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Monday, March 27, 2006

It's been a busy week for alota people, hasn't it?

Well in the midst of projects, tests and assignments.. performances still need to be appreciated and friends still need to be supported :)

Watched my little brother perform at the ACS barker concert on saturday night and the NUS jazz band on sunday night.. there's something itchy about being in the audiences' seat ;)

Anyways.. more on the jazz concert last night, where hannah, shane and jon were performing:

At the last minute before i went out the door my mom announces that my dad has taken the car so i'll have to take a cab (that sentence sounded like i could drive, didnt it? haha) And my date for the evening tells me that hes gonna wear jeans so i decided that i couldn't wear the dress that i had initially planned to the day before (girls.. *sigh*) for fear that i might be overdressed and thus had to settle on an alternative as i stood in front of my closet at 7:40pm (the concert started at 8pm).

So i got dressed and clumsily ran downstairs in my heels for the slightest chance that that might effectively shave off some competition at the cab queue. And to my pleasant surprise, i was the only one running, and the only thing at the stand was one lonely cab, just for me i suppose. So i hopped on, and muttered in between pockets of panting: "NUS please.. as fast as you can"

And then the conversation started:

"Sure sure! you just sit and be pretty and uncle will get you there, no problem!"
"Ok thanks!" (thinking that i should be relieved)
"So where you come from? I know you not local sinGAHbor ger!"
"Um.....hongkong" (taking a while to decided which nationality was safe to use)

and then he went on and on asking abt what languages i usually speak.. whether i liked singapore.. how hongkong girls knew how to dress up and kept putting down local girls.. which made me feel rather uncomfortable.. like did he expect me to agree with him or argue otherwise? So i just spoke my mind and said that local girls are skinnier so thats something i envy.. and then he goes on abt how they spend too much on slimming pills and centers ending up too ridiculously skinny to even have babies and end up going to gynaecologists, ending up spending more money..

and all the while.. im looking out the window as everyone passes us by. the cars, the p-plate drivers, the trucks, the other cabs, the motorcycles, the BICYCLES.. everyone. and straight in front of him was a wide open road without a car in sight.. almost like those street racing games on ps2.. except this uncle was NOT RACING, LOR.

I gently reminded him of my urgency.. and he still tells me that he can get there in time "dun worrieee..."

Then he asked me why i was in such a hurry.. where was i going.. what my "hobby hobby" was.. asssuming that i liked to go dancing and drinking and smoking and ktving (his fave surcharge customers i assume).. i politely said no.

And then it got to boyfriend topic.. and after a few probes i told him the truth that i was infact single.. and (in a tone and manner similar to the way hannah's little bro said it) he goes "cannot beeeeee.. you surely have one.." and refusing to just give in to him, i just said no. again. he tried his hand at justifying why im single and i accepted the one abt boyfriends being too troublesome to handle should i decide to work overseas. it was probably a genuine reason too. (oh and by now he already knew that i was more an ABC than a typical hongkie)

But he was relentless.. "but what IF.. RU GUO RU GUO.. you got boyfriend.. how would he be like?"

BY THE WAY, half of this convo was in chinese.. so one of the reasons why i continued talking to him was cuz it felt good to practice my oral mandarin in a social setting.

So i told myself: describe your ideal boyfriend in chinese.

I told him:

He cant be smelly.
He cant do bad things.

And as expected he had his 2 cents (by now it was more like 50 cents).. almost like he wanted to sell his son or something.. He told me i probably wouldnt like a guy who didnt do ANY bad things.. that i must give leeway to 'a little' bad things.. "otherwise how to 'steal' your heart!" and he laughs at his own joke. Ok sure, whatever, i just wanted to get to the concert. There's only one major show that i remember watching at the UCC prior to this one. And i was already late that time missing a very important scene. I really didnt want this unbecoming habit to become my forte.

Jumped outta the cab and ran into the UCC looking for the one whos ticket im holding on to...

Everyone, say hi to Hanwei:

(more affectionately referred to as 'weewee' hereafter)

See what a mismatch we are??
Theres definitely something missing when the tallest and the shortest of our penn state sextet is without the rest (that the right term for a party of 6?) Sadly, fai and sharon couldn't make it, norman was part of the camera crew, and hannah was our star of the night! (well she made us buy tickets from her, heh)

And the show was great! Well halfway through at least..
we came out for intermission, got a mocha gelato at the dome.. couldnt finish it in time and the usher closed the doors without warning us, and we couldnt reenter until later! Wee and i were really mad cuz the same girl that told us to finish our drinks first was the same one who closed the doors and she was standing right next to us the whole time watching us drink and she didnt even prompt us abt closing the doors. And so we missed the first song of the second half.. and the big fat deal abt it was that it was shane's song! Well shane and david's, but i didnt know david was doing it too. And remember how i said i was late for a show before at the UCC and had to miss a scene? Well it was shane's song that time too. ;P

When we finally went in.. we realised that we had missed abt 2 songs (the usher promised we'd only miss one.. i knew that wait outside was as long as i imagined..) But the good news was that it was hannah singing.. and she sounded great! im mean all the singers sounded great.. but theres something abt hannahs voice that makes it very hannah.. and i like it *grin* not to mention that she looked fantastic too, with the flower in her hair :]

Anyways.. it also halfway into the show that i realised that we were sitting next to my jc classmate the whole time. i should've guessed.. we both bought tickets from hannah. heh.

Everyone, say hello to jovian:

Since day one, there was something abt jovian that reminded me of brad pitt (and im not the only crazy one to think so, cuz hannah does too) Jovian is eccentric and unconventional. so i made it a point not to smile for this pic despite the joyous occasion, simply cuz smiling for a photo is too 'ordinary'...

I wasn't allowed to take any photos inside the concert hall iself, so make do with these post performance pics? And i dont really have a story for each one these.. but if i HAD to justify then..

this one because norman looks funny...

this one because it's the only one i have of hannah before my batt died :(
(half of that is hannah's family by the way)

this one because keith wasn't around..
(so i could pretend to be in Reverie, heh)

and this one because..

.. i bought the shirt.

girlnumber20 @ 6:06 AM | |

Wednesday, March 22, 2006

This was OH so long ago.. like Reading Week in late february.. when i still had long hair.. but how could i not post pics from our very own sexy statisticians Karaoke 'HOT' Chick party??!

Pre-party food shopping
(and already warming up with the boyband songs over plaza singapura's pa system)

Plug in the mic and watch them belt out backstreeboys!
(one insisted on being brian and the other nick, i think)

This is unbelieveable!

Show your cutiest faces!!

And that was:
Jo, Mil, Jeremy, Liz, Lea, Tsin

Spot the HOT chick??

*wink*

By courtesy of wan-tsin :]

girlnumber20 @ 6:09 AM | |

Monday, March 20, 2006

INCREDIBLY accurate.. for me at least.. i can hardly point out an exception to the results.. and it only asked 2 questions.. seriously.

the Romantic
Test finished!

you chose BY - your Enneagram type is FOUR.

"I am unique"

Romantics have sensitive feelings and are warm and perceptive.

How to Get Along with Me

Give me plenty of compliments. They mean a lot to me.
Be a supportive friend or partner. Help me to learn to love and value myself.
Respect me for my special gifts of intuition and vision.
Though I don't always want to be cheered up when I'm feeling melancholy, I sometimes like to have someone lighten me up a little.
Don't tell me I'm too sensitive or that I'm overreacting!

What I Like About Being a Four

my ability to find meaning in life and to experience feeling at a deep level
my ability to establish warm connections with people
admiring what is noble, truthful, and beautiful in life
my creativity, intuition, and sense of humor
being unique and being seen as unique by others
having aesthetic sensibilities
being able to easily pick up the feelings of people around me

What's Hard About Being a Four

experiencing dark moods of emptiness and despair
feelings of self-hatred and shame; believing I don't deserve to be loved
feeling guilty when I disappoint people
feeling hurt or attacked when someone misundertands me
expecting too much from myself and life
fearing being abandoned
obsessing over resentments
longing for what I don't have

Fours as Children Often

have active imaginations: play creatively alone or organize playmates in original game s
are very sensitive
feel that they don't fit in
believe they are missing something that other people have
attach themselves to idealized teachers, heroes, artists, etc.
become antiauthoritarian or rebellious when criticized or not understood
feel lonely or abandoned (perhaps as a result of a death or their parents' divorce)

Fours as Parents

help their children become who they really are
support their children's creativity and originality
are good at helping their children get in touch with their feelings
are sometimes overly critical or overly protective
are usually very good with children if not too self-absorbed

Renee Baron & Elizabeth Wagele

The Enneagram Made Easy
Discover the 9 Types of People
HarperSanFrancisco, 1994, 161 pages

You can try it here if you want :)

girlnumber20 @ 8:43 AM | |

Don't pretend you weren't wondering..

Birthdate: 9 July 1984

msn: daydream247@hotmail.com

email: extraordinarymil@gmail.com

If you're my aquaintance and 'heard' frm somewhere that I 'look' Chinese but 'fake' an accent or something, I will explain now (though it's never once and for all): I'm an American born Chinese, my parents are Hongkongers. I was born in Chicago, raised in Hongkong till I was 5, moved to Boca Raton, Florida and stayed till I was 11, moved to Trophy Club, Texas and stayed till i was 13, moved to Singapore and have stayed there since. Throughout my preschool-univeristy life i have attended 13 schools so far. Was it tough? did it make me bitter? I dont think so, ask any of my friends.. or try and find someone who hates me.. *wink*