I have watched X-MEN today and it was absolutely wonderful! I more than like it. I love it! Folks, I urged you to go see that movie.

It's that good.

Hi to all that are foolish…ahem…I mean gracious enough to drop in for a visit. This is just a little page for me to rave and rant. I can do the usual and introduce myself by using the universal format: my favorite food, my favorite color, my favorite song, my favorite activity and so on. But that will be boring isn’t it? I don’t believe that by reading a few lines and knowing a few of my favorites will make you know me. I don’t want that. I want you to understand me. To know my thoughts, my happiness and my pain. Gosh! Three "My(s)" in one sentence! Does that make me a self-centered bitch? I hope you don’t think it that way. But then again, this is my page and if you think I’m too much for you, take a plane (!) and I hope we don’t cross path in the next life!

Now, I was told that a basic introduction is essential and that is the polite thing to do. I mean I invite you here to ‘listen’ to me and a little knowledge about my roots won’t hurt. It may even make my future entries more sensible. I’m not trilled because basically, I am a very private person and back in 1998 when I started this web site I had only intended to put my stories here. The thought of disclosing my private thoughts to other was unthinkable.

But two years have passed and I have changed. To deliberately leave any personal details out of the site seems cold and impersonal. Am I ashamed of what I am and who I am? I’m not. This is the way I am and if you don’t like it, then don’t talk to me . But still this was not an easy decision to make. I’m taking a big step by putting this online so you can be nice and sign my guestbook…okie?

You must be thinking after reading three paragraphs when is this person going to stop raving and just get on with it?!? We’re reaching there pal, have a little patience will you?

I am born in the year 1978, the year of the Horse and that will make me 22 year old. I am cut and shaped…I mean born and raised in Singapore. For those who have trouble reading that word ‘Singapore’ please go brush up your geographic okay? It is a very small country located in the East. We are part of Asia. If you are looking at a world map now, forget it. Singapore is as tiny as a rice grain and unless you have super doper eyesight, you won’t be able to see her.

As some of you may know, Singapore is a muti-cultures and muti-races country. We have Indians, Malays, Chinese and a small group of Eurasian all living in this small land. I belong to the Chinese. I am a freethinker and also a self-proclaimed lesbian. It simply means that I am still in that closet.

Being a lesbian is a big part of me but that is not all of me. I am also a daughter to my mother who brought my siblings and me up all by herself after divorcing that pathetic excuse for a human that called himself her ‘husband’. I have great respect for my mom and she is the most important person in my life. If only my mom is also a lesbian…then life will be so easy. But she’s not. And I am sad to say she is slightly homophobic. It is perfectly alright to see women who she did not know holding hands on the streets but totally unacceptable if her daughter is one of ‘them’. Her dream is for me to eventually get marry and have lots of kids. The daughter in me and the lesbian in me are in constant battles and so far, the daughter seems to have the upper hand.

Wow…I have been at this for an hour! I hope this is an adequate introduction for you because, this is all I will give. Until next time…