2004-11-14

Photolog!

I'm going out in a short while so here's a photolog first!


I had a bloody good hair day but only seafood saw it!


It's like this. Momo managed to earn a commission of a whooping $4,500 for a house she sold, so she treated Smelly (my bro - he is not really smelly btw) and I to a sumptuous dinner at No Signboard restaurant!






That was the lobster we ate. We had crab too. It was grumpy.






We tortured the seafood??!



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Went out with Eileen to the already-decorated-for-Christmas orchard.


I think this angel looks very funny with a plastic bag!


We shopped at the new Forver 21, and Eileen bought a pretty suit for $68.

And my turn! (Warning: Camera-whore coming up.)


Bandanna! $9! Earrings! $7





Ming xing big big sunglasses! $11!


Wraparound skirt! $33!

Whoop!


See, so nice ...



Those are dangling crystals outside Tangs.

My friend (not Eileen) jumped up and stole one crystal for me!!!!



So cute right! The less-than-full crystals outside Tangs suggest that many other people are jumping and plucking down crystals too. Ha ha..

Oh yeah I watch The Incredibles and it is sooooooooo fabulous!!! I love it love it love it!!! Go watch!!! It's so cute and so funny!

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WHAT THE FUCK??

Thanks to blogder Vivienne, I got notified that Miss Aina's blog is back - with some weak excuses.

For new readers, this saga happened some time back. What happened THEN was that I got notified of the existance of her blog and had a look at it. I was horrifed to find entire blog entries of mine LIFTED and put into her blog as her thoughts, and her writings. Plagiarism to its most shameless.

Not only were entries scarily similar to mine, I also found she took effort to mimic little things I say, copy my entire sidebar's contents (complete to the SELF-SPOOF and the entire contents of the spoof), and even had her FAQs in shocking similarity.

Her little tralala delivery was perfect to the extent that her blog's background was even the same as mine. Funny thing was how her FAQs claimed her HATES pink though.

Spot the obvious coincidence?After I wrote about her evil doings on my blog, my blogders, sensing injustice, promptly went over to her ... joke of a site - to spam her tagboard and well ... calling her some names which I thought might have been a little too harsh even for her repugnant crimes.

Ha! You should have seen how fast her tagboard moved.

So anyway, Miss Aina, sensing danger, fled. Fled into the safe realms of cyberspace.

She locked her site with a password.

Now, how long would it take a person to work back on years of entries and take out the ones screaming "DESPICABLE PLAGIARISM" and change the entire blog's outlook?

Miss Aina has proven to us it takes a month or so.

Welcome to the new, revamped, renewed, and therefore, original ... Aina's site!

(I highly suspect that some Tagalog entries might be mine as well. Well Aina, thanks but no thanks. If I want to have things translated, I would inform you.)

What makes me really, really angry is what she claimed:


Sunday, October 17th 2004

WHOA!!! 11:24 AM

WHAT???!!! The pink site's gone???
Yes my blogreaders.
Apparently the "orangey pink" background was bought by miss wendy. it belongs solely to her and anyone who uses that color shall be called shameless and a copycat.

*feigns terror*

Not that it should bother me anyway. She called me just like that a few weeks ago in her blog.

And her reasons for doing so is really personal. friend's grudge. that simple.
hello wendy. hello suzie.

as for the hate messages you've all thrown at me, i'll just rub it off my shoulders ala "wazzap??wazzap??"
it won't get you anywhere.
yes, you may have the satisfaction of calling me a bitch, loser, minah looking, (insert some hurtful words) et al.. but in the long run you guys will just get tired of doing it. i'm invincible and i cannot be put down easily.
if you believe wendy, then go to her site. there's no reason para magbabad kayo dito noh.

Unfair noh? the moment you posted something on the internet, and this is accdg to our IT supervisor, you cannot claim your work as your own. its now free and for everyone else. and so intellectual property is now equal to nada, zero, zilch.

i'll be blogging later abt anne's wedding. in the meantime, i'll go to wendy's site and rip off her entries.

joke!!=)


*Frowns* I do not find the joke funny at all. Do you?

Since Aina wants attention so much, to the extent that will sacrifice integrity for it, I say, good for her. I've done her a favour by placing her words in my blog then! 15 miserable visitors (non-unique and therefore might even all be herself) yesterday and she claims "Everybody's reading it". HA HA HA.

What pisses me off the most in her unrepentant and self-righteous behaviour, like a bloody teenager saying she did no wrong when she stabbed someone in the chest coz the person broke her CD.

Miss Aina, plagiarism is a crime. It is not only infringing on copyright laws, there is also a deep moral wrong in doing it. You are claiming credit for someone else's work. Can you actually sleep with that on your conscience? Have your parents never told you it is wrong to steal?

I work on my blog everyday. It is my baby - my sweat, my pride, my joy. I spend hours on end writing for my readers and for myself. I do not like it at all, when someone rips off my work using a simple cut-and-paste in a matter of 2 seconds ... especially when I spend two whole hours writing it.

I am sure you understand, being a writer yourself (not much of one of course).

Do I not have the rights to be furious with you, when you copy some of my blog entries wholesale? Do you not concur that it is a shameless action?

All the name-calling done by my readers serve a purpose - to tell you that you have done a wrong. But you obstinately claim you do not feel a thing. I am shocked. How can one be oblivious to so many dire warnings regarding her flaw in character?

Let me tell you Aina ... No doubt you think that being mentally strong is a good thing, but it does not mean you should turn a deaf ear to criticism, right?

Enough of the lecturing, I highly doubt it can get pass her ...



hideous alice-band.

Two things to clarify though:

1) I AM NOT AINA'S FRIEND.

Never was, NEVER WOULD BE.

The "attack" (not so much an attack but some simple whining on my part) was not a "personal friend's grudge" like she claimed. I have never seen her in my life and the only Filipinos that I know are my maids Velle, Dindin, and one more, I forgot her name. It was not a simple grudge. She bloody copied my works. (and swiftly denied it)

2) "the moment you posted something on the internet, and this is accdg to our IT supervisor, you cannot claim your work as your own. its now free and for everyone else. and so intellectual property is now equal to nada, zero, zilch. "

-Her highness Aina the ignorant

WRONG, WRONG, WRONG. There is no such thing that anything that is posted on the net is a free-for-all, ignoramus IT supervisor with a peapod for a head. My works belong to me. For more information, please refer to the Creatives Common link, Aina.

Well, I expected at least an apology from her. But well, all I got are more lies. Good lord, what did I do to deserve this?

I'd love to blog more tonight, but I am too angry.

p/s: She smartly disabled comments so if you wanna tell her something, her email is: ainabanina@gmail.com.

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2004-11-13

Very traumatized



As you can see, tomorrow (btw why is the short form for tomorrow often spelt at tml? Tomolo? Even in acornyms we use Singlish?) is the date for my much dreaded Mensa IQ test. I want to stab myself in the eye for bringing this pain to myself. AND WHILE AT THAT, SPENT a bloody $48.

If I had used a little more logic (very ironic for the topic at hand), I should have spent that $48 to buy 144 packets of tissue from the next lucky blind old man who approaches me while I dine at a hawker centre. Heck, I might even be able to get around 180 packets if he cuts me a rare deal. You may be frowning and thinking, But Xiaxue, wouldn't a Mensa cert do you great in life? Think of the amount of stupid people you can slap with the cert, till Mensa kicks you out for rough behaviour!

YOU THINK YOU KNOW, BUT YOU HAVE NO IDEA!!!

NOTHING, ABSOLUTELY NOTHING, BEATS GOOD KARMA! (I'm in a foul mood) Buying tissue from blind old men gives me good karma, and I need good karma - to get a boyfriend, to get a job, to make sure I don't get cervix cancer, to make the people I hate fall into drains etc etc.

NOW I HAVE BAD KARMA, BECAUSE INSTEAD OF BUYING TISSUE FROM BLIND OLD MEN I USED THE MONEY TO TAKE AN ELITIST TEST IN AN ATTEMPT TO JOIN AN ELITIST SOCIETY!!

You know what? I think Mensa is siao.

Naturally, because Mensa only accepts smart people to join them, there has been criticism that Mensa is elitist.

To this, Mensa replies, I quote, from my Mensa book bought at a freaking cheap $1 at a flea market (but it is still an elite book ok, despite being sold so cheap!):
"Because of its membership requirement, however, Mensa has often been accused of elitism; but in fact it's no more "elite" than any other organisation that has a requirement for membership, such as BLAH BLAH ...... At these functions, the notion of elitism is laid to rest. Mensans come from virtually every trade, occupation, business, and profession. 'If we're elitist,' (OMG SPOT THE GRAMMAR MISTAKE A MENSAN MADE - AND ESCAPED EDITING) a national chairman once commented, 'then we're the most democratic elitist organization that ever existed!'"


Well, nice try, Mensans.

No doubt a PR effort.

HOWEVER, whilst the argument in point (that Mensa has people from all professions and therefore does not discriminate; and that other organisations have criterias for membership as well) may convince those who cannot bother less, I am still a strong believer that Mensa is, indeed, elitist.

Dictionary.com describes elitism as:
"The belief that certain persons or members of certain classes or groups deserve favored treatment by virtue of their perceived superiority, as in intellect, social status, or financial resources."

This definition does not contradict Mensa's argument, but personally, I feel that Mensa's argument is, in fact, not valid at all.

It's like saying, "It takes one to know one!" when people call Mensa elitist. It proves nothing, except that Mensa is indeed elitist, but only as elitist as the average organisation, right? Isn't that what they are saying?

So excuse me, Mr National Chairman ... If an organisation for retarded people is set up, and they have fun activities organised for members, but well, only people with IQ lower than 70 can join, is anyone likely to call them elitist as well?

Well, no, because elitism is often associated with intellect, or success. And since Mensa discriminates against people with low intellect - it is elitist. Simple as that.

Besides, I cannot think of any reason why people want to set up/join a society of intellects except that they are sick of interaction with brainless people - can you?

Let's face it. Mensa is elitist. But since the people complaining are likely to be people who didn't manage to get into Mensa (ie dumber people and possibly I will join their ranks tomorrow and be the latest victim of Mensa's elitism), it is also likely that these people accept that loop-holed argument that Mensa gave.

If I were the Mensa Chairman, here's my answer to reporters/society:

Press conference:

Qns: Mensan Cheng, do you concur that Mensa is indeed an elitist society?

Ans: *nods gravely* Yes, indeed we are.

*ANGRY HISSES IN AGITATED CROWD*

Reporter: How can Mensa do this? You bloody bastards! How dare you discriminate dumb people? They have feelings too!

Me: Miss, what is your name?

Reporter: You even ask my name in a condescending manner, you horrible person! My name *shivers in indignance* is Sandra Bullshit.

Me: Hold on Miss Bullshit. (motions to Mensan interns and they bring me THE EXCLUSIVE MENSA BLACK CARD) Now, Ms Bullshit. From the way you speak, I can ascertain that you are of Mensa quality. Here's your passport to discriminating the world, and evidence to your superior intelligence. Are you likely to say we discriminate now?

Reporter: *Quivers in excitement* For me? Oh my god, you signed it yourself? (I nod sedately in response). HA HA HA I RULE!!! Hey you guys! (Addresses audience at large) I AM BETTER THAN YOU!

Me: Welcome to Mensa. What say you, we have a game of Chinese chess?

Mensan reporter: My pleasure.



Mensa FAQ:

Q: I am stupid. But I'd love to be seen as smart. Will Mensa please accept me? Please? I am also disabled and unhappy.

A: No. Go away.

Q: You guys are horrible.

A: We are not a charity organization, my love. Yes we are horrible, but unfortunately for you, we are horribly smart too!

Q: Alright I give up. Can I bribe Mensa?

A: Yes, you may. However, the risk you have to take it great. Anything too little, and we take it as an insult and will press charges against you. Anything too much (not that it will ever be) might be a loss to your personal wealth, of course. If you really want a guideline ... Well, here's a hint: Our members need a new golf club.

Q: I am into taxidermy. Can I join Mensa?

A: ABSOLUTELY NOT!

Q: That's discrimination, that is!

A: We are not elitist. We did a test on a large group of taxidermy enthusiasts, and results have shown that 0% of the 1,000 we interviewed are able to, in a matter of 3 minutes, come up with a commonly used English word that has the letters 'ufa' in it. If you can, welcome to Mensa.

Q: Ok, what's the goddamn answer?

A: Manufacture.

Q: U guys tink yoU is FarkIng SmaRts but in FACT YOUR THe WORSE I SEEN in chacrator anD u mothr must wish shE had anal farked the dAY SHE maKS YOu!

A: Hmm. Our mothers what?

Q: Are Mensa members all nerdy and ugly? Geeks! VIRGINS!

A: We are born ugly, yes, but due to our innate sense of business, we are able to earn lots of money. We then go for plastic surgery, and therefore, we get fucked left, right, center. Thank you for the concern anyway. =)

Q: When you geeks get together, what do you do? READ THE DICTIONARY??? *Gaffaws*

A: We have mass orgies, then read the dictionary and randomly test each other. At more relaxed times we correct the grammar mistakes of political speeches. And have mass orgies again. And again. Our kids are smarter than yours.

So anyway, why do I want to join an elitist society, you ask in ferocity! Do I, Wendy Cheng, really think I am better than the world?

My answer is .... *drumroll*

YES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I think I am the smartest and tallest in the world. WAHAHHAHAAHAHA

I AM BETTER THAN YOU! AND YOU AND YOU AND YOU!!! ALL OF YOU TWERPS COMBINED AND SMARTENED UP!!!


One evil blogder, pretending to be very nice indeed, showed me a site with has, he claimed, similar IQ tests.

He also, in mock-kindness, told me that he wishes me luck for my upcoming (OMG in 12 hours!!!) test and I'd do better if I practiced on .. erm, what's that again? Yes, the advanced progressive matrices.

During the test, which is very difficult, I panicked when I realised I don't have much time left and humtum-ed the last 7 answers or so, leaving me with a very mediocre score indeed and as much chance of getting into Mensa as Fann Wong.

The previous test results, from the Mensa mock test, told me happily that I had EXCELLENT chances of getting into Mensa. The other mock test told me I had 9 out of ten answers correct.

I was convinced that the test the evil blogder sent me was ridiculously tough (in an attempt to sabotage my confidence and not go for the test at all), until I realised ... maybe it is not true, maybe he wasn't being evil ... Coz every time someone takes a Mensa test, it costs $$$$$$.

-_-

And therefore, it is very likely that Mensa faked me!! Their mock questions must be over-easy to convince me to take the test!

I'm very sad. I'm gonna fail.

And to add salt to my vulnerable wounds, I was playing this game, and I got stuck at level 34 (password soabraxasa)! I asked my friend for help, and he solved it in 15 minutes or so. I feel stupid. However, I passed all the other stages to the last one at 42 though, if that is anything to be proud of.

-Someone's gonna be a Mensa Wannabe tomorrow-

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2004-11-10

Perils of being stuck at home with Auntie Cheng

Mom:
"Hey. The shiitake mushrooms you bought ah, faster go eat, or they will spoil."


ME, watching news:
"How they spoil? Mushrooms will spoil one meh??"

Mom:
"OF COURSE WILL LAH! The last time you bought also spoilt. GROW MOULDY ah wait."

Me:
"Rubbish. Mushroom is a fungus, so why would fungus grow on it?"



*stony silence from Auntie Cheng*

Me:
"Huh mommy? Tell me leh, how come fungus grow on fungus?"

Mom:
I don't know. If you really want to find out ah, I suggest you go ask ...



*pause while I thought that I don't know any environmentalist I can possibly ask this question to*


Mom:
"I suggest you go and ask the mushroom."

Me:
"..."



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Later on:

-The news shows how Beijing people have a new interesting hobby of riding horses-

Mom, from behind the sink washing dishes but stealing looks at the TV:
"You know hor, girl, that riding on horses is actually very fun one leh."

Me:
"Very fun meh. What about if you are the horse? How would you feel if people always climb on you and put their smelly ass on your back? Poor horseys."




*Mom shoots me a very irritated look*

... and after a short pause...


Mom:
"You know what is wrong with you? You are going crazy, everyday only go write nonsense on your blog. Poor horse ah ... Then you don't use the toilet paper lah, he everyday must wipe your backside, also very poor thing."

Me:
"..."


*short pause of silence*


Me:
"Mommy mommy!!!!"

Mom, in a snappish voice:
"WHAT?!"

Me:
"Mommy mommy I want a pony. Can I have a little pony please? Please mommy? I want a pony. =( Buy a pony for me!"



*short pause while Auntie Cheng shoots me an extremely dirty and vindictive look. The ground trembles*


Mom:
"I really wonder what I did to deserve a daughter like you. Whole day only talk nonsense! Talk nonsense never mind, unemployed, huh, then got the brains don't want to study, huh, then whole day only say crazy things ..."

Me:
*scrambles back into bedroom*


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Updated: I don't know if you have seen this site. It's Americans saying sorry to the world for choosing Bush.

For some weird reason, it made me cry. Oh yeah, that, and Americans are quite cute and many of them have digital cameras. OMG total bimbo!

Oh yeah and this too. Quite interesting. Ta. Not in a good mood tonight.

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2004-11-08

BE CAREFUL! For it might happen to you!!




BE CAREFUL! For it might happen to you!!


BE CAREFUL! For it might happen to you!!


BE CAREFUL! For it might happen to you!!


BE CAREFUL! For it might happen to you!!

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2004-11-07

I. HAD. ENOUGH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

RUDDY GARANG GUNI MAN COMES THUNDERING AROUND EVERY SUNDAY AT TEN AM BLASTING THAT BLARING FOGHORN OF HIS KANNINA DOESN'T HE REALISE THAT PEOPLE NEED A SLEEP-IN ON A BLOODY SUNDAY GOD MEANT FOR IT TO BE THE OFFICIAL REST DAY AFTER A HECTIC WORK WEEK AND THE bloody Garang Guni man doesn't give a shit and blasts his horn ANYWAY totally inconsiderate and woke me up in a start to his unpleasant voice and my blankie is oh-so-comfy but I cannot go back to sleep and it is all the Guni's fault for being a horrible self-centred person I hope he gets very little papers today and realise that the majority of his clientele ARE STILL STRUGGLING IN BED WISHING HE WOULD GO AWAY OR BLOGGING EVIL BAD BLOGS ABOUT HIM I HOPE EVERYBODY DIES AND NEVER MAY I HAVE TO WAKE UP SO BLOODY EARLY AGAIN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!



-Open a School of Garang Guni Manners, anyone?-



(Yes smartass, the fact that I am unemployed and "hectic work week" is meant to be ironic so stop acting like u are so brilliant coz you spotted it.)


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Mail from an eligible man

He emailed me this:




I didn't reply. Looking at the English level, I would say, a wise decision. And why should I teach him about websites anyway? Who is he to me? *frowns*


He tried again the next day:


I ignored him again.


He doesn't get the hint:


I ignored him again.



He persisted, once again:


I am sick of seeing the same email almost everyday, and I feel it is time to stop, ay?



Perhaps a little harsh ...


Then came his reply:





If you ask me? Classic.

Men turn into ugly things when they know they cannot get you.

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