|Heads Talking|

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Everyone is angry all the time. They're angry at the world, because it's not going the way they are planning. They're angry at an enemy. They're angry at a loved one. They're angry at fictitious scenarios They're angry at this at that at everything. No one and nothing, is capable of being loved by everyone or everything. There is never a unanimous verdict. Yes we all agree genocides are bad yeah? No, there are people out there that thinks genocide is or was necessary. See how opinions clash? Creating what kids? Conflict, that's right. Don't talk about world peace, there can never be world peace. At least not in this universe, not the way people are behaving and thinking now. It's literally impossible. But then there are others who believe, that it's not impossible but just improbable. That maybe the case yes, and then some close-minded scholars would shout at them "how can you be so foolish and naive?!" with a booming English voice. Why? I don't know that's how I imagine a scenario would happen, if this blog would ever become a short video which is never.

So what am I saying? I don't know, I'm merely pointing out the obvious that most people seem to forget. That literally every fucking human being in this damned world has a fucking opinion. Sorry for the swears, but it really shows my anger doesn't it? Swearing shows anger, and I'm angry because so many fucking assholes forget this. Oh or maybe not forget, just put aside or disregard this. Well surely it is more time efficient, and more productive because  you can never hear every opinion of every person? If you're the president or prime minister of [whatever country you choose], and your goal is to help 'the people' live better etc you need to hear their opinions yes? In terms of what do the people want, what do the people need, the ideas of the people to make this country great. Of course, but surely being someone up so high and mighty with so much power invested in you, you just can't listen to every opinion. Then let's take it to a smaller scale, to a classroom! Yes classrooms are perfect examples! You know why? Because often enough, whether you're in kindergarten or university, the same shit happens every fucking time. What shit? Well the shit that students and teachers (maybe both maybe just one of them) would not take an opinion into account. Let's face it, we all want to speak up whether we're angry about something or to show our love for something.
I've always been told from a young age to speak your mind up, to contribute in class/group activities, to have a say in everything. That's good, we do need to speak up, we do need to contribute, because everyone has a say in something don't they? Often though, these people that have so much things to say, have little opportunity to do it. Why? There are many factors to it, but here are what I think, the main ones:

    •    They would often be overshadowed by the extroverted talkative know-it-alls
    •    Social anxiety
    •    Language barriers

Starting with numero uno. I shouldn't have used the word know-it-all because that seems judgmental, because often I applaud these people. They're not scared to speak up, they speak their opinions out and let the world know in lectures because why not share things they know to contribute to the larger picture? But compare these people, to those stay quiet in class, they seem to be like a know-it-all. Of course they probably not, it's not their fault they're so active in class. In fact, it's an admirable thing! Though I do have to add that this does not apply to everyone, number one also counts as those irritating know-it-alls that think they do know everything and would just keep on talking because they find themselves more superior to others hence their opinions matter more. I call, bullshit. These two types have one common ground, that they tend to overshadow others. Now, I was a quiet kid as a child because of this. Wow those people seem so confident, I can never be as confident as they are because I'm not as pretty, I'm not as thin, I'm not as rich, I'm not as buff, I'm not as outspoken, I'm not as mature, I'm not as experienced or I'm not as successful. My grades are not as good, and my peer relationships sucks. Well that's what happens. And often these people who are used to speaking up and shit are so used to be the only voice of the class, that they often cut people off? Does anyone notice this? I mean come on, there goes a quiet little kid that rarely talks trying to say something and then BAM there you are with your loud voice so everyone can hear cutting that kid off. Is that really fair?
Then we have numero dos. It's like when you're in class, the teacher asked a general question to everyone. Everyone is quiet, but you instantly know the answer. The teacher kept eyeing everyone in class studying their facial expressions whilst the students look down avoiding eye contact. A student yelled out an answer, the teacher applaud at the student's effort but it's the wrong answer. You slap yourself mentally, damn it [your name] get a hold of yourself you know the fucking answer just say it, just say it out loud. Now you're thinking of speaking up, but your heart begins to race you can feel it. Your hand/leg shakes, you look down confused and try to control your breathing so it will go unnoticed to the person sitting next to you. Ah too late you blew your chance to impress the teacher because he moved on to the next question. You suck. Now time for you to regret this moment for the next 5 years.
And now number tres, oh number three yes. I'm not just talking for those who have English as a second language if you happen to study in a English-speaking country. This is just in general, maybe you're an American living in China or a Chinese living in America, bottom line you're not very good at this language. It's also important to point out this doesn't have to be the case, it could also just be your language skills. Moving on, we certainly see people that have the ability to speak without pauses or "Err" and "Um.." in awe, especially if they use difficult vocabulary. Oh wait sorry, I meant those who are prone to use intricate terminologies formulating an astute semblance of one self. Did that even make any sense? I got to be honest with you, I used a thesaurus for the last sentence. But any who, imagine if you have to argue or even worse, go on a debate, with this type of person. They throw in their hard-to-understand language at you, and as you try to keep a calm expression in your head you're going all, "bitch just said whaaaaa?" So again imagine in class, one of your classmate are very active in discussions and her vocabulary is flawless. Her answers would always be so cohesive and straight to the point while she uses correct terminologies. "Who proposed the theory of gravitation?" A teacher would ask. A kid would answer, "Isaac Newton in 1687 after he published Principia which hypothesizes the inverse-square law of universal gravitation!" and you, yes you, all nervous and intimidated by those other kids, speak up and answer "Newton because, of that apple that fell from that tree. Right?"

Am I exaggerating in these scenarios? Perhaps, but think about it. I get intimidated by my classmates often enough, since the first day my mother put me in pre-school, I would just rarely speak. And it's not like teachers don't encourage students to speak up believe me they do, and we often just roll our eyes with a bitch face saying "leave me alone please." It just makes me angry and sad at the same time, that so many people don't get a say in something because other people (both intentionally and unintentionally) think that their opinions are better than most. Maybe that's the case sometimes, for example: Brian Cox's thoughts on the theory of relativity is far more important than the thoughts of an 18 year old schoolgirl getting Cs in physics. But certainly this does not apply in classroom discussions, right? We're floating on the same boat here, we're all studying here, maybe you do have more experiences than I and maybe you are more educated and clever and I'm sorry I don't understand most of your Shakespearian references, or process words as quickly as you do but don't cut me off when I am trying to say something. And try to give other people a chance to talk too, we get you're passionate and you have so many things to say but give other chances to speak up as well there! And don't you dare cut them off or 'finish their sentence' without a louder voice. Capiche?
Rabbit, out.

And in that moment, I was sure I was Chris Pine. A less successful and handsome and pretty and well-groomed and talented version of Chris Pine. With no testicles. And less flawless hair. Scratch that Chris Pine and I have nothing in common apart from our similar first names.

^^HERE'S TO LIVING LIFE MISERABLE^^

"Death is not the end" Nick Cave said. Is there an 'end' though? Some may believe there is; that is when we die that's it. Christians believe that our bodies would end but not our soul, I have to consult to my family's head evangelist but from my interpretation is that when we die we either have our souls get tortured in hell or be at peace in heaven therefore there is no end. Hinduism believe in reincarnation, our souls will be pass to a new body in the next life, depending on your actions in the present life meaning there is no end either. It's unsettling to think about, because let's face it we are all tired. But I don't want to get philosophical so let's talk about our present lives.

The average life expectancy today is approximately 67.2 years from a study conducted in 2010 but of course it all depends on where you live, lifestyle and physical health in general (Or luck). The human brain would be fully developed generally on average when you're 20-21, and after that you are considered an 'adult' therefore there are a whole load of expectations society expects from you: getting a job, find the love of your life, contribute something to humanity, be a part of the working community as a whole to name a few. I still consider myself as a not fully-developed adolescent at the age of 18. Why? My parents still support me financially and academia is my main priority. Like most students, thinking about the future scare the shit out of me with endless worst case 'what-if' scenarios playing in my head 24/7. Statistically speaking we students cannot all make it to find our dream job, we would leave our parents disappointed and probably won't be entirely happy. Out of six billion people in this planet only a handful is living the dream and usually that feeling is only momentary. I realised no one is truly happy, but most of the things we do whether they are long term or short, we do for happiness. We see those we love happy and we become happy, we get exceptional grades and a good job we become happy, we buy a product we've been desiring we become happy. But it doesn't last long and it becomes a cycle. Not happy --> happy for a while --> not happy again. That is until 'the end.'We have to do this cycle for 60+ years, that is a damn long time. I don't know how The Doctor do it, some would think he should be clinically depressed after all he has been through, but then again he is a fictional character. What if we're all fictional characters with a puppet master arranging our destinies. Like all stories, there are some who succeed and those who don't; there are bad guys and good guys; there are extras in scenes that would only have 2 seconds of screen time.
But C, we have to think positively to succeed in life! It's kind of hard to think positive when there are so much despair in reality, and thinking positively for myself would always in a shattering disappointment. Does this mean i don't believe in myself? Most probable yes, but I believe in others. I believe B would succeed splendidly in her life, become an actress like she always wanted to with the love of her life by her side. I believe N would achieve many things in her future, acquiring her dream job and being fully content for the rest of her lives. I believe K will achieve many great things in his creative works. I believe R will live the rest of her life the fuck she wants to and make a full of life for herself. I believe my sisters will achieve greater things than I would in my entire life.

And you know what? We all live in fear. Of everything, constantly. Fear of death. Fear of failing. Fear of safety. Fear of terrorist attacks. Fear of violence. I have just been reading culture and religious conflicts in Indonesia (which is, way more than I originally thought) and conclude that you can't really do anything to change anyone even though some people believe that using violent forces is an answer to it. I mean there will always be conflict of interest isn't there? If the perfect human being, a saint as you can say, becomes president, there would be a group of people that would not agree. Again, this is a cycle. A cycle within a cycle. Everybody wants to rule the world, I guess world peace is just a theory right? On a lighter note, let's take a look on our daily lives. We also live in fear regularly don't we? Fear of social rejection, fear of being ugly, fear of getting fat. Think of advertisements you see that tells you to "take this vitamin pills to strengthen your bone" doesn't that induce fear that if you don't take these pills, you would become 'unhealthy'? "Use this brand and make your teeth whiter and cleaner, 9 out of 10 Australian dentists approve! *insert a scene of an attractive man/woman smiling*" = inducing fear that if you don't use this, you would not have white and clean teeth therefore become ugly and disgusting.

Living is a curious thing, we've been told at a young age that we could achieve anything we want, to be anything we want to be which is true but most people lost sight of this as they grow older and reality struct them hard on their faces. 18 years is long, a lifetime for some, but barely half a life for most. Think of your grandparents who died at an old age, they have lived through a lot of things. Wars, social change, shifts in style; compare the world now and when they were 18, it's a whole new world. If you play the sims, you realise there is no end. We are like sims. We have likes and dislikes, but in the game our aspirations are much clearer than the real word, and we don't have testingcheatsenabled code we can use in our lives. Heck most students in high school don't know what they want to be when they grow old, the thought of it scare them hence why most would just prefer to live in the moment. Carpe diem and YOLO right kids?



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#THIRD-WHEELS#

I've been a member of the third wheel society since middle school when one of my good friend was in a relationship, this was her first (to my knowledge) boyfriend and I remember her telling me that she was nervous on having their first date so she asked me to come along to stop any possible awkward situations that might occur. Good for them, I don't think there were any. I had a fun time too, however I didn't realize at that time that it would be the start of my job as the designated third wheel.

Looking back, I realized I have third wheel for possibly most of my close friends, and funnily I have third wheel in the 3 countries I have lived in: Indonesia, Singapore and Australia. I found it fascinating (more like depressing) that even after moving away twice I still had the ability to become the third wheel but alas, maybe being a third wheel was just meant to be. Maybe I was born to be a third wheeler. Maybe my duty in life, my 'dharma' as one might say, is to forever be a third wheeler. Hopefully not.
To make things clear, it's not that I am complaining about being a third wheel or have a great dislike of being one because that's not the case at all. On the contrary, I am usually good friends with the two other parties (who are the couples) so the three of us would not be as uncomfortable. However, I'm not sure if they (these couples I have third wheeled for) realize how awkward it is to be in the third wheel position sometimes. I know most couples try to make the situation or outing as less awkward as it can be for the third wheel, surely and hopefully none of them had deliberately ignore the third wheel the whole time; they all try to have a good time. This simply does not work in some cases. It is inevitable no matter how hard you try it. Let's have a scenario:

Leslie and Mark are dating. They are both very good friends with Jennifer whom they hang out a lot with during the weekends. So Leslie and Mark invited Jennifer out to the city on the Saturday. In my opinion there are only 4 possible ways this can end up.

1. Leslie, Mark and Jennifer all had a wonderful time. In some moments Leslie and Mark would do what couples generally do such as holding hands and sharing a kiss or two which is perfectly understandable and Jennifer understands too even though at times it does make the situation a bit awkward or uncomfortable for Jennifer. People on the streets would easily point the odd one out.
2. Leslie and Mark, knowing Jennifer would be joining them, decides their best not to act so 'couple-y' around Jennifer on Saturday which makes things awkward for everyone. Jennifer would be confused to whether why they are not acting as they should be. Leslie/Mark would probably have an awkward moment when Jennifer and their other partner talk more than the couple themselves. There would always be one person in the group that feels left behind.
3. Jennifer had a horrible time whilst Leslie and Mark were blinded by their own love towards one another and complete ignored Jennifer's presence.
4. Before the three even gone out of their houses an UFO hovers above Earth and an unexpected alien invasion occurs which by default ruined their plans of going out to the city.

What I am curious about, is how different people react to third wheeling. Personally I'm getting sick of third wheeling, the many times I had been a third wheeling is now uncountable. But then again this might also be just the PMS talking. Either way, I don't want to third wheel anymore. In most cases if I can avoid to be a third wheel, I shall avoid it. No offense to anyone it's just, I'm tired. Nothing personal. Fifth wheeling is also out of the question.
These days, being a third wheel just makes me feel (pardon my french) fucking shitty. You know how tiresome it is to have the thought that if in the unlikeliness of a catastrophic event, the two lovebirds would save one another undoubtedly. To make it more simple, it's like in primary school when there are three friends and the teacher tells us to choose a partner you would be the one that would always gets left out. I have experienced the series of head turns with the apologetic "Sorry, but I'm with her/him" from various people. You paddle your own canoe fuckers [this was from a book, I don't remember which book but it made sense].
Another thing I am curious about is if couples realize how they can unintentionally make us third wheelers feel super shitty.

So long story short (if y'all were too lazy to read the rest of the post), after years of being a third wheel in hang outs, parties, cinemas and even graduation, being a third wheel makes you feel like shit.

Now go make out with your boyfriend/girlfriend. If you don't have one yet, you will. Use protection. And I'll probably third wheel with you guys too.

⸭THE BLACK KEYS LIVE 22 OCT 2012⸭

22 October 2012 - Sydney Entertainment Centre

SETLIST:

1. Howlin' For You
2. Next Girl
3. Run Right Back
4. Same Old Thing
5. Dead and Gone
6. Gold on the Ceiling
7. Thickfreakness
8. Girl is on My Mind
9. Your Touch
10. Little Black Submarines
11. Money Maker
12. Strange Times
13. Sinister Kid
14. Nova Baby
15. Ten Cent Pistol
16. She's Long Gone
17. Tighten' Up
18. Lonely Boy

 Encore

•  Everlasting Light
• I Got Mine

I remember I bought my Black Keys tickets from Ticketmaster on the day it first went on sale to the public. I bought two tickets, even though I didn't have anyone to go with, but past-me thought "I'll find someone to go with, eventually."
So on the day, I went to the gig with Natalie. We came there quite early, well it wasn't that early but I was surprised by the amount of people that were already in the venue which is... Not very many. So then we decided to go to the merch stall where I kept contemplating with Natalie which shirt I should get.

"I do like the white one, I'll get the white one... But the black one is actually pretty cool too and I wear black more anyway, maybe I should get the black one. Oh right you told me not to buy anymore black clothes ok I'll buy the white... but the white is more expensive... Ok whatever white is cooler too. Ugh the black one is really cool hm maybe the black one, yeah I'll wear the black one more. Omg we're closing in we're in the front of the line I have to decide now oh crap errr ok black. NO ok i'm fix on white. White it is then. Yes white. But the black one....."

That went on for 5-10 minutes, I don't know how Natalie put up with me but I'm glad she did because as she payed for our shirts she said "Someone's birthday is coming up soon" and handed me the black shirt after I bought the white shirt so now I have TWO BLACK KEYS SHIRT Y'ALL. Forever grateful to Natalie, on the spot my mouth were wide open and I immediately hugged her which made the merch guy laugh.
Happy with the shirts I now have, we went inside the venue and sat down because it might take a while. It did take a while, and very slowly people begin to come in. I remember at one point around 8:14pm, everyone who was sitting down just stood up in unison and ran towards the very front of the crowd which was weird because nothing was going on at that time. But both of us joined in the crowd anyway. Not long after, the opening band came on stage; Royal Headache.

I got to admit their name is pretty cool, I tried listening to one or two songs on youtube before we went to the concert. But I didn't expect them to be so, I honestly don't know any words to describe them.
Songs? Not really my cup of tea. Heavy generic guitar riffs, fast paced recycled drum beats, groovy bass trips and really nice vocals. Check them out, you might like them.
Style? This part confused me the most, because I don't know what style they are. You know when you just put bands into genre, like the Black Keys is a blues-rock band. But with Royal Headache, I'm not sure, because their stage presence was very different from what their songs sound like, at least for me it was.
The thing that particularly bothered (not necessarily bothered, more to, mind-boggling) me the most is the lead singer's behaviour. Firstly, he was wearing an oversize shirt and baggy pants while letting his long hair flow around his shoulders. Appearance doesn't matter I know, it actually doesn't, but then with that look and with him pacing back and forth the stage plus holding his mic up high, he looks like those singers from a screamo band. Or a metal band. To be quite honest. When he lifted that mic I thought he was about to scream or sing in those sort of grunge tone that only Darth Vader can understand but no, his voice was very choir-like. His voice was good, you don't really expect him to sing like that with that style, it was just.... An interesting sight to see. Definitely something new, but still not my cup of tea.
Speaking of tea let me make myself some tea first.
Okay tea's ready, back to bloggin'.

As we all anticipate for the Black Keys to come on stage, roadies and backstage crews and security guards set up the stage. Interestingly, some of the roadies are dressed very nicely. By nice I mean in a full on suit. Stay classy roadies.
Alas The Black Keys came on stage and the crowd went wild. The show was pretty much describable, and honestly they performed live way better than I expected. If you look at videos of their live shows. I think I had the most enjoyable moment when they played (in no particular order): I Got Mine, Howlin' For You and a tie between Your Touch and Tighten' Up. When they came back on stage for the encore, a big giant disco ball came down from the ceiling and we had a mini disco party as they play Everlasting Light. When the song ended, the disco ball was taken away too. What I did not expect was the light sign that appeared when they played their last song I Got Mine, the sign said 'THE BLACK KEYS' and it lights up as Dan played the riffs of the song. It was, what's that word I keep using to describe the gig? Awesome.
Crowd, I thank you. At least those around me, they were all fun. Particularly everyone that was in the front row was incredibly energetic. The people around me however, not so much.

NOTABLE GIG-GOERS 
Hi two guys behind/next to me. Yeah you two, you guys do realized you talk really loud right? And you guys talk throughout the whole gig? Thank you though, some parts of your conversation was quite funny, it kept me entertained and at some moments I would look down at laugh to myself while eavesdropping on you two talking. I remember one guy said if they could go back in time and attend any gig, he said he wanted to go back to 1969 to see the Beatles' last rooftop gig. The other guy said something about 1995. Then they mentioned Arctic Monkeys. One guy particularly said he does not like the Wombats while the other one said "they're not that bad." My favorite part of their conversation would be when they were talking about Royal Headache.
Guy 1: ..............
Guy 2: ..............
Guy 1: ...............I quite like them
Guy 2: *stares at guy 1*
Guy 1: *stares at guy 2*
Guy 2: .............really?
And then both of them burst out laughing. I don't know it reminded me of AnCo going to gigs, it's something we would do. And my other favorite part is the fact that they knew how to sing along to every song the band played, and they made assumptions which songs they would play next. Natalie thought they were annoying, I agree with her, they remind me of a particular person that shall remain nameless that I used to go to high school with (Tuna would probably know who it is), but then again I secretly want to hang out with them too.

All the girls that were in the front and second row in front of me minus one of the girl's boyfriend, yeah not you, plus the girl that ended up jumping next to me during the Black Keys' encore. Y'all are awesome so energetic making the gig even more fun keep up the viba yall.

Anjing ngempet 2 guys and the girl in front of me why are y'all so dead during the whole gig for the exception when Officer Carney and Killer Dan played Lonely Boy? Geez, well I noticed the girl was, for most of the time took pictures and videos which was understandable. But the two guys she was with. Why? Just standing there. I'm sorry I keep bumping into you guy, well... No I'm not. Stop being such a buzzkill it makes me sad look at this emoticon :''''(

Well I guess that's about it.
Overall: 8.5/10

This gig is definitely going to my 'concert of the year' nomination list. Yeah I have little awards for concerts I go to okay and you're not invited because it's a private party (the party is basically me staying in my room laughing by myself thinking about the awards).

Peace, love and gaul y'all.

BOURNE LEGACY AUSTRALIAN PREMIERE 7 AUG '12

Not jumping to conclusion or anything but, I could not think of anything that personally went wrong today. Nothing. At all.
WARNING: This post will be a long post. I am writing it as soon as I got back from the premiere so, the adrenaline is still here.

I had won passes thanks to the lovely people from filmink magazine to go to the Australian premiere of The Bourne Legacy, also on the guest list is director Tony Gilroy and actor Jeremy Renner. Those who know me, would know about my renner obsession. I found out the news on Thursday, and by Monday the passes still have yet to arrived. I was pissed, it was night time and I wanted my passes. That is until my mom suddenly called me saying she got an email from UniLodge telling her that I had received a parcel and it was to be collected in the reception immediately, I jumped out of my seat and ran downstairs in my pajamas (she called me at 7:58pm and the reception closes at 8pm). I got down and they were closing down but the receptionist was nice enough to give me my parcel. What do you know, it was 2 passes to the premiere. I started squealing along the corridors of Unilodge. That night we also decided that lovely Natalie will accompany me to the premiere.

Woke up 12 hours before Renner took his first step onto the red carpet, I could not concentrate the whole day. Even in class I would just stare at the ceiling and start a conversation with my friends starting with the sentence "You know what day it is today? *creepy smile* IT'S FINALLY TUESDAY." I was so excited, I wanted to puke. Literally, my stomach was just not right and I did not eat anything the whole day. So my last class ended and I straight went to the city, Natalie and I have arranged to meet up at Dymocks because we just love books don't we. On my way there, I spot a couple of fans waiting near the entrance and recognized one of them as Carina (who I have been stalking the whole day to get some renner updates) and I started talking to her and her friends.

This is lovely Carina and behind is her friend Gino.

Suddenly I realized that the security guard that is guarding the entrance is the same security guard from school. So I picked up my friend, and went to say Hi to the security guard and what do you know, he recognized us. To cut the story short, I shall put the rest of the story in dot points.

• Waited for a while until they assigned us fans where to stand for the red carpet. At one point the security guard, Kevin, and his friend were talking about my friend and I as he was whispering something and dead on pointed at us. Why? The next point should explain why.
• This why Kevin is great, as they let the media people in first, Kevin told my friend and I both to come to him. We were of course confused, and turns out he got us one of the best spot. We thank you Kevin. We are very grateful.
• Carina and I started doing stretches as we wait for Tony Gilroy and Jeremy Renner to come by.
• Tony Gilroy got off from his black SUV, spoke to a couple of fans which luckily includes me too. Had a decent usual conversation with him such as "how are you?" or "how are you liking Sydney?" He noticed my pass and excitedly asked "You're going to watch the premiere?" I said yes and he looked ecstatic.
• approximately 20 minutes after Gilroy came by, everyone was wondering where Renner is. Suddenly everything went silent and the cars in the traffic were gone and WOOOSSHH sounds of motorcycle stunts were everywhere and TADA! Renner came in, in a motorcycle. Everyone cheered. A lot of us then shouted "LET'S STRETCH BITCHESSSSSSSSSSSS!" which he laughed. His publicist would later ask me "who shouted that?" I answered all of us did, she looked surprised and asked "oh you guys watched that?!" Oh yes we did.
• As he went pass through me and my friend, we got autographs and pictures however unlike the conversation with Gilroy, he had to move faster since more fans are eager to see him.
• THE HAWKWARD MOMENT I HAD WITH HIM AND HIS PUBLICIST SHALL BE KEPT AT THE END OF THE POST BECAUSE IT IS THE MOST AMUSING THING IN MY OPINION (usually my embarrassing moments are amusing to my friends).
• After meeting Renner, my friend and I decided to hurry and went into the theater since the seating is first come first serve. As we're walking, Kevin looked surprised because he didn't know we had passes. Kevin is amazing y'all.
• Walking and jumping and strutting down the red carpet like a bad ass mofo.
• The seats were quite full so we asked the usher who placed us in the first freakin row. We got first row seating.
• Renner and Gilroy came on stage for a while. Tony Gilroy recognized me and my friend from the crowd, I smiled at him and he smiled back from the stage. It was an awesome moment.
• As I haven't eaten all day, luckily Universal Pictures have given everyone in the premiere little boxes of snacks which consists of: peanuts, crackers, cheese and a macaroon. It was nice. Technically that was my whole meal for the day.
• I just love it when the crowd starts clapping at the end of the movie, which is what happened tonight.
• I know this is not related but ONE OF MY FAVORITE MUSICIAN FOLLOWS ME ON TWITTER AND IT BROUGHT UP MY MOOD EVEN MORE WHICH I DIDN'T THINK WAS POSSIBLE.

First legit premiere I've ever been to, and it was great. And all of it I have to thank you filmink. Photos I took with Tony Gilroy and Jeremy Renner are on facebook.

READY FOR THE HAWKWARD MOMENT STORY? HERE IT GOES.
After exchanging a few words with Renner. He slowly moved along, for some reason (this is me starstruck and the fact that my best friend, Tuna, control half of my mind) I stared at his arm. And then for some reason without thinking it through, these words came out of my mouth: "Can I poke your arm?"
After 5 seconds of my brain finally working, I mentally slap myself and thought 'WHY THE FUCK DID I JUST SAY THAT THE FUCK CHRYS FUCK ICAN WUT FUCK THE HELL'
I quickly add, "Too weird isn't it? It is too weird." Him and his publicist both were laughing and said "Yeah maybe just a little bit."
HEY AT LEAST I DIDN'T POKE HIS NOSE LIKE I ORIGINALLY PLAN OK THAT WAS EVEN WEIRDER ugh what is wrong with you brain but it would make a funny story to tell the folks; the hawkward moment with the hawk.

The only regret I have is that I should have said something in Indonesian to him like I don't know on the top of my head "ANJING LO GANTENG BANGET BABI" or maybe something more subtle such as "PANTAT LO"
And so the Renner Sydney Invasion has come to an end, peace y'all x