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I am a Singaporean-Dutch (or Dutch-Singaporean). A 47 ½% Singaporean, 46 ½% Dutch and 6% out of this world lesbian, who tend to spell Lesbian with a capital L just to provoke, and got out of my closet while in the mid twenties.
Didn’t look back and from there I went out to conquer the world and spread the word.
Well, out and out. I came out to my friends, my coworkers, my parents and siblings. The rest came whenever it were important for them and the world to know.
I did try to conquer the world – in my own loving way by spreading sappho love and poetry.
But I am older and (slightly) more boring now.
I am a nonsmoking angry feminist, one of those who believe in equality in gender and mandatory maternity leave for males as well as women. Nah I am not really angry – most of the time I am actually smiling and madly crazy happy – in sort of a drooling kind of way.
My Singaporean genes demand that I spend a lot of time talking about food…
All my Dutch genes does is to give me some sudden urges to go clog dancing and grow tulips when it is most inconvenient to me. But I guess they are also the reason for why I am absolutely amazing at doing Dutch braids.
I am fighting for equality. Oh and I want to be paid just as much as my male colleagues do at work. Does my masters not count for anything else than I should look pretty when it is needed eh? Grrrr…
“Did you know that female full-time workers made only
7871 cents for every dollar earned by men?“
Anyway, I am a so called grownup now and got a grown up job with grownup responsibilities where I get to yo-yo between Singapore and Amsterdam. I still feel like I’m 27 and need to go out and realize myself every weekend – or whenever I feel it is time to shout to the world that I am alive. (Not when I am in my nesting period)
I sometimes even like to dance.
As a child I wanted to be a princess, teacher, dancer, bass player, the pink panther and a pirate. Then I found out that sailing were rather boring – and that people took offence to piracy in general, so I wanted to be a pilot and a space pirate princess instead – and then found out that Singapore Airlines did not employ female pilots on it’s long haul flights.
And why the effing eff not???
Well, it turns out that the sexist idiots at Singaporean Airlines, believe that women is not capable of doing long haul flights as pilots!!! WTF!!. No. Women need to stay out in the cabin and serve the passengers in their scantily tight dresses on these flights….
Later I came to realize that all that I wanted was to be heroic and an idealist who rescues damsels in distress. I should have seen the writing on the wall at that time – or maybe I took the idea of rescuing damsels in distress too literal and twisted that image to suit me better later in my life.
Unfortunately the space dreams got crushed at age 12 when I learned that my mother had set her mind up on that I should become a doctor like her. Didn’t like that idea, so after years of anguish I turned to writing.
Mom. Thank you so very much for the medical journal subscription and the anatomy book at my 12th birthday. Loved it so much that I cried myself to sleep.
My dad were like “Yea whatever makes you happy girl. Live your dreams when you can. Just promise me that you won’t bring boys home with shit or ink on their face.” Oh he could be sure that I would not do that at all.
I am still an idealist.
I still like the idea of rescuing damsels in distress from their princess towers. Maybe it is me who is in need of some sexy rescuing??
And my princess tower even got a lift.
This is my 5th time trying to write a blog and hopefully this will last a little longer than my femmeporn and platonic pink blogs lasted.
My writings will be without an overall topic, well besides that I am Lesbian/gay/lesbisch/拉子(lāzi)/ 拉拉(lālā)/婆(po)/plu a so-called Yin-Yin girl, then I’ll try to write about my life, my messed up relations to other women, maybe my dating horrors, my sexy and cute stalker, my gay male bff’s and whatever comes to my mind. Like my job. Maybe even you? Who knows?
Welcome, sit back and relax.
Send me love letters if you are single and lesbian. Do it even if you are straight.
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