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Unplugged
By Corrs

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"In your eyes faint as the singing of a lark
That somehow this black night
Feels warmer for the spark
Warmer for the spark
To hold us 'til the day
When fear will lose its grip
And heaven has its ways
Heaven knows no frontiers
And I've seen heaven in your eyes."

The Corrs [No Frontiers]
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My maid is the biggest F4 fan.

Before everyone out there clobbers me and mistakes me for a person who doesn't know how to clean her own socks (not that the weather here in Thailand really requires them...) or take out the trash, let me just say that having domestic help here in Thailand is very normal... so normal, in fact, that if you didn’t have a maid, your household would be considered to be a tad bit on the abnormal side.

P’Sai, my maid, is such a sweetie. She’s actually Burmese, but has managed to teach herself how to speak Thai. She also sends money back to her mother and siblings in Burma where they’re now living like kings because of the Thai-Burmese currency exchange rate. Anyhoo (before I lose my train of thought), she is the biggest F4 fan and can sing all their songs... even though they're all in Mandarin.

F4 is this big - no - super duper mega huge, boy band from Taiwan and are nearly the hottest thing (Jay Chou's the hottest thing ) here in Asia. I used to make fun of F4.  I mean, c'mon, the F in F4 actually stands for 'flower', how can you not giggle over that?  However, as a secret boy band lover in denial, I have this tendency to make fun of boy bands (D2B, C21, Blue, etc.) only to later jump up and down like a kangaroo on steroids should I hear them on the radio or some other random place.

Anyways, the guys from F4 were in this TV drama series, Meteor Garden, that aired all over Asia (Thailand included) about a year ago, and the whole freakin country went goo goo over them. Every single time I'd eat out at night, the restaurants would always leave their TVs turned on to F4's Meteor Garden series.  If I popped by 7-11 at night for a late night snack, again, Meteor Garden would be on and the cashier's eyes would be fused to the TV.  There was even this one time when I was visiting a relative at a hospital, and every single person in the very crowded waiting room area - old, young, healthy, sick-to-the-bone, man and woman - sat with their heads bent back and their eyes glued to the big screen TV, transfixed with these four guys and a big, as-soapy-as-you-can-get drama about a never-ending love triangle, amnesia-inducing accidents in Spain, stereotypical evil-as-the-devil mothers, and the sweetness in following your heart.  All my friends at my uni watched it religiously, and even my genetics engineering prof was a big fan.  There was this one time when we were in the lab late at night, cleaning up, and she told us to drop everything so she could close up and rush home in time to catch F4.  

Back to P'Sai... she just bought the entire Meteor Garden VCD package; yeah, the whole whoopla. I think there’s 60+ CDs in that thing, and now my mom is so addicted to it, she's already finished watching the whole freakin set and is now onto her second round. The other day, because I thought I was in dire need of a good laugh over bad acting, a sappy script and pretty boys in matching outfits, I sat down and watched it with them. Big, big mistake.

I, too, am now hooked on F4 and Meteor Garden. 

(That lucky San-Cai).

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