Weeeeeeeeelllll ... thank you very muchness to KENNYSIA, I seem to have had about a million e-mails, kind comments, love letters etc. in the past 24 hours. That's good; both nice, and good. When I began this blog, I outright explained that I was encouraged to do so by my shrink, who thought I could use this blog as some kinda outlet for the shit that I gotta face, gotta get over. And you know what? For the most part, it works! If it helps you, My Darlings, overcome some of your everydaycandycrap then so much the better! But now I'm gonna FUCKIN' pissed for a moment; not just because I'm drunk, high, and because I've had the best orgasm inthefuckinentiremuthafuckinworld, not just because I'm bloggin', and I'm not comin' down -- this is on behalf of all of you FUCKIN' FREAKS who chase people like me like we're some kinda bitches on heat (if ya don't know what I mean, go see a freind with the nearest female dog, and tell her to let it out for a second ...)

OKAY .......... heeeeeeeeeeeeeeer GOES: THIS IS ONE OF THE LATEST COMMENTS (I know you can all see it in the last post anyway but I'mrefuckinprintinthefucka):

Bullshit.

Just another Malaysian blogger trying to pretend to be an anonymous celebrity........ why the fuck would a Celebrity even hint that they are an "A-List-Celebrity" if they wanted to avoid attention ?

I hacked into your email and searched for your real life photos just to make sure. Don't worry, I won't post it anywhere.. if you stop this bullshit.

Stop lying to the blog readers !!! >:(

BEFORE MY RANT: One, I have never been to Malaysia! Two, if someone is kind enough to link to me, and ya' can't be kind back, fuck off.

This, My Darlings, is sheer wierdo fuckin ceepy crap of the kind I get in real fuckin' life; and ya know what -- I do NOT need this shit here. IF you do not like this blog, don't come here. So I say: Nicevil, ya checked my e-mail 'cout hah? So THAT MEANS you found NO "real life photos" then, and ya fullafuckinshit!!! AND IF YA DID, POST 'EM; OR A LINK TO 'EM SOMEWHERE ON THE WEB IN THE COMMENTS SECTION OF THIS POST!! Apart from the fact that ya are fuckin' deranged as a fuckin' pieceaCRAP, what you did is a fellony - except you didn't do it, 'coz you're full-a-fuckin'shit!

When I began this blog - and you can see the first post RIGHT HERE - I made it clear that I just wanted to express myself, find a consort, and avenue of expression. I'm sharin' my fuckin' life with you, and THIS is how you repay me? FUCK YOU!

Okay, lecture over. On and up to more positive things. So, anyway, recently I been seeing this musician, and to cut a long story short, he's friends with this producer in London. Tha' guy did this like totally HUGE band when they were still relatively unknown, about 2 years ago. So he says to me the other night:

PRODUCER: Come to a gig with me, tonight. I did a few tracks with them fairly recently, and you'd enjoy the time off. Second thoughts: YOU NEED the time off. (This is true: this is also the reason I blog. I always need the time off.)

ME: Is this a cumon, cause like, I'm prettyfuckinfull with partners right now. And I'm NOT in the mood for ANY more stories about how my career is divin', about me on drugs, or especially about me-screwing-fuckin'-hot-producer, just cause ya' wanna sell a few fuckin' records.

PRODUCER: You're pretty, girl, but not EXACTLY my type.

ME: What tha' fuck's that supposed to mean?

PRODUCER: What it means? So, anyway, you coming?

And yes, I came to the gig. It was good. In fact, very, very good. I would have screwed the lead singer were it not fo' fact that 1) he's gay, 2) his boyfriend was there too, 3) I wasn't already sleeping with a black guy (although black guys and white girls is my current sexual combination. Try it, if you get time. The great thing is you get pink pussy and huuuuuge cock. Mix in a lil' white peach Margharita, cocaine, oxycontin, xanax - insert drug of choice - and you're haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaavin' a baaaaaaaaalllllll)!!!!

Here's the BAND. Go look at them. But no freaky shit, no freaky whackjob e-mails and comments, okay? Art is healing, acting is about getting better, that's why I'm a fuckin' performer. (f you don't wanna get better, don't try art).

For most of you, I love your comments, the fact that you read here, the fact that you love the expereince of this blog. I'm tellin' you I'm an A-lizt 'cause how else do I write hoonestly, verbosely? How do I heal (and I need healin' real bad). Well anywayz, I'm back in L.A. now, in the penthouse. I'm wonderin' whether to change it. Whether to get somewhere simpler, calmer, less extravagant. There's so many memories here, so many times I've been close to the edge. Close to boys, close to girls, close to heaven, to hell, to falling.

Blogging helps me through that, my shrink helps me through that -- most of all, good art helps me through that. Feel free to promote yourself here as a wannabe artist. Tell me about THAT. That, My Darlings, is healing ...

I love You All, Really --

Your Anonymous Celebrity 'x'

Comments

[Nicevil]

Oh, by the way, stop leaving positive comments on your own blog as "Anonymous people".
Don't you think it's sad that you have to comment and support yourself on your own blog ?

Anonymous Visitor, Good Boy Gone Bad, Dumbboy ?? Goddamn it's so obvious, the IP trace also confirms it.

[Nicevil]

Woooooooweee deleting all the bad commentssss just proves that we are right. :(((

[Good Boy Gone Bad]

Fuck ya Nicevil, I even left my URL here, check it out before you bark like some shitheads

[bibofan]

loved parent trap.. sweetness..

[Jacob]

uuhhh, this is seriously sucky. i'm not believing it either. why would an A-list celebrity read kennysia n xia xue :s! doesn't make sense. besides, everything sounds so wannabe n seriously all the pictures look like its taken frm google image ><

[ash]

total lilo wannabee. get a life for goodness sake. but gotta salute ur creativity and imagination level. peace!

[ash]

total lilo wannabee. get a life for goodness sake. but gotta salute ur creativity and imagination level. peace!