I have always wondered why people would want to be called a food. I am talking about choosing a food name as your name (anyone come to mind?). Your own name, at that. Not some parent choosing his/her favourite food as his/her child's name. (that would also be crazy, but hey, some parents just don't think about their children's future...like Brooklyn being conceived in Brooklyn, get it?)
I'm sure you've heard of Fish Leong. From the first time I heard this name, I found it ridiculous. I initially thought that it was a Chinese/Taiwanese who heard the word "fish", found that it sounded nice and decided to adopt it as her stage name. Without knowing what it meant.
Then I discovered that she was Malaysian. From that day onwards I hated her for choosing that idiotic name. Later I found out that she had a reason for that, because of her Chinese name resembling "fish". I guess that justifies it. A bit.
And now I've found a TV personality with the name "Orange". What?!! As if being a fish wasn't bad enough (at least a fish can swim, be "free" (if it doesn't get caught and deep-fried)), now someone wants to be an orange. An orange that just sits there (maybe she's thinking of rolling away?) and waits to be eaten.
Silly girls.
("Orange" is the name of the girl who hosts Ho Chak!...I don't normally watch the show but I happened to see the beginning the other day, when they showed the hosts' names.)
Wednesday, November 24, 2010
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