Tuesday, August 16, 2005


A man slowed his walking pace to a halt before me and asked in his inaudible voice "ni shi bu shi yu ting?" {are you yu ting} {or was it yiting?}

After he repeated when i said "what?", i shook my head.

In his inaudible voice again {this time in english} "because i find you cute and want to be friend"

With a frown and a hung-up mouth, i shook my head... and he pretended to hang ard lookng for something on the ground to conceal rejection.

LOSER!

Firstly, did he ever think i would be flattered being bracketed CUTE?

Here comes the harsh reality:

Im no longer a kid....

and CUTE denotes being childish and irritating etc. I understand certain girls love being cute... but hello! look at me. Do i look/ wear anything that even suggest i like being cute?

Next. If you wanna know someone, settle on an 'excuse' and follow it through! It doesnt reflect well if you change it.

Next. I really hate people speaking to me in chinese mixed with singlish!

My chinese isn't good... but i think the least he could have asked was "ni shi yu ting ma?"

and for goodness sake!

Pick a better name... please! Yu Ting sounds totally retarded!

I might not be as fillial if my chinese name was yu ting. It's like a commoners' name! Same goes for ailing... meili... meiling...

If i had one of those retarded names... i would have changed it in the court long ago! But trust me... my parents dongt hate me... so they wouldnt give me a lame name like that.

My name is Zhang Ying Wan {thou i dont own a hanyu pinyin... i still spell for you.. alright, cuz i cant post chinese characters}

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Me: Im goign to learn Chinese calligraphy
Dad: You must first know chinese!
Mum: How to? You must know how to write.

WTF! I cant believe it.

If i didnt know how to write, how the hell did i muster an A2 for Chinese? How the hell did i take Higher Chinese? Just becasue i've lost touch doesnt mean i am incapable of it.

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Me: Im going to join the XX association. They're sending the application over.
Dad: Please dont mention my name...

hahhaha.... my late grandfather was a director in that association... and my dad still knows ppl there to date. hahahha.... ok... i will not embarrass him.

When i told Dad i wanted to join one of the chambers of commerce, he said the same thing too! Becasue... my grandfather was the CEO there.

When i make my mark... i shall finally disclose Dad and Grandfather's name... I wanna see their reactions.

For that and many more reasons, i shall work hard for now.

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I finally received my Burberry sunglasses.

Not without waiting for a month... before deciding on another design. {i wasted my own time man}...

Had actually changed my mind to another one in the catalog... but it wasnt even available in Asia... they would have to import from Italy and it costs 2 bloody months.... on top of tht, it was almost double the price of mine.

Bloody hell...

Dad saw the shell and said "Wow... the case is even nicer than the glasses?"

Here's why.



I think this makes a very good ad... Burberry eyewear with Swarovski Crystal wallet.

Dont you agree?

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Fixed Twiggy a meal few days ago... and burnt the sides... think there wasnt enough water.

Nonetheless, the food looked good.

Presenting... scrambled egg with veg.



istillcryTuesday, August 16, 2005

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