Disney Princesses

Are the Disney 8 princesses really princesses??? I happen to came across this post by Carolingian from Boston when i was searching for disney images and who knew? An interesting post no doubt. Apart from making me laugh, it made me realise that there is always the untold truth behind every fairytale, where some I've always known it JUST doesn't make any sense, while some have twisted moral values, such as Rapunzel. ( I mean, the witch loved Rapunzel to bits, spending her life taking care and nurturing her but apparently the author thinks that's not enough. In the end Rapunzel ran away from home to marry a prince and th witch is left there all alone, never to be seen again, forgotten by the only one she loved. Some grattitude she deserves.) But then she's not one of Disney's princesses, so she doesn't count.

Anyway, this is what she wrote:

"The Middle Ages, it seems, has been cinematically sneaking into the lives of children through such animated guises as “Robin Hood” and “Sleeping Beauty,” both of which I have now seen more than twenty times each in my duty as nanny. As many are probably aware, especially those caring for small children, there are certain characters in the Disney film vault who lay claim to some sort of royal title. Most popular today are the Disney princesses who have shown up everywhere from dolls to lunchboxes to elaborately planned birthday parties. Generally the princesses include Belle from “Beauty and the Beast,” Jasmine from “Aladdin,” Cinderella from “Cinderella,” Aurora from “Sleeping Beauty,” Ariel from “The Little Mermaid,” and Snow White from “Snow White.” But are these princesses, in fact, legitimate? What is the strength of their claims to the royal title and right to rule? Under careful scrutiny it appears that only a few of these Disney characters can actually bear the lawful name of princess and only one is uncontested.

Belle, Cinderella, and Snow White hold what appear to be the weakest claims to their surreptitiously given titles. All are relatively economically disadvantaged women who, through the aid—magical or otherwise—of another, fall in love with a real prince with an established claim. In their respective stories, however, the three women do not hold claims to rule in virtue of themselves. Each woman is solely dependent on the status of her husband, the prince, for her role as princess.* Yet, while the conclusions of these Disney tales suggest a future marriage, it is not at all sure whether or not they are lawfully married, so their status as royal wives is clearly debatable. These “princesses” could be no more than concubines in the eyes of the law. It is also a misnomer to label these women as “princesses” when –if we accept that they are, in fact, legitimately married in a ceremony approved by the reigning government—they are only married at the conclusion to the tale and thus, only enjoy their princess status at the end of the movie. Can we the viewers truly call these characters, then, princesses, when we have only known them as such for a few minutes before the closing credits? And, in the absence of a royal son and heir (which each woman lacks in their respective films) their ability to hold their positions against challenges from other noble claimants in the event of the death of their prince is nearly certain, considering their economic backgrounds, slim political experience, and lack of familial support.

Jasmine, Aurora and Ariel present different problems: all three are daughters of a king and so can legitimately hold the title of princess from the start of the films in virtue of their births (there is a point to be made that Ariel is not, in fact, human, and therefore cannot hold the name of princess, but that will be overlooked for the moment). Since Jasmine, Aurora and Ariel are all also the sole heirs in each of their tales, they will, presumably, be the successors to their fathers’ kingdoms upon their deaths; indeed, no other male heir or claimants are even discussed as possible heirs in the films. Their positions as Disney princesses are improved by the fact that each has found true love with a prince in a recognized marriage. Yet only in the tales of Aurora and Ariel is this marriage with a real prince. In Jasmine’s case, Aladdin is not—despite the magical attempts of his blue genii friend—a real prince. While the sultan’s change of heart at the conclusion to the film permits their marriage, the fact remains that Aladdin is not of royal stock. Thus, Jasmine’s claims to royal status are not strengthened by her prince whereas those of Ariel and Aurora, by marrying, respectively, Princes Eric and Phillip, are. Ariel has occasionally been elevated in her princess status by bearing the title of “princess of both sea and land” because of her mermaid identity. When she was transformed, however, Ariel received a human body and, thus, lost her sea title along with her tail. It is not a stretch to assume that neither her merman father nor his kingdom would want a human (who could only be ruling in absentia) for a ruler. So, while Ariel gains love and title from Prince Eric, she remains solely dependent on her husband for her princess status, for she has forsaken her father’s identity and royal claims not once but twice: first through her willing transformation by Ursula and secondly through the her later, permanent transformation by the king.

It is my opinion that Aurora contains the best possible claims as princess and inheritor of her father’s kingdom. She is a legitimate princess in virtue of her birth, she marries the legitimate prince of a neighboring kingdom, Prince Phillip, she has the support of her family and magical figures for her rule, and there is even brief mention of Aurora producing an heir, assuring that the kingdom remains intact. Some might object that Aurora’s sixteen year absence from the kingdom while hiding from Maleficent estranges her from her people, but it is clear from her reception and acclamation upon her birthday return to the castle (fireworks, outbursts of song, and parades) that she is clearly loved by all and would face no opposition in the succession. Ariel, however, abandons her claims for sovereignty of the ocean and, while becoming a princess of the land through her marriage, surely would face opposition and no doubt anti-mermaid activists in any of her attempts to rule as. Jasmine and Aladdin might have found true love and managed to have the senile sultan alter the law, but nevertheless her prince is no prince, and the people of Agrabah would most likely rebel under the rule of a woman who married a thief.

There are perhaps other Disney characters that lay claim to princess or other royal titles, such as Thumbelina, however, the aforementioned six are the most popular and therefore the most pertinent to examine. Likewise, there are many various sequels to the classic films that may perhaps have some bearing on these princesses’ claims to legitimacy, but I have made use of only the originals. In summary, the princess with the strongest claim is Princess Aurora of “Sleeping Beauty,” as she is royal by birth, by clear lawful marriage, and by the hinted production of a legitimate heir. Though we the viewers never get to see the future of Aurora’s kingdom in the film, based on rudimentary medieval standards of queenship and legitimacy, it most likely would have flourished under her rule; unless, of course, she found another spinning wheel.

* Note: As highlyeccentric mentioned (by the way, do check out her blog), Snow White herself is a princess by birth, but was cast out of her royal inheritance and, indeed, perhaps even her title by her wicked stepmother, the evil queen. Snow White's claims remain in league with the first group of princesses Belle and Cinderella, however, due to the absence of family, her poverty, and the fact that she never moves to take up her rightful claim to her own kingdom, choosing to live in the kingdom of her prince instead and leaving the dwarves behind. Also, interestingly enough, there is not an actual wedding in Snow White either, so if one wanted to be intensely critical, one could say Snow White did not, despite her birthright, press her claims and instead ran away to live unwed as a concubine. Her prince, though no doubt very charming, was not legally her husband and, thus, not having taken her own kingdom after her stepmother's death and not legally married to a legitimate prince, she rules nothing. There could be something to be said regarding the legitimacy of this "Prince Charming" as well, for what kind of royal family names their heir "Charming?"".

Carolingian
http://medievalisms.blogspot.com/2007/07/disney.html

So there you have it. 5min well spent reading this post. For me I've always loved the movie Beauty and the Beast. And even though Disney keeps protraying belle as a princess in their toys, products, etc., I've never really think of her as a decendent of a royal family in the Disney movie because, well her dad's an inventor for crying out loud. I've always thought that it's just a stunt to make her more glamorous n thus her products would sell.

Girl meets beast, beast turns out to be a prince. Ain't that a happy ending? ;)

I get High after a cuppa

I've always hated coffee. Or beer. Never trully understands why people love them. I hate bitter things. Which includes most coffee n alcohol beverages.

But then i tried ice blended coffees frm starbucks. Ohhh~ did i changed my mind. Its sweet n icy n creamy n i love d taste! After a cup my bf will notice i laugh a whole lot more, i shout more n i'll become hyperactive. I can feel my heart pumping more oxygen to my brain. In short, Im high.

Trying hard not to get addicted to it.

Just-Some-Boring-Post-Which-Is-Not-Interesting

Date: 11-06-08 Day: Wed Time: 2.24pm Mood: Okay-ish

Drats, Im kinda bored, n sleepy. Suppose to work hard out there, bt it was boring without any customers so i came in n surf d net. Still boring, I might as well write sth here.
I got my results (phew) C+ for my programming. No surprise there. I shud thank god tat i didn't fail that subject. Dunno how i got through d classes... 1A n 1A- REALLY big surprise there. Loved the lecturer. Heard she's pregnant. Coolest lecturer so far.

End

(Told u it was boring)

Of exams and finals and mother's day.

Just a quicky b4 i continue my study for my exams. Basically i just write down anything i can think of right nw.

2 more papers to go. My room mate's been packing for the last few days n finally she's shipping herself back to Perak this morning. Sigh... Wish I can do tat too. Instead I got 2 more papers on the 13th n 14, after my dreaded Java on the 3rd. 10 DAYS OF GAP!!! Yeah u might say I got 10 nice days to study bt for me it means 10 days of boring communication between myself n tat useless useless Hubungan Etnik. If you knew me, you would've imagined me playing games on my laptop for 9 days, then study on the last day, while cursing n regretting y didn't i start my studies much earlier b4. Bt somehow I gt d impulse n the determination to lock my laptop in the cupboard for a week n start revisioning on my finals. Bt somehow, I noticed tat I've finish reading every word in CLEO(May) from the first page to the last, dreaming of wad im gonna buy when i set foot in sunway or mid valley. sigh....

Oh well, the only reason Im here cuz i nid to return some stuff to my friend n also get some songs from him, which require my laptop. Imagine the amount of dust I wipe off it.

Oh yeah another thing,

I took half an hour 2 type an mother's day sms for my mom this noon. Its not that im writing an essay to her, its just that some how its really hard for me to express my feeling to her. Even more now when she's having a difficult time. I get so so so shy. how do i tell her i love her n care bout her without feeling awkward? Took me great courage to add "Love you always" at the end of my message. Anyway... Mom, your always no1 in my heart, n I want you to know that we all love you n will always support you. Happy mothers day =D


Ling
11-5-08

Bitching about someone else

Date: 25-4-08 Day: Fri Time:2.30am Mood: Shitty

Yeah im in a bad mood now. Just had to mention this girl, n this thing tat happen almost half a yr ago. Y? Cuz im pissed off at another thing which is completely unrelated to this girl. Yeah im venting my hatred on this thing tat happened a long time ago.
Im in my 1st semester and my friend n i went to this charity where we're suppose to make chinese new year cookies for the orphans n the poor. There was nth wrong wiv the place. Actually i lik the idea. Anyway, we have to roll the dough into tiny marble shape n place it neatly on the tray. tat's wad i did. i rolled them round n nice. n place them on a rectangle tray. I put them lik this:
. x x x x x x x x }x=cookie
. .x x x x x x x
. x x x x x x x x
. .x x x x x x x

any idiot would know this is how u arrange cookies b4 u put them in the oven. Well this girl... lets name her Suzy*. Well This Suzy, at first my friend n I thought tat she was a senior cuz of the way she talks (*non-stop n loud). N she seem to talk more to the guyz, with her smile never fading. I admit she has a pretty face. N she likes to say stupid stuffs.... which is really idiotic really... sth only a total moron will say. She likes to do the finishing touches of the cookie, lik adding one chocolate chip/peanuts on the tip of the cookie, or springkle sesame seeds on others. all the while saying "oh please let me so it, this is sth only a bitch will do. giggle giggle"im not saying this cuz i hate it, im saying this cuz tat's wad she really said. fine mayb not the biatch part. wad she actually say was ... (please imagine it in a high pitch tone) "oh let me do those" and while doing it she will add "only xiao ren will do this kind of thing. giggle giggle". i stare at my friend while she said tat again n again. My friend stared back at me. well we modestly did our job quietly.

as i was saying, i arrange my rolled up dough this way:
x x x x x x x
. x x x x x x
x x x x x x x
. x x x x x x

when the tray is full, i put it on top of the other pile, n took a new one to start. Suzy den took my tray, look at them, n start rolling the pieces around(with tat smile still on her face) so that they're arranged this way:

x x x x x x x
x x x x x x x
x x x x x x x
x x x x x x x

i stared at her. well of course she did not notice me staring. she was too absorbed at wad she was doing. fine. i did nothing, said nth. den another senior passed by n saw wad she was doing. she said the most wonderful thing to Suzy " Suzy dont arrange them too closely together lik tat. im afraid the cookies will stick when they expand in the oven." Suzy's smile frizzes, while mine blossomed like a flower. Yes im evil n nasty. She "ooo..." n start rolling them apart. how do u think the dough looks lik after its rolled abt lik tat? Later we found out she's only a junior lik us.

Mahjong tiles or cards? =S

Phew! 11 posts in a day. Now to write sth that actually happened TODAY!!! I've finally arrived Pudu this morning. I was a bit shocked looking at all the banners of various parties for the election. I guess that's what u get after 1 month of seclusion the in middle of the forest. Michael came n fetch me (thx dar). Later, we had dim sum for brunch at Puchong, and somehow he was invited for dinner at my house.
Anyway, the fun part began after dinner when my mom suggested we play Mahjong. Me, mom, n Mike. Just the 3 of us. As I've declared with greatest regret before this, I suck at Mahjong. Mike got a bit freaked out cuz he thinks it'll be awkward if he wins, or else look idiotic if he lose. He has no idea whether he should purposely win or lose, as if he can do that.
Anyway, the game started. Mom won the 1st game easily. Then she won again n again that I got so bored of losing... But finally, halfway through the game, the tide changed! I got such perfect tiles, or cards, or whatever it's called at the last few games..... that i start giggling n laughing at it, and totally gave my tiles away. It's so unfair that they can tell what kind of cards im having by looking at my expression. Mom even told Mike to never let me play Mahjong with his friends because I totally cant control my emotion n keep a cool face. Well of course they're not throwing out the cards that I wanted. But thank heavens i picked up the card i wanted myself!!! SEK HU~~~~!!!!!
The moral of the story? When playing Mahjong, skill is important, but luck is just as important. Take Mike for instance. He has the skill, BUT NO LUCK! His cards was really bad. XD In the end, he lost the most. But he wastn't even sad bout it cuz everyone was happy n laughing. Especially me, cuz i wont the most. Wheeeeeeee~~~~

Alone

Feel so down n depressed suddenly.
Chocolates n candies scattered around my half of table.
My books piled high at the end wiv my pencil box right on top.
An unwashed mug stands at the corner untouched forever
Listening to House of pain, hoobastank n green day
Words lik fuck, shit, and bitch somehow means a lot lately
I can hear my roomie asking me sth bout her assignment
But I cant hear a word cuz my earphone is plugged in

Why do I feel so alone
No one fucking understands me
Hoping n wishing their smiles n invitations means i finally belong
But why in the end Im still here writing this alone
Keep telling myself not to giv a shit bout them
But somehow it always gets to me

Promised myself to make the best out of life
Doing my best in everything I try
But instead I screw things up
N hate myself for doing so
Cant blame other ppl for my mistakes
I almost understand y im always alone


16-1-08

Birthday Presents

Studying at UUM, It would be the first time for me to spend my birthday alone in Kedah, without my friends and family. Speaking of birthdays one always think of presents! I was skeptical at first. Never made much friends there, I doubted anyone will know It's my birthday, let alone receiving any presents.

On my birthday eve, i couldn't get my hopes too high. Disappointment is not a nice feeling. When the clock struck 12am, hold n behold, my phone rang! Well of course Mike have to call me. He wouldn't want to be miserable went im able to get my hands on him. Then the next thing would be my best friend's bday wish, in the form of an sms! Then some more from my old classmates, which still made me smile. But the sad thing is that my room mates did not say anything about it. Oh well.

The next day i woke up as any other day. Nothing special. The air did not smell any sweeter, no birds were singing, no beautiful sunshine streaming down through the windows (It would be mad to tie the curtains up because We'll all sizzle and die of sunburn. Well i wake up at noon obviously and the sun is not warm, Its HOT! And Its normal for a 20 year old undergraduate to sleep through the morning ok) But, It is my birthday and I am 20 today.

Nothing special happen all morning till one of my room mate came bak from her home town around 5pm. Then, thing starts to get suspicious.... they started talking in whispers.... deny anything when i ask what's wrong.. Finally the truth came out! It was a present for me! a pink lamb wiv curly furs. Well i was touched.

I was also surprised by a slice of chocolate and coffee cheese cake (wiv extra yeast, if u know wad i mean) by one of my seniors. And also a birthday card from Mike. That card brought me alot of trouble because the the sender forgot to write the name of the receiver on the envelope. Never fail to mention how stupid it was whenever i get the chance ever since.

But the best present came from my best bud Carol, a day after my birthday. We went swimming and then lunch was on her! A simple meal and a drink. The best part is she also did my laundry!! Well, what more can a birthday girl ask for?


+LinG+
Nov 2007

My experience as a part-time promoter

i take back everything i said about my would b customers (scary, nasty ppl tat r born to make promoters miserable)... they r in fact really nice n CUTE!!!!
Below r some conversation between the 2 of us...


Scene 1

me: hi cik... nak cuba Nesvita soya Bean milk dengan aloe vera?? ini adalah product baru dalam pasaran... begitu juga dengan madu dan gula merah... (i reach my sample out to them... smiling...)
Customer 1: oh... (she took 1)
Customerr 1's fren: eh... kenapa begitu kurang? (unhappy, but took 1 anyway)
me: oh... saya boleh tambah lagi....(i reach out getting ready to add more to her cup...)
Customer 1's fren: eh, tak nak lah! malu! (dignified)
me: (huh???) o... ok...(did i mention she was chubby??)


Scene 2

me: hi encik nak cuba Susu Soya Nesvita dengan aloe vera??
Customer 2: oh... soya bean milk izit?? with wat?? (i swear he's a malay guy)
me: with aloe vera.. they're cholesterol free with no preservertive... and it's very good for the skin... with beauti benefits of aloe vera..
Customer 2: oh ok... not bad... how much does it cost?
me: its 3.20 for a pack but im afraid they're currently out of stock... but we'll hav it next week
Customer 2: ha?? sold out?? oooohh... but next week got la?
me: yeah i'll b around next week... u can come and find me (smile)
Customer 2: ohh...ok... so its a date ya?
me: (ookaaay....) err... hahahaha... sure... thx for ur time


Scene 3

me: hi encik nak cuba blah blah blah...
Customer 3:oh ini ialah aloe vera ke?? (he n his girlfriend took one)
me: aloe vera... cantik... kehabisan stok...
Customer 3: ha? kehabisan stok?? tu kan kamu sedang serve kan? tak boleh ke bagi satu
Me: oh sorry.. tak boleh... kerana itu adalah sample stock... tak blh dijual... kamu blh cuba madu atau perisa original...
Customer 3: ehhhh... boleh laahhh....bagilah satu sajalah... dia(he nudge his gf) suka... yang madu aku tak mahu...
me: atau kamu dtg minggu depan... ada stock
Customer 3: next week a? tak blhlah... saya dah pergi vacation... ishh... tak apalah...( did i mention all this while his gf was smiling... heeheeheeing n haahaahaaing... anyway they left soon after. i tot tat was the last of them...but i was abt to find out how wrong i was...)
10 min later...
Customer 3 n his gf appeared out off thin air in front of me
Customer 3: eh memang tak ada ke?? dia nak satu lah... bagilah satu...kamu tolong saya hari ini saya tolong kamu esok...
me: memang tak blh la encik minggu depan baru ada..
Cust. 3: aiya... mimggu depan saya dah vacation la...
Me: atau kamu blh suruh teman kamu dtg minngu depan???
Cust 3: alaahh... dia pun tak blh laaahh... dia bkn ord sisni... dia org kedah... sebenarnya dia dah pregnant...
Cust 3's wife: ishh... jahat...
me: ................oh......... errrmmm......... congratulations...............
to my horror... they start cuddling with each other... heeheeheing n haahaahaaing together..... *shiver*...
newlyweds...

Sex, Drugs, Money, hot girls n guyz

I never knew if someone is reading my blog. with only 70+ friends, my blog is not really available 2 everyone. Not many members in friendster even noe tat blogs exist.
I always like a sence of humour. An article tat makes u chuckle or giggle or laugh if possible. But they are always true. I wont tell lies. i usually wont write boring stuff. So when u read my blogs, i'll cross my fingers n hope u laugh till u choke.
But i need readers!!!! and supporters!!! how do i make u ppl read??! Make my title interesting?? or stupid?? or sth hot like "sex, drugs, money, sexy ladies n hot guyz" ....
HA!!! since ur reading this blog now... I've proven that u ARE more attracted to sex, drugs, money, sexy ladies n hot guyz.... Hentai! Pervert!
Oh well... at least ur reading my blog...
5/11/06
Ling

Oh brother!

One afternoon when i got back, my maid was smiling. Odd. she quickly filled me in on what i missed.
According to my maid, my bro was seen prancing around the house showing off his new pair of pant. he asked anyone he saw -which is, fortunately, only my maid- how he looked, saying stuffs like "Bagus can? Cantik tak? Saya beli punya.... cantik can??! " (puke) i was really interested. i looked around and saw my bro standing at the doorway in his room looking dignified.i barged in without asking and looked for the so called 'cantik' looking pair of pants.
Whoa!!! I quickly held it up... It's... it's really.... COOL!!! Its a long khaki pant, with 2 layers on the top. 2 studded belts hung from the side. There's 2 more zipped pocket at the side around the knee..... I loved it!
Well of course my bro would'nt have braged about it in front of me. It was ME trying to persuade him to wear one of these and he'd reject saying he'll look like a riff raff... how ppl wearing these are bad... how he as a "good boy" wont wear dark stuff like these...... they're sooo lalazai.... blah blah blah...... What else can i do but sigh and shake my head??
Obviously I told him what he used to said about these stuff. He was really quiet... embarrassed i guess... I looked at it again... WOW... i almost can't believe it...
"Did u really bought this?"
"It dropped from the sky"
"Dont be stupid. U REALLY BOUGHT THIS???"
" Dunno la! I want sleep d. Get out now!"
wait, i dont see any price tags... Then i realised.
"You didnt bought it, someone gave it to you as a gift." wondering who would give him a present on Nov when his birthday was Feb... Mayb our cousin gave his old pants to him...
" I bought it ok. Really."
" No i dont believe You bought it. Kah Yee gave it to you right?"
" No, I bought it. Y would'nt u believe me? I bought it"
"No u did not! " i said stubbornly " u wouldnt buy these kind of street wear." thinking he wouldnt even noe how to pay at the counter.
" I bought it!! Why wouldnt you listen to me?"
He laughed. This was getting stupid and funny.
I looked at my watch & realised I was almost late for tuition. I threw his pants on him saying " You did'nt buy it" and rushed out. After 3 hours of tuition the confused pants was forgotten.
The next day, when i was studying in my bro's room, I saw a card om his table. I picked it up. It was thick and black. Large red words wrote PLANET FIVE and smaller words of the same colour underneath it wrote Worldwide Street Wear Brand. OMG! Its the brand tag of the pants! A large logo of of an eyeball with a pair of wings printed across it. I checked the price tag : RM 19.90. WOW...I got get one myself, I thought disbelievingly. Looking closer, there was another blurred '1' between 19. It actually read RM119.90!!!
I was shocked beyond measurement.... My brother actually invested RM100 on street wear instead of food??!! And its 100% cotton... Ha... what's wrong with the world?? i dont noe him anymore....
But then i felt.... proud! My little brother has finally grown up to be a teenager... Ah... the tears of joy... (just an expression. My eyes r still dry.)
I just remembered... he is having a graduation ceremony tomorrow. His class is performing a dance adapted from High School musical. He needed a pants for the dance. That explains it.
Well.... I'm impressed.

2/11/06

Hansel and Gretel in modern language

Hansel and Gretel were two children with a nice father and a nice mother.The nice mother died, and the father married a bitch. The bitch wanted the kids out of the way so she'd have more money to spend on herself. She bullied her spineless, soft-headed hubby into taking Hansel and Gretal into the woods and killing them. The kids' father relented at the last moment, allowing them to live so they could starve to death in the woods instead of dying quickly and mercifully at the blade of his knife. While they were wandering around, they found a house made out of candy. It was owned by a witch who was into cannibalism. She locked them up and told them that when they were good and fat, she was going to eat them.But the kids got the best of her. Hansel shoved her into her own oven. They found the witch's treasure, and they must have found a map, too, because they eventually arrived home again. When they got there, Dad gave the bitch the boot and they lived happily ever after. The End.

Stephen King
(Yes he's the US thriller writer)

Trip on The Doulos

We got so tired. So we rest at a little cafeteria sitting silently... too tired 2 talk. Looking up, we saw two foreign guiding several locals. One is a German with flaming red hair and goatee, with a sharp chin, a bit shorter than me. Another is a european with short black hair. and deep blue eyes. its obvious this guy is very -i mean REALLY- good looking.
"Aww a German!" Carol exclaimed softly. She's a fan of Germany during the world cup.
Our eyes met and a sly grin spread across our faces. Both knowing what we're thinking. We both look back at them.
"I think they just guide those VIP's or something. See that little tag with the word "GUEST" on the women's shirt?" i said
" Quick, lets go or they'll leave soon"
"I want to stand beside the european. U can have the German."
i grabed the camera and we both stood up.
Go ask f they can take pictures withus!" Carol said hurriedly.
I took an awkward step forward, with the camera in my hands. Feeling my face burn, my courage melted away. Turning back, I asked Carol.
"Do u really think its a good idea?"
"Just go!"
I took two more timid steps. The foreiggners were done with the "guests". The German looked at me. I freaked, turned around and thrust the camera towards Carol.
"I've asked the first time. Now it's ur turn"
Carol hesitated. She walked up beside me. But before taking the camera, she whispered suddenly "Quick! They're leaving!"
As i took 2 more steps about to open my month, the 2 astonishingly good looking guys turn around and walked down the hall, then disappeared around the corner. Few sacond passed before i came back to my senses.
I wondered how stupid I must've looked staring down at an empty hallway with my camera poised. I quickly glanced around to see if anyne's watching. At corner was a Korean guy we saw during the play and a women in a milk maid frock.
We both blame each other as we sat. I looked back at the couple. Carol saw what i was watching.
"wanna take photos with them?" she asked
"now?"
"Yeah. Before they're busy."
They're not so scary so I asked them in a really cool manner. The Dutch replied in a cooler tone. "Yeah. Alright." the South Korean Guy was really enthusiastic. He practically jumped up when we asked. While we're looking around to see if anyone can hold the camera, he went up and ask the pretty blonde bartender to take our photos.

For full account of what happened that day, kindly ask for information from me or carol

Stupid girl, stupid girls, stupid girls. Maybe if I act like that, that guy will call me back. What a Paparazzi girl, I don't wanna be a stupid girl.

Go to Fred Segal, you'll find them there. Laughing loud so all the little people stare. Looking for a daddy to pay for the champagne. (Drop a name) What happened to the dreams of a girl president. She's dancing in the video next to 50 Cent.They travel in packs of two or three. With their itsy bitsy doggies and their teeny-weeny tees.Where, oh where, have the smart people gone? Oh where, oh where could they be?

Maybe if I act like that, that guy will call me back. What a Paparazzi girl, I don't wanna be a stupid girl. Baby if I act like that, flipping my blond hair back. Push up my bra like that, I don't wanna be a stupid girl.

(Break it down now)Disease's growing, it's epidemic. I'm scared that there ain't a cure. The world believes it and I'm going crazy. I cannot take any more. I'm so glad that I'll never fit in. That will never be me. Outcasts and girls with ambition. That's what I wanna see. Disasters all around. World despaired. Their only concern. Will they **** up my hair.

[Interlude] Oh my god you guys, I totally had more than 300 calories today. That was so not sexy, no. Good one, can I borrow that? [Vomits] I WILL BE SKINNY.
(Do ya think? Do ya think? Do ya think?) (I like this, like this, like this) Pretty will you **** me girl, silly I'm so lucky girl. Pull my head and suck it girl, stupid girl! Pretty would you **** me girl, silly I'm so lucky girl. Pull my head and suck it girl, stupid girl!

Baby if I act like that, flipping my blond hair back. Push up my bra like that, stupid girl! Maybe if I act like that, that guy will call me back. What a Paparazzi girl, I don't wanna be a stupid girl. Baby if I act like that, flipping my blond hair back. Push up my bra like that, I don't wanna be a stupid girl.


Pink

This Is the true Joy In Life

This is the true joy in life:
Being used for a purpose recognised by yourself as a mighty one;
Being thoroughly worn out before you are thrown on the scrap heap;
Being a force of nature instead of a feverish selfish little clod of ailments and grievances complaining that the world will not devote itself to making you happy.


George Bernard Shaw

I got My Licence!!!! / My first car accident...

Notice how the mood of my title changes from excitement to Oh NO!!!!! I delayed my drivng lessons almost a year compared to my peers...(dont ask me what hav i been doin for the last 12 months) so when my friends are starting to remove the P sticker... im eager to stick it to the proton saga my dad "Borrowed" me to drive...
i passed my driving test the first time. Around March 2006. no re-tests... Mike n carol failed the uphill... mom failed the parking, but i did pay extra for my "on the road" tests... i guess i got cocky.... sigh... regrets..... but dad was waiting for my accident to happen i think... he knew i'll crash into something sooner or later.... well i've learnt my lesson. always look the rear mirror when reversing. as do stopping at junctions... i always forgot that...
Driving is not easy... but fun especially the car crash. Okay just joking. i crashed into a car when i was reversing. i was driving the 4th time. N i was just telling Carol how easy is driving the day b4 that....(me n my big mouth) My whole family was in the car. It was dark n raining..... it hurst to recall the day... But i must not give up.... my short term dream is to drive myself to tuition...

My first blog.... at blogger!

I've finally decided to create a blog at blogger.com cuz it seems that friendster cant accept more than 10 blogs. My first blog magically dissappeared when i entered my 11th blog. Which is why i gave up on frienster blog and start blogging here cuz i think what friendster did was unforgivable! CURSES! Made me sooo angry. That's why the next 10 blogs will be my old blogs from friendster. Another cool thing about blogger is that i can add whatever media i want! Take that friendster! Hahax XD