Wednesday, May 15, 2013

I am concussed.

That was just some poor kind of hyperbole. I wasn't really concussed. I just hit my head real bad. And my left knee. Yep, that's it.

Anyway, before we actually go to the concussion part, the most iconic part of what happened to me yesterday, let me just start this really long and boring story from the beginning.

Okay, my friend Rosalie gave me a link about the advanced screening of HxH. I would kill to go not just because I could watch it before everyone else, but because the tickets were special and amazing and you name it. But we have no idea how to buy-get this-BUY tickets. And anyway, it's nighttime at a mall 2 hours away from home, so I kind of reluctantly ignored it.

But then my other friend let's just name her Sungjong so she would like it WATCH THIS PLEASE, told me she'd ditch her bowling thing with her church friends to watch it with me (and even Rosalie whom she didn't get along with for quite some time *insert yuri feels*). And because this is the last of the three films, I just can't let myself not acquire at least a single special advance screening ticket (see my instagram for my bragging photo of it) so I Googled how to get passes in there.

There was this contest where you're supposed to change your Facebook picture into an ad that supports the organization the people hosting the contest belong to. Problem is, the announcement of winners is May 12th. It was the damn night of May 12th. There weren't winners yet, so I anxiously and quickly and roughly and greasy-ly (do u get this Sungjong) joined in. Now, after the photo change, you have to comment on the post and say you're joining, so I went "There's no winner yet so I'll join YOLO" or something like that.

On the next day, the announcement was as follows: "All people who changed their profile photos win!!!"

Well, isn't that kind of...I don't know, anticlimactic? I got all anxious and shit but then I won just by that? And I even forgot to tell my friends so I have someone to watch it with. JFC, I know.

So I messaged Sungjong and Rosalie saying sorry about my thing and this and that.

Okay, finally on the day itself. Yay!!!

So I was gonna meet Myungjo-sorry-Sungjong briefly so I could give her the autograph of the person I interviewed. I got impatient and all waiting on the Baptist church near my high school but then she calls me and tells me MY LIFE HAS BEEN A LIE. The church she's been going to is the one RIGHT BESIDE my high school. Wow.

Anyway, about the impatience part, well, the person who gave me the ticket told me to meet him by 6pm, and it was already past 5pm and I'm still at holy Pfaura so I had the time moved to 6:30 and so.

Anyway, so there I got on the venue (SM North The Block 4th floor) and then I saw a lot of people, and they're all in groups. The person I'm in contact with wasn't responding at the moment so I went to the ticket booth, thinking the people in there were his colleagues or so, and then asked for a ticket.

And they just told me to sign something up.

I asked if it was free and THEY SAID YES.

HOLY ...................

I felt so stupid that I said it to Sungjong who was all "WHAT A WASTE" and then went to KFC for dinner and flooded Rosalie's inbox (because she lives near).

By the time I got on my chosen table (with food untouched), the guy who's supposed to be giving my ticket finally responded. SO THEY WEREN'T AFFILIATED AFTER ALL.

I gathered my wallet, my iPod, and phone, left my food, and ran to the so-called backdoor.

You see kids, there was this fold or something that looks like an open door at the back of KFC and, you know, it looks open and the view was crystal clear outside so I gathered all my strength to run and

BOOM!!!

Man, good thing I didn't knock myself out.

Anyway, so I noticed (just now) that there's no open door. And there's a damn stupid KFC carton that is sitting outside the closed door. But I didn't care anymore, so I opened the damn door and ran.

So there I was, near the ticket booth, a few of my bangs hiding the bump, waiting for the dude. A guy walked by and stood beside me, and I didn't notice it was him until he texted that he was wearing an Animax shirt and a cap. So much for my 5 minutes.

I went back to KFC and finished my meal and deal with my head on the washroom.

Thank god I have a large printed handkerchief with me so I could put it around my head and it was befitting to my outfit (kind of looks like this pero blazer na checkered black and red yung jacket at yung handkerchief nasa noo ko then yung inner shirt instead of red is black yay) so I kind of looked like a hippie or something.

I was still in the middle of persua-forcing Rosalie so I asked about the

I FINALLY GOT INSIDE THE DAMN CINEMA THANK YOU JESUS.

The Chrollo Lucifer cosplayer seems to be amused of me, he kept smiling. He's quite good at cosplaying Chrollo Lucifer, but not good-looking enough to look really like Chrollo Lucifer so I didn't even bother to take a picture of him.

The Kurapika and Killua cosplayers are worse.

And the Silva (Killua's dad) cosplayer? Nevermind.

What's funny is everyone seems to be friends with each other they're kind of annoying because they all seem to be like HxH hipsters and weaboos so I didn't bother pitying myself because I'm alone. Besides, I'm not the only one who's alone. I sat on the farthest back of the cinema, and the guy 2 seats far from me is alone as well. I can tell because he never talked to anybody except me when I asked him of the seat next to him is empty so I could put my precious bag on it.

Rosalie called and said she couldn't go and I'd rather not tell what happened because it's so sad.

The funniest part of the whole thing was when the trailers were shown and THERE WERE SUBS ON IT THAT WAS SUPPOSED TO SHOW WHEN THE ACTUAL FILM STARTS.

Like when it was the Andres Bonifacio (or some other Filipino hero) film the subs went

"Hi! I'm Gon! This is Killua!"
"Hi! I'm Killua!"

and so on. I can't remember anymore because I just kept laughing just like everybody.

Anyway, the film was great.

After the film, I'm supposed to be running towards the restroom when the Animax host stopped us because there's a ticket raffle and whoever got the ticket number wins a frigging POSTER.

I didn't win even though I had 2 tickets. I even ripped the other ticket so that it looks used.

Anyway, while the raffle was going on, a woman approached me and invites me to an interview right outside the cinema. I don't know why me of all people, maybe because of my flashy clothes that became even flashier when I wore the handkerchief on my head. You see, I was looking forward to have a picture taken with Jin Joson again (but apparently I don't seem to notice her and she's not one of the cosplayers) so I just don't care anymore and said yes.

 I got outside and realized it was frigging televised with the cameras and the mics and the lights and shit. Man, I can't take this. I was interviewed after a group of girls doing some kawaii shit and I was horrified because I was alone and AM I SUPPOSED TO DO THAT AS WELL WHAT THE HELL MAN so I asked the woman and she said no I just have to tell what I think about the movie.

I fucking rated the movie, the characters, the plot in three sets of 8 or 9 our of 10. Then I said all in all (I did some damn mental math halfway) 8.5/10. Then I said there were just things that failed my expectations.

I was one of the first people interviewed, and most of the next ones were volunteers and they're in fucking groups and MY ANSWER WAS SO AMAZING RIGHT LIKE THEY'RE GONNA TALK ABOUT IT AND LAUGH THEIR ASSES OFF AND SHIT WHY DID I EVEN AGREE TO DO SUCH CRAP

Anyway, I just quickly left and formulated another answer which seemed to be more intelligent than the crap I just said. But then again, I could care less because nobody's gonna recognize me UNLESS THEY PLACE MY NAME ON IT WHICH I WROTE ON THE AGREEMENT PAPER KILL ME

I missed the last train home and it was raining. I was on a not-so-good location, so I couldn't catch a bus so I had to ride a jeep. But anyway here I am.

Man, I'm concussed.

Oh, right after I got home I haunted Sungjong with my "I am concussed" statuses, tweets, photos, etc. because she's the one who lent me the book.

With that said, http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IWefuIFyxVc&feature=youtu.be OKAY GOODBYE DONT WATCH THIS VIDEO