The 10 naked truths about your beloved Ms Titoki...

I have gained some insights from my readers after the Bloggers Meet on Saturday. Here are some of the comments/questions they put upon me:


1. You said: "You don't sound/act/behave like the Titoki I read everyday."

I said: "I'm sorry to have disappointed you. What you read from my blog is actually an altered ego of the real Titoki. :) If I write like a robot without any emotions and spices, what's the difference of you reading millions of other girlie blogs out there who repeatedly talk about their brothers, sisters, boyfriends, girlfriends, clothes, shoes, food and their stupid pets? So boring can die aitelyu!"


2. You said: "I can't believe that you are so shy in person!"

I said: "Yes, I am actually very shy in person. Especially in front of people whom I don't know. And I blush easily. Unless of course I feel comfortable with you, you won't be able to see my cheeky self at all."


3. You said: "You are totally different from the Titoki image which I have in my mind."

I said: "Yes Yes Yes I know. The real Titoki won't kick cats. But the one from the blog will. ;) Ohhhh~ and I have yet to meet a kid who doesn't like me in real life." *wink wink*


4. You said: "I thought you are a very open-minded person."

I said: "No, I am actually quite conservative. Eventhough I was brought up in a western environment, bestowing or receiving REAL hugs and kisses is definitely not my cup of tea. I'm westernised in terms of thinking but not in conduct. Some of you might think that people like me, educated in overseas, must be very receptive towards hugs and kisses from others. But no, it's not like that. Yes I do hug and kiss my friends when I was in NZ, but we don't really KISS and HUG the way you see on the TV. Hug means touching your shoulder to your friend's shoulder, kiss means brushing your cheek to your friend's cheek. But some people in M'sia do have the misconception that kiss is from mouth to mouth and hug is from chest to chest. Fuck no, to me that's called taking advantage of your unknowing friend."


5. You said: "You look the same from the pictures you display on your blog."

I said: "Niamaaaaa~ Do you really think that I have two bull horns growing on my head ka?!"


6. You said: "How come you don't want to join us for the Karaoke session?"

I said: "Well, music is my worst subject in school. And this is also the only subject in class which I can fail and my mom won't give a damn. Furthermore, I sing like killing-a-chicken liddat. I just don't have any music genes in me."


7. You said: "It seems like you have a lot of time to blog everyday hor?"

I said: "First and foremost, I don't blog. I rant. Like a bitch. Lemme ask you a question, do you need a lot of time to rant and complain like a bitch? The answer is 'No', right? Unless of course I'm required to write like a good Christian girl (for e.g., my childhood posts and all those politically-correct sweet-sweet posts), blogging ranting doesn't really take up that much of my time. I can kau tim an entry in half an hour time."


8. You said: "Are you really that desperate for a boyfriend?"

I said: "The truth is, it would be good...
• To have a shoulder to lean on when I am tired.
• To have a warm hand to hold me when I cross the road.
• To have someone to talk to when I feel chatty.
Other than that, I don't see a reason for myself to get hitched just because everyone else does. I'm not lack of suitors. But my past relationship has taught me that I must be careful, wiser and picky when come to selecting/accepting a guy again. And till today, I have yet to meet someone whom I can love again."


9. You said: "What about Seng Kor and that Ambiguity post of yours?"

I said: "Well, sorry to have disappointed you again. But that's just a prank me and Seng Kor pulled together to mind-fuck you. I initiated it. And he's really a good sport to go along with the idea. He even told me, "Geez, your photoshopping skill is better than mine." ;) So there you go."


10. You said: "Mr Z showed me an old picture of yours. I couldn't believe that it was you until you have posted your childhood pictures and stories online."

I said: "I don't know why this Mr Z wants to show my old picture around in the Blogosphere to compare my look now and then. I don't know what his intention is. But if this Mr Z doesn't stop doing what he's doing right now, I'm soooo going to publish his and his family picture right in my blog here. Don't play-play with me, Mr Z. My respect for you has already vanished into the thin air. I only have so much patience and tolerance towards your childish behaviour. And I'm not going to 'friend' you anymore! Hrrrmmmph!!!"

So, after this post, do we actually understand each other better or not? ;)