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My disgusting moment of fame

1640h
Mood: very pissed off
Fact of the day: Though not the first to ever take control of Chinese territory, the Monguls were the first foreign power to be able to take control of the whole of China.
event of the week: mugging for my exams next week.

After uploading my journal entry for today, I went on to check the stats for my page for the past week. I've not checked for some time, because I wasn't expecting anything to be different. *Yawn*, yeah about 6 hits for my main page, *yawn* about 9 hits for my journal page. yeah yeah *yawn*.......but for some weird reason, not so today! Freaking hell, I received 55 hits on my main page, and 39 on my journal page on one day! What the....

I checked to see where all these people were coming from. They're from here. This reporter for this cybersavvy newspaper in Singapore did a report on Singaporeans who have personal webpages. And so there it is, a link to my page. Hmm...I wonder where the reporter could have gotten to my page. Not a regular reader, or she would have known that shireelyn is my yahoo nick, and that I have no qualms mentioning my name as cindy. Oh, or maybe I just don't mention it often enough. If you didn't know I am called cindy, now you know.

I should probably be happy that the reporter chose my page, out of the millions out there. In fact, I was pleasantly surprised at first. Then my 2nd thought was whether it would have been more proper if she had asked for my permission to link to my page. Then finally, I decided that I should actually be pissed off. Because of the one line there that asks, how truthful an online journal like mine can be, and whether I'm really so nice, or just plain boring. Or something like that. Do I have to know exactly what she wrote? Man, I can't be bothered to quote properly. Why should I? This is my journal, for goodness sake. She hasn't read most of my stuff, obviously she didn't have the time to. I have ups and downs, and I record them all in this journal. She happens to come across my happier days, and thus conclude that I'm either really super nice and sweet, or plain boring? Am I too sensitive to infer that she's saying I may be lying in my journal?! What the f...

Ok, this is obviously not a good day to antagonise me, especially all those bee sting, paper cut shit I've been through. I probably am not exactly the bitchiest person, the weirdest, the smartest, the most introspective person on earth. Which ever the quality that makes a good journal. But I am at least truthful to my feelings. Whatever I write here is exactly how I feel. I may not be as expressive as I wish my language abilities can allow me to be, but at least I try. Why the hell should I lie about my feelings? For goodness sake....

Fine, so maybe I'm boring, I already know sometimes I'm too nice and mild to be exciting, but so what? That's my business. Whatever. Don't have to read this if it bores you. It's not designed to cater to your tastes anyway. What the hell......

Argh, I'm boring?!!!!!! I am extremely insulted. I just knew it! I just knew today is the day when *everything* that can go wrong goes wrong...I think I need to go to bed.... argh............

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