Finally coherent enough after Miyavi's AZN Pride. I don't like this. I don't like how it kept me a sitting duck 10 minutes after the last song's ended. The thing about listening to songs in foreign languages is that one doesn't have to be distracted by the lyrics; Japanese, Italian, and French, covering the basics haven't robbed me of this fun; so ( Read more... )

My favourite great men and women who'd made deep imprints in our history are those who translate the sensations, sentiments, and impulses within their selves and around their identities the best ( Read more... )

I have some things to say to Jakartan classical audience in general. Have some concert etiquettes, please. Table manners is one thing, watching a classical concert is another ( Read more... )

Tackey & Tsubasa's Real DX is like, the song I can't get tired of. Tackey & Tsubasa! Since when did I start listening to Johnny's entertainers? (artists... hmm, dancer and actor)

And I'm more of a Tsubasa person apparently (cat person, dog person, Takki person, Tsubasa person...).

I've just arrived home after watching a performance by the Nusantara Symphony Orchestra at Balai Sarbini with Hikotaro Yuzuki (who made a remark on how everybody here seems to speak Japanese when I asked for his autograph) as a guest conductor. They performed Beethoven's Symphony no.5 and highlights from Carmen by Bizet. The singers were Aning ( Read more... )

A lot of things are going on in my head these days. (They're not as much as I'm making them to be, but it concerns the future and now they just come, one on top of another ( Read more... )

SILENT TREATMENTA man and his wife were having some problems at home and were giving each other the silent treatment ( Read more... )

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Waah, looking at the ICYS photos other people had posted... It was a great experience. Seeing the photos of Isan and Johan's presentations reminds me how nervous we were that the devices wouldn't have worked the way it should, hahah!

I miss everybody! (That means you too, Central Boy =P)

Oh, someone emailed me yesterday... \^_^/

Last night in my dream I walked through a white hallway with a door at the end and I saw Rodrigo walking to the opposite direction. And when he passed, I brushed my fingers through his hair, the way I do my little second cousins. We didn't take a moment pause to regard each other, we didn't say anything, the only sign of acknowledgment between us ( Read more... )