality TV, you're stupid. Oh, you listen to Britney Spears? You're so not deep. You like partying? How immature. You work 9-to-5 in big corporations? Man, your life doesn't have meanings.

Annoying, isn't it? I said it once and I'll say it again : Going against what's common or popular and trash others who happen to like them doesn't make you cool, smart, mature, or deep. It makes you a total douche.

I prefer genuinely good-hearted people rather than "smart" people ANY DAY.






* Calling good looking people boring / stupid / shallow is something ugly people with bad self esteem would do.

20SB Blog Carnival - Things I Can't Live Without

This post is a part of 20SB’s Blog Carnival: Can’t Live Without, and Alice.com is awarding prizes to lucky bloggers and readers!

"What's essential to your life?"

I read that first line when I opened 20-Something Bloggers official blog this morning to read about details of blog carnival and instantly thought of really good push-up bra, but then I read the next line :

"What can’t you live without, even when money is tight? What’s most important to you?"

Then I went, "DUDE!" because, well, I felt really shallow. Not to mention before that, I asked Derek whether I could include LBD ( Little Black Dress, okay boys? ) in the list. He's being nice and said yes though, I'm sure he wanted to laugh at me right then and there.

Just when I was about to post about oxygen, food, shelter, clothes, education, health, and happiness as the most essential things in life, I read the instruction again. It said I could be creative and there's no restriction to what I can put in the list. LIST? Did someone say list? HELLOO, Lolita likes listy posts, mmkay? And since I can put all sorts of things in it then here are the things I can't live without, in no particular order :

1. My music
It's a no-brainer. My life revolves around music, it's what I do as an artist or as a music fan in general. I listen to music almost all the time, every day. I'm one of those people who have soundtracks in every activity. I listen to good beats in songs I like and try to incorporate it in mine, I even find myself make lyrics based on them. Freestyle on them. Then of course my beat makers will be frustated a bit afterward when I give them every single detail on what kind of beats I want for my next songs. Music is my ultimate passion, can't live without it.

2. A really good push up bra
I stand by my first thought, thank you. It's a very essential item for every woman ( this is the time when you boys should say "AMEN" ). Wrong bra isn't only uncomfortable and unable to support your babies right, it will also make them look bad. Saggy instead of perky, no matter how pretty or expensive the clothes you put over them.

This is what I call extreme push up!

3. My Family
My family is my rock, they're always there for me. Sure, my parents are typical conservatively strict Asian parents that :

• will totally flinch if they see my Halloween party pictures or any pictures where I wear mini dresses ( a lot! )
• make me promise a bunch of times to finish law school and not make music my only career
• will bathe me in holy water and lock me up for 50 years if they know I let any guy do more to me than just holding hands

But they've given me a lot and they never abandon me, even when I mess up. They've raised me well. You'll never find me being mean and treat people bad ( unless they mess with me first ) because they enforce manners to me and my siblings since early age. Speaking of my siblings, I don't have to tell you how much I love my brothers, do I?

4. Blogging & Twitter
Most of you will answer these too, admit it. There are a lot of times when thoughts cross my mind and I type it in my phone's memo so I wont forget to blog it later. Blogging makes me happy and I like reading people's blogs as well. As for twitter, I can't help not updating things that happen to me everyday. It's fun and so addictive, no matter how random it is. Just in case you haven't followed me, follow me at http://twitter.com/iamNdeesaster. I guess this also means I can't live without high speed internet.

5. Blackberry
Also, to support blog reading, internet browsing and tweeting. But not only those, blackberry messenger got me hooked. I like texting people anytime anywhere, or send them voice notes and pictures. FOR FREE. It helps curing boredom in classes or any other places where I have to wait for something a lot.

6. Black High-Heeled Shoes
It can be pumps, booties, boots, stilettos, sling backs, platforms or whatever. Black high heeled shoes are very essential. I always have at least a pair in the car, just in case I have to go somewhere nice. It's practical for almost every event actually, whether it's for a dinner or a night out in the club. They make your legs long and hot, even though you only wear jeans.7. Coffee
Not surprising at all if you know me. I know caffeine is bad and everything but save the lecture. I always drink a mug of ginseng coffee in the morning because it gives me superb energy and when I'm restless around the afternoon, the first thing in my mind will be getting a delicious frozen coffee to feel better again. Not ice cream, not chocolate, but frozen coffee. Preferably with caramel syrup.

8. DVD'S
Also not surprising at all. I take a trip to the DVD store at least twice a week and always carry home around 10 or so DVDs. I usually watch it whenever I'm not working on assignment or studying or working on something at home. During study break, for example. You bet the study break is longer than the studying itself. I love movies and TV shows!

9. My car
I'm not used to take any public transportations here beside cabs so if I attempt anything like that, I'll most likely be lost. I drive everywhere here and since I have a lot of things to do, my car is really important to me. You can say it's like a second bedroom. I have books for school there, stacks of clothes, a few pair of shoes, bunch of snacks, a huge make up kit, even a pillow and a blanket.

10. Eyeliner
Every woman has a make up item that she's attached to the most. It can be lip gloss, mascara, etc. For me it's my eyeliner. I always look sleepy and with a touch of an eyeliner, I look alive again. It can also transform my whole look from an innocent girl into, you know, not - so - innocent woman. Ahem. I have what you call cat-like eyes.


Your turn now, what can't you live without? If you wanna participate in this blog carnival by posting your list, don't forget to submit it here. You might win awesome prizes. Hurry, deadline is November 4th 2009.

Sunday Lovelist #26 : SOULNATION FESTIVAL 2009

I doubt I've ever felt this happy and exhausted this year. I don't know where to begin! All I know is that this edition of Sunday Lovelist will revolve around one of the biggest music events in the city, which I participated in. Woot!

Let's start the list, shall we?

1. Crazy practices
Unlike a lot of people who have practiced a couple of times a week from a month or two ago, me and my team only practiced twice : one was Saturday last week at DJ Rizla's house and another one was last Thursday in FX music, it's this bad-ass studio in FX mall. They were super fun. Here are some pictures ( and videos! ) :

The studio supports my narcissistic self!

Lloyd Popp, Cash, and Herdi Oflo : pure talent

Check out our playlist!

Practicing "No Immitation of Me" with Herdi Oflo and Cash

Messing around with DJ Rizla's CDJ. They call me DJ Epic Fail, watch the hilarious ending of our version of MJ's Rock With You!

2. My show in Soulnation
So many things happening before and during the show, some made me happy but there were times I almost broke down as well. The pressure's really high, basically because we didn't perform at the outdoor stages ( which apparently are either for artists with big albums and not for up-and-coming ones like me or for artists with pop-like music) and I was pretty sure no one would come watch my show. Why would they? I was scheduled to perform AT THE SAME TIME with DMC and Musiq Soulchild. Luckily it went well. At the beginning of my show, a lot of people came filling the room and although some of them left when Musiq Soulchild's set was starting in the last 10 minutes, I still feel thankful. Here are some of the detailed highlights of my set :

• Did a crazy collaborations with my team. They're such a talented bunch with so much energy and love for music : Lloyd Popp really set fire to the talkbox, DJ Rizla's scratches were great, Hariman Halim blew the crowds away when he sang in super high pitched voice, Herdi Oflo & Cash got lots of applause, and Ojink made people's jaw dropped when he dropped two microphones to the ground ( the sound man was mad though haha ). Seeing them giving everything they got just to make the set worth remembering made me wanna squeal and smother them with thank-you hugs.

• Remembering most of my lyrics, freestyling parts I didn't and no one noticed!

• NOT running out of breath and having my voice weakened as the songs progressed when my play list consisted of 17 songs, for heaven's sake!

• Having my mom there. Some of you may know she's too busy traveling through the cities of the world sometimes but she's there and she looked proud. I almost bawled.

• Having my friends there : school friends, music friends, blog friends ( Hello, Nitia and Nando! Why didn't you poke me and say hey? ), even acquintances like Blowfish crowds.

• Not feeling like throwing up, peeing, or pooping knowing all eyes are totally on ME.

• Having people I don't know actually WATCHED me, and appeared to LIKE IT. They shouted when I told them to, sang through my hooks when I taught them to. I only did one cover song out of 17, no album yet and everything. But they nodded their head, claps, put their hands up even when they're not too familiar with my songs!

• Being approached by little girls, their voice were shaky as they asked me whether they could take pictures with me. Aww!
  

• My producer / beat maker approached me and said a this short sentence, "I'm so proud of you!". If you don't know him, imagine an uber cool silent guy looking like T.I, perfectionist and hard to please. Those words meant A LOT.

More pictures and videos from better cameras and camcorders will be uploaded soon.

3. DMC's unbelievably legendary set
When I first started to love hip-hop, one of the few first songs I listened to were from Run-DMC. Knowing DMC coming to Soulnation made me scream both in happiness and anger, because his set was in the same time as mine. I did catch his first two songs though before running to my stage to do my show. They did a tribute and moment-of-silence for the late Run-DMC DJ, Jam-master Jay, before DMC started tearing up the microphone.

Speaking of DMC, did you know I watched The Tingtings practically side by side with the guy? He's REALLY nice and when Angga told him I rap, he looked at my Artist ID and was like, "Oh wow that's so great!" He sounded sincere too. I love him!

I'm down with the king!

4. Artist Lounge's debaucheries
I had dinner with the guys in artist's lounge and at first got star struck because a few members of Atlantic Starr were there just two tables far, eating. I ignored my mind telling me to approach them and asked for pictures, though. There were a bunch of popular artists and bodyguards around us and I know we had to look like professional artists too instead of groupies, all cool and calm. It didn't work. What can I say? D'Makaveli peeps were a loud bunch! Then Ojink started to play with this big balloon shaped like...sausage. We ended up laughing so much, even said members of Atlantic Starr looked over to us and started giggling.

The balloon is the IT item of the night. Literally.

5. The Tingtings, Jessica Mauboy, Atlantic Starr, and Musiq Soulchild's sets
When I wasn't so busy lugging heavy stuff to my stage and standing around looking nervous, I tried to watch the big shows to relax my mind, took advantage of the event and just have fun. Some recaps?



I'm not really a fan of The Tingtings but I could see from their set why people are so crazy about them. They DO perform really good. Katie White danced, jumped, played some unusual instruments beside rocking her guitar and she interacted well with the audience. When she pulled off a paper to introduce The Tingtings in Indonesian, everyone went awww. Oldest trick in the book, never fails!


I gotta give it up for Australia producing really great artists because Jessica Mauboy stunned me. Her voice is so powerful and she's really sweet, unlike people she performed with. She collaborated with Iz ( Izrael, of Iz and The Nufirm ), and although the guy has incredible voice and stage stunts, he's really a cocky jackass. A shy girl was slowly approaching him to ask for a picture, you know what he did? Gave her the hand and told his crew to "get her out of his face". If I wasn't so busy brisk walking to watch DMC's set, I would throw my boots at him.


Atlantic Starr made everyone reminisce the good old times. They brought a lot of their old school tracks, some I noticed in family karaokes but there were a bunch I don't know too. However, songs from different generation always have magic in them. You know who likes Atlantic Starr the most, singing and swaying like she's back in her teenage years? My mom. Wow.


And as for Musiq Soulchild, should I even say anything? The guy creates masterpiece! I was super tired after my show but I dragged my big suitcase to his stage, stood and danced around on the side of the stage, singing to his tracks such as Newness and Girl Next Door. His band members were crazy too, all women who killed their instruments. I like the drummer the most!


Now if you'll excuse me, I'll go back to a really long sleep happily with a dreamy smile in my face.

What's in your love list? Have a good weekend!