For Your Solid Reading Experience

In the middle of my flight back to Singapore, I read my newly-purchased Newsweek, finished it, closed it, put it aside, and started writing something on a piece of paper, looking serious. The passsengers beside me must be thinking that I am very intellectual. Padahal gue cuma lagi nge-plan besok seminggu mo makan apa aja.

Grab your copy now!

It finally comes, the moment when Newsweek will have to bid its print issue goodbye. Well I don’t normally buy Newsweek, gee, I don't care about the world that much, I'd rather read Teen Vogue. But well, I kinda feel obligated to own this tangibility, secara majalah ini lumayan punya personal history, meski didalemnya banyak hal-hal kurang penting yang menghiasi. Back in junior high school days, this weekly magazine was the indicator of my English language comprehension level. Dulu suka sok-sok beli gitu deh, padahal gak ngerti.

Now that I sorta understand most of the words inside the magazine, berarti Mama! Your daughter can understand English ready ah! Sorta.

Besoknya diledekin seseorang di kantor, emang yang paling bawel dia sih, katanya "Lu beli aja online versionnya terus di-print!". Terus hampir bisa dijamin dia gak bakal berenti ngomong, lanjutlah ke percakapan yang udah hampir klise kayaknya nih, soal the future of printed media yang with all the pros and cons, kita udah tau ujungnya kemana. Dan opini gue gak akan pernah berubah: sama kayak gw gak bakal demen anjing, gak bakalan demen udang, gw gak bakalan beralih ke e-books. I know I'm now writing a blog but my brain works differently when I write and when I type, I can't live a paperless life. I still have a dream of publishing a book that readers can dive into, not stare at.

Gue emang bukan manusia paling ramah lingkungan sedunia (udah mo kiamat juga sih) (dan saya percaya planet ini diciptakan untuk manusia) (bisa digampar aktivis-aktivis organisasi yang mem"bumi"), cuma asal responsible, buku-buku beneran gak boleh ilang, because every book is an artwork, from the kind of paper, printing and binding techniques, thoughts, aesthetic, a person's or a group of people's effort, harmoniously put together. That's why everytime I hear about publications going totally cyber: miris, dan sedikit takut, apalagi kalo tragedi itu menimpa majalah yang dekat di hati. Kalo majalah Gadis yang last print issue gue pasti beli dan gue jaga sebaik-baiknya, untuk diwariskan (atau minimal dipamerin) ke anak cucu, sekali lagi, kalo gue sempet punya anak dan cucu, sebelum dunia kiamat.

OH. Apalagi BOBO. Masih ada ga sih BOBO? Koq udah jarang liat ya *tiba-tiba panik*


Anyway back to the flight en route to Singapore, I continued my "to-eat-list" on that piece of paper. Pen and paper, not phones not pads not tabs. I also wrote down random thoughts that are pretty shameful, I only hope these two guys beside me do not understand English.


"So do you work tomorrow?" One of the guy asked the other, in English.


TSK.

Such a Self-rewarding Creature

Yea that's me.

Every year (well since 2010), I would buy myself a birthday present. This year I decided not to, besides I've realized that the idea of buying yourself a birthday present is just like sending yourself a Christmas card (or worse: a love letter), or a more modern way to say it: liking your own status. And this birthday month I’ve spent too much, seriously, and I want too many stuff I can’t decide what to buy. And there is nothing that (my) money can buy, that I really really want anyway. 

Then something happened, I stumbled across this work of art:  

100 pieces of Cicely Mary Barker

How, tell me how, can I say no to that? 

So I gave myself a birthday present.

What? It's a birthday present! #justified #indenial

And now my working corner is 3x brighter. Prettier, at least.

Ah the snowdrop fairy ♥  

Kahitna Mode

#Kemakan

Gw baru beli kalender Disney 2013, dengan alasan "biar hari-hari lebih berwarna," Taunya buka tanggal 1 Januari, animasinya hitam-putih. 

Semoga itu tidak berarti apa-apa.

Affordable Art Fair 2012

Last night we visited Affordable Art Fair/AAF (or according to the roommate, Cheap Art Something/CAS) because our bro Tilen was exhibiting his paintings there. It's held at F1 Pit building by the way, so we got the chance to taste what it's like to watch Singapore GP from 'up there'. 

The venue's huge, the event was hugely inspiring. 

Clever!

This is also a good one - from AAF Milan earlier this year

Here are some that we like:

Tilen's!

by Kang Yeong Meon

Jolene Lai's - a gifted lady with extraordinary mind and technique.
Visit her website: enelojial.com
We apparently share the same alma mater :)
She's now based in LA.


Some of hers:

Insomnia. Can totally relate to that.

My favorite: Daphne's Toys

Dear Diary

And another paintress! Vanessa Smith, who combines pastel line drawings and realistic paint texture, interior scene and extreme weather, to give you goosebumps. 

The scenery outside the window's extremely realistic. 

Below is the artist's statement about her artworks:

"I like to think the interiors I depict in my paintings bring together the mysterious and the mundane, whether it be a deserted cafe or dimly-lit living room, these spaces are imbued with an eerie tension. Devoid of people, there are suggestions of life or habitation - a smoking cigarette, a glowing light, a door left ajar - all hint at a fractured narrative.

The window-view monochrome landscapes increase the sense of isolation, their bleak subjects - burning cars, industrial wasteland, deserted roads, are evocative of an aftermath as seen in Science Fiction films or crime scenes. Although there is undoubtably a sense of the macabre in my work, I have a congenial relationship with this aspect; I find a beauty in the stillness and silence.

We get it, like totally.

The 10.11.12 Report

When I was 17, I wish somebody had told me that I'd be 24 in 7 years.

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Clearly nobody told me that. I woke up this morning and I am suddenly 24, just like that. Cepet banget, gue kaget, terus bengong. Terus gue merasa terpanggil untuk berkaca pada diri sendiri, ngapain aja sih gue selama 24 tahun ini. Maka bangunlah gw pelan-pelan dari tempat tidur (the perks of having a Saturday birthday), ngaca. Eh ternyata cantik. 

"Masih muda koq babe." I told myself. "Met ultah by the way,"

This year, wish gw ke Tuhan gak neko-neko, I just wanted to have a happy birthday. Yang gak ada sedih-sedihnya, emo-emonya, maupun hampa-hampanya. Kalo bisa bebas lemak juga. Dan bener loh, birthday kali ini lumayan festive, dan sama sekali gak bebas lemak. Belom pernah sebanyak ini yang secara tulus ikut rayain ulang tahun gue (yaa kecuali pas SD ngundang sekampung), dari rumah, studio, Jo dan Tilen, gereja, dan teman-teman bermain. Makasih ya semua :) I once said better alone than with the wrong crowd, but you guys are definitely not wrong. Meski tetep aja ada lobang di hati yang masih menunggu untuk diisi, tapi kalo sampe tiup lilin 4x, tetep aja jatuh ke kategori hepi.

Hari ini juga rasanya waktu yang tepat buat nge-review bucket list. Dan tahun ini gue juga mo bikin resolusi yang realistis aja deh, tapi tetep pake iman dong haha. After few moments of spiritual chaos sepanjang tahun ini karena gue salah fokus, I wanna put God back in the center of my life, more giving instead of asking, dan pengen bikin setiap hari memorable (entah gimana caranya, kayaknya hrus pake external HA-DHE). Ohya sama pengen resume French course, meski kemungkinan bakal melibatkan sprint keluar kantor ke tempat les. Pokoknya when I turn 25 next year, I don't wanna regret a thing. Semoga ini bukan cuma semangat pas bikin resolusinya aja ya babe. And I'm telling myself right now, that I will be 31 in 7 years. Eh wait. What???

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Anyway planet Earth,

10.11.12 is not merely a date of contemplation, thanksgiving, and celebration, but it is also a reminder: kalo mo nikah tanggal cantik, taon depan kesempatan terakhir! *Call (+65) 6506 6888 for reservation*

Salam forever young!

OH. 1 lagi. I need to forgive somebody.

Devina's Sentimental Mix Vol 1

1. Gilbert o’Sullivan ~ Happiness is Me and You

2. Stevie Wonder ~ Send Out Your Love

3. The Temptations ~ Night and Day

4. Andrea Bocelli ~ Mi Manchi

5. Dewa 19 ~ Risalah Hati

6. Kahitna ~ Andai Ia Tahu

7. DeBarge ~ Time Will Reveal

8. TOTO ~ I’ll be Over You

9. Elton John ~ Goodbye Yellow Brick Road

10. MLTR ~ I’m Gonnabe Around

11. Bobby Caldwell ~ Heart of Mine

12. Prata Vetra ~ Maybe

Remember!

Introducing the easiest/most difficult language in the world.

Now a Frequent Flyer

Well, I guess I got what I wanted.

Dulu gue pernah berdoa, in the future, pengen bisa balik Jakarta sebulan sekali lah. Dan doa itupun dijawab, meski ternyata - capek.

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Dulu gue pernah bermimpi untuk punya gaya hidup jet-set. Terbang ke berbagai penjuru dunia secara casual. Mungkin Tuhan suruh gue latihan dulu Jakarta - Singapore - Jakarta. Ternyata itupun udah - repot.

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Dulu gue senaaaang banget naik pesawat, apalagi pas take-off. Sensasinya itu lho. Dan gue gak akan pernah bosen ngeliatin patung-patung awan, masterpiecesnya Tuhan dari atas sana, lightingnya keren banget lagi. Such a privilege. Kalo bisa sering-sering ya Tuhan. Tapi entah kenapa beberapa bulan terakhir ini saya jadi - takut.

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YAK gue cape banget. Capeeeeee banget akibat 3 hari berfoya-foya dan menikmati masa muda disekitar Marina Bay street circuit. Tapi hari ini harus pulang. Untuk pertama kali seumur-umur gw males banget pulang.

Dasar manusia. Koq Tuhan bisa sabar banget gitu ya. Tapi gue lumayan hepi (hepi banget) karena kali ini kepulangan gue ke Jakarta pake pesawat non-budget #norak. Bangkunya lebar...hmmm nyaman...terus ternyata pas mo take-off, mo budget mo nggak, tetep aja deg-degan.

Entah karena kebanyakan nonton Air Crash Investigation atau karena kepekaan gue terhadap perubahan altitude makin meningkat seiring bertambahnya usia, pengalaman naik pesawat yang dulu gue sukaaaa banget sekarang jadi bikin takut. Dan Tuhan tunjukkin kenapa bisa begitu: tenyata gue lupa kalo segala sesuatu itu ada di tangan Tuhan.

Kenapa dulu gue gak takut? Karena gue selalu ingat kalo Tuhan lagi mangku gue, dan setiap gue lihat keluar jendela, ada malaikatNya yang pegangin di kanan dan kiri, siap menghantar pesawat itu sampe ke tujuan. Dan akhir-akhir ini pikiran gue terkontaminasi oleh hukum fisika dunia dengan segala kemungkinan-kemungkinan yang ada, padahal Tuhan itu Raja alam semesta :)

Waktu itu ada turbulence yang lumayan hebat. Gue langsung ketakutan lagi. Gue cuma bisa bilang "Tuhan Yesus tolong Tuhan tolong kyaaaaaaa,"


"Aku masih disini koq,"kata Tuhan. "Kenapa takut?"


Plak. Jadi ingat kisah murid-murid Yesus yang ketakutan karena perahu mereka diombang-ambingkan ditengah danau. Padahal Yesus ada diperahu itu juga. Jadi ini toh aplikasi ke dunia modern. Terus gue malu sendiri deh.

Gak lama kemudian, pesawat itu terbang secara smooth lagi. Gue balik nonton in-flight entertainment #non-budget #woo-hoo. Dan FYI, gue juga suka banget makanan dipesawat. Meski kata orang standardnya rendah dan rasanya hambar, menurut gue enak.

So makasih ya Tuhan, bisa sering pulang Indo, bisa sering-sering naik pesawat. Mohon ampun pake complain dulu.

Hehe.

This Year's Party of Speed (3)

Race day and I was floored. Still high on Maroon 5, felt like I was never gonna leave this bed. But the day must begin and the show must go on, and as walkabout ticket holders we had to stand by from around 3pm all the waaaaaaay till the race started to secure our secret spot. Since there were more people in the group this time, we took turn to stretch up and walked around the circuit park. I was so tired that at some point I fell asleep on one of Esplanade's couches. Then we all had to go back to position - and waaaiiiiiiiiiiiiiitttttttt until the DRIVERS' PARADE.

Honestly this process had started to get less and less bearable each year. Is this a sign of aging? I felt like I had waited there for ages and only 15 minutes had passed. I asked myself if I'd be able to do this again next year, and I didn't know the answer. Maybe it's really time to grow up and upgrade to somewhere else with designated seats?

The excitement level suddenly escalated when the MCs started talking. You could really feel that people began to gear up for some serious amount of fun. Goosebumps. Our hearts beat faster and faster as the drivers approaches. Steffi and I were really thrilled to get a good annual glimpse of Kimi.

By the way, Jenson Button threw Iveta multiple (really, multiple) thumbs up. I was very impressed by how he showed appreciation to his supporters, he gave us a very sincere smile when he saw that poster Iveta raised and tried to look at us as long as he could. That one, who can forget? Ganteng!

Then we had to wait again (arrrrggghhh) until the actual race commenced. It was so much better than last year, how it went. I can say that was quite actions-packed, although still couldn't beat the first time we sat there right by that turn where Massa and Hamilton walked only centimeters away from our noses. Anyway congrats to Vettel who won the GP (again). (And again). (And again).

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Singapore's GP's completed *fireworks* I'm sure so many people just phewed - now it's time for dessert! Thousands of people would march to the Padang to catch Katy Perry (We had our fanzone wristbands - so we were not as kiasu). I like Katy, she's cooler, actually more conceptual, and less weird than Lady Gaga. And I know most of her songs too, so I though it's gonnabe swell. 

But right after the 3rd songs, I don't if it was the fatique or everything really went flat but zzzZZZzz... I really liked the Lichtenstein-esque background video tho, everything was well planned both graphically and coreographically. But I just wasn't, you know, drown.

In the middle of the concert I secretly looked at my friends' faces, see if they looked like they felt the same way, they didn't - so I had to keep quiet until the end haha. Not so bad afterall, I think in this tour she had to kiss one guy per gig. That lucky guy said he's from California. Smart.

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After 15 songs, Katy Perry kissed the audience goodbye, now it's really over. And after 3 days of rapid adventures, we had to part ways. They're flying the next evening and - jleb, I had to fly the next early morning. 

To sleep, or not to sleep. I was exhausted but if I decided to sleep, I might never leave that bed. 

Anyway thank you again Lord :) This will take forever to forget :)

This Year's Party of Speed (2 - and it's my favorite!)

Nah. Saturday. And SATURDAY WAS AWESOME, beyond words, beyond blog post, at least to me. This was a very heart-consuming process but long story short, my and the ex-roommate's tickets were upgraded to Zone 1 walkabout, it was definitely something to thank God for.

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The über-fun day started with the uncertainty whether or not we can get fanzone wristband for Maroon 5 concert later that night. The info was here and there. I actually thought there's no way those wristband were gonna be distributed anymore, since they had started online reservation system this year (and we found out too late). But nothing to lose, we approached a staff and asked about it. 

"Nah queue that side," he said, pointing to the Padang, around 100m away from us. 

We couldn't believe what we heard. It took us few blank seconds to digest the great news. Then we ran there like girls do - with some screaming, you can imagine. They apparently had started giving them away we had no idea since when. All we could do is to pray that there would still be some left for us. 

And yay :) Thank God :) Meski ada insiden iPhone Regina ketinggalan dirumput Padang.

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With the fanzone wristbands in our hands, we leisurely walked to, guess what: paddock entrance! 

Fyi, Zone 1 refers to the golden access to the zones I could only imagined before. So when I reached the farthermost point of zone 4 and crossed over to "only zone 1 access", it felt surreal. It was a long, long walk under the sun (who was being extremely tropical) to reach the paddock entrance. It was difficult to stay excited, but I told myself, "Devina, this is the path the drivers will walk on from the hotels to the circuit!" So we kept walking *ahem* and there we were in front of the paddock entrance, standing nervously together with a group of die-hard F1 fans (and experts), waiting to see the drivers CLOSER THAN EVER :) and hoping to have some kind of interaction with them. Any kind.

 

And one by one they swaggered to the battlefield:

Schummy

Webber

Grosjean

Vettel

Alonso

(Bruno) Senna

As expected, my Kimi, the one with most onsite devotees didn't make a warm entrance, a memorable one tho. While most drivers walked on foot and even spared some time for autograph and photo session, dia pake golf cart dong! Nengok aja nggak you Kim!

But just to see you again, I was already very very happy. Le sigh.

After getting so psyhced after meeting those guys again, we began the Zone 1 circuit tour. I am incredibly blessed, there were things that I saw that day that once again, I could only dream about: 

Pits. Stand there and be the first one to see the cars joining the race after pit stops :)

PODIUM! COULDN'T BELIEVE MY EYE!

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Have I told you that Saturday was AWESOME again? After that very satisfying tour de Singapore GP, we got to see Noel Gallagher's High Flying Birds performing at Zone 1! - meaning less, much less people. We reached the venue only 1 hour prior to the massively anticipated show (since missing Oasis 2008's tour is one of my biggest regrets), and guess what, we're in the front row - the prime spot to sing along with the Britpop/rock legend! There were also a few groups of people waiting with us, I spotted some cool ones in Oasis tees. One of them told us they flew from Jakarta just to see Noel. Guys and girls, in this case I understand.

"I guess you're all Oasis fans huh?" He knew. Of course. The crowd were shouting Oasis' song titles all along, including us. I bet most of us were only familiar with 2 High Flying Birds' hits. Not bad, they performed around 5 Oasis' songs, the 90's crowd went crazy everytime they did that! I think we both teared up at some point haha, especially when they performed DON'T LOOK BACK IN ANGER. And everyone went beyond nuts!

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Then here comes our race with distance and time, because Maroon 5's and Noel's concert venue was like far east to far west and we had to meet our friend and grab strategic spot for the equally important gig (Fanzone band guarantees that you'd be able to see Adam Levine, but to see him well - you still gotta fight) , we exited from the zone 1 gate, ran to the nearest MRT station, took train to Esplanade, met Willy, entered the circuit park, and ran to the Padang. Not a problem! *panting* This is for Adam Levine! *fainting*

Mas Adam was wearing this super-sexy black polo shirt - I had never realized a black polo shirt can look very good on men (or the other way around, whatever, the body helps of course). He's charming, as always, I guess that black polo shirt made him look even more charming. That night was full of incipTu moments. And now that I was there WITH COMPANIONS this time, singing out loud and dancing to Mr. Levine's hypnotizing serenade didn't feel awkward at all. 

And there's this group of crazy American uncle and aunties in front of us who were entertainingly acting like they're in their 20s - which made the night even more spectacular! Attending Maroon 5 concert was a majestic way to end the wonder-packed day. Thank You Tuhan :)

This Year's Party of Speed (1)

So it's today! But I was worried! So many things to do! I never expected this remarkably long-awaited event will start in such a, you know, busy, manner. But everything was finally settled, although I practically had to run to the...*you can smell the velocity*...circuit park, while trying to pick up my Formula1 excitement again. 

The highlight for today was not the 1st practice session, it is meeting my racing buddies whom I see only once a year! Steffi and Iveta landed from Jakarta that morning together with 2 new friends. We're too excited to catch up with each other again that we had our ears plugged and kinda ignored the practice. Since it's arrogantly, our 3rd year already. 

Even the ornaments around the track attracted more of our attentions. Pretty!

We gave away our Jay Chou tickets, because none of us is into Mandopop. We then met up with college friends to do a fun and a little depressing life stories update session, and left early to prepare for tomorrow. Because tomorrow, I tell you, was...

So Good It Made Me Cry (It'll make you cry, too. If you are as sentimental as me)

I! Want! More!

I just recovered from the most satisfying orchestral performance in my life, so far.

It was the Magical Movie Music Night, by YST Conservatory of Music, conducted by Jason Lai, held at the Republic Cultural Centre Theatre. We actually thought it was going to take place at NUS concert hall, which according to the roommate, is super-awesome, therefore we were super-psyched for that. But around 2 hours prior to the concert, we (thankfully) learned that the venue was not NUS concert hall. Pretty disappointed of course, but ne'h mind, maybe next time, so where is this Republic Cultural Theater? Okay it is in Republic Poly which is in, uhm, let's find out...it can't be very far, it cannot be as far as Kranji right? Cannot be.

It's in Woodlands. 

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But despite the shock and the long voyage, the performance was still magical. Once it started, everything else was forgotten. We we're ready to get carried away, melodiously.

And of course, sentimentally.

What a sweet-sounding panorama.

You may not fully agree with me on this one, but you'd sorta understand, when people watch an orchestra, even if you're a fan, moreover if you're not, even when they're producing the prettiest tunes composed by legendary maestri, there will be at least, a split second of zero emotions, blank moments, because you've heard it before, and you have some kind of anticipation, you're focusing on every notes - whether it hits perfectly. And after some time you’ll become accustomed to the rules and structured rhythms. It's the musical form of the concentration limit theory thingy.

But yesterday was different. Creating movie scores isn't an easy job. The music makes the movie, yet the movie has to be the star. In other words, the music has to be subtly and humbly powerful. That night, the fellas from YSTCM, made the music the star. I’m not the right person to judge if it was technically good, (of course it was, it’s YTSCM), but all I know is that each number gave me goosebumps.

O it's all the emotions I tell you. Memories. Especially when they played Ennio Morricone's theme from Cinema Paradiso. Every second of it managed to capture my nostalgic side of mind and soul. Flashbacks. Flashback of youth. Flashbacks of the first songs in my own laptop. Flashbacks of Morricone's handprint in Cannes. Flashbacks of my love for Italy. Through the entire song, I was 13 again.

There were so much more, among them are the theme song from Schindler's List, Gone with the Wind, and of course, John Williams' masterpieces: Hedwig's theme (woohoo), and MY OH MY: theme song from Star Wars. We almost jumped to another galaxy when it happened.

(Oh by the way, we like this Jason Lai guy. He looks like the funky, open, easy-going type of conductor. He also briefed the audience about the background of every song or film. IN BRITISH ACCENT).

And what made that night brighter? The following is my personal highlight of the show:

We actually didn’t know what are the songs they're gonna play before the show itself, but surprise surprise, when we opened the booklet and checked the song list...

MY WEDDING SONG. THEY'RE GONNA PLAY MY WEDDING SONG.

And they did it beautifully.

"Bravo!"..."Bravo!"

I cried a little. For many, many reasons. Ahahah.

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And I really want that night to repeat itself. With you in it.

The Royal Encounter.

So we stumbled across Prince William and Kate Middleton in front of Raffles hotel last week.

Not really. The roommate and I actually got up early in the morning and nervously tramped to City Hall while praying hard that we'd be able to see them with our very retinas. And also that they would appear early so I wouldn't have to be late for work. I wasn't, although it involved some running and extreme jaywalking.

"Oppa!" *in British accent

WE ADORE YOU

So, it is a dream come true again, thank You daddy :) I remember last year there’s a rumour that the Duke and Duchess of Cambridge are scheduled to visit some Commonwealth countries including Singapore! Of course the roommate and I, self-proclaimed British royalties, were beyond thrilled. Maybe you won’t understand, but this pair is very close to our hearts (long story, but of course it’s related to our self-explanatory, native British roots). “There’s gottabe a way to catch them,” that’s what we told ourselves. The rumour turned into a confirmed news but as the arrival date got closer and closer, the less optimistic we became, especially when we found out that the visit wasn’t gonna fall on weekends. And maybe they’re just gonna attend private state events and the security, you know, will be ultra-impenetrable. Maybe James Bond will be there too. 

Wrong. They were apparently relatively accessible. And we only found out about that good news on their last eve in Singapore. Long story short, that very night, the roommate caught the a glimpse of William's reflection when their Rolls Royce passed by Nassim road, she was sooo ecstatic that she allegedlyshouted, “THAT’S MA BROTHA!” to the Prince behind the window. 

When that happened, I just got out from the office. Wanting to turn tables, smash glasses, punch people.

So we decided not to miss this, maybe once in a lifetime opportunity. They're gonna fly to KL the next day so we gotta do something about it (I honestly had trouble sleeping because of this regal over-excitement). And thank God, we were on time to say hello and goodbye, and see you on Granny's 87th birthday. They were only in the lobby for minutes, and those minutes made the day. I can’t really describe how did that morning feel like. This isn’t the same with meeting mere celebrity, this experience is normally called finally meeting the person you watch growing up in the other part of the world. We've been watching this guy from his childhood to his 30 something, we watched him to the tragedy of his life, watch him finding 'the princess' and virtually attended their wedding, and finally, we're able to watch him LIVE in front of Raffles hotel.

Potted Potter Goes to Singapore!

Picture this: 2 people, attempting to re-enact the 7 books of Harry Potter. One is a Harry Potter expert, the other has never read the book, nor even watch the movies. The HP expert takes the role of Harry Potter himself, and the clueless guy, who doesn’t really share similar idea about the Potterworld with Rowling (or everyone of us) plays the rest of the characters. Conclusion: you can start the laughter now.

 I guess it could be even funnier if they’re given more time ahaha, but really, not bad. Great interactivity. The audiences were even asked to play a bizarre (and more inclusive) version of Quidditch. And they threw some local jokes too, related to Chinese pandas (ahem) and guess what, GANGNAM STYLE. Enough to cracked us up for 70 minutes.