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in Singles Column |
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Originally
published in Asia: The Journal of Culture and Commerce |
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April
1, 2005 Vol. IV, Issue VII, page 14 |
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by
Virginia Loh |
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It's
our turn to be heard. |
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Give
a guy a guitar and a mic and all of a sudden, he is
HOT! I noticed him when he walked into the room, but
he didn't strike my fancy or warrant any attention
from me except that he had a huge black bag strapped
to his back. Other than that, I barely glanced at
him. I was more into my drink. He had passed by my
radar un-detected. And, I was the one who missed out.
(This rarely happens, by the way. Most times, guys
are the ones who miss out because I'm a pretty darn
good catch.) |
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Even
though he sat right in front of me the whole night,
hours passed before I really saw him. I was in for
a surprise and a rude awakening. He was called to
the stage and pulled out his guitar from his large
black bag. In less than a minute, he transformed into
a rock star and I turned into a groupie. |
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I
found myself very attracted to this man whom I had
paid little to no attention to until he performed.
I felt like a teenager in an MTV video crying and
fanning my face with my widespread hands and yelling,
"I love you!" |
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His
name is Terry Matsuoka and he is so cute and super
talented. He sings, plays guitar, performs beat box,
writes his own songs, and is funny. You can check
him out at his web site: www.crunchysandwich.com.
After his performance, he was 10 times more desirable.
To think, if I had only taken the time to talk to
him, I could have known him before he became "famous"
in my eyes. Afterwards, of course, I was too intimidated
to approach him. He had legions of fans and I was
just a girl in the crowd. |
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You
could just tell that every woman in the room was looking
at him in a different way. After all, he isn't what
he seems. Terry had a rock star hiding out in his
soul. Seeing him in another setting, casually, I would
never have guessed he was so gifted. We let people
pass by our lives, unnoticed, all the time. People
are rarely who they appear to be. I remember this
one time while I was attending the University of Virginia,
I used to pass by this guy singing and playing his
guitar in the downtown area. Every so often, I'd throw
a dollar in his guitar case. I took a summer course
on Faulkner and discovered that he was not only my
professor, but well-known in academic circles. I had
written him off as a homeless person. |
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Why
don't we take the time to realize the talents and
potentials that people keep inside of them? We rarely
stop our lives to learn about each other. I am the
worst at just quitting relationships. Getting to know
people is hard work. I retreat when I hit any speed
bumps. |
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How
many guys have I let walk out of my life without giving
them a chance? How many rock stars and rocket scientists
did I pass up? Too many to count. When I am feeling
particularly weird, I get into this kick of tracking
down ex-boyfriends. One is practically a state governor.
One started his own company. Another one is making
records. I found something wrong with every single
one of them. |
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We
all cling to stereotypes and images of how people
should be and what they should do. Such thinking hinders
us from really seeing people for who they are. I have
to ask myself: What makes me so perfect that I can
project these ridiculous expectations onto others?
I need to push through outer appearances and be open
to discovery. |
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Because
everyone has a rock star living in his or her soul. |
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by
Virginia Loh |
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Single
in San Diego- single@asiamediasandiego.com
Asia, April 1, 2005 Vol. IV, Issue VII, page 14 |
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