Well well well, it's me again, in the middle of the night, suddenly had this urge to post something. I had a couple of things I want to talk about at the moment, the thing is that they're all unrelated to each other. Nonetheless, I still just want to spit it out (insert Slipknot reference here!). First of all I just want to share my dreams last night, which wasn't that epic or absurd. It was rather depressing, actually. The only things I could remember was that I wasn't in Brisbane anymore, it seemed like I was in Melbourne (not that I can remember how Melbourne was anyway) with Carol and tried to meet up with my high school friends. When I met them, of course I would scream in happiness and jumped to them all. They all just said "Hi" awkwardly and smiled even more awkwardly. This still breaks my heart when I remember it now. Thanks to that awkwardness, I didn't even bother talking and just left like that. All of a sudden, I met Marcel (who happens to be my tango instructor at UQ, and he's totally hot) who saw my depression and asked me to dance with him. When I woke up, I realised that maybe I should join tango again this semester. I was thinking about quitting because I joined the belly dancing class as well. We'll see. 

On the other note, another random fact about me (yay for random facts!): I love gore and thriller movies, but I can't stand horror movies. I used to like them, but as I'm getting older I get more scared. Lame, I know. However, there's an exception to these very specific types of horror movies: exorcism movies. I have no idea why I love exorcism movies, it probably started when I watched The Exorcism of Emily Rose, which I think is still the best exorcism movie ever. So yesterday, I went to see The Devil Inside with Carol, Louie, and Inez. What I didn't know was that this movie was made to be like a documentary, which would only mean one thing: NAUSEA. Yes, Inez and I almost threw up in the middle of the movie because of the shakiness and the blurriness of the shots. God, it was awful, we both hate those kinds of movie. We LIKE stable cameras with proper settings. Anyways, besides the awful shots, the story was pretty good. Until the last scene. Then I realised I just spent $5.80 for nothing. 

Moving on from the movie (I told you this post will be about 3 or 4 unrelated things), Louie and I were just starting to be crazy about SNSD / Girl's Generation. Yes, I love gothic rock, symphonic metal, heavy metal, but I just like these girls. I know, all those heavy metal people would be embarrassed. Even I was too embarrassed to admit it, but now I don't really give a crap anyway. Anyways, Inez has always been a Korean lover (she even speaks Korean...), but Carol is pretty new to this. So the history of how I got into SNSD was because karma hit me right in the face. Around 2 years ago, back in Jakarta, when Carol and I met each other on campus, she showed me one SNSD song. I've heard of them, I LOATHED THEM. The first song I heard from them was "Gee" and being a heavy metal like I were, I just shouted "WTF?!" and stopped the song halfway through. I kept thinking "no way I'll listen to this sh*t" and so when Carol showed me their song that she liked (titled "Genie"), I just ran away and told her to go away because I would never like them. 

Guess the song that suddenly drove me crazy. 

She's the tallest in the group and she's also the funniest (to me) in talk shows, which is why I love her. One day, just a few weeks before Carol came back from Jakarta, I had a video chat with her and I made this confession about my new craze about SNSD and she laughed her ass off. When I asked her which one was her favourite of all of them - it was SOOYOUNG. (ANOTHER karma b*tch-slap level OVER 9K)

Then I figured, if karma slapped me that hard, I should fight it back. Which is why I bombarded Carol with SNSD talk shows and everything else since she got back here. Almost everyday I would show her various videos on YouTube and we would watch together and laugh together. Karma hits her back because now she could almost differentiate all the members' names and faces (except Seohyun, because she said her name was hard to pronounce). 

So, mission success!!! We're now officially SONEs (SNSD's fan group), and even though Carol's a bit embarrassed to admit it (like I used to), I have to admit I'm a part of SONE now. Oh well. The moral of the story: do not laugh when you see a friend of yours is in love with SNSD. Karma is no joke and I'm a living proof of it. Heck, it took me around 3 years to actually like them. You might not like them now...we shall see in a few years and hundreds of replays. 

Anyways, I should go off now, I have to watch this one episode of SNSD and then I'll be off to sleep! Ciao!