Down Under

In Down Under's City of Light this week for some R&R and some quality time with loved ones.

My favorite pictures taken in the past 48 hours.

The little man with my man.
Too darn choo-bee, eh?

At Freo with one of my best babes.

Happy times, indeed.
To be locked into the treasure book of Life, for sure.

Born this way

I have to admit.

I am not really a Gaga fan. I mean, sure her music is catchy. Her videos are interesting. But would I pay to buy her CD? Nope.

After attending her concert in late-May, I will say this though : I'd pay money to watch her live. Again.

Yes, she is that good. I think I have not seen an artiste perform as well as she did. Sure I was awed with the skillful performers of Cirque du Soleil and was thrilled by the dancing elephants amidst the clucking chickens and God-knows-what-other-animals in Fantasea. But Gaga. She is a class of her own.

I mean, how can she not be anything but awesome when she looks so absolutely yummy in her S&M costume? 

There was this gal whose b'day was on 29 May 2012 and Gaga did this.

Another part that truly impressed me was when Gaga did something for her Indonesian little monsters. It made me happy and sad at the same time.

What impressed me the most was the fact the she has this ability to connect with her audience. Making each and every one in the stadium feel like she's having a private conversation with them. Yours truly included. I felt goosebumps on my arms when she talked about not giving up on what we feel passionate about. No matter what others say or do to you about it.

She had the whole stadium in complete silence when she said this:

"I walk around with a spotlight on me. And so do you. All of you are special in your own way. And if you are ever challenged by anyone, just push them aside and say "Please. You are blocking my spotlight. Move."

When the night ended, I walked out with my head held high. Confident and determined that the life choices I've picked are mine alone and they make me happy. That's all that truly matters. :)

Going Gaga

Since April, Gaga has been on an Asian tour and since March, we have purchased the tickets (almost SGD 200 which amounts to almost MYR500) to witness this entertainer perform live when she makes her pit-stop at the Lion City.

Performance dates in Singapore are 28th, 29th and 31st May 2012.

From the looks of things thus far, it is going to be a mad, mad experience. And I will definitely update this space to share what I see, feel and smell on that crazy day.

Excited, worried, anxious, bemused and most definitely ready to be blown away, that just about sums up how I feel about my date with Gaga.

BRB to update this space once I survive the date.
If I survive it. 

Tears of lessons learnt

I made someone cry today.

For refusing to take responsibility,
For refusing to learn from mistakes.
For simply refusing to be better.

So yeah, I made a person cry today.

But no, I do not feel sorry about it.

Walking Alone

As I sat there catching up with a distant relative talking about our life choices, I realized how similar we both are. How we both picked the less popular choices and ventured off the mainstream path.

"Are you happy with your choices?", I asked her.
"Definitely", she replied. 

"How about you? Ever wavered when tsk'd by so many folks?", she probed.
"Never", I said resolutely.
"Good", we shared a smile.

Suddenly, I am reminded of a recent message posted on my FB wall by a dearest galfriend.

Thanks again, WP.
And for reminding me that it's all worth it.
No matter how rough the journey.

In my bed

For awhile now, I've not shared my bed with someone else other than you.
So this week, it was indeed weird to have someone else in my bed.

Though that person isn't you,
My heart is filled with much love too.

Suddenly, I am reminded of those times many moons ago,
When she held me in her arms during nights of scary dreams.

Except that this time, I am the one doing the holding.
I am the one reminding her that everything's going to be alright.

Emotionally Challenged

On one side, she cries for attention. Demanding for love.
On the other side, they cry for help. Declaring first-degree crisis.

With much balancing skills, much patience (whilst grabbing tightly to my sanity),
I somehow pulled through another day. Of much emotions and much challenges.

Tomorrow is yet another day.

You have so much faith in me. You all do.
I cannot fail any of you.

But most of all,
I cannot fail me.

:')