BIG BANG: The Best Concert Night of My Life (So Far...)

Okay, I don't want to sound overly enthralled by this whole thing but it was just amazing. Experiencing a major concert of the idols of your fandom life is one of the best moments you can experience. That's just how it felt - GRAND.

A month before the concert, I found out over the internet that my idols of almost 6 years, BIG BANG, will be having a concert tour in my country, the Philippines. I was filled with joy inside. I wasn't a hundred percent sure that will definitely be able to go, though. But after a week of mild discernment, I immediately bought a VIP ticket, the most expensive ticket I have ever purchased yet.

I became more and more nervous, anxious and at the same time excited as the date approached. I wanted everything to be perfect because it was a rare and golden opportunity. Then the fateful day came.

I went to SM Mall of Asia Arena and fans from all over the country were there, mostly fangirls rummaging and screaming, most of the time for no reason at all. There was even a fan who came all the way from India. Talk about obsession.

As everyone fell in line, it felt unnecessarily hot and of course, really stuffy. One of the main reasons why I bought a VIP ticket was to avoid these kinds of situations because frankly, I become very uncomfortable with it. Surprise, I felt mobbed. So yeah, that wasn't really something I was happy about. For consolation, at the main entrance, everyone finally got sorted out.

Just being near the stage, and seeing the huge concert building from the center was just breathtaking. Before the concert started, some of the members teased the audience with their subtle appearances from behind the stage. Of course, screams and shouts were trending. I almost felt my eardrums burst the entire time. Then it started.

The show lasted for almost 3 hours including the unnecessary talks and encores. I was starstruck mainly by T.O.P even if I am team Teayang. He had an enigmatic yet captivating aura seeing him in person. Daesung was jolly as usual, Seungri being childish, Taeyang (who eventually ripped his shirt off) being awesome and hot, and well, the snobbish GD.

All I can say is it was an amazing show and the overpriced ticket was worth it. This was the first time I bought a VIP ticket for an international concert. That's how much I love these guys. I'm not a religious follower of K-Pop anymore but they were one of the first artists I loved when I was just starting being a K-Popper.

Someday, these guys won't just be like, meters aways from me performing, but chatting with me over coffee or something (even if I don't drink coffee) or perhaps pigging out over Bulgogi and Kimchi? Haha.

I will forever be a VIP.

Confessions of a Non-Alcoholic

In a very alcoholic generation like ours, almost everyone drinks booze. In fact, more than half of my friends and acquaintances are moderate to frequent drinkers. However, as a young adult, I still don't fully understand the goodness in getting tipsy, being hammered, nor going wasted.

I understand that it has been a tradition for us Filipinos to drink in so many different situations and occasions. It's just not gonna be the same without alcohol. It's almost like a way of life for so many. But there are just times that I wonder why so many people drink like it's a baby gone a bender with his milk. It's crazy.

To be honest, I already got drunk more than twice before. On my defense, those were situations where one would rather choose to be drunk even if they don't want to than to be sober and be an alien. Be that as it may, in any bottle or glass of liquor that successfully made my head spin, not once was I happy about it. I was never glad I got drunk. Aside from the absolute fact that it makes me feel terrible, I get unnecessarily paranoid from its effect to the human body, particularly the liver. Though once in a while alcohol intake is good, I convince myself that I don't need it.

Recently, I finally found out why firewater and I aren't the best of friends. I'm allergic to alcohol. I got a chance to talk to a professional and told him how dramatic my body becomes and how these weird things just come crashing in every time I try to drink. I then underwent through so many intense medical examinations and that was his diagnosis.

Up until not long ago, I always told people who wanted to make me drink that I can't because I'm allergic. At the time, it was supposed to be just a false alibi for not wanting to drink. It came true anyway. Law of attraction, maybe? At least, I have a truthful excuse now.

Most of my friends know I don't/can't drink yet still invite me to sessions. Well those sessions also involve conversations and insanity which I am good at. When everybody's already groggy and disoriented, I automatically become a one-man support team, designated driver, or sober partner.

I likewise admit that I'm the so called "Kung-Fu" which is slang and the shortened form of the Tagalog phrase "kung pumulutan" (when eating finger foods). That's mainly my role, and nobody will dare complain because I still give contribution even if I don't drink. Bleh.

Some say, all the more that I need to drink the bottle and fight the allergy so that I may get rid of it, and that it's just a matter of getting used to. I say, I don't need to ditch this antipathy because I don't need to drink alcohol in the first place. I also made a promise that I will never let myself get drunk for as long as there's still sanity in my gut. I guess my being a hungry pig in the group is enough conviviality. Thank you.

PS. I love drunkards. It's not you, it's me. I still drink wine. xx

Mixed Emotions

I am upset with a few things, sad with other things, frustrated about one thing, and I feel really empty for some reason I still have to figure out.

I don't know. I know that it's almost unreasonable for me to spill all this here but I just feel the need to spit it out. I won't be blabbering about so many things, though. I want and need to say how I feel right now, and hopefully it'll make me feel better even just for the slightest possible circumstance.

However, I also am aware that all these emotions are being balanced by the intense excitement I'm also feeling right now (probably the reason why I'm still happy). I just hope it goes as planned, without too much downfall.

I'm a happy person. That will never change, I guess. There are just times that my happiness gets clouded by negative emotions, thus my responsibility to wipe it clean from time to time. The cloth I use are my sources of happiness like noodles and movies.

This post is so vague. But, whatever.

Justin Bieber: 18 and Pregnant

This is good news to all Beliebers out there. JB is finally having a baby, and at the perfect age of 18, too. What's more thoughtful of him is that he announced it while doing a concert in Arizona. Check out this awesome announcement.

But seriously, he is taking things too fast-paced. And, I wonder who the father is. Anyone knows?

11:11

I think it was about a couple of months back when this phenomenon got quite dinning to my ears and I wasn't sure if prior that time, I was already aware I was experiencing it or if I really was experiencing it. But as far as I can remember, I wasn't. :DD

According to what I have heard, if you check the time and coincidentally happen it's 11:11 (I guess it doesn't matter if it's AM or PM), you are entitled to make a wish. But of course this is all a belief, with respect to chance and coincidence. There is no absolute truth about it.

According to Kindred Spirits, numerologists believe that events linked to the time 11:11 appear more often than can be explained by chance or coincidence. That probably explains the alarming unexplained multiple times I have been coincidentally seeing 11:11 on my watch, my phone, and other devices (I have more than 10 printscreens of 11:11 in just a month [Is Lady Luck my guardian angel?]) -- that it can't be easily explained. See the confusing paradox that seemingly lurks?

However, from all the time I have seen 11:11 on the clock, I haven't really made a wish from them. According to George Barnard (2004), some authors claim that seeing 11:11 on a clock is an auspicious sign. Well, if that's fortunately true, I would like to gather all the power of my 11:11 encounters into one wish and make it happen, please.

Unfortunately, I am a person who doesn't really believe in making wishes nor the idea some things do happen just because they were wished, primarily because of the fact that I have more faith in Science than things I have no clue about. But then again, I guess it's inevitable sometimes, even for myself, to have those wishful thinking, hoping that something you want to happen, to actually do.

The Little Rascals

Earlier this afternoon, I got a copy of my ultimate favorite movie when I was a kid, The Little Rascals. This kid-mischief-oriented film was released way back in 1994 about a group of young boys who are "woman-haters" trying to prevent one of their members from getting together with a girl whom he is so much in love with; and well, to win the race towards the end (just read the summary in the link in the title, will ya).

I watched the whole film again and no words can explain how happy I was while watching it. All the good kid feeling I felt more or less 15 years ago came back and the nostalgia was just intense. I was literally smiling and laughing the entire time, likewise having realized I really didn't understand so many details about the movie because I was just 5 or 6 years old at the time. I just watched it and had fun.

When my dad saw me watching the movie earlier, he got amused and asked all sorts of questions like if I still remembered the sequences and having to watch it over and over and over and over again until the VHS tape itself got exhausted. He told me every time we went to the VHS store, I'd always choose this movie and never get tired of it.