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Pffft..Ode To Singledom

It took me such a long time to finally understand the merits of singledom.

Before I came here my mum aunts etc kept asking me too ‘look out for good guys’ lol I don’t know why they are so kancheong…I am not even 20 yet afterall. So anyway…of course that was quite programmed in my mind..I mean, new place, new people…something could indeed happen. And when nothing did, of course there was the frusfration and the helplessness and the embarassment. And in an ironic twist, it took me the observation of an ex and his girlfriend to finally, FINALLY understand that being in a relationship isn’t all it’s hyped up to be, when in my mind being in a relationship is the best and I always lamented about singledom even when my coupled friends tell me that if they could choose they would want to be single now.

When I see how he treats her sometimes I get quite upset…she is such a good girl and deserves so much more…so many people think so. It hurts me to see her apologizing for things that are not her fault, or always being so forgiving, or always acting different in front of us and in front of him. Sigh it is none of my concern and I’m sorry for being kaypo, but she is my close friend and I just do not enjoy looking at her upset because of him.

Seriously though, I ask myself how the hell did I ever like/love him whenever he treats her crappily. Could it have been the looks? Now I feel that he was so vain and way too proud of the looks. Could it have been the wisecracks? They just sound annoying and discriminating now. I reckon I finally can see him for who he is now that I’m not blinded too…but maybe I’m too biased now too. Sigh…who needs a boyfriend anyway..sure it’s sweet and aww and I love you baby and kissing is fun and so is making out but I reckon trading that for freedom and going out with whoever I want and doing whatever I want and not need to report to anyone is awesome too. One thing crappy about being single is feeling like the fifth wheel whenever you are with your coupled friends though.

Anyway, these are just my thoughts that I very foolishly published to the whole freaking world wtf. So sorry if I’ve offended anyone


He Is Not My Type

really.

really.

REALLY.

Now he is

and so is he

But still, refer to first 3 lines, Miss Ng and Miss Koo =P


A Story

Once upon a time there were two friends named Charlotte and Karen. They were so close that they treated each other like sisters, and they even lived together.

Charlotte and Orson were in a relationship before but they have since broken up due to ‘irreconcileable differences’- to quote celebrities.

When all 3 of them ended up in the same university, it seemed to Charlotte that it was weird to be at the same place with her ex-boyfriend again, but they managed. And pretty soon they were like normal friends again. Also, Charlotte was glad that at least she ended up in the same place as most of her other college mates.

When Karen and another housemate started acting weird and secretive, Charlotte felt left-out and dismissed it as a figment of her overactive imagination, but a sequence of events followed and Charlotte accidentally found out that Karen liked Orson and vice versa. Also, Orson had asked Karen to be his girlfriend. Charlotte was in shock…she looked shell-shocked which prompted Karen to ask her whether she was okay and whether she wanted to talk about anything. But Charlotte only replied  mechanically that she was fine, all the while thinking to herself ‘I have to act strong and not break down’. Then, Karen said ‘I have something to tell you’ but Charlotte said ‘It’s ok I know I know and quickly left the room’. She then called a friend who said that he would come over. When Karen went to Charlotte’s room to ask her whether she was going out Charlotte said yes and as Karen was approaching Charlotte, Charlotte sub-consciously backed away- she couldn’t face Karen. Not that she still had any feelings left for Orson- that chapter in her life already had a closure, nor was she angry at Karen. But, to Charlotte, Orson could date any girl in the world and she wouldn’t really care (she might jokingly bitch about it with her girlfriends, but it was no big deal), but why one of her bestfriends? She felt betrayed. Utterly and completely betrayed.

When Charlotte’s friend came over. she left with him and went for a walked. She cried, he consoled her; she cursed, he placated her; she talked, he listened. And he made her feel much better. Without talking to him, Charlotte would have ended up as a mess. When Charlotte went back home, she found out that the other housemate was waiting for her and ended up falling asleep on the couch. Karen was sitting at the stairs, looking like she just cried. With false bravado, Charlotte asked the other housemate to go and sleep and told Karen that she was ok and that she needed to get her assignment done. She then escaped to the safe confines of her room and broke down.

The following day, Charlotte found out that while Orson and her were together, Karen had liked him all along. She never showed it and Charlotte never knew until then. Charlotte’s friend Hamish said ‘She never showed her real feelings last time cos she cares for you as a friend, and now it’s your turn to extend the same courtesy to her’ With that in mind, Charlotte talked to Karen and told her that she wasn’t angry at all, and didn’t mean to hurt her. She was just shocked. When Karen replied that she had told Orson a few minutes ago that she was calling it off, Charlotte was quiet. Karen said she didn’t want to be the person who ruined her relationship with Charlotte, and Charlotte’s relationship with Orson. When she asked Karen whether she did in fact still like Orson and Karen said yes, Charlotte surprised herself by saying ‘go for it’ and that she would try her best to be happy for her as she knew how important this was to her. Karen had always said ‘I want a boyfriend I want a boyfriend’. When Charlotte asked whether the reason she told Orson no was because of her, Karen said no, it was that she wasn’t prepared to be in a relationship. With that, and a lot of tears, both girls hugged and all was well again.

Or so Charlotte thought.

The next day when she met Karen in uni, Karen seemed sad but when prompted she said that she was okay. Charlotte then received a text message (I know this story started with ‘once upon a time’ but let’s assume that they texted that time’ from Orson asking where she was and that he wanted to talk to her. When Orson came over, Charlotte told him that she was shocked. But Orson said that she overreacted when she found out and made Karen cry, to which Charlotte replied ‘And I didn’t??’ Charlotte felt that she just needed time to accept the situation. Takkan when she first found out about this she would be happy and laugh and congratulate the both of them?She told him that she didn’t love him anymore and that he could date anyone at all but why did it have to be her best friend? He then incredulously asked ‘Why not???? It wasn’t me who chose’. What then? God??  When Charlotte tried to come up with an analogy Orson said ‘If I was dating my best friend’s ex-girlfriend I’m sure he would be happy for me’ WTF. Dream On. Charlotte thought ‘Why did I ever love this guy? He’s such an insensitive jerk. Anyone else could understand how I feel but why not you’ Charlotte told Orson that at first she was shock but after that she had indeed told Karen that if she liked Orson she should go for it and Charlotte would try to be happy for her. To which Orson replied ‘Don’t you think it’s too late now?’ Charlotte said  ‘Go ask her again’ and walked away. She broked down in front of her other friends who said that Orson was not worth it to cry over. But the thing is, Charlotte didn’t cry over Orson, she cried because she was frusfrated that Orson couldn’t see where she was coming from and that he made it sound as though the reason he was not together with Karen was all Charlotte’s fault. As if he was very tactful about it. As if he wasn’t wrong at all. As if he could come between 2 good friends. As if it wasn’t his doing that strained a perfectly good friendship.

When Charlotte went back home and checked out Karen’s blog (again, assume that people from ‘once upon a time’ had computers and blogs), she found out that she is still very hurt about the whole matter. On her blog, Karen said that she had hurt both Orson and Charlotte. But she herself was also hurt. She had thought that she was strong enough to get over it, but now she wonders how long it would take to heal. When Charlotte saw the words ‘I tell myself, you have given up on him for her, so just follow whatever you have chosen’, she cannot take it anymore. So Karen has been faking that she was okay while she was shattered inside.

Charlotte makes up her mind. She shall talk to Karen again later. And tell her to accept Orson because even though she would be weirded out by it, the friendship between Charlotte and Karen was very important to Charlotte and she wanted to see Karen happy. Even if it might hurt herself.

This story doesn’t have a closure yet



I Am Indeed Lucky

I think…I have awesome luck =D Not in the 4D-Toto kinda way but in many other different ways =)

I remember during SPM my Mandarin was undeniably awful and I’d be glad just to scrap an A2 for it. So it was a real surprise when the results were announced. I got my A2 alright, but everyone else whose Mandarin was tons better than mine…as in they represented the school in debating, public speaking and got 90+ in school exams got A2 too. Surely their A2 was a high A2 and mine was one bordering B but yup, an A2’s an A2’s an A2 =D.

A recent case would be all 4 Aussie bound vet science students got approved to go to UQ even though some definitely qualified for say, UniMelb. And yes, I was the worse among the 4 haha. And we all ended up in the same place lol.

Okayy this sounds really lame but yes I do think that I am lucky. Hmm or maybe I’m just justifying my not as awesome achievements compared to my peers. The moral of the story is that we should chillex and not stress ourselves out…or something like that. Cos I was talking to Mum that day about how fellow Ausmat 19-nians study and she said that she knew for sure I’d never study like that cos I’m the happy-go-lucky type that never ‘pia’s, which is true. But I just retorted that they studied like hell, never go out to have lame fun, never eat good stuff etcetc and sure, their results were better than mine but not by like a significant or drastic difference anyway.

Mann I am indeed one of those ‘I Don’t Give A Shit’ kinda person. Sometimes. I did care a whole deal about not going to India haha. Hmm

Now if only my luck would extend to me meeting awesome-hot yet not vain-single but not gay-smart ass but not proud-totally interested in me-guys. This sound weird, but Mum did indeed ask me to ‘look out for nice guys in Uni’. I kid you not. When did I suddenly grow up so much that she feels it’s Ok to ask me to check out potential boyfriends? Haha because I remember not too long ago (read: Form 1) that she forbid me from dating or something like that.

I have an honest, open, we-are-kinda-like-friends relationship with my Mum. I’m lucky like that too.


The Clueless Girl’s Guide To Men

Based on my extensive experience with men (ok, I’m lying), here is a list of things men do that we might find weird/ funny/ disgusting. Men in the context of people we’d potentially date, our boyfriends etc and not men as in dads, brothers etc cos it’d be really scary like that

1. Men watch porn. It’s a universal truth. The frequency that they do it is scary. But what’s even scarier is that if they don’t watch porn something is obviously very wrong.

2. The generalised image of women that men find attractive are (for Asians, at least): long hair, big eyes. fair skin, big boobs, acceptable waist-to-hips ratio, long legs. And yes, if all men had their way then everyone of us will become clones of Malibu barbie…the Asian version anyway (Langkawi/ Sentosa Barbie with sunblock? Lol).

3. Men are surprisingly very self-confident. While we may stress about bad-hair-days, ‘Honey, does this dress make me fat?’, non-conformist figures, jiggly arms, slight tummy etc, men don’t. To them, they look awesome. More awesome than awesome in fact. More like super-total-yummylicious-nice booty-I have six packs-I look like a model-I’m hotter than Chace Crawford, George Clooney, Brad Pitt, Edward Cullen, Orlando Bloom combined. Yes, even if they are overweight, have six-combined-to-one packs and disgusting yellow teeth.

4. Although women are supposedly liberated now, due to feminism and all that and we’re considered as equals to men in the workforce etc, men still expect women to take care of them. As in like cook for them, clean after them, be their ‘whores in the bedroom, chef in the kitchen and maid everywhere else’. Oh yes, remember how they say that the way to a man’s heart is through his stomach? So true.

5. Men don’t like to be discribed as ‘cute’ even though that’s how we always describe guys whom we think are good-looking when we’re with our girlfriends. It’s apparently offensive and connotes that he is still a small boy instead of a manly-man. And yes, nobody hates being labelled as ‘handsome’.

6. Men don’t have heart-to-hearts like girls do. They generally talk crap then touch on an statement like ‘I don’t think she’s right for me’ then revert back to crap. Women, on the other hand, dissect every sentence the boyfriend said on the phone the previous night when he called for a break-up.

7. There are already women F3 drivers but to men, women will always be bad drivers. Oh and we have bad sense of direction too it seems.

8. 90% of guys prefer no hair down there (CLEO September 08). Nuff said.

9. If men get quiet, it doesn’t neccessarily mean they are upset or they have a lot on their mind. Chances are there’s nothing on it.

10. Although we assume that all men like sports, as in even if the closest they get to playing sports in watching ESPN, that’s not generally true. Some men, like most women, don’t understand the purpose of 22 men chasing after a ball (I do! I do!)

We generally accept the quirks of men, just like how they accept our shoe fetishes and shopping addiction. Some women marry their first boyfriend while others treat men like toys and change boyfriends faster than they change clothes (lol I don’t personally know anyone like that hehe) but at some point in our lives, every straight woman will attest that a golden retriever puppy or a box of Belgium chocolates can’t replace men.

Disclaimer: this post isn’t meant to offend anyone from the male species, it is meant to amuse and enlighten..haha I’m just crapping