Lights! Camera! Action!

Crooning on my STEREO: 2 Become 1 by SPICE GIRLS

Stop giving me that flak. I've got SPICE GIRLS on my stereo. Oh, damn it.


I am walking towards the red carpet at the Palais Des Festivals. Guess what?

I FORGOT MY DIGITAL CAMERA

Thank the almighty for the inbuilt camera on my mobile phone. Well, the battery did NOT last very long.

IT DID NOT SURVIVE THE C.S.I MIAMI LAUNCH PARTY.

And NO ONE WOULD HAVE BELIEVED THAT I PARTIED WITH DAVID CARUSO.

Damn it. This ALWAYS happens to me. There is not a single photo evidence of my claims to fame everytime I hit a close encounter with any celebrity at any point of my life.

(To name a few: Westlife (2x), Sam Neil, Ricky Martin, Jenson Button (2x), Seal, Fernando Alonso, Jarno Trulli, David Coulthard (2x), Eddie Irvine, Gael Garcia Bernal (2x), Stanley Tucci, Sean Biggerstaff, Colin Farrell, Giancarlo Fisichella and dozens dozens dozens of others....... sigh.)

Tough luck with my camera. As a result,
NOBODY BELIEVES ME.
*wails*

My resolution? Time to get myself a slinky camera with a longlasting battery life. And to implant a memory grain onto my head so that I will actually REMEMBER to bring it with me everywhere I go.