January 30, 2004
From the papers...4
Come April this year, the national libary at Stamford Road will cease to exist as it has been for the last 44 years. Honestly, I didn't feel anything more than a 'oh... ok...' about this piece of news potentially devastating to many others, especially others my parents' age. At least not before I heard the discussion FD and Glenn had on class95 this morning.
They've had all their first dates here, it seemed. Probably first kiss too. I meant people our parent's age, not FD and Glenn. To them, it's more than a library; it's a milestone. To have it gone means to lose an integral part of their biography.
Now, I can empathise with that feeling.
Singapore hasn't much authentic, genuine sites of heritage to begin with. It probably doesn't matter much to the younger Singaporeans these days so long as 'Golden Villages' and 'Big Macs' are still around. But, it should matter. Historical sites form a part of our heritage, which in turn forms our identity. Our identities are one of the stuff that sorta tells us why we are here for, isn't it?
I came across a slogan on the display window at a shop along Citylink. It says 'History is a luxury that Asia cannot afford'. I've yet to grasp the full meaning and implication of this slogan. But, somehow, it just feels apt to mention it here.
As we all look forward to a future, have we got no use of history anymore? How many lessons from history have we picked up? If there's no need for a history, why do we need a vision of the future? Aren't we all making history in the now, in our everyday now, even as we sigh at the loss of the national library?
Opinions, anyone? Email me. *wink
Posted by 杏 cy （Jancy） at 11:35
I met up with my fellowship yesterday for dinner at Fong Kee, Murray Terrace Food Street. The san1 bei1 chicken was good, so was the sweet and sour pork. yumm...
Then, Erywen (elvish name) and me decided to share cab home. Boy, was it the biggest mistake we made for the day! We waited 1 full hour to no avail, from Maxwell Road, to People's Park Centre. No cab, or no cab that were willing to stop for us! There were empty cabs, which were all 'On call', and cabs which just zoomed past us. I was really impatient. And Erywen said there has to be a sociological explanation for the disappearance and unwilling-to-pick-passengers attitude of the cabbies.
She's right. cos i asked my Mum (strangely, my Papa refused to offer his opinion on his fellow cabbies) and she said cos they were all going to 'bai4 tian1 gong1' yesterday night. No doubt that will be way more important than trying to get an elf and a hobbit home. Ok. Point noted.
Posted by 杏 cy （Jancy） at 11:04
January 28, 2004
Well, today's the lunar 7th day of the 1st month, termed as 'ren2 ri4'. hehe, lemme give y'all a little lesson on 'ren2 ri4'. According to Chinese traditional folklore, the first 7 days of the lunar month is attributed to a specie each. 1st would be Rooster, 2nd Dog, 3rd Pig, 4th Goat, 5th Ox, 6th Horse, and the 7th would be Human. It was believed that if on the 1st day, the weather is conducive and good, it means the roosters of the house will have a healthy and prosperous year ahead, and so on for the respective days.
So, weather outlook... Earlier this morning, I saw the first of blue sky, a promising interval between all the rainfall we've been getting the past 5 days. Lovely, I thought, we are all gonna do extremely fine! Alas, I look out now to find that the blue has once again been overshadowed by the grey. Then, I remembered it was sunny, warm, fuzzy weather on the 1st day. And, look what's happened and is still happening to the chickens all over the world now!
From the papers...3
We all know it. SARS has not made a comeback (yet); the Bird flu has. Someone must have been praying very hard for the end of the world (hence, end of homo sapiens hegemony).
At the risk of sounding like a loony, I can't help but feel that there's a conspiracy going on between the civet cats and the chickies and birdies. I can almost hear the civet cats say to the chickies n birdies, 'If they kill us, you kill them'. 'Them', of course, being us. And in an ironic way, I'm a bit gleeful about the possibility of my suspicion.
I'm not a fatalistic person, no, far from it. But, I also don't find myself supporting movements of 'self-preservation' at the expense of other species. I support most medical advancement research. At the same time, I'm a believer that virus evolve and adapt to their host faster than we can say 'Please put on your masks'.
Well, not that we were never in the position to step up defence. There are countries that could have been more alert and responsible in the preventive period, but had not.
The poor roosters and chickens. They who probably did not believe a single word in the folklore.
In any case, ren2 ri4 still means human's birth day. So, Happy Birthday, y'all. And may the weather improve soon...
Posted by 杏 cy （Jancy） at 14:48
January 24, 2004
I juz popped over to Kyn's blog. i.e.
realm of darkness.
hey, Kyn, you are gettin darny goody in tis webpage building thingy eh! i see the streamers along the bottom of ur blog. good one, mate! my miserable blog site pales so much in comparison. I only wish the length of my crap would compensate for that visual deficiency. And that the readers of my miserably crappy blog will continue to put up with my, well, crap. haha
p.s. kyn my dear, u are NOT fat. "You are beautiful, no matter what they say (or think, or whatever)." hehe.. And you've been such a great chum! hey, i've been brewing a biz idea.. *wink.. tell you gers abt it when we next meet! with all our different styles, personalities and expertise, maybe we can make a great biz team! hehe
Love & Dating...5
I juz finished reading a novel. It's called 'slightly single'. Ya, sounds like something I will read. It's super farnie, it got me laughing out loud a few times, and cursing out not-so-loud a few times too. It begged the question that has often been my top enquiry of all time, i.e. 'What's wrong with men,
Damnit?'
I can totally identify with Tracey, the female character, the 'slightly single' one, in trying to convince herself that her relationship with Will (the jerk in question) is going to work out and that she just needs to give him more time. I understand how hard she tries just so she have reasons to stay in the doomed relationship and stays out of the playing field; how she makes lotsa mental notes to be strong n firm but when it comes, she crumbles; say things she should have said the opposite of. To everything that Mr. (almost)Right said, she should say something to the effect of 'no, you don't rule my life. my life doesn't revolve around you.' What she actually said was, well, 'okay'. Striked a really familiar chord with me, this one. haha...
I know how it felt like when one cries till 'head aches almost as badly as the hollow above the eye sockets, and cheeks feel raw'. I even know how it felt like to stare into space, crying, while the tears all go inside instead of flowing down my cheeks. Feels a bit like zombie, with a kind of consciousness that makes you wonder how it survived, especially when it seems like all your other senses have left you. Oh, that was years ago, during the time when my only consolation was the self-therapy books that said, 'Crying will help to make you feel better' and 'time will heal all wounds'. Around the time when I had the doc prescribe anti-depressant and sleeping pills, not without lending me a very patient ear first.
haha... yesh, I was all that. Not at all like who I am, or try hard to be, now. I walked out from that. I learnt to take the time out from time to time to live my life from a distance, so I can look at the big picture, being 'nothing is as bad as you thought so long as you are still living, and life is as good as it can get'. Shit happens in life, it's not good enuf juz dealing with it (ya, sh?); shit happens, turn it into fertilizer.
so what if you just got dumped? Cry. Cry all you want. But don't indulge in self-pity. After crying your last tear, you can see the sun shining even brighter. And, there's always the sales to look forward to, and more men, and more jerks, and more girly parties, and more booze, and more freedom, and more... you get the idea.
Above all, the therapists are right.
This new year, be kind to yourself. In fact, be EXTRA NICE to yourself. You deserve it. Those who don't agree can sod off.
Posted by 杏 cy （Jancy） at 11:50
here I am now, in the office, alone. Munching on Famous Amos cookies, with class95 playing in the background, blogging. I'm here cos it's my turn to be here. You see, Mel, Joy and me, we take turns to work on Saturdays. Therefore, instead of us working on alternate Saturdays, we work on a per person basis, once every 3 weeks. Better deal. heh. So, here I am.
I think I need to type some stuff for one of the director's presentation. Which I will do later... erm, if not monday. hehe I probably will take the little effort to do up the little stickers for using the coffee machine outside the pantry. (which btw, cost over 1K, cos it's those expresso machines that has a built-in grinder, a steaming/foaming vent and basically, functions like a mini-starbucks. which means I get to drink hazelnut steamed milk as n when i please, if i get the hazelnut syrup. yumm...) Other than that, I have a good 3 hours to kill as of now. It's good that I bring along a book mostly when I go out. *wink
Today's not a public hol rite.. then, why is it I get the feeling that the central A.C unit of the building has not been turned on? It's gettin stuffy... maybe I shld on our own AC.
Oh yes! I've some links to a few friends' blogs n webbies on the right side. Do check them out if you are free yeah.
It's such a good breezy rainy weather to sleep in... where's my little monkey cushion...?
Posted by 杏 cy （Jancy） at 09:36
January 21, 2004
hao le, hao le... guo nian le!
The year of the Monkey ought to be a really good one. cos' it's 'hou2' in chinese, having the same syllable that means 'good' in cantonese, or 'gao2' in hokkien which means 'enough' (implying a smooth year with abundance of prosperity and health and happiness and good luck ya).
And I'm a monkey. I meant, my Chinese zodiac's the monkey. And monkeys are agile, witty, fast-learning, competitive animals. Whether or not that implies that I am all that (and more, i hope) is a matter of opinion. Oh, no, I don't need to hear your opinion, thank you. =P
All my pals, have a very prosperous start to the Monkey year ahead (that means, dun foolishly go gamble away all ur angbao money on Mahjong). Don't do monkey business, don't monkey around with people you should not be monkeying around with. If you do, don't get caught. And stay in the pink of health!
Xin Nian Kuai Le!!!
Posted by 杏 cy （Jancy） at 11:39
January 18, 2004
I met up with an old chum of mine today. Cos he's to pass me new year goodies, Pineapple tarts and Walnut cookies to be specific, which I ordered from his mum. Tell you, in all the years of eating CNY pineapple tarts, the ones Guoqiang's mum made are the BEST I ever tasted.
Guoqiang's one of my longest-standing buddy from the other planet - Mars. In front of him, I call him my special affectionate term for him - which involves a bit of Royalty, Pain and a component of the human digestive system. haha... No prize for guessing right manz!
Suddenly, realised that many of my guy buddies are actually very decent and pretty good-looking. hahahahaah... oops! Sorry for laughing out loud sia. hehe Like... haha.. i dun wanna name them sia. Else they gonna complain that I'm crapping on my blog.
Okay, all you handsome men in my life, you know who you are! Stay handsome oki.. and stay good, stay a jerk, for some. haha...
Posted by 杏 cy （Jancy） at 23:44
Juz logged in to Friendster. This Friendster is really quite an interesting thing. It makes you realise (if you have not already) how small the world is. Then, it makes you really curious about who will bother to write a testimonial for you and what will they write. Then, it makes you think of who to write a testimonial for and what to write. Then, when you more or less written for those that you know well enough to write about, and got the same treatment back, you just stop finding the kick in it. Once in awhile, you log in just to see if anyone has any new photos for viewing. Somehow, it will get you addicted to it without your realising it. Then one fine evening, you find yourself, Blardy hell, writing about how amazing this thing is in your blog.
Posted by 杏 cy （Jancy） at 23:38
January 15, 2004
The end of a wait
I caught LoTR:ROTK just now. 8pm show at cineleisure. I cried. I stopped. Then, I cried again. I decided to splurge a little on cab fare and waited for the credits to finish rolling, instead of catching the last bus back home.
It's been such a long wait. Do you know it's very cruel to do this kinda trilogy thing that runs for 3 years? For 3 years, I have at least ONE movie, THE movie to look forward to every year. And suddenly, one hour ago, it all ended.
I saw Sauron's tower collapse, and I felt it brought with it all my pinnings for the past 3 years. I realised, rather sadly, that the end is near, as the beginning of the 4th Generation of Middle Earthians continues in the movie. It felt like doom, though it was supposed to inspire new hope. haha...
Look, you guys can either bear with all my gushing over the movie or you can skip this post.
It's such a handsome movie. Aragorn was superbly handsome, speechlessly charming. Legolas looked very good too, especially in his prince outfit at the end (and I dunno why he always had to slide down from somewhere, but he looked really suave doing the act, so no complaints!). I think Pippin's so cute too! And Merry looks so cheeky, like a little boy full of tricks. And yes, of course, Frodo was a charmer with his nice nice eyes. I adore Sam for his loyalty and courage. Gandalf, Gimli, Eomir, Faramir (faramir's quite handsome too), King Theoden, Elrond, Gollum (even Gollum), they were all superb.
Arwen and Galadriel... oh, the soooo pretty elves! I actually like Galadriel more than Arwen. Cos she's got such elvish queen look! She's really the queen, man!!!
But, my fav female for ROTK is, without doubt, Eowyn! Why? 'Cos "I am no man". If you watched already, you'd know what I mean. Her courage was totally, utterly, divinely admirable!
I feel sooo fulfilled and sooo lost at the same time. It's really cruel. Never mind! ho ho, it's time to hit the Tolkien Books! More, more details!
oh yes, btw, I will be most likely to watch a second time, mebbe even a third. So, you out there, if you need a partner in this divine piece of entertainment, ring me. just that you gotta put up with my 'Aragorn.. my god, he's so handsome...' or 'omigod... so damn pretty..' or 'so cool..' or 'oh shit...damnit..' and etc... heh...=P
Posted by 杏 cy （Jancy） at 00:30
January 12, 2004
I graduated from National University of Singapore with Bachelor Degree of Social Science (Hons). My honours was in Sociology, a subject I didn't plan to do yet did. My other major was in Chinese Language, a language I planned to do and am still glad I did. (FYI, the other subject I chose to drop after year 1 was Economics, a subject I wanted to do but gave up soon after doing.)
I'm one of the Arts n Soc Sci grads who will always be at an awkward loss for answer to the question "So, what do you do in Arts?". Cos firstly, I will wonder if they understand that 'Arts' is not restricted to drawing and painting (hello, there are many who assumed I'm gonna be some kinda artist after they know where I came from). Then, when I can decide that they actually know what they are asking, my second dilemma is whether to give them a full answer (i.e. I was majoring in Sociology and Chinese language) OR to give them a partial answer (i.e. Either Sociology Or Chinese language, but not both).
You see, if I were to say 'Sociology', my next concern will be to have to explain to them what's Sociology about and how it
really really is quite different from Social Work or Psychology. Of course, I love what I studied! I truly gained a lot from having gone through the days of a Soci undergrad. Given the choice again, I would gladly go down the same path. This time, with more fervour in reading up on the references and the notes though. heh... But, it's just different when I'm trying to tell people, who came from an entirely different league, the marvels and the extensive and comprehensive scope of Sociology. Not that I'm the best person to explain and exhibit the marvels, of course.
On the other hand, if I were to say 'Chinese Language', I am likely to have to wait for some form of exclamation to subside before I can (very honestly humble) highlight that Chinese Language is
really really quite different from Chinese Studies and I speak Singlish too (hello, ah-ber then?!), like everyone else! And no, my Chinese isn't fantastic enough to go be an entrepreneur in China, neither no, Good heavens, no, I didn't major in C.Lang 'cos I aspire to be a Chinese teacher. Thank you very much.
So, you see, I'm really just neither here nor there. The possible difference between many other grads and myself is that I thoroughly enjoyed myself during my academic trajectory. I went to where my interest took me (after 'A' levels) and took C.Lang; Soci sparked off a new line of interest for me to chase after even till today. I was 'blardy' enjoying myself, studying. heh...
But, sometimes, these days, I lament. Lament how people jump to conclusion that you must be extremely good in something to choose to do it. Okay, most of the time, that's valid, but not all the time. Maybe I'm humble or too modest. But, really, I can forget simple chinese characters too, my mind can go blank when I'm asked to explain some chinese term or do some translation of english terms, I trip over my own speech in Chinese too. The only thing is, I don't shun the Chinese Dictionary, neither do I feel like a freak or a PRC citizen for reading Zao Bao or some Chinese novels.
So, cut me some slack. If I don't, outta the blue, ask you what does 'raconteur' mean, and then gets all upset that you don't know, then, why should you be upset with me just cos I don't know some chinese words (which you may have mis-pronounced, anyway)?
'Raconteur' means someone who tells story with wit and skill. Thanks Fa-zai, for adding this one into my vocab bank! ^^
Posted by 杏 cy （Jancy） at 16:33
January 11, 2004
What a rainy Sunday! For a while, i thought we already saw the last of rainy days last year and spring is coming (like, as if it matters which season it is in Sunny Singapore)!
Love & Dating...4
An old friend of mine broke up with his gf of a few years and got together with this new lady. Came unexpectedly, cos the last time i icq-ed with him a month or so back, it sounded like everything was all right. But, who is to say how soon or how late such things are.
I guess, the thing with most of us is that we often feel bad for being the one to initiate a break up with the other person, assuming that the other person has not done anything unforgivable or anything to really deserve being 'dumped'. Feelings of guilt will step in, and we start telling others 'it's my fault', and then swing into the very melancholic and sorry mode. Like, as if you were looking for more understanding from your friends for breaking up with someone, when in truth, you really shouldn't give a damn.
Because, these are things you should have thought about even before you make the decision to break up (or switch partner or two-time or whatever). And if you already thought about it and made the decision to break up, do it with all the grace and respect accorded to your ex-partner-to-be as well as yourself. If you made the decision withOUT thinking it through, what the hell, you are just another idiot in this game of love. But, even idiots can be good ex-partners. How? By not dwelling in the 'I'm sorry, it's really my fault mode'. Please, move on. It will not only do yourself good, but also your ex-partner as well as your next partner.
On the other hand, it's natural to go through a period of 'grieving' for a lost relationship, regardless you are the 'dump(verb)' or 'dumped(adj)'. But, the last thing you should do is to think 'all my friends will hate me for initiating the break-up', like as if it really matters. Because, it really doesn't. I always say, 'the people who matter will understand, and those who don't simply do not matter'. Especially in matters of the heart, who is to judge what's right and what's not? Like I always say again, 'everything happens for a good reason; you'll know it sooner or later'.
So, there! A life to be lived, your life. Live it.
Posted by 杏 cy （Jancy） at 14:35
January 10, 2004
I feel that everyone of us has a few songs that will always make you feel good, no matter where and when you listen to it. Like for many people, the all time fave love song is Colin Raye's 'Love, me'. This song is almost like the 'pre-requisite' love song - everyone who is or has ever been in love MUST know the song and be able to sing the chorus at least. But, of course, I too know of people who totally can't stand listening to the song one more time than they really have to. Like many of the Class 95 Deejays, like Wenn... any more in the gang of "'Love, me'-not" in my readers?
'Dancing in the moonlight'
by Toploader
A song that hardly fail to make me happy and start swaying my hip along with the beat. It's one of those great warm up songs before other more upbeat ones come and the party truly begins.
'Eternal Flame'
by The Bangles
'Tis one's almost the same league as 'Love, me', but probably a bit less romantic - which is just fine, cos there aren't that much romantics out there anymore, anyway. Are there?
'Where is the love?'
by Black eyed peas, justin Timberlake
Superb lyrics. Voted by Class 95 Morning Express threesome to be the best song of 2003. It's got my vote too!
Posted by 杏 cy （Jancy） at 14:06
January 09, 2004
They killed us. Us, who are trying as hard as them to make a mere living. Escaping from vicious hunters, who will let them consume our corpses without any misgiving. I don't know, though, if we taste better in stew or Barbeque? Life's just not fair.
SARS killed them. Poor them, higher form animals, trying so hard to establish their hegemony. Making sure that the food chain is intact, by consuming all our other friends in the wild. Oh, that's an excuse? But some think it's a fact.
SARS killed some among them. I think life's not being very fair to them too.
But they are killing us again. Even though there's no concrete proof of us infiltrating our virus into them. Oh, it's a precaution measure so they can live happier with less worry of a comeback?
How wonderful! We can also kill them so we don't have to be endangered earlier than we should. I guess, life is fair after all.
What dya mean by 'it's a different story altogether'?
Posted by 杏 cy （Jancy） at 14:06
January 06, 2004
I snipped off my curls. Well, more or less, more than less. I look potentially juvenile now, with no wavy but irritating curls falling behind me as i flick my mane.
The first few responses that I received were exclaimations of surprise, which typically go 'Hey! You cut your hair, cut so much ah!'. Followed by some disbelief disguised in admiration that goes 'Wah, how come you can bear to cut so much ahhh... I won't bear to do it...'
Now then I realised that a handful of my friends actually thought my curls looked good on me and that it looked really natural. Wait a min. Even my hairdresser was asking if I had natural curls, and (get this..) that my hair looked good (with the curls). But, I didn't relent. In fact, quite the contrary. I told him to snip off as much as he can so long as I can still tie them up in a ponytail. That's exactly what he did and to be honest, I was really pleased with my new hairstyle. Cos my stylist styled blew it dry for me, and left it really straight. N after not having seen my naturally (very) straight (never saw the need to waste money on rebonding) hair for one and half years, I simply couldn't take my eyes off my hair that evening, AND the day after that.
Until I washed my hair, and realised in order to achieve the very rebonded hair look (without actually rebonding it), I had to blow dry my hair and made sure the ends (which are still a bit curled) adhere to gravity at a very vertical level. Otherwise, I look potentially juvenile, like I'm a fresh undergrad. Argh.
Still, that's okay. Cos my hair's so smooth and soft now, without all the dried up, frizzed up curly sections. And haha, without trying to sound like the bimboistic ladies for some P-brand hair products advert, "My hair's so soft and I just can't help touching it." haha...
Posted by 杏 cy （Jancy） at 14:02
January 03, 2004
You know, at Raffles Place, there's this large billboard TV hung over Change Alley. For the past 2 weeks, it's been Robbie Williams' 'Feel'.
Come and hold my hand
I wanna contact the living
Not sure I understand
This role I've been given
I sit and talk to God
And he just laughs at my plans
My head speaks a language
I don't understand
I just wanna feel
Real love feel the home that I live in
Cos I got too much life
Running trough my veins
Going to waste
Can you imagine listening to this every 5 minutes, every morning, every day? It's just... Damn shiok. haha... I'm not a Robbie fan. Just that, it's quite an inspiring song too. I mean, compare it to some weepy song, at least 'tis one won't make your Monday blues more blue. yeah? hee...
For those of you, who seldom comb the vibrant walkways of Raffles Place, I want to introduce you to the Teochew Fish Porridge at Golden Shoe food Centre. The second level, second column from the right, a few stalls beside the nasi lemak, opposite the Tang yuan stall. hehe. Paiseh, I can't recall the stall name. It's an old Ah Pek tending the stall. It's good. Not too oily, not too big portion, the fish is smooth and tasty and the Ah Pek is quite polite. (Some stallholders of good food are just darn stuck-up ya.) Just beat the lunch crowd by going before 12 or after 2pm. = )
Posted by 杏 cy （Jancy） at 10:29
From the papers...2
'Time to open doors wider to foreigners' ST, 3rd Jan 04
As a young adult who grew up in a rather enclosed and nanny-ed state, I embrace the idea of a cosmopolitan place to live in, sharing humanity similarities and appreciating cultural diversity. I'm not someone who is xenophobic. While many of my peers start to groan in grimace at the mention of the PRC students or the Indian Scholars or high-earning expatriates, I've always found foreigners to be quite an interesting group of people.
The writer of this article used Dubai as a yardstick and identified 3 areas that she thought might be useful to Singapore's future:
1. There is no magic number as to how many locals and foreigners there should be in a country to ensure its sovereignty and defence security. I agree. Just look at Indonesia. Citizenship certainly doesn't have to imply patriotism; non-citizenship doesn't mean a use-and-flee attitude too.
2. It's the prerogative of the government to sift out the real talents among the foreign instead of the mentality that imported goods will always be better. I think, this is not just the duty of the government, but also of the employers and fellow employees alongside the group called 'foreign talents'. An uncapable 'talent' will prove himself uncapable sooner or later. It's the prerogative of the employer to send him packing for home. Likewise, all of us don't have to be repressed just cos the other guy is of a fairer (sometimes, much darker) skin colour. We seem to have a higher threshold of tolerance for the nonsense of these imported talents than we have for our fellow locals. Now, can you blame them for feeling so high-and-mighty vis-a-vis us? Don't give them a reason to and they won't.
3. Try to convert them into feeling a part of us, and not just a temporary shelter. Ya, if we stop hanging onto them as if they are going to be the saviours of our economy, and hence, our country, we may just be able to offer them a chance to really get to know us as equals and share our culture and heritage. And I really feel my country has got a lot to offer in that realm too. We may be a young country but we've got our own melting pot of cultures. Only I wish the youths of my country were not so readily westernized or korean-ized or Japan-ized. Look, if these foreign talents are so interested in J or K-culture, why wouldn't they just get headhunted over? It's like, katong laksa is still best eaten in katong, isn't it? Not at some imposter 'Katong Laksa'.
I know most of us are just sore that the expats earn so much more than us (even in an almost parallel position) and drive that goddamn convertible that's taking us forever to save up for. But, people, you gotta ask yourself this: Do you really really truly need that additional part of the paycheck and that goddamn convertible? So, that's a want. And if you can want something that they are not going to offer you with both hands, why can't you want something that they can offer you? Their foreign culture and their differing styles and perspectives.
Differing opinions, anyone? Email me. *wink
Posted by 杏 cy （Jancy） at 09:51