Vanessa's Believe It Or Not
1). On the bus to Coventry today, I overhead the conversation between two guys sitting behind me. One was from Greece, the other probably from Germany. Here's how it goes:
"You like her?"
"Yea I do."
"So where is she from?"
"China."
"Oh."
"Do you like Chinese girls?"
"Yea well..*hesitates* .....some of them. They have their China accent which is....(can't hear but denotes negative connotations.)"
I really wonder if they think I'm not Chinese. I thought all Chinese looked the same to ang mohs. Well, then again, we speak of liking ang mohs all the time. Heh. It just feels EXTREMELY weird to have people talking behind your back, literally.
2). For those from Nanyang Girls', Ai Ling, the student councillor vice president is in my school. And she's like gathering all the Singaporeans and they are all coagulating. Like stale milk. It's disgusting. I found a Singaporean who is equally put off. Yay.
3). Had a very long talk after dinner with a French man who lived in Belgium for most of his time, and a Korean guy, who is really pretty. The French man had a China girlfriend. The Korean guy looked like a girl. AWWWwwwwww....
4). I thought I would become very sociable out here, but I was SO wrong. Again, I avoided school parties like plague. Oh and obviously, I avoid Singaporeans like MAD. Somehow, I just dont feel comfortable. Anyway, I pretty much have no one to go with. All the girls I hang out with are like, people who go to bed at 10. The French man was pretty keen on going with me but I was dead reluctant to club with a guy, a French guy. Yea. I'm such a loner, antisocial. Bitch.
5). I'm thinking of ALL ways that I could possibly change my course. I'm really desperate.
6). I'm one big fat life contradiction. I am sociable yet I'm anti-social. I talk bad about Singapore yet protect it from insults with my life. (Well, not quite, but you get the idea.) I want to be outgoing and ra-ra, but I'm just put off when people do so. I don't want to mix around with asians, but I feel comfortable with them. I smoke but I hate smokers. I pierce but I'm no emo momo kid. (I think.) I'm quite a nice person but I really hate indians. (I'm sorry but really. I hate to generalize but most of the indians i've seen are REALLY irritating.)
Ok done. Bye. Wish me luck. I found the launderette. I can finally clear the pile of shit on my floor that's stinking up my room. Whee.
7). My roommate just came home and she told me of this sign on the front door that says that this is a non-smoking flat. WHAT!?!?! I was pretty sure I chose "smoker" on my list. And I've been smoking yet nobody has stopped me! I'm going to faint.
bye.
Love,
Nene.
Cheers,
Nene.
"You like her?"
"Yea I do."
"So where is she from?"
"China."
"Oh."
"Do you like Chinese girls?"
"Yea well..*hesitates* .....some of them. They have their China accent which is....(can't hear but denotes negative connotations.)"
I really wonder if they think I'm not Chinese. I thought all Chinese looked the same to ang mohs. Well, then again, we speak of liking ang mohs all the time. Heh. It just feels EXTREMELY weird to have people talking behind your back, literally.
2). For those from Nanyang Girls', Ai Ling, the student councillor vice president is in my school. And she's like gathering all the Singaporeans and they are all coagulating. Like stale milk. It's disgusting. I found a Singaporean who is equally put off. Yay.
3). Had a very long talk after dinner with a French man who lived in Belgium for most of his time, and a Korean guy, who is really pretty. The French man had a China girlfriend. The Korean guy looked like a girl. AWWWwwwwww....
4). I thought I would become very sociable out here, but I was SO wrong. Again, I avoided school parties like plague. Oh and obviously, I avoid Singaporeans like MAD. Somehow, I just dont feel comfortable. Anyway, I pretty much have no one to go with. All the girls I hang out with are like, people who go to bed at 10. The French man was pretty keen on going with me but I was dead reluctant to club with a guy, a French guy. Yea. I'm such a loner, antisocial. Bitch.
5). I'm thinking of ALL ways that I could possibly change my course. I'm really desperate.
6). I'm one big fat life contradiction. I am sociable yet I'm anti-social. I talk bad about Singapore yet protect it from insults with my life. (Well, not quite, but you get the idea.) I want to be outgoing and ra-ra, but I'm just put off when people do so. I don't want to mix around with asians, but I feel comfortable with them. I smoke but I hate smokers. I pierce but I'm no emo momo kid. (I think.) I'm quite a nice person but I really hate indians. (I'm sorry but really. I hate to generalize but most of the indians i've seen are REALLY irritating.)
Ok done. Bye. Wish me luck. I found the launderette. I can finally clear the pile of shit on my floor that's stinking up my room. Whee.
7). My roommate just came home and she told me of this sign on the front door that says that this is a non-smoking flat. WHAT!?!?! I was pretty sure I chose "smoker" on my list. And I've been smoking yet nobody has stopped me! I'm going to faint.
bye.
Love,
Nene.
Cheers,
Nene.
