1am
Hurricane
Pouring rain
Heavy wind
Power outages
Fallen trees
Flooded streets
People hurt
...that I'm relieved to know you're not out there.
Cuz I'd be extremely worried if you were.
(Well...on second thought...I guess...I still worry.)
Tuesday, October 30, 2012
Sunday, October 28, 2012
Flashback #73209824
Had lunch with a few friends today......
At a place that I really didn't want to go to.
I once had dinner with someone at this place. It was sort of a special day, and the person I was with was very happy that I could be there.
Just when our food had arrived that night, I got a horrible call on my phone......
We never finished the dinner.
And I abandoned someone very important to me.
To this day, I still do not understand where things went wrong.
I asked. You approved.
You can't blame me for something I didn't know.
Perhaps this was what gave it away.
Perhaps this was the beginning of my nightmare.
HOCC - AWAKENING (Sep 13, 2012)
It was way back in July when I found out I would be in HK at the same time as the third re-run of Awakening. Despite that rare coincidence, I never seriously considered buying tickets to watch the show, because I knew I could never fully enjoy it. If I sat there to watch it, a part of me would be elsewhere from beginning to end. It's probably just better if I didn't have to go through that.
A week before the show, the limited edition figures were announced. Half jokingly and half seriously, I re-posted the pictures and said that maybe there's still tickets available.
That was my "mistake". Because of that post, someone offered to buy me tickets to the show and watch it with me. Due to the identity of this person, I really had no choice but to accept. So, right away, that night, tickets were bought for September 13, 2012.
So...the show......
Audience
As expected for any hocc related event, most of the audience was female. From the moment I walked into the venue, I noticed that. There were pairs of girls and groups of girls, but very few boys or boy/girl couples. You can't help but notice these things, especially at a hocc event, and especially when you're me. But I wonder if my companion for the night noticed this. And if so, what did she think?
Souvenirs
They did not let people in until about 15min before the show. Everyone rushed in and headed straight for the souvenirs line-up. Luckily, I was about second or third in line. I had planned to get the book, because it was relatively inexpensive and worthwhile as a souvenir. The price of the figure was never revealed, so I was a little hesitant when I found out it was $780HKD. I knew it'd be expensive, but didn't expect that. In the end, I decided to get it. After all, what are the chances I'll get to buy another limited edition sold-on-site-only item? Thankfully, my companion bought one two and was willing to pick it up for me.
Goo Family
I saw a lot of "familiar" faces while getting my souvenirs. Although I had never met any of the fans in HK, I recognized a few of the helpers/volunteers from the pictures I saw on the forum way back then. The forum is rather silent now, but it looks like a lot of the original people are still around. Aside from that, there were fans chatting with Goodea. Goomo was working hard supervising the souvenir sales. During the process, I spoke to her about the figure. We had asked the salespeople a question and Goomo came back to us with an answer. She was very polite and very helpful.
Seats
The tickets we got were great. It was about the 10th row, slightly towards the right hand side. It was pretty close to the stage. I think it was perfect, because if you were any closer it'd be hard to see the back of the stage. Worth $480HKD? In my opinion, absolutely! In TO, you probably can't even buy tickets for the cheapest seats at that price. And, of course, seeing hocc perform from the 10th row is priceless!
Language
I came to this show knowing full well that the cast was made up of both HK and Taiwan actresses and that it was going to be a combination of Cantonese and Mandarin. But I didn't expect 90% of it to be in Mandarin and I didn't expect the dialogue to be so fast. Thankfully, there were two screens beside the stage that had subtitles. Unfortunately, the dialogue was so fast that you really couldn't follow the subtitles, and trying to follow it meant you couldn't see what was going on on the stage. Catch 22.
Entrance
Just like the first time I saw hocc, her entrance onto the stage was somewhat mesmerizing. For whatever reason, to me, she has a certain "aura" whenever she walks onto the stage, simply a very grand feeling. I can still remember how she came on stage when I saw her perform back in 2004: the back wall of the stage revolved and she came out while singing. This time around, she came through the big doors at the back of the stage surrounded by drifting snow. Grand, but peaceful at the same time.
Content
I guess one of the unique points of this show was that there were no male actors. But I didn't expect it to be sort of a PG show. Surprisingly, there was some foul language in there and there were quite a few sexual jokes and body language thrown in. In fact, they even threw Goodea into the pictures. I must admit I didn't fully follow or understand the show. I guess, throughout the show, my mind was half elsewhere, and not knowing the original story that this was based on was also a set back. The first half was hard to follow, but the second half a lot easier. Because of this, it wouldn't be fair for me to judge the storyline or acting. That doesn't matter much anyway, considering this is just a 'record' of things for me.
Music
This was the first live show that I watched in a while. Once again, I was reminded how amazing live shows are. After following hocc's music for over 10 years, to this day, every time I watch her sing on stage I still can't help but think to myself what a great singer/performer she is. This show was no exception. Her singing was amazing, as always. Perhaps when you're watching it live and can see her body language, it's just that much more emotional and that much more touching. Too bad there weren't more songs. In fact, one of the tracks on the album was not sung, only played during a scene change. I guess the closing song was the most memorable to me. She was singing in the snow. At that point, the story had ended and she was singing like she would at a concert. I guess a part of me would still rather watch her in concert.
People
There were two celebrities in the audience that night. One was a famous Mainland actress who came all the way from Beijing. Unfortunately, I don't know who she is. The other was Gigi Leung and her Spanish husband. I wonder what it was like to watch a show in a language you don't understand. In terms of the performers (other than hocc), I was looking forward to seeing two people: 趙逸嵐 and 韋羅莎. Having seen 趙逸嵐 in one or two movies, I was a little surprised that she was chosen to be part of this show. But when I actually saw the show and her role, it all made sense. I was really looking forward to see 韋羅莎 on stage. In the past, I've seen lots of clips of her stage performances on youtube and she's always been great. Unfortunately, she was not part of this round of performances. But knowing what role she would have played, I think she would have been perfect for that role.
Post-Show
What was my reaction after the show? I wish I could go and read the book and watch it again. That probably would really help in understanding the show and make it a lot easier to follow. Unfortunately, it would take me forever to read the book, and the chance of me being able to watch the show again is pretty much zero. It took years and years for hocc to perform in TO. What are the chances that the show would come to TO? Zero. As for my companion for the night, she said she would watch it again too if there was the chance.
So what do I take away from watching the show? I guess I've learned to appreciate the album much more. I now know the context of all the songs and can picture it happening on stage. I've listened to the album a million times more ever since watching the show. (As if I didn't listen to it enough before.) Perhaps I never fully took the time and effort to understand it before. But it definitely makes a lot more sense now. Some music you'll like the first time you hear it, but those usually don't last long. Then there are others that take time to sink in and take effort to understand and feel. But once you do, it'll always sound good. And this is definitely this kind.
Despite the 'excitement' of watching the show, something was still missing. I'm grateful for the person who bought tickets for me and went with me, but she just wasn't the right person. Throughout the show, somewhere inside, a part of me was still a little suspicious about it all. What goes on when I'm not around? I just don't know. She also does not appreciate what hocc is about.
In the end, throughout the show, my mind was partly elsewhere, thinking about something else, thinking about someone else. In my mind and heart, a hocc show is never complete without my partner in crime.
Perhaps...some day...maybe......
Audience
As expected for any hocc related event, most of the audience was female. From the moment I walked into the venue, I noticed that. There were pairs of girls and groups of girls, but very few boys or boy/girl couples. You can't help but notice these things, especially at a hocc event, and especially when you're me. But I wonder if my companion for the night noticed this. And if so, what did she think?
Souvenirs
They did not let people in until about 15min before the show. Everyone rushed in and headed straight for the souvenirs line-up. Luckily, I was about second or third in line. I had planned to get the book, because it was relatively inexpensive and worthwhile as a souvenir. The price of the figure was never revealed, so I was a little hesitant when I found out it was $780HKD. I knew it'd be expensive, but didn't expect that. In the end, I decided to get it. After all, what are the chances I'll get to buy another limited edition sold-on-site-only item? Thankfully, my companion bought one two and was willing to pick it up for me.
Goo Family
I saw a lot of "familiar" faces while getting my souvenirs. Although I had never met any of the fans in HK, I recognized a few of the helpers/volunteers from the pictures I saw on the forum way back then. The forum is rather silent now, but it looks like a lot of the original people are still around. Aside from that, there were fans chatting with Goodea. Goomo was working hard supervising the souvenir sales. During the process, I spoke to her about the figure. We had asked the salespeople a question and Goomo came back to us with an answer. She was very polite and very helpful.
The tickets we got were great. It was about the 10th row, slightly towards the right hand side. It was pretty close to the stage. I think it was perfect, because if you were any closer it'd be hard to see the back of the stage. Worth $480HKD? In my opinion, absolutely! In TO, you probably can't even buy tickets for the cheapest seats at that price. And, of course, seeing hocc perform from the 10th row is priceless!
Language
I came to this show knowing full well that the cast was made up of both HK and Taiwan actresses and that it was going to be a combination of Cantonese and Mandarin. But I didn't expect 90% of it to be in Mandarin and I didn't expect the dialogue to be so fast. Thankfully, there were two screens beside the stage that had subtitles. Unfortunately, the dialogue was so fast that you really couldn't follow the subtitles, and trying to follow it meant you couldn't see what was going on on the stage. Catch 22.
Entrance
Just like the first time I saw hocc, her entrance onto the stage was somewhat mesmerizing. For whatever reason, to me, she has a certain "aura" whenever she walks onto the stage, simply a very grand feeling. I can still remember how she came on stage when I saw her perform back in 2004: the back wall of the stage revolved and she came out while singing. This time around, she came through the big doors at the back of the stage surrounded by drifting snow. Grand, but peaceful at the same time.
Content
I guess one of the unique points of this show was that there were no male actors. But I didn't expect it to be sort of a PG show. Surprisingly, there was some foul language in there and there were quite a few sexual jokes and body language thrown in. In fact, they even threw Goodea into the pictures. I must admit I didn't fully follow or understand the show. I guess, throughout the show, my mind was half elsewhere, and not knowing the original story that this was based on was also a set back. The first half was hard to follow, but the second half a lot easier. Because of this, it wouldn't be fair for me to judge the storyline or acting. That doesn't matter much anyway, considering this is just a 'record' of things for me.
Music
This was the first live show that I watched in a while. Once again, I was reminded how amazing live shows are. After following hocc's music for over 10 years, to this day, every time I watch her sing on stage I still can't help but think to myself what a great singer/performer she is. This show was no exception. Her singing was amazing, as always. Perhaps when you're watching it live and can see her body language, it's just that much more emotional and that much more touching. Too bad there weren't more songs. In fact, one of the tracks on the album was not sung, only played during a scene change. I guess the closing song was the most memorable to me. She was singing in the snow. At that point, the story had ended and she was singing like she would at a concert. I guess a part of me would still rather watch her in concert.
People
There were two celebrities in the audience that night. One was a famous Mainland actress who came all the way from Beijing. Unfortunately, I don't know who she is. The other was Gigi Leung and her Spanish husband. I wonder what it was like to watch a show in a language you don't understand. In terms of the performers (other than hocc), I was looking forward to seeing two people: 趙逸嵐 and 韋羅莎. Having seen 趙逸嵐 in one or two movies, I was a little surprised that she was chosen to be part of this show. But when I actually saw the show and her role, it all made sense. I was really looking forward to see 韋羅莎 on stage. In the past, I've seen lots of clips of her stage performances on youtube and she's always been great. Unfortunately, she was not part of this round of performances. But knowing what role she would have played, I think she would have been perfect for that role.
Post-Show
What was my reaction after the show? I wish I could go and read the book and watch it again. That probably would really help in understanding the show and make it a lot easier to follow. Unfortunately, it would take me forever to read the book, and the chance of me being able to watch the show again is pretty much zero. It took years and years for hocc to perform in TO. What are the chances that the show would come to TO? Zero. As for my companion for the night, she said she would watch it again too if there was the chance.
So what do I take away from watching the show? I guess I've learned to appreciate the album much more. I now know the context of all the songs and can picture it happening on stage. I've listened to the album a million times more ever since watching the show. (As if I didn't listen to it enough before.) Perhaps I never fully took the time and effort to understand it before. But it definitely makes a lot more sense now. Some music you'll like the first time you hear it, but those usually don't last long. Then there are others that take time to sink in and take effort to understand and feel. But once you do, it'll always sound good. And this is definitely this kind.
Despite the 'excitement' of watching the show, something was still missing. I'm grateful for the person who bought tickets for me and went with me, but she just wasn't the right person. Throughout the show, somewhere inside, a part of me was still a little suspicious about it all. What goes on when I'm not around? I just don't know. She also does not appreciate what hocc is about.
In the end, throughout the show, my mind was partly elsewhere, thinking about something else, thinking about someone else. In my mind and heart, a hocc show is never complete without my partner in crime.
Perhaps...some day...maybe......
Saturday, October 27, 2012
Working away...
The job I'm working on right now has been quite "interesting"......
1. What we're dealing with are two very complicated topics. It took me, a co-worker and two partners about a total of 6 hours to figure out how their transactions work and how we're supposed to deal with it.
2. This is the first time I'm working with this co-worker and it's somewhat stressful. It's easier to talk to her than the other two guys that I've worked with, but the interaction is not the same. With the other guys, I'm pretty much free to do whatever part of the job I want. With this person, she's in the position to take on more of a leadership role. I must admit she's much brighter and more experienced than I am, but I dislike the fact that she seems to expect that she should tell me what to do. I've done entire jobs on my own. It really doesn't need to be like this. On top of that, we work at the client 9am to 6:30pm and she still goes back to the office to do more. Sorry, but I can't afford to do that. She lives a 1min walk from the office. She can leave the office anytime and be home in 2 minutes. For me, it'll cost another $15-$20 to park at the office and another 30min to get home. Unfortunately, this puts me in a bad position.
3. The client site is interesting. Lots of cars going in and out. The fancy ones aren't on site, but I know they deal with them. Everything from Honda to Mercede to BMW, and everything form Porsche to Ferrari to Lambourghini, and even Bentley and Rolls Royce.
4. The most amusing part of this all is to see that there are people out there that will pay thousands of dollars a month to lease a luxury car. But, if you're that rich and can afford to spend thousands of dollars on a car each month, why not just buy the car? If you're that rich, the cost of the car is relatively inexpensive anyway, no?
1. What we're dealing with are two very complicated topics. It took me, a co-worker and two partners about a total of 6 hours to figure out how their transactions work and how we're supposed to deal with it.
2. This is the first time I'm working with this co-worker and it's somewhat stressful. It's easier to talk to her than the other two guys that I've worked with, but the interaction is not the same. With the other guys, I'm pretty much free to do whatever part of the job I want. With this person, she's in the position to take on more of a leadership role. I must admit she's much brighter and more experienced than I am, but I dislike the fact that she seems to expect that she should tell me what to do. I've done entire jobs on my own. It really doesn't need to be like this. On top of that, we work at the client 9am to 6:30pm and she still goes back to the office to do more. Sorry, but I can't afford to do that. She lives a 1min walk from the office. She can leave the office anytime and be home in 2 minutes. For me, it'll cost another $15-$20 to park at the office and another 30min to get home. Unfortunately, this puts me in a bad position.
3. The client site is interesting. Lots of cars going in and out. The fancy ones aren't on site, but I know they deal with them. Everything from Honda to Mercede to BMW, and everything form Porsche to Ferrari to Lambourghini, and even Bentley and Rolls Royce.
4. The most amusing part of this all is to see that there are people out there that will pay thousands of dollars a month to lease a luxury car. But, if you're that rich and can afford to spend thousands of dollars on a car each month, why not just buy the car? If you're that rich, the cost of the car is relatively inexpensive anyway, no?
Friday, October 26, 2012
October
As October is coming to an end, something came to mind. Coincidentally, while looking at all the unpublished drafts sitting in this blog, I found a related unpublished post.
Perhaps, I never had the courage to post it when it was written. And now, it no longer matters, because chances are nobody will ever see it.
What was written then can now form a part of the record of whatever this blog is supposed to be. After all, it's part of the "story". It would be incomplete without that memory.
Perhaps, I never had the courage to post it when it was written. And now, it no longer matters, because chances are nobody will ever see it.
What was written then can now form a part of the record of whatever this blog is supposed to be. After all, it's part of the "story". It would be incomplete without that memory.
Friday, October 19, 2012
It's "here"...
This was the most expensive purchase I made on my trip:
$780 HKD, or about $97.50 CDN.
That's pretty expensive for a figure like this. Most people would think it's pretty crazy. Why would anyone want a figure of some celebrity and cartoon character? I don't know what the material is, nor do I know how big it is, and chances are I will never put it out on display, but I still wanted to get it.
I guess...to me...it has a certain amount of sentimental value in a variety of ways.
And, today, it's finally "here"!
Well...not really.
Someone has picked it up for me and it's probably sitting in a closet somewhere in HK Seeing as it looks big and heavy, I've declined to have it mailed to me. So, most likely, it'll be another two years before I get my hands out it.
For now... this picture will have to suffice...and I'll just have to wait patiently.
Thursday, October 18, 2012
Recap - Sep 21, 2012
Despite having only lived in HK for four years (and most of which I have very little recollection of), sometimes HK feels more like "home".
I hate having to leave. I hate having to say goodbye to all the people that are important to me.
It gets me every time. I can never leave without shedding a few tears.
Wednesday, October 17, 2012
65M
Very nice interview. Very well handled.
She was very honest about her views, her position and her relationship.
Regardless of what your views are on these issues, you got to give her credit for not denying things and avoiding media like most rich or famous people.
Another powerful voice and face for the circle.
Other than this clip, I watched another video/interview with her. Something was different in the clip: she spoke with a British accent. I wonder why.
I know someone who does that. Depending on who she's speaking to or her mood, she will speak with or without the British accent. I guess...I can say I was lucky enough to have heard both?
Tuesday, October 16, 2012
Recap - Sep 18, 2012
After spending two days in Macau, I think I have no interest in visiting again.
From the beginning it wasn't so pleasant. I was quite annoyed on the boat/ferry ride. The person sitting behind me was dozing off, but was playing her music out of her cell phone. Regardless of the type of music, that's annoying as hell. This is public space. You have no right to blast your music and force everyone else to listen to it. Yes, this might just be a one-off thing, but coincidentally, the same thing happened the last time I went to Macau two years ago.
After arriving at the Macau ferry terminal, I proceeded to the washroom. As expected, there was a long line up. This was not the issue. The Cantonese cleaning lady was very politely using her poor Mandarin skills to address the people waiting in line. What was she saying? She was telling people to line up, flush and to not go on the ground. =_= Two minutes later, she walks out of the washroom. What happens? The people behind me rush ahead and cut the line.
Later in the day, we got on a bus to get to our next location. A man got on the bus and started chatting with the bus driver. From their conversation, I take it that the man was also a bus driver. They chatted the whole time, very loudly, and it was extremely annoying. Then, at one stop, a man (evidently a tourist) got off through the back doors. However, within seconds, he hopped back onto the bus. The bus driver (literally) yelled at him to get off and go through the front doors. The tourist went to the front and explained that he made a mistake and this wasn't the stop he wanted to get off at. The driver very rudely yelled at him, saying he can get on, but he would have to pay again. The tourist did as he was told but started arguing with the driver. The driver, again, very rudely yelled at him to get off the bus, and then threatened to beat him up. After the tourist got off and the bus drove off, the two drivers at the front laughed and joked about the situation. WTF is this?
I don't mean to be racist, but the reality is that all the above incidents had one thing in common: Mainlanders. The women blasting her music, the people cutting the line and the threatening bus driver were all Mainlanders. What more need I say?
It seems Macau is very different from what it was two years ago. It's crowded everywhere you go because of the vast amounts of Mainland tourists. It's almost like visiting China. If I need to deal with or see situations like these again, then I know I don't want to go back.
All the bad things aside, there were some highlights......
It was kinda cool to visit the places where my parents and grandparents used to go. From the street where they lived, to the schools, to the church, to the markets. Although they're all different now, it's still nice to know.
For lunch one day, we went to a Portuguese restaurant. That restaurant has been around since my parents' childhood. It's nothing fancy, but still a popular and well-known restaurant. The chicken and ribs weren't all that great, but the grilled sardines and fried bacalhau balls were really good!
From the beginning it wasn't so pleasant. I was quite annoyed on the boat/ferry ride. The person sitting behind me was dozing off, but was playing her music out of her cell phone. Regardless of the type of music, that's annoying as hell. This is public space. You have no right to blast your music and force everyone else to listen to it. Yes, this might just be a one-off thing, but coincidentally, the same thing happened the last time I went to Macau two years ago.
After arriving at the Macau ferry terminal, I proceeded to the washroom. As expected, there was a long line up. This was not the issue. The Cantonese cleaning lady was very politely using her poor Mandarin skills to address the people waiting in line. What was she saying? She was telling people to line up, flush and to not go on the ground. =_= Two minutes later, she walks out of the washroom. What happens? The people behind me rush ahead and cut the line.
Later in the day, we got on a bus to get to our next location. A man got on the bus and started chatting with the bus driver. From their conversation, I take it that the man was also a bus driver. They chatted the whole time, very loudly, and it was extremely annoying. Then, at one stop, a man (evidently a tourist) got off through the back doors. However, within seconds, he hopped back onto the bus. The bus driver (literally) yelled at him to get off and go through the front doors. The tourist went to the front and explained that he made a mistake and this wasn't the stop he wanted to get off at. The driver very rudely yelled at him, saying he can get on, but he would have to pay again. The tourist did as he was told but started arguing with the driver. The driver, again, very rudely yelled at him to get off the bus, and then threatened to beat him up. After the tourist got off and the bus drove off, the two drivers at the front laughed and joked about the situation. WTF is this?
I don't mean to be racist, but the reality is that all the above incidents had one thing in common: Mainlanders. The women blasting her music, the people cutting the line and the threatening bus driver were all Mainlanders. What more need I say?
It seems Macau is very different from what it was two years ago. It's crowded everywhere you go because of the vast amounts of Mainland tourists. It's almost like visiting China. If I need to deal with or see situations like these again, then I know I don't want to go back.
All the bad things aside, there were some highlights......
It was kinda cool to visit the places where my parents and grandparents used to go. From the street where they lived, to the schools, to the church, to the markets. Although they're all different now, it's still nice to know.
For lunch one day, we went to a Portuguese restaurant. That restaurant has been around since my parents' childhood. It's nothing fancy, but still a popular and well-known restaurant. The chicken and ribs weren't all that great, but the grilled sardines and fried bacalhau balls were really good!
Dreaming...
Heard this song from somewhere the other day...
Not sure where...
Dreaming is a strange thing. Does reality affect your dreams? Or do your dreams hint at reality?
Too close to home...
When you're dreaming with a broken heart
The giving up is the hardest part
She takes you in with your crying eyes
Then all at once you have to say goodbye
Wondering could you stay my love?
Will you wake up by my side?
No she can't, 'cause she's gone, gone, gone, gone, gone...
Monday, October 15, 2012
Recap - Sep 16, 2012
坐車經過 HKAPA, 阿嫲見到賈寶玉廣告問係乜。阿媽話係舞台劇，重話我睇o左。跟住就全車人係到問長問短。=_=
阿嬸重要加句話何韻詩好英。
我應該有咩反應呢？
阿嬸重要加句話何韻詩好英。
我應該有咩反應呢？
Sunday, October 14, 2012
Recap - Sep 13, 2012
HK vs TO
While on the bus today, I noticed the women sitting across the aisle from me was sitting rather sloppily. When I looked over, I realized she was drinking a can of beer. Really? Drinking and getting drunk on public transit at 10AM in the morning?
Odd.
Or maybe not.
One day not too long ago, I stepped into the TTC station after work and noticed a woman that was sitting on one of the benches. She was making a mess filling her water bottle. When I looked closer, I realized she was pouring vodka into her water bottle. What was already in the bottle was not water, but vodka. She got on the same train that I did and could barely keep her balance. Halfway to the next stop, she started rummaging through her jacket and backpack looking for something. And cursing. She got off at the next stop and continued to search for something. And cursing all the way.
I guess the person drinking on the bus in the morning wasn't so bad.
On another journey today, the bus passed by a stop where two people were waiting: a Caucasian man pushing a woman in a wheelchair. They wanted to get on the bus - an old bus with very narrow doorways. I was on the upper level on the bus, so I'm not exactly sure what the conversation exchanged was. But, at first, the man seemed to go to the back, wanting to go through the back doors. Obviously, that didn't work out. Eventually, I assume the bus driver told them that it wasn't possible for them to get on, and that they would have to wait for a bus with the accessibility features.
How unfair.
That would never happen in TO. As much was people complain about poor public transit, I'm willing to believe that anyone in a wheelchair could get on 99% of the buses and subways in the GTA.
When you're a minority, perhaps TO is a better place to be.
While on the bus today, I noticed the women sitting across the aisle from me was sitting rather sloppily. When I looked over, I realized she was drinking a can of beer. Really? Drinking and getting drunk on public transit at 10AM in the morning?
Odd.
Or maybe not.
One day not too long ago, I stepped into the TTC station after work and noticed a woman that was sitting on one of the benches. She was making a mess filling her water bottle. When I looked closer, I realized she was pouring vodka into her water bottle. What was already in the bottle was not water, but vodka. She got on the same train that I did and could barely keep her balance. Halfway to the next stop, she started rummaging through her jacket and backpack looking for something. And cursing. She got off at the next stop and continued to search for something. And cursing all the way.
I guess the person drinking on the bus in the morning wasn't so bad.
On another journey today, the bus passed by a stop where two people were waiting: a Caucasian man pushing a woman in a wheelchair. They wanted to get on the bus - an old bus with very narrow doorways. I was on the upper level on the bus, so I'm not exactly sure what the conversation exchanged was. But, at first, the man seemed to go to the back, wanting to go through the back doors. Obviously, that didn't work out. Eventually, I assume the bus driver told them that it wasn't possible for them to get on, and that they would have to wait for a bus with the accessibility features.
How unfair.
That would never happen in TO. As much was people complain about poor public transit, I'm willing to believe that anyone in a wheelchair could get on 99% of the buses and subways in the GTA.
When you're a minority, perhaps TO is a better place to be.
Saturday, October 13, 2012
Are you happy?
While talking about career paths over lunch today, my friend talked about a friend of hers. Her friend really wanted to be a doctor. She tried, and failed. After many attempts, she finally got into the medicine program, and was really happy.
Hearing this, I immediately thought of X.
She always wanted to be a doctor. In fact, after two degrees, she was brave enough to go back and do courses to try and get there. Even after going down a slightly different path, I know medicine was still on her mind.
I've always admired her for having a dream, and having the courage to take the road less traveled.
From publicly available source, I have a vague idea of what she's doing now. It should still be the position she started many years ago. (I always wanted to have her tell me about this job, but there was never the chance.) I guess it's not her dream job, but perhaps you can say it's a little closer. The environment is one she likes, and I guess she can now (more) easily meet up with a good friend of hers.
Why am I thinking about this?
When my friend said her friend is becoming a doctor and was really happy about it, I couldn't help but think about what X is doing. To her, it's probably not ideal. Perhaps, in her words, it's like settling for "second best". In the end, she wants to be saving lives.
My dear friend...are you happy?
Deep down, I hope and wish for a lot of things. But what matters most is whether or not she's happy. Even if I can never get all the other things, I at least want to know that she's happy.
It seems...I don't even have that privilege.
From our very very first interaction as strangers, the first thing I felt was her stress and sadness. And it was a simple gesture I made at that time that connected us. Perhaps it's because of this that it matters a lot to me whether or not she's happy.
I noticed she added things to her wishlist yesterday, and a couple more within the past month. They were all items that were spiritual in nature, and related to religion and faith.
That actually sort of worries me. Is she searching for her spiritual calling? Or, are there things that are making her feel lost and uneasy?
*sigh*
God bless...and may you find your inner peace.
[................]......don't think about what it means...just know that I do.
Hearing this, I immediately thought of X.
She always wanted to be a doctor. In fact, after two degrees, she was brave enough to go back and do courses to try and get there. Even after going down a slightly different path, I know medicine was still on her mind.
I've always admired her for having a dream, and having the courage to take the road less traveled.
From publicly available source, I have a vague idea of what she's doing now. It should still be the position she started many years ago. (I always wanted to have her tell me about this job, but there was never the chance.) I guess it's not her dream job, but perhaps you can say it's a little closer. The environment is one she likes, and I guess she can now (more) easily meet up with a good friend of hers.
Why am I thinking about this?
When my friend said her friend is becoming a doctor and was really happy about it, I couldn't help but think about what X is doing. To her, it's probably not ideal. Perhaps, in her words, it's like settling for "second best". In the end, she wants to be saving lives.
My dear friend...are you happy?
Deep down, I hope and wish for a lot of things. But what matters most is whether or not she's happy. Even if I can never get all the other things, I at least want to know that she's happy.
It seems...I don't even have that privilege.
From our very very first interaction as strangers, the first thing I felt was her stress and sadness. And it was a simple gesture I made at that time that connected us. Perhaps it's because of this that it matters a lot to me whether or not she's happy.
I noticed she added things to her wishlist yesterday, and a couple more within the past month. They were all items that were spiritual in nature, and related to religion and faith.
That actually sort of worries me. Is she searching for her spiritual calling? Or, are there things that are making her feel lost and uneasy?
*sigh*
God bless...and may you find your inner peace.
[................]......don't think about what it means...just know that I do.
Next Steps
I've been back from HK for three weeks and M has been bugging me to meet up for all this time. So, although I was a little hesitant, we finally met up for lunch today.
(Right off the bat, I was a little annoyed that she was late. How is it possible to be 30min late when the location is 5min away? I really don't get it.)
So M has new plans. After completing 2 of 3 CFA exams, she's decided to sacrifice all of that. The new plan...is to move into tax at a Big 4 firm to get some experience, then do a JD and become a tax lawyer. Why? Based on my understanding, it's for the status and money, although she says she likes that kind of work and that working at an accounting firm would get boring.
Quite frankly, that's something I have no interest in, but if that's what she wants, then sure.
I admire people that have plans and know what they want to do, because I'm never like that. I never know where I'm going. I'm not a planning person. I can only make choices as they come up.
So what's next for me?
I guess right now there are two main questions:
(1) Should I try to get a job at a big firm? If so, when?
(2) Should I do CFA?
A lot of people around me tell me I should do both. I guess from a career perspective it makes sense. Getting some big firm work experience improves my chances of working at big companies later on down the road. Doing CFA gives me extra credentials which, again, improves my prospects of getting good jobs.
I know everyone around me means good, but they're forgetting one thing......
What do I actually want?
I really have no interest in having high power and status or making lots and lots of money. I take no interest in being a CFO or CEO. In fact, I'm not even sure I'd want to be a partner at a public practice. All I want is good pay and stability, and there's a point where it's enough.
Over the years, enough has happened in my life that I know what my priorities are. It's definitely not a career. It's nice to move up professionally, but there are lots of other things that take precedence to that.
If I could choose, I would willingly give up a career for other things that are more important to me.
(Right off the bat, I was a little annoyed that she was late. How is it possible to be 30min late when the location is 5min away? I really don't get it.)
So M has new plans. After completing 2 of 3 CFA exams, she's decided to sacrifice all of that. The new plan...is to move into tax at a Big 4 firm to get some experience, then do a JD and become a tax lawyer. Why? Based on my understanding, it's for the status and money, although she says she likes that kind of work and that working at an accounting firm would get boring.
Quite frankly, that's something I have no interest in, but if that's what she wants, then sure.
I admire people that have plans and know what they want to do, because I'm never like that. I never know where I'm going. I'm not a planning person. I can only make choices as they come up.
So what's next for me?
I guess right now there are two main questions:
(1) Should I try to get a job at a big firm? If so, when?
(2) Should I do CFA?
A lot of people around me tell me I should do both. I guess from a career perspective it makes sense. Getting some big firm work experience improves my chances of working at big companies later on down the road. Doing CFA gives me extra credentials which, again, improves my prospects of getting good jobs.
I know everyone around me means good, but they're forgetting one thing......
What do I actually want?
I really have no interest in having high power and status or making lots and lots of money. I take no interest in being a CFO or CEO. In fact, I'm not even sure I'd want to be a partner at a public practice. All I want is good pay and stability, and there's a point where it's enough.
Over the years, enough has happened in my life that I know what my priorities are. It's definitely not a career. It's nice to move up professionally, but there are lots of other things that take precedence to that.
If I could choose, I would willingly give up a career for other things that are more important to me.
Recap - Sep 10, 2012
This was the first time this trip that I could get some time alone and do things I wanted to do. Of course, that means I do my CD/DVD hunt.
Over the years, the variety of things that I buy have reduced drastically. I used to spend a lot on a lot of different artists. Now, the only ones I buy are basically HOCC, Chet Lam, AT17 (or Ellen or Eman).
Most of the stuff I listen to nowadays are on the border of pop/indie. Few people know them. Few people like them. (Aside from HOCC, that is.) As fellow fans always say, it's a love or hate relationship. There's nothing in between. You either love them, or you hate them. There's no "just okay". In fact, chances are you either love all three of them or none at all. It's been said so much that it's almost like a stereotype. But, from the people that I know, it seems to be true.
This time around:
1. 何韻詩 - 賈寶玉 Awakening (國語版)
2. 一峰一人一結他 2011 CD/DVD
3. 盧凱彤 - 你根本不是我的誰 Single
4. 林二汶 Self-titled album
5. 林二汶 - 給前度的音樂會
That's about $500-$600HKD worth of music. To me, it's well worth it. Lower prices, no delivery time and can even find the rare ones that don't seem to be available in TO.
I also wanted to get the two albums by Yoyo Sham. But with limited time, I was unable to find them at the places I went to.
Many years ago, I was able to find (and buy) HOCC's "First" at a second hand CD shop. Since then, I've always gone to that store every time I'm in HK, just to see what they have in stock. For the last few times, they've always had a limited edition HOCC box set from one of the concerts. I've always had my eyes on that, but due to the price and size of it, it would cause way too much trouble. Unfortunately, this time around, that box set is no longer there.
On the way to one of the CD shops that I visit, I went through a small shopping mall. Sadly, the store with a window full of monkeys is gone. I've always noticed that this store had a large variety of monkeys. In fact, I've always had my eyes on a certain pair. But now it's gone before I had the chance.
Things are always changing......
It seems I don't enjoy listening to music as much as I did before. Is the music less attractive and touching than before? I don't think so, because a lot of the artists I listen to have definitely grown and improved over the years. Am I less attentive? Perhaps that's part of it. Or maybe I've chosen to not let myself feel so much?
Friday, October 12, 2012
Scenes
While driving on the 401 today, I passed by Kennedy Commons and noticed the AMC sign is gone.
Quick search...and came upon this......
http://www.torontoobserver.ca/2012/09/30/am-c-you-later/
It turns out that during the few weeks that I was gone, the theatre closed for good, as part of AMC's withdrawal from Canada.
I've only ever been to that theatre once, but I remember it very clearly.
It was New Year's Eve, many years ago. We had watched "Memoirs of a Geisha". When we came out of the theatre, the ground was covered in light fluffy snow. It was just past 12am as we wished each other a happy new year and walked silently to her car and headed back to her place.
What follows......is history.
It was not until much later on that I found out that what she actually wanted to watch that night was "Brokeback Mountain". But she never suggested it, because she didn't know how I'd take it.
When I think about this, it baffles me. She was uneasy about suggesting a movie with a sensitive topic. But, in the same night, she took a huge leap of faith in the same direction?
The city is changing. Every now and then I drive by familiar places and notice that it's not the way I used to know it. It's almost a struggle to remember what it looked like before, and to lock away the memories.
A lot of things are changing. For better? For worse? I just don't know.
All I know is...
Some things haven't changed.
Quick search...and came upon this......
http://www.torontoobserver.ca/2012/09/30/am-c-you-later/
It turns out that during the few weeks that I was gone, the theatre closed for good, as part of AMC's withdrawal from Canada.
I've only ever been to that theatre once, but I remember it very clearly.
It was New Year's Eve, many years ago. We had watched "Memoirs of a Geisha". When we came out of the theatre, the ground was covered in light fluffy snow. It was just past 12am as we wished each other a happy new year and walked silently to her car and headed back to her place.
What follows......is history.
It was not until much later on that I found out that what she actually wanted to watch that night was "Brokeback Mountain". But she never suggested it, because she didn't know how I'd take it.
When I think about this, it baffles me. She was uneasy about suggesting a movie with a sensitive topic. But, in the same night, she took a huge leap of faith in the same direction?
The city is changing. Every now and then I drive by familiar places and notice that it's not the way I used to know it. It's almost a struggle to remember what it looked like before, and to lock away the memories.
A lot of things are changing. For better? For worse? I just don't know.
All I know is...
Some things haven't changed.
Recap - Sep 7, 2012
Looking at all the people around me, I can't help but think of her......
I don't want any of this. All I want is quiet time with her, alone, just me and her, away from the rest of the world.
She should have gotten my card by now. I haven't gotten anything in my inbox. I'm afraid to check the tree hole. The thought of it gives me chest pain. I can't bear to look. What if it's gone? What if there's something I don't want to see?
Every time I'm in HK, I see all obvious couples on the streets. Why don't I live here? Why can't I do that? Why can't it all work out?
I don't want any of this. All I want is quiet time with her, alone, just me and her, away from the rest of the world.
She should have gotten my card by now. I haven't gotten anything in my inbox. I'm afraid to check the tree hole. The thought of it gives me chest pain. I can't bear to look. What if it's gone? What if there's something I don't want to see?
Every time I'm in HK, I see all obvious couples on the streets. Why don't I live here? Why can't I do that? Why can't it all work out?
Wednesday, October 10, 2012
Recap - Sep 6, 2012
Yesterday I shared hocc's FB post about the limited edition figure that will be on sale at her Awakening show over the next week...
Anyone who's been following hocc over the years will see the significance of that figure. Not only does it mark her 10th anniversary production, but it also incorporates 小丸子, Little Prince and (if I'm not mistaken) her two cats that have passed away. To any die hard fan who's been around as long as I have, this is one awesome item to have.
Clearly, I forgot to change the settings on my FB post......
Today, somebody has offered to go to the show with me.
I didn't know how to react. Yes, the fan in me wants to see the show. It's the 10th anniversary production and it's a well-known fact that there will not be a DVD afterwards. It's now or never. But somewhere further down, I'm still very reluctant to watch a hocc show. I know that, for sure, it will tug at my emotions way more than I can handle.
I once told myself that I would never watch a hocc show without the right person. Way back then, I made a mistake. I went to watch the show in hopes of running into the right person. I did not enjoy the show. I'd really rather not put myself in this position again.
But, in this case, because of the identity of the person that has offered, I can't say no.
This person knows a lot. This person knows everything. This person knows very well what the connection between hocc and my life is, and everything in between.
This kind of scares me. What is she thinking? Which side is she on?
Anyone who's been following hocc over the years will see the significance of that figure. Not only does it mark her 10th anniversary production, but it also incorporates 小丸子, Little Prince and (if I'm not mistaken) her two cats that have passed away. To any die hard fan who's been around as long as I have, this is one awesome item to have.
Clearly, I forgot to change the settings on my FB post......
Today, somebody has offered to go to the show with me.
I didn't know how to react. Yes, the fan in me wants to see the show. It's the 10th anniversary production and it's a well-known fact that there will not be a DVD afterwards. It's now or never. But somewhere further down, I'm still very reluctant to watch a hocc show. I know that, for sure, it will tug at my emotions way more than I can handle.
I once told myself that I would never watch a hocc show without the right person. Way back then, I made a mistake. I went to watch the show in hopes of running into the right person. I did not enjoy the show. I'd really rather not put myself in this position again.
But, in this case, because of the identity of the person that has offered, I can't say no.
This person knows a lot. This person knows everything. This person knows very well what the connection between hocc and my life is, and everything in between.
This kind of scares me. What is she thinking? Which side is she on?
Recap - Sep 3, 2012
At the moment, I'm riding on a way boat to some peninsula that I've never been too. It's around sunset time. It's nice and quiet. Rather relaxing.
But watching the sun set before my eyes makes my mind wander......
It would be much more enjoyable with the right company.
It's been a few days now. Has she received it?
The question that came up today was whether or not there is somebody to pick me up from the airport when I return to TO. I'm not sure if I'm just paranoid, but the way the question was asked was quite strange. The question was whether or not there is somebody to pick me up, and not if I can find someone to pick me up. Who are they expecting to pick me up? The implications are perplexing.
What are you thinking?
What am I thinking?
What is she thinking?
(This makes no sense because it's written after the fact, after the things I'm referring to are all said and done. But, again, it's still worthwhile to write down my thoughts from that day.)
But watching the sun set before my eyes makes my mind wander......
It would be much more enjoyable with the right company.
It's been a few days now. Has she received it?
The question that came up today was whether or not there is somebody to pick me up from the airport when I return to TO. I'm not sure if I'm just paranoid, but the way the question was asked was quite strange. The question was whether or not there is somebody to pick me up, and not if I can find someone to pick me up. Who are they expecting to pick me up? The implications are perplexing.
What are you thinking?
What am I thinking?
What is she thinking?
(This makes no sense because it's written after the fact, after the things I'm referring to are all said and done. But, again, it's still worthwhile to write down my thoughts from that day.)
Recap - Aug 31, 2012
Every single time...
I start to regret the day after......
What have I done?
What will she think?
What will she do?
I'm such an idiot.
(This makes no sense because it's written after the fact, after the things I'm referring to are all said and done. But I guess it's still worthwhile to write down my thoughts from that day.)
I start to regret the day after......
What have I done?
What will she think?
What will she do?
I'm such an idiot.
(This makes no sense because it's written after the fact, after the things I'm referring to are all said and done. But I guess it's still worthwhile to write down my thoughts from that day.)
Sunday, October 7, 2012
R's Big Day
After a year of planning, yesterday was the big day......
R is now officially Mrs Li!
Congrats, to my friend of 20 years. I'm happy for her, and it's an absolute honor to be part of her big day.
Unfortunately, for me, now that R is Mrs Li and is officially moving to their new home, I've "lost" my friend. She'll no longer be 20 houses away, and it'll be much harder to have spontaneous ice cream meetups and cheesecake sharings. I'm gonna miss having a friend so close by...
A year ago, when R asked me to be one of the bridesmaid, I couldn't say no. How could I possibly reject a friend of 20 years? (After all, how many people has kept in touch with a friend for 20 years? Not many.) I had agreed right away, knowing full well what I was getting myself into. My biggest "challenge" in all of this, of course, was the dress code. But from the moment I had said yes, I knew I would have to put up with whatever was thrown at me.
Having to put on a dress for the first time in a good eight years was extremely awkward. On top of that, it was a short, pink, strapless dress. And, of course, to go with that, was the hair and makeup. It really doesn't get more "extreme" than this, by my standards. The first 10 to 15 minutes was awkward, but after that, I knew I just had to put on a good show and I was way too busy to even think about what I looked like. All I knew was I had to make sure that nothing goes wrong and give my friend the best possible wedding.
For the most part the day went smoothly. At the ceremony, we had some technical difficulties. I guess the high-tech approach they were depending on was a little risky. Thankfully, everything worked out in the end. In the evening, there were also technical difficulties. Again, tech is bound to fail. At least it wasn't anything too important.
The people......
During this period of time, I've met two people that I've heard a lot about in the past. The first was the groom's sister. I have to admit that from her FB profile, I was expecting not to like this person. But I guess we got a long pretty well and she's actually quite different from what I was expecting. The other person I met was one of C's best friends, RK. I've always heard of this person and, in fact, have seen her many many times. After all, (1) we went to the same school, (2) she was a client of my former boss and (3) we live on the same street. But it wasn't until these few weeks that I actually met her. We actually hung out quite a bit on the night of the party two weeks ago. It was actually more natural hanging out with her than with some of R's other friends.
Now that I think about it, it's actually kinda cool. R, C and J are siblings. They each have a good friend (namely me, RK, and RK's brother, respectively) who are the same age and literally live around the corner.
The highlights......
The touching part: R was in tears when she was saying her wedding vows. C was in tears when she made her little speech. I've known these two sisters forever. Both were touching to me.
The crazy part: The DJ played Gangnam Style twice and, of course, everybody knows the dance. With R's partying cousins and BA group, it was a pretty funny sight.
The worst part: We were outside for 2 hours taking pictures in the freezing cold. We were in our dresses and the guys in their suits. The rest of the world in their winter jackets! =_=
For the whole day, I was partnered with R's younger brother, simply because I'm the tallest girl and he's the tallest guy. It wasn't until today that I realized how much he has grown up. I still remember when he came over to my house way back then and (literally) ripped my basement apart. Today, although he was the youngest among the groomsmen, he was quite the gentlemen.
The disappointments......
J didn't come over from HK. To me, this event was a little incomplete without J. R, J, M and me used to always hang out together. Way back then, we joked that R would be the first one to get married. And now it's really happening. How could J be missing from such an important event?
I was a little frustrated with some people in the bridal party. Some had clearly not looked at the schedule or their assigned duties. Some were sort of standing around not doing much half the time. Some left before the guests. Seeing as I don't want anything to go wrong, I picked up the slack whenever possible and was one of the last people to leave. I don't want my friend's wedding to be ruined by some irresponsible people.
The rather amusing parts for me......
There was a table of BA people, although not from my year. I recognized most of them and some of them recognized me. If they didn't recognize me, they definitely recognized my name. When I "introduced" myself, their reactions were quite amusing.
At one point in the evening, M came to me and said, "F asked S to ask me if you're single." My reaction was OMG =_=". F was some really tall guy I had just met in the morning. Apparently, he went to BA also and was in the year before me, but I have absolutely no recollection of this person. Nor would I ever be interested. =_= Thank goodness I'll probably never see him again.
After that, M tells me I should consider F. I said no, and she tells me to consider the Taiwanese photographer (who everyone thought was a nice guy) instead. When she said this, I wanted to laugh. If my instincts are correct, that photographer was a TB!
R is now officially Mrs Li!
Congrats, to my friend of 20 years. I'm happy for her, and it's an absolute honor to be part of her big day.
Unfortunately, for me, now that R is Mrs Li and is officially moving to their new home, I've "lost" my friend. She'll no longer be 20 houses away, and it'll be much harder to have spontaneous ice cream meetups and cheesecake sharings. I'm gonna miss having a friend so close by...
A year ago, when R asked me to be one of the bridesmaid, I couldn't say no. How could I possibly reject a friend of 20 years? (After all, how many people has kept in touch with a friend for 20 years? Not many.) I had agreed right away, knowing full well what I was getting myself into. My biggest "challenge" in all of this, of course, was the dress code. But from the moment I had said yes, I knew I would have to put up with whatever was thrown at me.
Having to put on a dress for the first time in a good eight years was extremely awkward. On top of that, it was a short, pink, strapless dress. And, of course, to go with that, was the hair and makeup. It really doesn't get more "extreme" than this, by my standards. The first 10 to 15 minutes was awkward, but after that, I knew I just had to put on a good show and I was way too busy to even think about what I looked like. All I knew was I had to make sure that nothing goes wrong and give my friend the best possible wedding.
For the most part the day went smoothly. At the ceremony, we had some technical difficulties. I guess the high-tech approach they were depending on was a little risky. Thankfully, everything worked out in the end. In the evening, there were also technical difficulties. Again, tech is bound to fail. At least it wasn't anything too important.
The people......
During this period of time, I've met two people that I've heard a lot about in the past. The first was the groom's sister. I have to admit that from her FB profile, I was expecting not to like this person. But I guess we got a long pretty well and she's actually quite different from what I was expecting. The other person I met was one of C's best friends, RK. I've always heard of this person and, in fact, have seen her many many times. After all, (1) we went to the same school, (2) she was a client of my former boss and (3) we live on the same street. But it wasn't until these few weeks that I actually met her. We actually hung out quite a bit on the night of the party two weeks ago. It was actually more natural hanging out with her than with some of R's other friends.
Now that I think about it, it's actually kinda cool. R, C and J are siblings. They each have a good friend (namely me, RK, and RK's brother, respectively) who are the same age and literally live around the corner.
The highlights......
The touching part: R was in tears when she was saying her wedding vows. C was in tears when she made her little speech. I've known these two sisters forever. Both were touching to me.
The crazy part: The DJ played Gangnam Style twice and, of course, everybody knows the dance. With R's partying cousins and BA group, it was a pretty funny sight.
The worst part: We were outside for 2 hours taking pictures in the freezing cold. We were in our dresses and the guys in their suits. The rest of the world in their winter jackets! =_=
For the whole day, I was partnered with R's younger brother, simply because I'm the tallest girl and he's the tallest guy. It wasn't until today that I realized how much he has grown up. I still remember when he came over to my house way back then and (literally) ripped my basement apart. Today, although he was the youngest among the groomsmen, he was quite the gentlemen.
The disappointments......
J didn't come over from HK. To me, this event was a little incomplete without J. R, J, M and me used to always hang out together. Way back then, we joked that R would be the first one to get married. And now it's really happening. How could J be missing from such an important event?
I was a little frustrated with some people in the bridal party. Some had clearly not looked at the schedule or their assigned duties. Some were sort of standing around not doing much half the time. Some left before the guests. Seeing as I don't want anything to go wrong, I picked up the slack whenever possible and was one of the last people to leave. I don't want my friend's wedding to be ruined by some irresponsible people.
The rather amusing parts for me......
There was a table of BA people, although not from my year. I recognized most of them and some of them recognized me. If they didn't recognize me, they definitely recognized my name. When I "introduced" myself, their reactions were quite amusing.
At one point in the evening, M came to me and said, "F asked S to ask me if you're single." My reaction was OMG =_=". F was some really tall guy I had just met in the morning. Apparently, he went to BA also and was in the year before me, but I have absolutely no recollection of this person. Nor would I ever be interested. =_= Thank goodness I'll probably never see him again.
After that, M tells me I should consider F. I said no, and she tells me to consider the Taiwanese photographer (who everyone thought was a nice guy) instead. When she said this, I wanted to laugh. If my instincts are correct, that photographer was a TB!
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