First saw it on Kenny's and then my brother and his friend Xiaoo decided to take it on and so did another friend of my brother's Ian. Has it become a meme?!

I hope you don't mind Kenny, but it's damn sweet and fun! Here's mine!

I think I'll call it Ayam The Meme.

I am that girl who pretended that a slipper in the middle of the road was very interesting because I was shy to hold your hand.

I am that girl who flashed her friends to make them laugh.

I am that girl who swore to her mother at the age of 8 in a raging fit saying, "If being a dentist is the last job on the face of the earth, I WON'T EVEN TAKE IT!!!" after getting one of her final milk teeth pulled out at a dental clinic in SS2.

I am that girl who nearly got kidnapped in Subang Parade at the age of 3 on the fateful day that she decided to ponteng kindergarten but nobody seems to take me seriously for it.

I am that girl who wrote a love letter to a boy in standard 2 but he rejected me by throwing my scissors on the floor. Don't know why.

I am that girl who called her mother a Silly Pucker at age 8 for not playing monopoly and got whacked by her dad who mistook it for Silly Fucker.

I am that girl who did not want to tell her dad where she learnt that word from because she was afraid to be deprived of her Archie Comics so she quickly racked her 8 year old head to find a comic that she could do without - and so she put the blame on her Mickey Mouse & Donald Duck comics instead.

I am that girl who learnt where babies came from at the tender age of 5, courtesy of her Phillipina maid.

I am that girl who actually got sexually harassed at the age of 8 by a chindian guy who wanted to take piano lessons from her mother borrowed her home toilet and claimed that he wet himself and asked her to wipe his dick for him with a towel.

I am that girl who actually wiped his dick with a towel.

I am that girl who remembers it being big and black.

I am that same girl who used loads of handwash to scrub at her hands after he left.(symptoms of a sexually harassed victim)

I am that girl who is NOT emotionally scarred from it and found it very funny albeit dangerous 10 years later.

I am that girl who knows I can report him to the police.

I am also that girl who knows how the fuck can she remember that fucking fuckers face and hence it is impossible to lodge a report.

I am that girl who is now thinking, "my poor virginal 8 year old hands..".

I am that girl who enjoys telling people that story, partly because it IS the truth and partly because other people's reaction to it is very interesting.

I am that girl who felt like the ugliest thing in the world when a boy once told her that she was "Fucking ugly, want to vomit," when she was a mere 12 year old.

I am that girl who has bad period pains and wriggles on the floor.

I am that girl whom you nearly kissed during prom.

I am that girl whose shoulder you cried on whenever he makes you feel emotionally wretched.

I am that girl who gave you a Purple Streetwear Nailpolish in exchange for that cute senior's ICQ number.

I am that girl who frightened you when she said, "You know, nipple stickers are the bomb."

I am that girl who is an incurable blog addict.

I am that girl who dies without the internet.

I am that girl who will endure 6 hours to and fro from Kedah to KL just to see you.

I am that girl who wonders if her family will still go to Vietnam for a holiday after paying a bomb for her education.

I am that girl who doesn't want her friends to go away to study.

I am that girl who will never stand in the way of anyone's education.

I am that girl who cannot speak mandarin.

I am that girl who believes that she can be more of a hopeless romantic if only she was of a different sex.

I am that girl who loves glitter too much.

I am the same girl whose father told her that if her lungs were to be dissected, they'd find glittery residue in her lungs.

I am that girl who knew you were looking at me so closely when you thought I was asleep; 3 years ago.

I am that girl who once thought it was the end of the world when she had dandruff.

I am that girl who obsesses easily.

I am that girl who is secretly proud to be a year younger than her peers because she will graduate younger.

I am that girl who feels most guilty for the things she has done when she's shitting in the toilet.

I am that girl who has stopped liking Douglas Lim because of his long hair.

I am that girl who folded you origami hearts with a special note in each and everyone of them and stuffed them all into a cookie jar and sent it to you for this year's Valentine's Day.

I am that girl who was overwhelmed when you showed how happy you were to receive the hearts and the cookie jar by saying, 'I love you!!'.

I am that girl who's just a wee bit disappointed that you forgot to open this month's origami heart.

I am that girl who wants to spend new year's eve watching fireworks with you.

I am that girl who hates her hair.

I am that girl who is out of touch with the Klang Valley for nearly three months.

I am that girl who hasn't been to the cinema in nearly three months.

I am that girl who actually misses national service.

I am that girl who is such a hypocrite.

I am that girl who made you her diary since the raw beginnings back in 1999.

I am that same girl who can never thank you enough for being the big brother that she has never had.

I am that girl who played rollercoaster with a mattress down the staircase with you as a child.

I am that girl who was your 30th birthday present.

I am that girl who put bubble gum in your hair because you pissed me off.

I am that girl who farted in your face when you were climbing the stairs behind me because I hated the fact that you had a crush on the same guy as me.

I am that girl who hates changes.

I am that girl who is lying down now wondering if the ache in her tummy is a period pain, the impending signs of a good shit or a raging fart.

Damn! This is so friggin' therapeutic!! This is a voluntary meme, no obligations to listing down a few selected names. It's good for the brain.

I realised I was caught up in the world of blogging for the past half a year and forgot to take the time out to really read the blogs of my really close friends. Now I read every single one of them because I want to know how they are; whichever part of the world they are in. I didn't realise it would be so therapeutic to catch up on their lives, pretending I'm sharing those experiences with them like how I used to not very long ago.

But it's all so different now. Doesn't it hurt to read names you've never heard of in your best friends' blogs? Even though that should not be the right frame of mind.

This post are for my best friends in the whole wide world and I'm not even going to post it on Petaling Street. That shows you guys how much you mean to me. I'm not doing this post for the sake of blogging; but more of a semi-personal letter to each and everyone of you. Thank you for keeping a blog and letting me know that you're well and happy/sad/whatever.

Do you people know how I laugh to the computer screen in the computer lab, my laughter blending with the beeps of the printers and the click-clacking of the other keyboars? And the desperation that follows to be able to communicate 24/7 however, whenever, and most importantly, economically just like how it used to be?

Fucking lot of long distance relationships I have now. :(

Since I'm in the right state of emo-mood and have half an hour before my compulsory Psychology class(yes, i know, why do i have psychology? I don't know.), I will finally do Esther's meme<link: . I LOVE THAT MEME!

1986: 19 Years ago

Right on. I was floating happily in my mum's amniotic cavity, drinking my own pee from the yummy amnionic fluid as all fetuses do. Yum yum. Was counting the days to my Birth Day on the calendar I drew on my mum's uterus. (maybe it's still there, I don't know, ask Mervyn, he was the last to come out.). The rest of my bestest friends were probably learning their first words then and taking their first steps and getting their first teeth. Nothing's changed in 19 years. They were the first to drive, they were the first to get in to 18sx movies without being reprimanded, first to change their ICs etc.

1995: 10 Years Ago

I came into an era where I fell "in love" with practically any boy who was taller than me because I was a tall girl. Any boy who was taller than me was deemed rare. I had a million crushes.

If you know the following boys, do send my regards to them:
a)Chong Jin-Yang
b)Alain lau
c)Wayne Adams
d)That cute standard 3 prefect whom I got to know three years later as Kenneth Lim(my standard 6 classmate)
e)Chew Weng Gam (we used to exchange Ultraman tapes and laugh at each other's flatulence problems)
f)Meng Kim Fai(the magic ended when he deprived me of his Power Rangers Action Figure)

I used to cry when I forgot to bring my glasses to school. These days, when I forget to wear my bra, I just slap my forehead and tell the rest of the world hoping that all would have a good laugh about it.

Became a probational prefect and enjoyed instilling fear in the standard one kids by flipping out my notepad and telling them I'd write down their names if they don't listen to me. "Saya tulis nama kamu ah!" Rude Standard One Boy: "TULIS LAH BODOH!!" Me: *cries uncontrollably*.

Once a doormat, always a doormat.

2000: 5 years ago.(Form 2)

The year the Dahlings came together as one. With the solid foundation built by Chien, Hsien, Mun Teng and Li Peng in standard six.. they each brought in like minded young women with a common interest=berbodoh. From Chien's side(2 Cekap rules!!) there
was me, Liss, Mun Teng and Li Peng. Hsien(2 Budi sarks!) had Mel, Esther, Amanda, V-ng Yan. It was all a circle really as most of us were already good friends but never really hung out together as a whole.

Became an Interact maniac and was obsessed about getting a post. Would you believe that I would lie in bed and wonder about fate as an Interactor in the Interact Club of SMK Subang Utama? Very lame lah I know. *points and laughs at other ex-Interactors* Don't pretend you guys never did the same..ehehehe.

Enjoyed sliding around in the newspaper store with Mel on Fridays. Cycling to Chien's house(which is like just across the main road from mine) and got lost then crying as I cycled up and down the hills in her residential area feeling very very tired,

I had the humongous crush on Chan Jin-Tian. I got pursued by Victor Chin. It was all very nice. I don't care; I want to talk about it. You blow ah? (translate to Cantonese please).

Had the craziest time walking home with V-ng Yan laughing our asses off; probably one of the best times of my childhood. It had a good backdrop too: A setting sun enveloping my housing area in an orange hue.

Had Amanda to teach me how to make up, Met Esther's mother for the first time(that time she still not very 'sok' with me yet).

I thought I'd be damn bored and guy friends-less when Dennis, Josh, Ben Shyen, Jiun Jeh, Vern Yang etc go to form5 and finally leave SMK Subang Utama. Apparently one is able to make as many friends as possible! Wow! The revelation!

Volleyball became a strong factor, determining what would become of us in the following three years to come. I don't remember who coined this ideology but it seemed that Volleyball consisted of the popular people. Not that I'm complaining but it's not great telling people "Yeah, volleyball. But reserve player only, eheh." Made alot of friends there as well. Whom I'm no longer in touch with but would love to be. Sigh, but people grow apart don't they?

If you know the following people, do send my regards to them:
a)Irene and Ivine Gan
b)Kit Yan
c)Wong Choon Wae
d)Yen Kok Yuen
e)Shaun Lim
f)Seet Chean Yang
g)I can't remember his name but he borrowed my American Pie cd and misplaced it. I'm still waiting for that replacement cd he promised me.
h)Yoke Mei
i)Kar Yenn? Kar Yan? She was really nice. Damn, I can't remember her name!!! SHe was one of the nicest seniors who didn't snub juniors.
j)Loo Min Chuan

Volleyball even threatened to break our friendships. The better players would unintentionally shout at the lousier players (read: me) for missing the ball etc. Felt pretty worthless during those times.

Sometimes it's good that volleyball did come to an end.

2002: 3 Years Ago(Form 4)

Admittedly, I spent the eve of my form4 year somewhat praying to be in the same class with Chee Kiang in hopes that "Something Great" would happen. We became better friends and had our chance to know each other better throughout that year. It became a good foundation to what we have now. It's good to let him know that his future gf would be this super duper hamsap por that all other men are scared off. So he has nothing to worry, no one will want to take me away. Hahaha.

The end of the Interact Club's Great Mystery came to an end: I became the Club Secretary. I remember clearly how the three Interact Clubs(SMK SUbang Utama, SMK SS17, SMK Seafield) became really really close. It was through a game(a really really lame game) that I had my first peck on the lips from none other then Ken Chua, vice president 2002/2003 Int. Club of SMK SS17, who is now living happily ever after in Australia. I also wonder how he is; we seem to have lost touch. During the first week that he was there, he was complaining to me through smses that there were gay guys hitting on him. I remember laughing so hard.

The birth of Left Boob was somewhere in February that year.

Had many a good shows to watch when Bazli would regularly loose his cool at our English teacher and attempt to throw chairs at her causing her to cry and resulting in his demerit points to become a negative value. 

Learnt to cope with the loss of our guy friends(Dennis, Josh, Bs, Jeh, Vern etc) when they left for college. Made alot of
other friends my own age who are now some of my closest friends to date. Maybe because the boys started to mature then as well. Heh.

2005: This year. (A Levels/National Service/First Year Dentistry)
WOW.

A tumultuous year no doubt. The year of absolute changes. I suddenly found myself leaving home without preparing mentally or emotionally for it. A-levels whizzed by, I became engrossed in the blogging community, I was called for national service,
four days after the Merdeka March I came up to Kedah to start a 5 year dentistry course - all this happened in slightly more than half a year.

I was close to the regular bloggers in Petaling Street what with all the blog meets and frequent mo liu things we do online together but after an internet deprivation of 3 months(which is like 3 decades if not centuries in Internet years), I became
totally detached and lost in the world where I once belonged to. Having no regular Internet sucks.

But I had other things to worry about like the separation of my bestest best friends in the whole wide world. But we knew that our own ambitions will one day pull us apart to different corners of the world(ok, maybe I'm exaggerating) but far enough
to have the possibility of losing touch with each other.

National Service was an eye opener because I never knew so many people never put an importance in education. It was a lesson learnt and I know this sounds hypocritical but I thoroughly enjoyed myself. So many things to remember. So many things that I'll
never have to do again in my entire life(yay!) and yet some of them I will miss.

Feeling fortunate to have met a bunch of like-minded folks in my dentistry course and if you can click, you know it'll be good. I realise it'll be like my secondary school life, the duration I mean. So I'm in anticipation of what will happen.

I am missing everyone and everything I used to have 3 months ago. In three months, so many many things happened. I hate the feeling that my house seems so temporary to me when I go home for a visit.

2006: Next year (First/Second Year Dentistry)

Hope I don't cave under the stress of anatomy, physiology and biochemistry and don't get kicked out of AIMST for not meeting the requirements to get into Year Two. Will be learning common dental techniques in year two and....actually I have not much planned for Year Two.

I hope for regular Internet Connection.(in the tone the Beauty Queens usually say, "I hope for World Peace."

2015: 10 Years Ahead (28 Years Old)

YES!! I should be done with my compulsory government service and *might* be specialising. I would love to be an orthodontic and make crazy money. Cze-Yin(my housemate) who worked for Dr.Jagjit(my orthodontist) said that he earns RM3000 in a day. I must make crazy money in order to pay off my PTPTN loan(RM102,500).

Hopefully I have enough money for marriage and would have settled down. I need to fertilize my eggs before they grow mouldy(age 35).

Like how the girls and I once made a vow to each other in our crapbooks: We'd visit each other's families during Chinese New Year and spoil each other's children with fat angpow packets.

Yes, there would be our Yacht(JoSterDee - Jo stands for Jolene, Ster stands for Esther and Dee stands for Meldee) which will carry us out into the sea on a lazy Sunday afternoon. We'd get turned on by our hired sexy sailors and watch dolphins flipping around*Jo, Mel and Esther waves at particular dolphin in recognition*.

I want to be a woman of the world. Buy anything my heart desires. No longer having the need to be really wary of her spendings. (Fuck damn, why must they increase the price of a Paddle Pop?). But let's not kid ourselves.

We'll only know if we've had it made by the time we're 40. I'm definitely not a super woman, so a huge income seems impossible at only age 28. But we always, hope for the best, don't we?

That was a damn long post. I think I need to go and have a shit! Take care you all!