Oh, I just need to lament at some things. Simply for the sake of lamenting… There are certain things that I had hope I would accomplish in my lifetime which, I realize, I would never ever get to do…
Oh! Barely into my twenties and I’m living a life of regrets already!
Woe! Woe!
That, was called a dramatic moment.
For one, though MOE would have paid for it, though it would have frozen my CAP, though it would have been 6 months of great fun, no work and life enriching experience… By some strange twist of fate and circumstances, as I’m looking at the last year of undergraduate studies and having some people rub their jubilance at my sore spot, I bemoan the fact that I’ll never, ever in my life go on student exchange.
*boo hoo hoo*
Sadistically, I went to check out the list of ppl who have been allocated places next year, and what do I see? So many familiar names from the elit cohort… *whimpers*
Then, there’s my received dream from childhood that I’ll marry the first guy I date. I say received coz it’s something my mom inculcated in me (the cynical part of me says “brainwashed”!)… See, my parents were each other’s first loves. And they’ve been together for 23 years, relatively happily. Add the fact that they were primary school classmates. Then when the government relocated their (same) “kampong”, they lived in blocks opposite each other. I mean seriously, is it a provincial fantasy or what?
Oh anyway, of the two kids in the family, yours truly is the black sheep coz mommy’s beloved tyrant is still holding out for his pure, domesticated, long haired, doe eyed, gentle, non-opinionated, NEVER HAD A BOYFRIEND one true love. *ugh*
While I’m griping, let me add on to the third thing I’ll never be. I’ll never be my brother’s, my surrogate brother’s, my mom’s idea of a perfect girl/daughter. Noticeably, I left out my dad coz other than the fact that I’m of the wrong sex, I think my dad likes me just fine. The above mentioned three people in my life, whom I hold dear, have this extremely archaic notion that 女子无才必是德. For the ethnically non-Chinese or the linguistically non-Chinese or the softwarely non-Chinese, that line of gibberish roughly translates to: a woman without talent is virtuous. I’m not blowing my trumpet/horn/tuba that I’m super talented. But by the fact that I challenge those two muscularly overcompensated brains, I am not virtuous.
WTF???
Why is it that in this day and age, I am still surrounded by men whose ideal female can be found in the school for the intellectually disable? No offense to the intellectually challenged but equipped with a low IQ and practical life skills like cooking and doing housework they actually make good wives! Wait… I forgot to add in the other criteria! I’m sure you can guess…Yes! Cute face and hot body!
Such cavemen!
Oh! Oh! Oh!
Buay tahan.
Tak boleh tahan.
Cannot take it lah!
To top of this highly SDU-ic post, here’s an extract from a conversation with Strongman.
and hey, dun go ard tellin peeps u wanna get married at 25!! some guys may be scared off
haha... i dun care
if they're gonna be scared off, even better
haha
less trouble for me
hee
hahaha...
coz if u get hitched, and the guy already knows u wanna get married at 25, he'll feel damn stressed lehz hahahahahahaha
i dun care
he better be prepared before he come and disturb me
hahahhaa
Hahaha!
Feel so much better after the mini-bitch session...
Oh! Barely into my twenties and I’m living a life of regrets already!
Woe! Woe!
That, was called a dramatic moment.
For one, though MOE would have paid for it, though it would have frozen my CAP, though it would have been 6 months of great fun, no work and life enriching experience… By some strange twist of fate and circumstances, as I’m looking at the last year of undergraduate studies and having some people rub their jubilance at my sore spot, I bemoan the fact that I’ll never, ever in my life go on student exchange.
*boo hoo hoo*
Sadistically, I went to check out the list of ppl who have been allocated places next year, and what do I see? So many familiar names from the elit cohort… *whimpers*
Then, there’s my received dream from childhood that I’ll marry the first guy I date. I say received coz it’s something my mom inculcated in me (the cynical part of me says “brainwashed”!)… See, my parents were each other’s first loves. And they’ve been together for 23 years, relatively happily. Add the fact that they were primary school classmates. Then when the government relocated their (same) “kampong”, they lived in blocks opposite each other. I mean seriously, is it a provincial fantasy or what?
Oh anyway, of the two kids in the family, yours truly is the black sheep coz mommy’s beloved tyrant is still holding out for his pure, domesticated, long haired, doe eyed, gentle, non-opinionated, NEVER HAD A BOYFRIEND one true love. *ugh*
While I’m griping, let me add on to the third thing I’ll never be. I’ll never be my brother’s, my surrogate brother’s, my mom’s idea of a perfect girl/daughter. Noticeably, I left out my dad coz other than the fact that I’m of the wrong sex, I think my dad likes me just fine. The above mentioned three people in my life, whom I hold dear, have this extremely archaic notion that 女子无才必是德. For the ethnically non-Chinese or the linguistically non-Chinese or the softwarely non-Chinese, that line of gibberish roughly translates to: a woman without talent is virtuous. I’m not blowing my trumpet/horn/tuba that I’m super talented. But by the fact that I challenge those two muscularly overcompensated brains, I am not virtuous.
WTF???
Why is it that in this day and age, I am still surrounded by men whose ideal female can be found in the school for the intellectually disable? No offense to the intellectually challenged but equipped with a low IQ and practical life skills like cooking and doing housework they actually make good wives! Wait… I forgot to add in the other criteria! I’m sure you can guess…Yes! Cute face and hot body!
Such cavemen!
Oh! Oh! Oh!
Buay tahan.
Tak boleh tahan.
Cannot take it lah!
To top of this highly SDU-ic post, here’s an extract from a conversation with Strongman.
and hey, dun go ard tellin peeps u wanna get married at 25!! some guys may be scared off
haha... i dun care
if they're gonna be scared off, even better
haha
less trouble for me
hee
hahaha...
coz if u get hitched, and the guy already knows u wanna get married at 25, he'll feel damn stressed lehz hahahahahahaha
i dun care
he better be prepared before he come and disturb me
hahahhaa
Hahaha!
Feel so much better after the mini-bitch session...
cLoUd DriFteD bY @ Sunday, April 24, 2005 |
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