Quite funny.

I need a new handphone with a better camera to capture moments like this.

SALVADOR DALI.

My favourite part of the Dali's exhibition.

Destino - Disney/Salvador Dalì en Yahoo! Video

Cleverly twined with his art, Dali works with Walt Disney to come up with this short that is a series of the artworks he produced. Fusing Freud's psychoanalysis with other philosophies of sciences, the drawings (plus photos and gems) he produces are really really one of the kind.

I'm not an art critic. But as you walk through the Melbourne Gallery seeing paintings arranged from 1920's to the 1950's. It gets better and better.

:)

I feel oddly inspired these few days.

Things are clearer to me now than ever before.

I finally know how it's like to let go of things that are beyond my control. Simply because, it's not the worst thing that can ever happen to me. At the end of the day, I'm not all alone after all.

Like the exhibition, it's just the things I choose to see.

MY tears are like diamonds on the floor.

Rob Thomas, lead singer of Matchbox Twenty and a hugely successful solo artist in his own right, returns to Australia this summer for a limited series of concerts.

MELBOURNE ROD LAVER ARENA FRIDAY FEBRUARY 5
BRISBANE ENTERTAINMENT CENTRE THURSDAY FEBRUARY 11
HUNTER VALLEY HOPE ESTATE WINERY SATURDAY FEBRUARY 13
SYDNEY ACER ARENA WEDNESDAY FEBRUARY 17

Rob is also performing at A Day On The Green:
Leconfield Wines McLaren Vale, SA Sunday February 7
Centennial Vineyards Bowral, NSW Sunday February 14
Rochford Wines Yarra Valley, VIC Saturday February 20
Sandalford Wines Swan Valley, WA Sunday February 21*

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2010 OMG. GERAM.

And it feels like tonight.

Legal means to no avail, i either get attacked by a bouncer, or regret my whole life that I missed one of the bestest best rock acts Live in Malaysia.

And i learnt, it takes more than I thought to crash a rock gig.

Patience.

Searching for parking was horrendous. One U parking on a weekend during the malaysian megasale clashed with a frikkin rock concert is THE perfect nightmare.

Amazing wit.

I only expected chest-level barricades. There weren't only barricades. The stage and the arena had bigg sony ericson makeshift ad walls with Daughtry's picture on it and tents at almost every visible corner. Which blocks pretty much everything we wanna see, even the large screen.

So we looked up and saw the Balcony at chili's. And then decided dining at Chili's would be a good idea.

Unbreaking determination and perserverance.

Of course, that wasn't just it. We walked in and asked for a seat, they say the balcony only opens at 7. *sinks into depression* We rotted some more, and got a place at 7. Saw the whole place top view. The stage quite visible. We sat & ate through the opening acts. Then refilled our drinks from Liang's performance onwards occasionally heading to the balcony to sneek a peak. BUT ya. We permanently stood there and the pissy security people from the organizers dispatched got peeved.

A thick skin.

They chased the balcony people once. We went back to our seats. Pretending to sip our bottomless drinks. The MC's came on, we got excited. Went to the balcony edge again. The funny thing is I wasn't the only one doing this.

Saw local acts. Liang damn chun. DJ's damn chun. Daniel Lee quite chun also la.

And then JUST before Daughtry came on, they shoo-ed us again. *goes into bitchfit* Ok. Our skin can only be this thick. So we left, head down to search other alternatives.

Good bladder.

Ok. Not my fault. It's a human thing. And I refilled 3 times.

Good anger management.

Of course, I seldom go into a bitchfit publicly.

Creative ideas.

OK. It is almost impossible to see the stage from the One U. Droplets of rain didn't stop us. Kari brilliantly suggested the central park. And SO! We headed there, our feet hurting like hell. Got a spot. The stage, the baldie, the band, everything was visible. BUT watching the audience go wild, I really wished I wasn't feeding mozzies, standing on uneven ground, breathing smoke, being the one of the few people screaming and jumping among a group of stoning people.

Total Misfit.

Strong feet.

Walked from 3pm to 7pm. Later, stood for a record of 4 hours.

And a pair of shoes.

My shoes hancur. =.= RIP.


To top it all off, we totally had no idea when Daughtry was going to perform. And after it all, I still think it's all worth it because Daughtry put on a good show. It's amazing what desperation and fandom can do to you. We saw the ad and it said from 7 onwards. And we waited from then thinking a miracle would happen around 8. It finishes. Then we go see more bands in Pyramid.

It was totally anticlimax. That miracle never happened until around eleven.

And now, I feel pain creeping up in my every muscle every bone.

I might wanna reconsider doing all this all over again when the next rock act comes to Malaysia.

Next up, it's MTV.

What would Nick do?

Those words on AJ's shirt was probably the highlight for me.

I have never dreamed of seeing them perform live and I always believed if they did, it was impossible for me to go. It's always at KL. And the tickets are always $$$.... aiyoh. Yes, in my eyes, in my mind, they are THAT big. It's been eons since the last time I wrote a bsb fanfic, I don't even remember. It was 1997 when their second album came here.


THEY CAME!

Today, I study in Monash. I live in Sunway. They had a gig RIGHT HERE. I was at the right place at the right time. I saw BSB perform and it was like a dream come true. As much as I try hard not to, I always had this grin playing on my face when I spin their old CD's at home.

My legs are achy. And My throat hurts like hell now.

It was a free standing concert so of course I never stayed at the same place through out the concert. I was quite near the stage when I first entered, but then slowly we realized we're getting further and further back. We decided enough pushing is enough and that if we want to live through this riot, we need to migrate to the back to seek refuge (ie: Oxygen). Backstreet Boys totally pwned the stage!

The did like about 6 or 7 new tracks and dished out their greatest hits as well. And THERE THEY WERE. Dancing to those good'ol cheesy lovesongs which totally made me fall in love with them and that "Everybody" song which propelled them into stardom! I remembered titles and lyrics. I'm surprised I still do. My playlist is now being dominated by Chris Daughtry, Keane, and Asian stuff. It's really ironic to have 'Incomplete' back in it again.

No matter how old I am, I guess I'll never grow out of it.

AJ was cool. Howie was the dude next door. Kevin was tall dark and handsome. Brian has strong vocals and stage skills. He made me go >_< even watching their concert CD's on TV. Nick was a dishy blond blue-eyed boy which every teenage girl, including moi, had in mind as a fantasy boyfriend.

The concert was a blast. They haven't lost it yet. :) That familiar feeling still lingers.

Yes, I own about 5 bsb CD's. As a tween, I used to have heaps of posters of them lined up on my wall along with other bands.

Eventhough now my walls are bare, and BSB is not a quartet, I'd still look out for them. What can I say? They pwn!

It's 1. I'm exhausted from all the hype.

And I have class at 9 tomorrow.

I'm awake when the world is half asleep. Coz I got cheesy love songs ringing in my head. :D