just came back from lukie baby's 6th birthday party. it was quite fun (: met a new boy there named ignatius. turns out, his parents are my cousin's neighbours and his mom was my geography teacher in sec 2! Miss Michelle Tang. i always remembered her as the teacher who sang "Fever" on stage with Mr Leek as one of her agogo boys.
ignatius was cute (: he was a gentleman for his age, kept asking
me whether i wanted something to eat/drink. allowed me to play with his transformers 3d card game on the webcam. DON'T get me started on that. kids toys nowadays are so technologically advanced. its amazing. the webcam actually scans a barcode on the collectable card and a question/3d image will be projected on screen to search for the next card... GOODNESS. anyways. back to ignatius, he'll hold my hand if he wanted me to go anywhere with him. how cute right. (:
so anyways. this week was my last week at my aunt's place. which is a good thing cos it was getting abit boring. but no more flexible work days and pay. hopefully, when i send my resume in to HSA, they'll give me a gooood consideration, cos i'm gonna be reeeaaaallll honest with them about my plans etc. i really could do alot more if i could earn some serious money (not pocket money here and there) before going over to aussie.
yay going to kl this coming wed. yay yay yay.
i had some thoughts this week, about random things mostly. like why men get at least $200 more whilst holding the same position as women. ttm would know my "rage" about this matter. well. yes they've sacrificed 2 yrs of their lives serving the govt. WE'RE SACRIFICING A FEW DAYS A MONTH FOR DUNNO HOW MANY YEARS (on the average 45+ years) COPING WITH SOMETHING CALLED MENSTRUATION. we've had to endure cramps, headaches, weakness, and just that plain uncomfort and nagging feeling that there might be a stain. WE'RE GONNA HAVE TO ENDURE CHILD BIRTH. THE SINGLE MOST PAINFUL EXPERIENCE ON EARTH. although...its probably the most joyous experience that any woman could ask for. BUT STILL. PAIN. and. our expenses are higher, considering the fact that we have to buy bras, an extra underwear. and menstruation pads. sorry for
my explicitness. since i know that no one really reads my blog. LOL. i know guys out there will ARGUE to their death about this, cos i kinda alr did with one. but never mind. i shall not remain angry. i shall just be happy that women, US WOMEN, can have the experience of birthing the child that we nurtured and nourished within our bodies because God made us that way. a mother's love can never be replaced. its simply maternal.
watched streetdance the other day. aside from the weird and very strong british accent, the dancing was great. there was less focus on fake drama as i call it. like the ones they mentioned on life!, teenage angst etc. but this isn't a disney movie either, thus the really really really really feel-like-punching-his-teeth-out guy, Jay. or is that his name? anyways if you watch it, you'll know who i'm talking about. REALLY leh. like what is his problem. break up then break up la. why still must cheat her feelings like that. dancing was good. the ballet dancers were really funny. and i'm glad they didn't make the lead girls fall into the cliche of fighting for the lead guys, cos i was kinda expecting that.
talking about dance. musa was talking bout enrolling into a hip hop class. me and becca talked about it since ages ago. but nothing really happened except for the mrs.ang organised lesson at cuppage plaza. lol. that was quite funny now that i remember it. i kinda regret giving up ballet. why did i give it up?! gosh. its not like my piano is going anywhere too... :( i made a choice between ballet and piano. i should've just taken both on! maybe my ballet teacher overestimated my abilities and skipped me too many grades forward. i couldn't really cope at the time, so i just left. :( sigh. tried to recapture it by joining dance in sec sch. but it just wasn't the same. HAIYA. dreams not lived, have now gone.
piano is getting dusty. so are my playing fingers. i just don't like to fit my music into a box of exams and critiques by old angmohs. i sound mean. but its just the way i like playing. why can't i just play music that i like and explore more options instead of playing classical pieces as beautiful as they sound. i wouldn't mind playing aliens-landing-on-earth-and-seeing-everything-weirdly again. or chinese songs comprising of only the black keys. i think they sound great, or abstract, lol. but still great. "if music be the food of love, play on! -shakespeare"
i have no idea why i'm talking about all these stuffs. a
snll drifted away at 9:28 AM
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