snow white vs baby spice

i was looking back at my life. reflection.

i remebered something i took so seriously as a child, but now i can honestly just laugh about it.

back in montessori, in hongkong we were going to dress up and have a dress up party (yaaaay...)
mum had found somewhere, a snow white dress, and was planning on making me look like snow white,
from the first time i ever saw snow white, i thought she was pretty unattractive. her hair was fashioned into a black mushroom. and there was no way i was going to have my hair fashioned like that (i was a fashion conscious child...)

i kept telling mum i didnt want to wear it. (i was 3 or 4) i kicked and screamed on the day as she and my maid held me down until i ripped it off. i was determined. i was not walking downtown with a giant black bowl for hair. never.

so mum sighed and let me choose what to wear. she'd given up and went back to bed. i asked my maid to help me look like baby spice.

so there i was, walking with my maid, downtown with a pink top, two long, high ponytails as they did in the early 90's, i kept trying to pull it up to show my belly button as they did (bad influences the spice girls) but my maid kept pulling it down saying 'oh... keep it down you look silly' in fact, i thought i looked pretty sexy (i thought i was 21... now i feel 50, forgetting things and finding gray hairs).

so when i strutted into the class, the teacher looked at me, with my pink top and tiny shorts with a look (um... your meant to dress up...) i remember saying "im baby spice!!! and im sexy!" out loud. when we sat in a circle and had to say who we were. my mate, i remember, she was italian, gina, came as beauty from beauty and the beast just looked at me in horror and said 'you said a bad word...' all the kids were silent as the teachers tried to hide their amusement and my maid went bright red.

'i thought you were coming as snow white...' asked the assistant teacher who was on the verge of bursting out laughing.
'yeah but shes ugly' i said.

poor maid, i got sent home to change and mum got called by the principal asking what kind of media i was exposed to. poor mum. hahah

so after alot of tears and hitting my maid with the might of a 3-4 year old (uneffectively) i was dragged back, wearing snow white dress. the teachers said i looked 'pretty' now. amongst my tears i yelled
'i dont want to be pretty! i wanna be sexy!'

a letter to the web dude

dear webber dude,

whoever is in charge of blogger,

when i say i dont want to verify my google account my phone message, it doesnt mean you keep having the same thing pop up when i press 'skip and continue'.

my phone died the other week which involves the following- selfish annoying stepdad, a long walk to the shops in new market, and a lot of rain and gusty winds and sh*t.

currentyl my phone is dead, it has no battery because i took the two apart to attempt to dry them. and yes, it failed.

currently the battery has gone walkabouts. no, i havent piffed it at someone who eats like a cow (mouth open for the world to hear such a disgusting uncivilised sound).

and no it hasnt grown legs and flown to samoa for a party on the beach.

so no, i would not like to verify my account. the only reason im blogging right now is that the fact i have a button on my browser which opens up a new post immediately.

i understand your kind intentions, but please, dude really? change it to email. or bring back the good old security questions.
heres one il never forget:

'whats one thing that pisses you off to the point you chuck a spasm?'

answer: coweaters

'who demonstrates this perfectly and also while at it, creates a distance between yo uand your mum and uses her like a servant (making her get out of bed to get him a glass of water etc)'

answer: stepdad

yeah i really dont like him... funny story actually, its on another page

sincerely web guy, no hard feelings

tee

chain letters and urban legends. why they are NOT real

i bet at some point of your life, youv received a chain letter. the things that say, oh, pass this on, blah blah blah or else this will happen.

theres ones that play on guilt. like, im a strong catholic and when i get ones that say pass it on to show god you love him, im stuck. but dont worry, ive stopped passing them, but dont worry, i still love god...
these ones are bad, they make you feel like such a bad person if they dont get passed on to 15 people in the next 3 minutes... other ones that come into this play on oour morals (pass this on if you support this and that)

other ones are about wishes and good luck. (pass this onto the next 8 people while thinking of your crush and he/she will kiss you next friday at 12pm. if you dont theyl hate you forever..) this one i used to freak out about, like the stupid 14 yr old i was. in fact, time rolled around. i never got kissed, never got dissed. so that shot out that one for me.

then, theres the famous scary ones. these also lurk around facebook pages. DO NOT READ then the person is intrigued to keep reading. NOW YOUR READING YOU CANT STOP. tthen it goes on to describe some zombie chick thatl dice yo if you dont annoy your friends by pasting it on all their walls. i didnt... and, i was meant to die 3am many mornings ago;.... oh, i was also supposed to be stalked by a miniture clown and have my eyes gouged out next time i looked in the mirror. im still in one piece, i havent seen a clown carrying a butchers knife. and most definitely can still see.

so that covers chain letters. theyre not REAL... urban legends, my fave topic coz they scare me (point) but yeah,

candy man: no such thing as a guy dressed as a candy man with a hook that appears in your mirror if you call him. if anything, if you DO see something, its your imagination. it projects what your mind has been led to believe. no i am NOT going to demonstrate this. i have a habit of being wrong, even though a man with lollipoops in his pocket appearing in a mirror to kill you, it could be your local pedophile.


bloddy mary or mary worth: same as candy man. its not true but im not going around to test it. jennifer love hewitt did in ghost whisperer though, so theres your proof (oh its a film, you whine) BUT she still stood in front of a mirror and still said the chicks name. unless she had shamans there to protect her or something. dark mirrors are terrifying coz imagine walkig past them at night and seeing yourself in there thinking its someone else. however, im not gonna try it coz even my own country has a 'dont look in mirrors for too long or at night coz theres gonna be someone else' kinda thing.

i know that doesnt look like a scary ghost but would you really want to see that in the mirror???

hanako san. toilet ghost. i know, have a giggle, a toilet ghost. but. BUT its actually quite freaky. call out hanako san are you there? into a closed cubicle, and if you here a yes, then get out of there coz if you go in there shel kill you. thats the legend. not quite as casual as that but you get the idea. i dont think its real, coz if i was a ghost. why, WHY would i haunt a toilet? id haunt the whole bathroom but a toilet? no...



but comeone thats terrifying, i would rather have borat instead of a creepy ghost watching me 'make a toilet'



yeah i think i would rather have borat....

then theeres a carmen winstead girl who was pushed down a well or a drain or something. the only way to grace yourself with the horror of getting pulled down a drain (if your small enough to fit) is to read the chain letter. find it online or have it sent to you. (why am i promoting this?) i read that 3 years ago? and trust me, i have not been down a drain or toilet...
actually, funnily enough, it sounds just like ringu. or the ring...




then theres so many more, but not ones you summon. just scary storiews that make you think thank god im not in that situation...
but these are ones you can 'catch' like a flu they pop up o your email or facebook. then theres ones you summon it yourself.

dont try this at home. couldnt be a better title for that ghost whisperer episode on bloody mary.

and to whoever is brave, kudos, but you cant say i didnt say not to do it... coz if it aint some psycho ghost, its bound to be your own inventive mind that will scare yourself to death.

space and time... messing with my mind

ok... so apparently time doesnt exist in space. and you know whats weirder? space doesnt exist in time...

the two. oh god it messes with my mind. someone explain it to me. when your in space. time doesnt exist because space is a vacuum, but wouldnt you count the seconds your in space? it makes no sense! the only reason it messes with my mind is because physics people say this...

its frying my brain. oh lord help me!

so in space. since its a vacuum, time does not exist. so what happens if you wear a watch?

also, they say you could spend about a day in space and itl be 3 years on earth!  so if you timed it???? what would happen?

oh sweet jesus, im going to yahoo questions for this one