I am forced by the passing of time, the transition of life stages, and the expectations of society to grow up and to behave like a "grown-up" (whatever that would constitute). But here, I would just be a little childish, a little self-centered, a little irresponsible, a little too honest but also a little too pretentious.

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Kept all my past posts intact because my past was what made me, me. Deleting them doesn't change who I am so I revisit my memories sometimes, to learn and to laugh at my past mistakes.

(Just kidding, I revert some posts to drafts because I'm utterly embarrassed.)


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Check out my attempt at being a bimbo with non-passable photoshop skills. LOL.


Recently, I’ve been inspired by Yiling to blog more about what I think rather than to blog about what my days have been, as I have done more of in the past. I guess blogging about my days make me look like the bimbo which I am not. I am not a bimbo because I don’t look good enough to be called a bimbo firstly. And secondly, although my results do not do me justice, I am not that much of an air-head tyvm I am just too lazy to think. Speaking of being TOO lazy, here goes the first part of the post (also inspired by a fun late night conversation I had with Yiling *applause* on Sunday night).

Chapter One - Key Term: “Too”. When I first came across this title, the first thing I thought about was how everyone seems to be ‘trying too hard’ nowadays. To be someone that they are not, to please someone who totally don’t deserve their efforts, to achieve something that is quite out of reach. Everything is so superficial nowadays that we even have to check whether the food we are eating is real. #SadButTrue. And now that I think about it, the word “too” has a negative connotation.

Yes more is good, more money, more intelligence, more friends, no complains there. But when we get too much of something, it is easy to take it for granted and imagine this: You got a free, all-you-can-eat sushi buffet meal, the more you eat, and the more satisfied you are but after a while you became so bloated and over-stuffed, you feel like you just gained 5kg and you can’t move an inch. How is more, good?

And imagine you have 20 close friends, and you accidentally forgot one of their birthday or you go out with one more often than the others. How would they feel? “She doesn’t cherish me enough” “I am less important as compared to them” “She rather spends her time with them” They can’t help but think that even though that is not true at all. Or am I the only person who over-thinks here..? Anyways, in life, we don’t want too much, we just need enough.


But I was thinking, two, is better than one.
- End of Chapter One -

Chapter Two – Its Her Script This chapter is inspired by the matrilineal societies. I chanced upon a documentary about the matrilineal societies a few days ago and I realized that I am really living in a well (Chinese saying: 井底之蛙). Anyways, here is a 2-part video about it, for those who don’t get what I am talking about.





Coming up with a “title” for this chapter was quite a challenge because I don’t want to title it “women”, because there is so much more to women then what I want to achieve in this chapter. Was talking about this to my “friend” de other day and I got quite pissed off with him because after I mentioned “Women Kingdom” to him, he (jokingly) said, “Ya and Tang Sanzang (唐三藏) emailed and told me that the kingdom use mud and water to 传宗接代 (continue the family line).”

I can’t remember his exact words but his sarcasm got on my nerves. But then again, his witty remakes and smart comebacks and (sometimes) amusing retorts are what make me attracted to him in the first place. But half the time I look stupid when I am with him because when I am with him, he takes my breath away, occupies my mind and all of my attention, how do I have the brain cells or thinking capacity left to come up with a smart comeback at him? ): Anyways, this is not the point of this chapter.
What am I supposed to do when I'm all choked up and you’re ok? – Breakeven by The Script

Another reason why I blog about this chapter, was because of an article I happen to read in Times Magazine (thank you RV) this morning. It is an article entitled “You Mean Women Have Brains?”. Mind you, the article is written by a woman and the online version is SLIGHTLY different. (I have linked up the article so that you can just click on the title, yes you’re welcome). I know you would probably want to hear more of my opinions on this topic, but really, all I can say is after watching the documentary, and reading the article, I am very grateful that Singapore is not so extreme when it comes to gender issues.

Anyways, before I end this chapter, here are some interesting sites that I stumbled across while I was writing. These sites are very interesting for those who prefer fiction over non-fiction, and the virtual world over reality, which is kind of more interesting if you ask me.. :x
1. Disney Princesses: The Sexism and Stereotypes behind the Happily Ever After
2. Gagging ON SEXISM
This has turn into a info-fed post instead of my personal opinions post thanks to me being too lazy to think.
- End of Chapter Two -

Chapter Three – Born To Lie It doesn’t matter how you are born. What matters is how you are raised. That, is my strong personal belief. And another belief that I have related to this, is that the strictest parents raise the best liars.

Let us begin at the beginning. I was born to my parents, but raised by my granny in Muar, Malaysia. Having live with her for the first three years of my life, she has been the reason behind my positivity, my incline to human relations, my sensitivity to emotions, my empathy, my ability to get into conversations with people(conversations that has substance tyvm), my curiosity, my wild imagination, and most importantly, my satisfaction with being myself.

She is a woman who did not even go to primary school and has been helping out in the family since she was 11-years-old (if I am not wrong). She has 8 brothers, now left 3 (whom we still visit during Chinese New Year and I really like their family) and a handful of sisters, but now only left 1, living in Singapore. My granny’s greatest gift is her skill for cooking (Don’t get me started on this, I LOVE the food she cook. Period.) She is the most selfless person that I know and her ability to judge someone accurately amazes me.

I will talk about my granny story another day (I think it will be a more touching post than the one I wrote about my dad in Capable Of Love) But I don’t want to get emotional right now, so let’s go back to talking about me. I thank my granny for giving me with good qualities that has made me more likeable to others. By the way, it’s not my ego talking. It’s the truth.

But I was brought up by my parents. And they filled me with negativity about the society, doubt of justice in this world, fear of human’s minds and their cunning thinking, half-way to destroying my belief of love in this world, and taught me this skill to protect myself – Lying. It is not something to be proud of and I realize I lie mostly to them. Sigh. But the key to lying is that firstly, you have to believe your own lies. And when others “accuse” you, you have to be all righteous and angry about being doubt, because you are telling the “truth”.

Anyways, this is just-for-fun but here’s a ten steps guide to lying.
1. ALWAYS believe in what you are saying/lying about
2. Don’t do weird actions that make you look like you are nervous (example: touch your eyebrow/crack your knuckles/bite your lips/bite your nails)
3. Don’t stutter/stumble over your own words (the idea is to BE NATURAL)
4. Try not to look away or look guilty
5. Make sure all your facts tally (if you say you are going to school, make sure that it is not the public holidays and the school is actually open LOL)
6. Always have backups (so that you can say “if you don’t believe me then ask so-and-so lor!”)
7. Read up! (if you say/lie that you are going to any particular place, make sure you know the address and surrounding, so that when you come back, you can report and say, “Oh you know I saw this building etc. on the way to where I was leh!”)
8. Chill on the lies (Don’t always keep lying. Tell the truth and make sure that you are caught telling truths more often than you are caught telling lies)
9. Don’t be caught!
10. Even if you are caught, refer to point number 1.
- End of Chapter Three -

I have no idea how I want to end this post because I practically spent the whole day writing this already. I took a long time because I got distracted by a lot of things here and there. LOL and there goes a quote saying, “There’s no such thing as a “happy ending” because truly happy things never end”. Anyways, since I started out bimbotic-ly, shall end it bimbo-ly too. Thank you for reading, Toddles

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