Nuffnang blog awards, here I come!

So why am I holding a teddy bear, in that dress, with a suitcase, looking as blur as ever? Well, in order to answer that I'd have to start from the well, start. Heh.


This is in part a competition post I've submitted and in part, my own story. Some of it's fact and some of it's fiction but I wont spoil everything by telling you which is which. 

Don't worry, we'll get to the suitcase later.

~xXx~

Once upon a time, there lived a young girl who grew up in a mystical land - A valley filled to the brim with shining castles that dominated the skyline, gleaming like diamonds in the dark and waves of sunlight in the day.

They called this cryptic province 'Silicon Valley' because of the bright magic chips they grew there, and this was where the young girl spent her early years - In a castle of her own with her powerful parents who ruled over their part of the kingdom.

Everyone who lived there possessed extraordinary powers and could create magnificent things with the power of their minds. But while her father possessed such powers, the young girl - unknown to her people and her family - did not, and grew up in constant fear of being discovered, for the people of Silicon Valley did not accept commoners easily.

Then one day, the inevitable happened and the young girl, along with her family, were banished from the Valley of Silicons for eternity. With nothing but the coins in their pouches, they made a new life for themselves  by selling Nasi Lemak and Roti Telur in a corner of the world, a place called - Sungai Petani. For the first time in her life, the girl felt safe and cherished, no longer persecuted by unseen forces. But she was not allowed to venture outside of her house, for the people of Sungai Petani did not like outsiders, with their magic powers and patronizing tones, and refused to speak their language.

So she grew up shielded from the outside world, with no other way to venture beyond her cottage but through the portal her father gave her as a child. With this portal, the girl discovered a group of outsiders just like her who were called The Nuffnangers. They shared their thoughts and emotions with the world, and ranted and took pictures of food and camwhored and wrote poems and ranted some more. Oh, how the girl wished she could one day meet them - this elusive group she wished she could join.

Then one day from her portal, she heard wonderful news - the Nuffnangers were having a gathering come the 16th of December, where 500 other Nuffnangers would convene from all over the land to Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia for the Nuffnang Asia-Pacific Blog Awards 2011 in Putrajaya Marriott. But in order to do that, she had to list out the three top reasons why she wanted to go so very very badly as if the story above wasn't enough.

So here we go:

Three reasons why it is absolutely imperative that I go to the Nuffnang Asia-Pacific Blog Awards.

1.I have no friends.

That's right. It's me. I'm Forever Alone Guy. 

Well, I have acquaintances - close acquaintances (So I don't get belasah-ed the next day) even, but someone who can list out the top five reasons why Steven Moffat is the MOST AWESOMEST SCRIPTWRITER EVER or someone who's shoulder I could cry on when Rose left The Doctor? No. Nope. Nada. Neh. 

Maybe it has something to do with the faulty wiring from my brain to my mouth, or maybe it has to do with the fact that I study at a Chinese School, but almost all of my closest friends are online. Now that I finally have a chance to meet them, do you really want to take that from me? Do you? Huh?

2. There is a dress sitting at the back of my closet for 2 years and hasn't been worn once.

This is true. See that dress in the first picture up there? Well I've never actually officially broken it in yet. The sad thing is that my boyfriend bought that beautiful beautiful dress as a birthday present and I've never worn it out once. I'm not a dress kind 'a gal. 

But he's losing his patience and even though he may look like a friendly kind of guy, I swear he's an animal when he gets mad, oh yeah. He'll get all warped up and start beating his chest and ripping his clothes and tearing things up and smashing down buildings and kidnapping young women and climbing up the Empire State Building.

Wanna see him?

Meet Einstein.
The world's smartest cat who managed to trap himself with a plastic bag

3. I am but a humble country girl who knows nought about the capitalistic ways of the city.

What do you mean "But didn't you grow up in Northern California?" 

Eh, that was years ago okay? I learnt my lahs and did my dahs and I swear I can speak better Malay than some of the Malays in KL. See, every time I head to the big cities like JB or KL I turn into a little kid all over again. The big buildings never cease to amaze me, I get transfixed whenever I enter a shiny clean toilet and god forbid if you leave me near a Big Mall (yes, with capital letters) like Mid Valley.

In Kedah I'm always The American Kid, or That Ang Moh Girl, but there's still a part of me that spent her teenage years sitting alone by the riverside, reading and day dreaming. Just because you can't see it, that doesn't mean it's not there. So, yes, it would be nice to dress up and pretend like I'm a princess again. Just sayin.

So...who's gonna send me to the Nuffnang Blog Awards again?

...Anybody?

The Nuffnang Asia-Pacific Blog Awards is brought to you by Volkswagen Malaysia and Putrajaya Marriott

[Don't be shy! Leave your comments, critiques, and conundrums down here. I'm a big girl, I can handle honesty, bring it on! ('cause like I said, this means a lot to me)]