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Dear Diary,

Pretending to be dumbfounded at times is not a good idea after all. People take silence for guilt. I am not putting the blame on hormonal changes this time round; I am done with that whole pregnancy thing. Just in case you do not have a calendar at home. IT READS 2007. People are moving on with life. Change of family members, change of address, change of vehicle, change of body size, change of cup size and etc. Oh boy, I can go on & on. Notice I keep repeating the word change. Yes, I/We have changed as I/We can see there are greater things in life. I/We do not spend too much time on creativity to outrage someone virtually. In fact I/We have other issues not pertaining to you! Seriously don’t give yourself too much credit!

FOR A START, CHANGE YOUR TOPIC!! The storyteller reminds me of “Tok Selampit”

And mind you, I still have not surpassed my 44 days of confinement. I may be subjected to postpartum depression. Will you bear the responsibility? I bet you can’t even afford to bear my cost of living!

Well please do not measure the greatness of height with just wearing a pair of stiletto heels, you probably need more than that (are there leg extensions?)! I am surprise such criteria was taken into consideration. Inches & centimeters getting you all confused? We are all creation of god. You mean you are insulting his work of art? I dare not, let alone jest at human disabilities.

If you disagree on the fact that I am good looking, never mind, at least I have a big smile that had swept me through to various countries, cities & kampongs heh!! Main criteria for that pursue-your-dream job, be not-so-good-looking & you will probably get your chance. I am a perfect example! On another point, please do not measure kilograms with me, I bet you do not have much to dwell on that too!!

I don’t worship the ground you walk on, please remember that. Have it ever occur to you that I am the celebrity at this domain? You are just the paparazzi, waiting to scrutinise & then assume. For your information, I do not condone unnecessary accusations let alone slandering, but what can I do about it?? You are probably the “star” at your own circus. We are not super free to exercise such acts. These days I am operational with the pumping of breast milk & shall I squirt some milk on your face?? Wake up!!! There’s nothing magical about your yakety yak, to me it is mockery directed on your clever self. Drink a glass of mocktail or take a chill pill! There is a limit to everything, please do not overdo it.

Why on earth will we do such things? Huh?! You really do need a shrink!