so finally... the day has come and gone... what am i babbling about? the appreciation night! the hotel was mediocre bordering on unsatisfactory... waiters were sloppy and had a face sourer than any lemon you could ever find... but wow! the 12th college people realy outdid themselves!!! it was probably close to a prom night! all the girls (well, at least the chinese...) were dolled up... with little dresses which would definitely get anyone demerited if one wore it in college... in fact i can safeley say that i was probably the chinese girl who was most covered up... by the way, i was wearing mum's ettincelle top (which actually cost rm400 over...) and her skirt... the only things that were mine was my bag and shoes... i think i must've looked so conservative! i thought a college-organized event would mean that college rules still applied! but well, that has proven to be a fib...
anyway, we recieved a Digi starter pack as our door gift... my number was quite nice... easy to remember with lots of 0's in strategic areas (that sounded very ditsy!)... will i keep it? i don't know... do i need it? not really... i don't know whether i should switch from hotlink to digi... my hotlink number seems to be prone to prank callers (which i think roots from some malay or indian bitch who keeps giving out my number and passing it off as theirs to their creepy male acquaintances! i'm not racially discriminating but the callers always ask for some malay or indian girl... plus they don't get it when i say they have got the wrong number, instead they call back >10 times non-stop! talk about freaky creepy people!!!) and i think there's something wrong with my SIM card... sometimes it'll show "emergency calls only"... very inconvenient...
but the bad part is, i have to inform everyone in my address book that i've changed my number... so i think for the time being, i'll just maintain the digi number and see where it takes me...
back to the dinner, we had a chinese style dinner with dishes like shark's fin soup (which was all corn flour and jelly shark fin), salted fish fried rice, roasted chicken, fried fish, vegetable with mushrooms, four seasons and sea coconut dessert with flakey kaya biscuit... i came with mei lin... met li sum in the lobby... met many others there too... our table number was 44!! luckily we weren't superstitious (or at least i am not)!! and to our shock, our table occupants were 4 chinese engineering guys (3 places were empty)!!! and they REALLY looked like engine students!!! even our aiesec friends from engineering faculty agree... and they were so shy... at one point, they ALL started to fiddle with their handphones... and we were like, laughing among the 3 of us!! hahaha... in fact one of their friend from another table came over and chatted us up...hahaha... that was so funny! but at the end of the event, one of the guys asked me to take a picture with him... i hope he doesn't missuse it! i really was quite shocked at the time that that idea didn't cross my mind!
another thing that was quite funny was that everyone (chinese ppl i mean) were taking photos non-stop!!! the others were quite subdued... just siting and looking around... and i saw many chinese girls with shifty eyes... sizing up each other... i think that's an inborn trait in chinese females? perhaps not, but it really is rampant among chinese people... that's what evolved into the "kiasu" mentality... anyway, i took a number of photos too but with mei lin's camera... so i am waiting to get them from her... i think i look goofy (as usual) because mum put a broad layer of eye liner on me and that made me look fierce... wearing make up is just so distressing... too much hassle and inhibits my eating abilities!!! hahaha... hopefully someday i'll get accustomed to it...
now that i think back, i think if i chose to wear something from my wardrobe, i might have looked better... although mum's clothes were really nice and costed more than anyone could imagine and would fit right in if i were amongst 'datins' and the likes... but i think what i usually wear on weekends would have been more outstanding among this crowd of people...
This is unrelated to what i've been dwelling on above but i just had to include it... I got this from an e-mail and think it's very true...
If you think that you can make a difference on your own, then you need to read the words of the poet who wrote "The Indispensable Man":
Sometime when you're feeling important;
Sometime when your ego's in bloom;
Sometime when you take for granted,
You're the best qualified in the room.
Sometime when you feel that your going
Would leave an unfillable hole;
Just follow this simple instruction,
And see how it humbles your soul.
Take a bucket and fill it with water,
Put your hand in it up to the wrist;
Pull it out and the hole that's remaining,
Is a measure of how you'll be missed.
You may splash all you please when you enter,
You can stir up the water galore;
But stop and you'll find in a minute,
That it looks quite the same as before.
The moral in this quaint example
Is to do just the best that you can;
Be proud of yourself, but remember
There's no indispensable man!
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