Stupid New Year

Shit. Oh my, shit. Wow, I can't believe that the first word written on this blog in year 2007 is going to be "shit". And I can't believe that the first three sentences on this blog will have the word "shit" in it. Well, make that four. I hope it means nothing, and 2007 won't be a shitty year. Wha'eva..

Anyway, why being pouty, you may ask?

The thing is like this. First, I was thinking of a new-year entry. Mid-December-wise. I figured out that it's gonna be a looong one. And I think that blog entries around New Year will be revolving around the theme of looking back, you know, a roundup sorta. Other than that, it's going to be a list like resolutions, best of 2006 fill-in-the-blank-s, what's done and what's not or something like that. Well, who am I to beg to differ?

Second, I consider myself as a non-musical kinda person. When I wrote non-musical, I didn't mean a person who's not as close to music in their life. No, because mine's very close to music. The thing is, I never correlate music with my life. Nuh-ev-er. Get it? I never consider music as part of my life. I don't have my breakup songs, celebration songs, I-really-love-to-dance-to song, "my" song, "our" song, and so on and so forth. But, I kinda have a feeling, in order to have a good time hanging out with Nick Hornby, which of course I'd faint right away the minute I'd shake his hand and perhaps the hanging-out thing would go on kookily, I kinda have to be musically adept to merely survive the conversation.

Well, I know, that had I be one of his characters, I'm gonna be one of those whose musical taste lies not so far away beyond boybands and crappy music. Regardless, won't hurt a man for trying.

So bla bla bla. Me trying being smart, thinking that the only way to accommodate the list, lookback, and music was having a snapshot of my Top 25 Most Played on my iTunes. Post it here. And tell a story about how the song can be up there in 2006. Then, I said to myself, I'm doing it on New Year's Eve. That's that. And we'll talk about the top 5 (or 10 if I have the effort to finish) on the New Year entry.

It's all planned out, mind-mapped beautifully and by cheating some days before I was supposed to take the snapshot, I liked how it looked like. I even had formulated an entry in my head then. And of course, this is where the word "shit" came to play.

Some hours (perhaps some 48 or 60 like that) before the M minute, my melancholic alter ego took control of me. I reorganized my files on my hard drive. And by files I mean music files. And then .... thinking harmlessly, I deleted everything on my iTunes library, and replaced it with those supposedly more-reorganized files. They are the same files, regardless, but of course my iTunes thought that they were new files, and hence, they have no history being played on my iTunes.

Fast-forward to New Year's Eve. I turned my lappers on, loaded my iTunes, sang a happy tune, clicked the "top 25 Most Played" playlist, and I was shell-shocked to find out that my number one most played is a file called "ibiza". And then I realized my stupidly stupid stupidity some days before. My "musical" journey for the year vanished. Poof. Cue the melancholy somber strings music. Well, strike that, how about a tip-toeing comedy-like music.

Whatever happens, I think I remember some 5 out of the top 10 (that I saw three days earlier). I'm gonna talk about that. But in the meantime, can you help me picking up pieces of my scattered brain on my bedroom floor and wall?

[continued to part 2]

life is beautifully funny

There was one time, that I was chatting with one of my recurring chatmates, and he asked me what kind a job that I was looking for. I told him two very opposite things. Against all odds, my chatmate seemed to be very supportive of it.

Another chatmate, also asked me one time what I will do now that I'm in Jakarta. I answered a similar answer, but not necessarily the same ones. He was unbelievably supportive as well, by saying, "Well, both are very interesting subjects for me." Or he's just trying to kiss my ass.

Surprisingly, (I was surprised to the deepest depth of my bones) both chances come in a quite the same time. It's still in the form of chances right now. But I believe that it can grow into something serious. I kinda hope one of them will, but I actually want both of them. DAMN! Why these thing kept happening? Two things at the same time that you were hoping it should have been one thing came up before or after the other? Sigh ....

In a more positive note, I went through the ups and downs (there aren't really any downs actually) of Jiffest. 5 movies. Over 500 hours. Stupidly bragging I-don't-know-them viewers who always did the oh-I-understand-what-they-are-talking-about. Silly "movie addict"-ive occurences. Pet-peeves. 5 hours of sleeping for 4 nights in a row.

The movies that I saw:

1. Breaking and Entering. Anthony Minghella went Woody Allen.
2. Volver. Wisteria Lane went Madrid suburbs.
3. All the King's Men. Jude Law went unbelievable. (not a good thing, that is)
4. The Queen. Thirteen Days went british. PS: As I told someone, I like everything British. Let me rephrase, coincidentally, things that I like are british. So go figure.
5. Little Miss Sunshine. JonBenet Ramsey went plump.

Things to do before the calendar reads 2007, portfolio, updated CV, and follow-ups. And ow, busting my ass trying to snatch that grand prize of a whopping 100 M.

I have a feeling that 2007 will be an unlikely year.

the due graphic (you know, it's 12:30 a.m. and I am not sleeping yet, so mind the ugly and probably wrong title)

I'm three days late!!

... for .. you know ...

It never hurts to stay on the safe side. Expect some graphics perhaps in some days.

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I just found out like some days ago that my "crisis" was supposed to be named Quarter-Life Crisis, not Mid-Life one. :)

Argh .. Crisis, schmisis.

Let's just have fun at Jiffest! Or in another good news, whodoyouthinkheare is back!