Beauty In the Eye of the Beholder...

Dear B-l-o-g,

As I was coming home today a thought came into my head. What is beauty? What is the price to attain beauty? (left: is this beauty?)

I saw this girl at the mrt today. She is not what guys would call a beauty. In fact, she would be what most crude guys when they're gossiping among their guy friends, would call, a "whale". She doesn't have a pretty face and neither does she have the body to die for. I wonder...hmmm..does she think of becoming beautiful and desirable one day...or to have guys make second glances at her...I look at her and wonder what she is feeling when guys treat her as just part of the background... Then in my mind I wonder, what if she were to lose weight, put on makeup, style her hair differently or even wear less baggy clothes...she could look pretty...maybe she might be even prettier when combined with her great personality.

Personality...what you're lacking in beauty you make up for it in personality...I always believe this to be true... I have friends whom are not called ravishing beauties but are certainly wonderful in the personality department. They are fun to be with. The day is never dull when they're around..but sometimes, like me, we do wonder how it feels like to captivate guys at first sight. Or to just drop a pen and have guys come over and help as though we've lost our contact lense. Or to get discounts and special privileges at hip places.

But then, what I've come to realise is that, with beauty you have to pay a high price. For one, you can't choose the attention you're getting. It can be from handsome men to old, perverted uncles. There is simply no way to say that you only want attention from certain men because ALL men have eyes and you can't keep them from roving around. Then, when these men craving for your attention just can't seem to get you, they get desperate and start stalking you. Somehow or another they can just appear under your block, in the shopping centre, and might even be in the bra department when you're buying a bra. Those with years of experience in stalking will make it look like their presence is "by coincidence" and that when you ask them,

"Are you following me?"

They will reply,

"No, I just happen to be in the area. I think we must have some special connection as I can somehow feel your lovely presence. This is fate...don't you agree?"

When they sound like that, ladies(oh.. and men too), I suggest you better get a "keep 100m away from me" order from the police.

So, all in all...I guess it's good to be average or cute or nice-looking. If your looks are just normal, it might not neccessarily be boring. In fact, it's such a turn on when underneath that normal exterior lies a fun, sassy and beautiful interior. (and guys, no.. I'm not talking about body parts) (o.o)

It's All A Fantasy...

Dear B-l-o-g,

I've just realised that I love to fantasize...Sub-consciously, everytime I see a cute guy on tv, or an upcoming drop-dead gorgeous singer, or even those "prettier than a girl" Taiwanese pop idol I will somehow create a story in my head that they will fall hopelessly head over heels for me at first sight. hhhmmm..(note: f-a-n-t-a-s-y)


Ok..in reality, this will never happen as I am not gorgeous, I am the kind whereby you'll need to know me to hate me.hehe!... but to have these gorgeous, handsome idols fall head over heels in love with me at 1st sight is like hoping for snow in Singapore. I mean seriously, it does feel good to fantasize. And I'm sure many of us do this...I admit it!..I'm a dreamer, be it day or night.


Recently, I caught this drama called "Hana Kimi (Taiwan version)" and I was so taken aback by the beauty of these Taiwan actors. This guy, Wu Chun (see left), he is so damn...ermm...hand..er..pret..I guess the word would be "pretty handsome". He, to me, is the ideal "pretty boy". He has, the muscles, the well-toned body, the luscious lips, the puppy dog eyes, the pearly white teeth & even the soft ever perfect hair. How can a guy look this good? I feel attracted as well as jealous at the same time that he could have all this features...why can't I look that good? I need plastic surgery! So, like most girls, I would fantasize that I would have long, flowy hair and have the perfect combination of the drop-dead-gorgeous girl image and dream that somehow I was in Taiwan (or his hometown, Brunei) and we bumped into each other and he fell for me at 1st sight...and bla bla bla.. (the story can be quite long) .. then I will wake up to the reality that, my fantasies for him will just fade after a while.


Here are my top few reasons for a fantasy to fade...

• You don't really know the person that you're fantasizing about because you never knew him on a personal basis. (If there is no substance, you'll lose interest.)
  
  
• Everything will always be perfect in the fantasy that you'll eventually get bored of your own story line.
  


• You and him will always be the main character and there is no one else in the fantasy to provide comic relief.
  


• There will be a point whereby you'll fantasize that you married him and then the fantasy stops there because marriage (even in fantasy) seems to put an end to the romance.
  


• You start to have a headache as you just can't seem to get the story to continue as your mind always keeps on repeating the best parts of the fantasy.
  


• In the fantasy, you can't decide on what type of clothes to wear that you spend most of the time fantasizing on clothes instead.
  


• When you wake up and realized that he is gay.

But screaming girls & (I assume guys too) , fans of Taiwan pop idols..(as a disclaimer to the last line of my reasons list), don't worry..I am not saying that these guys are in reality gay or anything . I for one, wouldn't know as I am not a fan. You as the fan decide on whether they are or not but deep down, if you think about it...how well can you say you really know your idols... or even anybody...?

PS: Even though my blog is not a well-known one, but if Mr Wu Ji Zun* or representative, ever chances upon this blog, my advise to him would be,

"Please..do not put your wife's name in your tattoo. Your child's name would be better as your child will 4ever b yours.."

(Seriously boys and girls, it's not funny when you have to laser of your partner's name after they leave you...) But try not to have too many kids...soon you'll be running out of space to tattoo their names on your arm, and I don't think your kids will like it if you start tattooing their names on your butt..

(* Dear b-l-o-g, got this info about him from wikipedia.com. strange that he is in WIKIPEDIA, I wonder how I can get myself in that..?hmmm..I guess I have to be famous 1st then..duh!) (.o.)

So Unaware...

Dear B-l-o-g,

It's safe to say that I've finally figured out how to add in my photo into my profile. Who knew that it was in the "Dashboard" area. (Sidenote: I'm sure millions knew and I'm just the bumbling 1% who needs to go to "Help" to find out.) Well now that we got that settled, let's start the gossip..wahahaha!

This happened yesterday, (was too tired to type this in after all the good food I've stuffed down my throat, but that is another story) So, what happened, you might ask? Well..if you must know..

Me and Zur (a close friend whom I've shared work pains & sufferings with for the past 2 years) went to Thai Xpress Marina square for our once/twice a month guzzling session, when it so happens that there was a service staff who irritatingly keeps on smiling in our direction. It's obvious that he is smiling to Zur which is obvious as men only have eyes for the dark and exotic and tho I might be considered dark, but I'm certainly not exotic..I'm erratic.. Zur seems to know him as she smiled back at him, only to be found out later that she did it out of courtesy. Needless to say, my dark and exotic friend did not even know the guy's name. That is sooo her..!

But this guy, whom I feel is somewhat over-confident that she remembers him, casually walks over to our table and starts a conversation with her. Note, the "her"...there's no us, just her. So here I am, practically invisible while he starts to chat with Zur. I was starting to do a play-by-play in my mind about how I should "put him down" to make him stop talking, when he stopped my plot by attending to another patron. He said, before he go,

"Call me when you're ready to order ok?"

but knowing that he will use the opportunity to chat up Zur, we decided to call for another staff to serve us. With that, I guess he was a bit disappointed that someone else served us as later, while we were busily eating and happily chatting, he came and interrupted us again. I mean seriously...how irritating can this guy get? So here he is, standing over our table, but thank god, we've almost finished, when he starts to say things like

"Why you order this? You should have ordered something else.."

to which Zur diligently says,

"It says on the menu, by popular demand what, so I choose this then".

Suddenly a small debate on food popped up,

"You should have asked me 1st, this one is not good, I should know better", he confidently said.

In my mind I'm like wondering, if he seems to know better then they should not put "by popular demand" in the menu then. They should put something like, "For the best choice, ask this nameless guy". He not only doesn't stop there, somehow in the conversation, he manages to slip in (as a way of impressing Zur) that he is the manager there by saying,

"Actually I anytime can chow, but my staff not enough."

L A M E ... Then he was saying desperate lines, like,

"Who's your boyfriend now? Brad pitt or what's his name issit?"

Bla bla bla bla bla... (saw his lips moving but the words don't mean a thing..!) So, as not to spoil our mood, we paid our bill, to which he came over again, in all desperation, and said something in the lines of,

"See it's a good thing I'm here, got discount some more,"

of which I saw was only a miserable 20%. Knowing that he was eventually going to be eating dust once we got out from there, he starts by saying,

"So where you going for your dessert? You should eat at Secret Recipe, they have very good desserts. I know, I usually eat their desserts. Plus, I know the staff there."

(Note: Secret Recipe is just opposite Thai Xpress, so its obvious he wants her to stick around...OH GOD NO!)

Zur replied "No lar".

He tries again,

"So then where you going?".

Zur looks at me, I look at her and we sort of just shrug our shoulders, make frowning faces and she says,

"Don't know, we see where lar.."

Clever girl. So as we got up to go, his last attempt was a puny,

"Hey aren't we gonna exchange numbers or something?"

So with Zur in front, practically being pushed by me, unable to respond to his request and my back facing him while blocking his view of her, it can only mean one thing...

"Eat dust LAME boy!

PS: Zur is still clueless about his name. And I guess at that moment, he must be really pissed at me for making him lose his chance of getting close to Zur. Well, I really wished him all the best in his future "endeavours" and frankly, "I don't give a damn!" (.O.)

My 1st day as a Blogger...

Finally, manage to sign up for my own blog. Bad news is, I still can't figure out how the heck am I suppose to add in my pic under the About section... hrrmm or it can't be done? Aargh..anyways too sleepy to figure it out. I'll save the exploring for another day then.

For now, blog, say "hello" to MAddieS & MAddieS say "goodnite" to blog. I'll see you when I have time to spare..