Sex Sells

And so, If I put the links to the NYP sex scandal, my traffic to my site would probably increase, and more people would know about Beauty World.

Cabaret, Musical with Balls: Why does everything have to revolve around sex:)?

I don't know, maybe people just don't get enough.

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Relationships Part 2

I was just reading Jo's blog, which was linked somewhat to Shar's blog, and both of them got me thinking quite a bit. Incidentally, if you made it to my RSS list, you're on my "read every time you update" list, so be very honored indeed:).

I guess today I somehow managed to piss off someone. Is it true that guys and girls can never form close platonic relationships? I used to believe it to be true, but then, does the guy only look for someone who is "Greener", on the other side of the fence? What do the girls think?

There is a huge difference forming friendships when you're single compared to when you're part of a couple. Somehow, you want to form these close relationships with friends that you find interesting, but then, are you supposed to tell your bf/gf about them? I remember I used to think that coupledom is exclusive: it is hard to find mutual friends who don't think they are being lightbulbs. And not finding mutual friends who support both of you is the surest way to disaster.

Which is essentially what I saw happening time and time again. Friends have to accept your half, for better or for worse, and if they don't, life is going to be that much harder. Furthermore, forming close friendships with the opposite sex should not be an issue at all in a relationship, if both parties are honest about the "platonicness" of it.

Sometimes, we do fall for those closest to us; I did before. But then, losing a close friend hurts much more, sometimes, maybe friends should remain friends. After all, you decide if you want to date a person within an hour of meeting them. Usually, after a friendships is forged, it is kinda hard to take the relationship to the next level without it feeling weird.

Maybe I shall try one day. Does any friend of mine wanna date me:)? LOL.

I'm talking cock. Math midterm tomorrow, Liverpool lost, I skipped SOSC to watch Arsenal VS Real Madrid (which arsenal won incidentally), and had a great dinner with the older people. Sometimes, being a 1st year makes you irrelavant in conversations, but then, were friendships ever forged based on something as unimportant as college year? I don't think so.

Somehow, I feel older. More tired. More lethargic. I just want to play the piano, to play jazz, to improvise. Other times, I want to play warcraft 3, to own. Still other times, I get caught up trying to learn the latest philosophical musings of Nietzsche, Rousseau. Whatever it is that defines Chicago students, the easiest word to find is "passion". Forger nerds; they just have a passion for books.

Ahh welll... Long and rambling post, don't realy know where I'm going with this. Haha. Best wishes to you Jo, and Shar as well.

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Beauty World Musings

1)It is much easier to watch TV than act.

2) The key to sounding good is to sing really deeply in a place full of echo. Haha.

3) I still can't sing. Ever. And to think my uncle was a singing champion somemore...

4) The only german I'm learning now is shit german.

5) I'm playing too much WC3. And loving it.

6) I need to spend more time with my friends.

7) Sometimes, there comes a point where people don't get you, and don't speak to you, but I'm fine with that.

8) Some people are really pretty.

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We Have Friends

who made me realize that the world isn't some place where everyone just wants to fucking finish first, but it's important to do well and quit bitching so much about the winners

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Happy Valentines Day

I remember I wrote an essay on love for my entry into the University of Chicago.

I remember distinguishing between Eros and Agape, between maternal/paternal love, between romantic love.

More than ever, I believe now that love is a choice. Because you don't fall in love. You choose to fall in love.

After all, women's feelings of attraction are the subject of many a dating website, and if attraction can be distilled down to a few ways of acting, to a few words, symbols, body language, then it kinda disses the romantics out there.

After all, you choose whom you love. And how much you wish to care for, to look after and to feel for that person. If you are in control of your feelings that is.

For true love is too painful to experience again, and most of us would never want to have that unless we are really really sure.

So I'm glad my friends are getting married today, soulmates who have been in love only once. May it last.

Happy Valentines day


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Grandma

News just in, my grandma fell and fracture her leg, I think the operation is tomorrow.

Let her be well, please.

Take care grandma

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Just a general SIANNESS that seems to permeate the air.

How do you know if you're truly with someone body heart and soul?

I guess if you can lift that person out of a general slump that he/she is feeling, or put him/her into a slump because of your "exciting" personality, I guess it pretty much means you have some emotional investment in something.

Arghhh..

As for now, I have a general urghness that doesn't seem to go away no matter what I try. I drank Chivas at Bartlett, I screamed and shouted, I played Warcraft III, I watched Full Metal Jacket, I did homework...

NOOOO.. nothing is working.

Maybe it's because I miss home. Nah. :) I know what I miss.

I miss supper with the guys. Alex, Jesse, JR, Kev, Zhenliang.

I miss hanging out and clubbing.

I miss the nightlife in Singapore.

I miss the warm weather that makes you sweat.

ARGH. Cold winter really does suck. And when someone you care about happens to be walking around in a daze and doesn't seem to be normal, you start wondering if the problem lies with you, or is it just a general ughness that seems to be spreading.

Ahhh.. the wonders of typing half drunk.

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Singing Lessons

Those who know me since JC have known that I can't sing to save my life. In fact, if there were an Oscar for worst singer ever to play many instruments, I would probably clinch it hands down.

The last time I sang at a pub, Shar told me to shut up.

So, imagine the surprise and horror when I said I was going to SING in a musical. Horror of horrors. I think I will scare away half the audience based just on my lousy singing ability.

I think I need to develop a niche for bad voices. you know, somewhat like ray charles. If you're blind and can't sing, but you can play the piano, you're a great musician. If you did LASIK, play the piano, guitar, drums and blah blahb blah, but you can't sing, you suck.

Yay.

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