Friday, April 08, 2005
Rest day
I thot of a change of color for my blog font. There, isn't green a nice contrasting color to purple on pink?
Yeah I have decided to take a rest tonight & tmr, after finishing my Kratoska presentation. It was surprisingly well-received, tho I think my part could have been better and I could have not cracked so much dirty jokes. This bad mouth that I have! But God has been good, since I put the whole presentation into His mighty hands. I found out later that that was wat Samantha did as well. Praise God for this God-ly sister in Christ!
Hmm... I lost the blog that I put up last nite! I was singing "Think of Me" by Andrew Lloyd Webber...such a waste! But surely I have other things to worry abt than that.
I ended my last other post on my trip in Europe. Pls humor me by letting me go on abt it, yeah?
Our 1st stop was in the Vatican City, where the body of the Pope now lies. God bless his soul. As we lined up to go in, the security guards asked each other,"Japanese?" referring to us. Then one very certainly said, "No, Chinese." the only bad thing abt our trip in Europe was the constant worry abt pickpockets and I heard that they are pro at it. My two female cousins cared so much abt their appearance that, in the midst of the crowd at the leaning tower of Pisa, they dumped all their bags onto the cameraman, a male cousin of mine, every time we take photos. And we were fortunate becos someone groped my male cousin's butt, intending to pick his pocket. Oh, oh but did that ever stop vanity? It became a ritual for them to not only temporarily dump their bags with whoever was the cameraman, but oso stand freezing without their jackets just for a beautiful shot. And one said to me when we returned back that carrying nothing in photos looked better. Of course, of course the reality of being pickpocketed neva really sunk in on us from Singapore. But vanity knows no bounds.
Anyway, the next day we proceeded on to Florence. I think it a capital little city with that Cathedral Santa Maria del Fiore and the unforgettable dinner at the Tuscany region. The dinner was something out of my dreams, where you found the zest to sing and dance away the night (we couldn't due to some reasons). These Italians really know their art. The attractive lady singer danced like a pro and really knew how to keep up the atmosphere. And the waiters were no less part of the entire wonderful setting, serving us in deft actions except one when he accidentally spilled the delicious lasagna, when (I think!) he was trying to impress my cousin! Even at the beginning, one waiter already looked us over and asked us,"Where r u from?" Our reply caused him to remark glibly,"Singapore has beautiful girls!" When the lady singer unsuccessfully tried to invite us to the dance floor, the waiters pulled our chairs in a gentlemanly way and invited us with a flourish. American girls were already shaking their booties like nobody's business on the floor and we were self-conscious all the time. The beautiful dinner ended all too soon since there was a law in Europe that drivers of coaches must rest after a certain hours driving and we were close to that. I left still drunk with the atmosphere (not wine, I din drink much), which I'll remember for the rest of my life.
Sigh...after last night not sleeping, my energy is really runing out. Continue this later. Oyasumi ppl!
Yeah I have decided to take a rest tonight & tmr, after finishing my Kratoska presentation. It was surprisingly well-received, tho I think my part could have been better and I could have not cracked so much dirty jokes. This bad mouth that I have! But God has been good, since I put the whole presentation into His mighty hands. I found out later that that was wat Samantha did as well. Praise God for this God-ly sister in Christ!
Hmm... I lost the blog that I put up last nite! I was singing "Think of Me" by Andrew Lloyd Webber...such a waste! But surely I have other things to worry abt than that.
I ended my last other post on my trip in Europe. Pls humor me by letting me go on abt it, yeah?
Our 1st stop was in the Vatican City, where the body of the Pope now lies. God bless his soul. As we lined up to go in, the security guards asked each other,"Japanese?" referring to us. Then one very certainly said, "No, Chinese." the only bad thing abt our trip in Europe was the constant worry abt pickpockets and I heard that they are pro at it. My two female cousins cared so much abt their appearance that, in the midst of the crowd at the leaning tower of Pisa, they dumped all their bags onto the cameraman, a male cousin of mine, every time we take photos. And we were fortunate becos someone groped my male cousin's butt, intending to pick his pocket. Oh, oh but did that ever stop vanity? It became a ritual for them to not only temporarily dump their bags with whoever was the cameraman, but oso stand freezing without their jackets just for a beautiful shot. And one said to me when we returned back that carrying nothing in photos looked better. Of course, of course the reality of being pickpocketed neva really sunk in on us from Singapore. But vanity knows no bounds.
Anyway, the next day we proceeded on to Florence. I think it a capital little city with that Cathedral Santa Maria del Fiore and the unforgettable dinner at the Tuscany region. The dinner was something out of my dreams, where you found the zest to sing and dance away the night (we couldn't due to some reasons). These Italians really know their art. The attractive lady singer danced like a pro and really knew how to keep up the atmosphere. And the waiters were no less part of the entire wonderful setting, serving us in deft actions except one when he accidentally spilled the delicious lasagna, when (I think!) he was trying to impress my cousin! Even at the beginning, one waiter already looked us over and asked us,"Where r u from?" Our reply caused him to remark glibly,"Singapore has beautiful girls!" When the lady singer unsuccessfully tried to invite us to the dance floor, the waiters pulled our chairs in a gentlemanly way and invited us with a flourish. American girls were already shaking their booties like nobody's business on the floor and we were self-conscious all the time. The beautiful dinner ended all too soon since there was a law in Europe that drivers of coaches must rest after a certain hours driving and we were close to that. I left still drunk with the atmosphere (not wine, I din drink much), which I'll remember for the rest of my life.
Sigh...after last night not sleeping, my energy is really runing out. Continue this later. Oyasumi ppl!
// posted by Jenn @ 9:56 PM 
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