My first ever detractor came. I guess it was inevitable. I am getting famous, after all. Haha! I wish. I was shell-shocked when I first read the article (and no, that fugly stupid person does not get any more exposure than she already has, so no links). I even cried. That was my mistake. I shouldn’t have cried. But I couldn’t help it. I was outraged. Will you not be outraged when people tell you they do not want you to have money to feed your family? I bet a year’s worth of my income you will be.
But as soon as I saw her face (Pehpot, that researcher of a girl, hunted the author down and showed me her picture), it made me feel better. Why? Well let’s just say she’s not exactly the kind of person I’d even compare myself to, physically and skill-wise. And that’s my understatement of the year.
Wait, this is a thank you post, right?
So I’m supposed to thank people. People who’ve made me feel better, who made me realize why I shouldn’t even be wasting my time thinking about it, people who have made posts about my portfolio, killing that particular article in search results. And here’s the list of said people together with my thank you note for them. I’m also compiling this for future reference, just in case somebody tries a silly stunt again. A reminder in print that I am loved, that a lot of people believe in me.
Pehpot, you dug the dirt for me. And because of that single picture, I am at peace. Haha! Seriously, though. Thank you for being the bestest friend during the time I direly need one. You are the brains behind (as usual) the barrage of link love, and I owe you big time.
LingLing, I love you already, you know that. Hee hee. ‘Sides being über gorgeous, you also have the wonderful heart of a friend. I will be forever grateful to know someone like you.
Ayie, you’re kamalditahan comes in handy in this kind of situation, my dear sister. Thank you for feeling the same way.
Seiko, for being eternally the wise one. I will never be able to put into words how much I am thankful to have known you through the marce club.
Chris, for just believing in me and what I can do.You are the best!
Liz, I know you’re all for a war and I appreciate the kind words on Facebook and on your post. Made this episode much more bearable because you are undoubtedly one of the funniest girls I know.
Niko, (and because she loves me so much has posted about it here, too), because you are always a willing participant in the battlefield (if ever there was one), and would not hesitate to put your life on the line, not only for me, but also for all your friends.
Fedhz, who has to be coerced and threatened into making a post, I’m sorry for being such a pest. But I know you love me and you cannot deny me of that link love, and you know I love you back, and for me you’re a rock star.
Anne, although no posts were made, you fought closer to the fugly target than anyone else I know. Thank you for standing up for me.
Mae, I’m sorry your post is not a blind item anymore. Haha! But I just have to include you here, in case the bitch comes this way, so’s to let her know how much people dislike her post about me. Thank you so much for making me feel so, so much better.
Yami, you know you’re the sweetest, right? I sooo love you. And I hope I can talk to you on YM soon
Mys, I’m always flattered when you write something about me. I seem larger than life somehow when the post is written by Mys. Tee hee. I luuurve your Fontmoochers, by the way.
The list is not complete, I am still hunting down those who have made a post of support about me. The comment section is open, though (hint, hint).
I am leaving you with this quote from The Libertine:
…you must acquire the trick of ignoring those who do not like you. In my experience, those who do not like you fall into two categories: The stupid and the envious. The stupid will like you in five years time. The envious, never.
And yes bitch. You picked the wrong person to cross. My friends are all war freaks. LOL. If not for Peh acting all Carlisle on us, your life would’ve been hell by now. But no more posts about you. Once is enough. I’m all over it already.