Introducing
FameUp; A St George's Girls' School Musical Production

In conjunction with our school's 125th anniversary, the Student Council of St. George's Girls' School shall be staging our very own musical! A new musical entitled Fame Up! will premier in April 2010!

Allow me to enlighten you...
Princess Violetta Rose has always been overshadowed by her more outgoing sister and longs to escape from the palace to pursue her passion - dance. Discovering FAME, a school of performing arts is a dream come true! In a desperate attempt to follow her dreams, she enrolls in FAME. She is swept into a whirlwind of new experiences - along with them, the first whispers of romance. Enter Scarletina Harloch - the past glory of FAME who is willing to do anything to get Princess Violetta out of the picture. Torn between two drastically different worlds, the Princess has to choose only one. Fast. But just for how long can she keep her secret - a secret?

Set to be staged in April 2010, ticket sales are expected to begin in the month of January 2010. Stay on the look out. FameUp is on it's way :D

I admit I do not know.

"Isabella Swan's Edward Cullen, Elizabeth Bennet's Mr Darcy, Princess Jasmine's Aladdin"

In reference to my previous post, I do not like the way I use the apostrophes after the girls' names, indicating that she OWNS her respective male. I find it absolutely distasteful should a man ever say " That girl/lady/woman is MINE". I am not owned, like a collared dog on a leash. I belong to NO ONE (parents and God aside). I refuse to be a 'property' of someone else. I'm not bought goods hunni- I am a PERSON. And since I as a female being revoke the idea of being 'owned', males too shall be reserved the right NOT to be 'owned' as well. So there- mistake number one.

I could actually care less for physical appearances- supposed love is after all said to be blind isn't it? Of course there are certain physical attributes that tend to draw one's attention to that person- mine would be broad, supple shoulders (: - but in the end, when it comes to love, IF it should come to love, do all these silly details matter? If we humans do actually care that much about how our future loved ones look like, whether or not that person is slim and slender, if that person should have nice long legs, straight teeth, scar-less, hair-less, black hair, brown hair, blue eyes and yadi yadi yada; if it were all to be on the sole basis of attraction to these physical details, would it not be lust rather than love?

One question that constantly pops out of no where leaving me constantly in a state of confusion- what brings a man and a woman together? What makes one attracted to another to the extent of eternal devotion and a bottomless pit of love? Often I have heard remarks like these " The pretty girls always end up with the ugly guys" or "The hot guy is with the ugly girl"- what puts two and two together? With statements like these- physical features can't possible be the reason ( or maybe the ONLY reason) for attraction, now can they? I am curious to know... what attracts one to another? Is it one's character, personality? Is it what they do for others? Is it because of one's status or position?

Picture this scenario- a man is presented with two women of similar characters, physical features, career positions, social standings... who does he choose? HOW does he choose? And should he select female A- does female A want to select him too?

That's the thing that confuses me most actually. One can be attracted to another person as much as he wants to- but does the other want him back too? Everyone wants those 'special somethings' in their significant others, each different according to various desires. So how do you end up with couple human A and human B with human A having all the qualities human B wants and human B having of all human A's desired traits? And then there are cases where human A has all the traits required of human B- and yet, human B does not at all take a liking to human A!

So, tell me. What are the odds of us humans finding our perfect future significant others, falling in love them and getting them to fall in love with us too?

Nil?

Well, I cannot exactly state that that is the truth- because there are actual fairytales out there where such circumstances are REAL. It's as if every compatible couple in the world comprises of a matching lock and key. Only the unique key of one and unlock the unique lock of another. How rare the chances of finding that perfect combination!

(Please do bear in mind that everything I state in this post is simply a rant of a very confused mind.)

So, I suppose in the end- we should just care less to plan the traits our future significant others! We can't afford to be fussy, no doubt. We have no choice but to accept them as a whole! They come as they are- and they'll probably try to change some parts of them for you... but then again maybe not! Nevertheless- by accepting that special someone as a part of your life for now and always have we not already accepted their flaws?

Filter the boys that come lining up outside your door ( should you be so fortunate) of course- be wise! Be smart now than to regret later... lol?

A divorce lawyer once told me- many couples divorce due to petty issues getting pettier as times move on. Issues so petty that she should have divorced her very own husband in the 2nd year of her marriage. But alas, her good sense has still kept her with husband thank God. Not to mention, it's against Christian belief. Bless her! But she believes that love is but an illusion of the heart, yet people should be fooled by it and come to her for divorces when they have finally come to their senses. The irony.

My conclusion? Stop thinking about it. It's honestly mind boggling.
Tsk Andrea! You're only 16!

My Perfect Future Husband

My Perfect Future Husband.
A rather fictitious and most impractical list compiled. It is actually quite alarming how one can change so much within a span of 10 months. Or perhaps I was just absorbed in the idea of creating this perfect fantasy of a testosterone being - I simply failed to realise that it's possible that one such creation could just not exist, and that I was so fixated with the concept of wanting the PERFECT man, I forgot to mention what makes him perfect for me rather than what makes him the ideal perfect individual! But anyhow- just thought I should share so that together we can laugh and mock my foolish pre-16 year old fantasies.

19th January 2009

Isabella Swan's Edward Cullen, Elizabeth Bennet's Mr Darcy, Princess Jasmine's Aladdin; ingenious fictional characters depicting all the traits any girl would ever want in their soulmates. Smart, funny, mysterious, charming... how can one resist? Toying with out love fantasies, occasionally substituting the question of the male lead for a James McAvoy, Patrick Dempsey, or perhaps a Chris Pine ( it was only a few months later during the release of 'The Proposal' did I discover Ryan Reynolds; hence the absence of the mention of his name in this essay), unbelievably gorgeous men of Hollywood, only cease to leave us teenage girls of wild raging hormones with high expectations of our future husbands. My future husband? Well, let's put it this way. He is going to have more than what it takes to play the role of some stupid fictional creation.

Tall, dark and handsome. Three most commonly sought out physical appearance of the ideal man. Sad to say, we all cannot have our Taylor Lautner's or Matthew McConaughey's, blessed with Greek God-like features, with ripped biceps and eight pac abdominal muscles. So, I suppose I would have to settle for less. (And here comes the ridiculous parts...) Someone who is just about half a head or two taller than me, just tall enough to put a protective arm around my shoulders without putting himself in an uncomfortable, awkward position would be just ideal. In terms of size and strength, I would prefer if he was bigger than me, slightly toned, and just strong enough to sweep me off my feet, literally. I do not expect an Emmett Cullen of over-built muscles and hulking bodice, as I do strongly believe that looks do not last. Sooner or later the beer belly shall start to reveal itself, and his arms and abs will be but a mass of flab. So what am I to do with the overwhelming physical change but endure it until death do us part?

But then again, there is always more than what meets the eye. This man, that shall some day announce himself my husband, has to know a thing or two about respect. I want to have a husband who shows respect for others, a husband who practices the manners of a gentleman. My family, most importantly, my parents, would not only have to approve of him but also learn to like, love and care for him as if he was a blood relation. I want him in return to respect my parents, his in-laws, and eventually grow to love them as he would love his own. It is also crucial that he earns respect and admiration from my friends, colleagues and peers. He will have to earn himself reputation and the right to stand beside me and call himself my man. I do not want to be embarassed to introduce him to others as my significant other. I want him to be able to relate to others as I relate to them. I want him to be a part of my life.

Of course there are the basic principles that simply must be instilled in my future husband. No smoking, no gambling and no drinking. The occasional social cigarette or swig of alchohol, or the purchase of a charity raffle ticket is by all means, fine by me. But who wants to spend the rest of their lives with a smelly drunkard that gambles away your children's trust funds?

To me, the ability to hold endless hours of conversation is an absolute must for my future guy. Until death do us part can be a really long time, should God forbid, and I am quite certain that 'physical activities', particularly the ones that take place behind closed doors, will not be as entertaining nor as fulfilling as we approach our golden years. Hence, I needn't say anymore on why I simply must stress on the importance of conversation.

There is of course another crucial factor in an everlasting relationship, love! I may only be 16, naive and emotionally immature, unable to think straight with my head up in the clouds, difting from one fantasy to another, but there is something that I am very sure of in a relationship and that is love. Never mind his looks. Never mind his bad habbits. The only thing that can ensure a blissful marriage is love. If there was only one thing I could demand from him, it would be for his unconditional and undying love. To have someone gazing at me as if I were the light of his life, his sole reason for living, knowing that no one else in the world could love me as much as he could. All I ask is for his love, commitment and companionship. And how many men out there can provide that?

Matrimony. One very frightening word that could send many men in the opposite direction. One word that ties two people together with love and commitment. I for one, am commitment phobic, and as ironic as it may seem, I need someone who is not. This someone, my special someone, will have to deliver a certain kind of commitment, strong and unbreaklable, yet elastic. He knows when to stretch it, when to give me room to breathe, and yet through my troubles and pains, even in my worst, he would still be there for me, constantly providing me his security, standing by me even if I were to commit murder. As stated in the wedding vows, for better or for worse.

Love aside, there is nothing more important than the way a man makes you feel. The burning of your cheeks everytime he makes you blush, the way he makes your heart flutter at the most abnormal speed when he is within a 10 metre radius of you, the adrenaline of the blood pulsing through your veins when he says your name. Though how unrealistic all this may seem, I do believe, that somewhere out there, there is a man for every girl that can make them feel this way. Somewhere out there, there is a man just waiting to find and be found. Our love story will probably not be a fairytale, so I suppose I could just make do with just finding him and making him mine. He does not have to be incredibly good looking, he does not have to be super talented. I am not expecting a Prince Charming to swoon me into the land of happy ever afters. I do not need a Disney Princess's ending to my fairytale, I could actually be quite contented with just playing Happy Families.

The End.

Oh dear.

Something drastic must have come over me. Either that- or I must have really grown a change of heart over these past few months. Here comes the part where I must rebutt my very opinions. That's the thing with exposure to debates and debaters- you're taught to generate an opinion for everything! And when you do finally have a stand on a matter, you're made to see the silver lining on the other side! And before you know it- you get convinced and start believing the latter opinion- but the thing is- you're still convinced of the previous one, which in the end- brings you back to square one- being on the brink between two sides. Perhaps it is just me and my inability to decide. I need to buy myself some guts.

ANYWAY, debating matters aside- there are actually several things stated in that essay that I simply do NOT agree with. Starting now, at least. The only reason I would be daring enough to actually post this detailed description of my perfect future spouse, is the fact that I no longer believe in those descriptions and well- have looked into a different perspective of what I actually want in my partner. Trust me, issues like these are personal to me and quite private- therefore the only reason this essay is introduced in this post and made public is only because it's contents are now deemed untrue- most of it, at least.

Enjoy anticipating a very much delayed post of my rebuttals of this one. Au revoire!

Frankly- I have absolutely no idea what drove me to compile such a list. Believe me when I say I'm not anti- men (refer to quote 23#)- I suppose I'm just going through a very pro-women phase at the moment. Enjoy.

36 Feministic Quotes

1#
Because women's work is never done and is underpaid or unpaid or boring or repetitious and we're the first to get fired and what we look like is more important than what we do and if we get raped it's our fault and if we get beaten we must have provoked it and if we raise our voices we're nagging bitches and if we enjoy sex we're nymphos and if we don't we're frigid and if we love women it's because we can't get a "real" man and if we ask our doctor too many questions we're neurotic and/or pushy and if we expect childcare we're selfish and if we stand up for our rights we're aggressive and "unfeminine" and if we don't we're typical weak females and if we want to get married we're out to trap a man and if we don't we're unnatural and because we still can't get an adequate safe contraceptive but men can walk on the moon and if we can't cope or don't want a pregnancy we're made to feel guilty about abortion and...for lots of other reasons we are part of the women's liberation movement. ~Author unknown, quoted in The Torch, 14 September 1987

2#
Many beautiful women have been made happy by their own beauty, but no intelligent woman has ever been made happy by her own intelligence. ~Mignon McLaughlin, The Second Neurotic's Notebook, 1966

3#
During the feminist revolution, the battle lines were again simple. It was easy to tell the enemy, he was the one with the penis. This is no longer strictly true. Some men are okay now. We're allowed to like them again. We still have to keep them in line, of course, but we no longer have to shoot them on sight. ~Cynthia Heimel

4#
A woman is like a tea bag. It's only when she's in hot water that you realize how strong she is. ~Attributed to both Eleanor Roosevelt and Carl Sandburg

5#
Men define intelligence, men define usefulness, men tell us what is beautiful, men even tell us what is womanly. ~Sally Kempton

6#
Whether women are better than men I cannot say - but I can say they are certainly no worse. ~Golda Meir

7#
Give a woman a job and she grows balls. ~Jack Gelber

8#
I think, therefore I'm single. ~Lizz Winstead

9#
I can't be a rose in any man's lapel. ~Margaret Trudeau

10#
I am beautiful as I am. I am the shape that was gifted. My breasts are no longer perky and upright like when I was a teenager. My hips are wider than that of a fashion model's. For this I am glad, for these are the signs of a life lived. ~Cindy Olsen, co-owner of The Body Objective

11#
Some of us are becoming the men we wanted to marry. ~Gloria Steinem

12#
Be plain in dress, and sober in your diet;
In short, my deary, kiss me, and be quiet.
~Mary Wortley Montagu, A Summary of Lord Lyttelton's Advice

13#
Being a lady is an attitude. ~Chuck Woolery, Love Connection

14#
To tell a woman everything she may not do is to tell her what she can do. ~Spanish Proverb

15#
A woman reading Playboy feels a little like a Jew reading a Nazi manual. ~Gloria Steinem

16#
How good does a female athlete have to be before we just call her an athlete? ~Author Unknown

17#
There are very few jobs that actually require a penis or vagina. All other jobs should be open to everybody. ~Florynce Kennedy

18#
The test for whether or not you can hold a job should not be the arrangement of your chromosomes. ~Bella Abzug

19#
I became a feminist as an alternative to becoming a masochist. ~Sally Kempton, attributed

20#
Being a woman is a terribly difficult task, since it consists principally in dealing with men. ~Joseph Conrad

21#
History is herstory too. ~Author Unknown

22#
Men are taught to apologize for their weaknesses, women for their strengths. ~Lois Wyse

23#
You don't have to be anti-man to be pro-woman. ~Jane Galvin Lewis

24#
I see my body as an instrument, rather than an ornament. ~Alanis Morissette, quoted in Reader's Digest, March 2000

25#
I am woman! I am invincible! I am pooped! ~Author Unknown

26#
I, with a deeper instinct, choose a man who compels my strength, who makes enormous demands on me, who does not doubt my courage or my toughness, who does not believe me naïve or innocent, who has the courage to treat me like a woman. ~Anaïs Nin

27#
Nobody will ever win the Battle of the Sexes. There's just too much fraternizing with the enemy. ~Henry Kissinger

28#
The thing women have yet to learn is nobody gives you power. You just take it. ~Roseanne Barr

29#
Feminism is the radical notion that women are people. ~Cheris Kramarae and Paula Treichler

30#
I wish someone would have told me that, just because I'm a girl, I don't have to get married. ~Marlo Thomas

31#
Remember, Ginger Rogers did everything Fred Astaire did, but backwards and in high heels. ~Faith Whittlesey

32#
Because I am a woman, I must make unusual efforts to succeed. If I fail, no one will say, "She doesn't have what it takes." They will say, "Women don't have what it takes." ~Clare Boothe Luce

33#
I myself have never been able to find out precisely what feminism is: I only know that people call me a feminist whenever I express sentiments that differentiate me from a door mat or a prostitute. ~Rebecca West, "Mr Chesterton in Hysterics: A Study in Prejudice," The Clarion, 14 Nov 1913, reprinted in The Young Rebecca, 1982

34#
Women have been taught that, for us, the earth is flat, and that if we venture out, we will fall off the edge. ~Author Unknown

35#
The emotional, sexual, and psychological stereotyping of females begins when the doctor says, "It's a girl." ~Shirley Chisholm

36#
Women belong in the house... and the Senate. ~Author Unknown

back?

Is there any point in posting an entry if it is of no worth? Perhaps it has come with age- now that I compare my current mind frame to that of the settings I had back when I was 14, I suppose I must have matured? Not a colossal difference- but perhaps just enough to realise that there is so much more to life than what happened from 8am to 1am yesterday.

I'm lazy to post up events- pictures will do the talking. Even then- I'm still quite lazy. And as I read back on my old posts and emails- I can't believe I actually complained about being too free and having nothing to do! Those were days- of skipping mindlessly in circles on the green fields thinking of butterflies and candy.

Not that I ever did.

But you get the picture.

So, I suppose- unless I have something to say that is of a certain a value; I shan't be writing so much anymore. Not like that will make a difference considering my absence from the blogging scene for the past year, but if you are going to hear something for me- I'll try to make it worth your time. Well at least mine. I'd rather go on and on about something worth talking about rather than babble about my daily roaming and endless to-do lists. Besides- I'd end up saying the same thing over and over again. "Today was long. Busy all day. I feel tired- and I could really hit someone right now. I hate this person- that person" You get my drift.

Upon reaching 16- the 'BIG' age a child's always dreaming to be- I had expected a lot more of myself- and truthfully, I am disappointed. Proud of myself in certain (but few) sectors, but nevertheless, as a result of human greed- I have always wanted more. I lack opinion, I lack personality, I lack DEFINITION. So, I've been going through a lot of self reflections dating from my primary school days- and I must say, I do not like myself. Well, at least, the person that I was last time. In all hopes, perhaps I've lost all obnoxiousness, though it does come around when I tend to lose myself.

I suppose it's all about maturity. A growth in mind and intellect. I'm doubtful- will I ever be good enough to achieve such standards of maturity? To be regarded as one who is opinionated and to be respected?

I'll pray. Seems like the best option right now.

Til the next time I feel like generating an opinion, farewell.

Happy Mother's Day!

A day's tribute to the most wonderful mother in the whole wide world!

I love you Mummy!

To wed. Blech.

Can't see it happening- though should the day ever arrive or even exist, here is where I'd wed.