So I’ll be taking the road to ‘prima donna-ism’ You come to me. I won’t be going to you.  You like what you read, you read. If not, I can’t be bothered.  You want to comment, go ahead. You want to spam me, go ahead, i won’t be replying anyway. I’m going to do what all famous celebrities do, stand there and wait for people to come and scramble over me. Shake their hands only when they strecth out theirs first. And oh, I am going the master the art of the celebritiy’s handsake. When i offer my hand, you are just suppose to hold it lightly and then quickly let go. Don’t give me that firm, hard handshake. That’s not for celebrities like me. I won’t be grasping your hand too eagerly, that’s for sure.

I expect all of you to link me in your blogs,and when you are posting, i expect no less than one permalink per week. I am celebrity, remember that!. Linking a celebrity is good for your traffic. When on rare occasions that i finally link you back, you are to thank me profusely and feel indebted to me for the rest of your pitiful blogging life. You are to mention my blog at the slightest given apportunity and when I am in a good mood, I will visit your blog and put in a one sentence comment. You will be the envy of the sphere from thereon, because I commented on your blog. I am a celebrity, remember that! Having a celebrity comment on your blog is priceless!

You required by the laws of prima donna-ism to worship the keypad that I type on. You are also reminded to put my profile picture alongside that of your ancestors on your family alter. When I blogged that I farted, you must comment and say my fart is like air freshener. When I blog about the piece of nose shit that i dug out earlier, be alert enough to comment that it was a fantastic  piece of shit. Remember, when I’m happy, I might go visit your blog.

My name is Ah Pek! Remember that! Consider yourself previledged to have laid eyes on my blog!