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Silly Turodrique finally have done up online-stores for Localbrand's newest collections lar!!
We have all been pestering him for the longest time but he was just murking around until now... centuries later ... it is finally done up!
Good on you T! *thumps Turodrique on the back*
Well, good things come in small packages, so check out the 4 new designs! Only 3 are for sale actually. 147? You have to figure out for yourself what that number signifies.
This naturally signifies that we have a new photoshoot!
I love the photos! Photographer is Gary James Ng, Turodrique's friend, and his email is donotcullcats@yahoo.com, if you want his services.
At first Turodrique was taking the photos himself, and they turned out quite horrid. Background bright, face dark, etc problems... I TOLD YOU YOU SHOULD GIVE UP PHOTOGRAPHY ALREADY T!! Stick to designing!
So nice right? I love SLRs! Go have a look at what Turodrique did with the photos... I like his ideas - he said that even without my full face people recognise that smile.
Awww! So sweet. (Of course, having the whole face there will also distract from the t-shirt designs, and we don't want that. =D)
Turodrique is also looking for new local designers, so do email him or something, if you want to have your own line of tees!
New season!
IT Geek says:
hey gorgeoussssssssssss
Xiaxue says:
yo
Xiaxue says:
what u doing sia
IT Geek says:
rushing my assignments!
Xiaxue says:
so ke lian
IT Geek says:
hey, Shrek* told me tt mica's monitoring ur site lei
Xiaxue says:
is it
Xiaxue says:
lol
Xiaxue says:
for what
IT Geek says:
someone baotoe abt u! say u used the words 'PIG', and '***** fucker' in one sentence..
IT Geek says:
u better b careful..
Xiaxue says:
so what man, big deal
Xiaxue says:
they can convict me for that stupid statement? it is ridiculous!
IT Geek says:
cuz 2 guys r on a 10k bail for calling malays ****
Xiaxue says:
i know
IT Geek says:
so u better b careful la..
Xiaxue says:
hao ba
Xiaxue says:
i shall change pig to giraffe. Guess it's ok to throw giraffes at people but not pigs.
IT Geek says:
...
IT Geek says:
dun make any racist comments la
Xiaxue says:
i didnt leh
IT Geek says:
since mica is alrdy monitoring u
Xiaxue says:
i just said i wanted to throw a pig at that guy
Xiaxue says:
if i had a pig with me
IT Geek says:
they v sensitive abt such things wan.. the gov, i mean.
Xiaxue says:
yeha i know...
IT Geek says:
so b careful la!
IT Geek says:
so gorgeous go jail later kenna les rape.
Xiaxue says:
!!!
Xiaxue says:
no one has a sense of humour nowadays leh. Everything they also take so seriously! Have a pinch of salt lah!
Xiaxue says:
i dont think i sounded racist, it was obviously only against that particular person, not the entire race what! DUH, even an idiot can see that.
IT Geek says:
dun care abt 'no one', its more serious tt the gov has no sense of humour. zilch.
Xiaxue says:
true
IT Geek says:
but u shldn't hv mentioned like 'pig' n the person's race la..
IT Geek says:
leave either out
Xiaxue says:
i wanted something smelly to throw at him mah
Xiaxue says:
guess a giraffe will have to do
IT Geek says:
... hw abt a dustbin or rotten sausage?
Xiaxue says:
Sigh... All this emphasis on race is only going to make it more stressful and chaotic than ever. As kids, remember we always poke fun at each other's races and no one minds? Now I think they play "bayi what colour" also will kena arrested.
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Erm, hello you Mica people, I am not racist okie?! I am totally for Singapore being a racially harmonious place! -_- It is ridiculous to say I am racist when obviously I have Malay (albeit half) friends like Idris. Though not many lar, because I came from a Chinese school what...
I heart Aaron Aziz.
How to be racist towards someone so cute leh?
I do have to admit that I am a aesthetist though! I secretly discriminate against ugly people. Sometimes, I wear a plastic bag on my head (to hide my identity) and try to lynch them, but I realised I cannot see them when I have that bag on, because I only see the interior of the plastic bag. Oh and smelly people. Smellist I am! Sometimes, when I didn't bathe for, like, 12 days, I also turn smelly, and I discriminate against myself.
If I can, I will also throw things at them, like a plastic surgeon, or an air freshener tube, ya know. But I guess it is ok, to discriminate other things, just because it is not as defined as race. Personally, I think Brad Pitt is really ugly, and I discriminate him whenever I can.
I'm sure some of you agree. Cmon! Just because he is blonde, with deep-set sexy eyes and a sharp nose with perfect teeth in a perfect smile, complete with a tight jawline and two dimples with muscles that look like they are sculpted on doesn't necessarily mean he is good looking, ok?
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September 11
Poor Weili. On the big day he turns 21, other people all around the whole are mourning for the victims of that horrible plane crash.
In fact, when he mass-smsed me to tell me about the details for his party and also requested for me to RSVP, I replied that I am not free that day as I had to mope around the whole day in respect for the victims of the 911.
He didn't reply me.
But of course, since Weili was so freaking nice to Shuyin and I on our birthdays (Chopping smelly fish with a blunt knife despite having exams the next day; woke up at 9am to make jelly and made beautiful card plus buy lovely presents), we decided to be nice to him too. Because we love him, chaotah face and all.
Thus we decided on giving him a threesome involving our lovely bodies and some whipped cream.
However, Kenny Sia overheard our discussion, and said loudly he would like to participate too and will kindly provide the said whipped cream if we need him to.
Shuyin and I looked at each other, changed the topic with haste, and quickly walked away from Kenny.
Of course, that didn't happen because not only does Weili look like the sort who secretly has STDs (though we did hear rumours that his penis is the size of, oh stop it, I'm blushing!), Shuyin and I are pure, sweet girls who will not get involved in dirty, horrible things like mass orgies. How ghastly! Oh and plus Kenny is in Malaysia. =)
So yes, we finally agreed on doing him a banner, and we woke up at beastly hours (9am and 10am!!) to go to Clementi to get our materials.
Digressing, I would like to say that Clementi is officially the hottest place in Singapore. I HATE Mrt stations, where once you alight, there is no immediate air-conditioning. Correct me if I am wrong - I thought our country is developed *roll eyes*? I demand air-conditioning EVERYWHERE I go! Duh! *flips hair in a bimbo manner*
And since Clementi is one of these dreadful non-aircon-ed places, it is in the running for "hottest place in Singapore". Ang Mo Kio comes close second, and so does Bukit Gombak, but nobody cares about Bukit Gombak because nobody goes there unless you are the xiao guilin ghost and as far as I know ghosts do not take trains.
Actually I think AMK is hotter. Toa Payoh used to be very hot too, then they wisened up and aircon-ed the whole damn place. What CFCs? Who cares? I am the center of the world!
Sorry, big digression. I need sleep, because I think I have a date tomorrow. =)
So yes, we bought our banner cloth (settling for dark brown) at a cheap $3.30 (price is inversely proportional to hotness of location, I found out), and also banner paints and brushes.
We were ready to go after settling our design, which is the damn gorilla on Weili's blog, holding a birthday key. Cheesy I know, but what to do, must be personalised what.
Cloudy kept sleeping on our banner cloth so we poured excess paint over him and chopped off his limbs to be placed at City Hall (or Bugis, we haven't decided) because Orchard is overrated.
Shuyin wears my NCC tee and does expert measurements. Alright yes yes my brother is on a giant banana. I saw it. I am trying to ignore it, and you HAVE to remind me. Or moon. Whatever, ok? Just leave it. I said leave it already!
What! Cannot wear a shower cap is it? Well, my hair is very long, unlike yours! So it is VERY possible it will fall into paint or something! And surely that is not good, at all!
So yes, I do the words and the key, and SY does the gorilla. Yeah yeah laugh at the cap. It's possibly classier than YOURS, because your cheapo cap is stolen from a hotel, and mine is $4.40 from Guardian, with a double layer and purple flowers, ok?!
That aside, aren't SY and I talented?
We move the banner outside, and lace it with newspapers.
Painting commences.
I would like to point out, that the damn ape's chest is supposed to be dark brown, and SY's first brush stroke was to colour it cream. WRONG! Silly woman.
Mei bu mei?!
We are almost done now!! Only left the outlining to be done, and...
VOILA!!!
I KNOW! Isn't it just GORGEOUS?!
Then we called Weili, and wanted to surprise him by appearing at his place at 12midnight to give him the banner, but he was supposed to be out singing KTV with his family....
We felt so bummed, we just sat around for whole minutes in silence, totally exhausted, and very disappointed coz we were so enthusiastic about the banner, and yet he couldn't meet us... We painted from 3pm till 11pm!
So in the end, I called him and whined and whined (because SY is not the sort who will whine), and Weili skipped KTV and went home!!
He didn't cry when he saw the banner. DAMMIT WEILI U UNGRATEFUL PRICK!
Next morning... The two siao kias woke up at 10am while I slept on, as usual.
When I got up at 2pm, they were happily playing Google Earth:
Very fun leh! Just keep zooming in, and you can find your own house! So scary!
Yes, also, may I direct you to the top right hand corner of the picture where you see a certain reflection of a pair of legs? When Shuyin saw that, I really couldn't stop laughing.
Weili is very nice to us coz he is obligated to!
Awww! Is that birthday Mee Sua cooked for me?!
It is, it is! So nice. *gobble* Six meatballs!
I have no idea how Shuyin managed to take such an incriminating shot! Weili was adjusting his pants or something, and I was telling him a story involving pelvis or pants, so my hands were where they were, trying to prove a point... and she snapped.
You know what it looks like. But it is not what it looks like!
We reach Weili's auntie's condo...
BLOODY RIBBONS!
I have enough of ribbons! BLUE ribbons! We had to...
tie 96 ribbons last night on these goodie bags (though admittedly Weili and Shuyin did most of the work), and now we have to curl the ribbons for decoration!
At least my gaudy golden VIP Partyworld card works well.
Weili loves his ribbons.
6pm, and guests start to arrive! The theme is "oriental", and of course, Sy, Wanyi and I were game enough to wear damn cheongsams for silly Weili... That SY even went to specially BUY one... -_-
He made us do reception-ing... =(
Chio chio chio!
Tricia (playing with my phone) and her sister Megan! Aren't Weili's cousins so cute!! I like them a LOTTTT! They are very sweet, and so helpful! Sigh, I also want to have daughters like that in future, haha...
Weili also changed into his "long pao" (Dragon robes) so I couldn't resist ...
Hahaha! Don't really look like the classic shots. Guess it needs to be sepia!
With Louisa and June (Ho).
The group of us kept hogging the KTV...
I mean, of course there are other friends of Weili there too, but I shall not post their photos, because well, there will always be people with absurd privacy issues and whatever... Bah!
Rat baby!
21 red eggs! AREN'T THEY SO FREAKING CUTE?! Weili's dad drew these (with the exception of the god-awful purple flower which I drew while eating mee sua) and I totally love them!
Look, there's a diving mouse, a blind mouse, two geeky mice, and even a mouse shitting!
Damn cute.
Group photo! I felt a bit out of place; the rest were all from Chung Cheng... -_-
And finally...
Happy birthday lah handsome!!
I am back
And from now on, EVERYONE can leave comments. At least, we'll give that a test and see how it goes.
I highly doubt I will read the comments myself, so feel free to troll, as I know many low-lives will. From today onwards, I shall be oblivious to the blogging world. Taking a leaf out of Rockson's books. =)
I've had fun these few days, attending birthday parties of my two close friends, and given much thought to this whole blogging business.
I've also read over 200 emails from my readers, and there were some really nice ones. Thanks ya all, really made my day sometimes.=)
Well, here's my new strategy:
What people write about me affects me, and I cannot stop people from talking, but I can stop myself from listening.
That is not to say I won't listen to advice, but advice should only be accepted when it comes from a worthy person. How worthy a person is of being listened to is difficult to gauge in the internet world, so I think, thanks but no thanks - I will survive on my own, and on my friend's opinions. I get so many suggestions everyday, that if I listened to them all I'd have been this scary ever-changing person without a stand in anything.
I will not let these detractors stop me from doing that I love, and I will try not to get myself so involved in the blogging world so much. The blogosphere sucks - everyone is taking advantage of anonymity to do totally irresponsible things.
I will go back to blogging about my life like when I first started blogging, when my readers read about Wendy Cheng And Her Crazy Thoughts, not Xiaxue the Defensive Blogger. Whatever you say, go ahead, because Xiaxue will not be affected (I shall shut off automatically when I see hatemail) - and the show goes on.
No more blogging about blogging. I shall no longer defend my actions - and it is not my problem when people misinterpret what I am writing about. Why do I have to spend so much time explaining myself? Stupid people get things wrong ALL THE TIME, and it bores the smart to read explanations. I don't get paid to slowly explain things to them idiots, especially when they are so determined to see it their way. Meanwhile, the smart readers will know I am entitled to my opinions even if they don't agree with me, and these are the people that matters, no?
If anyone thinks I am lying about being hacked, being molested, or being on hiatus for attention, or any other ridiculous thing, go ahead, because my conscience is clear.
Take note, that there will always be people who will be imitating me, or using "xiaxue" to leave comments elsewhere. (Do that, and you get your ip banned!) When that happens, keep in mind that IT IS NOT ME. Because from today onwards I will not leave comments on other people's blogs unless it is using my authenticated blogger account.
Neither will I ever leave a comment on my haloscan comments box. If you want a response from me, I guess you have to take the trouble to send an email, though I still might not reply if I am busy! =)
Pictures from both Weili and Ghimz's birthday parties tomorrow! The pictures are so freaking many, but since I am so beautiful, it is definitely worth it for the half decade it will take to load!
Meanwhile, in case it hits you, yes Weili's birthday is on Sept 11! Wahahha
He is ultra sian when people give him the shocked look when he says his birthday, because he says he cannot help it that the Twin Towers incident happened on his 17th birthday. He was totally sian diao when he saw the news, coz he knew in the years to come whenever he says his bdae people will be all like,
"Your birthday is Sept 11?!?! THEN HOW?"
Weili, when reenacting this scene, then exploded into a chain of explextives and roared, "WHAT YOU MEAN THEN HOW, THEN LIKE THAT LAR, YOU THINK I WANT IT AH?! ROAAAAAR!"
Zhen ke lian! *pat Weili's head*
Oh, how very despicable.
I am truthfully surprised at how low some people can go. What has become of mankind - are we all innately kind like what Confucius said? I find that hard to believe.
Just a girl, blogging her views, just like so many other people. She has never slapped your mother nor set fire to your home, has she? Why the vicious attacks?
I know, my readers are telling me to be strong, to ignore, to hold my head up high.
I've been doing that for many, many long months now. And I am tired. I seriously think I am going crazy. Try having people insulting you every single day, and tell me how long you can last?
Did I already mention I hear voices whenever I write? Don't blame me for that; I used to be a very happy person.
Maybe baring my heart to the world was wrong. I thought we lived in a civilised world, where people were dignified enough to fight to my face, instead of going under the belt.
I can take shit, no problem. Go ahead, throw your insults at me. Moronic? Ugly? Inbred perhaps? Is that the best you can do?
But the attacks on my friends... The snide remarks, like these people even know me well enough to comment... the vandalism and ruining of my pictures... my brother, a 12 year old boy, being told to his face by secondary school students that his sister is a slut, while all he did was to be next-of-kin to me... people trying to spread untruths to my friends to make them angry with me... I can't even look at a person nowadays and not think that person dislikes me.
Is it fair? Why go so low? Why do you people even hate me so much?
I am sick of all these. If you people want to attack, attack me next time. Don't go so low as to attack the kind people who has warranted to be on my blog. Can't I even have friends nowadays without you people trying to get them to dislike me like you do? What is it to you that they like me?
And stop demanding for me to stop whining about these emotions I am having. It is ridiculous to ask me to ignore them when that's all I'm feeling nowadays.
Sometimes I wonder, why am I taking this shit? I think I will be much happier without blogging - except, of course, I won't have an income. Ha.
For all these, I am going to take a hiatus from blogging.
Don't email me asking me to be strong. I am strong; stronger than most people can ever imagine because they have never been in my shoes. It is just that Mr Incredible can get tired too.
Thank you, and sorry, my readers. I know many of you people love me, but please understand how I feel.
Now, I am going to go out with my friends, go gorge on food, go crazy shopping, get hugged, and basically, find my happiness back again.
How long? I don't know. Maybe if something important crops up, I will be back again. Meanwhile, any writing urges will go to the private site. =)
Till then, find someone else you like reading, and stop reading my blog if it antagonizes you. Because you being antagonized antagonizes me too.
Love,
Wendy
Because.
Because there is a first to everything, I shall hereby attempt to post an entry with only an absurd amount of photos taken in two KTV sessions and a Writer's Festival, without any words whatsoever except this small and insignificant chunk.
Actually I am just freaking lazy. WHAT? You think editing, cropping, resizing, and making the colours perfect on those photos don't need effort meh?
p/s: Thanks to all my blogders who were being so supportive. I'm ok now! I have a very ridiculously short anger span! I get upset very frequently for short bursts, then I cool off real fast. =)
Ok yeah, I cannot not say this, so the last guy is Cory Doctorow, founder of the top blog, boingboing.net. He is really ridiculously smart and knowledgable, except I can't give any examples because half the time he was talking about tech/political stuff I didn't fully comprehend, but I know enough to know he is quite the genius. The way he understands whatever you say so fast, then turns it around and ask questions; the way he sees things in a totally different light that makes people go like, "Yeah, so true! And why didn't I think of that?!" is really quite a sight to behold.
Miyagi said a conversation with him squeezed all his brain juices out. I quite agree, except I chose to hide behind my facade of dyed hair and unnatural lashes while pretending to not understand and therefore was spared the embarrassment of giving my unsubstantial opinions. Sometimes, it is good to be female. Don't know politics? Never mind that, I can cook. Read The Full Article
