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Friday, December 10, 2004
Title : Friday, not the 13th
Time : 11:57 pm
Earworm: Lose My Breath~~ Destiny's Child
Before i launch into the rather unlucky day that was Friday, lil recap on what happened last night... My darlin sis, the crazed Fanson, dragged me to Hard Rock Cafe for a Hanson showcase @ 11pm.... upon entry, the bouncer let her go straight in, bear in mind she's two years younger.. and checked my id, me who turned 18 a few days ago! nyah, I'll blame it on her platforms and my 'youthful' looks. Smoky interior, already fellow Fansons crowded in front of the small stage, I can't believe I have to wait for another hour amidst the suffocating crowd. When they finally emerged. Shrieks galore! I was just the passive viewer... They soon got the crowd bopping along to their hits, singing along every line, screaming, snapping shots.... I must say their music is not bad. I was just lost among the females, my view blocked from every angle, just taking in their live performance.
Friday
going with Brit (me dear roomie can't make it, due to her obligations to ComicFiesta the next day) to watch The Polar Express at the IMAX theatre in Berjaya Times Square. So the ticket counters weren't open yet, walked around the deserted 10th floor then back to the counter. There were about 15 people ahead of us in the line already. Decided on the 1pm show.
Time ticks by slowly.... Wondering what the delay was. Inefficient workers. apparently their computer system broke down or something. This was not a good sign. Brit blamed me for choosing to go out on Friday. like it's my fault
An hour or so... we're still standing in line. When we finally inched forward to buy the tix, the lady had to write down the time of show and seat number by hand! *shakes head in disbelief*
To while the time away, we went to buy some drinks and just chatted.
Going into the theatre, was impressed by the giant screen. we were handed dorky glasses to put on later. The seats were quite comfortable and spacious. But the huge space was merely half filled by the audience. After some previews, the movie started with the narrative while the boy lay on his bed. That's when things started going wrong as the movie went 'listening for the ringing bells of Santa's sleigh, Santa's sleigh ,Santa's sleigh ,Santa's sleigh' .... was that part of the movie?! soon after, the voice went off, then back on, and off again. This glitch went on until an irate and very outspoken member of the audience started shouting there's no sound! restart the movie! Refund! Rewind! This went on for maybe 45 mins and out of boredom we read the subtitles and made up our own conversation. In the end the sound prob was fixed, the thing is the visual kept going so there was no synchronisation. haih....finally there was an announcement saying we could either get refunds or exchange our tickets for a later show. so we exitted the theatre and looks like a line of the irate cinemagoers had formed so we just took our place behind them. Heard snatches of conversation (not eavesdropping!) that most people are getting their RM20 refund. but we decided to take the 3.15 show and what confronted us when we reached the front of the line was this lady that told us to line up along with the others behind the ticketing counter as she was only dealing with refunds. WTF??? It was totally ridiculous and we told her so, luckily we had our way.
After a rather sickening lunch at Kyros kebab (for me, at least), we re-entered the theatre, crossing our fingers for no more glitches. There wasn't. The movie wasn't that spectacular (predictable plot--but maybe it was geared for kiddies), the 3D features were rather minimal. the train ride was one heckuva ride tho. so my verdict-- not worth the hype and 20 bucks.
at night
wooo...i got picked up by my fren carlyn in her mum's car. haha she drives quite well, tends to speed tho. can park much better than me, considering i havent tried parking outside b4. destinaton: TC's house for our annual gathering. teacher turned up too! had fun talking and catching up with old times, exchanged numbers and snapped some shots.... how everyone has changed...
Most modern calendars mar the sweet simplicity of our lives by reminding us that each day that passes is the anniversary of some perfectly uninteresting event. Oscar Wilde
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