I have been waiting for you my whole life... We've been through good and bad times, we've loved and hated. At last it's all worked out for the best and it's all worth it at the end. You're with me now and nothing else matters - I LOVE YOU, my college degree!!!
Today is the last day of college... and I couldn't be happier!!! I've survived college.. wOooohOooo!!! Hug me PLEASE!!!
I can't wait for graduation day!
Thursday, April 23, 2009
Wednesday, April 15, 2009
男人女人 - The man and the woman
We were at Dragonfly last Saturday (it is the only room at St. James that open till 6am) and since we were reluctant to leave after powerhouse turned on the lights, we decided to head over for some sappy *~Chinese~* music.
The moment we entered, we saw the Chinese male singers stripping on stage and that's when I realized - Sure, hiphop is cool and house music can be nice. But only in a Chinese club do sexy, sweating men expose their bodies to throngs of screaming chicks. June and I immediately sang along (yes, we know ALL the words) and started wolf-whistling (yes, it's acceptable for ladies to do that now) to the topless men on stage.
As Roy stared at me (with a rather mortified look on his face, I might add), wondering which ghost of a crazy Chinese woman had possessed me (that is his greatest fear, by the way - crazy Chinese women and their hissy fits), I turned to him with a wink, "Welcome to Singapore, baby. Now THIS is local culture." ;)
I never thought I'd see the day that he could turn any whiter or paler as he stood there mumbling about how all Chinese love songs sound exactly the same to him (I didn't bother to explain - after all, there were half-naked men on stage).
Then the band did "One Night In Beijing" - a Chinese rock song made popular in the 90's because of the high-pitched (female-like) yodeling in the chorus by the male singer, and I swear Roy almost fainted.
I admit I felt a little bad for him at that point, but truth be told - I was enjoying myself watching him freak out. That Brit could be taken down a peg or two, sometimes (I'm only adding this because I know you read my blog, hon).
Anyway, I heard this song that night and it's been stuck in my head till now (Shawn claims that the lyrics are bullcrap and they are made to sound nice to fool women, but no such man/love exists in reality). Here are the lyrics and translation of the song - you decide (and tell me that Shawn is grossly mistaken).
Woman sings:
爱爱爱爱了几回
I've loved so many times
也明白其中滋味
And realized
付出的从来不会等于收回
That what I give is never what I get
我却还在等待着谁能出现
Yet I keep waiting hopefully for the right one
Man sings:
伤伤伤伤了几回
I've been hurt so many times
也曾经为爱憔悴
And wounded by love
爱情里好人总比坏人狼狈
In love, a good man is always more distressed than the bad
我却还是学不会狠心对谁
Yet I just can't bring myself to be cruel
Woman sings:
男人男人多希望你是好人
Dear man, I hope you are a good man
多希望用你的真让我不必再心疼
I hope you will be true and not let me down
Man sings:
女人女人我答应做个好人
Dear woman, I promise to be a good man
我答应用我一生来换你的快乐一生
I promise I would to give my life in exchange for your happiness
Together:
不会再让我(你)心疼一等再等
I will not break your heart or let you wait too long
你就是我等的那个人
I am the one you've been looking for
男人男人
Dear man,
女人女人
Dear woman,
多么希望你是对的人
I really hope that this time you are the one.
The moment we entered, we saw the Chinese male singers stripping on stage and that's when I realized - Sure, hiphop is cool and house music can be nice. But only in a Chinese club do sexy, sweating men expose their bodies to throngs of screaming chicks. June and I immediately sang along (yes, we know ALL the words) and started wolf-whistling (yes, it's acceptable for ladies to do that now) to the topless men on stage.
As Roy stared at me (with a rather mortified look on his face, I might add), wondering which ghost of a crazy Chinese woman had possessed me (that is his greatest fear, by the way - crazy Chinese women and their hissy fits), I turned to him with a wink, "Welcome to Singapore, baby. Now THIS is local culture." ;)
I never thought I'd see the day that he could turn any whiter or paler as he stood there mumbling about how all Chinese love songs sound exactly the same to him (I didn't bother to explain - after all, there were half-naked men on stage).
Then the band did "One Night In Beijing" - a Chinese rock song made popular in the 90's because of the high-pitched (female-like) yodeling in the chorus by the male singer, and I swear Roy almost fainted.
"Oh no, Beijing opera? What kind of place is this?! Just because they add rock beats to it doesn't make it a rock song! And since when has it been acceptable to play Beijing opera music in a club?!", he exclaimed.
I admit I felt a little bad for him at that point, but truth be told - I was enjoying myself watching him freak out. That Brit could be taken down a peg or two, sometimes (I'm only adding this because I know you read my blog, hon).
Anyway, I heard this song that night and it's been stuck in my head till now (Shawn claims that the lyrics are bullcrap and they are made to sound nice to fool women, but no such man/love exists in reality). Here are the lyrics and translation of the song - you decide (and tell me that Shawn is grossly mistaken).
Woman sings:
爱爱爱爱了几回
I've loved so many times
也明白其中滋味
And realized
付出的从来不会等于收回
That what I give is never what I get
我却还在等待着谁能出现
Yet I keep waiting hopefully for the right one
Man sings:
伤伤伤伤了几回
I've been hurt so many times
也曾经为爱憔悴
And wounded by love
爱情里好人总比坏人狼狈
In love, a good man is always more distressed than the bad
我却还是学不会狠心对谁
Yet I just can't bring myself to be cruel
Woman sings:
男人男人多希望你是好人
Dear man, I hope you are a good man
多希望用你的真让我不必再心疼
I hope you will be true and not let me down
Man sings:
女人女人我答应做个好人
Dear woman, I promise to be a good man
我答应用我一生来换你的快乐一生
I promise I would to give my life in exchange for your happiness
Together:
不会再让我(你)心疼一等再等
I will not break your heart or let you wait too long
你就是我等的那个人
I am the one you've been looking for
男人男人
Dear man,
女人女人
Dear woman,
多么希望你是对的人
I really hope that this time you are the one.
Tuesday, April 14, 2009
Shii - Wii for women :P
Courtesy of AY and Edwin. I think they were trying to tell me something. Lol.
This might be offensive to some women, but stop being an uptight prude... it is hilarious!
This might be offensive to some women, but stop being an uptight prude... it is hilarious!
Monday, April 13, 2009
The virus that ate up my social life.
First this...
Then this.
Most of my life now takes place on facebook because I've been in bed all day, being sick. My laptop and facebook is my only solace.
Most of my life now takes place on facebook because I've been in bed all day, being sick. My laptop and facebook is my only solace.I am still reluctant to see a doctor - just swollen tonsils and a fever. I'm pretty sure I can overcome it. Just got to keep eating lozenges... ok, maybe a different brand.
Butter-flies
Edwin and Andrea are re-decorating, so we took a trip down to Ikea. They didn't see much that they liked so I decided to do my bit for the economy and splurge on some wall designs. Black floral print wall stickers was just what I needed (well, not really, but who can resist?). Yes, that is a mini-fridge in the corner. I keep my cocktails in my room and drink to jazz music alone at night, sometimes.
Here's the wall above my bed. I have the whole black-and-white theme going on in my room. And the shelves are a nice spot for the new aromatic scented candles I bought. Yes, I light up candles when I'm drinking in my room. Hence, between the soft jazz music and soft candle lights, I have effectively switched labels from a hardcore closet alcoholic to a softie closet romantic :)
The view from outside Butter Factory on a Friday night - I find it really beautiful.
It's amazing how beauty is relative - like suddenly how the exact same scene seems less breath-taking :P
Butter-flies.
(Ok, forget what I said about being a romantic and not an alcoholic. I forgot these pictures existed. Lol.)
Here's the wall above my bed. I have the whole black-and-white theme going on in my room. And the shelves are a nice spot for the new aromatic scented candles I bought. Yes, I light up candles when I'm drinking in my room. Hence, between the soft jazz music and soft candle lights, I have effectively switched labels from a hardcore closet alcoholic to a softie closet romantic :)
The view from outside Butter Factory on a Friday night - I find it really beautiful.
It's amazing how beauty is relative - like suddenly how the exact same scene seems less breath-taking :P
Butter-flies.(Ok, forget what I said about being a romantic and not an alcoholic. I forgot these pictures existed. Lol.)
Saturday, April 11, 2009
Cleopatra was the queen of De-Nile.
Why is it that the greatest nights are always followed by the worse mornings? As I crawl into bed at 9am, I couldn't help but think back about the night I had at Butter Factory with my friends.
As usual, the moment we walked into the club, the 4 of us got our drinks, dance a little then got distracted by all the beautiful people and lost each other in the crowd. Andrea got really caught up with an ABC, and the boys were somewhere around checking out the chicks, and I was left to my own devices, chatting with random strangers.
Finally after a night of frolicking we all piled back into the getaway car and drove home (I bumped into Nick who somehow got roped into the backseat with me, and held me while I puked... Well, it's nice to know that chivalry isn't dead).
Then in my drunken stupor, I overheard the boys talking and I realized that well... girls' talk is over-rated. Men talk ALOT more than we do. And seriously, us girls are seriously misunderstood about men - forget all those "he's really cute" and "does he like me?" fluff... men's talk are waaaay more profound and goal-oriented than that.
It's amazing how different girls talking about what men what... can be so different from men talking about what they really want.
Here's some stuff I picked up on (based on what they say, not what they really do):
Women: "He's my bestfriend, we're so close that he treats me like one of the boys and he loves me for that."
Men: "I have my boys for stuff that I can't do with my girlfriend. If I see her as one of the boys, that could be a serious problem for me."
Women: "As long as our sex is good, there is no need for him to cheat on me."
Men: "Sex is sex, and pussy is pussy - there's nothing a woman can do to keep a man from cheating. IF he is going to cheat, he will. If he won't, he won't."
Women: "The more I have sex with him, the less he will have sex with other women."
Men: "The more I have sex with her, the more I tend to get bored and want to try something new."
Women: "He'll love me for being emotionally and physically available."
Men: "Do you really want a guy to love you for that - availability?"
Women: "I want to know everything about my boyfriend and he wants to know everything about me. We are totally honest with each other."
Men: "All relationships are built on a certain extent of denial - sometimes you deny that your girlfriend is cheating, other times you deny that you're in a relationship."
As usual, the moment we walked into the club, the 4 of us got our drinks, dance a little then got distracted by all the beautiful people and lost each other in the crowd. Andrea got really caught up with an ABC, and the boys were somewhere around checking out the chicks, and I was left to my own devices, chatting with random strangers.
Finally after a night of frolicking we all piled back into the getaway car and drove home (I bumped into Nick who somehow got roped into the backseat with me, and held me while I puked... Well, it's nice to know that chivalry isn't dead).
Then in my drunken stupor, I overheard the boys talking and I realized that well... girls' talk is over-rated. Men talk ALOT more than we do. And seriously, us girls are seriously misunderstood about men - forget all those "he's really cute" and "does he like me?" fluff... men's talk are waaaay more profound and goal-oriented than that.
It's amazing how different girls talking about what men what... can be so different from men talking about what they really want.
Here's some stuff I picked up on (based on what they say, not what they really do):
P/S: I don't endorse these ideas and neither do my friends (well not all of these ideas) - they're just offering me some insights on what most men might feel.
Women: "He's my bestfriend, we're so close that he treats me like one of the boys and he loves me for that."
Men: "I have my boys for stuff that I can't do with my girlfriend. If I see her as one of the boys, that could be a serious problem for me."
Women: "As long as our sex is good, there is no need for him to cheat on me."
Men: "Sex is sex, and pussy is pussy - there's nothing a woman can do to keep a man from cheating. IF he is going to cheat, he will. If he won't, he won't."
Women: "The more I have sex with him, the less he will have sex with other women."
Men: "The more I have sex with her, the more I tend to get bored and want to try something new."
Women: "He'll love me for being emotionally and physically available."
Men: "Do you really want a guy to love you for that - availability?"
Women: "I want to know everything about my boyfriend and he wants to know everything about me. We are totally honest with each other."
Men: "All relationships are built on a certain extent of denial - sometimes you deny that your girlfriend is cheating, other times you deny that you're in a relationship."
Friday, April 10, 2009
My friend went to Europe, and all I got were these lousy chocolates.
After scattering his grandfather's ashes all over Europe, Jeremy finally returned to the land of perpetual sunshine. Having been away forever, he decided the one thing he had to do was to wake me up from my beauty sleep and ask me to go clubbing. Also, he needed to be filled in on the happenings of my past couple of weeks - aka Roy.
bree says (4:07 PM):
i really like this guy
and he's smart and funny
he speaks spanish, italian, french, and chinese.
Jeremy says (4:07 PM):
cunning linguist.
Me likey! Very very much :) It's amazing that after all that's been said back and forth between me, my friends, and perhaps even Roy - Jeremy summed up what everyone was pondering upon - was there a direct link between intelligence and sexual attraction?
Is smart the new sexy? Edwin seems to agree, he seeks out smart women (who are hot as well).
Also, on this issue, Clara brought up the theory of procreation - men seek women more likely (able) to procreate: dark shiny hair, rosy cheeks, big dilated pupils, red lips, all signs of being healthy; while women seek men who are able to provide stability in procreation - financial stability, emotional stability, which all point to maturity and intelligence.
If that theory is in fact true, then men are still superficial, men are still visual creatures who go for looks, men still don't really care for intelligence, and most importantly - men are still men. Where then, does intelligence come into the picture?
On the bright side, (still holding true to that theory) women are moving past materialism to increase their list to include intelligence and maturity. If men are still men, then women are still women (with higher standards now).
Therefore, as a woman, I agree - smart IS the new sexy. But for most of the men out there, perhaps smart just smart and sexy is still very sexy.
P/S: Welcome home, Jeremy. You're really smart & someday you'll be sexy too, kiddo :P
bree says (4:07 PM):
i really like this guy
and he's smart and funny
he speaks spanish, italian, french, and chinese.
Jeremy says (4:07 PM):
cunning linguist.
Me likey! Very very much :) It's amazing that after all that's been said back and forth between me, my friends, and perhaps even Roy - Jeremy summed up what everyone was pondering upon - was there a direct link between intelligence and sexual attraction?
Is smart the new sexy? Edwin seems to agree, he seeks out smart women (who are hot as well).
Also, on this issue, Clara brought up the theory of procreation - men seek women more likely (able) to procreate: dark shiny hair, rosy cheeks, big dilated pupils, red lips, all signs of being healthy; while women seek men who are able to provide stability in procreation - financial stability, emotional stability, which all point to maturity and intelligence.
If that theory is in fact true, then men are still superficial, men are still visual creatures who go for looks, men still don't really care for intelligence, and most importantly - men are still men. Where then, does intelligence come into the picture?
On the bright side, (still holding true to that theory) women are moving past materialism to increase their list to include intelligence and maturity. If men are still men, then women are still women (with higher standards now).
Therefore, as a woman, I agree - smart IS the new sexy. But for most of the men out there, perhaps smart just smart and sexy is still very sexy.
P/S: Welcome home, Jeremy. You're really smart & someday you'll be sexy too, kiddo :P
Wednesday, April 8, 2009
Rebels
Last weekend @ Rebel where after a couple of drinks, we unleashed our true emotions - meet Lust, Anger, Confusion, Depression. If you know us personally, you'll know what I mean =)
Non-Fatal Attraction
Normally I don't change names to protect no one's identity... but in this case, I feel it might be necessary. PP was telling me about this new girl he has been dating and was really into... Apparently, he was just really into her, but had never been INTO her =)
PP says (7:33 PM):
its real nice with her and i feel she can make me good
bree says (7:33 PM):
then go for it! it's rare to find someone u really like n likes u too
PP says (7:34 PM):
thing is.... there's no sexual angle to her
bree says (7:35 PM):
why not? not the sexual kind?
PP says (7:47 PM):
as in... you don't have to be the sexual kind
but most girls....you can see a sexual angle in them
like...i can see a sexual angle in you
but my girl....no
bree says (7:52 PM):
she's not very sexual i think
haha but then neither am i
PP says (7:52 PM):
its not about that
its sexual angle
bree says (7:53 PM):
what do you mean by a sexual angle
PP says (7:53 PM):
its like when a guy looks at a girl....and sees an angle in her
bree says (7:53 PM):
i've always been sexually attracted to men i love
i dont understand how you can really like someone and not be attracted to them
PP says (7:53 PM):
k....forget it
my theories are lost on you
like someone....attracted to someone doesn't always mean you wanna fuck them
sad but true
Sad, I agree. But... true? It is possible to be attracted to someone and really like them - but not be sexually attracted to the person? And I'm not talking platonic love, or parental love, but like in a "she's my girlfriend", "we're dating, and I really like her" kind of way.
As much as I'd hate to admit, most attractions (opposite sex) are propelled by sexual desires - looks, figure, pheromones, viagra. That is why women buy sexy lingerie, and men buy cologne endorsed by sexy male models.
At the risk of sounding superficial with all these Freudian theories finding their way onto my blog, I must say I do believe in true love. And in true love, perhaps there isn't room for sexual desires. It's love-making of a purer, deeper connection.
Then, is the physical act of love THAT important? Could we love emotionally, spiritually and just not physically? Or is love so evasive and abstract that modern men (and women) have evolved to seek the physical act of love-making as a validation of the existance of love?
After all...
bree says (8:08 PM):
many married couples don't have sex
Roy says (8:09 PM):
then it's companionship
Sad... but true?
PP says (7:33 PM):
its real nice with her and i feel she can make me good
bree says (7:33 PM):
then go for it! it's rare to find someone u really like n likes u too
PP says (7:34 PM):
thing is.... there's no sexual angle to her
bree says (7:35 PM):
why not? not the sexual kind?
PP says (7:47 PM):
as in... you don't have to be the sexual kind
but most girls....you can see a sexual angle in them
like...i can see a sexual angle in you
but my girl....no
bree says (7:52 PM):
she's not very sexual i think
haha but then neither am i
PP says (7:52 PM):
its not about that
its sexual angle
bree says (7:53 PM):
what do you mean by a sexual angle
PP says (7:53 PM):
its like when a guy looks at a girl....and sees an angle in her
bree says (7:53 PM):
i've always been sexually attracted to men i love
i dont understand how you can really like someone and not be attracted to them
PP says (7:53 PM):
k....forget it
my theories are lost on you
like someone....attracted to someone doesn't always mean you wanna fuck them
sad but true
Sad, I agree. But... true? It is possible to be attracted to someone and really like them - but not be sexually attracted to the person? And I'm not talking platonic love, or parental love, but like in a "she's my girlfriend", "we're dating, and I really like her" kind of way.
As much as I'd hate to admit, most attractions (opposite sex) are propelled by sexual desires - looks, figure, pheromones, viagra. That is why women buy sexy lingerie, and men buy cologne endorsed by sexy male models.
At the risk of sounding superficial with all these Freudian theories finding their way onto my blog, I must say I do believe in true love. And in true love, perhaps there isn't room for sexual desires. It's love-making of a purer, deeper connection.
Then, is the physical act of love THAT important? Could we love emotionally, spiritually and just not physically? Or is love so evasive and abstract that modern men (and women) have evolved to seek the physical act of love-making as a validation of the existance of love?
After all...
bree says (8:08 PM):
many married couples don't have sex
Roy says (8:09 PM):
then it's companionship
Sad... but true?
Wednesday, April 1, 2009
Addicted to facebook
I decided to drag Andrew down to school with me so that I can make him study for his financial advisor (prudential) exam while I do my work.
Apparently Edwin came up with a plan to ignore him till he passes his exam, but then all Andrew does is stay at home and watch TV.
So I picked him up on my way to school today and brought him to school with me.
Andrew is beside me now in the school library... we've been here for 2 hours. So far, he's sent 8 comments to me on facebook and countless messages on MSN.
.........sigh, I give up.
Apparently Edwin came up with a plan to ignore him till he passes his exam, but then all Andrew does is stay at home and watch TV.
So I picked him up on my way to school today and brought him to school with me.
Andrew is beside me now in the school library... we've been here for 2 hours. So far, he's sent 8 comments to me on facebook and countless messages on MSN.
.........sigh, I give up.
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