Friendster hamster

Am mighty late in getting into all this - I mean, WHERE THE BLOODY HELL HAVE I BEEN??? tried it out once, but that was an experiment for work-related stuff. Only in the last 2 weeks or so, did I actually bother to get my name and profile and name in. Thanks to Beebz, who's actually "re-started" all this with Facebook.com. Although I have to admit the novelty's really keeping it kinda fun......=P

I wonder - are most single people Friendster really out to look for OTHER single people/partner? Coz I put a pretty decent picture of myself, and I notice I get checked out by unknown single men pretty often. Its an average of 1-2 men I don't know a day. Seriously, are Singaporean guys that desperate to get hitched??? Or just don't know how to chat up women in a normal social setting (I don't consider Friendster or any Net means normal hor...)??

Am toying with the idea of an interesting experiment - stick up a slutty pic with lots of cleavage and then measure the no. of hits from there......Hmmmm.... maybe.... just maybe..... It'll be fun to see the results to that though!! *hee*

Adolescence

A good friend of mine pointed out this out to me the other day (while I was complaning about work) - "You have this me vs the world thing about you - not very healthy leh...."

Yes, I am still a child in a lot of ways, with temper tantrums et all. Always think the whole world has something against me when things go wrong. Never quite my own fault first. =P

Made me wonder what defines adult and adulthood - just in terms of no. of years spent in this world? Baah.... such an inaccurate measure. I know of tons of people, including myself, who are still children and behave like one.

Perhaps we are all just "aged children" for the lack of a better oxymoron.

Then again, when do we REALLY become adults?? Or does the term "ADULTS" exist only as an illusion, never reality??

Interestingly, Frederick Buechner's Whistling In The Dark talked about adolscence today. He had an interesting take on it:

"The ancient Druids are said to have taken a special interest in in-between things like mistletoe, which is neither quite a plant nor quite a tree, and mist, which is neither quite rain nor quite air, and dreams which are neither quite walking nor quite sleep. They believed that in such things as those they were able to glimpse the mystery of two worlds at once.

Adolscents can have the same glimpse by looking in the full-length mirror on back of the bathroom door. The opaque glance and the pimples. The fancy new nakedness they're all dressed up in with no place to go. The eyes full of secrets they have a strong hunch everybody is on to. The shadowed brow. Being not quite a child and not quite a grown-up either is hard work, and they look it. Living in two world at once is no picnic.

One of the worlds, of course, is innocence, self-forgetfulness, openness, playing fo fun. The other is experience, self-consciousness, guardedness, playing for keeps. Some of us go on straddling them both for years.

The rich young ruler of the Gospels comes to mind (Matt 19:16-22). It is with all the recklessness of a child that he asks Jesus what he must do to be perfect. And when Jesus tells him to give everything to the poor, it is with all the prudence of a senior vice-president of Morgan Guaranty that he walks sadly away.

We become fully and undividedly human, I suppose, when we discover that the ultimate prudence is a kind of holy recklessness, and our passion for having finds peace in our passion for giving, and playing for keeps is itself the greatest fun. Once this has happened and our adolescence is behind us at last, the delight of the child and the sagacity of the Supreme Court Justice are largely indistinguishable."

Its been a loong time......

Sorry lah sorry - its been a crazy (and hectic!) couple of weeks! =)

Been away to Vietnam for work - it was a BLAST. Ate well (food's amazing!), slept real well (I felt like I was spending a weekend at Raffles Hotel at some stage!), and got to know a whole bunch of interesting people (mostly new faces to me). Vietnam's a charming place - pity its fast disappearing with globalisation.

Will leave this photo I took of the resort we stayed in in Danang to explain it all (no, I did not rip this off their website - took it myself!!). This is just part 1 - tell u more next time. *wink*

It sure is droolworthy isn't it?? I wanna go back!!

I'm a feminist at heart, I think.

Not a bra-burning, lesbo type of feminist, but just one who feels the burn of indignation when women, esp Asian women, fail to see that they're worth so much more than society makes them out to be. Which probably explains why I like Asian American literature so much.

I think when your boyfriend/husband tells you to get a boob job, that's just wrong. You should tell him to f*** off. And when he asks you to participate in a threesome with him and his friends, crashing the vase next to you over his head is a terrific option.

No woman, should ever put up with such shit. I can understand that love can sometimes make us incredibly blind. But surely deep within, we know we deserve so much more than that.

I read about these 2 women who persuaded their daughters to have sex with their husband in today's Straits Times. It broke my heart. No man, not even your husband, has authority over your life in that way. Obedience in this case, is a crappy excuse. Yes, he is the head of the home, but a fundamental sense of right and wrong, should have kicked in prompting you, as a mother and a wife, that its not right.

But beyond abuse even, in the recent series of articles about women earning less than men in Singapore (in line with International Women's Day), because feeling that raising the children's their responsibility more than their husband's. I get that we're more into nurturing that men are, but hey, parenting's a shared responsibility - why do women have to be the ones making sacrifices and doing the juggling all the time?? And why can't we share out the responsibilities, so both partners have equally successful careers? Why can't our husbands stay at home with the kids, when the wives do need to work/have more successful careers?

Maybe I lack experience and insight - I've not been a wife or mother myself. Or maybe I've just viewed the world from an overtly western perspective most of the time.

I talked to a young lady on Monday night, fresh out of law school, all bright-eyed and bushy-tailed in the working world. I asked her what her plans were career-wise and whether she had a goal to make partner by a particular age. Her reply to me was kinda pathetic (to me) - while she'd like to make partner, she thinks she probably won't coz at some point, as women, she said she'd probably want to start a family and put energy into that. So its pretty impossible to make it to the top of her game.

I cringed. If we all start off in our minds that we can't at least aim to have it all (whatever that all may be, ie career, family etc), then it would never materialise coz its not even a possibility in our minds. I noe we need to be realistic, but at the same time, I think we could too, be also a little more ambitious. For our own sake. And I think men respect us more when we actually demonstrate that we are equals on a level playing field.

I think women should stand up more for who they are, and what they're worth. We've underestimated ourselves for far too long. And I'd like to think that while men and women are different in nature, we were created to be equals in God's eyes.

Even 8 Days seems bent on mocking me - this week's issue is a feature on SIA girls.

While I don't think most SQ girls are stupid and bimbotic, I do know of at least one who is - The sum total of her existence to men, is the location of her pussy. Self-fulfilling prophecy really.

Thankfully I was raised well, with a good dose of self-respect.

I'm still incredibly incredibly angry. Bloody pissed off.

And when I'm like that, am not a pretty sight. Have a hundred mean things I'd like to hurl at specific people right now. I'd like to hurt them, and make them pay for their deeds.

But the love of Christ constraints me, holds me back from saying things I'd regret, reminds me that I'm not necessarily better than them.

Because of that, I'll reserve my comments. And for that, I'm thankful.

Epiphany

Moment of epiphany:-

People do stupid things. As long as there are people, they'd always end up doing stupid things, but they don't necessarily need to be stupid to do stupid things. Even smart people do stupid things.

The people who are truly stupid are those who do stupid things, refuse to recognise that the thing they are doing is extremely stupid, keep doing it, and never realise/understand why they should stop doing the stupid thing (for their own good).

Ah well. We're all humans - we have our moments.

For some reason I have a lot to say. Its probably got to do with spending a weekend in angry reflection. =P