Book Review: Dynasty of Ghosts

Summer Writing Challenge

3. Review a movie/book/anything

Dynasty of Ghosts

First of all, this is a yaoi (m/m) novel so if you cannot take the prospect of ever reading something like that then hey, you have no business reading this review. But hey wait! It doesn't really kill to try something like this for the mere purpose of broadening your horizon just a tad bit, isn't it? But if you're okay with this thing then carry on and read my humble review of this wonderful book.

The summary of the book can be found in goodreads so I don't really need to repeat it here, I'm just itching to rant about this book. Here, check out the plot first: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/7132358-dynasty-of-ghosts

Now, done reading? Okay here goes. I really love this book but it is a very long read. It has more than 270,000 words and that was like a quarter of the Harry Potter series which is fine with me being a heavy reader. Unfortunately I only read it in e-book format but just like most of what the reviewers stated, if you ever pay more than $7 for this book, you'd find it worth it in the end and even willing to spend more for it. It's just that awesome.

There are a lot of negative things in this book. I thought I would put it first for you so that we can eradicate negative thoughts about this book first and we shall relish all the goodness of it later on. There are lots, lots, LOTS of grammatical errors in it. I don't know what happened to its editor or if it was even edited, I doubt. You can see errors on simple subject-verb agreements, verb tenses, mistakes such as using "breath" for "breathe". Confusion on using -ing or -ed ending verbs and such. Misspelled words were everywhere, even the spacing err. Over all the mistakes were noticeable much to the point that if I would be given a chance to edit this book, I'd do it for free just to see some of the mistakes corrected (not that I'm perfect or anything, just reduce it a tad bit.) But if you're not a grammar nazi who'd kill for wrong grammar then, please, don't turn your back on this book. You'd regret it, like, yeah, for real.

Also, illya is a girl. No he's a guy, this being a yaoi but damn that beau acts like a girl most of the time. That painful  need of a guy is there, rarely, but there nonetheless which is good. He's not overly dramatic sopping  on the corners for such a tough love. (The main reason I don't like hetero romances that much.) No, hardly. he contemplates, yes. he's scared, he's reluctant and hesitant which is fine if you're a ranger and your lover is the prince heir, but he is overly attached to his religion condemning this and that is bad. He couldn't accept that this is love we have over here and you cannot do anything when it comes to that. Although I don't blame him for that I blame his family for that, poor Illya and his childhood. He's lonely and naive, pretty dense as well and he blush furiously most of the time! His reactions to sex were girly as well and if not for some statements regarding his thing between his legs I would think that Ashe is having sex with a girl! Well I think it's just the way it is. I doubt if the book would be as good as it is if Illya's different.

I also hate the fact that sometimes Nunn wrote like a seasonal writer meaning there's a part in the book wherein she continuously used 'one must..' 'one does not..' like a broken record and it's just disturbing and all.

On the good parts, I love the idea of the ghosts here in the story. It's not the usual pity or scary difference. It's much more than that. There's frustrations, so much more madness and viciousness  hatred, anger and pure evil. The plot twist  regarding the ghosts are realistic and appealing at best sometimes you'd even get goosebumps but not the usual ghost goosebumps we get from ordinary ghosts stories, it's the goosebumps you get from thrill and expectations and speculations presented in the story. Also, Ashe is lovely. At the first part of the book, you'd be fascinated with Illya and his gentle, lonely personality, his ability to see ghost, his beautiful long hair and such, and on the other hand you'd find Ashe as the arrogant  cunning, needy (yet very charming) handsome prince who forced himself on Illya. But as the story progresses, you'd come to a point where you would stop with a sudden realization that you already love Ashe. Ashe is as princely as any prince heir is expected to be. Handsome, strong and courageous but inside that, you'll see a man tired and bitter by his father's attitude to a second son who never really caught his affection. You'll see a man tired of the intrigues and poisonous mouths and eyes hovering him for the intention of getting attached to the second most powerful person in the kingdom with so much as a pretense of a good friend or a concerned and loyal lover. Ashe is lonely as much as Illya was for the loss of a mother and a brother whom he could consider as the few who really loved him. He's eaten by the guilt that he was not able to do anything to save the people he loved so much. He is a man deprived of true love..a child deprived of paternal love and a childhood that he very much deserved  Ashe is a gentle soul entrapped in a tough vessel tossed out in a deadly place. Ashe is a man afraid to love someone for the fear of losing them and him being left alone once again. Ashe longed for a father that could love him despite of all the circumstances. Ashe longs for love and he found a kindred soul in Illya in that direst situation of his life.

Nunn did great with the flow of the story. Despite it's length,you'd hardly find a boring spot in this book. The world of this book was wonderfully crafted without much trying too hard. Just like with Ashe, you'd find yourself in the world without even thinking about it. It was a flow like no other that at one point you're in your chair reading it, the next you're there overseeing Ashe and Illya's affairs with a vivid vision of everything not in the way that every single thing was being described to you with such lengthy words, but a brief and enchanting description that leaves a room for your imagination to expand it beautifully.

Most of the readers were disappointed in the ending of the book and long for a sequel, I do want a sequel too but I'm not disappointed in the ending as much as they do (quite grouchy with some loopholes, though) for I understood that the scene in the ending is the most beautiful way to end that mundane and painful situation they're in. Turn around forget everything and escape reality but know that you would have to go back to it sooner or later. That's why this love is so beautiful and painful. 

Hikanoo: Brighter than the sun

Summer Writing Challenge

HikaNoo: Brighter than the sun

Stop me on the corner
I swear you hit me like a vision
I, I, I wasn't expecting
But who am I to tell faith where it's supposed to go with it?


Passing by strangers, both young and old, some giving him peaceful and sweet smiles, some simply nodding at him, some ignoring him at all. Among those people Hikaru came across to, he loved those who are too busy, immersed in the presence of their loved ones to notice him at all. He would admit it, he quite like the attention on him his friends used to say came from his undeniably attention-grabbing aura and smile, but he loved seeing people in love more that he loved that attention. He saw a young couple pushing their young son in the swing as he turned around the corner that led to the park. He smiled as he passed by them and he saw the young child grin at him and gave him a peace sign. He laughed out loud. If people in this place are this friendly, he wouldn't mind making this his permanent jogging route, besides the Sakura trees that lined this particular path are really beautiful, with the sunlight passing through the thick leaves just in the right amount that you could enjoy basking in it. Unlike in the previous path wherein it's too hot and there are too many students glaring or flirting with each other for him to actually enjoy his morning jogs. Only, this path is farther from the University but he's jogging anyway so what's the difference a few blocks make? 

As Hikaru continued on his jog waving his hand to the child and smiling at the couple, he saw another man jogging a few meters in front of him. He wasn't so sure why but he got curious with the man even though it was just his back that he saw but he felt a different aura coming from the man that made him quite relax. The slender man in front of him with black curly hair that rest at the nape of his neck wore a black jogging pants quite similar to what Hikaru wore and a blue rubber shoes and gray shirt. Sweat are visible from his gray shirt, the man then pulled something from his pocket and tied his hair revealing his creamy white nape that made Hikaru blush by the thought of looking at a man and observing something so intimate without even knowing what the man looked like.

Don't you blink you might miss it
See we got a right to just love it or leave it
You find it and keep it
Cause it ain't every day you get the chance to say..


Hikaru decided to slow down his pace and match the man's pace to continue observing. He saw a girl wave and smile at the man and he saw the man waved back at her and continued on. Hikaru saw the girl blush and looked longingly at the man's back. Hikaru smiled at himself thinking that the man must be handsome indeed for a pretty girl to smile like that. When he looked back at the man he saw him standing at the side of the path talking to an elderly couple and saw the old lady give him an apple. Hikaru realized that he was at rest in the middle of the path gaping like a fish so he pretended to fix his shoe lace waiting for the man to continue on his path. For a while he got scared that the man would finally stop there without giving him the chance to actually talk to him. That thought struck Hikaru, 'When did I actually start planning to talk to him?' grimacing, he finally stood up just in time for the man to resume his previous pace. They were turning a corner when suddenly the man increased his pace into a full run that left Hikaru unconsciously running after him. When he turned the corner, he saw the man standing in the side of the path looking at the lake before him. He shook his sweaty hair and the hair band feel without him noticing and he continue to walk on the grass and sat by the lake. Hikaru pick up the band and tried to catch his breath and followed the man.


Oh this is how it starts, lightning strikes the heart
It goes off like a gun, brighter than the sun.
Oh, it could be the stars, falling from the sky
Shining how we want, brighter than the sun.

"I believe this is yours?" Hikaru said standing beside the man. The man looked up at him and suddenly grinned. The man was not handsome as Hikaru thought..he was beautiful. He has porcelain white skin and perfect nose and sensual thin lips, but what caught Hikaru's attention more was the brown eyes that seemed to be expecting his presence.

"Ahh, my stalker. Yes that's mine." The man said with an expecting smile and reached for the band.

"Eh?!" Hikaru asked bewildered, blushing by the thought of being caught.

"Are you not the one piercing his gaze at me since earlier? If I am a butter then I would be well melted now." The man grinned.

"Not that it's a bad thing though, is it?" He added patting the grass beside him motioning for Hikaru to sit down. Hikaru sat down with a blush still on his face while silently berating himself for staring too much at the same time admiring the beautiful face and front of him almost in disbelief that he got to talk to that mysterious person he was so interested since earlier.

"I'm sorry for staring..I'm Yaotome Hikaru." Hikaru introduced himself thinking that he could actually remove that "stalker" label on him if he properly introduced himself.

"Ahh that name sort of suit you don't you think? I'm Inoo Kei." Inoo smiled once again and finally lay down in the grass.

"Soo what have you found from your thorough observation of my back, Yaotome-san?" Hikaru managed to laugh with the sarcastic tone Inoo used.

"I'm sorry again for staring too much..well that you sort of have a very relaxing aura and that girl you waved at earlier is in love with you and that you looked pretty friendly..and that you have a pretty sensual nape..actually." Hikaru smiled as he lay down on the grass as well.

"Wow, you think so?" Inoo asked without removing his gaze at the clouds that were drifting by.

"Uh-huh." Hikaru answered. They settled into a comfortable silence with Inoo watching the clouds pass by and Hikaru thinking about the rather interesting guy beside him.


I never seen it, but I found this love I'm undefeated.
You better leave, I'm better than anything I've ever had
Cause you're so damn beautiful read it,
It's time and deliver it let's seal it.
Boy we go together like peanuts and paydays and molly and reggae. 


"So what does this beautiful person doing alone on such a fine day?" Hikaru asked leaning his elbow on the grass to get a better look at the man beside him.

"What? You mean me?" Inoo was pulled back from his reverie.

"I don't see anybody else who I would actually call beautiful, really." Hikaru answered urging him.

"Well..there's you." Inoo said with a smile.

"Me? Beautiful? I've never heard anyone use that word on me before." Hikaru laughed.

"Well there's me for a start." Inoo laughed as well.

"But to answer your question, I was alone because I just broke up with my boyfriend and best friend for years..well I'm pretty stupid really. I knew it, players will always be players in both aspect of the word."

"Well, what does he play?" Hikaru asked perked up by the term "boyfriend".

"Soccer." Inoo answered.

"Wait..is this Yabu-kun from the soccer club?" Hikaru asked assuming that Inoo is from the same university as well. Inoo gaped at him like a fish out of the water.

"H--how did you know?" Hikaru smiled and lay back once again.

"Well I assumed we're from the same university and the only one who looked like a 'player' in the soccer team was Yabu-kun. We were classmates in Humanities last semester.

"Wow, it's a pretty small world." Inoo sighed.

"Uh-huh." Hikaru answered.


Everything is like a way out, cause we shine down
Even when the light's out but I can see see you glow
Got my head up in the rafters, got me happy ever after
Never felt this way before, ain't this way before.


Hikaru was humming his new favorite song when they settled into another comfortable silence when suddenly the clouds were replaced by a wide eyed Inoo Kei.

"Was that Suit and Tie you were humming?!" He asked bewildered with a grin slowly settling on his face. Hikaru grinned back finding another similarity between them.

"You're a Justin Timberlake fan too?" Hikaru asked.

"I am! Phew! Finally someone who I could share this obsession with! Yabu used to say I'm too high maintenance that why can't I simply like other Japanese artist.." Inoo trailed off.

"Well one can't simply miss Justin's awesomeness. Especially his Grammys performance..." Hikaru said distracting Inoo from his thoughts about Yabu.

"Isn't it?!" Inoo shouted and the both of them laughed by how childish Inoo seemed. When the laughter died down, Inoo grabbed Hikaru's shoulder and looked at him.

"Ne, Hikaru..aren't you uncomfortable by the thought that I'm gay?" Inoo asked waiting for the worst.

"No, instead of uncomfortable..I would admit I felt relieved." Hikaru admitted looking at Inoo.

"Really? I mean I would be sad if you were uncomfortable..thanks, Hikaru." Inoo smiled..this time a smile that held so many promised opportunities for Hikaru.

"So that means we could hang out again next time?" Hikaru asked hopeful.

"I guess we could meet in the campus or maybe we could have coffee sometimes.." Inoo said.

"Or maybe I could just make this my permanent jogging path, don't you think?" Hikaru suggested.

"That would be the best idea." Inoo agreed.


In spite of being ultimately observant, this time Hikaru let the people pass by unnoticed. The both of them immersed in each other's presence like two people in love.

1. Write a short autobiography

Well, I've planned lots of summer projects as a remedy to my tendency to laze all throughout summer but as well..my grandmother had been sick and had passed away, I haven't done much other that staying with her throughout her struggle which I would still gladly do if she's still with us. I just hope she's happy now in heaven.

So instead of lazing around and doing nothing with my life, I will try to accomplish some projects with the little time left of my summer vacation.

1. Write a short autobiography

I used to think that I have some sort of summer curse wherein injuries seem to find their way to me amidst the heat of the scorching sun back in the hometown where I grew up in. Way back when I was a toddler, they said, I stepped on  burning bush and as proof I've got this tiny brown scar on my right ankle. When I heard that, I shrugged and maybe thanked god that I could not remember what sort of agony am I in that time. The next summer after that I heard, I nearly choke while eating and my grandfather literally pushed his fingers down my throat. Then there's the snake incident, the dog bite incident, the car accident, the 'almost' car accident then the huge tree branch that fell due to a lightning a few inches away from me when I was out playing in the rain which left me still shivering whenever I hear thunders. The next thing I remember is the bike accident that left me in a now faint and barely visible scar on the bridge of my nose.

As I grew older though, I started thinking that the summer curse has grown bored of my physical pains and shifted to somewhere more fragile and intolerant of pain than the physique. This is the second summer wherein I found myself in a very depressing and self-loathing mood and I'm starting to get tired of it, really. And this year my grandmother died and left me with a broken heart. I was actually pretty normal as a girl in all those possible 'girlish' aspects but what earns me some sort of incredulous looks, I believe is how I spend my time.  I think I was even more sociable way back in 2nd grade than I am right now. Although I have dozens of friends and I'm usually updated with their problems and lives, (usually leaving me with no time for my own problems) I still made it a point that nothing much from or about me is spilled out. Not from the lack of trust or anything, I just like keeping to myself. I'm not the type to get comforted by letting out a problem to a friend, I don't know why but as I grew older I prefer the silence of an empty house of the serenity of the night leaving me up late most of the nights preferably in the company of a good book. 

On the 12th year of my life here on earth, I first fell in love with a very close friend..well I don't remember much anyways.

On the 13th, I've met again the guy who will become my best friend through out my high school years.

On the 14th year, I've made lots of discoveries. ;) I've learned that I like waaay too many genre of songs and I don't even care if it's on a completely foreign language or not. I've learned about the wonderful world of anime and writing, and I've met the girl who will become another good and lovely best friend who's been stuck with me till now.

On th 15th, I've discovered the wonderful world of yaoi and the passion and realism of love that came with it.

On the 16th, I became scared of the sensation of falling (not like falling in love, doofs.) as in literally falling because of another car accident.

On the 17th, I fell in love with hardcore and philosophical literatures of Milan kundera and Haruki Murakami.

On the 18th, I've learned that half of the words I say have sexual innuendos on it, and no, I'm not sexually frustrated or anything... And I learned how painful it is to lose someone forever.

The years before those are like a blur to me and the only things I remember were: the ulcer I've got in 1st grade, mom leaving for overseas work, the three lovely sisters in the neighborhood, my lovely books, and my classmates who are scared and intimidated at me at the same time, and of course my fear of snakes.

And currently, I have this feeling that I'm a really bad fangirl, because I have so many fandoms I don't think my heart can still take it anymore.

Girlfriend extraordinaire of the High Warlock of Brooklyn, the Magnificent Magnus Bane, alumnus of Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and wizardry, resident of 221B baker Street, Loves Blue Telephone Boxes. Parabatai. Will be travelling solo in a few years from now then will settle in Japan and study in Keio University or prolly work in NHK and marry Ninomiya Kazunari if Ohno would let me or at least that's what I see in my dreams.

Okay, those are rubbish.

Here's a little serious me:

Name's Kathleen. 18. Journalism student of the Royal and Pontifical University of Santo Tomas. Youngest of three. Mom's cooking is nice. Dad's laptop is almost mine. Ambivert. I have different sets of friends for my different sets of personalities, so many they couldn't really understand each other.

My top picks--Sampung Sulyap 2013

Sampung Sulyap is the annual documentary film-festival sponsored by UST Central Student Council, Becarios de Santo Tomas and the Tomasian Cable Television which exhibits 10 short films about the life stories of 10 selected Thomasian students.

The film showing started yesterday, Feb. 18 and it will run until Friday, Feb. 22 at the Tan Yan Kee Audio-Visual Room.

Sampung Sulyap 2013 trailer

The entries for this year's Sampung Sulyap were as follows:

• Pasion-- The Miguel Deo Montuerto Story
• Relos-- The Julius Romel Fernandez Story
• Forward-- The Aljon Mariano Story
• Liwanag--The Matthews Jubilado Story
• Dasal-- The Reden Madrid Story
• Prodigy-- The Jan Robin Ang Story
• Hakbang-- The Edison Bernal Story
• Lakbay-- The Rayziel Alcantara Story
• Proposal-- The Jerald Equina Story
• 16:11-- The Paul Quiambao Story

This is my first time seeing lots of familiar names in the film festival (There's our ABSC president, Kuya Julius, THE Aljon Mariano, Journalism student, Kuya Red, and the well praised photographer, Paul Quiambao.) so I was really curious and excited to see it. Luckily my SCL and FIL teachers required our class to watch. Yay! :D

When we entered the Audio Visual Room the organizers handed us small papers for us to write our top 3 best picture bets and here's my top 3 picks:

Best Picture

Hakbang-- The Edison Bernal Story

The story was about Edison Bernal, an Engineering student who was diagnosed with Osteosarcoma and had to undergo a surgery that rendered him without the rest of his right lower limb. Still, without losing hope he continues to live everyday happily with the dream of becoming a computer programmer in the future.

The cinematography of this was EPIC! I really like the transition and the clear shots. They also used different perspectives and angles on some of the scenes. The sequence of the story was in the most not really awkward and they laid out the story very well. The story itself was heavy and drama-centric. The casting was appropriate and their acting were better compared to others. 

2nd Best Picture

16:11-- The Paul Quiambao Story

This was really good because we got to see the behind the scenes of those amazing shots that made Paul Quiambao so popular in the Thomasian community! Plus it's really touching that he really love our school :"> 

For those who do not know Paul Quiambao, here's his FB page wherein you can see his amazing shots!: https://www.facebook.com/paulquiambao?fref=ts

3rd Best Picture

Dasal-- The Reden Madrid Story

I was torn between Dasal and Liwanag for the third place because Liwanag's video editing was really excellent but I chose Dasal because I was really moved by the story. Seeing the jolly and loud kuya Red in the campus will never be the same again. He was once dumped into the hardest situation a student striving for his family could be in and yet, he was still able to surge forward and excel once again. Besides I think the actor was able to execute what he really wanted to portray--a person who faced every problems with a small on his face no matter how hard his situation in life may be. 

Einstein's Dreams

This book, for me can be considered as one of the best modern-day classics. The book was all about Albert Einstein's recurring dreams about the different manifestations of Time. The dreams were all unique and mystical but on a closer look, some dreams were based on our real world and what was really happening to us although it may sound completely out of the ordinary with Lightman's words. Each dreams are reality to us. So to those who wants to read this (And I do encourage you to read this), take a break from reading after each dreams and you will see the similarity of our world with those extraordinary dreams.

Necessary Pain

I don't want to LOVE you anymore.

I want to STOP it now.

Because I know that if I continue loving you, I'll end up being hurt badly. But then, I know that it's too late to stop myself. Who can blame me for loving you when all my life you kept me by your side? You greedily claimed me as your own and I don't have the guts to tell them otherwise.




It's not that I don't have the guts. It is because I want you to own me. I want you to greedily swallow my whole being all by yourself.



You knew that I'm a fake person, you saw right through me. You told me that I can be who I am when I am with you and I gladly accepted the offer, and true to your words, you made me the greatest person when I'm with you, you made me helplessly in love with you. Those hugs and kisses that felt so wonderful and the sweet nothings you whispered to my ears every night, I foolishly believed that they were really meant for me.


Then suddenly you shifted your gaze to her. You smiled and made your way to her.


How I wished god gave me the courage to stop you, then maybe you'll never change.


You started to ignore me and spend your time with her, that bitch flirted with you knowingly that you belonged to me...



or so I thought that you belong to me.


You never once told me those three little words that could have assured my position right now. How would I know that you love me back? What if you love her now, what do you plan to do with me? Do you know that I'd die without you?



my cheeks are stained with tears when you walked in the room with her, you looked at me and sternly said.



"stop crying."






And alas, I did.

Overexposed Manila Concert

"Your body rocking, keep me up all night
One in a million
My lucky strike."

Damn, This September 18, 2012 was like one of the happiest days of my life! The currently "overexposed" band, Maroon 5 held their concert in Manila last night at the Smart-Araneta Coliseum wherein the crowd-getter managed to fill up the dome jammed packed with 15,000 fans in that one-night concert. 

I was never the socialite to go to concerts thoughtlessly but I could never miss the chance to see Adam Levine just like that. With half-assed efforts and dared challenges my friend (who coincidentally lives with us right now, Eunice) and I decided to buy tickets, unfortunately though we only got the farthest seat, because the tickets were already sold out way back in early July! (And we don't have that much money, anyway)

Flash forward to the actual night? Sure! 

The concert was supposed to start at 8:00 pm but we decided to go early for us being in the farthest and the most chaotic position, we definitely need to secure a good place. So yeah, we arrived at around 5 pm and there were already quite a lot of people. They were selling Maroon 5's album, overexposed with a free poster but I thought I could always buy that in the record stores, so I ended up buying their second album, It Won't Be Soon Before Long (CD+DVD) which I rarely--or don't see in record bars anymore. 

Heavens! I was able to secure a poster! :D

So just to kill time we took some pictures just for the sake of having some.

That's my friend, Eunice 

With my mom! 

CHAOS

Things got worse when people started to rush in. There was a little problem in the management. They failed to remind the people properly that this and that and such are not allowed whatsoever and that this and that should be left here and there and that you should line up here and not there and the INVISIBLE "ISAW" LINE that irked a lot of people. 

The problem arrived when the bag inspection came, the SLR camera and umbrella wasn't allowed inside so my friend had to line up again on the baggage counter which looked like a war place to me. They were all irritated and all. I patiently waited for my friend after the lady scanned my ticket and let me in.

Apologies for my incapable printer!

But lots of minutes passed and throngs of people arrived but my friend remained out of  sight. I know I should wait for her like a good friend but it looked like she wouldn't emerged for quite some time so I rushed to the dome and asked a couple politely if they could pretty please reserve the seats beside them for us and explained the horrible thing that happened to my friend. Good thing they agreed! Bless those people! After that I went back to the entrance to wait for Eunice, but the place looked awful..definitely a war zone..with people dressed nicely.

After a long time I finally saw her and she looked exhausted. We went to our place and soon her sour mood changed when the atmosphere of the concert ground sink in. When we arrived our place was almost full but the VIP place were still empty. While waiting we started goofing around and taking pictures. 

CONCERT 

Finally at around 8:15 the lights dimmed and The Cab appeared as the opening act! God they were so cool! I'm not that much of a fan before but they do have good songs to boot their increasing popularity right now! And have I told you that I am now officially in love with The Cab's bassist, Joey Thunder? We had so much in common..like head banging incessantly. No, not that I just love his bassist feel. :D I guess I want to know more about them. The Cab sang 4 songs and after that a long dull moment occurred, we're not sure if that's normal or if a technical problem happened, or maybe Adam dropped by the Taco Bell across the dome or something like that, but I wished they played the overexposed album rather than playing random songs. After like 30 minutes a ringing sound was heard and we all knew that they're on stage! PAYPHONE!! (not my favorite song but the feeling was awesome!) There appeared the sexy Adam Levine along with the rest of Maroon 5! 

 They played all their hit songs even from way back before like Sunday Morning, Won't Go Home Without You, Harder to Breathe, Hands All Over, and Misery (and a lot more). The crowd joined in singing and it was a very amiable atmosphere and Adam looked extremely pleased (and not to mention, sexy with that gray shirt of his) He also sang songs from the Overexposed album and I was over the clouds when they sang Lucky Strike as their third song! Though it was Fortune Teller that is my favorite on this album, Lucky Strike was the second one and hearing it live was a dream come true! Also, realizing that you're not the only one who is overly familiar with the new album feels fluffy and warm. People all sang along with the new songs as well, especially this one. Wipe Your Eyes was performed as well which made me happy as well. The One More Night performance was full of energy and the crowd went wild! During the entire concert, our Mr-I-Can-Do-Everything would pick up his guitar from time to time and show his ultra amazing skills. But at one point, Oh have I mentioned that I definitely LOVE James Valentine right now? James Valentine took control of the microphone with Adam on the drums (Mr-Do-It-All) singing..I'm not sure but I think it was Don't You Want Me (please correct me if it's wrong)

<3

                                     


The Miss-Forever-Weird here noticed something nonsense though. 

Beautiful, isn't it?

My favorite color on my favorite song, Lucky Strike

Galaxy feel~ <3

The encore was probably the best part. Stereo Hearts was performed and Daylight was delicately and whole-heartily sang by Adam who almost, actually moved me to tears. But that was not the tear jerking moment for all, it was the performance of the ever so wonderful song, She Will Be Loved. From the moment Adam said that the next song was dedicated for the ladies present and addressed the gentlemen to do what is right to do. The whole crowd joined in the singing and looking around I saw couples hugging each other. Thinking back, that song left a very big impression in my life. Giving me the right push and amount of self-confidence and the opportunity to dream of a guy who will love me right..but skipping that melodrama, Putting MOVES LIKE JAGGER as the last song was the right move! With that snippets of Sexy Back and the sweaty Adam Levine. (Whom, we officially named as the only person who could sweat sexily) 


Not that I could actually forget Adam's face..and body that night, but when 11:11 struck I fervently wished to keep this wonderful memory of that night in my mind for an extended period of time.

Special Thanks to my classmate, Patrick for the binoculars! Great help in looking for Adam's sweat and veins..and muscles :D