No please stop calling me Sweatlee. My actual name is Suet Li, 18, unemployed, college dropout.
Loves to eat. Plays basketball. Hates to drive. That's basically all you need to know about me.
Oh, stay tuned for more updates on TheClub okay! Recent activities include recruiting a new member, unofficial meeting (because I wasn't there the whole time so it's unofficial okay!), and uhh..weighing ourselves wtf. which I didn't do cause I was working but even if I'm there also I won't do lah everyone is like 10 kg lighter than me.
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Sometimes I get really sad when people talk about things they did when they were kids. Since I'm in Subang, a rather urbanized area, everyone I know here grows up here as well. Where as for me, I spent 11 good long years of my childhood in a small town, sorta like a village.
I've always been a village girl since young. I grow up climbing trees, playing barefooted with the guys, swimming in the river and stuff like that. I never really know what fairytales were, or what Spice Girls was, or that Thumbelina was a really small girl from a fairytale and not a really delicious snack shaped like thumbs.
So sometimes when my friends here talk about fairytales or things they learnt when they were young, I feel so left out. I didn't really know what Sweet Valley was until I was 13/14. Heck, I can't even read a single page of a book filled with English words when I was 10! English to me then was like a foreign word. I grew up trying to fit in into this English-speaking, 'cool' community who knows the ABCs of Backstreet Boys, The Moffats and Jessica and Elizabeth Wakefield.
It sure is hard to fit in, but sometimes I'd like to think I've suceeded. I tried learning what these people have learnt all their lives when all I've been doing then was wasting time, playing galah panjang and that ting ting thing when you throw the stone and jump with one leg and playing masak masak with saliva and leaves and play doctor and give medicine made of ashes.
But sometimes, fitting in gets really tiring. No one really said being a village girl is bad isn't it? Why should I even bother trying to change my childhood? It took me 8 years to realize that my real childhood was spent wisely. 8 long years to realize that the time I've spent reading (or memorizing) the biographies of singers and knowing what I should've known about fairytales is truly the time wasted.
Shit, late for work!
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Okay I've always really wondered whether people who read me are males or females. I kinda have the perception that only girls will read/stalk blogs and guys usually play games and stuff but I was kinda surprised when a number of guys actually bother commenting as well.
So here's a poll to see how many of you readers are actually males, or females, or. undecided.. This time, will EVERYone who reads me participate pretty pleasee? (participate wtf yay come participate in this poll-athon wtf i'm so lame)
It won't take much of your time and you don't have to pay/fill in forms/blinded by pop ups! Just one click and that's all it'll take!