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Sunday, September 21, 2008
Lets Party!
I always thought those western parties we seen in the movies only happens in like erm.... movies. haha. Friday was the very first time I attended to such parties and was overwhelmed.

IT was like in a bangalow with many many people attending with tonnes and tonnes of alcohol flowing around. Everyone was so opened up and could easily talk to anyone at anytime.

You guys could easily imagine me feeling out of place during my entire stay. Since it is my first time, was really high on guard in case anything happen as i didnt know what to expect from such party. But certainly, it is really enjoyable seeing how people can interact with one another and the things they talk about. Back in home, i guess the chances of me being in such party is infinitsimally small. For a start, those people around me arent those party types and second if by anychance they organise such parties, the odds is that they will be complaint by the neighbours within an hour.


Due to my cognitive schemata and my social template. I dont really know what to do when someone come to me to start off an conversation. IT has always been so easy in ntu when there are common topic like the orientation camp, place, school, hall etc. These people can just talk about anything with people they just met.


Was quite amaze by how open they are and to think they are as young as 18...

I really cant imagine myself doing all these right now, let alone when i was 18. Haiz.. children nowadays grow up really fast dont you think? My brother just turned 18, and i cant visualise him being in such party lor. (and even if he does join such party doing all these funny stuff, i hope i wouldnt know else i might just slap him)

Anyway, did i mention that their legal age of drinking is 19?


ITs a really good exposual to their culture anyway.

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Had a dinner with the Singapore, malasian association people yesterday. Jason and i were expecting that it will be just a small group with 20 people turning up but it ended up more than 40 of the people were squeezing into the small vietnum restuarant. Certainly, it is impossible to chat with everybody and we sat with a few first year students who have been here studying for less than a year.

I began to learn of the terms, CBC (canadian born chinese), Canasians chinese people who came to canada at a very young age. These people identify themselves to the canadian culture. Was quite impress with these people who study overseas leaving their friends and family behind, same even migrated over here and became a citizen

Already i felt kind of out of place upon coming to such a distant place, no doubt the people here are friendly. But it just dont feel right for me. Polly cos i'm too tradition or just too comfortable staying in my comfort zone.

Well its certainly nice to be having dinner with someone who have (had) the same identity with you, nevermind that they are just a aquaintance whom you might never meet afterwards.



Catching the falling leaves ...[12:33 PM]
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