Guess who’s back, back again, Shaddy’s back, tell a friend…………A bit of Eminem…. Hello Emma baby. I hope you allow me to call you baby. A wise women once said to me, you can only call your friends baby… Are we friends yet? I really don’t want to offend this wise women. She will come around and tell me, You can only call your friends baby…….I get scared of her……. Anyway, you want to know where I have been, right? My Minnie died. Her dream was always to die like romeo and juiliette. So I thought I would do it for her. We both planned to kill ourselves at the same time, but the idiot didn’t know that I lied. I remember someone told me once, use your mind and not your heart. My heart said Minnie is ok for my grandfather, but my mind said, Nah, move on and find someone better…..So I did. We held a knife to our hearts and said, count 1 to 3 and we do it. My Minnie didn’t realize that at school I learnt only to count to 2. So I reached to number 2 and she got to 3 and stabbed herself. Tragic moment. Do you think I done the right thing? Learning from 2 to 3 is very hard. So we went to Canada to bury her. Do you know where Canada is? Its in western Africa next to Singapore. She is out of my life now. I only married her because it was arranged. My mum said to me, Indian girls are the only girls in the world that can have babies. She lied to me. I thought you buy babies from supermarkets. I still haven’t forgiven my mum. So if you didn’t know that, now you do. Not only Indian girls can have babies. So pass that message on to all your friends and make them aware of that. Emma baby, as you realize, my blogs are attracting people to your weblog. I have a proposition for you. I can buy your weblog off you, you can be the manager, but we call it “The Fair enough Blog”. Think about it. I will give you tonight to do so and we can discuss tomorrow. I just feel our supporters and fans out there want to read something interesting. I mean, who wants to read about how sunny it is in London, about how to make chocolate sauce, about meeting a little girl on a bus, comments made by aunti zhoo, about some love heart chocolate. This is 1970’s talk emma baby. If you don’t like that idea, then I believe you should create a link for me called “Ian the turtle” where I just write my own stuff. Ok, who is this lucky girl??????? Do you really want to know? Oh, i cant tell you!!!!! Replying to Kirsty (Comment 4), It’s more like I am the lucky guy to know this girl……………. Abit of history on this girl……I asked this girl to be my partner, but she slapped me really hard on the face. I asked her “Why did you do that”? She said, “I thought I saw a fly or mosquitoes!!!! Then she said I just know you are not the one for me”? I said “Why”? It’s because I have my chamomile tea with 2 spoons of sugar and she has it with no sugar. How crazy is that? I was so shocked!!!!! I went home and asked my mum and she said, go and ask your dad, I am busy now. She was waxing her legs at the time, in the kitchen, while cooking….Yuk….. So I went and asked my father, he said yeah that is normal. I thought, is everyone crazy? He said to me, I married your mother because she has her coffee with skim milk, and dad had it with skim milk as well. After he told me that, I looked up to the sky and thought “Fair enough”…. So now, I am trying really hard to have my chamomile tea with no sugar. Its very hard though, but if you love someone, then I am willing to give up 2 spoons of sugar. This girl means a lot to me. I don’t think she knows how far I would go to be there for her, and make sure she is happy. When she was born, it was raining. Wanna know why????? It’s because the heavens lost there number 1 angel. So they cried……. You want to meet me in person? Oh, emma baby, I have shivers running down my spine. My hands are shaking. I am a very shy and nervous boy. If we meet, can I bring my mum with me? You can bring your aunti zhoo as well. Then they can talk to each and we can all the time for ourselves. You say I have a soft loving heart? You also say, we should open up to each other. Oh, emma baby, I have opened up to you so much? Can you tell me about yourself. Please don’t tell me, that you sleep at 11:30pm, what you eat, about some books, going to library. Just tell me what size bra you wear? This is very hard stuff. Someone tried to explain the sizes for me one day, but I forgot them? Something about DD or something. Based on what you write, I think you are a size C. I can just feel it…. Ooops sorry Sue. I was just feeling a work colleagues boobs. I got carried away. I think sue’s one are very large. You also say we can all learn from Ian. I will teach you all that I know, but if you promise me to teach me how to count to 3. If you need any advice on life, or help, I will try and help. I will check your or OUR weblog everyday. Ok, time to sleep now. Good night Europe, Good Morning Asia, and who cares about America…. See I am talking like you now…….. Right……I knew we were made for each other. Good night, Emma baby….. PS: Mike, You should learn from your parents mistakes – try using some birth control. Now F*** off as your comment is not welcome here……. Ian the turtle……Back in Emma’s weblog…
My reply:-
Hello you,
Welcome back, Ian the turltle Some of us here were wondering where were you? What were you up to? Some of my bloggers asked me personally about who was Ian the turtle? Anyway, I am glad that you ar back to my blog. I bet you had a tough time before. I am sorry to hear about Minnie. What a pity you don’t know how to count to 3. How to teach you to count to 3? It’s really hard to teach you when you know what is ‘3′. lol. Are you trying to make joke here? lol.
See, other side of you is sweet. You said, you are lucky to know the ‘lucky girl’.
This is my blog, and I created a column for my bloggers to tell their stories. I thank you from bottom of my heart. Because of your column, bloggers visited my blog. I have a suggestion- create your own blog then? Why do you want to share with me? lol. This is my blog (my ego says this). lol. I can write about my life here. I don’t share something like my bra size to my bloggers. Are you out of your mind? lol. You really know how to make me smile.
I was so surprised this morning. Checked my emails. Gosh, I got like million comments in my blog from you. I had a cup of coffee and a small piece of New York cheesecake for my lunch. How pathetic is that?!
I think you need to re-learn the world map. hahaha…I know where is Canada? See, you just like to bluff me around. I know I am not good in geography- in this 10 years, I travelled quite a lot. lol. Don’t forget, I am from Malaysia and Singapore is really near to Malaysia. lol. Did I tell you that, I was in Singapore before I returned to London last month? lol. See….told you..I travelled to some places in this world.
Alright Ian. Welcome back! I really appreciate your comeback. Shy with me yeah? mmm..some of the men I met, they were so shy at the first place. After we met, they were not shy anymore to me. They can talk and express their feeling How cool is that? They still shy with other ladies though. lol.
Take care and need to start my work. Welcome back
Emma xx.
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. Long story..don’t want to talk about this yet. If I was really stubborn and just pursued, I think I already had my Doctor title. Of course there are many good things happened after that. I won’t be here, for instance and won’t have this kind of story to tell you this evening. 
Slowly, I pulled myself together. I worked really hard. I had a research award from my faculty. I know it was just ‘nothing’ to most people. But for me, it was an appreciation of my research contribution to university and public. I built my network around Malaysia and even in Asia Pacific. Now, I am here, another opportunity for me to build my network here right. 