For some lewd reason this whole parent-trying-to-censor-my-foul-language issue has been blown into enormous proportions. Fong replied my mail which will remain private and confidential as promised, and Lilian had another person writing to her as well.

I feel obliged to answer. I have to. So answer I will. And I am not attempting to try to be responsible. I'm just trying to… say a few things about the world.

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When I was 24, I met a nice teacher with a 10 year old daughter. She told me that the Harry Potter books were blasphemous, because JK Rowling teaches kids to cast spells on people they hated. She said that JK Rowling also taught kids that it was OK to make fun of horrible teachers like Prof Trelawney and Prof Snape, and well, I do agree with her… except that part about the blasphemy published in the Harry Potter books.

I asked her if she would ever allow her children to read the books and her answer was this, 'Later, when they are older, when they are able to understand right from wrong.'

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I have some words to say to younger people who read my site and think I'm cool.

First of all, thank you very much.

I believe that if you are able to understand the words that I spew on my site, you're probably an intelligent person, and I don't think you need Mummy or Daddy to tell you that, 'You know girl, what you're reading here, is just something to read, not something to emulate.'

You don't even need me to tell you that.

I trust that you are old enough to understand that you cannot accept sweets from strangers, just like you cannot just curse at every hairy, dirty old men who wolf whistles at you.

If you knew how to turn to that page in the newspaper and appreciate this phenomenon called 'blogging' and, well, if you knew how to appreciate the way I write (which is crap, some say but regardless, by a certain hilarious stroke of luck, I am rather femes), you would also know that some of the grammar here is skewed (so much for me being the English editor), and 'jeles' and 'femes' are very wrong ways to spell 'jealous' and 'famous'.

And if you, you know, wanna be like me one day, you know, you should first think about every other thing that comes across your table. You shouldn't just dismiss coffee because it contains caffeine, and neither should you dismiss Dan Brown because he suggested Jesus and Mary Magdalene had children…

And because you shouldn't dismiss anything just because, you shouldn't also dismiss your parents' concerns when they tell you you should not be reading my blog anymore.

Patience is a good thing. You didn't know this, but until the age of 21, my mum set an 11 pm curfew on me. I wasn't allowed to go on trips or outings with my friends until I was 18. And still I survived.

And Auntie, Uncle, Ma, Pa, Po-po, Kong-kong, everyone else who thinks I'm a kurang ajar girl who thinks saying the four-letter word is cool, I'm sorry but really, I can choose not to swear too.

But this is my blog and I said it is a place for me to release stress.

When I was young, I heard my mother swear because someone short-changed her 10 bucks at the market, and that changed my life forever. I decided, that when I became 25, I will allow myself the luxury of swearing in public.

At least, I can tell you, it is not cool to swear, because swearing betrays the immense stress that I have to undergo every single day, as… me.

And kids, if you feel like saying anything foul, you know, hold it in, you can always wait until you're 25, and then you can swear all you like. Although I would still suggest you to only swear on the blog, and not in real life. Cos SWEARING is WAY NOT COOL AT ALL.