Worldwide Insanity (Angie's Babble Board)
(Psst: this is last year's public babble. To view this year's, click HERE.)

December 22-31, 2003.
Author: Angie Hung


It's time for the obligatory end-of-the-year post. It's going to be a long one, so my readers are forewarned. There isn't going to be a picture accompanying this post, as I want to be selfish and type to my heart's content. It's going to be a public babble record!

As a celebration of the public babble board, I'm having a poll/contest as to the best babble post of the year. The way it works is this: I've selected a few choice posts from the delightful selections below on this page. The date of each post is included in brackets so that you may scroll down to the appropriate post and read it to refresh your memories. You may vote below (my personal favorite is "I Fucking Rule" with "I'm Fucking Lucky" a close second - hmm, I spot a pattern):

Choose your fave below then click on Vote.
I'm Fucking Lucky (June 22)
Caution - BOYS CROSSING (May 27)
Does anybody recognize any of these crazy people? (May 19)
I Fucking Rule (March 22)
Free polls from
Thank you to those who invited me into their lives this year. Not to come across as an egotistical maniac (which I'm not, no, seriously, believe me, um, at least try to believe this, hee hee) but I know way too many people. Seriously. And I don't believe in sending one e-Christmas card to a massive list of people, so I'm trying to phone or email all those in my life to send them a personal Merry Christmas wish. Going through my address book took me an hour at the airport just to come up with a finalized list of people. I'm sorry if I've forgotten anyone: You can come over here and give me a decent holiday whipping with cream.

A certain friend re-wrote the lyrics to Michael Jackson's BAD to make it personal to me and left a message on my answering machine on my birthday. How ironic that she used BAD because it was so GOOD, it was bad-ass. As in kick-ass. Thank you, I heart you.

As hard as it is, try not being afraid to open up to people and tell them how you feel about them, especially if what you're saying is positive. There is the fear of rejection and the fear that they won't know how to take what you say, but if they deserve to hear it (or even if they don't), then say it. I recently did this with someone, and although it probably made her unsure, I have no regrets. Countless people have told me I was brave to do that and respected me for it, and I thank them for their support, always.

Here's a letter I'm going to mail to God (I'm using the traditional postal service, I don't think He has email yet):

Dear God,

Please invent a global transporter system like the kind they have on Star Trek. This way, I can beam over to England, Germany, Australia, New York, Los Angeles, San Francisco, Brazil, Spain, Costa Rica, Toronto, Newfoundland, Vancouver, Medicine Hat, Illinois, Belgium, Holland, Romania, etc, plus plus plus and say a personal hello to every body I know. Plus such a device would be useful even here in Calgary: I need time, something I don't have much of.

Please let there be a way to take friendly photos at friendly friend-filled functions using a standard camera, but not having to take the standard 3 months before the picture is actually developed. Currently, my lag time is 5 months, meaning the pictures from all my awesome trips don't come out till 5 months after they are taken because it takes time to complete a roll of film and then get it developed and then get it scanned. I don't want to have to buy a digital camera! Sigh, but it seems I might have to... Thank you that all my friends have digital cameras, because we are all impatient to see the pictures like this one and this one. And post them. And use them in babble posts.

Please teach people the value of the words "Thank You". Some people really don't know the strength in these words. It's simple and free. It's also a great thing to say to somebody who has just confessed to you how beautiful you are.

Please extend all work day lunch hours to 3 hours but still keep the work day to 8 hours. That way, my coworkers and I don't have to hurry through our ethnic lunches.

Don't let there be age limits on toys, especially Lego.

Please let "Replayola" be a reality. In case you aren't aware of what this is (God), it's a device used in the Jetsons that lets you erase something you do as if it didn't happen. So it would be perfect as a way to test certain situations such as "What's gonna happen if I say this to somebody?" or "Will she hit me that hard if I phone her up and call her a bitch?" So you see, it would be a most valuable device to (mis)use, to test out certain scenarios, test out various verbal and physical options, and just plain have a ball!

Please let all my friends know that when they leave a message on my answering machine, it does not suffice to just say "Hey Angie, it's me". Female voices are so hard to discern and if they just say "it's me" I might have to hazard a guess as to who they really are and I might guess wrong! (wink wink nudge nudge) Come to think of it, not only are female voices hard to discern, females themselves are hard to discern. Bah!

Please don't let them rename Christmas to the "Holidays". Christmas should be and is about you.

Please kiss those who are in my private babble board.

Thank you for inventing cherries and soy bean juice.

Thank you for the music.

Yours sincerely,
Angie Hung

Hee hee.

My Resolutions for next year include:

  • Finally getting a darned acting agent.
  • Taking less than 3 months to return emails to friends.
  • Not being so quick to judge people at times.
  • Always appreciating my circle of friends.
  • Re-inventing myself in time for the first week of September.
  • Getting a commercial (promoting Vitasoy would be tops and fitting).
  • Actually meeting up with Chris Finch, instead of just exchanging voicemails over the mobile network.
A huge hug to all my readers! I see you, I really do thank you to my detailed web site log files. I adore you all, including the silent stalkers.

Please don't drink and drive, you might hit a bump and spill your drunk.

Seriously, let my humble self come out for the span of 30 seconds (the time it will take to read the below final paragraph) and say:

There are some people in my life right now that I love so much, and I don't even know how to express it properly. You are the people that have taken the time to let me know how you feel, your loves/fears/desires, you listened when I needed you, you supported me during the frustrating times (most involving a certain girl), you took the time to get to know me and gave me the opportunity to get to know you, and I am very certainly blessed to have you in my life. Indeed. I heart my family too.

Until next year,


December 11, 2003.
Author: Angie Hung


It's December 11th! A fantabulous day in earth's history...

What the frick do you do when you open up to someone but barely get anything back? Do you ever regret opening up emotionally to people? It hurts when you do and they don't give much of a response. But I'm glad I opened up to her (her being the phenomenon that scores of people know about, including in Calgary, London, New York, and Los Angeles). As Madonna so aptly put: "Absolutely no regrets." Or maybe girls suck. Just suck. On what? It hurts, even when you know it shouldn't. Even when you know they're not bad people, but sometimes you take the risk and suffer the consequences and wonder. And yes, you (you know who you are if you ever read this) made me cry today. If it weren't for my friends the past few weeks, I'd have checked myself into rehab anxiety-city. Thanks to all my friends for your support.

Speaking of friends, I had a wicked past 5 days down in good ole' L dot A (Los Angeles). See below for all the perfectly G-rated and innocent perverted fun!! If a word or phrase is underlined, it's a link to a just as G-rated and innocent perverted picture. I'm a fan of Cranium now. WARNING: don't view if you're under 21 18. Huge Grin.

  • Finding out that all airline travellers carry the same type of luggage in the same color with the same-color ribbon on the handle.
  • Expecting a radical Asian chick at the airport and getting a radical Caucasian named Mike instead. (Ta for picking me up as well as my luggage!)
  • Fisting Mike.
  • Me, Mike, and Char, with Char's pussy.
  • Sleeping with Char's pussy.
  • Making Dee HELLA-JEALOUS!!!
  • Team California BEFORE
  • My ass being absolutely kicked in Mario Kart Double Dash.
  • Nikki and Mike kicking ass and showing some ass at Cranium.
  • Martin and I contemplating a funny way of cheating at Cranium (hee hee).
  • Nikki saying "penis" every 5 seconds.
  • Emily turning Joz's "picket fence" into the "Great Wall Of China".
  • Yet Emily guessing "dollop".
  • Me imitating a cock and a tail for Martin.
  • Martin's fancy schmanzy cell phone.
  • Spelling words backwards.
  • Finding out that "ilicit" does not mean what I thought it did!
  • Not getting that Joz was whistling Madonna's Like A Virgin. Blasphemy!
  • My mermaid interpretation causing Char's neighbor below to come up and "have a talk with us".
  • Team rounds at Taboo turning into individual-go-for-it-all rounds.
  • Team California AFTER
  • Nikki falling asleep RIGHT AWAY and audibly showing it! :D
  • Mike and Nikki walking into the wrong house the next morning!!
  • Being referred to as Nikki's mom's friend!!!
  • Crashing at Nikki's place for 2 hours (but alas, not on her bed).
  • Cutting lines at Disneyland, thus causing the most rides/events/shows ever done at Disneyland in one day.
  • Watching lesbian movies at Char's place. Of course.
  • Having an old Italian man stranger confess his love to me at Laguna Beach. Erm, thank you.
  • Riding in Tina's Tomb Raider Limited Edition Jeep! And I thought me getting the lunchbox was going overboard...
  • Thank heavens for my cell phone. Wouldn't have survived without it.
To see the rest of the pics, go HERE. Thanks Char, Mike, Nikki, Martin, Joz, Emily, and Lexi for a great evening! A great time, EH? Thank you to Mike for picking me up at the airport. Thank you to Nikki for taking me to downtown LA. Thank you to Char for sharing your house (and your sheets) with me.


November 25, 2003.
Author: Angie Hung


Sometimes you just want to swear. $%*&#$%!!! Then you're reminded from various friends that they are there for you. So I just wanted to thank all my friends who have supported and prayed for me in the last little while. Thank you to Terin (and her mom **MWAHA**) for being at my beck and call. And being on the end of the line at the most unexpected times. (wink wink) Thank you to those at my private babble board, who are always rooting for me and for things to work out. Thank you to Chris T for being so welcoming. Thank you to Dawn and Lisa for just being there, even just for a hug or a smile. Thanks to Taryn for telling me she did a search on her own name (so cute). Thank you to Katherine (hee hee), Krista, and Marla for accompanying me to you-know-what. Thank you to Debbie S for saying a special prayer for me, it seems like you and I go through the same emotional intenses at the same time, with the same gender, LOL. Thanks Punam for being so kind during my various questions and rants. Thanks to all on MSN who have chatted with me about you-know-who and you-know-what. Thank you to Mei Mei for your strength and presence. Thank you to Lin and Marg (from Bethany) for offering advice and prayer. Thank you to Susan for telling me why you are so shy (oh, the irony). Thank you to everyone who I've been able to have a real chat with in the past few days. Thank you to Mike (spicymike) for sharing your girl probs with me. Thank you to my Aussie chicks down under. Thank you to Inge for your text messages. Thank you to God for giving me these people at this time.

Now why do I feel like Dido? Now I feel like swearing again, so here goes: I %#$&$#@^ love you all!!!!!

Special treat for all of you, three hella-cool MP3's to download:


October 26, 2003.
Author: Angie Hung


Enjoy the above picture. Many people have seen the BEFORE shot. Fippy. For those that don't know (and if you don't, you must be living on another planet), the above picture is from Dance Montage 2002. It rocked. Purely rocked. It used only Madonna music. That's the way all dance pieces should be.

I'm guessing I should now say some poignant advice about how we should live our lives. You know, spit out some meaningful truths about life and love that will make you want to run out and pursue all your goals and dreams, and hug and kiss every stranger that hobbles along. But that's not going to happen today. I'd rather talk about what irks me (besides bad drivers, bad breath, bad hair, and bad movies). Let's see: Groupies. Traffic congestion in Calgary. Commercials that use "time-lapse" jump shots. American Chinese food. Covers (as in covers of already-brilliant-so-no-need-to-change-the-original songs). Snobs. Disproportionate women (ha ha). Catching a favorite song on the radio at the end of its run. Bean sprouts. Accidentally going to a Geri Halliwell forum (just kidding).

I'm thinking that I'm in need of a personal agent/assistant. Seriously, I'm so busy these days, I wouldn't sleep if I didn't love and need sleep so much. Please email me all applications to become my personal assistant and bottle washer. Some things to consider before applying:

  • I can't actually pay you. The satisfaction of a job well done should be reward enough.
  • You have to be incredibly good-looking (this means that if you're a girl, you have to be a (natural) brunette).
  • Anybody by the name of "Chai Ying Yau" need not apply.
  • If your name is Madonna Louise Veronica Ciccone or Angelina Jolie, you've got the job.
  • You must have a limitless knowledge of great-tasting cocktails like THIS ONE.
  • You must have a Canadian, US, Australian, and English passport. If you don't, you must know how to make fake ones.
  • If you have access to a personal jet, that would be even better.
  • Did I mention you have to be good-looking?
I finally got a cell phone yesterday. Yes, I'm 26, and never had my own cell phone until yesterday. Either I'm incredibly resourceful and therefore never needed one or just way behind the times. It's probably the latter. HERE is a picture of my new phone, or at least one that is most like it. Handsome little thing, eh?

Hello to all the hot peoples at my private babble board. We're all babble whores. Seriously, you all are frickin' adorable, and I love you all.

Please note I'm kidding about applications, please don't actually reply because I won't actually answer. Unless you are Madonna Louise Veronica Ciccone or Angelina Jolie. Actually I'm kidding in everything I say above. Except for Dance Montage. Except for getting a cell phone. Except that I really do need a personal assistant. And except that I really do love those at my private babble board. Tee hee.


October 9, 2003.
Author: JayneC (GUEST POSTER)
Location: Illinois, USA


There I was driving to school early this morning, carrying out the same monogamous actions. A typical Monday . . . or was it? I was on the verge of boredom when suddenly a highly infectious beat started over my radio. It was Mc Hammer's hit "Can't Touch This"! Don't roll your eyes! It's a great song, you know you all like it, but are too afraid to admit it. How could you resist a song with lyrics like, "Every time you see me, The Hammer's just so hyped, I'm dope on the floor, And I'm magic on the mike"!!!

Immediately, I was overwhelmed by the hypnotic beat and started dancing in my car. There I was shaking, bouncing, laughing, and letting it all loose. I held nothing back. Though many would say I probably should have, because when I looked into my rearview mirror and around me all of the other people driving next to me were laughing their asses off!!!! I was being watched! Honestly, shouldn't they be watching the road? What kind of drivers are they? ; ) (flashback to me waving my hands in the air and bouncing in my seat) Uh . . . anyways, . . .

It was a good thing I had my sunglasses on, because sunglasses always make me feel like I'm disguised and people can't truly tell who I am. I often find that people (including myself) who aren't wearing sunglasses are more reserved when people are around. It's like I get too embarrassed to really be myself and act goofy. When I am wearing my sunglasses I don't have a care in the world concerning whether people know me or not. So when I saw that I was the center of attention I looked right back at my audience and then continued on with my superb dancing (if you call it that). : )

When Hammer said, "So wave your hands in the air, Bust a few moves, run your fingers through your hair" I took him literally and did. What? Bump for a minute, no prob. I know how to get down with my bad self. Occasionally, I would catch a glance from the other drivers on the road and see their tomato red faces laughing at me. I don't understand how my dancing was THAT funny. It's obvious that they were so jealous because I got the moves and am multitalented. I cannot only dance and drive at the same time, but I can sing too! And let me tell you, you haven't heard anything til you hear me sing. (Or maybe that is you won't hear anything after you hear me sing?) ; )

The only problem with dancing in the car is the confined space and seatbelts. There isn't much room for me to get jiggy wit' it! I'm one of those confident people who take up so much space while dancing. Hey, if you're gonna do it, do it right. Unfortunately, I couldn't go ALL out and get lost in the rhythm, because I was being tightly restrained by my seatbelt. But did that discourage me? Heck no! It only forced me to dig deeper in my repertoire (as Major Payne would say) to accommodate for the moves I couldn't bust.

Oh man, that song just brings back so many memories . . . his baggy pants, the clothes of that time in general, actually! Remember what we all used to wear then?! How could my mom let me go out like that? Oh, wait she was dressed the same way! LOL! I'm so glad those days are gone. But they are never truly gone, are they? Unfortunately, I will never forget the types of things I used to wear, because my mom had to take pictures! Ugh! I need to burn those. ; )

Anyways, I guess the purpose of this post is really to say enjoy life and have fun whenever you can, even if your highlight in life is dancing in your car!

Angie's note: I just HAD to add that doctored MC Hammer pic. I heart you Jayne!


September 15, 2003.
Author: Angie Hung


Warning, this is going to be mushy.

The definition of Epiphany from Merriam-Webster Online:
(1) : a usually sudden manifestation or perception of the essential nature or meaning of something (2) : an intuitive grasp of reality through something (as an event) usually simple and striking (3) : an illuminating discovery b : a revealing scene or moment

There's a line from The Sound of Music that goes: "When God closes a door, somehow he manages to open a window." Is this just silly fodder to try to find meaning in our lives OR is this something profound and true?

Recently, I found myself asking this question. Now, I'm a person of great faith (as opposed to a great person with faith) but sometimes I find myself questioning just what is in God's will for my life. Or, if you don't believe in God, what do you think your "destiny" is? If you pray for something really hard, or ask others to send positive vibes your way, does it work? What happens if you don't get what you want so desperately in your heart? Even if you believed it would come true.

I've had to think about this a lot lately. Anguish, frustration, and (yes) tears came into my life recently. I wanted to know why something I prayed so hard for and asked others to pray for me about, didn't come to fruition. And now I find myself wanting to cry, but for a different reason: Not anguish, but because of love, appreciation, and passion. Because I cried and bared my soul to my friends and supporters, I learned an important lesson. And that lesson is that no matter what hardships come my way, I've got a hunger and a PASSION for life that hopefully knows no bounds. And it's my friends that made me realize this. So thank you to all of you who told me the truth, the way you see it, from your hearts and your minds. You weren't there just to try to cheer me up, but you believed in what you said. It's your words, thoughts, and beliefs that helped me to get through the tough times. Of course, the hurt is still there and it will never fully go away, but with you, it will gradually lessen and then I will have learned a lesson: that without you, I won't know what it means to have passion and inspire others. And despite your prayers not giving me what I want, it gave me what I needed. So please don't think your thoughts and prayers were unheeded, they probably gave me much more than I ever thought possible.

So even though I didn't get what I want, my faith got stronger. Amen.

There ARE evil people in this world. Don't let them overwhelm you. Try to still do good and be good. I watched a movie called Nicholas Nickleby today. My advice is to watch it. Whenever in doubt that standing up for your beliefs and for others when they need it, is a waste, it's great to be reminded that there ARE many times when it's worth it. When it works. When the good guy finishes on top and the bad guy is stuck with his pain and agonizing humility.

This may all be very mushy, and some people may roll their eyes, but what's the harm in believing that all of this is true? There's no harm in having faith, in yourself, your friends, and God. Know that the world is full of corruption and evil and bullshit, but also be aware that there are people who can still manage to rise above all of it and come out on top. AMEN.

And as for the girl (E) I want to get to know: maybe our paths will cross one day, in a good and unforced and unexpected way. Even if they do not, I am okay with this. Because you have our own life and I have mine. You have our own circle and so do I. I only hope you value your circle as much as sometimes I forget to value mine.

Thank you to all who sent me words of love, encouragement, and support. It means more to me than you will ever know or I will ever be able to explain. Please forgive me, God, for swearing, but to my friends: YOU ALL FUCKING RULE.



August 23, 2003.
Author: Angie Hung

WOULD YOU GO TO BAT FOR THIS TEAM BELOW? (Real Madrid footie players)

Hello to all you lurkers and stalkers (I know you come here).

I apologize for the lack of updates, but seeing as I'm the busiest person on this side of Canada, you should be able to forgive me. And I'm so gonna make it up with this here post! :)

Last week was a good great wicked trip to Las Vegas. Drove down to Sin City and it takes two days. Or at least it should/could. But driving down I-15 in Utah, our car pitters and sputters and spits until it... stops. Ah yes, the surprises of road-tripping. Thankfully, a very nice girl named Amanda stopped to help us AND phoned "AAA" for us, even pretended to be from Calgary, Alberta, Canada. Then invited us to sit in her air-conditioned car while we waited for the tow truck. Then shared her work, her passions, and her loves. Our lives are forever touched by this young woman who suddenly entered our lives. I love how the world works sometimes. Though I wonder why I felt the need to point out every gruesome piece of roadkill to my mother.

The drama continues. After leaving the car at a pit stop garage, we were on our way the next day in a rental. Some of the experiences we encountered on the trip:

  • crashing an Asian expo at Mandalay Bay
  • finding decent Chinese food in Salt Lake City (Americanized Chinese food just isn't the same so imagine our shock when we found *Chinese* broccoli)
  • both my parents losing their sunglasses in the river backlot of the MGM Grand while tubing
  • going to Studio 54 alone and ending up meeting some fippy people
  • getting moved up to the front of the Siegfried and Roy show and getting to sit at the same table as their friends
  • thus getting to high-five Siegfried
  • driving around Vegas in a Chrysler Intrepid, just not our own!
  • getting carded at the craps table!! funny blaspheme...
  • the Munsters slot machine at the Venetian, nicknamed "my machine"
  • the HEAT
  • accomplishing more in a 2-hour shopping spree at the brand new Premium Outlets than a week of scoping out the malls in Calgary
  • coming back to Calgary and seeing the sun looking like a perfectly-round egg yolk (an effect from the haze because of the forest fires)
----- Sudden Topic Change -----

In the ever-commercial world of American television (love it/hate it), stop and smell the festivities that are:

1). Paradise Hotel. If I didn't watch this show, I'd hate it. It's my current guilty pleasure. Beau, Zack, Alex... Pure fun. Pure decadence and debauchery. Dave, I guess, is a riot. Tom must be gay! It's a 2-hour can't-believe-I-watch-it-and-find-a-way-to-fit-it-into-my-already-too-busy-schedule kinda sorta thing.

2). MTV Punk'd. This is coming to Canada September 29 (so mark your calendars, all you crazy but loveable Canucks). Yee-hah! Ashton Kutcher, he grows on ya. Bling! Short shelf life, I reckon, but a very good one nevertheless. I suggest downloading the Eliza Dushku episode. You can find it on Kazaa and it's a riot. Plus, Eliza, is, like, hot. Wham bam, thank you ma'am. Seriously, this show will have you laughing so hard your intestines will turn inside-out (view link at own risk).

----- Sudden Topic Change Number 2-----

Weird/funny things I remember from high school: Being able to lift way more weights than Rob. Asking the Liberal candidate about creating *good* jobs, not just jobs. Acing in dodgeball. Doing the historian speech at grad. Meeting Mei Mei through Alice. The hella-stuck-up Student's Council. Adile spilling toy pegs all over the math room floor creating a peg opera. Mr. Martin's very private binder. The coolness that was/is Mister Masterson. Spares. Bring Your Own Beer. Kodachrome.

----- Sudden Topic Change Number 3 (ie, Conclusions)-----

I still want to feel real love - go Robbie Williams. Til next time, my weary but now fulfilled, friends, lovers, and stalkers!


July 30, 2003.
Author: Angie Hung

Dance Montage Prayer Page

The Dance Montage Prayer Page is up. The URL is private because the material in it is sensitive and personal. But if you want to read it and are a person of faith and goodness, email me at and I'll let you know what the URL is. Also, any Dendener is free to view the page, just email me or PM me over at Denden. I heart you all.

PS. If you want a small idea of what this is about, see the July 6 entry below.


July 25, 2003.
Author: Angie Hung


Big Brother is watching. YOU. Based on my web site log files, here's how some people have found my web pages and I'm like WTF?, through searches on:

  • "Zachary Ty Bryan sex stories" (what???)
  • "I'm a Christian and I'm naked" (seriously, this was a search phrase used!)
  • "mel c nipples" (expected)
  • "calgary soccer babes" (I guess)
  • "angie hung" (yes, I get about 4 searches on my name a DAY)
  • "kiwi sarah and/or MEL C New Zealand" (LMAO)
  • "all the spice girls pictures you can ever find on the web"
  • "Chris Finch dancer"
  • "Dance Montage" (*ahem*)
  • "Madonna harper's bazaar"
Again, I'm reminded of the spirit Denden has. Some people I'd trust with my life hang out here. Some of the wickedist (and I use this word fondly), sexiest, fippiest, nicest, genuine-ist people you can find. There are some fucking cruel low-downers as well, but eh, that's life. Looooooooosers. But to those that rule, I say to you, from Madonna's song I'll Remember: "and I'll remember, the way that you loved me, now that I'm standing on my own." btw, Dennis is THE bass in YOUR face. Thumbs up to ya man.

My latest crush is Emile Hirsh. Hella-fine actor and just hella-fine. Of course, I'm breaking netiquette rules by directly linking to his IMDB picture above. :D

The dance montage prayer page will be done soon. I expect about 80 people to visit it and know what it's about. It's going to rule. RULE.

Tomb Raider 2 comes out soon. Angelina Jolie is everywhere. That's so seriously a good thing.

To check a hella-awesome girl's site, click here to go to the web site of Midus. She's a kickin' rocking sessional guitar player. I met her when she was in Toronto playing bass guitar for Melanie C. She's now working with Kym Marsh and on her own music.

Why do I get a feeling that some folks from work check out this site? :-) Boo-yaa to you too.


July 15, 2003.
Author: Angie Hung

I F-in HEART Angelina Jolie

Seriously, why can't all actors celebrities women people be like Angelina Jolie? She is amazing, as in hella-amazing. I've never been one to care what celebrities say (aside from Madonna), until she came along. I heart this woman. She's so open and free and honest, about herself and her feelings. Without making judgements on others. I love this woman for not being afraid to speak the truth, whether it's about love, pain, sex, sexuality, refugees, darkness, happiness, knives, her son, and more. She reminds me that I'm not alone in this world.

For those of you who dont know, I've met Angelina twice, and both times have been amazing. She remembered me the second time, was very happy, and gave me a hug. Though she is still a very different person now, even more full of love and purpose. I hope our paths cross again someday.

Switching gears: I had a fantastic past 3 days in Vancouver (home of the 2010 Olympic Winter Games). Spent most time with many family members, I heart family (it was my grandparent's 60th wedding anniversary). I love how Chinese/Asians focus on family so much, and because of some recent marriages of some cousins, our family has grown. Very lucky am I and are we. Though Vancouver has changed, specifically Richmond. It really is Hong Kong land. Richmond is essentially 80% Chinese. I even felt a bit weird at the mall, you see Chinese people and if you see a Caucasian person, he/she is with a Chinese boy/girl friend. I'm Chinese, but I missed Calgary. I missed being the minority. How's that for a perception?!

Thanks Debbie for the cake, it was awesome.


July 6, 2003.
Author: Angie Hung


Had a fun day Stampeding today. Perfect weather. The Superdawgs were super, but moreso was the crowd - everybody was into it! The BEST ladee's bathroom to go to (ie, the only one without a lineup and also the cleanest one) is in the "Western Showcase" (Roundup Centre, Hall A). Dream home, hmm hmm uh-uh, the dream home.

I've got a predicament. And I need all my readers' advice. If you want to get closer to a person (let's call this person "Evan" for randomness sake) but Evan is close to a person called "Lester" but Lester is a bit of a snob/exclusivateer and perhaps a bit out of my league (again, for random's sake, let's call this league "soccer"). And going along with the rules of soccer, I can't exactly get close to Lester (and I don't want to), but how in the heck can I get close to Evan? And how can one ensure that Evan doesn't get the bitchy attitude that Lester has? I think Evan is a very special person. But there's that attachment to Lester that makes things a bit awry. If anybody has any advice on this, PLEASE let me know. Or if you want more details, email me. :HEE: :HAW: All of my friends *know* that soccer is NOT the sport I'm talking about here. :D :HINT:

For those that know me really well (ie, you know what gets my goat, makes me laugh, and makes me cry), I need your prayers. I need for you all to pray that for the dance show this year, there is a piece that uses well those dancers who have heart and soul. They might not be the snobbish, actually yes: snobbish "fly girl" dancers, but they are people who treat others with dignity, humility, and respect, dance with heart and soul, and just plain fucking love to dance. They aren't the "best" dancers but they are the dancers with heart. I HEART heart. Heart so much it's beating and you can hear the beats when you close your eyes. Please, your prayers are needed, especially if you have faith. Again, email me if you want to know more about this.

In other news, I saved a soy bean today. I love soy. I heart soy. Vitasoy. Soy boy.


July 2, 2003.
Author: Marieke (GUEST POSTER)

Soooo yeh, I went to Bussum yesterday to see Melanie at the TMF studios...We were waiting there with 7 fans 'til Melanie arrived...We didnt even notice it was her van, cause we didn't expect her to arrive early. She suddenly got out and we started to get the cameras and the stuff we wanted to get signed...She walked up to us, cause we decided to give her space to not shock her like last time...*feels so embarrassed thinking back to the 25 fans invasion*
I got some things signed and she used my marker all the time *will guard it with her life now* :-P Then I gave her my present (a funny guide for tourists about how to behave in Holland), explained what it was and she thanked me...Then I asked her if I could take a picture and she went: yeh suuure....So my brother took the picture, I thanked Melanie and when I turned around I suddenly stood face to face with Ying...I was so surprised that I said 'Ying!!' a little loud and she went: yehhh??....So I asked for a picture....She said: 'I look kinda messy today' but still took the pic :-D

Then I got a phonecall from MarC who asked to hand Melanie my phone...I did and Melanie went: Sorry MarC, I can't talk right now, cause I have to do an interview...See ya later!!.....she gave my phone back and went inside the studio....1.5Hrs later she came out again and meanwhile Queenie and her 'gang' had arrived...We got some more autographs and pictures and we asked Melanie to pose for the group picture. She said that was no problem....My brother took the pictures and so did a famous professional photographer of a magazine...He stood there as well. (Maybe the picture will be in the magazine someday! :o ) Dani gave Melanie her 'Jack Duck' (a rubber duck with the Union Jack on it) and told her it's for her jacuzzi when she's out of Britain....Melanie cracked uuuup!! Melanie walked to her car and we followed her...she got in and we waved her goodbye....WHOAAA! It was AWESOME!! Everyone was so relaxed and I feel like I still don't realise what happend that day...he hehe!! Melanie ROCKS!!!

Angie's note: thought I'd add a pic, tee hee:


June 22, 2003.
Author: Angie Hung

I'm fucking lucky.

Sometimes I forget how fucking lucky I am. To know the people that I know. Thanks to Cheralyn and Mike Dezoete for helping me through the Dance Montage drama/crap. Thanks to Kiwi Sarah for being so sweet and sending me the negative of me and Melanie C. Thanks to Ina for offering me a place to stay in Germany. Thanks to Carlos (Mister 14 Inches) for writing me those love poems to send to you-know-who. Thanks to Kiedis for PMing me about Montage. Thank you that I don't have PMS. Thank you to Debbie for always being there if I need someone to talk about prayer with. Same goes for Jayne. My faith is increased because of you. Thanks to Midus for emailing me. Thanks to my parents for being so vibrant and loving. Thanks to my sister for being so melodramatic!! Thanks to Lauren for talking about me to Grog. Best wishes to Grog as she leaves Melanie C to play with what the hell Kelly Osbourne. Honestly, I you all. Thank you to God for placing these persons in my life.

Fuck, I'm a hella-lucky person. And best of luck to the guys in the NHL Entry Draft. Enjoy the summer.


June 16, 2003.
Author: Angie Hung

Could this be? A back-to-back post?!

Yes, an update so soon after yesterday's update. One for the record books.

For those of you that care, my piece wasn't picked for Dance Montage 2003. Now about 100 people (and counting) know why I would care about this so much (think the enigma). I feel like I've been hit by a truck.


June 15, 2003.
Author: Angie Hung

This picture of a beautiful sunset has nothing to do with the contents of today's post...

Wow. Amazing. Hella-amazing. Today I saw Cirque du Soleil's show Alegria. It's currently in town. Left me speechless and in wonder. The talents, flexibility, and courage of the performers... there's no word worthy enough to describe them. As I sat watching the show from 3rd row, I couldn't help but wonder what made these humans work at their craft so well. What led them to become to accomplish such abilities with their bodies? What makes the rest of us pale in comparison? The act that moved me the most was the contortionist. It left me in awe and sentimental at the same time. The way she was able to twist herself into seemingly-inhuman positions. Shock. Wonder. Amazement. And yes, I admit it was also a bit freaky. Not in a bad way. But what did she have to do with her body to make it capable of performing such pretzel-like positions? Thank you. These people have a purpose in their lives, and that purpose is to make the rest of us appreciate the human body and what it can do. I *heart* purpose. Knowing we will never be able to do what they can do. Thank you, again.

Yesterday, I was like a kid. Like a giddy-schoolgirl on a field trip outing. And one could call it that. We went to the zoo, as part of a social activity planned by my company. I was excited, like uber-excited, like hella-excited, to see all the animals. Especially the tigers. TIGERS. Tigers are beautiful. To me, they are the most beautiful creatures. Others may like lions. Or cougars. Or even mountain sheep. But I, Angie, love the tiger. Such a pleasure to see all the different animals from all over the world. And it makes you think: about life. About who is able to create such diverse and beautiful beings. All having their own forms of survival. It really makes you think. Or maybe I just think too much. But I'm glad I do.

Drama. Me *hearts* drama. But sometimes it's too much. It's too much at Denden. People playing games. Wanting to present a certain image of themselves. People not being truthful. People jumping to conclusions about others. Ah, bless them. Bless them, please, with more compassion, patience, understanding, humbleness, and honesty. Like real honesty. Truthfulness. Rawness. Vigour. Yikes!

No apologies if this doesn't make sense. Let's move on...


June 5, 2003.
Author: Ella (GUEST POSTER)
Location: Melbourne Australia

heya Ang and everyone! how you all doin??? im doing ok myself, ive been very busy at the moment, just sorting everything out basically, just so ya know i'm in year 9 and i go to Wesley College, Melbourne, Australia.
being the slack person i am i haven't actully done any work at school ever, but awhile ago i decided that I gotta stop makin excuses for myself and so lately i've been putting in and trying hard, it's not easy but then it shouldn’t be. I've been getting results and i'm happy with that coz I know that i'm tryin my best instead of making excuses when I don’t do any good.
i've been playin alot of soccer (football) lately and i LOVE it so much, everyone reckons i have potential and that i could be good, but i'm shit scared of it, coz well the quick version of my life goes, i used to be a swimmer and that's all i ever wanted to do, and i coulda been good but then i started hating it which led to the whole depression thing and then eventually i quit and my life lost direction, well now with soccer (football) i have direction but i'm scared that i'll fail and everything will come crashing down on me. but on the other hand if i dont reach my potential i will be disappointed my whole life.......... and soccer it's like my thing, and it keeps me on the ground, like it's my rock, when school is shite and i'm having a shite time at home soccer makes my everything dealable, it kinda clears my head up.
ahh that's enough feeling sorry for myself tonight!
at the moment i like a strait girl, well she's never said that she's strait but i think she is, and wow, she’s just amazing, she plays on my soccer team and everything about her is beautiful, the way she plays soccer and the way she walks and talks and how she smiles and her eyes! they're black, like really really dark brown, it's just amazing! and i liking her is good because I know there's hardly any chance and that’s ok with me, I can deal with it and i'm happy just being her friend cause she's such an amazing person that spending time with her lightens up my day.
my life is looking up and i'm happy with that, ya know, its like you gotta live it to love it and before i wasn't really living it, i wasn't doing any work and i was just making excuses, then a really intelligent person told me that i need to make some big steps forward, and big steps need big changes. so that's what i'm doing, i am becoming more responsible for my actions and i've stopped wasting the time i have here, and it's hard and sometimes i wish i could just give up on everything, but i reckon that's a copout, i reckon that i can achieve anything i want in life and i can't be afraid to try and then if i dont succeed it isn't the end, as long as i learn from my mistakes i am becoming a better person and i reckon that will be good enough for me to be happy.


June 1, 2003.
Author: Angie Hung

Denden is back online!!

The world stopped spinning today. Denden (it runs the world) is back online. Click here to go to the forums.

Fippy! We're all nutters...


May 27, 2003.
Author: Angie Hung


Drumroll... phroar!! All my London pics are up, you can view them by clicking here. I'm realizing the power of a camera. I'm so proud of the pictures I took, especially of various Dendeners in naughty action. I miss the foursome of Lauren, Ina, Kiwi Sarah, and me. We had great times.

Feeling good lately, really good. Getting fulfilled by meeting and talking to some terrific and top people. People who are real, genuinely nice. Again, it's that connection you feel and it's amazing. I really have to thank God for the people he's allowed into my life. I remember praying that Shepherd's Bush would be a magical experience and it was. I'm the last person to preach but prayer works if you believe in it, it really does. Pray for others, they don't even have to know. I haven't always felt this way about my life, it's incredulous to think how much I've changed since high school and even University.

On another note, I'm a bit peeved by Canadian Idol. Heck, I've only seen the commercials for it and it already comes across as so false. People playing up to the camera, hoping it makes them look popular and charming, when it just makes them look like try-hards. Even the hugs on the show look unreal. The last thing I want to see are high-pitched squealing girls yelling "I made it! I made it!". I will vote for people who aren't so in-your-face. People who prove their talent and then stay quiet about it. Not those who feel the need to play the "I'm so outgoing, look at me, I'm going to be the next idol" game.

Does anybody want to sponsor Denden? We're looking for a sponsor to help pay for the high web hosting costs.

Nirvana. Yo Rickaaay!

PS. I'm looking for a Dendener or forumer to be a guest poster here for the next entry. Email me if you wanna post about what gets up your arse.


May 19, 2003.
Author: Angie Hung

Does anybody recognize any of these crazy people?

So here I am again, back in good old Canada, specifically, Calgary Alberta, the town of huge shopping centres, fresh mountain air, and increasing traffic woes. What an AMAZING trip I had. Unfortunately, I've got a *bad* (think coughing up blood bad) throat infection which I caught on my last day, but it's still worth it. I've come back with more than a fistful of memories that hopefully will last me a lifetime.

Here's just a small sample of the things to remember from my crazy trip:

  • the "wobbly willy"
  • hella-expensive orange juice at Hyde Park
  • sneaking into the Dorchester Hotel, having my bags examined by a nice man, and being treated as if I was staying there... and oh yeah: taking a picture of their ladee's room
  • May 8th and 9th at Shepherd's Bush TOTALLY ROCKED. I felt like a star. So many top-rate people I met those days. Hugs and love all around.
  • Dancing for the floor audience, people asking others "who is she?"
  • sitting beside Ying, she's got very clean hair
  • having a secret well, not so secret now crush on Spanish fan Javier
  • visiting Melanie's management team and Dee touching Ying's chair and obtaining a hair
  • Dee saying to me: "you've got your own room, mate!" and me replying "oh good, who?"
  • meeting so many hella-cute Eton lads, pinstripe pants baby!
  • Turkish tea times times 40!
  • opening up Nikki's care package with Dee
  • marvelling at Twister's quietness that is, until you have a technical problem
  • missing out on a g.a.y. adventure, again
  • asking Dee to repeat herself, times 50
  • damn bloody phoneboxes!
  • laughing at Ina's minging and twat story
  • phoning Australia from the front barriers
  • having my luggage left behind in Toronto on the way back
  • connecting with Lauren
  • fancying Kiwi Sarah
  • meeting Tamir and having dinner with him!
  • just "bumping" into Queenie at THE place to bump into Mel C fans (!!)
  • shooting the shit with Mel C's mum
  • taking showers without a shower curtain at Twister's place - trust me, not an easy thing to do
  • feeding Dee's pussies...
  • talking to Tim Rice on the phone (we didn't get to meet up though)
  • using the 4-street-corner-communication method to find Melanie
  • popping by HMV Hampstead to greet Sarah for the first time
  • magically bumping into Sarah on May 8th and picking her up to take her farther away from where she was heading
  • learning that taking something "to go" does NOT mean the same thing in London! ;)
  • ordering pretty good Indian takeaway
  • paying a hand and a foot to park on the street
  • bumping into the Italian fans at the Marble Arch McDonald's. Think: London is HUGE and yet so tiny sometimes.
  • not being able to order bubble tea in Leicester Square's Chinatown
  • drinking and peeing, times 100!! This girl can drink! Boo-yaa!
Next time I go to London, I'm going to bring 'my girl'. Even if I have to handcuff her to me, she's coming with me, she just doesn't know it yet. Wake up, E! Smell the flowers, girl! Better yet, send me some. Better yet, email me, damn it!

Here's a nice thought: my parents were supposed to drive to Vancouver today to help my grandparents settle in their new condo, but they postponed their trip to make sure I was okay, and to take me again to the Westhills medicentre walk-in, where the wait was only an hour and 15 minutes!! So many people wheezing and coughing in one small area can't be good! Then I had relatives phoning my mom to make sure I was okay. Y'know, I love the Chinese focus on family. We should spend more time with our families.

Sorry Dee for complaining about your very good but I won't admit that bad driving. Seriously, it's actually very good, I wouldn't last a mile driving your minicab in London, babes.

Denden is still down. Shame.

Over and out but that's neither here nor there.


May 5, 2003.
Author: Angie Hung

If ya don't hear from me in a while (say a week), it's because I'm enjoying myself and kicking back in good ole' London England. Yes, folks, hometown of the Spice Girls, union jack flags, crazed football fans, THE Dee, Jamie Vickery, Chai Ying Yau, g.a.y., insanely-high exchange rates, and now Madonna.

For all my Londoner friends and those going, see you there, and let's make a mess. If you're not, we'll miss you and give you a call! Have a great week everybody.

PS. If you need to get a hold of me urgently, PM Dee over at Denden or at Mel C's forum.

PPS. On May 8th, I'll be wearing an orange shirt that says "Do YOU Denden?" on the front and on May 9th I'll be wearing a red shirt with black sleeves that says "Got Mel C?". If you see me, don't be shy, say hello!

PPPS. I'm playing Robbie William's song "Feel" over and over again, because it relates to me so well at the moment, especially the part:

I just wanna feel Real love
fill the home that I live in
Cos I got too much life
Running thru my veins
Going to waste

And that's how I feel: so much love inside of me aching to get out, and sometimes it hurts. I just want to reach more people, and right now, one person in particular. Many of you know who my heart is aching for. If you know who this person is (and pretty much everybody knows except for this person herself), please pray that some of my love will get to her. And it doesn't have to get back to me, I just want to reach this person and let her know how much she has moved me and affected me. And not in a freaky way, but in a darned good way.


April 29, 2003.
Author: Angie Hung

The world has turned upside-down. Denden is down. But fear not, folks. It should be back up early next week as Dennis works on getting some new servers in place.


April 28, 2003.
Author: Angie Hung

Don't tell me the obvious: I haven't posted here in a while. With a snowstorm in frickin' spring, what better thing to do when you're stuck inside because the roads are bad-ass?

I'm so into the Canucks again. Watching hockey is just pure fun. Got a bit of a soft spot for Brandon Reid, he's a speedy feisty little guy (by "little" I mean it as a compliment, yo). Might I make a super-early prediction and predict that Reid will score the goal that will let the Canucks win the Stanley Cup? Mighty hype, hope it will happen.

Something disturbing: I was watching channel 7 (Global for Calgarians) and they had a show called 'The World's Most Talented Kid'. They should call it 'How Best To Beat Your Kid Into An Emotional Pulp At An Early Age'. Basically, overbearing parents submitted their young kids (some as young as 4) who had various talents (singing, playing instruments, etc) and the kid would get voted for 1) Talent and 2) Showmanship. Hosted by Mario Lopez from Saved by the Bell and Lance Bass from as if you didn't know NSync. The problem is that these kids all are very talented but only one can make it through, and it ends up being the kid who knows how to "charm" the judges and the audience with a fake outgoing personality. Well, maybe the right kid did make it through, but it was so disturbing to see these young kids pretend to be all outgoing with all the smiles. It's as if they were pre-packaged with a cutsie attitude, and to think that kids so young are taught to "play the game", it's sick. Kids should be out playing with other kids, not playing the adult game of fame, success, falsity, and kissing ass.

Now who is our Becks phoning here?


April 12, 2003.
Author: Mar!eke (GUEST POSTER)

....*screams*.....ANGIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!! ....sorry...just felt like it

I'm recording Mojave Moon right now and I was wondering if it's good or not...Have you seen that movie?? I missed the first 40min of it, but ok...still wanna see it

ohw and I promised to write for your public bla bla board right?? I've been seriously thinking about what I wanna write, but I guess I'm just sooooo boring I can't think of something! What has been on my mind most last week is my exams....So many people kinda put pressure on me to pass them....also for my final exams next month...I mean, for myself I don't mind THAT much if I wouldn't pass them. I like Highschool and I seriously wouldn't mind to do the year again...maybe just to prove that I can do better than I did...

But then there's my family, who think I MUST pass, cause I'm such an intellegent girl (in THEIR eyes) and if I wouldn't pass, it would be cause I've been too lazy to study....which is not true....this year IS difficult... And I MUST go to Argentina you know? I MUST meet PaTo...I'll go crazy if I have to wait another year...To be honest, she's the only person who I study hard for I know it's wrong to let her be the only reason, but I just feels like it...I just wish that going to see her wouldn't depend on my final exams....

I'm already accepted at the Academy of Art, but sometimes I doubt if that is what I REALLY wanna do...maybe I'll just stay in Argentina this summer and don't come back for a couple of years I can do my other favourite study (English) there ....I wish....*sigh* I just wish I could make my own decisions right now, you know? Do what I wanna do...and not let anyone tell me what they think is better for me...cause I just KNOW I would feel so much better if I could do something totally different than I planned before...I don't wanna have my whole life planned....I wanna live by the moment and see what happens

Ok, I guess I'm just worrying too much The other things that keeps me busy lately are like all the small things happy friends (which is actually a BIG thing to me), course at the academy (why do we always get weeeeeeird models to draw? ), teaching a swimclass, swimcompetitions...and like the really small things which mean SO much to me like little things people say, pictures, nice weather, new ideas to paint on my wall and soooo many more things!! Actually...I'm mostly busy with thinking

So yeh...and my last thought for now is....*I'm gonna wallpaper my room with this picture*

Take care ok???? and yur bla bla boards rule!!! Thanks for inviting me there!!! C ya there or at DenDen!!

xxxx Mar!eke

Angie's note: I think I've only seen the shower scene of Mohave Moon. of course Sometimes it's hard to follow our passions when there are people who are in our way. But if you really want something, there's nothing stopping you. Look at the Spice Girls. :wink: If you want it badly enough, pray for it, pray that God will help you overcome the barriers. I wish you the best, Mar!eke!


April 1, 2003.
Author: Angie Hung

Happy April Fool's Day everyone!

You know you're getting older when everybody you know is either married or in a "committed relationship". Hello Meim and Bill. Or maybe this just happens in Calgary, where people seem to settle down earlier than Vancouverites. I love Calgary, but I miss Vancouver a bit: Stanley Park by the sea, Sutton Place hotel (hello Angelina Jolie), incredible Chinese food, Japanese buffets, Robson street, acting vans everywhere, etc.

Remember our words can be so meaningful yet so harmful, with our mouths we tell people we love them, yet we also use them to put down others through our bitterness and jealousy. So be careful what you say. I feel like picking up a phone and phoning all my friends outside Calgary just to chat. I think I'm going to have a long phone bill this month... I miss Mike and Chris.

I think for my May London trip, I'm going to also see about a guided tour of Eton College. Anybody who knows a bit about me will know why the place interests me so much (in short: good-looking young men). Hee hee.

I feel like some eye-candy, here's a picture of actor Orlando Bloom:

The below was posted at Denden today (warning, might be offensive to some), hella-funny, some cringe-worthy:

Rude and Crude Pick-up Lines

1. I wish you were a door so I could slam you all day.
2. Nice legs...what time do they open? 
3. Do you work for UPS? I thought I saw you checking out my package. 
4. You've got 206 bones in your body, want one more? 
5. Can I buy you a drink or do you just want the money? 
6. I may not be the best looking guy in here, but I'm the only one talking to you. 
7. I'm a bird watcher and I'm looking for a Big Breasted Bed Thrasher: have you seen one? 
8. I'm fighting the urge to make you the happiest woman on earth tonight. 
9. Want to play army? I'll lay down and you can blow the hell outta me. 
10. I wish you were a Pony Carousel outside Superdrug, so I could ride you all day long for a quarter. 
11. Oh, I'm sorry, I thought that was a Braille name tag. 
12. I'd really like to see how you look when I'm naked. 
13. Is that a ladder in your stockings or the stairway to heaven? 
14. You might not be the best looking girl here, but beauty is only a light switch away. 
15. Are those real? 
16. You must be the limp doctor because I've got a stiffy. 
17. I'd walk a million miles for one of your smiles, and even 
    farther for that thing you do with your tongue. 
18. If it's true that we are what we eat, then I could be you by morning. 
19. (Look down at your crotch) Well It's not just going to suck itself. 
20. You know, if I were you, I'd have sex with me. 
21. You. Me. Whipped cream. Handcuffs. Any questions? 
22. F@# me if I'm wrong, but is your name Sherry Titsbottom? 
23. Those clothes would look great in a crumpled heap on my bedroom floor. 
24. My name is (name)...remember that, you'll be screaming it later. 
25. Do you believe in love at first sight or should I walk by again? 
26. Hi, I'm Mr. Right. Someone said you were looking for me. 
27. My friend wants to know if YOU think I'M cute. 
28. Hi. The voices in my head told me to come over and talk to you. 
29. My name isn't Elmo, but you can tickle me anytime you want to. 
30. I know milk does a body good, but DAMN, how much have you been drinking? 
31. If you were the last woman and I was the last man on earth,I bet we could do it in public. 
32. Wanna come over for some pizza and sex? No? Why? Don't you like pizza? 
33. Baby, I'm an American Express shouldn't go home without me. 
34. Do you sleep on your stomach? Can I??? 
35. Do you wash your pants in Windex? Because I can see myself in them. 
36. I lost my puppy. Can you help me find him? I think he went into this cheap motel room. 
37. (Lick finger and wipe on her shirt) Let's get you out of these wet clothes.

Erm, we didn't start the fire...


March 20, 2003.
Author: Angie Hung

I just wanted to thank Roxy for what she said to me last night at DJD. Sometimes I don't know how I come across on stage or on the dance floor... I know I love what I'm doing but I don't know how others see me. I know I have spirit, but sometimes people don't see this. So it's nice when a person comes up to you and lets you know.

On another note, the hymns Abide With Me and Amazing Grace have such poignant and true lyrics. Really inspiring. And to think they were written so long ago yet still have so much to say about today's world.

Click here to see a recent picture of an incredibly-flexible Madonna.


March 11, 2003.
Author: Kiedis aka Bronwyn (GUEST POSTER)
Location: Australia

Hey everyone!! Im just gonna crap-on coz it's what I do best!

*I wanna say that the beach is totally beautiful when it's raining... sitting on the rocks all rugged up, watching the storm over the water. A lot of the time I tend to sit there and look across the water and wonder what people over the other side of the ocean are doing. I don't know, it's hard to believe that there are other countries out there, out in what looks like the middle of nowhere from where I am seated.

*Norah Jones is absolutely amazing plus more! When she first came out with her first single, I didn't see the big deal, but after watching her perform on the Grammys, I was in shock really. Her voice...ohhhh myy god! So I got her album the other day and I haven't stopped listening to it, then her concert was on TV last night, and I swear I sat on the floor and I didn't move an inch the whole time, I was so blown away that it is kinda unexplainable. I don't know what it is, but her voice just really gets me in a good way and I believe I could sit all day and just listen and listen and listen..... she has definitely become one of my alltime favourite artists... :-)

*I would just like to whinge for one second. For over a year now, I have been starting work at 5am almost every day, so naturally, I have adjusted to the whole get-up-early thing. Today I get to work and find out half my shifts are now starting at 10am..... that's going to totally "root" up my life... especially mentally. The thought of finishing at 7pm one day and starting at 5am the next actually freaks me out. Okay I hardly sleep anyway, but what about having time to go out and enjoy the good things in life, huh?? SHEEEESH man! *sigh*

*I can't help but go on and on and on about absolutely nothing, and I'd like to take this opportunity to apologize for that! I hate it when people judge others on their image or the way they appear to public through the things that they say. I'm especially referring to the way people judge celebrities without any proof of what they're saying. I will admit that i have been known to say things like "I hate *****, shes a bitch and is rude".... but some people go way beyond that and it just shits me (am I allowed to swear here?). I have been put in my place...after saying that about *****, I ended up meeting them and realising how wrong I really was coz they were actually a very beautiful, polite and smart person......

*I hate the fact that Liverpool are not in the top4 in the Premier league right's a bit depressing. Stupid Arsenal....

*I'm going to a party on Saturday night, dressed up as a punk, and I'm extreeeeeeemely excited! Got the outfit all prepared: black SexPistols top, a kilt-type skirt, ripped stockings, combat boots, some freaky jewellry, and long spikey green hair with fake tattoos!!!! OOOOOOOh yeh baby I can't wait.

*Just a little something in my head: "Was searching for something, was searching for me, was searching for something, but looked in too deep. Instead I found you, and without knowing how, you became all I am... all I am right now."

*And now I will leave. It was cool posting here, thanks for the invite AngieMangie!!! Love u so very muchly! :-)


March 2, 2003.
Author: Angie Hung

I just had to say this: I fucking rule!!! Okay, so I'm being cheeky and tongue-in-cheek with this statement, but here's why I believe this:

  • I am flattered when people admit they have a crush on me. It doesn't matter if it's a guy or a girl, because it's true and important either way. It's flattering when people admit they like you *that* way. I am touched. I am not freaked if it's a person of the same sex.
  • I used to think I only liked people if they were physically attractive. I now realize that I can fall in love so much with a person on the inside that their outside is automatically attractive to me too.
  • I think my parents are uber-cool.
  • I am a Christian but I don't have hatred at all towards gay people. I love them just as much as I love anybody else who walks into my life on an honest level.
  • Sometimes I am thankful when I am humbled. Seriously, I thank god when I find out I've been wrong about people or things.
  • I don't think anybody on this earth is weird. I think we all have our own insecurities and eccentricities whether we admit it or not. We're all normal or we're all insane. But none of us is uniquely normal and none of us is uniquely insane. That's why you should never judge another person.
  • I love doing things for others and I don't expect anything back, except for a "thank you".
  • I realize that I can learn so much from people younger than me.
  • I see special things in people that they don't see in themselves. I just have to find a way of telling them this without freaking them out.
  • I bring people together on my (private) Babble Board. YEE-HAH!!

PS. Please note I'm not being technically serious when I say I think I rule, hee hee. :-)


February 28, 2003.
Author: Angie Hung

My parents are hella-cool. Just wanted to say that.

My top favorite music artists/bands are (in no particular order):

  • Madonna - she creates and intimidates, expanding her artistic horizons - go git!
  • Bee Gees - honestly, their music is hella-hype - I love their songs from all the decades they've sung in
  • Eminem - mesmorized by his rhyming talents, his songs DO say something important
  • Abba - some of their songs just move you yo!
  • Bon Jovi - rock with a kicking vibe!

My varied taste in music rocks!!

Just found out that the Madonna book I'm in (Madonna Style) is now available in Canada at places like Chapters! (It's been available around the world for over a year but finally has come to Canada). Yee-hah! Go check it out... it's an absolutely lovely coffeetable book that offers a visual overview of her career and the things that have affected her over the years. It's made by a former head editor and is for the fans. I'm on page 131 as a profiled fan.

Some people I know that are too cool:

  • Lori Ravensborg
  • Dawn Dymond
  • Chris Finch
  • Elaine Lam
  • Jobst
  • Chris Coulson
  • Dennis Westermann
  • Mike Roha
I feel like swearing, but I won't here, this is after all a x-rated PG-13 board.

Advice of the day: Pray. It works.

Love Tiger. Miniscule Sexybitch. Angie Mangie.


February 23, 2003.
Author: Angie Hung

Just wanted to say YO to all the cool AIESECers I met a few years ago. Some of you were ace in your attitude and kindness: Marty, Eireen, Melanie S, Cheryl D, Cathy M, and a few others.

John Mayer is keee-yute!

Eminem's The Eminem Show is one of the fippiest albums around, if you haven't heard it, I suggest you get your ass to the local store and buy it. I never thought I'd enjoy hip-hop, but his lyrics and melodies are amazing. I hope his music never stops (note the reference).

Some friends and I were discussing what song(s) make you cry. My list is:

  • Puff the Magic Dragon - i'd hate to live forever
  • Yesterday Once More by the Carpenters
  • Vincent by Don MacLean
  • Promise to Try by Madonna
  • Dear Jessie by Madonna
  • Too Much Heaven by Bee Gees
  • Abide with Me - this is a hymn and it's just amazing
erm, have a great week everybody!!


February 13, 2003.
Author: Angie Hung

Can I say that Madonna is frickin' awesome... her new vid for her new single 'American Life' is sure to cause some controversy and may be a visually-disturbing video...but what's more amazing is that I hear she was in contact with a Canadian teen from Windsor who recently died of cancer at age 17. Madonna would phone this teen up every now and then and just discuss things like cancer, the afterlife, and prayer. For the full story, click here.

Massive party outside London England's Shepherd's Bush Empire venue on May 8th!! I hope to be there with camera and all, I think there will be at least 30 Dendeners, it's going to so rock. I think afterwards some of us are heading over to G.A.Y.

I'm glad the group pic of the dancers in my dance piece turned out lurvely, click here to see it.

It's so cute, I got a Valentine's Day card yesterday from my mom. :-) Happy Valentine's Day everybody! I miss those days in elementary where you had to give each kid in your class a valentine's card.

Oh, the more I hear about Abraham Lincoln, the more I admire the guy, for taking care of people that not a lot of people care about (slaves, animals, the poor, those low on the ladder, etc). I hope to find out more about this person.


February 8, 2003.
Author: Puck AKA Sarita (GUEST POSTER)

I'm learning the amazing power of friendshp recently. I was going through so much a little while ago and the encouragement and well wishes of friends made all the difference. Everytime I felt so down and overwhelmed they'd show up either in person or online pulling me through and showing me that life does go on and to find joy in even the small things. So, with their help and some stubborn will of my own, I've pulled through all of this with a whole different outlook on life. You're so right Angie when you said that things will make us stronger. You're one of the friends I'm indebted to for your support.

I'm looking forward to this weekend. I'll be spending time with my family and seeing a friend of mine,who just had a baby a month ago. This'll be the first time I've seen the little tyke and I'm oh so excited.


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