Before 2012 Ends

As always, I’m late. I wanted to write a post about the ups and downs of 2011, but was too busy having fun. That’s a good way to jump into a new year, don’t you think so?

Right. 2011 in a nutshell.

1. Twitter Friends

The primary reason I got myself a Twitter account was to get away from people I know personally. It’s sounds awful, but trust me. When you live, study and do almost everything with the same people everyday for almost 6 years, you need a break. 

Boy, did I get a break! In the past 12 months I’ve got to know so many interesting people with amazing lives. I’ve been stuck in a rut for so long and these people got me out of it. Let’s be perfectly honest: would you expect a med school student to know about stone sex toys, krav maga, erotica writers with little sexual experience or pretty much anything that happens off-campus? Twitter has been my free pass to all of that, and I’ve never been more grateful.

2. Maroon 5 Concert

I waited NINE friggin’ months for this one. You see, the concert was supposed to be in March 2011, but Adam Levine decided to be an attention-seeking twat and had to be on NBC’s The Voice instead. Thankfully, he’s hot and the band’s performance more than made up for the torturous wait. Plus my friends and I had pretty decent seats.

It was a pretty big deal for me, since it was the first concert I’d been to in Moscow and the second concert I’ve ever been to in my life. Yeah, real ‘Dear Diary’ moment right there.

Holy crap. That’s all worth remembering about 2011? Excuse me while I go make 2012 the bee’s knees.

What I Do When I Don’t Get On MTV

When I was 15 and MTV still had shows worth watching, it was a dream of mine to a) marry a member of Blink-182, and b) be on MTV as a guest on Top 10 Favourite Videos. Between the two, I was always under the impression that the latter was more attainable. Never mind that I’ve wanted to be a doctor since the age of 6 and the only chance I’d probably ever get to be on MTV would be to make some lame-ass PSA about condoms and dental dams.

Regardless of this fact, I made my list and many revisions since its birth. Although I’ve got it in my head now that even the odds of me trying to make contraceptives sound like a barrel of fun on TV is slim to none, the list is alive and well. Call it a reminder of my youth, full of hopes and dreams of making out in Tom DeLonge’s tour bus.

During my daily hour (or two) of procrastination, I found myself on You Tube watching old music videos and was reminded of my list. Naturally, I had to share it here, because I believe that like the Gospel, good music videos should be shared. And I’ve convinced myself that you people are interested in my taste in stuff.

10. All The Small Things- Blink-182

There’s no way I’d make a list without including my all-time favourite band. This video parodies mainstream pop videos that were dominating pretty much every single channel on TV. Tom dressed as a Britney Spears always always ALWAYS does it for me.

9. Cherry Lips – Garbage

I love Garbage’s music. I think Shirley Manson is hot, especially in this video. Bonus: she takes her dress off.

8. New Friend Request – Gym Class Heroes

This video is cute because it’s all about MySpace, which is almost extinct, sort of like Friendster ( do people still have accounts there?).

7. Island In The Sun – Weezer

Anyone who has known me for more than a day will know that I love animals. I will pretty much touch anything that isn’t poisonous. So when Weezer (which has the adorkable Rivers Cuomo) made a video of themselves playing with all sorts of cute baby animals, I couldn’t help but fall in love.

6. Inside Of You – Hoobastank

This video is awesome because a bunch of hot chicks are very excitedly watching Hoobastank perform at one of those dodgy looking peep-show places. And Doug Robb looks very do-able here.

5. It’s Not Your Fault – New Found Glory

What I like about this video is the way it doesn’t show the process of two people hooking up, like many other videos. In fact, the ease between the two characters may lead one to believe that they’re a happy couple.

4. Pain – Jimmy Eat World

The guy in this video does all sorts of things just to feel something in the absence of the girl. There’s a certain madness about it all that appeals to me.

3. Warning – Green Day

When you’re 15 and trying to be rebellious and there’s a music video of a dude doing everything he’s not supposed to, a small part of you turns him into a hero. At least, that’s what happened with me.
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Warning – Green Day

2. Walkie Talkie Man – Steriogram

I love this video so much that I watched it and was so fascinated by it that I completely didn’t notice the name of the band or the song. I actually had to Google the term ‘yarn in music video’ just to find it. It’s cute and creative, a combo that works for me almost all the time.

1. Special Needs – Placebo

This video is a haunting sort of hot. I can watch it a million times and it doesn’t get any less arousing. It may seem like a creepy idea, and people may never want to sleep with me after watching this video, but it’s my all-time favourite and it will take a lot for me to change my mind about this.

There you have it, my half-fulfilled dream of telling people what I like watching. And to think, I didn’t even have to dress up to present this list.

Chakhobili, Kimbap and Chicken Tikka

Normally I try not to write during exam season, but I seem to be breaking all my usual superstitions. For instance, I have yet to wear my lucky Oktoberfest hoodie, my nails are painted pink and I just trimmed my hair. Horrors! I MUST be trying to flunk this semester.

Truth be told, I’m supposed to start preparing for my next paper, called General Health and Healthcare (as translated by Google). Every time I look at the notes for this thing, I perceive them as God’s way of punishing me for fucking up my A-Levels..twice. The joke on the Russian students’ forums is that this paper is purely luck. You could write a lot and get a satisfactory mark, or you could pay for the paper..and still get a satisfactory mark.

While not everything has been peachy this year (I know, I KNOW. It’s only been two weeks), I see a lot of good things for the future. The Year of the Rabbit is coming about, which is a pretty good year for me. The last one was in 1999, which I believe was the year I pulled the cactus out my ass and decided to not drag my chin on the ground.

2011 is going to bring me Seungri’s solo mini album, for one thing. I’ve watched the teaser for the music video, and I’m swooning. Sure, he has that look that says, “you know you love, how could you not?” but his 39-second clip already has me dreaming about him.

Then there’s Jay Sean. I’ve been following him on Twitter and the dude is mad. Those who have Twitter, follow him. You will be regaled with informative and memorable panda “facts”. Plus he does really cute things like get easily amused and tweet about it. Oh wait, the idea was to express my excitement over his upcoming album. See? This kind of thing is called derailment in Psychology. Don’t take my word for it, though.

Well, what do you know? Only Seungri and Jay Sean are my highlights for this year. Goes to show what sort of priorities I have.

Happier post after February 3rd. I may blog before that, but be warned, they’re probably going to be bitchfits.

Too Late For HNT

If you think I’m on a blogging spree, you’re wrong. I’m just procrastinating. That is supposed to explain this set of randoms.

  1. I’m supposed to be doing my Psychiatry patient history. It’s not long, it’s in English and I seem to be taking forever. I keep thinking that my teacher is going do a mini evaluation on me based on how I present this history. How self-absorbed am I, eh?
  2. I’ve recently (i.e. yesterday) started watching Californication. It’s Abilash’s fault, really. He said there was this show with a lot of sex in it. I jest! Not about what he said, but the influence of his words. Anyway, I downloaded the first season, and I like it. While there are too many boobies for my taste (truth: they have made me even more self-conscious than before) and the lines are pretty vulgar, the story is a nice one. I want to hate Hank Moody (played by David Duchovny) for being a drunken ass-hat with a dick that might as well have an “Occupied” sign hanging off it, but he has principles in the weirdest of ways. Can I relate? No, I have no principles.
  3. I’m about a decade late, but I seem to have a teensy, almost non-existent fan-girl crush on Rivers Cuomo of Weezer. If we were in high school together, I’d totally want to hit that. He’s adorkable, if possible at the age of 40. Needless to say, I’ve been listening to old Weezer songs, and reminiscing about the good old days when songs weren’t about auto-tune and paying royalties to other artistes.

Next time: Nathan Fillion, crap Russian weather, and the desire to eat a shaurma every time my tight jeans start fitting me right.

Screamers, Singers and CDs

Perhaps this is not expressed in my posts, because I bitch and talk about boys a lot, but I am a HUGE fan of music. It’s not that I forgot this little fact, but of late it feels like there’s not much music worth talking about. I mean, most of it are rehashes of old songs.

The urge to blog about music came about when I was going through my CD collection (yes, I still have one of those). I was reminded of a time when 80% of my monthly allowance went to buying CDs and most of my time was spent eyeballing MTV and Channel [V]. While I have tonnes of albums, which have now been chucked in a storage box near my mom’s bathroom (thanks to my nomad status), a few artistes are capable of giving me goosebumps, even after years of not listening to them. In no particular order…well, maybe in a little bit of an order:

1. Blink-182.

The First Poster I Ever Bothered Putting Up on My Wall

I owe a lot to these guys. Thanks to them, I got out of my ridiculous post-adolescent-chin-dragging-on-the-ground phase. Seriously, how could one not lighten up after hearing a guy warble, ‘we started making out, she took off my pants, but then I turned on the TV’? To top it all off, Travis Barker’s drumming took pop-punk to a whole new level. I’m no genius, but even I knew he’s a fucking ace with his drums. They’re the reason I told everyone that I wanted to work in San Diego, and go for the Vans Warped Tour. Their music video was the reason I told my friend to get off the phone when she was calling me from Johor via a payphone. In around 2004, they decided to go on a little hiatus. Was I disappointed? A little. But then, I preferred that they went away with dignity, rather than forcing themselves to come out what would ultimately be insincere crap. In 2009, Blink-182 announced at the Grammys that they were reuniting. Guess who was squealing like a little girl in front of the TV?

2. Jason Lo.

Kuching's Rockin' Mat Salleh Celup

Bloody fucker. That’s what I thought when I was listening to his last album, ‘The Fall’. He’s been so under the radar that I Googled him, expecting to find a friggin’ obituary. This guy was my hope for the Malaysian music scene. I was banking on him to be recognized internationally, I kid you not. Three albums, and I love all of them. From what I’ve read, he’s been working with the suits and ties these days. It’s a damned shame, really. Can’t blame him though, he’s got a family to feed. I will always reserve my biggest SIGH for him.

3. Jimmy Eat World.

Proving 'Emo' is NOT Synonymous with Eyeliner

I got my uncle to buy me their breakthrough album ‘Bleed American’ (which was  renamed to a self-titled album after the Sept. 11th attacks) from the UK because there was no sight of it in KL. I even patiently waited for him to return home with it. I only stopped short of rummaging through his luggage to get my grubby 16-year old paws on it. I was not disappointed. There’s something about their songs that strike a chord (pun not intended) in my heart. Must be their choice of words, abstract enough to relate to, but specific enough to articulate a feeling. Unfortunately, after coming to Moscow, I’ve not really kept up with their progress as artists, so I’m a bit out of it with them.

4. Linkin Park.

The Band That Screamed on My Behalf

My Additional Math muses. As I’ve mentioned before, I’m a complete sloth when it comes to Math, but listening to Chester Bennington screaming his lungs out made doing my homework less painful. More importantly, what I liked about them was their clean lyrics. I recall an interview with Rolling Stone circa 2001 where they claimed that the reason there was no profanity in their songs was because they wanted to express feelings with more than just ‘fuck’. Their concert in Kuala Lumpur in 2003 was the first concert I had been to, and it was on the night before my A-Levels Chemistry paper. My God, it was so worth it. Fast forward to 2007, and their album is littered with bleeps. My first reaction was, ironically enough, to exclaim, “WHAT THE FUCK??!” I was thoroughly disappointed. The band had mellowed down plenty musically, but I reckoned that was because of Bennington recovering after removing some nasty stuff off his vocal chords. Screaming can do that. This year, Linkin Park is releasing a new album, and from what I’ve been hearing, it sounds promising. I heard screaming sans bleeps, for one thing. I’m taking it as a good sign.

Seeing that my interest has been resurrected, I’m guessing this won’t be the last post about music. Yay!