why it is not easy to find that mr/miss right

this is going to be a very short blog but it's just something i decided to write to put the whole BGR thing in perspective.

i know it's unfair to put a number to things such as attraction but numbers do give a clearer idea than words and it does paint a good picture in general

i have this rough statistical analysis of how BGR works.

we all agree that there are people of the opposite sex you just cannot imagine being with right? they're not evil or ugly. they're just not your type. and i think most people would agree with me that out of 10 girls, about 7 are "just not your type"? (goes the same for how girls think about us i think...)

or think of it the other way, out of 10 girls, it is already quite amazing if you can imagine BEING WITH 3 of them?

so to expand further, out of 100 girls, i could imagine being with 30. that sounds like quite alot right?

but then, as we all know, just because we can imagine being with someone doesn't mean we actually have feelings for that person. considering that you need to have feelings for her AND she has to have feelings for you too, it is a fair estimate to say that only 16% of those 30 girls could be your gf? that's already quite high if you ask me

so that means 5 out of 30 potentially suitable girls could be your gf.. ok doesn't sound so bad...that's 1 out of 6 ! sounds quite likely

but then don't forget that those 30 girls came from an original pool of 100

so actually, out of 100 girls, only 5 could be your gf. 5 PERCENT SOUNDS SO SLIM!!and that's already an optimistic estimate?

haha...

"is she your girlfriend?"

2 people so far have asked me that question. and i hardly even know the girl. all i did was sit next to her for lectures or walked with her to a bus stop. i've sat with other girls for lectures before (erm..NUS is a mixed school you know..) and walked with girls to bus stops before (yes! people actually board buses from the same bus stop! isn't it amazing? ) Yet, somehow people only ask "is she your gf?" when i'm with her.

there may be other reasons but i suspect this is the main reason: this is the first time the girl's shorter than me.

i think it's kinda sad that we all have this stereotype that the boyfriend has to be taller than the girlfriend. in any commercial or poster, you always see a tall hunky guy with a shorter pretty girl, whether they are promoting wedding rings, clothes or the beach. it makes humans sound so stiff and rigid about what the definition of "beauty" is.

yet, even i agree that it's weird for a girl to have a boyfriend that's shorter than her. i've seen couples holding hands on the street where the girl is pretty tall and the guy just not as tall. to me, i dun think it looks weird but i suspect that if i was the girl it would feel weird to me.

I have met one guy who is shorter than me. He is about 2 years older than me so I am pretty sure this is going to be his permanent height. He isn't a midget but he is indeed very short, about say 1.55m? And I can't help but think he's super cute. His mannerism helps add to that image but his stature (or rather the lack of it) certainly plays a large role in this perception of mine. He looks like a human teddy bear to me. If I was a girl, I would like to talk to him just because he is cute (heck, as a guy I already find him cute) but I think it'd be weird to have him as a boyfriend because I would have to look down at him. already as a guy, i find it weird to look down at a fellow guy when i'm so used to looking up to all my guy friends. so maybe that's how girls feel too. it's not that they feel short guys are ugly. it's just that they are not used to being the taller person for the 1st time.

and the truth is that i'm not that much taller than him.

Yet i feel it's perfectly fine if my girlfriend was 1.68m tall. in fact, that's my fantasy. haha. ok lah , maybe 1.62 is more realistic. the truth is: i find it hard to like girls who are shorter than me because i'm already so short haha..

everybody is superficial to a certain extent. for a guy who is himself short, it may sound like i'm being so hypocritical to think that a lack of height is a potential turn off. but i'm not a hypocrite. cos just as i might reject shorter gals, i totally understand and empathise with the girl if she rejects me just because i'm too short.

some people may think that i must have a low self esteem to "complain" about this publicly but i disagree. i'm not complaining at all. in fact, i think it only shows how confident i am of myself to discuss this issue publicly without shame or emberrassment. i'm not ashamed of my height. and i am not ashamed to admit that, everything else being equal, short people just aren't as attractive as tall people. but i still belive that any girl should be happy to have me. cos i know i would treat her well and love her with all my heart.

why am i so sure that i would love her so much? cos i know that i will never get together with someone just because she's the best i can get or her height complements mine or she treats me well. i would love her just because i do, because i'm confident enough in myself to know i only need to care about who i like, not who could like me or who is "within my range". i would love her because i want to love her, not because i want to satisfy my ego that i can get a taller girlfriend or because i'm frightened she'd leave me for "someone taller".

but the most important reason is that, if i can get that girl i really like, i would think i'm the luckiest man in the world. so i'd probably love her well enough to make her think she's really lucky too.

song of a pig

it's in chinese but it's quite funny

http://img94.exs.cx/img94/405/songofpig7gr.swf

zzzz...

I reached school today at 11am for a design meeting that, for unforeseen circumstances, was cancelled. I was supposed to meet my design project’s mentor but to cut a long story short the meeting was cancelled. That only made the trip here even more painful because I could have stayed at home till 3pm!!

My next lecture is only at 4pm. I have now managed to spend 2 hours or so doing some stuff and studying my Japanese a little. Unfortunately, I still have another 1 ½ hours to go. And there is no way I can cram any more Japanese into this English brain of mine. Now I know how a sponge feels like. I feel so bloated... and sleepy too...

Although I’m totally saturated with Japanese, I’m at least finally starting to get used to the idea of recognizing Japanese alphabets. I even think Japanese is easier to learn than Chinese because with Chinese, there is no alphabet! Everything is just about memorizing. There is no rationale as to why the word for “mu” (wood) was drawn that way. Some cave man just decided that “wood” looks something like a tree and drew it out. Then another guy decided to simplify it further and now the character looks like a cross with 2 chicken wings at the side. =P

However, I think Chinese is such a beautiful written language. After all, have we ever heard of English calligraphy? I suspect it probably exists but it just isn’t as prominent as Chinese calligraphy because Chinese characters in themselves are already mini drawings. And the best part about calligraphy is that a calligrapher seems to have a “poetic licence” whereby they can write the strokes in their own way. For instance, I remember how Ong Teng Cheong once wrote a beautiful word called “shou” (longeivity). He made the downward stroke extra long because he wanted to convey the idea that this word represents things that are meant to last as long as possible. I thought that was quite cool. Now if only my secondary school Chinese teacher could be as appreciative as me when I wrote a stroke too long. =P

Japanese looks nice but I think Chinese still tops the chart for the most elegant calligraphy. Arabic is quite nice too but I guess it’s harder for me to appreciate the calligraphy when I don’t understand the meaning behind it.

Nonetheless, my favourite language will always be English. After all, a language at its most basic level is something used to communicate your thoughts and feelings to others. And I know that English is the only language that could really allow me to do just that.

And it’s an added bonus when some people even find it humorous too.

1st day of school

I know I know… I only bother to update you guys after the holidays have ended. But admit it-- you guys don’t check that often during the holidays either.

So there.

Today’s the 1st day of semester 6. how I would like it to be semester 8 instead. I seriously can’t wait to graduate. It’s not that NUS is some hell-hole (although I know one person who might disagree…) it’s just that I am a little tired of studying already. Maybe I really should go on some overseas trip.

It’s strange that I’m not suffering any post holiday withdrawal symptoms. Normally, I would feel weird coming to school immediately after a whole month of slacking. But it feels like I have been to school all along.

Well maybe it is because I had to come to school yesterday for a short briefing session that was really just an excuse to talk to my project mates and buy some books. Oh and I followed my friends to McDonald’s too. Apparently the fan-tastic meal is really nice. But the chicken flavour is supposedly the wiser choice =P. does anyone know why they call the fan-tastic meal with a “dash” in between fan and tastic? Is it sponsored by fann wong or something?? Or is it supposed to sound like fun-tastic?? Or am I just blind? =P

Maybe I’m not very awake today because I didn’t feel like myself early in the morning. I had this really deeeep voice and I was speaking in mostly 1 syllable words. It was kinda weird. It was so weird that even when I tried to go back to my usual crappy self, even I myself found it weird. Weird…

Get it? =P

It’s very important to have a study partner with whom you can be yourself. In fact, in any friendship this applies too. I now have a new “study buddy” but we have never been study buddies before. We just happened to take the same modules together while my other friends are either with their own cliques or they are not taking the same lecture. I feel that it’s always very polite and all between this new “seating partner” and I. However, I also feel that given time we can be a lot more open and casual with each other while retaining the “ang moh”-ness in us.

I think that’s the good thing about Chinese speaking people. Their straightforwardness may be mistaken for rudeness but I think that makes them easier to befriend as well. Whereas with ang moh pai people like me, we are always saying things like “thank you” and “please”. It doesn’t mean we feel uncomfortable with the person. We still say thank you even when we are close. But you know the feeling’s different. Hope I’m making sense. Maybe if I always hung out with ang moh pai people I wouldn’t find this weird but it’s been quite a while since I had an ang moh pai friend so it feels weird. In our defence, ang moh pai people certainly are less “rigid” once the ice is broken. I just feel that with Chinese speaking people, the ice is hardly even there in the 1st place. But if there is a bad 1st impression I think that spells the end of any friendship. Then again, isn’t that the case with anyone else?

Ok enough from me. I’m off for my jap lecture. That’s right I’m taking Japanese language as my breadth. How cool is that ya? =)

I may have to try blogging in the Japanese version of han yu pin ying very soon. I hear that’s a good way to practice one’s 3rd language. Although I’m sure you are all dreading that moment when you can’t understand a single word I’m saying…=P

Then again, I bet there are times when I wrote such cheem stuff you didn’t understand what I was saying either. =P