Sarah and Joe; he's only a sophomore in high school and already there are random girls who are screaming his name when he goes on stage ( i am not referring to SSma and I :P )...A lovely picture of the siblings indeed...weill Joe remember this night with fondness?
And the winner! So surreal! The KING is born!
This is the REAL REASON why ssma and I went! Boys who could become HOT men! Ahh! Check out the pecs on guy in the middle! Talk about definition! We think he's hot or has the potential to be...No lusting though...it was innocent admiration. We are afterall older than these kids by 3 years. heh!
This was still from the senior's act....singing a Beetle's song....they actually drew on the ties! I think it's fabulous...Shirley thinks it is ugly. Cute inflatable guitars!
Seems like guys like to cross dress....this was a really cute talent show put on by the seniors...I never thought the boys would look so cute in their tutu skirts! I must also add that guy in the middle did so many clothes changes that he forgot to put on his skirt at the end and came out in his black tights! Oops!! Embarrassing!!!!
Joe takes center stage....i feel like the camera totting Asian chick here! Sarah sits looking so serene and every once in awhile, Shirley and I start screaming Joe's name! hahaha....well, more like I keep snapping pictures of Joe...here's one of him doing his solo piece!
We came to MR FALCON to support Sarah's brother, Joe! He's No 6., I think we can all see who number 6 is.... :)
So we were to spend the next few hours watching a MR FALCON contest! It's like picking the prom king. Lady in this picture is the homecoming queen...she's got a nice dress i must say. She looks all grown up on stage....all the people on stage look grown up...relative distance i guess?
Hanging out with Shirley and Sarah in MI before they go off to conquer the world (Canada and Central America South) and I go to China and India. Remember I said we were at Brays? The mentioned crinkle fries and cheesburgers are held in their hands! Sarah likes it!
At Bray's donkey place where they serve cheap cheeseburgers and crinkle fries. So good! I am obviously loving it!
Passport Travels...
OOh! Talk about getting an adrenalin rush...my beloved passport will arrive on Thursday at 10am!Wee! And my flight is on the same day at 6pm; coolness...taking the JUST-IN-TIME delivery to new heights! :)
Excuse me...Are you American?
p/s: I'm having an identity crisis 5 days before I leave the countryoops! My contact person in India mentioned something that made me a little worried. "We are excited to have you here because you are our first CEEDer from the US"........I am starting to wonder if this means he thinks I am American?.... *nervous laugh*Maybe I am blowing this out of proportion but I almost feel that i must be able to represent the US in some way despite my nationality. (Which is Singaporean if you don't know by now). Even though they all know I am Asian, from Singapore but they would hope I can share a slice of my experience from the states and tell them more about the States.Is this how our SNs (students who go abroad) from here feel when they are about to embark on their traineeship abroad? Do they have these questions swimming in their head about what to say if someone asks them a question about the US? We always did those sessions where we put our SNs on the hot spot by bombarding them with questions about what people overseas would ask an American in order to prepare them. I was always on the side of the table that would fire questions at them. 1. Why Bush?2. Why does the US fight the Iraq war?3. Are American people fat? The list goes on.... these are the questions people ask in ignorance no matter their motivation behind the questions.Strangely, I never thought this day would come when i would feel this nervousness about how to talk about America. I am afraid I will say something that is not representative of an American will really say. How can I help the people in India understand this country when I know so little about it?! I am not sure what my identity will be in India....because I don't even think I know what my Singapore side is anymore. People tell me I speak with an American accent now...especially my sisters... and the funny thing is that I can only revert to my Singaporean accent when I am with fellow Singaporeans. So strangers who don't know my background will think I am from the US, or China if I am lucky. Don't get me wrong, I am not annoyed that they think I am from China (it's a great country by the way and I like the association!) But where's the Singapore slang gone too? Guess I'll only know when I get to India who i am.....!
I love this picture!
Step 2: When Step 1 fails because your parents want to play golf in Malaysia...ask your brother for help!
I should be studying!! A take home due tomorrow! Ahh!But I feel i must keep up with this blogging activity since it's gonna serve as a testimony of my efforts in having a crazy summer. hee!So I finally called home today (after spending $10 on a calling card). It's 11pm in Singapore, the time when my parents unsuccessfully try to watch the news every night because they are sleeping. Anyway, I manage to speak with my dad and convey that my passport is on its way home (but I am not) and that someone must be home on Thursday at noon because that's when it will arrive. After leaving a long string of instructions of applying for my visa to India, I hear my dad mumble "okay, send email" (That's functional speak for you! He's so good at getting to the point in 3 words!) I make a victory sign because Daddy dearest didn't protest my irresponsible behavior this timel. I was so wrong!I get a call at about 8.50pm EST, that's about 8.50am in Singapore the next day. It's Daddy and he's not very happy. Apparently he made the connection about my passport arriving while he slept and must have had some nightmares. We begin the conversation like this...Dad: (Yelling over the phone) Girl! Why do you want to go to India!? It's not economical! You'll be coming out to work in a few months! Waste money only! Me: Urm, it's for experience; I haven't been to India and I know I won't have a chance to go in future.Dad: Aiyah...experience?! You can get experience when you come out to work! Who's paying for your air ticket?Me: Daijie ( that's my sister who works in UK)Dad: Anyway, I am not going to be able to guarantee your visa I tell you! Your mummy and I are going to Malacca on Friday morning!"Me: Huh? I'll get John to do it then.Phone conversation ends in 5 mins...but like all good Asian people, never take the words at face value. Sigh, my dad is not a happy camper at this point because I have managed to get around the system by getting my sister to pay for my trip. And who is John? That's my brother aka "Shitty boy". He's 19 this year and is not the most motivated person in the world. The last time I told him to pass a present to my friend for her 21st birthday, it took him 9 months to get down to doing it. And that was only because I was back in Singapore over Spring break and physically abused him (pulled his ear) for not doing it earlier. Step 2: off to talk to John!
Going to India Step 1. Send your passport home
Sma gave me the Kama Sutra today! Haha! I'm not quite sure what I should do with it, though it's exciting to look at it because it reminds me that i am going to india in another 40 days! I just got my confirmation letter yesterday and another cool surprise was that I was awarded thr OS internship award! This definitely helps to reduce costs over the summer, and pay for the expensive air tickets to London and India. Wee!!So I finally sat down after the crazy AIESECness to figure out my summer logistics and realized to my horror that I had 10 days to apply for a visa to China and India. Being the true AIESECer that I am, I start churning out options for my trip. Should I express mail my forms into Chicago to apply for the visas?Should I apply while in China for the Chinese one and the Indian one?Or should I just do it in London when I visit my sisters in another 10 days?All options are out when i realize I have to surrender my passport for more than 10 days to get the visas processed. And so I hit on the grandest (or most stupid) idea of them all....send my passport back to SINGAPORE! Muahaha! I promptly pay Fed-ex a good amount of my personal wealth and scram to get all my documents in order for the visa application. As we speak, my passport should be strapping its seat belt in preparation for the flight to Singapore! The cool thing though is that I haven't told mummy dearest that she needs to help me send the passport to the Indian Consulate in Singapore. Oops! I can imagine her screaming over the phone already. "Why didn't you plan way ahead for this!?" Because it's AIESEC and things happen at the snap of a finger, you can't really plan for things when you are in a crazy organization like this! I'm loving every moment of it! :)
A beautiful story...
It hurts to love someone and not be loved in return, but what is most painful is to love someone and never finding the courage to let the person know how you feel.Maybe God wants us to meet a few wrong people before meeting the right one so that when we finally meet the right person, we should know how to be grateful for that gift.Love is when you take away the feeling, the passion, the romance - and you find out you still care for that person.A sad thing about life is when you meet someone that means a lot to you, only to find out in the end that it was never bound to be and you just have to let go.When one door of happiness closes, another opens but often we look so long at the closed door that we don't see the one which has been opened for us.The best kind of friend is the one you could sit on a porch, swing with, never say a word, and then walk away feeling like that was the best conversation you've had.It's true that we don't know what we've got until we lose it, but it's also true that we don't know what we've been missing until it arrives.Giving someone all your love is never an assurance that they'll love you back; don't expect love in return, just wait for it to grow in their hearts but if it doesn't, be content it grew in yours.There are things you love to hear but you would never hear it from the person from whom you would like to hear it, but don't be deaf to hear it from the person who says it with his heart.Never say goodbye when you still want to try - never give up when you still feel you can take it - never say you don't love that person anymore when you can't let go.Love comes to those who still hope even though they've been disappointed, to those who still believe even though they've been betrayed, need to love those who still love even though they've been hurt before.It takes a minute to have a crush on someone, an hour to like someone and a day to love someone - but it takes a lifetime to forget someone.Don't go for looks, it can deceive; don't go for wealth - even that fades away. Go for someone who makes you smile because only a smile makes a dark day seem bright. Hope you find that person.There are moments in life when you really miss someone that you want to pick them from your dreams and hug them for real. Hope you dream of that someone.Dream what you want to dream; go where you want to go; be what you want to be, cause you have only one life and one chance to do all the things you want in life.May you have enough happiness to make you sweet, enough trials to make you strong, enough sorrow to keep you human, enough hope to make you happy and enough money to buy me gifts Always put yourself in other's shoes. If you feel that it hurts you, it probably hurts the person, too.A careless word may kindle strife; a cruel word may wreck a life; a timely word may level stress; a loving word may heal and bless.The beginning of love is to let those we love be perfectly themselves, and not to twist them with our own image - otherwise, we love only the reflection of ourselves we find in them.The happiest of people don't necessarily have the best of everything they just make the most of everything that comes along their way.Happiness lies for those who cry, those who hurt, those who have searched and those who have tried. For only they can appreciate the importance of people who have touched their lives.Love starts with a smile, develops with a kiss and ends with a tear.The brightest future will always be based on a forgotten past, you can't go on well in life until you let go of your past failures and heartaches.When you were born, you were crying and everyone around you was smiling; live your life so that when you die, you're smiling and everyone around you is crying.
Introduction of the mighty self
I forgot to introduce myself to the blogging world!
Name: Li'er Wong
AIESECer all the way. I live, dream, breathe, and wear AIESEC. Sometimes a student.
Other interests: Dance, trance, research work that helps me unravel the great mysteries in life
DOB: 17 Dec 19...
Plans for the future: To take over the world. heh! Live on an island off the British Isle. Coolness.
Other cool facts: I don't like flowers commercially prepacked because they cannot live. Love Bonsai plants. Love cats. I nerd in America but party everywhere else. :)
p/s: Check out
www.theguvernment.com for the hottest party spot in Toronto!
First Blog ever! The unedited version: April 11th
I should be studying but I am not. Talk about being productive?!
:) I love AIESEC...and wait...I love Myself too...let's hope I'll have the discipline to write this when summer begins!Li'erp/s: branding rocks!
