Printing Headshots and resumes NOT cheap. That doesn't even include paying a photographer!
Heck, we have to pay $350 to apply for an Optional Personal Training Visa.
My official headshot for showcase. The theatre department loves it and on the other hand, my Malaysian friends think that it doesn't even look like me at all. I'm starting to get worried because they are the ones who know me the most. bleh.
I hate the fact that we have to pay such a large sum of money without even knowing if we would be hired. *sigh* I guess, that's how the world works.
I think I am making more realizations as graduation creeps closer.
Chicago rehearsals starts tomorrow. Which means I will be on campus for 15 hours a day. FML.
I just got done eating a scrumptious meal of babi.
I kinda felt extremely proud of myself for making Coke Pork, and as weird as it sounds, it tasted bloody good. I reminded me of something my grandmother and my dad's second sister made.
which means it's damngoodwannaeatsomemore
Unfortunately, I couldn't take pictures of it because I wasn't expecting it to taste extremely good, and plus, my camera battery has been dead since the New York Trip about a month ago, and I still have not charged it yet.
Then again, it was cooked in a large pot and all you could see was black sauce and meat, so even if I took a picture of it, you would probably barf and not believe me saying that it was freaking delicious :)
It was probably the easiest dish that I have ever made. Perfect if you were busy because all you need is 5 minutes in the morning before you go to class/work, and you come home to a welcoming aromatic smell and an amazing dish.
YOU MUST TRY IT!
Coke Pork Stew
Things you need
1 Bottle of Coca-cola (I only used half of the 2 litre bottle)
4 pieces of center cut pork (looks like what they used for pork chop)
2 Cloves of garlic
Ginger (depending on taste)
Dried chili *if you like*
1. Dice garlic into teeney tiny pieces.
2. Peel ginger and slice them into thin strips (like how you would for steaming fish)
3. Saute garlic and ginger *and add if dried chili if you have some*
4. Place pork and half a bottle of Coca-cola into crockpot/slow cooker and let it simmer on HI between 6-8 hours so the meat would be tender.
5. *after 8 hours* Pour in a tablespoon of oyster sauce and a dash of salt.
6. Stir (how easy is that)
7 Serve with white rice
Easy as Uno Dos Tres?
Besides Coke Babi, I also made a stir fry dish, mainly just because I hate a meal with no vegetables. Here's the homemade recipe.
Black Bean Pea Pod Pork Stir Fry
Things you need
2 pieces of center cut pork
1 big handful and a half of Pea Pods
1 big handful and a half of sliced water chestnuts
1 handful of bamboo shoots
2 sticks of celery
Black Bean Paste
4 large Garlic cloves
Hebee (dried baby prawn)
1. Cut pork into strips
2. Marinate pork with Soy Sauce, a dash of Chili Powder, Pepper, and Sugar
3. If you could, marinate it for as long as you can, either overnight or just 8 hours
*hint- you can do it the same time when you put your Coke Babi into the Crockpot*
4. *After marinating, 20 minutes before meal time* Chop and dice Garlic and Sweet Onion
5. Heat pan with oil and saute garlic, hebee, dried chili, and sweet onion.
6. Add a tablespoon and a half of Black Bean Paste
7. Add marinated meat and stir
8. Add celery, water chestnuts, bamboo, and pea pod
9. Add 1/8 cup of water just so it doesn't dry out
It's not like I have ever done anything unreasonably stupid, but even so, I don't even feel the need to drink in parties anymore. Hah, as if I drink anyways. I've never even been drunk.
Sometimes I feel like I have never entered that party-craze stage in life just because I was always held down by responsibilities and what not. There were times too that I remembered that I wanted to get drunk because I have never done so, and yet, I just can't bring myself to that place and let my guard down. It's a good thing, better safe than sorry. It's not like I am missing out in life or whatsoever, I'm still dancing like there will be no tomorrow on the dance floor, so that's good. A natural high.
Yeah, I think I am getting old.
I just think it was funny to see people puke out of being drunk. Lol.
Mine was great because one of my classes were cancelled today, which means I had more 'me' time at home. (Extremely unusual, and sadly it is only going to last this week because Chicago rehearsals are starting soon)
I spoke to my dear sister who is officially an employed teacher right now in Upper Westside Manhattan.
My hamstrings and my gluteus maximus ached like hell, which means my workout yesterday was well worth it.
I felt great at my voice lesson today compared to last weeks class that made me felt like a frog trying to croak with no vocal chords. It was just one of those off days.
Found more auditions to attend, which means more opportunity.
I had an awesome cook-in dinner with my roomies just now. *Ven... I just realized that I don't have a picture of you!
I chatted online with three of my favorite people back home *you know who you are* :)
My costume designer for the musical Chicago said that I have a kick-ass costume that she is going to get for my character. Hopefully, I won't be as naked as being in the Donkey Show last year :)
Bleh. The semester just started and I am ready to procrastinate :) Ugh.
I received an email from my Head of Department and he said:
Congratulations is Sue-Yenn Ng, the Music Theatre Performance Presidential Scholar of 2010!!
And I replied him with,
What? How did I get it? I don't remember applying for anything.
When I saw him at a meeting today, he hugged and congratulated me again for the award and said,
"It means that you've scored the highest CUMULATIVE GRADEPOINT AVERAGE of the year in the department."
Yenn: "Owh yay!!!!!! I don't even remember how much was my CGPA but great!"
"Does it mean that I get money? Cuz I would need some right now."*beams happily*
Professor: "Haha, nah. But you have a nice little award ceremony and dinner though. Owh wait, they use to have those, now its just h'orderves and some juice. You can bring your family along and it would be great!"
Yenn:"Owh, my sister is not even here anymore. Fun."
Professor:"It's ok, I'll go with you."
I guess that this will be one of those many moments where I will be crying before the event again because I'd wish that my family would be there to see me and be proud. I always thought that after performing so many times, I would eventually grow out of it.
It's been three years now, and I still cry during all of my opening nights because I would see friends and families of my cast mates sharing family hugs, getting Break-a-leg cards, and opening night gifts, and bouquets of bloody red roses and lilies; while my make up table would be empty, or at least the most, filled with my make up brushes, and nothing else.
After the performances, everyone would rush out of their costumes and make up to meet with their family, or high school teachers to talk about 'how great the show was', and I would be left alone in the dressing room figuring out how to get home because everyone would be busy with an appointment with someone special.
Sometimes, I would be lucky to get a ride home from a friend who doesn't have anyone special that night, most of the times I would walk home reluctantly in the cold.
Besides the hype of performing in front of our first audience, I dread opening nights.
I loved the rehearsal process, I loved the costumes and make up craze, I loved the process during the show especially, I loved the energy of everyone's excitement, but I hated the after shows. I really do.
I guess it's something that I will always have to get used to, eventually.
Lol, so emo.
That aside, dad, mum, and Lynn, hope I do you proud :)
Acabo de tener mi primera clase de español esta mañana y me encanta!
I just had my first Spanish class today and I love it!
There might me a possibility of seeing more of this random Spanish sentences in future.
But I gotta practice right? :)
Anyway, first few days of class.
I am tired. Exhaused from not really doing anything but going to class and work.
The worst thing is that I hahve been to the gym 7 days a week and instead of losing weight, I gained 2 pounds! Damn it. Ugh. That means I have gained a total of at least 18pounds since high school. Bleh. I don't like this right now.
Thanks to New York, it has got me chowing down on sweets every single day, and now I have such a hard time getting myself out of that habit.
On the other hand, my dear sister who has not really been doing anything lost 6 freaking pounds because she's broke. So maybe being broke is good after all. In some ways.
Not because we are going to die in 2012, no. In fact, I don't really believe in it, and I think that it nothing but a similar scam in the Millennium. Whatever it is, if we die, we die.
When it's time to go, it's time to go right?
But this situation really pushes my brain to the state where I think that we would die, not because of natural disasters, but because of mankind itself.
First the three random arson attacks, then the almost suicidal bomber on a plane to Detroit, and now this?
I feel so much for my Muslim friends right now.
Just because of a small percentage of psychotic terrorists claiming to do stupid things in the name of Allah, now ALL Muslims are categorized and viewed in the same stereotypical way. Stupid. Stupid.
Think about it, if God is so great? Would he make you hurt others? Even a four year old could answer that for you.
For those who think that they are doing things for Allah by doing things beyond believable, I hope you rot in hell.
I had some friends over yesterday and we were talking about politics. Malaysian politics to be exact. Maybe I grew up in a diversed group and most of my friends were multi-cultural and open minded. I just cannot believe that racism is such a huge issue now in Malaysia!
Religion is suppose to be a personal relationship with God. Why does it matter if your neighbor is Buddhist, Hindu, Muslim, or Christian? A person is just a person, no difference between Tom, Dick, or Harry. His beliefs, a personal choice. Who are you to condemn another?
Who are you to force religion upon another?
And acting in that way?!
You retards are driving everyone else away from what your religion truly means!
It is saddening. Extremely.
Najib's vision of One Malaysia. Really?
I just read StarOnline this morning and yet, after three cases, another two cases of Arson Attacks.
Selangor CPO: Two more incidents in Selangor
KUALALUMPUR: A pastor was manhandled by four men before they vandalised a church in Ampang at around 6.30pm on Friday.
The men entered the Agape Revival Church located in a shoplot at PandanIndah, Ampang and manhandled the priest before shoving him to the ground.
The assailants then proceeded to damage a microphone before tearing down posters in the church and leaving.
The police lodged a report on behalf of the pastor at the PandanIndah police station.
Meanwhile, in KualaSelangor an unidentified man walked into a chapel near AsamJawa and advised the caretaker to be wary during this tense period before handing him a copy of the Quran.
It is learnt the incident occurred at about 6pm when the man met the Chapel Of Our Lady Of Good Health’s caretaker and passed him some advice meant for the parish priest.
He advised the chapel's parish priest to take precautions as it was possible the chapel could become a victim of attacks similar to churches in KualaLumpur.
Alan Pereira, the parish priest, said he took the man’s action in good faith and as a sign of friendship because the man had advised them to lock their gates and windows following the attacks made on other churches.
“This shows that not everyone is against us,” he added.
Police personnel who rushed to the scene, have recorded a statement from the caretaker.
Selangor police chief Deputy Comm Datuk Khalid Abu Bakar when contacted, confirmed both incidents.
He added they were confident in indentifying the person involved in the Kuala Selangor incident, who is believed to be a local.
“Although there was no threat in this case, we would like to record his statement to find out his true intentions,” Khalid said.
Really? I feel like a hypocrite telling the Americans and my other International friends that we are Malaysians; Malay, Chinese, Indians, altogether living in the same land, sharing the same culture and language, and the love for food. I really do wonder how other countries perceive us. It is no different than the entire globe moving forward, together, only Malaysia, trying it's best to go against the current. Look at China!
I wonder, where do we stand as non Bumiputras in 10 years. I mean, it is not like we have anymore benefits of staying in the country anymore, do we? And you wonder why every year people migrate from Malaysia.
Is there hope?
Keep your faith.
1He that dwelleth in the secret place of the most High shall abide under the shadow of the Almighty.
2I will say of the LORD, He is my refuge and my fortress: my God; in him will I trust.
3Surely he shall deliver thee from the snare of the fowler, and from the noisome pestilence.
4He shall cover thee with his feathers, and under his wings shalt thou trust: his truth shall be thy shield and buckler.
5Thou shalt not be afraid for the terror by night; nor for the arrow that flieth by day;
6Nor for the pestilence that walketh in darkness; nor for the destruction that wasteth at noonday.
7A thousand shall fall at thy side, and ten thousand at thy right hand; but it shall not come nigh thee.
8Only with thine eyes shalt thou behold and see the reward of the wicked.
9Because thou hast made the LORD, which is my refuge, even the most High, thy habitation;
10There shall no evil befall thee, neither shall any plague come nigh thy dwelling.
11For he shall give his angels charge over thee, to keep thee in all thy ways.
12They shall bear thee up in their hands, lest thou dash thy foot against a stone.
13Thou shalt tread upon the lion and adder: the young lion and the dragon shalt thou trample under feet.
14Because he hath set his love upon me, therefore will I deliver him: I will set him on high, because he hath known my name.
15He shall call upon me, and I will answer him: I will be with him in trouble; I will deliver him, and honour him.
16With long life will I satisfy him, and shew him my salvation.
I guess it would be the only reason why I am currently indulging myself into thinking what is going to happen to my owh-so-smooth-sailing life. I guess, I got things way too easy to begin with, and that is why I am freaking out with the two most horrifying words in my dictionary. THE FUTURE
My terms of being too easy to begin with? I don't know, I kinda always gotten what I wanted. I got my voice diploma, I got to be Cheerleading Captain in high school, I scored well, I miraculously won Seventeen Star Search in Malaysia and got a spread on the Seventeen Magazine, and finally, I don't know how did it happen up till this day. How the heck did I end up here in Western Michigan University's Music Theatre Performance program, one of the nation's highly acclaimed undergraduate program? I clearly didn't know what I was getting myself into because everyone here is loaded with talented under their sleeves that it makes me feel so small, tiny! Most of the time I feel that everyone is beyond comparable! What can I say. Blessed. Or maybe just, Lucky.
I guess that is why I always thought that life is easy. I mean, there were a few bumps and port-holes along the road. I cried when I was stressed, and then everything else unfolds itself. Maybe easy is not the word. It's easi-ER.
That's why when I didn't get the part in the musical Chicago, it felt like the world fell on me because I knew I did well. I had too many positive feedbacks, most importantly, I knew I had what it takes. But, I just wasn't right for the part. That taught me a huge lesson though, with the opportunity of working in a professional theatre in Summer and more, I was living in the fantasy. Well, to be exact, a color blind one. I just realized that no matter what, I will never play half the roles that I dreamed of playing just because of the way I look. Or the type I look like. I realized that I will always be playing the studious Asian girl, or the innocent victim that everyone targets on, because of my physiques. Biggest lesson of the year.
I have been blogging so much lately about I stressed am I about life after graduation that I feel pity for whoever that is reading this because it seems like it is nothing but a broken record, only that it is on a computer screen rather that listening. Heck! I have not even graduated yet!
One more semester to go.
Ugh, thinking about it makes me send chills down my spine. I can even see the goosebumps on my arms and the fine hair standing like paddy! And no, I swear, it is not because of the fact that it is -5 celcius outside right now.
So I have decided. I figured that it would be easier to take things day by day, and stop cracking my emotions for the future. That, I'll think about it later, when the time comes. It's not that I can do anything about it anyway.
I have finally uploaded the pictures from the holidays unto my laptop. My apologies, I have so few pictures because I left my battery charger back home and I didn't even charge the camera before I left for New Jersey.
Here's the view of Manhattan on JFK Boulevard East, just two blocks from where Lynn is living at right now.
The two most important women in my life.
As for New Year's
We thought that it would be suicidal if we were to go to Times Square to watch the ball drop because that place would be loaded with crazy tourists. Besides, who wants to wait eight friggin hours out in the cold just to watch a big ball bounce? Wait, hundreds of thousands. Oopps...
So we decided on something more intimate. Like celebrating New year's eve in a uber cool Japanese restaurant at Hoboken, New Jersey. And counting down to New Years in a Mexican Bar. Okay, maybe the Mexican Bar wasn't too cool. But they had free champagne! And the Japanese dinner was to die for, so it's all worth it.
Besides, it's the company that matters most right!
He said, "Wear green for a prosperous New Year!"
Although we weren't physically in Manhattan, a few days before New Year's, while having dinner, we were approached by an advertising group that was shooting for Budweiser's advert. They paid us a dollar each (haha.. is that even a payment?), but, they gave us free beer, and all we had to do was chat like how we usually do, and drink beer. We had our few minutes of fame in Times Square's Budweiser Billboard/TV screen. But, we didn't see it because we weren't there. Lol.
Had an awesome holiday. And now, back to reality. Last semester of my Undergrad baby!
This year's New Years was not a one day celebration for me. It was like Christmas, and New Years week all combined into a reunion celebration, probably the few best times of the year because I had the wonderful opportunity to have family time, now that we're all four separated in four different locations around the globe. Now that my parents are gone, I am definitely missing them being around. Somehow, the feeling of being united is priceless.
I guess that's what being a family is all about.
love you both. wouldn't be here without you.
We helped Lynn move into her new home in Union City, New Jersey, one of the most populated cities in the United States.
If anyone is looking to rent a room, please feel free to contact me. The apartment is only located about 15 minutes from Midtown Manhattan; you can see the magnificent Manhattan skyline, two blocks from the place, and the rent is an extremely fair price.
I got to meet up with Jeph who came to visit me all the way from Pensacola, Florida for the week. I really appreciated his one weeks worth of company because we don't even know when will be the next time we meet, probably in a year, and he might be sent off shore for duty.
Let time tell, and only God knows.
Also, Cheryl and Amin are here with Lynn and I exploring New York and New Jersey!
Good times, good times.
I left my memory card reader in Kalamazoo, Michigan.