First things first, a big thank you for Derek and Romaine for the airtime they gave my third world ass yesterday night. You guys are hilarious! You'll be the first one to know when I buy my first vibrator or when one of my favourite designers throw some swag my way.

Now.

A lot of things happened to me this year. Like most people, I also had my share of personal highs and lows. On top of the usual family problems, one of my best friends moved back to Australia. An ex-boyfriend passed away. Blah blah blah, yaddi yaddi yadda. In the fun spirit of this site, I won't bore you with sordid tales of my life so let's focus with my personal highs instead.

1. Imelda Marcos
Leaving political issues aside, it's not every day you get to have dinner with one of the world's most high-profile women and when I got invited to join Mrs. M on a little rendezvous, I said yes! Contrary to what everyone thinks, no, she does NOT eat little children for lunch. She's really nice, sweet and truly fabulous.

2. New York Post
One of NYC's popular rags, the New York Post named me one of the hottest internet celebs. I know I'm the last one who made the list -- and unless I'm mistaken, I'm probably the only non-American on there as well. SOMEONE FROM THE USA SHOULD JUST FUCKING ADOPT ME SO I CAN MOVE THERE!


3. Marc Jacobs
I know, I know, I should fucking rub it in, right? It truly is a dream come true, especially for most people into fashion. Let's face it, for a lowly nobody in the third world, it's not every day you could pick the phone up at 4 in the morning to speak to one of the most amazing and talented designers of our time.

So what is my most important moment of 2007?

Well, it has nothing to do with buying the latest IT-bag or meeting famous, fabulous people or being mentioned in the press or having one-on-one phone time with one of the world's iconic designers.

2007 is the year I discovered myself.

Not in a masturbatory way, of course. Duh. I discovered that bit when I was 10.

I guess what I'm trying to say is that in the past few years, I've spent an awful lot of time discovering other people, seeking their approval, attention and validation and trying to please them. I wasted so much time worrying about what other people think of me, correcting what they think of me, etc.

I'm always the first one to admit that I'm one of the most insecure bitches on the face of the planet. Every day is a battle with my insecurities. Am I fat? Am I ugly? Am I this or that? What does X think of me? What would X, Y, Z think if I did this? What would A, B, or C say if I do that? People come in and out of my life the way people go through a revolving door. I make new "friends" as fast as I lose them. It's pathetic, I know, but that's just the way it is. But you know what? Screw other people! The ones who are worth it are the ones who make the effort to know you better and stand by you through good times and bad times. People can be vindictive and vicious (heck, I'm probably vicious, too) but at the end of the day, fuck them all, you know?

If there is one MAYJAH thing I learned this year it's to be at peace with myself -- and try my hardest to keep it that way. It's no easy feat, of course, but I realized that everything in this life is temporary. Most of the good things are 'icing on the cake' as they say.

I think it's better to create your OWN little world and anyone you meet becomes part of it instead of you becoming part of theirs. Don't you think?

Time to back off the vodka red bulls. I hope I made sense with what I said. Hah!

I love you all!

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