Oh, no. It’s not that Britney’s song. It’s just really how I feel right now. Okay, this is the story when I was shopping with my crew members to get their costumes. Guess what? We planned to film a 1.5 hour CNY movie this year. Oh, yeah. One of my resolutions.
Yeah, the filming is gonnabe whole year long. And the casts are required to wear traditional Chinese costumes *woots*. Usually, the characters that I took never require me to do all these silly things. This is a violation of contract…GRRR!
And so, we stopped by a stall to look for Valerie’s costumes where I was forced to get one for myself. Worst of all, they made me try it in public. I think you could see my eyes popping out of my skull if you were there. I don’t know. I just felt extremely awkward. I wanted to take it off ASAP.
Just then, I saw some Malay girls browsing through the clothes from the same stall. She too, put on the cheongsam to try and became hyped up and started jumping around excitedly. I was speechless. Just then, I saw my teacher posting a status about being excited about wearing cheongsam for CNY *sighs*. I think I am not Chinese. I feel the distance between us. Why can’t I love you like before?
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