Wednesday, February 15, 2006
Inner Dream Job - 2:30 PM
When I was a little girl, Ruoyi, Chloe, Dawn and I used to play teacher-teacher. If you had asked me what I wanted to become in the future, I would had told you I wanted to be a teacher, of course. Cos I enjoyed checking the names off the make-believe list I had, and I absolutely lurved to grade assignments and 'chop' all sorts of 'GOOD JOB', 'EXCELLENT', 'GREAT' stamps on worksheets. In Cedar, I see how the young teachers crush the myth about teachers having no life. They seem to have fun in school, with the only drawback being having to wake up SO early. After all, canteen food's cheap, working hours are relatively shorter, you get longer holidays, yada yada.BUTTTTT all have changed. While I still believe that teaching is a noble profession (if you are in it for the right reasons), you CAN still have fun once in awhile as a teacher, I no longer want to be one. Cos....CANNOT LOR. I mean, c'mon. You see my pattern you can tell its not for me right? YEAH. Thats right. So, I have thought of a new profession to enter.
When I grow up, I want to be a ................TV TALKSHOW HOST! (aye...aye...AYE! DUN LAUGH LEH!!!)
Wouldn't it be wonderful if I can be an Oprah Winfrey who is generous, inspiring, motivational and above all, REALLY wants world peace? If not, I can be an Ellen Degeneres (minus the lesbianism) who brings laughter and joy to millions daily. HELL, I'd settle for being a Jay Leno, who is, in my opinion, the best standup comedian nowadays, and whose late-night show is the only one I watch religiously.
Oprah was the first one I watched daily since coming over to the US. Her topics ranged from Super-celeb interviews with Tom Cruise, Jude Law, Jamie Foxx, Halle Berry, etc to her visiting Ethopian women to homemakeover editions with her favourite designer - Nate Berkus, the amazingly talented but heartwrenchingly gay decorator (he is VERY CUTE!). Last Christmas, Oprah had her HOLIDAY episode, where she handed out TONS of gifts to hand-picked guests who were people who helped out with the Katrina disaster. Watching Oprah dish out so many gifts to everyone in the audience made me exclaim 'MANN!! If only I can be her!' To have so many people come up to you and telling you that you have touched and changed their lives is just so uplifting and empowering. To die without regrets cos you HAVE made a difference to this world. And for allll that, I want to be Oprah Winfrey!
I've just started watching Ellen recently. Didn't used to know she's so hilarious, but now I know. Last week, Ellen had a her High School Reunion on her show! She actually invited the entire class of 1975 (or something) of her High School back in Atlanta, Texas to her present L.A studio! woo. Can you imagine if I were her? I would do the same, inviting my -gahhh- Sec Sch friends, Cedar Girls School: Class of 2001, back on my show! Come to think of it, WAH LAU thats not a very good idea. You see, Ellen had everyone's high school pictures in her studio. I CAN'T POSSIBLY DO THAT!! AHHHHH.... YAO SI LOR! That episode also taught me that LOOKS in a companion is SERIOUSLY NOT important. Its merely a BONUS if they happen to have them. The guys in Ellen's high school year, whoever they were, all looked the same 30 years later: OLD, FAT AND BALD. OH-ho-ho, you laugh...but you have NO idea how serious I am. And for Ellen's humor and all, I wouldn't mind being her!
I want to be a Jay Leno simply cos people give him additions to his collection: CARS. Enough said.
But then I realise, that in order to be a successful showbiz Somebody, you have to be one of those kids with the saddest childhood...cos thats when you end up having the BEST stories to tell! You either have to grow up in a REALLY small remote town and practically had to WALK 5000 miles to Hollywood (ala Ashton Kutcher), be sexually violated when you were a kid (ala Oprah), grow up from a poverty stricken migrant family (ala Arnold), or as the daughter of a superstar and growing up under a microscope (ala Lisa Marie), or OH OH!! ....of course, the one who grew up being deprived of all things cute n sweet and ending up a freak (ala Michael Jackson). Alas, I am in the most functional family (just like YOURS, YOURS AND YOURS!) anyone can imagine, so I guess I'm out. But HEYYYY I can still dream, can't I?
See, I have so many reasons why I want to be a talkshow host, and they're bloody good ones. Don't you think I would make a great talkshow host? Whats YOUR inner-dream job?