Friday, January 25

Oh No, I've Become a Fangirl

According to the urban dictionary:


Fangirl (n) - A rabid breed of human female who is obesessed with either a fictional character or an actor. Similar to the breed of fanboy. Fangirls congregate at anime conventions and livejournal. Have been known to glomp, grope, and tackle when encountering said obesessions.

Hugh Jackman: 'ello.
Fangirl: SQUEEEEEE! *immediately attaches to Jackman's leg*
Jackman: Security!

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I have to confess *gulp*, I've become one of them. I'm not particularly rabid, but I can't guarantee that I won't tackle Vic Zhou if I see him walking on the street anytime soon.

I've known this for quite sometime. It started with a rather unhealthy Meteor Garden obsession. On a whim, I bought the dvd and proceeded to spend every spare minute of the next five days glued to the TV set, completely immersed in the colorful and chatic world of Dao Ming Si, Shan Cai and Hua Ze Lei. I barely slept, ate my meals in front of the television, and was practically a zombie at work. And it was that first drama that did me in. Meteor Garden was followed by Mars, which then sparked my obsession with the utterly adorable, melts-my-insides, turns-me-into-a-giggly-idiot Vic Zhou. And that was it. I was a goner. Since then, I've spent practically every bit of free time watching DVDs of every Taiwanese drama I could get hold of (and a couple of Korean ones too), I've joined forums and spent countless hours watching streaming videos online. I've downloaded tons of drama soundtracks (which I then listen to on the train going to work and back) and ogled pictures not only of Vic Zhou but of Mike He, Kingone, Joe Cheng, Wu Zun, Lee Wei, etc etc. I also named my cat Zai Zai, which is Vic's nickname. And I'm learning Chinese. Seriously.

I know that conventions dictate that I should now cover my head with a paper bag, and crawl under a rock from the utter shame of becoming a fangirl. But I don't know. I can totally live with the fact that people's respect for me will go down a couple of notches when they hear that I actually listen to and like (horror of horrors) F4's music. And that I spend my time on such unworthy actions as those I've described above. Because I really haven't had this much fun in ages. :P And its getting more fun now that I've infected Phoebe with the bug (sorry Phoebs!). Finally, there's someone who won't look at me as if I've suddenly grown an extra head, when I start blabbering about my obsessions. And there's someone to watch dvds with until the wee hours. So, yay for fangirls! And to everyone else who doesn't get it, you're seriously missing out on a lot. But, of course I'd say that.



Oh No, I've Become a Fangirl

According to the urban dictionary:


Fangirl (n) - A rabid breed of human female who is obesessed with either a fictional character or an actor. Similar to the breed of fanboy. Fangirls congregate at anime conventions and livejournal. Have been known to glomp, grope, and tackle when encountering said obesessions.

Hugh Jackman: 'ello.
Fangirl: SQUEEEEEE! *immediately attaches to Jackman's leg*
Jackman: Security!

-------
I have to confess *gulp*, I've become one of them. I'm not particularly rabid, but I can't guarantee that I won't tackle Vic Zhou if I see him walking on the street anytime soon.

I've known this for quite sometime. It started with a rather unhealthy Meteor Garden obsession. On a whim, I bought the dvd and proceeded to spend every spare minute of the next five days glued to the TV set, completely immersed in the colorful and chatic world of Dao Ming Si, Shan Cai and Hua Ze Lei. I barely slept, ate my meals in front of the television, and was practically a zombie at work. And it was that first drama that did me in. Meteor Garden was followed by Mars, which then sparked my obsession with the utterly adorable, melts-my-insides, turns-me-into-a-giggly-idiot Vic Zhou. And that was it. I was a goner. Since then, I've spent practically every bit of free time watching DVDs of every Taiwanese drama I could get hold of (and a couple of Korean ones too), I've joined forums and spent countless hours watching streaming videos online. I've downloaded tons of drama soundtracks (which I then listen to on the train going to work and back) and ogled pictures not only of Vic Zhou but of Mike He, Kingone, Joe Cheng, Wu Zun, Lee Wei, etc etc. I also named my cat Zai Zai, which is Vic's nickname. And I'm learning Chinese. Seriously.

I know that conventions dictate that I should now cover my head with a paper bag, and crawl under a rock from the utter shame of becoming a fangirl. But I don't know. I can totally live with the fact that people's respect for me will go down a couple of notches when they hear that I actually listen to and like (horror of horrors) F4's music. And that I spend my time on such unworthy actions as those I've described above. Because I really haven't had this much fun in ages. :P And its getting more fun now that I've infected Phoebe with the bug (sorry Phoebs!). Finally, there's someone who won't look at me as if I've suddenly grown an extra head, when I start blabbering about my obsessions. And there's someone to watch dvds with until the wee hours. So, yay for fangirls! And to everyone else who doesn't get it, you're seriously missing out on a lot. But, of course I'd say that.



Wednesday, January 9

"Being Twenty-Something"

*Received this in an email. I just think it clearly expresses what most of us are going through at this age.

They call it the "Quarter-life Crisis." It is when you stop going along with the crowd and start realizing that there are many things about yourself that you didn't know and may not like.

You start feeling insecure and wonder where you will be in a year or two, but then get scared because you barely know where you are now. You start realizing that people are selfish and that, maybe, those friends that you thought you were so close to aren't exactly the greatest people you have ever met, and the people you have lost touch with are some of the most
important ones.

What you don't recognize is that they are realizing that too, and aren't really cold, catty, mean or insincere, but that they are as confused as you. You look at your job... and it is not even close to what you thought you would be doing, or maybe you are looking for a job and realizing that you are going to have to start at the bottom and that scares you.

Your opinions have gotten stronger. You see what others are doing and find yourself judging more than usual because suddenly you realize that you have certain boundaries in your life and are constantly adding things to your list of what is acceptable and what isn't. One minute, you are insecure and then the next, secure. You laugh and cry with the greatest
force of your life. You feel alone and scared and confused.

Suddenly, change is the enemy and you try and cling on to the past with dear life, but soon realize that the past is drifting further and further away, and there is nothing to do but stay where you are or move forward.

You get your heart broken and wonder how someone you loved could do such damage to you. Or you lie in bed and wonder why you can't meet anyone decent enough that you want to get to know better. Or maybe you love someone but love someone else too and cannot figure out why you are doing this because you know that you aren't a bad person.

One night stands and random hook ups start to look cheap. Getting wasted and acting like an idiot starts to look pathetic. You go through the same emotions and questions over and over, and talk with your friends about the same topics because you cannot seem to make
a decision.

You worry about loans, money, the future and making a life for yourself... and while winning the race would be great, right now you'd just like to be a contender!

What you may not realize is that everyone reading this relates to it. We are in our best of times and our worst of times, trying as hard as we can to figure this whole thing out.

Send this to your twenty something friends.... maybe it will help someone feel like they aren't alone in their state of confusion...