Wednesday, April 3, 2013

How To Get The Script To Follow You

Let's start this post by saying that the first concert I ever went to was by The Script.
Let's continue the thought by saying I didn't plan on going to the concert. It was a last minute thing.

Our family was visiting our relatives in Singapore. We went to this Computer mall to buy random shiz. Since we were staying at this fancy hotel with a cool pool *cough* Marina Bay Sands *cough* and my cousin was a swimmer athlete, mom suggested that they come swim with us.

Then, my aunt said that our girl cousin had a concert to attend.
When I found out that The Script was going to Singapore to perform that night, I freaked out.

Yes, I really wanted to come. Who wouldn't?

So, anyway, it was awesome! My seat didn't have a good view, though, because the concert was almost sold-out.

What I did, the smart (AKA Common Sense-ful) cookie that I am, was to leave my seat entirely and just stand up for the entire duration. No regrets

Old View

New View

After that, we went back to our hotel. I was still crazy over The Script at that point, and I wished wished wished with all my heart that they stay at my hotel.

My cousins came with me to the elevators then we split up.

Approximately one hour after that, my mom checked her phone. It was a message from my cousin...

Telling me that they saw The Script while going outside. At my hotel. (!!!)
My dad wouldn't let me wait outside the bar because it was about 12:30am at that point. He was also scared that I'd be kidnapped, which was ridiculous because 1. It was a high-class hotel. 2. We were in Singapore.

But anyway, I resorted to tweeting The Script to come to my room so I could take a picture with them. Don't judge. I was in a fragile state and desperate!

I tweeted over 80 times in 3 hours, and this happened.

What the heck?!?!??!?!?

It isn't as good as taking a picture with them and meeting them but it's good enough. :)

So, dream high, whoever is reading this. Persevere. Anything can happen.


Tuesday, April 2, 2013

I went to Singapore this summer!

And it was cool! The architecture was amazing!
I'm too lazy to make a long post so here are the highlights of the trip.

  • The architecture. (One of my dreams is to become an architect so I pay really close attention to buildings, structures, etc, and the buildings here were... wow).

  • Universal Studios (I love amusement parks! I tested my roller-coaster-riding limits and rode the one in the picture. The blue one is the tallest roller coaster in the world. Sadly, I took the red one first and wasn't able to take the blue one because of lack of time. Darn it! Next time for sure!)

  • Marina Bay Sands (this hotel is fabulous! :P)
  • The Script Concert (this was probably the best part of the trip. I'm going to make another post for this because it has a loooong story-- too long for this post).

Danny my love
  • Meeting my cousins. (Awesome athletic people and when I say athletic, I mean it. I'm not talking about 'good at sports'. I'm talking about 'I'm representing my team in the national/international competition')
Anyway, as you might deduce (or not because its obvious), I love Singapore! yay!


In which I try to be like Lily Evans and fail miserably

'Oh look,’ Bea says, picking up a flower.
It’s the same flower Lily Evans held in the movie. Bea freaks out.
Bea throws the flower into the air like young Lily did in hopes that it will fly.
But alas, it was not meant to be. Bea is heartbroken.  Bea’s dad sees what she did, and not understanding what goes on in his daughter’s mind, brands Bea as a savage flower-murderer. He takes a picture as proof.

Summer 2013

There’s a certain feeling that comes with summer, and I don’t know if anyone else can understand, but it’s a giddy sensation that strikes you at the most random times- like when you’re scrolling through posts, reading a book, or when you have nothing to do.
And while it carries a happy and hopeful mood, it is one of the saddest things in the world. It’s the feeling of wanting to be young forever but knowing that you’ll grow up someday- knowing that summer will inevitably end. The feeling of wanting time to freeze and knowing that it never will.
The sound of a summer breeze. The smell of freshness. The brightness of the sun. The feeling of forever. Life goes on.
Happy summer everyone!