Harry bla bla bla bla bla Potter bla

I tuned myself out by the time this conversation below was taking place. Don't be alarmed by the amount of "bla"s, because that was exactly what I was hearing. I don't think crucial information is missing because of that.

A FRIEND: Bla bla bla bla. Bla bla bla Harry Potter bla bla bla. Bla bla.

ME: Bla rame (lots of people) bla bla. Bla bla bla long queue bla.

A FRIEND: Epicentrum! 500 seats, with a lobby that can barely hold 100 people!

I think I'm sold.

will this count as "ikut les teori"?

I'm learning a lot though.

"we control the number of population of vampires in the world."

I was hanging out with a friend of mine who passed away several months ago. So, I knew there and then, that things were gonna be good. He told me he needed to tell me something; I thought it was gonna be an infatuation-related confession. His name is Jock. And he never looked better.

"We control the number of population of vampires in the world," I heard him talking easily, as if they are pest rats. He's Australian and he needed to recruit a new "controller", that was what they called themselves.

It was his place, a chic, small, nice, comfy high-end apartment in a prestigious apartment complex, just he and I, sitting on the balcony. "My European counterpart will be here in any second."

And there he was. Standing tall at the door, very European, exactly what I imagined how he would look like, Alexander Skarsgård. The European controller.

I shook his hand in a friendly manner, a bit intimidated, yet saying, "So you're also.." Skarsgård finished my sentence with, "... controlling the number of population of vampires. Yes." His voice was so as heard on TV.

It was a blurry plot after that. It involved me going to the mosque to pray (I guess it was Friday), taking care of my mom's car (I guess I had mechanic skills), washing away some flooded houses (I guess I was heroic), but I vividly remember that I was taking Skarsgård home.

"We needed someone like you. We have been looking for years now. We need someone who doesn't look European, who doesn't look like a controller, but has the mind and physical abilities like one." I think I was flattered.

I ran permutations in my head. This was all so exciting! Both controllers said that they did not use entry permit to go in a country, so I could virtually fly anywhere. They only worked like six months per year, so I could lounge anywhere I want in the other six.

Besides, I would have one of the coolest jobs ever created.

So, I decided to take the job, pack my bags, and upload some TV series that I had grown attached to to my iPod. Besides, it's gotta be cool to always hang out with Skarsgård, right?

"OK. I'll see you at the airport in five hours. Our first stop is Italy. There's an unusual activity there."

With all my bags packed, alone, I started to really process what was just going on. "I'm gonna have a COMPLETELY different life! Fighting off vampires, travel around the world, it sounds so foreign to me," I heard myself talking in my head.

It was that unfamiliar feeling that pushed me to want to call it off and tell Skarsgård that even though I decided to stay here, he and I should definitely keep in touch.

But I went on to the airport. With my bags. And the series in my iPod. Giddy as a kid. Feeling nothing but super excited.

And then I woke up.

Similar to Me

The first one is understandable. The second one is predictable. The third one is without any guesses. But Mary Murphy?!

How can twitter.com detect how high my speaking pitch is by deciphering only my tweets?

Some things are just downright and simply scary.

[spoiler alert] on Pushing Daisies and happiness

I rarely quote a line from a movie, a book, a song, a musical, or anything, unless it is really remarkably worthy. That being said, here's a line from the finale of Pushing Daisies.

BTW, I LOVE Ned. And all his insecurities. And all his castmates. I just need to learn how to speak the way they do.

And by the way #2, the finale of Pushing Daisies is one of the most astonishingly beautiful televised episodes of a series ever. EVER. EV-VER!

So here's the line. Hope I didn't spoil anyone. If so, stop reading and move on with your lives.

NED: Chuck, I try very hard to be a good boyfriend. I believe that, every day, even in the smallest ways, I try to put your happiness before my own.

CHUCK: Yeah, I agree with that whole-heartedly.

NED: I've been lying to you. Not that it's any kind of excuse, but I think it's because I've been lying to myself, too. If Lily and Vivian knew you were alive, the only person in danger would be me. And the danger itself is a lie: It's irrational fear in danger's clothing, and it's whispering in my ear, saying, "Chuck loves her mother and aunt so much there's no way she would want to spend her life with you if could still be with them." And so, I put my happiness first and told everyone that no one could know you were alive again. Especially Lily and Vivian Charles.

CHUCK: You didn't know what you were doing.

NED: I do now. I'm finally putting your happiness before my own.

Have a nice weekend. I need to bawl out my happiness first.