Life often takes a strange twist, I'd say. Was reading the sunday papers on how Margaret Chan, former food critic, and dabbler of the arts as a stage actress (and also a brief and forgettable role as a cockroach-crussssshing matriach in a very forgettable tv series) is now a professor of media studies at SMU. Somehow she managed to work her way through a PhD. Wah. Even more astonishing is brief statement in the article which states her offspring Cara is now a lawyer in Tokyo. Blokes n blazes! Now how did that happen?! Cara was a schoolmate of mine since primary school, and she was well remembered as one of the most academically dis-inclined student who always performed poorly in her studies. She's fail several subjects or be borderline at most. Best of all, she's ditsy like an airhead. However no one will argue when one says she is an extremely pretty girl even at a young age. Pretty does not describe her, she is really quite stunning. But an airhead nonetheless. I vaguely remember she moved to England to study after Pre-U. Maybe it did her some good. A lawyer indeed. Brings to mind Reese Witherspoon in Legallyl Blonde. Maybe she's that kind of lawyer.
Which brings to mind another startling revelation. Another classmate of mine from Sec school - school bully, well known toublemaker, rumbunctious tomboy and fearlessly ill-disciplined student who is every teacher's headache at school. Now a crime journalist with Straits Times. Even won the most outstanding young journalist of the year award some 2 yrs ago. Tanya Fong. Saw a pic of her once in the papers, she's actually wearing a damn skirt and has make up on. Un-effing-believable. Her English scores were quite the pits then, not because she couldn't manage the language, but she's plain and purely lazy. Somehow things have changed since she went to Australia for further studies. I guess, the overseas experience does do all these girls some good; and it's true what they say about the overseas acadamia being more forgiving, and more encouraging of the creativity and innovative side. The Spore system doesn't bring out the best in some of them.
Here I am - bright, hardworking individual cultivated and groomed under the local school system. And where am I? No outstanding award for anything, no cushy job in Tokyo. Not even moderately successful in career, considering I am some 3 years behind my original goals and objectives. Even the despised ex-bf who was a truant-playing student at poly is now working on his PhD. Poly girlfriends look more glamourous and dolled up than me. I'm really falling behind. I've achieved Auntie-stardom. Probably the only thing I can show off are my Tod's. They must be my most famed possessions. Ha ha.
To give my already low self-esteem a further blow, a recent strange conversation with C about the last meal before dying, I professed a wish to have something he cooked (if we were still together of course). That was flat out rejected, because he was certain I would turn my nose up and complain about how the meal was prepared. Ok ok so I do whine a lot, but hey, it's my DYING wish. I mean, it's grin-n-bear-it-geddit-over-n-done-with, and then, eternal freedom for him. Cannot even tahan ah? C said if it's just a normal ordinary girl he wouldn't mind, but since it's me, he wouldn't, because I would whine about the meal so much I would depart a disgruntled soul and haunt him forever. Sigh. I don't even measure up to some unknown stranger.
Someone just bury me next to Bis and Holly please.
Shang Ping Hot Pot at Marina Square, Singapore
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