Post by xiang on Oct 21, 2010 19:07:09 GMT -5
[/color][/center]XIANG MEI-LIANG 23 COLLEGE SENIOR
"So babe, lets get comfortable. You got a nickname I can call you by?"[/font]
"Oh, you know how it is with confusing Chinese names like mine. Mei will do, I suppose."
"Well, can't say it doesn't fit you. From the looks of you, I could think of just a few better. I'm just gonna call you babe for this interview. You mind? Great. Has anyone ever told you you look like.."[/font]
"Ugh. Kim Tae Hee. Yeah, yeah. I get it all the time. But then again, people say I look like a lot of people. I'm guessing that's a crack at me being Asian."
".. Yeah, actually. You must get that a lot. You're kind of hot, I gotta say. But for the ears out there listening, you wanna explain what's cooking?"[/font]
"What's cooking? Well, let's see. I've got these cute little boobs. Haha. Just kidding. Well, they are pretty cute... Can boobs even be cute? Well, crap, where was I? Oh! Right. What do I look like... Well... I'm Asian, so I have dark hair. It's pretty soft, but no, you can't touch it. Brown eyes, pale-but-obviously-Asian-coloured skin. I'm pretty tiny. I'm only around 5‘3“, and well... Once again, I'm Asian, so I've got that whole tiny-frame thing going for me... Not anorexically so, just enough to be considered slightly below average for my weight. That's from all the running I do. I think I need to gain weight, actually."
"You are too cute. You wear this kind of stuff often, or is this just for me?"[/font]
"I usually just wear what I want, when I want to wear it. Today was a pretty chill day, hence the jeans and t-shirt. Sometimes I go for dresses, other days, sweatpants. All depends on where I'm going, and how lazy I am when I wake up.
"Ohh. Are you hitting on me? Haha. No, seriously, what are you? Gay or straight? You look kinda like a swinger, if you don't mind me saying..."[/font]
"That question was so completely unrelated to clothing style. I'm straight, and I'm not a swinger. I just don’t trust men. You’re not exactly doing wonders for your side of species.”
"Damn. GET SOME! Hah. You wanna smoke? Drink? I got some drugs in the back if you want. -winks-"[/font]
"A drink would be nice. Absinthe was my favourite back home, but apparently American's can't handle the strong stuff. I have to order my beer in from Canada just to get that whole taste, rather than this watered-down crap. I don't smoke anymore, though. And drugs are something I tend to stay away from after eating one too many of the wrong kind of mushrooms as a child. When you start hallucinating that your hands are snakes, you tend to have a bit of a lay-back from drugs."
"... Oh, so you must be a virgin, huh?"[/font]
"Once again, completely unrelated, but, I'm not a virgin. Of course, I'm definitely not a slut, either. I've only slept with 3 men in my life. All relationships lasted over a year and a half. So, I wouldn't say I'm good for the cover of playboy."
"Knew it. So, you got any secrets? Come on, you can tell me. Promise this interview won't leak anywhere."[/font]
"If I were to tell you my secrets, I would say that my mother and father ran out on my brother and I when I was 10, and he was 4, and we were raised by our grandmother in British Columbia, before she shipped me out to school, here. So, I have Multi-Citizenship in China, Canada, and America. Oh, and I have purple and white striped underwear on. Good enough?"
"..Ouch. Okay, don't be so cold kid. There's always a way out of shit like that. Got any ambitions, babe?"[/font]
"I'm not cold, I'm just realistic. As for ambitions, I sure would like to become a writer, or a journalist or something. That'd be nice. Journalism has always been a big passion of mine, since your freedom of speech is pretty much completely censored back home..."
"Okay, okay. Don't get too excited. Half of those weren't even real questions.. Okay let's see. Oh, here's a good one. Describe yourself in five or more words. Easy, right? You could go more into detail if you want, I don't mind one bit."[/font]
"Realistic, Friendly, Passionate... I'm a bit of a Push-over, but only because I'm extremely loyal to my friends.
"Couldn't agree more babe. Alright. Um.. Oh, here's another. Five likes and dislikes?[/font]
"Well, I like to write, draw, sleep... Uhmmm... I enjoy the sun an awful lot, and running... I hate ketchup, rude people, being called babe, seeing orphanages, and letting my brother down."
".. Kinky! So last question. Gimme the details, how'd you get to where you are today?"[/font]
"Well, let's see. My parents gave birth to me, I grew up in a little fishing village in China. This one-child rule was in effect then, but there was also little... contraceptive methods. If y'know what I mean. Anyway, one thing led to another, and all of a sudden, I had a baby brother. Life was pretty good, up until I realized that boys were more wanted than girls. By the time I was ten, my parents had left me and my brother to fend for ourselves. It kind of sucked, but soon enough my amazing grandmother popped up and saved us in the nick of time. She brought us to British Columbia to live with her and her Canadian husband. They were a cute little old couple, y'know. The kind you'd wish to be someday if you even get married. I gained a few half-Chinese aunts and uncles, too.
By the time I had graduated, my grandmother decided to let me take a year off to work, and then I was straight off to post-secondary education. I don't even know what I'm studying. I pretty much just show up to class, to the work, and ignore everything else. I don't even know what I'm doing here. I'd rather be at home, actually. I guess I'm a stereotypical Asian who always needs to learn, with a fixation for hard alcohol. I work a lot to get to wherever I’m going. The term would be work-aholic. I rarely stop. Oh well. Shit happens, I suppose. At least I’ll wind up somewhere good, someday. Unless I get shot. That’d suck.”
"Awe, well. Least you're still alive. Got yourself, right? That's the spirit. We'll look at your interview and give you the results, so sit tight for a few minutes, okay? And don't you dare think about leaving. I'll find you and interview you again. Don't get pissy with me, I'm just the goddamn interviewer."[/font]
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