I am a little shorter than Meg Ryan, my eyes are slightly smaller than Jodie Foster's, my lips are not as hot as Marilyn Monroe's and I don't need a C-cup, but I have the charm of my dad! Who says no men fancy small size?! I have no problem with getting the lads' attention wherever I go, though none of them have the eyes of Bill Pullman, the lips of Brad Pitt, or the charm of Richard Gere but they are blokes! That's all that counts, isn't it? You gotta dream to get through the day or to fulfill your desires! I used to have this great idea of camping in the jungle by the waterfall on a full moon starry night. Cool breeze from the waterfall, insects screeching at night and me lying there looking up to the stars and straining my eyes to look for the legendary Cheung Ngoh in the moon. Well, life does not work the way you want it to be. Apparently I got my first experience of camping in 6th year of my primary studies -at the backyard of our school! Guess what? My waterfall became the stormy rain and my cool breeze has became the stinky from the rubbish dump less that 100m away! One dream down. Before I meet my man, I am bold, ambitious, active and etc. I wanted to do so many things in life, e.g go for further studies abroad and make sure that I am loaded before I die. After I met my man, I has become a timid, undecided, lazy but a happy woman. Now, I am the most ordinary woman of all ordinary woman! Another gone.--- A woman's encouragement has been the starting point of many a great man's career.