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About Today's Lecturer I could not concentrate during our lecture today. You see, the lecturer, who was smartly dressed in a long-sleeved office shirt and tie distracted me. His shirt was too small. The neck and shoulder area was too tight. The man needs a larger shirt size, at least for the collar area. And his tie was too long. As my friends and anyone who has seen my dressing know, I am not one for fashion. Arguably, I do not have any sense of fashion. But trust me on this. I, as a habit, love men in long-sleeved, stiffly-starched, collared shirts and ties (don't get me started on those who loosen their ties and unbutton their collars...) and so I make it a point to know what makes a guy look good in them and what a guy should wear to look good. And believe me, when I do my work, I do it properly and thoroughly. The lecturer really needs a larger shirt and shorter tie. Oh how I was itching to adjust his tie and get that man a new shirt! I think need counselling. hpdeskjette stamped at 8:59 AM with love + + + About Me Some of us are destined to do great things in our lifetimes. Not me though, I'm afraid. If I tried, perhaps I could achieve; but it has recently come to my attention that I was not designed to do great things; but am merely destined for a life of quiet, simple and elegant domesticity. It struck me that morning while I was busily preparing for the National Day Mahjong Party. That was the last party of the season, so naturally I had to do a good job. Hence preparations began three days before. I sent out invitations, planned food lists and thoughtfully inquired after my guests and their preferences, then labouriously toiled to buy party refreshments, with a little aid from my father and his trusty car. Then dawned the morning of the Last-Party-of-the-Season, and early I awoke to buy my guests cooked lunchs as they desired. It was hard work, but I was conscious of a great enjoyment in my doing of it. There is just something so fulfilling in the knowledge that, though you may be doing something so simple and humble as common marketing, you will bring pleasure to those for whom you shop. Since it was National Day, I decided that I should have a nice centerpiece of orchids and so off I went to the florist's. It was there that it struck me. As I discussed with the florist the relative merits of various combinations of flowers, I realised that there was nothing else I wanted to do more than spend the rest of my life preparing for parties and picking out centerpieces for the table. I realised that I do not care for power or prestige, except with regards to my husband. What I want is a quiet life. A life of beautifying my surroundings and bringing pleasure to those I care about. A life concerned, not with harshness and bustle of the real world, but with making a happy home that my husband and children would be glad to have to return to each day and a home where my friends would always be welcome and always be happy. It is not a noble ambition, this castle in the air, and in dreaming it I stand to throw away my last 10 years of education as well as go against everything generations of feminists have fought for. That is true, but as I've already said: Some of us are destined to do great things with our lives. Not me though, I'm afraid. I look forward to my life of quiet, simple and elegant domesticity. hpdeskjette stamped at 8:55 AM with love + + + |