// TGIF, and weekends too.

I haaaaaaate Mondays. :( :(

Only got 3 hours of sleep yesterday night cos I was on the phone with dear Fuiyi. We were speculating about how Johnny's Entertainment might just turn out to be something like The Stepford Wives, where "Johnny" could just be a woman who's super oppressed (given the pathetic status of women in Japan) and displeased with the entire male population (who're seriously male chauvanist pigs). And since Japan is the king of electronics, she rose against the tide and created a hybrid of The Perfect Male - awesomely goodlooking, unbelievingly talented and incredibly nice by planting a microchip in their brains to appeal to the female population in Japan.

If this was true, then she's a bloody rich bitch, cause apparently the guys earn really little as everything goes back to the agency. And these poor guys everyone worships are just really robots. I mean, almost everything they do on teevee is scripted, right? From dorama to interviews to variety shows. And omg, even when they do really normal things like washing their laundry or taking a walk, if it gets recorded on video, it sells like hot cakes.

Gee, how nice it is to be faymuzz.

Anyways, I love weekends. Saturday was spent with my lovely CG mates. We went to PS and laughed at dumb and useless fishes outside Carrefour, walked to Selegie to eat tau huay and discuss prospects of the coming financial year of Ryan Holdings Inc., and walked back to Dhoby Xchange to play arcade.

Went to my second Jap class on Sunday and made friends with three really nice and cute Jap girls, that weren't Jap AT ALL. They're true blue Singaporeans. It's super creepy cause they look, speak and act Jap. Their pronunciation is perfect, their clothes look Jap, their hairstyles look Jap, they even read Jap... But they speak perfect Singlish. We asked them why, and they said they mastered the language through watching dorama and anime. To date, I've watched about 23 dorama, and still I don't sound/look/act Jap. And they're only fifteen years old.

Isn't it scary?! I think if I continue to indulge myself in Jap dorama, I will slowly morph into a Japanese. I mean, now when I watch non-Jap shows, I freaking translate whatever they're saying into Japanese in my head. It's really fun, but I'd rather indulge myself in God. Even though I've learnt a lot from all these dorama, I learn ten thousand times more from reading the Bible, and starting my day with God every day.

God, please give me lots of Heaven-made coffee cause I'm starting to feel really shagged. I'm about to call subscription agents from all over the world to get their contacts, and tonight there's a huge pile of theory homework waiting for me. I pray that Your strength will sustain me throughout today. Thank You!

// TGIF, and weekends too.

I haaaaaaate Mondays. :( :(

Only got 3 hours of sleep yesterday night cos I was on the phone with dear Fuiyi. We were speculating about how Johnny's Entertainment might just turn out to be something like The Stepford Wives, where "Johnny" could just be a woman who's super oppressed (given the pathetic status of women in Japan) and displeased with the entire male population (who're seriously male chauvanist pigs). And since Japan is the king of electronics, she rose against the tide and created a hybrid of The Perfect Male - awesomely goodlooking, unbelievingly talented and incredibly nice by planting a microchip in their brains to appeal to the female population in Japan.

If this was true, then she's a bloody rich bitch, cause apparently the guys earn really little as everything goes back to the agency. And these poor guys everyone worships are just really robots. I mean, almost everything they do on teevee is scripted, right? From dorama to interviews to variety shows. And omg, even when they do really normal things like washing their laundry or taking a walk, if it gets recorded on video, it sells like hot cakes.

Gee, how nice it is to be faymuzz.

Anyways, I love weekends. Saturday was spent with my lovely CG mates. We went to PS and laughed at dumb and useless fishes outside Carrefour, walked to Selegie to eat tau huay and discuss prospects of the coming financial year of Ryan Holdings Inc., and walked back to Dhoby Xchange to play arcade.

Went to my second Jap class on Sunday and made friends with three really nice and cute Jap girls, that weren't Jap AT ALL. They're true blue Singaporeans. It's super creepy cause they look, speak and act Jap. Their pronunciation is perfect, their clothes look Jap, their hairstyles look Jap, they even read Jap... But they speak perfect Singlish. We asked them why, and they said they mastered the language through watching dorama and anime. To date, I've watched about 23 dorama, and still I don't sound/look/act Jap. And they're only fifteen years old.

Isn't it scary?! I think if I continue to indulge myself in Jap dorama, I will slowly morph into a Japanese. I mean, now when I watch non-Jap shows, I freaking translate whatever they're saying into Japanese in my head. It's really fun, but I'd rather indulge myself in God. Even though I've learnt a lot from all these dorama, I learn ten thousand times more from reading the Bible, and starting my day with God every day.

God, please give me lots of Heaven-made coffee cause I'm starting to feel really shagged. I'm about to call subscription agents from all over the world to get their contacts, and tonight there's a huge pile of theory homework waiting for me. I pray that Your strength will sustain me throughout today. Thank You!