While I was skyping with my sister and niece this weekend, I told her that I had gone to KTV with a couple friends. KTV, what's that? Gather a couple friends up, go into a comfortable party-ready room, select your favorite songs to sing, and karaoke until your voice gives out. This is not your average karaoke experience. You have plenty of snacks, drinks, and fruit at your disposal (with a higher than normal price of course). We usually bring our own stuff. They have all of the classic hits you wanted to sing usually with non-original, 80's recorded music videos playing on the TV screen. Some of the English words are not right, but you sing, dance, turn on some flashing lights, and have a KTV party! Here are some pics of what the average KTV room looks like. It's a great way to spend time with friends.
I went to see Titanic in 3D yesterday. As Rose held on to Jack in the freezing waters saying, "I'll never let go," the room was filled with sniffles and crying and tears. I couldn't help but chuckle a little bit to myself. I had not seen the movie more than twice and the last time was quite a while ago. It wasn't that moving of a love story, for me at least. After we exited the theater, my two friends, my two
male Chinese friends who were along confessed to crying . . . more than once. I was surprised. One cried twice, the other had a steady stream of watery eyes and pitter-patter tears from time to time. Maybe I don't have a heart. These are just some of the things that keep me busy on the weekends here. Not a bad gig. Spending time with friends and building bridges to share some life-saving good news with them. May you continue to finds ways to share the joy you have with others around you.
I went to see Titanic in 3D yesterday. As Rose held on to Jack in the freezing waters saying, "I'll never let go," the room was filled with sniffles and crying and tears. I couldn't help but chuckle a little bit to myself. I had not seen the movie more than twice and the last time was quite a while ago. It wasn't that moving of a love story, for me at least. After we exited the theater, my two friends, my two male Chinese friends who were along confessed to crying . . . more than once. I was surprised. One cried twice, the other had a steady stream of watery eyes and pitter-patter tears from time to time. Maybe I don't have a heart. These are just some of the things that keep me busy on the weekends here. Not a bad gig. Spending time with friends and building bridges to share some life-saving good news with them. May you continue to finds ways to share the joy you have with others around you.
