Updates

So last week I went to Il Divo concert in Genting Resort. The concert was okay, I guess. The guys were wonderful, but I'm still disappointed with the sound quality of the amphitheater. I'm not an audiophile, mind you. All I want is to enjoy live music with decent sound that's not trying to rip my eardrums out. I'm still beating myself for choosing the concert in Genting. I should have gone to the one in Jakarta.

Anyhow, overall the concert was still amazing.



Lea Salonga was equally amazing. I can understand why my friend was crazy about her.

On a different story, my ticket to Ghibili Museum has arrived this morning. This ticket is probably one of the most hardest to get. At least for me. It can only be bought in Japan and you have to get it 1 month before. Most dates, especially weekend are sold out. So I bought mine through Bridge.Jpn. It's a miracle that I could get ticket for Satuday slot.

I'm so excited. 3 more weeks until Japan!

Birdy

I've heard Skinny Love a long time ago but I never got to check out all her other songs though. Until now. Don't know whether it's the lyrics or just her voice but almost all her song brought me to tears. Maybe it's just the estrogen messing around. Or maybe it's the dark clouds over my head.

#MH370

Have you heard of the missing Malaysia Airlines plane yesterday? I haven't had a good sleep since yesterday. And I've been checking and refreshing my web browser for the latest news every 15 minutes. Not that I knew anyone on the flight. It just felt that it could've been me on that plane, you know. I boarded MH370 to Beijing before. It was years ago but just the thought of it, chills me to the marrow. Before going on a trip, I have this habit of telling myself that it would be my last trip. I always prepared myself for the worst so I would say to myself "This is it" or "This could be it". It's one of my bad habit.  I also often joke that the best way to die is through a plane crash, so that you won't have to be afraid of "going" alone. That "fantasy" usually ended at the thought of being lost in the middle of the vast seas. I'm terrified of the sea.

Until now they still have no clue of what had happened to MH370. Most likely it would be a crash. But I hope it would be anything but a crash. I rather have a terrorist hijack than a crash. Even UFO kidnapping would sound much better.

I haven't try praying in years. My knees are sure rusted and I'm not sure if I still remember correctly how to do the sign of the cross, but I think I'm going to try to give one tonight. A prayer, I mean.