No more great hair

*Bam* One more down.

Voxy wants to clarify that our endorsement (as is Kimage) was for 3 months and not a year... They are very nice people, so stop lambasting them lar, as in, as a company I totally understand that they HAVE to do this... They also said it is not the "Malaysian bloggers'" fault that they ended the deal, though they *were* shaken by feedback. (Although the point of my blog was to say how malicious some people are, not that it's their fault in entirety)

(Hahaha!)

No no no, I'm ok, really. But! I could do with some TLC, so send me your cutest guy friend. (Or yourself, if you are somebody's cutest guy friend! In a golden box with light gold twirly ribbons! And bunny ears! I love bunny ears.)

On the other hand ... Grrr! Stop giving me moronic suggestions like I should cut down on vulgarities and stop writing about controversial topics and attacking weak people (FUCK YOU, I DIDN'T "ATTACK" THE DISABLED I SAID ONE PERSON IS RUDE, AND HE HAPPENED TO BE DISABLED!) if I want endorsement deals. Who said I'm so hard up on them anyway? Crazyass morons. I still have a Media and Comm dip that I haven't even collected, ok? At most, I get a JOB. Or a rich boyfriend. Whatever it is, it is none of your business. If there is a smarter planet around I will just blast myself there now so that I am stop reading stupid stuff all the time. (But then again my stupidity in the smart planet might cause all the aliens to blast themselves off into a smarter planet.... Hahaha)

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Before we take credibility for his words, we must first question his motives.

Courtesy of Kimberlycun

Some of the more observant of you might have realised that the Voxy banner has been taken off the site.

It can only mean one thing which will make my detractors jump for joy: The endorsement has been stopped.

I don't blame Voxy, because as Turodrique told me, in this politically correct world, no company will ever want to be seen as being politically incorrect. (With the exception of Guess endorsing Paris Hilton perhaps; sex tapes and all)

I blame, however, the malicious people who have been bombarding my companies for a personal grudge you might have against me.

There can be only two motives why people would write to my endorsers:

1) They sincerely care for the company.

2) They want to attack my income, and subsequently, me.

Anyone votes for option one? I doubt it.

To you, and especially to you, congratulations, and thanks for your concern - now one company down: Two more to go.

What have you achieved? You scream blue murder, saying that a company should never endorse anyone supposedly a bad influence for kids.

Are you really so concerned about our young Singaporeans, you Malaysians? No, it must be concern - it cannot be JEALOUSY of a Singaporean blogger making it big, can it? That is very kind of you (though I sincerely doubt your motives) - but keep in mind NOBODY IS EVER PERFECT.

Whilst I might have stood up and proclaimed that I think there is nothing wrong with using a handicapped toilet when there is no handicapped person around (and I still stand on that opinion; more about it later), keep in mind:

I am also an ambassador for non-smoking in Singapore.
I love Singapore, and I am strongly against drugs.
I have influenced innumerous teens/females to learn to stand up for themselves.
I have inspired many to start blogging and opening themselves to the world bravely.
Many tell me thank you, daily, for being the voice they never had...

AND ETC.


And who is to gauge where morality lies? Despite all the good I do or represent, is one opinion I have, enough to say I am a bad influence, overall?


Let me give you a scenario, a fictional example - IF I receive this letter:

"Dear Wendy,

My daughter is an invalid. She is 21, like you, and she has been reading your blog since 1 years ago. However, recently, she has begun to slip into depression. She begin to cry every night, and when I ask her why, she says it is because she cannot enjoy her teenage life just like many of the other girls her age can.

Reading your blog depresses her, because you look so happy in all the photos, running around with your friends and all. So here's my request, if you can kindly do it for me: Can you, please, stop posting these happy photos of yourself, so that my daughter will feel better? I am fearing she will be suicidal soon, and she is very, very precious to me."

What will you do IF you received an email like that? Ignore it, and continue posting up happy photos? Or stop being happy?


WHAT EXTENT WILL YOU GO, TO SHOW YOU CARE?

Is a person who chose the latter valid in saying the former is selfish, unkind, inconsiderate, and insensitive?


There you have it: That morality line. WHERE IS YOURS?


Do you give up your life to help the more unfortunate and be a nurse, or a missionary to a third world country? There are people who do that. How about giving up your kidney for a dying stranger? There are also people who do that. Therefore, if you don't measure up, you are evil?


I don't have to explain myself, but I know myself that my heart is in the right place. I have NEVER seen a pregnant or old person before and chose not to give up my seat. Never.

My line, perhaps, is drawn at using handicapped toilets. (Not to mention I will also choose to ignore that email should I ever get something like that, though that is unlikely) Stupid people hear something like this, and say stupid things like I am inconsiderate.

There is no need to keep emailing me to explain the plight of handicapped people: I have read enough, and I KNOW.

My reasoning for using the handicapped toilet (when there is no handicapped person around, of course), stemmed from the fact that I have been using handicapped toilets for all my life, AND I HAVE NEVER HARMED ANYONE BEFORE, LESS SEEN A HANDICAPPED PERSON AROUND.


Sure, that doesn't mean a desperately urgent handicapped person won't be around in all the future times I use a handicapped toilet, but weighing...


- My inconvenience for waiting for other toilets plus my liking for big spaces

AGAINST

- a very, very minute chance (o% in 21 years) that a very urgent handicapped person cannot knock on the door and ask me to hurry up ... I choose the former.


Everything has a tipping point, and you make your decisions everyday: Your love for eating meat, AGAINST the pain animals feel when you bloody kill them.

Let's say you choose to save the pain: Maddox (Read the article, it is seriously good) now explains that if you buy vegetables, you are knowingly assisting the accidental killing of many innocent farm animals.

So how now, brown cow? Being Vegan is as bad as eating meat. Everything is cruel, or are you just being an unrealistic asshole? Would you go as far as planting your own fields?

Oh no, as long as it inconveniences you, it is ok to commit cruelty... But people who make a different, more realistic, and yes, selfish choice --- CRUEL? UNKIND? INCONSIDERATE?

Big words you throw around, when you have no rights to do that. Who are you to talk so much?



Teaching people morals? Being the guardian angel for teens? Don't make me LAUGH.


YOU ARE THE MOST MALICIOUS OF ALL.


I have never delibrately harmed anyone before. At most, I harm them in the process of doing something else (that I did, many times, and I'm sorry). [It may be argued that they are stopping companies from endorsing me because they genuinely care about teens and not to delibrately harm my income, but don't gimme that bullshit. Teens who are free to read my blog possibly also can surf porn - why not go campaign against those websites? Surely beastiality is a worse influence than Xiaxue?!]


BUT YOU?


You tackle my income, which is not even relevant to whatever punishments I should deserve should I deserve any (which I don't, because it is not wrong to have an opinion).


What do you get in the end? Joy? Some cynical pleasure, perhaps? You happy now, my dears?

I come from a single-parent family, and money is something not easy to come by for us. My mom works very hard, and my brother is only 12. He doesn't have his own room, and I want to move to a bigger house so that he can get himself a room of his own.

I am not asking for sympathy, shove it up your smelly ass if you have any - I don't need it. I am just wondering how come people can derive happiness from others' misery. How much lower can the human race go, I sometimes wonder.

Will making me not have food to eat make you any happier?

Thinking, perhaps, that you have taught me a moral lesson? "Be more careful with your words next time Xiaxue"?

FUCK YOU.

Thank you very much, but FUCK YOU. When I want to learn morals, I will learn it from someone worthy, and most certainly NOT YOU. YOU ARE NOBODY TO TEACH ME ANYTHING. I won't even lower myself to talk to vermin like you.

When this certain man wrote his emails to Localbrand, Kimage, and Voxy, he KNEW what he was doing.

When Turodrique asked him why he was doing this (ie trying to harm my income), guess what his reply was?

"Because it always works."

(Work to what, destroy people's lives? No shit Sherlock, I almost couldn't believe your daring honesty.)

He knows, because he is a physically disabled person, he stands an advantage in everything he does and says. He knows that he is never wrong, or that people will never dare say he is...

I quote Dan Brown (Angels and Demons):

"Kohler felt repugnance for them. Not even the most elite security force in the world was immune to the pity everyone felt for cripples. Had Kohler been a healthy man, the guards would have tackled him."

I always thought that the physically handicapped will have a sense of pride even stronger than the average person, and this is something I have always admired in them. Their will to live far exceeds those physically abled, and because they constantly get unwanted pity, they are even more bent to prove themselves; prove that they can also live their lives normally, like everyone else.

But this man has proven me wrong.

Instead of picking up his pride, he exploits his disability to the fullest extent, to get things working for him; and to harm others - who are not allowed to have a different opinion from him.

Not only did he write to Voxy, Kimage, and Localbrand in an attempt to stop them from endorsing me, and hence stop my livelihood, he also CC-ed all the disabled charity organisations in his email... His purpose? I can only guess he was trying to get to the media and shame me as well.

Malice, malice, malice. Funny, he doesn't look like this sort on his website, does he?


His explanations:

Toilets for disabled persons is a right, not a privilege. A barrier free environment provides people with disabilities a better quality of life by allowing them to participate and be contributing members of society. To deprive people with disabilities these basic amenities is to infringe on their rights and dignity. Whither civil society when selfishness reigns and the needs of people with disabilities are disregarded and ignored?

A RIGHT? Since when is a accessible, clean toilet ever a RIGHT, TO ANYONE? I also don't have rights to an always clean, available toilet, ok? Neither does everyone else, so what makes YOU have that right? Excuse me, but in non-developed countries, I don't even think you have a toilet to go to, ok? It is clearly, non-arguably, a PRIVILEGE.

Jiang de nan ting yi dian, ni shi shui ya, yao ren jia tong tong do qian jiu ni? When we do, it is a privilege, and you be thankful you don't live in a poor country where abled-bodied people will trample over you if you are on their paths to food.


Enough of this issue, I'm sick of talking about it. Sick of ungrateful people demanding so much, sick of the hypocritical society all trying to ACT LIKE THEY ARE SO KIND... When actually they are all just secretly repenting for wanking to their sisters' photos.

Two final things: I have been down from nothing, and I can climb up again. So what if one, two, or three companies are afraid of endorsing a REAL human, someone with flaws? Someone with opinions?

There are so many companies out there... I'm ok. :)


And to my readers... Yes, I have heed your advice. I could have deleted that blog entry and retracted my words, but I didn't.

I wanted to, BUT I COULDN'T. How can I lie? Those were my opinions, and I still don't find anything wrong with them.

I will never compromise my editorial integrity for commercial deals.

I AM WHO I AM, SO TAKE ME AS I AM.

I DON'T GIVE A SHIT IF YOU DON'T, BECAUSE NOBODY IS ASKING YOU TO READ ME.

And because my dignity and my editorial integrity is all I have... Money can come and go; the trust my readers have cannot be retrieved back if it is ever lost.

My blogders... If you like reading me, and you like the deals that Kimage and Localbrand has given to you, do email them, and tell them I have been serving them well as an ambassador. It is not fair that they think people just dislike me when that is not true. Let them know you guys still support me. We cannot let the detractors win.

That being said, I must still state that whatever I say on my blog does not stand for my endorsers' opinions.

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I got my ass off the sofa...

AND FINALLY UPDATED THE MEDIA CENTER!!!

Took me hours man, I didn't even know I have so many of these cuttings...

Go ahead and have a look!

p/s: Some of the photos were taken with my lousier old camera, thus explaining the difference in quality. The newer entries can be clicked on, so that you can read the text if you want to. :) The older ones ... Maybe I will put the transcript in another day! HAHA... (Unlikely, though)

And yes, the photos there are not photoshopped. Most of them anyway. :D

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LOSER ME!!!

WTF?! I am at home! Alone! Smell has gone out with daddy, and Momo is... get this: ATTENDING A PARTY!

Me? At home! On the opening night of Zouk, with no one to go with!

Kel's having a sore throat, Huifen's tired, Shuyin say she no money to go out, etc etc.

On days like this I wish I had a boyfriend, or rather a fb, so that I can just hop over to his place, cuddle, have sex, watch a dvd, and maybe raid HIS fridge. Hell, I won't even mind doing a jigsaw puzzle if he had one.

BUT NO! Woe is me!!

I woke up at a freaking 5pm today, and up till now I have not eaten anything, coz I am too lazy to cook nor go out to buy food!!

I read my book (Angels and Demons by Dan Brown - absolutely fantastic) and subconsciously, I am in the kitchen. My stomach growls.

I groggily walk over to the fridge and open it. Hmmm... No food.

I look at the table: No bread.

Then I go back to my room and read again. Be it blogs, websites, or my book.

Repeat cycle about ten times. I did the half-hearted fridge search again just a few minutes ago, but no food grew, except maybe a bit of moss at the back of the fridge or something.

So now I'm blogging.

Hmmm, still hungry.

Should I cook food, or should I not? Not. Lazy. But I'm hungry.

Thus I shall gross myself out with photos of disgusting things, then I won't be hungry anymore:




































HAHAHA HOW'S THAT FOR FOOD WENDY??!!!

Bleah!!!

Feel very full now. Maybe I will go and edit some photos and put them up. Or not.

Urgh, I have articles to write, and also have to prepare, because I am giving a short 1 hour workshop to teach Elite models how to blog. I really should stop being SUCH a procrasinator. Tomorrow.

Zzzzzzzzzzzz yes I know this entry is very pointless, but hey, it's not everyday you see maggots! Imagine one in your mouth. Hell yes.

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Playing it underhand

I am being done a great injustice to.

While I cannot mention it now, it just reminds me of one incident which happened a long time ago... That, I couldn't talk about then, but I can now. :)

I was then only 19 (I think) and still rather naive and featherbrained about the business world and how cunning businessmen can be. Especially the ugly, middle-aged ones. Pui.

Then, there was this website, a rather sleazy one. They featured photos of girls. Singaporean girls. And no, there are not just one of these websites, so happy guessing which one it is! :)

So anyway, owner of the site wanted a photoshoot with me. I, of course, had my doubts about it.

He told me his site is known for being sleazy, and he wants to revamp that image of his, and that's why they will have a sort of "model for the month" thingy, of a series of photos of a chosen girl donning normal clothes.

I told him I wanted to retain photoshop rights to those pictures. It was verbally agreed on. He was also paying me like what, $300 or something? I agreed to that spastic deal, somehow, thinking well, free photoshoot by a professional photographer - why not?

We exchanged a few emails and whatever.


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Meanwhile, I was working for Today newspaper then, and my internship was going well.

I then suggested to my editor that we should run a story on sites like his...

Because there are other websites also like his, and because these other websites were not trying to be less sleazy, I actually wanted to interview him and put him in a neutral light, whilst the other websites, of course, in the bad light they deserved to be put in.

This wasn't dishonesty - I had long chats with this man (let's call him Desmond because Desmond sounds like a dirty old businessman) and I told him how girls felt about having their chao geng pictures put online. After much persuasion he agreed, and took down many photos. Well, I thought, then I won't flame him in the article.

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Later on, I realised that Desmond posted on a photo forum that he is inviting photographers to shoot me. Amatuer photographers. He posted up slots of up to 8!!! And guess what? He was CHARGING these photographers!!!

All in all, he's gonna earn like $600 from these photographers, and he was paying me $300.

WTF!?

Of course, I'm not a happy girl.

Firstly, I am highly uncomfortable with being shot by so many freaking people, and duh ... I cannot possibly photoshop all these pictures, and I wasn't comfortable with these photographers holding on to the originals. What if they hated me and just wanted to publish those accidental ugly shots?!?!

I told him I am not going ahead with the shoot anymore.

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Desmond flew into a rage. He fired emails at me, said I wasted his time (which I did), and said that HE IS GOING TO SUE ME!!!

I was like, yeah, but we agreed on the conditions of letting me have photoshop rights, and how am I supposed to photoshop so many fucking pictures?

Guess what the fucker said. Yes, you guessed it right: He said he never agreed to that, and it is a figment of my imagination.

Bloody dirty old man.

Of course, I got angry with that, and started to say many rude things to him. I must admit, being a fiery-headed teen, I lost control of my emotions.

Then I made one of the biggest mistakes of my life:

In a fit of anger, I said that I was supposed going to do an article on his kinda websites, and put him in a neutral light since he seemed like a decent man. Now that I know he is like this, no way is the article about to be nice anymore.

THAT WAS SO FUCKING STUPID OF ME. Yes, I KNOW! Editorial integrity should never be compromised, and even if it is, you NEVER, as a reporter, SAY IT OUT LOUD. Ever.

The fucker must have laughed his heart out at that sentence I wrote.



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Next day: Shouted at by the asst-editor of Today. I still remember I was working for Tiger Beer that day at some camp, and the scolding was so traumatizing I even cried.

She threatened to fire me (thus failing my internship and have it written on my certificate), and of course her impression of me dropped to the dumps when she knew I wanted to take photos for that sort of website.

Wendy, you are childish, irresponsible, and I don't care what you do outside, but do not drag the company into your fights... and more.

I caused Today so much trouble, because the fucker threatened to write to ST to sell the story, etc etc.

I was forced to write an apology email to him (cc-ed to everyone important in Today), which, truth be told, wasn't that difficult, because it felt more like I was apologizing to Today, and I indeed made such a grave mistake by dragging them into it.

That wasn't the end of my problems.

Taking advantage of my lack of law knowledge, this fucker was still trying to force me to do his photoshoot for him, or he will sue me.

I didn't sign any contracts, but that was indeed exchanged via emails.

I really couldn't sleep at all, and when I did, I fell asleep coz I was too exhausted berating myself for stupidity.

He also threatened to email my school.

Luckily for me, the sub-editor at Today, though a no-nonsense sort of woman, was also understanding and nice. After a lot of explanation on my part, she understood my plight and empathised with me, though of course in front of the fucker she had to act like she is very angry with me.

That fucker called her office like 6 times a day to harass her. God, I won't even blame her if she fired me just so she wouldn't hear Desmond's fucking voice again. But she didn't, and I am thankful.

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A few months passed, and the whole thing died down. Of course the fucker can't sue me. He can try, but what does he get in return, I wonder? Freaking $600 lost from the photographers? I throw in his fucking face also can.

Now that I think back of this, I have decided on the worst feeling in the world. I mean beside that of a loved one dying, coz that one is ultimate. But it's even worse than seeing your partner fuck your best friend.

It is the helplessness you feel when you are being threatened. Just like how this fucker held me hostage for as long as I had my internship. FUCK, I HAD TO APOLOGIZE TO HIM CAN!!!! Wah lau! And have him reply stupid fucked up things like "Please be more careful with your words in future, and blah blah blah ADVICE". Like he is so smart! CANNOT TAKE IT!!!

KNNBCCBBBBBBBBBBBB!!! If I see him now I will stab him in the face with a Tori-Q satay stick. You may ask how come I will have a Tori-Q satay stick... Well that's coz their pork with asparagus is like so freaking delicious so it is likely I am eating it when I see him.

If I don't have a satay stick I will stab him with a ... forgot it. I will randomly ask a menstruating girl around to gimme her used pad so I can slap him with it, then stuff it into his big mouth, coz it is so full of rubbish anyway.

Ah, sweet thoughts. Pity I cannot remember how the fucker looks like now, damn.

Back to the topic at hand: It is about socking someone under the belt. Dirty tricks. Threats, blackmail.

(You may say contacting Today was perfectly not underhand because I also blackmailed him about the article but take note that I wasn't blackmailing him, I was just informing him about the FACTS that I was going to write on my article have changed. And certainly, threatening to contact my school, and also write to ST about this whole story, IS blackmail.)

So yes.

Back to now. Now I have learnt my lesson. Everything down in paper - no matter how nice the person seemed at first.

And regarding these people who play such underhand tricks: I look down on you.

Especially the person who has been making use of his ... might I say ... weakness... to exploit the maximum amount of charity and give me one big fucking stab in the back.

LOSER.

You want to fight, you fight like a man, and don't go snooping around trying ways and means to harm me... And best of all, act like you are the demure damsel in distress after it all! You are by no means so innocent yourself.

Who are you to teach morals, when you are this malicious and underhand? You are no better than me. No wait, at least I never tried to delibrately harm anyone. (At most I harmed them along the way of doing something else.) You did.

FUCK YOU, UNDERSTAND? Go ahead, do your very best: Let's see how far you can go.

I'm still here, waiting.

(I am not going to accept comments for this blog entry. I am sick of reading how fucking STUPID Singaporeans can be. They can be so stupid, I never fail to be surprised. Just for example: People are like still trying to imitate me on the comments board, saying stupid things like "I am Xiaxue and my vagina is huge".

When they click on publish, the sign on top says "YOUR COMMENT IS BEING MODERATED". Yet, again they write, LONG LONG COMMENTS, like 3 or 4 of them. All imitating me. And they expect I will publish it? WHAT IS THEIR POINT? You imitate me for only me to see?!

OMG people are so fucking stupid, all of the time. IT ANNOYS ME TO DEATH. Why am I bothering to explain myself to stupid people, WHY?!??! I bet, even though it is clearly written here I won't accept comments, I will still get people trying to write comments anyway. Good lord, people are so stupid. Either I exploit that, or I get angered by that. I shall exploit that, and start a religion tomorrow. You won't be allowed to insult my religion for that is sedition, and you have to pay me 42% of your salary. Why 42? Because it is the the magic, holy number. And yeah, it's hell a lot.)

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My first podcast!

It's about the previous entry so you should hear it...

Here!

I was rambling on, especially towards the end!!! Paiseh ah, my virgin podcast... :)

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I am hungrrrrrry

I feel very poor thing coz I haven't eaten the whole day!! And there is nothing at home to eat except Maggi Mee, which, believe it or not, I feel too lazy too cook. HAHAHA!

Maybe Momo will buy some things back.

Speaking of Momo, that day, she brought didi (Chinese for younger brother - I shall no longer call him Smelly here anymore because you people keep calling him that and I only I CAN CALL HIM THAT!) and I to eat at some restaurant at Ginza.

My brother went to the toilet, and he said that he was behind walking behind this man who also wanted to use the loo.

The man stopped at the handicapped toilet instead of the normal male toilet, because well...

1) it is nearer afterall
2) maybe he shares my love for handicapped toilets because they are so freaking spacious and usually has your own mirror and wash basin! Coolness!

He was really damn fucking suay coz he pulled open the toilet door, and, believe it or not, there was really a handicapped person inside.

A male handicapped person, who was using the toilet.

I don't know what the fuck is this person's problem, but he shouted at the innocent man who opened his door:

"You come inside here for what, you are not even handicapped!" and etc scoldings.

Woah, woah! HOLD ON DUDE. You mean only handicapped people can use handicapped toilets?

Didi was smiling away and telling his story as if it is very funny (which it is lar, if your point is to laugh at that suay man), but I was really quite pissed off because this is the second time I heard a story about handicapped people scolding others for using their toilets.

Another one was my friend who was using a cineleisure handicapped toilet... When he walked out, he was severely lectured by a man who was wheel-chair bound, the latter chiding him for making him (latter) wait.

I don't know if it is the same grumpy, crazy person who did these two scoldings, but if it is not, then it seems a little too much of a coincidence.

When I expressed that this siao-eh (as an individual) was ridiculously unreasonable, my brother said, "No, the man shouldn't have used the handicapped toilet what, it says on the door that it is for the handicapped."

How come people have this notion that only the disabled can use facilities for the disabled?

*Roll eyes*

So tell me ... our government spent millions of taxpayers' money to build so many facilities for the physically disabled, and only they are allowed to use it?

Oh, excuse me for going down the slope instead of the stairs, will you? I shouldn't have. MRT lifts - don't use it, cannot use it. Use the escalator instead.

WTF is this?

Sure, if I SEE that you are physically disabled, and you need to use the handicapped toilet, then yes, obviously I will let you use it and go use a normal toilet.

But the man my brother saw didn't even know there was a person inside! And if you didn't lock your own bloody door, it's your problem and stop scolding others for your freaking mistake!

As far as I am concerned, you have a physical disability - and that is where you have a disadvantage. Your bladder is working fine isn't it? So you wait, just like normal people do, when there is a queue for the toilet. The rest of us queue up to use a toilet - I don't see why the disabled should be any different.

Don't even go near the issue of handicapped parking lots. That is different, because waiting for a parking lot is not a matter of 2 minutes.

Pissed with unreasonable people. What pisses me off more is when the society at large condones bad behavior when it comes from supposedly piteous people. So what, handicapped have the rights to be unreasonable meh? If I ever break my leg (choy!) I think I shall use my crutch to anyhow whack anyone who comes near my MRT lift.

When some person says I am being violent, I cry and say he is bullying a cripple, then everyone will automatically be on my side.

So speaking of public transport ah... (got mood to blog coz the weather very nice, haha!)

Yesterday I had a most traumatizing experience. I was trapped in a taxi with a freaking cockroach!!!!!!!!!!!

IMAGINE THAT!

I was just happily cruising along, then I realised something scurrying along beside me... BLOODY COCKROACH!!! COMING MY WAY!

Wah lau!!! It was not a nymph, but not an adult one either - just right smack middle-sized, so it was not as bad as an adult one. It was a repulsive shade of shiny light brown, and running towards me in what it obviously thought was a cute manner.

FUCK OFF, YOU UGLY, UGLY THING!!!

I really shudder to think if it could fly, omg.

I made a sudden movement to move away from it (taxi driver got shocked), and guess what I did?

By instinct, I grabbed the bottle of milk tea I bought from 7/11, and SWEPT IT AWAY!!

*palm forehead*

WHY I ALWAYS SO STUPID?! I could have killed it if I just smacked it with the bottle (which I can toss out of the window later), but no, I swept it away!

Naturally, the cockroach went missing, and there I was, balling myself up into the tiniest bit possible, so that the cockroach has a lesser chance of crawling onto me.

I swear, it was the most uncomfortable 10 minutes I ever endured.

Once I reached Orchard, I immediately got off and walked a good 15 minutes to my destination.

Claustrophobia is not very eerie. It is being trapped inside an enclosed place with something scary that is far worse!!

Now I'll never fall asleep in a cab, ever again.

Anyway, photos photos!!

When I met Kel, Vyasa, Tim and Russell... The boys wanted to play pool.


Recently I keep trying to take photos with a depth of field.
Isn't it so cool, my bracelet sharp, and the guys playing pool blur?


I had a super good hair day!!!


So I took many photos~!


Yay! I bought grey contacts. :)


I think Kel looks very good when he has only one eye.


What do you mean it's obvious I am pretending? Nonsense.


I look stupid in this photo, but I'm putting it up coz my hair looks TERRIFIC!


Vyasa is trying to call me coz my hair looks so fantabulous.


Tim's sexy butt


Yeah I know the lashes are very messy. Oh well.


Lovely blood coloured toes! The colour is "Little Red Dot" from Voxy. :D


Still shooting photos of myself... Sigh, I'm hopeless.


Russell is very angry coz he says he looks like he has a bald spot, when he actually does not!
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GRRRR!


KTV at Weili's country club!!!


Trying to act stylo...


Very boh liao!


Shuyin says she loves you.

Then we started to go a bit crazy... Weili's mom (we were singing with his kind parents who invited us to "test the new karaoke system" in the club) say we were very terrible coz other people were singing then we keep laughing and taking boh liao pictures...

Shuyin is siao. She likes to smell people...


She likes my hair coz she says it reminds her of sunflowers.


But Weili's armpit is really pungent... Ke lian...


Weili flashed at me!!!!!!!!!!!


"Why so pointy one?!?!"

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Shuyin flash better than Weili... I like!


Introducing the flashers.



Smelling people again!!!!




Got dimple so what? I also have...







*SQUEEZE*










BOH LEH...



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HAOLIAN!! I drive home then you know...





















hahaha!





Ok, end of blog entry!!!

p/s: Because this entry contains controversial material, I will moderate comments. I don't want people to distort my words, nor baselessly go on attacking handicapped people and have me take the blame for instigating it. Take note that I wasn't criticising the disabled - I was only talking about those two people, as individuals. For all I know, they may have just broken a leg and are not permenantly disabled.

You can yak about how Xiaxue does not allow bad comments etc, but I think you are just being dense.

Let me give you an analogy: If you come to my face and say "You are a whore!" should I just smile and let you continue saying it? NO. I'll possibly slap you. The same reason applies - I don't see why I should allow pointless comments just insulting me to be written here on my blog for others to see it. Just doesn't make sense to me.

If you have constructive criticism though, go ahead and write it, I promise to publish it.

And yes, from today onwards I will occasionally turn off and on the moderating. I won't say when, because basically it won't affect good-willed people, and it will deter trolls and spammers. Good day!

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