Singtel Blog Competition, dated 2 April 2004



Let's just say I got very touched by an email written by a reader, so I'm feeling particularly HAPPY!!



Yaaay happy blogger!!!



To everyone who has made snide comments about me, telling me I'm an attention-seeking whore who writes non-funny (why did you even decide its not funny if you never for a moment thought its funny??) blog entries:



Heres what I will say to you:



Click here to be pleasantly surprised.



Well well well... So crude. But apt anyway.



My point is this. I'm not your typical girl who will break down and cry. Some of these people who hide behind their internet nicks (HUMCHEE AH?) to flame me might be supporters of the other dreamdates, or simply new readers, so perhaps you guys don't know me well enough.



YOU CANNOT GET ME DOWN. No matter what you say, I possibly have heard it a million times before already. Fat? Been there. Ugly? Yeah so? Attention-seeking? I don't even see whats wrong. Whore? Wheres your creativity? Slut? Surely you can do better.



I'm still here, strong and unwavering.



I have my blog ongoing for a full year this April 17. Let's just have an early birthday entry for my blog shall we?



From checking blogger out, to writing my first blog entry. I learnt, step by step, shamelessly asking people, to customise my blog. I learnt HTML, so frustrated with it, that I nearly decided to just leave it as the default blue blog template.



I learnt how to edit my pictures. I checked out different websites for picture hosting, and slowly, I added comments links. A scrolling marquee. A tag board.



From basic default blue, to a bright pink background. Then a snowflake background with me holding my cybershot. Then it was red. The picture was a full shot of me. After which its pink, its current skin. Everything by myself.



I set up a friendster account for my blog readers. By today, it is full with 500 readers, with over a hundred testimonials.



All these hard work, all by myself. It is not easy. And for who do I do this for, besides the love of blogging?



My readers.



The 3rd day my blog was up, people are already spreading my links, people whom I don't know.



I put in a web counter on May 18, and by May 24, it hit 100. By July 06, it hit 10,000, and to date, its 294,702 and counting.



No nude photos. No bikinis or bras either. And surely its agreed, I'm not very pretty. So what could be attracting these people?



People simply do not come back for more and more bad things. Or maybe some do, I don't know.



I have gone through the good. I've got plenty of fan mails (500 + including some from readers from California, Germany and Australia), a radio interview, won a blog contest, and now I'm one of the finalists for another blogging contest.



Laced with the good is the bad - LOADS of people critisizing. Suddenly, I get people calling me a slut when I didn't do anything. At its utmost downturn, my blog was discussed in sleazy forums. The men there are not longer crazy individuals by themselves, but a big group against me. Just me alone.



I thought of ending my blog altogether numerous times.



Yes, I cried. But I am only human.



Thankfully, I wasn't alone. My readers were with me.



My love-life. Blog readers saw me grow. From Eddy.. To Adryan... Bernard, then Jeremy. And then to them all suddenly getting attached.



My family breaking up.



My career. From a poly student, to my silly part-time jobs in banqueting, Tiger Beer, and now, I'm a journalist.



My relationships with my friends, and daily rants about public transport, and my change in character as I grow up one more year. My readers saw it all as I blog my heart out openly to the public.



Here I am, exposing my most vulnerable secrets, yet there are people who take advantage of it. People who tell me I should examine my character, because even my best friend hates me - when XF and I quarrelled. People who tell me I should think about why my parents are getting divorced - it must be because I'm a bad daughter.



BUT I HAVE SURVIVED IT ALL. I cried, I was dejected, I was shaken. But I didn't sit there and mope. I picked myself up.



And looking back, it has only aided me to become a stronger person. Now, people can try putting me down, sure. They can try, but they would never succeed.



Because for every one of you out there who dislikes me, there are 3 people who would be really upset if I gave up blogging. B



ecause I have faith in myself. I know I'm not doing anything wrong.



Because of the time, efforts, and pain I have put into maintaining this blog (not this one but the blogspot one). My blog is my blood and sweat, and also my pride and joy.



I will never give it up.



An early happy birthday to Xiaxue' blog.



*Sing to the song of Stronger by Britney*

But I am stronger, than yesterday...



p/s: Actually I want to write about some funny thing one but I got a little carried away. Hahaha...

Singtel Blog Competition, dated 2 April 2004





HAPPY APRIL'S FOOL!!















Siao ah you all! I love blogging and I will never stop!! I thought I said this long ago. I'm not trying to garner votes la I already said don't vote. Ok its supposed to be funny, seems that only some found it slightly amusing.



Don't need to say such hurting things mah... I actually planned to say its an April's Fool joke yesterday at 1 am but guess what??! Dreamd8's site was DOWN!!! So cannot blog to clarify, can only do so today lor.



I know you all have been voting la, my dear blogders!!! I love you ALL (including sun, cr, reminisce etc) whether you love me or hate me, coz the worst thing that can happen to a writer is that no one reads his works, right??



Cheer up k k?



Meanwhile, I suspect someone else is playing a very serious April's Fool Day joke.



If you are an ardent Maddox fan, you would possibly be fcuking horrified.



WHAT HAPPENED TO THE BLACK BACKGROUND?? THE EVIL PIRATE FACE?!! Why is it so cutesy now!!! I'm so traumatized!! I hope its a joke. It must be.



MADDOX IF YOU SEE THIS.... PLEASE COME BACK.... I MISS YOU ALREADY.



Cheerios guys! Blog more tonight.



p/s: Horrors of horrors, I'm covering this year's NKF event and I got absolutely nothing good to say about it. Besides, there is Miss Holy Ho (yeow sun) performing. Typical I would say. Give the woman a charity event and she would come. Fantastic PR skills? Marketing strategy? You bet.



Please tell me what good angle I can use to cover it. Damn.

Singtel Blog Competition, dated 1 April 2004



Seriously, why am I even in this competition? The dreamd8 people dislike me. I know a lot of readers dislike me too. Everywhere, people are saying I'm a slut/whore/bitch. I DON'T HAVE TO GO THROUGH ALL THESE. Its all my own fault.



Whats wrong with blogging in my style? Yes I'm frank and opininated. Whats wrong with airing my views? Why should I mince words to make people happy? Why must people pick on me, like saying I'm ugly, saying my English sucks, etc?



I have feelings too, and I'm sick and tired. I have 3,000 readers (per day), my friendster blog account is full (that makes it 500), I have more than 300 emails in my mailing list, yet so little are voting. I do my best to blog to make people laugh, yet, my votes are far far less than the top person. WHY? JUST COZ SHE'S SWEET AND NICE?



Is everyone really here to take, and not give back any?



Then I shall stop giving too.



All I ask for is a 20c support. 3000 readers and I can't believe I am behind some people who has possibly much less readers.



I will not blog anymore. I'm so sickened by this whole thing. I hate the insults; my ego is only that strong. I don't need to go through all these trauma. I will be stopping to blog entirely. Blogspot wouldn't be recovered as well.



Don't send me emails, I will not read them.



If you want to say anything, leave a comment instead. If you are a reader, I want to know.. how come you didn't support me?



Bye you all. Tomorrow, I will delete my whole blog. There is no need to vote anymore. I'm sorry if you already did.



There's nothing you can do to change my mind, so don't try.

Singtel Blog Competition, dated 1 April 2004



I was browsing through the MSN site for a new profile picture because in the office com I don't have my real photos anyway.



AND THEN I FOUND IT.



It is a gem.





Its damn funny. I love it.













Isn't the ostrich so funny looking? I cannot stand it. WA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA...



I'm an ostrich!!! ee ee!!



If you don't get whats so funny and you think I'm mad, I think you didn't get a close enough look of the ostrich. I mean seriously. Look at it.



























































































WA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA!!!!



Benjamin is a frog.







Hahahaha!

Singtel Blog Competition, dated 30 March 2004



I am too mean.





I vow to be nicer.

I vow to be nicer.

I vow to be nicer.

I vow to be nicer.

I vow to be nicer.

I vow to be nicer.

I shall not say Benjamin is ugly anymore.

Even Edwin Yeo is not ugly. He is not a ti ko pek. It is normal for guys to fantasize about Shu Qi and not notice her eyes are too far apart.

Shu Qi's eyes are not far apart.

The Miss Sg Universe contestants are good looking and no, they don't have langga face.

Aesvalone is one of the most sincere people I know.

I vow to be nicer.

I vow to be nicer.

Everyone is beautiful in their, erm, own way.

I vow to be nicer.

There must be a good side to that priest who embezzled money. I'm sure he didn't commit pederasty for one.

I vow to be nicer.

Michael Jackson is innocent, can you all stop hounding on him?

Moses Lim is not fat. He is the right weight and we are all over-thin.

No one is ugly.

No one is fat.

No one looks siao.

I vow to be nicer.

I vow to be nicer.

I vow to be nicer.

I vow to be nicer.

I will not shout at insurance sellers at Jurong East.

I vow to be nicer.

I vow to be nicer.

I shall not scold people who try to get into my pants. Instead, I shall be honoured.

I will not look down on stupid people anymore.

I will not laugh at people who accidentally spit food.

I will not laugh at people who have veggies stuck in their teeth and smile widely.

I will not laugh at small penises. (actually its time to cry)

I will not laugh when people fall down.

I will not laugh at my editor who accidentally got stung by a bee.



SHE LOOKS LIKE A FLOWER BUT SHE STINGS LIKE A BEE!!! WA HA HA HA HA HA OK stop.



I will stop asking gays whether they are the poker or pokee, because its rude.

I shall stop littering, or kicking little furry animals.

Babies who wail on the MRT ought not to be thrown out of the window.

I shall stop throwing things at people when they don't listen to me, because the objects might have feelings.

I vow to be nicer.

I vow to be nicer.

I vow to be nicer.

I will return wallets and handphones if I find them.

I will donate to this year's NFK event and sincerely tear when they relate sad stories.

I vow to be nicer.

I vow to be nicer.

I vow to be nicer.

City Harvest people do not mean to irritate people.

Michelle Saram is not acting cute but is truely cute.

I shall say "I am neutral" to every other issue that might have controversy. ie: Do you think I'm fat? I'm neutral.

I vow to be nicer.

I vow to be nicer.

I shall stop giving that smirking look when people ask me, "Hey, do you blog?" (DO I BLOG?! DO I BLOG?)

I vow to be nicer.

I shall rebond my hair, wear less make up, and wear more clothes to remove the slut image.

I will donate the US$5,000 (shld I win) to a charity of my choice. I think it will be PBA (Poor Bloggers Association).

I vow to be nicer.

I vow to be nicer.

I vow to be nicer.

I vow to be nicer.

I vow to be nicer.

I vow to be nicer.

I vow to be nicer.

I vow to be nicer.



Because you see... Being nice gives you more votes. PLUS its for my own good of course. A little bit of self-reflection is good for everyone.



Hey I'm sincere ok!! Bit of a mean streak lately. I shall be nicer. =D Besides,

I'll never know whether Supra is another Shuyin (read previous entries to understand). That will be quite freaky. = /

Singtel Blog Competition, dated 28 March 2004



Just in time to further prove that I'm a evil bitch after the last OH-SO-MEAN entry. I took the Dante's Inferno Test. Three times in fact, with the exact same conclusion anyway:



The Dante's Inferno Test has banished you to the Eigth Level of Hell - the Malebolge!
Here is how you matched up against all the levels:

Level	Score
Purgatory (Repenting Believers)	Very Low
Level 1 - Limbo (Virtuous Non-Believers)	Very Low
Level 2 (Lustful)	Very High
Level 3 (Gluttonous)	High
Level 4 (Prodigal and Avaricious)	Very High
Level 5 (Wrathful and Gloomy)	Very High
Level 6 - The City of Dis (Heretics)	Very High
Level 7 (Violent)	High
Level 8- the Malebolge (Fraudulent, Malicious, Panderers)	Very High
Level 9 - Cocytus (Treacherous)	Moderate

Take the Dante's Inferno Test



Alright so I cheated on someone before. I think money buys luxeries, which I love. And I agree some people just deserve to die. And I think religion is fiction. And I believe in fortune tellers (sometimes, if they look scary enough). The list goes on.



But I don't need I should be banish to the 8th level right? Very kua zhang.

Singtel Blog Competition, dated 28 March 2004



Apparently if you only fcuk models you are called a MODELISER.



How cool is that?



"Hi, I'm Xiaxue, and I'm a modelizer."



But it sounds wrong.



See if you only fcuk dead people you are called a necrophile.



If you fcuk only children you are a paedophile.



So if you only do models, you are possibly called a modelphile, right?



I'm a elfiliser, I've been fantasizing about shagging Legolas on a nice viney bed for a long time already. Hey wait I wouldn't do Elrond, so I'm a legolasiliser.



How cool is that?!



Since you people are so in love with me, you peeps are possibly bloggerilisers right?!

(ie people who only fcuk bloggers)