Alone in a Crowd

Alone in a Crowd on Flickr © vnduan

I am truly a pushover. I know it, you know it, and that's why I end up with all the baggage. It's not too killer most days, mostly it involves dance. Case in point, Prof's stepping down ceremony which we performed for (copied wholesale off SYTYCD) and not too shabby a job for a few days' practice, I must say.

Mingling with crowds is a real chore for me. I can't summon up a single topic of conversation when I'm in a formal setting, much less a formal setting with people who have Dr. in front of their names. For the life of me, I can't think to save myself from the awkward silence so thick it could hamper your breathing. Which is why, I simply count my blessings that I have a support group who can do it for me.

It's quite interesting to observe how elite a profession can be. How once you join a group, they become your lifelong crowd.How tiresome it is to my brain, having to remember all the must-know names and faces, in order to respect/not offend anyone. But on the flip side, there's always people you can look for when you're friendless.

Special sem is 3/5 way through. Then I can't wait for orientation! In a half dreading, half excited way. Our first line lunch session was huge blast too, as bitching sessions always are. Things like these make me look forward to waking up and going to school. Indeedy.

Dinner at Pavillion was quite yummy. Each restaurant we looked at had rocket high prices so we ended up in an Italian restaurant, also pretty ex. But as Lian-ee would say, everything was 'juicy and succulent', only not very filling. As typical low class Asians without dining etiquette, plates were passed around and food shared.

Which reminds me, apparently, people don't share straws in HK. We found out when the family we were having lunch with looked on in wonderment as us guys and girls sipped out of each others' drinks for a taste.

Copied Pui Yee's grand idea and got Mom 4 cupcakes for Mother's Day. I lurve cupcake icing.

Sunny Island

I couldn't have asked for a better holiday than the one I just had in HK. Nobody would dare call it an exchange programme, as we only spent one day at HKU & Prince Philip Dental Hospital. But it was through and through a cultural exchange, albeit a little one sided. I am amazed at how the HK students tolerated our lateness, slow walking speed and forgetfulness. They were nice beyond belief, maybe it's an ingrained politeness, even in the face of obnoxious behaviour.

I just love the city. Everything was made ten times better because we practically transplanted our class in a foreign land. Nothing was scary, instead everything was like a family outing. As the fixed schedules started to dwindle off, our little foursome roamed HK on our own, once in awhile bumping into some of the other cliques. It was really nice and cosy, the whole 'world is your oyster' thing. Wouldn't call it a double date just yet, though.

Breakfast, lunch, tea, dinner, supper - our daily meal schedule. We climbed high and low, huffing and panting up and down the sloped roads of HK just to try all sorts of food. I think we went to Honeymoon Desserts just for their durian dessert and my mango sago at least 3 times. And the rooftop area of IFC is so pretty! Plus I'll never forget how the wind almost blew us off the peak, and the way the retards took off their shirts.

The only sour note was when we did our little sneaking in plan, passing the cards to the guys so they could come in past the guard one by one. It was just starting to get comfortable and home-y in Livia and my room when a staff knocked on our door. And again, and again, until finally the guys were found in the toilet. Embarrassing beyond belief. And more time wasted on writing the apology letter. The next morning, I woke up with a sick feeling in my stomach, and tried hard to ignore it as I met the lady who caught us last night. They were all so nice, acting like nothing happened. Only my guilt and shame got in the way.

The scenery is drop dead, though. Also, I really love my classmates. I may not be too chummy with each of them, but it makes me feel good knowing they're there. All hail holidays.