SG Fairy

I'm now in hot Indonesia where I feel more stimulated, intelluctually of course.

It's amazing the sort of political discussions u can get with the movers and shakers of political Indonesia... the politicans are so open and frank, not hyprocritical like those we have in sg... dun ever believe the shit the ST gives you.... Indonesia is so different.

Anyway, I just wanted all of you to know that I am alive and well in Jakarta... rather busy moving around from one place to another, meeting important people, having exciting political discussions, taking pics with people like Gus Dur and Wiranto, stuffing my face, drinking cheap good beer, smoking away, crapping with friends... ya... very busy indeed.

I'm going to keep this short mainly coz i'm feeling so sian now, and kinda brain-dead, and hence unable to provide you with a really intelligent-sounding blog. But please dun ever forget me... I'll post pics soon, once I can find a good internet cafe with much faster connection.

Heading off back to the hotel with my friend and fellow bitch... I would have gone crazy with I didn't have ppl like her around to smoke, drink, bitch ard with.

Ta for now!

it is coming to 3 o'clock in the morning, i finished packing not too long ago, went to do something important, and now i am here... coz i'll like to think i have some faithful readers, and hence, i should at least post to keep them informed before i fly to Indonesia later.

such thick skin i have.

i'm not sure how often i can blog during the month that i am there... we'll see how it goes... i'm eager to post pics etc...

i'm not even going to begin posting about how i hugged my doggie a little tighter today, spoke to my dad on the phone, and how he prayed for me over the line, looked at my mum and think, yeah, i'll miss her... and the lovely precious time spent with Him during the day...

i'm just going to have a ciggie now, shower, and sleep...

Some stuff have happened since I last blogged.

Let's start off with SPG. That girl was in the ST on Saturday, and the New Paper on Sunday... I won't be surprised if she'll be in the Today paper next.

The thing is this: I'm feeling a little disappointed in her. On one hand there's the pathetic newspapers with nothing better to do, and on the other, there's her. I somehow feel that she has cheapened herself. If she really did not care about what others thought about her, she wouldn't have agreed to the interview with the New Paper. And for all that she has said about not telling the world her name, taking her pics down coz she doesn't want to upset her parents further... she goes and lets the New Paper take pics of her face? Geez, that's really silly.

He said that she's just riding the wave of opportunity. I see that as her degrading herself. I used to think, she has guts, she dares live the way she wants to live, be true to herself, and blah-blah-blah. But then she goes and kisses up to the media just so that maybe she can get a book deal? I'm not a navie little kid here who thinks one can go through life without kissing a single piece of ass. But I think she has gone a little too low. I don't know... maybe I just thought a little too well of her. I mean, the way I see it, if she really doesn't care about other people, she wouldn't have bothered with the news interviews. And the best thing is that in her New Paper interview, she said things like, oh you should never sleep around, I don't do such things. But geez, how many times has she gotten herself fucked just coz the dick was there? Where's the love of self?

:p And He said it like, He totally supports her. Hey, I have nothing against her posting her pics up - I might too one day if I get a nice set done. But what upsets me is the way she has, in my opinion, sold herself off to the media for a bloody book deal, modelling contract etc. If that's what you wanna do, fine; that's the way you've to work to get what you want in life sometimes. But if you're going to do that, then don't give me the shit about not wanting to upset your parents anymore, coz I'm sure they weren't overjoyed on seeing your face right smack on the front page of the New Paper.

Xiaxue blogged about SPG's tits. Those who have been blasting her about how she made fun of SPG's tits etc, seemed to have missed Xiaxue's point. At the end of the day, I think the main topic was about how men are dick-heads. See a boob, and it could be real, filled with silicone, or some boob-toy keychain you find in sex shops and men just go ga-ga. I mean, let's be honest here... SPG's body ain't Playboy material. She's a little too skinny, is probably a AA cup, and doesn't have a curvy figure. The one thing lovely about her body is that it's a female body, with boobs to squeeze, nipples to suck, and a pussy to fuck. I'm not trying to insult SPG here, don't get me wrong. The female body is a lovely sight, and SPG's body was made even nicer when coupled with the fact that she had the courage to take such pics and post them up. But she ain't like, a real WOAH! Yet guys will kick up a fuss and lose all ability to think just coz it's a naked body on display.

Let's put it this way: if I want something from a guy, I just have to flash my tits and chances are, I will get it. Fuck, I don't even have to show my boobs completely.. just press them together to emphasize the cleavage even more.

Point: guys can be such dick-heads sometimes when it comes to the naked female body.

And those blasting Xiaxue in defense of the SPG you love just coz she posted her nude pics... you might wanna try READING SPG's blog, instead of continuously wanking off to the pics you saved off her site and put up as your wallpaper.
Xiaxue did made a valid point - SPG became very very big news after the pics. But all along she had been blogging about her, some might say, scandalous sex life. But did the men get all excited about that? No. Did the ass-holes condemning tomorrow.sg's editors for permitting the SPG thread blast SPG for 'corrupting' their young minds? No. Did the papers talk about that? No.
Like I said, men can be such dick-heads sometimes.

And let me add.... I'm not condemning ALL men.

We went to the Indonesian embassy today to meet his excellency, ask political science-related questions, and then have a grand feast of fried chicken, tempe, taufu and rice. The chilli was good.

You know... I'm excited about going to Indonesia, yet at the same time... I'm thinking, geez, I'll not see home and family for a month! Haha, funny isn't it? I used to be so eager to get out of the house etc... but I suppose there is a difference b/w moving out, and going overseas. And I wun see Him for 4 weeks - though even if i wasn't going, I still wun see Him for 3 weeks, since He's off for business. It's such good timing, that we'll both be out of town during the same period. I'm gonna miss my family, my doggy, Him, my friends, home...

But hey... I'll always have them in my heart- as duh as that may sound, that's just the fact.

I'm glad to know that this bunch of students going ain't 100% pure innocence. I've identified 2 smokers so far, one of whom is going to be my room-mate.
Haha... it was kinda funny actually. We were doing the pairing up of roomies... and you know how I actually wanted a room to myself coz then I can save money and do my laundry myself and hang my clothes all around to dry (no, no underwear, since I don't wear any, just normal clothes), right? And i had already volunteered to take the single room. But then for some strange reason, when I heard this girl asking her roomie if she minded that she smoked, I thought, if she smokes too, then we might as well share a room. So now I've a smoker for a roomie.

What's even more funny.. is that I know my roomie, well, kinda, sorta. Had stumbled upon her blog through IndianStallion's and I've been checking into her blog every now and then, coz she curses and swears in her blog, but it's not like she's doing it just to prove that she can curse and swear; you know how some people have a f*** word in every sentence? She's all natural, tells it like it is, and I've always liked that sort of blog. Plus, I had been meaning to email her to ask for her tattoo contact, since i read about how she had done one cheap and good. Plus, her blog profile pic looked sooo familar, I had wondered if she was this girl I've seen around once in a blue moon in PS lectures/tutorials/exams.
I dun intend to go clubbing in Indonesia coz I'm a good little girl who listens to her worried parents' warnings not to go clubbing, especially where's there's lots of angmohs in case another Bali-style bombing happens. But that doesn't mean I'm not going to touch a drop of alcohol. I'll like to see if there's any nice pubs around where you can just sit, and drink.... hmm... you think they've ladies' nite? lol. And when I do drink, it's good to know I've company. Ha, and someone to go ciggies at duty-free with.

Oh well.

I'm going to head off to bed soon. The game plan for tomorrow is, lecture, then time with Him. And I hope I can wake up earlier tomorrow to go to the gym. I took my weight measurments just now at the doc's.... sigh.

I know it's going to make me sound like an old fart, but I've only just been recommended a site that'll freely load and host my pictures... at least I think those are the technical terms for saying, I found a site to put pics in.

So I'm now going to test it out:

That's a pic I took with Nis and Na after dinner on Thursday.

I can never understand why you'll want to take pics of shoes, unless you've a shoe fetish... but those girls were like, "let's take pics of our feet" so I went, "ok!" Herd mentality.

Can you guess which is mine?
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Black heels!

Nis got a job that doesn't require her to dress up. I wore heels coz when I woke up that morning I felt like dressing a little more formally, and so wore those heels to match, and Na had gone home to change before meeting us so was in casual wear (in ultra-short shorts, if I might add)

Now let's see if this image thing works.

Update:
I went to look at my blog size and realized the pic is too damn big, it's pushed out my left table. I'll just leave the pic as it is for now, and will re-size it when I go to His place on monday, coz He's the one with the Mac and photoshop.
But I'm glad it worked out... so I can post up pics I take in Indonesia.
Updated: 19/06/05 12.58am

Met up with Nis and Na today for dinner (my friends don't have weird names, in case you're wondering... I'm just using short-forms; besides I don't think it'll be nice to put their real names down, they deserve their privacy)

Na's boyfriend died in a road accident about 2-3 weeks before Na's exams. She was shattered. I was so worried about her during that pre-exam period coz firstly, she was depressed, I was afraid she might go do something stupid. Second, I was worried about her exams, coz hey, normal beings like us only start on the real studying during this period.

Some days ago, I think it was on Tuesday, Na suddenly smsed me, saying that she wanted to meet me for lunch, could I make it? So we did, and I found out it was pretty much a case of her suddenly plunging into a deep low and just needing someone there for her, just to spend some minutes by her side.

It is good that she's opening up, in that she's got a holiday job, she's coming out of the house. During the exam period, I was trying to get her to come out, coz it's no good to coop yourself in your room; you start entertaining silly thoughts. She had been so reluctant then.

But she was the one who brought up the thing about having dinner with Nis and I.

And it was a good dinner... she wasn't as upset as when I had met her for lunch. During lunch she had been talking quite a bit about how she was feeling etc, and every now and then she'll break down in tears. But today we laughed, talked about the old days. There was once when there was a silence, and you could see that Na was zoning out, but Nis and I quickly brought her back in.

It was after dinner that we talked a bit about Na and her bf. She was the one who asked us questions, in her attempt to clear up this particular problem she had, doubts etc. And I think that is good.. that she's coming to people now. She said one thing just now which I was very happy about. She said that she knows she should be coming out more, meeting friends etc coz if she was alone at home, she'll start upsetting herself with all those thoughts.

That's progress.

I must say it's kinda draining emotionally though. I mean, I'm very glad to help her, no complaints. And I would do whatever I can for her. But it is still draining. Like during Tuesday's lunch, I was sharing some stuff with her, to illustrate a point I was trying to make... and that means you have to dig into your heart, bring up your experiences, and feel what those experiences make you feel. And, I don't know if I'm an emotional/sentimental sort of person, but during those times when I could see the pain actually on Na's face as she talked, my heart really went out to her and sometimes I reached the stage where I wanted to cry too, together with her.

Haha... I was just wondering... you know, I'm always doing this sort of stuff for friends, comforting/advising them etc... and I must stress once again: I have no complaints. It is always such a job to know that you can be a comfort/help/support to your friends. But... how many of my friends would do that for me in return if ever I needed such help, and I did approach them for it? I'm not saying it's like a, "I do for you, so you must also do in return" kind of thing. Doing something with the expectation that you'll get something in return, that's not called help. But ya, if I ever needed help... how many would do tt?

I can think of a few now... but... haha, my life has always been like that. Help, advise, comfort others... and when I'm in need, many of them disappear, only a small number remain. But I am grateful that at least I have that number of good friends.

Human beings can be very ugly sometimes, no?

:) I am glad Na is progressing well. The path is still going to be hard for her as she learns more, discovers more about herself, realise what inner strength she really has inside herself. But I believe, she will make it.

And Na, he's going to be even more proud of you when you finally realise just what a strong beautiful creature you are.

I decided to go look at my blog site, to make sure the thingies at the left side/panel were intact, the blog looked decent etc (I am so completely new at html stuff, and will someone please teach me how to post pics up in my blog???)

And then I looked at my site meter....

I Have Entertained More Than 1100 Readers in the Past Month or So!!!!

I mean, like, geez.... this blog is soooo new lor... but somehow the meter just went up!

Btw, I chose to utilise the word 'entertained', coz I'll like to think that I'm not that boring a blogger, and that people who read my blog did not feel cheated and go "did I just have a bimbo moment there?" I think it actually it has to do with tomorrow.sg: they bring the traffic in, simple as that. People looked at that thing about my NYJC post, thought it was some scandelous thing about teachers, students and procreation, and clicked on the link coz hey, admit it, all of us are curious horny people. They probably felt cheated when they realised what the post was really about... but hey, that was probably a good thing, coz they would have now realised what idiots they are. :D

But yes, anyway... as I was saying... I hope I have not made that many people feel that they've wasted their time looking at my blog when they could be staring at puffy nipples (couldn't resist!), but that they somehow feel.... happy... relaxed.

I know it makes me sound like a stalker.. but sometimes, reading strangers' blogs can be kinda relaxing... some people write damn well, some make fun of others, some make fun of their own terrible days and make you feel better about your own, lol... I hope people enjoy what I crap about.

If not, I could always post my naked pics

Gotcha!!!!

*wink*wink*

Seriously though... I do think there's nothing wrong in taking nude pics. I can recognise sleazy porn, and i can appreciate efforts to draw attention to the beauty of the female body. Many often look at the female body and just think "nipples to suck, pussy to fuck.. ok, she's got all the basics, let's do/wank it!"

But hey... look... really look.. and try to think without your male dicks, or have your female claws out ready to rip apart the female with the guts to pose nude. The female body is one of the most beautiful creations of Mother Nature, and I am not saying it just coz I am a female, lol. I am not into woman, perfectly straight, thank you very much... but just take a look at Helmut Newton, go do a google search on him, and you'll see just how lovely his photographs are, how they celebrate womanhood. And anyone who calls his pics porn, I will tear your balls out.

I've always wanted to have my own set of nude pics.... body stretched out on a soft bed, stain sheets strategically covering the vital bits, just to tease.... my favourite has always been, female body by the window, with perhaps, just a shawl covering her shoulders, and she's looking out, as the sunlight kisses her skin.... I got very close to getting a set shot, but somehow, the time wasn't right, the money wasn't enough, and I wasn't that comfortable with the photographer anyway. But one day, I will give myself that... and maybe I'll post up a pic or two. Because I'll be proud of what I am, my beauty, and I'll want to share it.

I don't have a body like SPG... she's the skinny model type. I think I'm more the Marilyn Manroe type, as in, all curves and stuff. Hey, I wear a cup D. And to have breasts like that, you need a wide enough hip to balance things out, if not you'll look like you could topple over. I'm not all slim and stuff, but I like my curves. I like looking in the mirror, enjoying the way my breasts are shaped, the nice hourglass curve that moves down to my hips (we can always digitally remove the stretch marks from the photographs)... and I love my hair, hair that goes mid-way down my butt-crack... I love the way it falls down my back, or how it'll partially cover a breast...

And I'll love to be photographed one day. A little tribute, to myself.

How the hell did the blog get to my naked body, when I had started out talking about readership???

Hmmm.... end of the day though... I think it's not that important whether people like what they read in my blog... I won't change just coz someone doesn't like the way I type 'coz' instead of 'because'. What's more important is that I find this blog a safe haven. I mentioned before that I've another blog. That's like, ultimate haven... this is like, crap haven, for the fairy's crappy thoughts.. and yes, I do think and talk lots of crap. :P

Anyway... I'm going off to Indonesia next week for a month. I'll like to be able to post pics up on my blog while I'm away... But I don't know how to... can anyone help/advise???

I am flattered... I do like her blog... makes for an interesting read.

SPG posted up her nude pictures and the good people in tomorrow.sg are discussing it here:
http://tomorrow.sg/archives/2005/06/10/sarong_party_girl_un-saronged.html#comment

New age of blogging eh?

Having been a long-time reader of SPG, I wasn't all that surprised that she posted those pics, though I must say, it was a tad silly on her part to do so. It wasn't like she was doing it just to prove to the local SG boys that she's not some fat slob demeaning their abilities to be men - she just did it coz she wanted to.
BUT... The only silly bit is... coz SPG is so famous for being, well, who she is, it is so easy to find her through google. And I've seen her facial pic online somewhere (not telling!), and, by chance, have met her in person. It was at a huge party, and my partner, being a male (lol) nudged me and went, "Isn't that girl SPG? The face looks very similar." I wasn't 100% sure, coz hey, I don't go around memorising every facial/body detail of a pic of a female, though I might do that for a greek god... but anyway, later on we found out that yes indeed, it was her.
It would have been so easy to just go up to her, and expose her (not in that way!) in front of everyone else.

So no, it's not that good to make available pics of yourself on the Net if it shows your face... and that includes pics of a quarter of your face eating a banana (yes there is one such pic of her on the Net, and no, it's not 'banana' but the fruit banana).
But, I must say, SPG being the girl that she is, probably doesn't care much about being recognized in public.

Anyway... what was I going to say???

I forgot... kinda distracted by those swollen nipples... I mean, geez, how do you get such nipples??? They looked... different... I mean, no offense to SPG, nothing mean intended, but ya, they looked a little weird. The air-con must have been over-working in the studio, dear.


I don't think the editors of tomorrow.sg were making a fuss over something like this. Geez, it was some other guy who recommended it, remember? The editors were just voting for the liberals, that's all.

I respect those who really, thought nothing of SPG's pics (I'm one of them) - it doesn't make SG any less conservative so it's not really like woah, we're opening up! And I respect those who think, hey, it is a big deal!
Coz at least you have an opinion that can make sense either way.

If anything, the ones kicking up a real fuss about it are those who ignored a specific R(A) warning, look at it, cry out against the corruption of innocent minds, but wank with that pic for company anyway.

Idiots.
Typical boys who just love to blame others for their wanking addiction.

And for goodness sake, that's not porn! You could argue that her fruit pics were porn - He kept saying it looked like she was sucking fingers instead of a mango *roll eyes*.
But those pics were really quite nice. I actually prefer the other pic of her in that dress, but hey, it was tasteful and artistics. Though I do wonder about those nipples....

So if I were to type SEX aka FUCK, VAGINA aka PUSSY/CUNT, PENIS aka DICK/COCK, BREAST aka BOOBS/TITS, SEMEN aka CUM, CLIT, ORGASM, ERECTION etc.... now, that's 'sexual contents' right? So am I now an R(A) blog???

The thing is this, as long as you cannot control yourself, you could look at the movie poster for 'Mr and Mrs Smith', stare at Angeline Jolie's endless legs, and still get turned on and in desperate need of a quiet spot to err, take care of yourself.
So dun rant and rave away about SPG's nude pics corrupting your young mind.

Once again... idiots.

Been a little preoccuiped these couple of days... so much to think about...

Haha... it was so embarrassing - the other day, I was happily crossing the road when my right high heel gave me problems. The main strap covering my toes came out, and it happened right there, in the centre of the road. I was like, oh shit... what do I do now? Do I limp my way across to the pavement, or do I take my heels off and walk barefoot til I reach safer ground?

I ended up doing both. I had first attempted to limp gracefully with half a heel hanging from my ankle. But, I soon realised that if I were to continue in that fultile attempt, the lights would soon turn green and I'll get run over by the car right in front of me. And damn, it was a nice sexy-looking sports car. So I bent over, letting my skirt ride higher up my flabby thigh, pick up my heel, and coolly (at least I hope I didn't look that flustered) walked across.

That was so pathetic.

Of all the places it had to spoil, it had to choose that particular moment to do so. No, wait... why did it have to spoil in the first place!?!?! Now, the only heels I have are my boots, and covered formal black heels. I have no casual heels left, coz I spoil the rest, and I have not the money to buy new shoes.

My mum said I don't know how to walk. :P

Oh well...

Anyway, if you care to know, I took my hair band, tied my foot to the sole, and walked on to the mrt station, stood in front of a zillion people whom I swear kept staring at my weird heel (maybe they thought it was the latest fashion, hey I may have started a new trend!), and walked the next 10 min from the station home.

I promise to treat my next pair with the greatest care... once I find the money for it :P

It's funny how such incidents can get you all philosophical, or maybe I'm just weird. But I was thinking, isn't life like that sometimes? You embark on something new, like a new relationship with a pair of heels you just bought.. you use it all the time coz you enjoy it, it makes you feel comfortable... and then suddenly, wham bang! An obstacle/set-back comes along, your heels spoil, and suddenly, you dun quite know how to walk down the road of life. And geez, maybe that incident might just scare you off, and you decide you'll never going to be a cheapskate and go to another Robinson Great Warehouse Sale at the Expo... you dun wanna try that thing anymore.

I was reading Mr Brown's blog here: http://www.mrbrown.com/blog/2005/06/koinonia.html... he posted a very meaningful and touching post about how someone in church talked to him and his wife, comforted them... and he mentioned the fears his wife had about a 3rd child, fear that there might be complications again.

I've always been kinda weird when it comes to any topic on babies.

After my abortion, which happened just a few months after I turned 16 (yes, I was of legal age when IT happened), I've never quite been able to decide:
a) If the circumstances were right, my parents wun disown me, I had the money to support the baby as a single parent(the father wouldn't have been involved) etc, would I still have kept the baby?
b) Do I still want to have kids in the future, married or otherwise.

Those of you pro-life people out there, dun you ever dare condemn me.

Regards (a):
I wondered if I could have loved that baby as much as I was capable of... I mean, I didn't really know the father, it wasn't like we were a couple in love etc. In fact, he had asked me when I approached him for money for the abortion, if I was for real, or if I just wanted cash. And the baby is, in a way, half his, and half mine. Could I take looking at my baby, seeing half of that guy in it, and still give it all my love? Or would I have been a little distanced, perhaps almost repulsed?
I always wondered about that... I mean, I can never walk through the baby section of a departmental store without thinking, 'hey that looked nice! i could have gotten it for my baby'. And sometimes when I see a little kid, i feel very happy, to see a kid bursting with such innocent joy and life; yet sometimes, my heart aches. My baby would have been 4 years old this year, and when I see children about that age, I feel such regret in my heart sometimes. So it's not like I dun love that baby I lost... I believe it's in heaven looking down on its mother with a bright cherry smile between play breaks.
But I've always been afraid... that I wouldn't have treated it right, given it the love it deserved if I had kept it... that I wouldn't have been a good mother.

Which brings us to (b):
I'm not so sure I can find a guy I wanna marry, especially since I have very high expectations.
So let's not think about marriage now and just say, I have the opportunity to have a kid someday.
Sometimes I think about it, let my imagination run... I cannot decide if I want a boy or a girl, both are equally wonderful.
But then.. the next thing is... can I get over the guilt, to have my own child? Can I get over my fears that if it's going to be a male, it'll not be like some of the ass-holes I have encountered, and if it's a girl, that it won't go through the pains I have experienced?
Or perhaps I am never meant to be a parent... that coz I've screwed up before, I do not have the right to be a parent.

Sigh... I know we'll never know what the future will be like, but I cannot help wondering sometimes.. I want a little warm bundle of joy to carry in my arms, to protect, to love... yet...

Oh well.

But for Mr and Mrs Brown....
Take joy in the gift God has for you, and know He is always good.

Those of you out there who have been betting on me not going to the gym...

PAY UP!

Yes, I did go to the gym, for an entire hour.

You want proof?

I've an aching body to submit as evidence.

I didn't go on friday morning as planned... coz, err, well, I just didn't.

But I woke up early at 10a.m. on Saturday morning to go leh! That just shows how determined I am to get back in shape... I sacrificed precious sleeping time on a weekend to go torture myself.

Actually I was surprised how easy it was for me. I used this machine... hmm, I don't know the technical name for it, but it's the one where you step onto these err, steps, and you have these pole-thingies to hold onto. So as you exercise, you're kinda like climbing steps, and pushing/pulling the poles... it's a full-body workout man. I can't use the treadmill coz running ain't exactly my favourite, and plus I didn't wanna put too much pressure on my knees. I also figured, a fully body workout is more effective than one where you're moving mainly your lower body.

I could feel my fats melting away as I worked it.

And I spent a total of twenty minutes on that machine! I had thought, I'll probably start cursing and swearing after just ten minutes, but it wasn't that bad. I think I could have gone further for a longer period of time on it, but I thought, since this is my first trip back to the gym after a long while, better not over-do it.

And after that, I used the weights machines...

One whole hour in the gym... I am so proud of myself.

And I'm going back again tomorrow morning :)

At my slimmest, I was a 38-28-39.

I still have that body figure... only the numbers are larger.

More prominent hourglass figure, come back to mama!!!

I was reading all the entries on the sgblogconspiracy in http://www.mrbrown.com/blog/2005/06/sgblogconspirac_2.html a little while ago... and I must say,

YOU ARE ALL WRONG!!!!!!

I know I know, it sucks to lose *gives a comforting smile*

Don't worry, okay? I will let you in on the real deal, so you will all no longer have to continue making fools out of yourselves...

It's actually elementary...

The Bloggers.Sg event is a SDU initiative.

As we all know, the decreasing birth rates in our country have put additional pressure on the SDU. Knowing that S'poreans are now spending more time on the Internet posting pathetic blogs about their lives and their many complaints about the gahmen, the SDU realised that it needed to draw bloggers out from behind their desktops/laptops to get them to mix with people face-to-face (webcam does not count).

So they found someone, gave him the codename Mr. Brown, and instructed him to gather as many people on the Internet as possible, hence the creation of tomorrow.sg. Once many people started flocking via cyber-space to Mr. Brown, it became time for the next stage = get bloggers to come out of their rooms, and physically meet in a blogger convention.

Just imagine, the bloggers would meet, talk cock sing song, then go to Geylang for supper at the end of the day because everyone knows that place has good food, AND budget hotels... so the bloggers and eat and fuck in one place, more convenient, can use the money which could have gone into getting a cab to travel to a hotel on extra condoms. Then, sparks will fly, and bloggers will start getting together, holding cyber weddings, and start producing for our nation!

I must say, I am surprised that the civil servants in SDU could come up with an intelligent plan.

How did I know about this plan? Cos I'm THE smart one, duh!

And that, my dearies, is the whole conspiracy behind Bloggers.Sg.

So start getting your boxes of condoms (must fuck first with protection, after marry, then fuck without protection) during the Great Singapore Sale, in preparation for the convention.
If I'm still single by then, I'll see you there!

Oh, btw, I've always wanted to try the vibrating condom ;)

The Good:

1) I passed!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I know it sounds damn pathetic. Like, instead of going "I got an A!", I'm instead just rejoicing over the mere fact that I've made it through my tertiary education. But hey, when you're me, it is cause for celebration.

Firstly, I can be quite a bum. Yes, I know I can do very well if i bother to put in more effort, but geez, no mood lah!
And I took 7 modules, ok! SEVEN. No one in their right mind would do something like that!

Wait a min, did I just insult myself?

Erm *clears throat*

And out of the 7 modules, I got one D, and the rest were ALL Bs.... that actually makes it my best semester ever!

I am looking forward to the Indonesia study field trip... I hope I get an A for that module. After that, it's job-searching time, but that's another story altogether.


2) He bought me a digital camera today.

*big wide smile*

I'm going to fiddle around with it, and hopefully I'll be able to figure out how to use it, and post photos up in this blog!



The Bad:

Erm, remember how I said yesterday that I'll go to the gym and all that jazz?

Well, when I woke up this morning, the weather was sooo nice... it was all cool and windy, you know, like, how the weather is just before it rains? Yeah, it was that wonderful

So I went back to bed.

I know I know I know... I was a total pig.

This time, for certain, I WILL go to the gym tomorrow! I definitely will!

Artifical voice in background:
Will the SGFairy go to the gym tomorrow morning? Will she find the courage and strength in her to drag herself out of bed for a bout of torture, I mean, exercise? Or will she end up slacking as usual? Stay tuned for more in the 'Days of Her Weight Loss Attempts'!


The Ugly:

In today's Today, there was a small little article titled 'Bad press causing decline in S'porean visitors: Johor officials'.

I'm having trouble putting the link... but I think, having stated where I got the article from, I should be able to cut n paste some portions. For the full story, just go http://www.todayonline.com and look for it.

Basically, what happened was that the Johor Tourism and Environment Committee chairman, Mr. Freddie Long (see, I call him 'mister' leh, so polite!) blamed our local media for the decreased number of S'poreans going into Johor. The drop in figures was quite jialat actually...

Statistics from the Johor Tourism Action Council showed that the number of Singaporeans entering the country dropped from 10.8 million in 2003 to 9.8 million last year.

Ya, that bad.

And whose fault was it? Well, according to Mr. Freddie Long, our local media had played up criminal statistics and crimes in the state, scaring the wimpy kiasu n kiasee S'poreans off to Batam instead. You know, those reports of beatings lah, robbery lah, missing cars lah, shootings lah... the local media had made Johor out to be some crime haven, an act totally unneighborly and insensitive.

Our dear Mr. Freddie Long said:
"Their media, both print and electronic, seem to have a particular liking for crime stories in Johor. They have an agenda on their mind, though we are not exactly sure what it is."
.He added: "However, what is clear is the drastic drop in the number of their citizens visiting our country. We hope the republic's media will be more sensitive when reporting on criminal statistics and crimes in Johor..."

An agenda on their mind????

What the f*** you talking about?

In the first place, even if our local media didn't report it, we'll still have relatives who will relate horror stories of how the second cousin of the uncle of the sister of the wife of the boss of their friend was shot at while he was enjoying bak kut tek, and even though the bullet missed him and he was able to continue with his meal, he had found his car missing from his parking lot after all that food.
What's Mr. Freddie Long going to say next? That S'poreans should never talk about Johor to each other?

Oh, btw, did you hear about the one about the guy who got his finger chopped off so robbers could drive away with his car?

I think our media has always been rather fair about Johor crime stories. And I think it's only right that they report on the incidents which happened to S'poreans in Johor; that's their job. If a S'porean gets into royal shit, even if it happened across the Causeway, it should still be reported. Nothing wrong about that. If the crime rate in Johor has increased, then the SG media should report it to keep S'poreans informed. In fact, if the local media purposedly kept it from us, that wouldn't have been acting in the interests of the people... if they do that, they should be sacked! The local media has the duty to inform S'poreans to please be safe and not show-off by driving your expensive Mercs into Johor and invite trouble.

And come on lah... you got tourism problems, and you blame outsiders for it. It is such a known fact that Johor isn't as safe as it used to be. But instead of tackling that crime problem, to make your state safer for both locals and tourists alike, you instead decide to sit back, shake leg, and cry foul to SG.

It's so sian you know... whenever they got problem only, they blame SG.

It's your problem if you are not able to keep crime off the streets of Johor. Don't expect our local media to totally blank out crime news of Johor just so your visitor figures will rise to make you look good in front of your superiors, at the expense of many ignorant arrogant S'poreans going in to get robbed/killed.

Bear in mind, I do like Johor. But the fact is that Johor is not that safe anymore. And S'poreans should be kept informed because (1) the local media should report on everything, and (2) so S'poreans can go into Johor aware that they have to be careful about their behavior so as not to attract crime, to keep safe.
And I do not think our local media 'plays up' Johor criminal news.. they've always been rather sensitive about it. So geez, what agenda?

That's the ugly side of bilateral relations for you.

I have decided to create a mid-year resolution: I will go to the gym at least 3 times a week, for a minimum of 30 minutes each session, exercising.

The other day, after my shower, I stepped in front of the mirror and suddenly thought I looked extra fat. So I got a measuring tape and did the usual vital stats measurements and guess what, I have gotten fatter!

And for your info, I'm not the skinny model-looking type who thinks that putting on 1 kilogram is cause for penning a suicide note. I am not the slightest bit skinny... and well I'm not as fat as a elephant, I do have some extra weight. I'll like to think of myself as having a curvy body figure, but then again, sometimes too many curves ain't all that good.

So yes, I am going to exercise! I am no good with diets coz I do love food... and I am not rich enough to get Xando, TummiTrim or whatever slimming products slim actresses are endorsing these days. And besides, exercise gives you better health.

And I do miss having tummy abs. I think they look very sexy.

So tomorrow, I will wake up extra early to go to the gym. No more slacking in bed til the very last min before I have to rush to the shower and hurry to get dressed. No sire! I will be in the gym by 7.30am... then have more than enough time to cool down, shower, make myself look prettier, and then go out to face the world.

I hope.