PROJECT SUPERSTAR

as you might've guessed by now (if you haven't heard), i didn't get through to the fourth round of project superstar.

though someone told me a week back that i'm his superstar.

that statement touched me tremendously.

in my opinion, superstars are people who inspire me and become some sort of role models i look up to.

not having made it through doesn't mean i was bad, but there are better and more "talented" individuals who could be groomed for the job.

i say "talented" in inverted commas because talent is subjective and all our talents may not lie in the same plane.

so whether i managed to make a lasting impression, or got to make one person smile or laugh, i would say i've reached "superstar" status. in my opinion. =)

i guess i just want people to feel good about themselves...and to help them find the beauty within themselves that may not be reflected on the outside.

like elphaba - the wicked witch of the west.

she was good and hadn't harbored bad thoughts until everyone treated her bad because she was green.

even in the wizard of oz, only the pretty people get it all.

let's face it, people are superficial, and television...even more so.

in that aspect, i guess i will be featured in the first two episodes of project superstar...or at least episode one.

i had arrived in my scout uniform for yesterday's auditions.

so go figure.

and this was me near 12am, waiting with the rest of the girls and guys for the results...


check out the eyebags and cracked smile

it was such a long day for me it wasn't funny.

though the day wasn't all that bad (even if it started at 5.30am that morning).

now if i hadn't made an impression on superstar, i probably did so at the istana in the morning.

despite plenty of reminders not to crack my signature jokes, i still managed to do so...all because the fellas screwed up on the script.

and so, i had so much time to spare while standing at the podium with the guests looking at me that i just talked to them, winked at them, nodded at them, smiled at them...and whatever else i could think of to keep their attention.

so you see...i don't HAVE to crack jokes, but these screw-up situations really need some lightening up. =)

bubba and i were pleasantly surprised to bump into our ex-schoolmate, June, who was with the girl guides contingent...


bubba, june and i

and of course, most of our tunisia bidding team was there (since most of them were top guns in scouting) and we managed to snap one...


from left to right: norisman, mel, malcolm (East Area Commissioner), noel hon (SSA President), nicholas tang (Chief Commissioner), me, tan guong ching (Starhub Chairman/Scout Guild head) and bubba.

nicholas kept teasing me on my weight loss and how he couldn't recognize me.

i heard we're bidding in korea next year, and japan's already told us not to "play play" because they're pulling out their big guns.

and then there's our "annual" shot at the istana staircase...


partners-in-crime

we couldn't take any more photos of the greens this time around because security didn't allow it.

this led to our token shot at the foyer...=)


mel, norisman, bubba and me

at the end of the day, i didn't quite care about getting into the top 20.

i just wanted to head home and crash.

but when the morning came, i was just glad the drama was over...

and i can get back into my own personal serial - my current life.