Vickiepedia

Zho lost her eye to a Black Moa while saving some pansy named Nehdukah, and had since developed a fear of the bird and all birds in general. Plagued by nightmares for years, she decided to tame the very beast in an attempt to overcome the fear, and ended up bringing up her own Black Moa chick and gradually recovered from the memories of the horrid accident.

I don’t recall any particular incident with any particular insect that caused my rather severe phobia of all and any insects. Now, maybe if I get a beetle for a pet, and maybe a caterpillar, and a grasshopper, and a moth, and a butterfly, and a scorpion, and a spider, and a cockroach, and a bee, and…

You know what? Never mind.

Yes, I like to speak of game NPCs like some real-life friends. </loser>

Life is like a game — an (MMO)RPG, more specifically. With all the hardcore solo levelling I’m forced to do almost on a daily basis… Indeed, not without the best weapons, armour and potions…

… I think I’ve finally levelled up and am one step closer to completing the main mission “Conquering Entomophobia (Surrender Is Not an Option)“.

But of course, there are always all these annoyingly distractive side quests: “Pr0n”, “Guild Wars“, “Wash the Dishes”, “Mop the Floor”, “Do the Laundry”, “University Assignments” — some more fun than the others.

No way! I didn’t just put “University Assignments” under side quests. Priorities, Vickie! Priorities!

I stood there, alone in the middle of my bathroom, bladder full. There, right next to the toilet, was a medium-sized cockroach. It wasn’t moving; just there, waiting for me. I kept muttering “I can do this” to myself, kept muttering “you can do this” to my poor bladder sphincter; but couldn’t even move one inch closer to the unwanted visitor.

After 60 minutes of self-assurance and excessive swearing, Vickie versus Roach: Vickie 1, Roach 0.

Ah, it’s nice to empty the bladder — properly. You know, into the toilet.

Hmm, yeh, and the cockroach was already dead by the time I discovered it.

Dude, my entomophobia is impossible…

I’ve decided that I will no longer care what gender* my future partner is, as long as they aren’t afraid of insects of most sizes, and are always willing to do something about it without teasing me while I cower in the corner. That’d not be Dad, by the way, as he was kind of pissed off when Mum woke him from his nap, to realise that the “thing” I was so scared of was only a little moth sitting in front of my door. Understandable, why Dad wasn’t happy, but I couldn’t help myself either.

And if I do decide to look for a partner in Hong Kong; judging from the number of girls who have a similar level of entomophobia like I do… I think I might just end up with a guy.

*Gender — or species, for that matter…

The original programme “Re: Anti-Homophobia”, a sequel of “Anti-Homophobia”, scheduled for today was interrupted by the educational programme “Premenstrual Syndrome”. Sorry for the inconvenience caused.

More than one in three women suffer from Premenstrual Syndrome (PMS). There are over 150 symptoms associated with it, some of the more commonly experienced are: bloating, headaches, irritability, weight gain, skin problems, mood swings & depression, aggression, fatigue, breast tenderness, poor concentration, tearfulness, the feeling of being misunderstood. Others include tension, anger, anxiety, panic attacks, mental confusion, sinus problems, asthma, epilepsy, styes, acne, alcohol abuse, craving for sweet things, binge eating, backache, blah blah blah.

We have interviewed a fellow PMS sufferer, PMS-Vickie.

Profanity check: on

Followed by lots of random rambling. Sorry to interrupt the programme again with… TWO MOTHS FLYING AROUND ME!! Got to go!!!