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Sunday, September 26, 2010


Maybeline Colour Sensational in Coral Pink. (;

Chanel Teo Xuan Ying. I am so grateful that you posted up that status on Facebook a few months ago about how much you wanted this. You almost never became a Thespian and I shudder at the thought of it. You're thirteen and so mature for your age. You may nee nee na na here and there, but when it comes to work, you know how to switch. You actually do your work. Not to mention, how many thirteen year olds are there in Singapore who are actually thinking about their careers? I know people who are 20 and are still unsure. In fact, I happen to know an 18 year old malay boy who knows what he wants to do as a career but is absolutely, childishly unrealistic. As well as a 17 year old half Jap girl who foolishly gives up everything she's been working for, for 2 years, to become a medicine doctor. Whereas for you, you choose to fight for your dream in a very realistic way. You won't take shortcuts like them.

On your first day, you were asked why you wanted this. Your answer was that you wanted this because you want to pursue a dance career. Upon hearing this, I was afraid you would leave as soon as you find out that what we do is not only dance. There is hard work, sweat and blood as well. I had half my mind sure that once we put you to work around the factory, you would start to lose interest. Then you proved me absolutely wrong. The first day we put you to work, you did it diligently and without a complaint. You were going nee nee na na all the time but you never complained. You were only reacting to all the suaning you were recieving :P

That day, when the both of us went to buy lunch at Prime, I openly told you about all the hard work Thespians have to go through. The hardships, the commitment. I was trying to scare you, but impressively, to no avail. You were not scared at all. I looked at you in the eye and saw no fear at all. I saw only eyes that were ready to fight this battle with us. I spread out everything to you and whenever I asked if you were ready for this kind of commitment and hard work, you looked straight at me and you face told me "bring it on.". That was the day I fell in love with my little piggy. I didn't even scare Nasri that much and his face was already uncertain. But yours, Chanel...the eyes and heart of a real Thespian.

I remember when I told you the story of Afiq. What he did and everything. You were like, "WHAT THE HELL?!?!?! HE'S SUCH AN IDIOT!! HOW CAN ANYONE BE SO STUPID!!!!!" and you got all worked up, it was so cute. (:

You know, words cannot fathom how much I love you, dear sis. Yesterday, I thought to myself - if you did not put that single status on your Facebook, Natalie and I would be the only two crying on the parquet when Nadhrah walked out the door. As we were gripping onto each others' hands and mourning for the lost of our sister, I was looking through my tears at you and Natalie. I was just being so grateful that I had two hands to hold. Hands that I know will never leave.

I will die a Thespian. I want us to grow old as Thespians together. I want to be there when you decide to get married. All the Thespians will gang bang your chosen husband for interrogation first to see if he can take care of our piglet. I want to help plan your (probably pink) wedding. I want to meet your children. I want to see your children get married. I want to meet your grandchildren. Thespians for life.

Happy Birthday, my dearest little sister. (: