A Good Vibe

I was at the gym the other day, taking a shower after my workout. Okay, first sentence and already I feel the need to digress. But this is a totally unimportant digression and therefore, needs to be made. And yes, that sentence makes perfect logical sense. 

So on Monday when I was at the gym, Bryan asks me if we can go to KFC for dinner. Keep in mind that I have only recently started going to the gym again, and I still feel all the calories from all my meals in the past month weighing down on my soul. So I scream no to KFC obviously, and since I only ever make it to the gym about three times a week when I'm good, I confidently promised that we could go to KFC if I made it to the gym not three, not four, but five times this week. 

Needless to say, in the face of unnecessary additional calories, I legitimately made it to the gym Monday through to Friday. Even work somehow slowed down enough that I could leave the office before 6.30 every single day, which almost never happens. And I come up with loads of excuses not to go to the gym too! All the time! There are days when I'm just too tired and too hungry and feeling too bleh and somehow even though all those things were true this week too, it just kind of...happened. I feel like I should feel like a beast, but mostly I'm still in shock that it even happened. 

On Friday I had all my fingers crossed that Bryan would forget, or lose track of how many times I had been to the gym. Yeah nope, he remembered. The things he'll remember for KFC. So that's what I did with my Friday night, guys. I celebrated losing all those calories after all those planks and hip abductions and push ups....

By adding KFC calories to my already (let's call it) sufficiently sturdy body. Oh well, it was delicious. And the point really should be that I made it to the gym five times this week. Patting myself on the back.

Okay digression over! Getting back to the point of this post now.

So I was at the gym, taking a shower, which is of course where I do some of my best thinking. And it occurred to me that it's been almost a year since Chester Bennington passed away. It made me sad, of course. The way listening to Linkin Park and Mike Shinoda still makes me feel a little sad and a lot happy at the same time. So I thought about the 20th of July, the anniversary of his death, and wondered how I'd feel on that day. And you know what I realised?

On the 20th of July, I'd be packing to head to the Good Vibes Music Festival in Genting. And you know what? As much as my friends and my brother and I are headed there to have a good time, I'll be celebrating music in Chester's memory on the anniversary of his death. In my opinion, that's a pretty great way to celebrate his life and his amazing talent. 

Good Vibes, here we come.

(After all my stress with early bird tickets only being for u-mobile subscribers and finding out I had a friend who was a u-mobile subscriber but who could only get two tickets then finding out regular people could get early bird tickets too, but they were limited and then half an hour before those tickets went on sale found out that another friend wanted to go to then trying to find out her details when she stopped replying at the crucial moment.......

I'm glad we all got our tickets and got out of that experience unscathed. Phew. Now for the stress of planning our alcohol intake. And the number of mattresses we'll be bringing to our Airbnb, meant for 6 people but will of course be holding twice that number of stingy Indians who happily decided to squeeze rather than pay more for hotel rooms.

Just kidding. We're not all Indians.)

An Excitement

Happy Easter, everyone!

It's a fantastic day. I'm off til Tuesday so I'm spending time at Melaka with my parents and my siblings. My sister has just given me yet another nephew, by the way, and he's just the cutest thing. 

Look how precious!!

My first ever photo with the newest nephew. The first of many, of course.

So anyway my sister and her family are here too, so we're all having a nice time together. Right now everyone's watching Gods of Egypt, so I'm taking the chance to quickly write this. 

I've been watching lots of new and not so new shows. Netflix has changed my life, as I knew it would. It's almost like a project, one show after another. So I've just finished the first seasons of Queer Eye and The Punisher. I'd recommend both. 

Queer Eye really is entertaining. Also, Antoni is so pretty I want to cry a little bit whenever I see him. 

Okay this isn't a great picture to show off how pretty he is (the one in the middle), but he's incredibly cute, I promise. Also, I just assumed the show had half hour episodes because they seemed to just zip past. But I played one of the episodes and realised that (holy shit) they were about 45 minutes long each. Believe me, if makeover shows and entertaining people are your thing, you need to watch this show. Jonathan especially, is just the most entertaining queen ever. 

The Punisher is, of course, the complete opposite. 

The promo picture should give you an idea of how full of giggles the show is.

Not gonna lie, I was expecting Daredevil to maybe make an appearance. But I wasn't sure if it made sense with the timeline from The Defenders, maybe it didn't. It would have been pretty cool though. So all we get from Daredevil is Karen Page. And you know what, it really isn't the next best thing. I never really fell in love with her character. It's pretty annoying when people (like Karen and Foggy's characters) give someone so much shit for wanting to be a superhero. It gets old pretty fast, even if okay yes, it comes from a place of love and concern. But they become such bitches about it that it really does become super irritating. It would be nice to have a superhero show where everyone around said superhero was actually supportive and understanding. I suppose Arrow is something like that, but I stopped watching it a while ago. The writing was getting a little two dimensional for me. I think Netflix's writers have spoiled me. 

Regardless, give The Punisher a try if you were into him in Daredevil. Although, spoiler alert, I don't know if other people will figure out the "twist" as quickly as I did. I mean, just look:

This guy was supposed to be Frank Castle aka The Punisher's BFF when they were in the Marines. But I took one look at him and was like, please don't let him be the bad guy, he's too cute to be the bad guy please please please.

Yeah, he's the bad guy.

He was just too slick I guess. Too successful. Or maybe they were making it purposely obvious. Let me know if you figured it out.

Another thing I'm excited about: TWO MORE SONGS FROM MIKE SHINODA'S NEW SOLO ALBUM. 

It is absolutely coming from the most biased place when I say that I love both songs like I love chocolates and spicy food and red wine. The first three songs sent me into a severe spiral of grief for Chester Bennington, but only because I had been ignoring the fact that he was gone. And once I acknowledged it, it was actually the kind of grief I might have experienced had I lost like a favourite, super cool uncle. I did grow up listening to Linkin Park after all, although I have no idea why I was listening to such angry music when I was 11. What was I so angry about at that age? My brother CONSTANTLY FINISHING HIS CHEWING GUM THEN STEALING MINE??? Okay maybe I had good reason to be listening to angry music 😂

Anyway, give the songs a listen. Let me know how biased I am if you feel like it. 

Mike Shinoda - Crossing A Line

You know all those people watching him sing live? I actually saw his tweet calling whoever was available to meet him somewhere and I remember thinking WHY DON'T I LIVE IN LA NUUUUUUUUU. Why can't Malaysian artists be this fascinating and this wonderful? Sob sob.

Mike Shinoda - Nothing Makes Sense Anymore

I love Mike Shinoda so much, it scares me 😅

Anyway the new nephew is crying and Mom is cleaning around me for our Easter family dinner so I guess that's my cue. 

Do you out there, babes. Much love 💕