Monday, 16 May 2016
My name is Mrs. Janice Chin. You can find me on Facebook as Zhu Janice. I was born during the Korean War when a Thai/Japanese-American soldier raped a North Korean farmer. I was born in Incheon, near Seoul in South Korea.
My adopted father brought me to Singapore when I was a baby because my foster mother was forced
by PAP to undergo ligation to become sterilized after she had 2 children under the "Stop at 2 Campaign".
As a result, I was adopted into a rich Straits Chinese family in Singapore, the Imperial Ming Chinese
Choo family. However, because I am not blood related, I use the PRC version of the surname Zhu.
I thank my father and mother who adopted me failing which I would be dead or a sad orphan in North
Korea today instead of being in one of the wealthiest and most exciting city of the world, Singapore City where the Merlion roars.
I was sponsored into Methodist Girls' School the alma mater of Singapore Founding Mother Kwa Geok Choo. This school was set up by a Christian, the excellent Sophia Blackmore, and my Straits
Chinese adopted family sponsored my full school education, full limousine school coach for daily trips back and forth to Orchard, Singapore.
However, I did not study hard and dropped out of school. I started glue sniffing with my Malay
boyfriend, Mahmud, at Broadrick Secondary School. One day, he wanted to introduce drugs to me.
Glue sniffing was ok for me but I didn't want to progress to hard drugs. He unzipped his pants
and forced himself on me. I felt very hurt because he was my first love.
I realized then that he was not interested to save up and find work to pay the bridewealth that I deserve as a Virgin Bride from the Imperial Choo Clan to marry me and take me as a wife. Instead, he
wanted to use my body to perform indecent, unnatural, lewd sex acts. He slapped my buttocks several times and forced me to turn my body in a compromising position.
I screamed for help but no one helped me. I finally picked up a rock and hit him on his head and ran away.
When I was 14, Mahmud tried to take revenge. A Bangladeshi man that he paid off stopped me at a bus-stop while I was walking home and asked me why I was wearing my school skirt so short, and if
I was asking to be raped.
I told him "I like it what". "It's so hot." "Do you expect me to wear long Bengali pants like you?" And
I walked away. Instead, he became angry grabbed me, pulled down my skirt and panties exposing my private parts in the middle of the public road and sexually abused me.
I screamed for help and no one would help. I felt like I was raped and I was very scared. I did not tell anyone this story.
I aborted my fetus 4 months later. I did not tell my father or mother. To this day, I regret this. I never called the police or anyone about this incident.
My sister decided for us not to look down on prostitutes and the sex trade in Singapore. We believe that we prostitutes also pay taxes and CPF in Singapore. They decide equal rights like everyone else in society.
People should not look down on us because we are Thai.
So I formed a political group to lobby for tattoos to be socially acceptable for women and for prostitution to be legalized for all women in Singapore, not just Thai women.
In Thailand, every woman including a wife, is free to charge a fee or price for having sex or performing sex for men. Why is it that everything in Singapore is so expensive but a woman's sexual services should be free, and if we charge money for it, we are called sluts and prostitutes when other white and peranakan and even Chinese girls sleep around with married men, ugly men, random men they call "boyfriends" and are not called "sluts" or "prostitutes" or even 'hookers'.
I feel this is severely unfair, as such I decided to perform investigations on the secret lives of Desker Road prostitutes in Singapore. A lot of films have been made on glamorous prostitution in Geylang Singapore or Orchard Towers. But nothing is said about the sad miserable poor lives of Desker Road sex workers.
I find although they do not conform to social standards of beauty, they are more humane and perform more charitable sex acts at steep discounts to serve men who are overworked, overstressed and underpaid in Singapore especially in the construction industry.
Why don't these men marry the Desker Road prostitutes? If every man can marry one Desker Road prostitute and buy a HDB flat, they can have children and start a happy Singaporean family and end the vicious cycle of prostitution and slave labourers who lose their hard-earned monies to the rent portion and pimp's commission of prostitution since the pay of the Desker Road prostitute is very low.
I am now happily married to a rich Peranakan man from Malaysia, Adrian Chin of Khattar and Wong and Withers, a Partner in Real Estate.
I now have a baby girl born with a slight congenital disease.
However, I do not believe prostitution is wrong, and I continue to fight for the rights of Desker Road prostitutes everyday.
In the photo below, you can find me modelling as a BLOWGIRL what they call Desker Road sex worker who charge $20 per 15 minutes for performing oral sex.
I want people to change their concept of prostitution and broaden their mind and to liberalize prostitution. If we can legalize casinos, why can't we legalize prostitution?
I find this unfair as the landlords are the ones who are making the most of the profits from prostitution and not the sex workers themselves.
Join me to fight against social injustice and exploitation of sex workers.
My adopted father brought me to Singapore when I was a baby because my foster mother was forced
by PAP to undergo ligation to become sterilized after she had 2 children under the "Stop at 2 Campaign".
As a result, I was adopted into a rich Straits Chinese family in Singapore, the Imperial Ming Chinese
Choo family. However, because I am not blood related, I use the PRC version of the surname Zhu.
I thank my father and mother who adopted me failing which I would be dead or a sad orphan in North
Korea today instead of being in one of the wealthiest and most exciting city of the world, Singapore City where the Merlion roars.
I was sponsored into Methodist Girls' School the alma mater of Singapore Founding Mother Kwa Geok Choo. This school was set up by a Christian, the excellent Sophia Blackmore, and my Straits
Chinese adopted family sponsored my full school education, full limousine school coach for daily trips back and forth to Orchard, Singapore.
However, I did not study hard and dropped out of school. I started glue sniffing with my Malay
boyfriend, Mahmud, at Broadrick Secondary School. One day, he wanted to introduce drugs to me.
Glue sniffing was ok for me but I didn't want to progress to hard drugs. He unzipped his pants
and forced himself on me. I felt very hurt because he was my first love.
I realized then that he was not interested to save up and find work to pay the bridewealth that I deserve as a Virgin Bride from the Imperial Choo Clan to marry me and take me as a wife. Instead, he
wanted to use my body to perform indecent, unnatural, lewd sex acts. He slapped my buttocks several times and forced me to turn my body in a compromising position.
I screamed for help but no one helped me. I finally picked up a rock and hit him on his head and ran away.
When I was 14, Mahmud tried to take revenge. A Bangladeshi man that he paid off stopped me at a bus-stop while I was walking home and asked me why I was wearing my school skirt so short, and if
I was asking to be raped.
I told him "I like it what". "It's so hot." "Do you expect me to wear long Bengali pants like you?" And
I walked away. Instead, he became angry grabbed me, pulled down my skirt and panties exposing my private parts in the middle of the public road and sexually abused me.
I screamed for help and no one would help. I felt like I was raped and I was very scared. I did not tell anyone this story.
I aborted my fetus 4 months later. I did not tell my father or mother. To this day, I regret this. I never called the police or anyone about this incident.
My sister decided for us not to look down on prostitutes and the sex trade in Singapore. We believe that we prostitutes also pay taxes and CPF in Singapore. They decide equal rights like everyone else in society.
People should not look down on us because we are Thai.
So I formed a political group to lobby for tattoos to be socially acceptable for women and for prostitution to be legalized for all women in Singapore, not just Thai women.
In Thailand, every woman including a wife, is free to charge a fee or price for having sex or performing sex for men. Why is it that everything in Singapore is so expensive but a woman's sexual services should be free, and if we charge money for it, we are called sluts and prostitutes when other white and peranakan and even Chinese girls sleep around with married men, ugly men, random men they call "boyfriends" and are not called "sluts" or "prostitutes" or even 'hookers'.
I feel this is severely unfair, as such I decided to perform investigations on the secret lives of Desker Road prostitutes in Singapore. A lot of films have been made on glamorous prostitution in Geylang Singapore or Orchard Towers. But nothing is said about the sad miserable poor lives of Desker Road sex workers.
I find although they do not conform to social standards of beauty, they are more humane and perform more charitable sex acts at steep discounts to serve men who are overworked, overstressed and underpaid in Singapore especially in the construction industry.
Why don't these men marry the Desker Road prostitutes? If every man can marry one Desker Road prostitute and buy a HDB flat, they can have children and start a happy Singaporean family and end the vicious cycle of prostitution and slave labourers who lose their hard-earned monies to the rent portion and pimp's commission of prostitution since the pay of the Desker Road prostitute is very low.
I am now happily married to a rich Peranakan man from Malaysia, Adrian Chin of Khattar and Wong and Withers, a Partner in Real Estate.
I now have a baby girl born with a slight congenital disease.
However, I do not believe prostitution is wrong, and I continue to fight for the rights of Desker Road prostitutes everyday.
In the photo below, you can find me modelling as a BLOWGIRL what they call Desker Road sex worker who charge $20 per 15 minutes for performing oral sex.
I want people to change their concept of prostitution and broaden their mind and to liberalize prostitution. If we can legalize casinos, why can't we legalize prostitution?
I find this unfair as the landlords are the ones who are making the most of the profits from prostitution and not the sex workers themselves.
Join me to fight against social injustice and exploitation of sex workers.
My name is Ivy Yokota.
I am 5"10 tall, my waist size size 28, and my bust is 35D.
These are my measurements post-op.
Since I was 6 years old, I suffered from depression, and was diagnosed with psychotic
manic-depression.
My father, a supporter of PAP, brought me for Counselling at Woodbridge Mental Health,
now called IMH.
They put electric signals through my brain and caused a lot of pain. They tried to change my psychological identification as a girl but could not.
They also suggested that I undergo surgery to remove me male genitalia form but I refused.
Singapore society refused to accept two-spirited individuals like me. In medical lexicology,
I was called intersexed.
I was born a beautiful baby, intelligent and happy, except for slight differences in genitalia.
This is because of the toxins in the hormones and anti-biotics in Thailand farmed chicken imported by NTUC into Singapore that my mother consumed when she was pregnant with me.
I am blessed to be born with two sets of genitals. I have 2 ovaries, and functional fallopian tubes. However, on the exterior, I possess fully developed male genitalia, with two undescended testes
and a male penis.
I never thought there was anything wrong with me.
However, in Singapore, as a child, on my NRIC, I was told that I was to put FEMALE.
As I grew into my teenage years, I bloomed into the most beautiful girl in my entire family, my entire school and neighborhood and won Ms. Chinatown in Singapore when I was only 15 years old.
However, when they found out that I was born intersexed, I was not allowed to compete in Miss Singapore Universe and instead they chose another MGS girl, Nuraliza Osman, because she has only 1 set of genitalia.
I felt this was utter discrimination. I called for change but faced opposition from PAP, and also Singapore Government Officials who called me denigratory names such as "Bapok", "Ah Guah" and "Pontianak".
When I was 16, I suffered from anorexia bulimia as I thought that drinking Japanese slimming tea would end my misery, remove my fats and also make the fats like male genitalia shrink and disappear.
Since then, I have met a Japanese man who accepts me for who I am although I face ostracization from my family.
I have undergone successful full surgery in Seoul, Korea (chin correction and rhinoplasty), vaginal rejuvanation in Bangkok, Thailand, and complete genital transformation (also popularly known as "sex change") under the knife of the most trained surgeons under the Singaporean inventor, Benjamin Sheares, of the first artificial vagina.
Today, I am a happily married woman with a tall and handsome husband who loves me for who I am inside and not for my genitals.
I have also successfully transformed from an intersexed person to a woman. Although it was very painful and traumatic, I prefer it this way.
However, I have read recently that sex change operations are cruel, expensive and inflict permanent psychological damage.
My mother has called me a tomboy since young and sometimes I wonder why I had to suffer so much cruelty to appeal to the society's concept of beauty.
When I was young and intersexed, I loved and fell in love with both boys and girls and I naturally identify as a full bisexual. Also called "AC/DC".
However, due to Singapore's rigid code on gender, I was forced to choose one. I chose woman. Sometimes, I regret it as I believe I also make a very good man and husband. I sometimes dream that society will not be so cruel and will accept intersexed babies as normal and not subject us to shame and ostracization and humiliation.
I feel like after the sex op, I have lost half of my self that has been aborted. My male soul has been killed and annihilated.
I am creating this blog to create awareness for GLBTQI peoples especially intersex people for equal rights, treatment and most of all, for human dignity.
I am 5"10 tall, my waist size size 28, and my bust is 35D.
These are my measurements post-op.
Since I was 6 years old, I suffered from depression, and was diagnosed with psychotic
manic-depression.
My father, a supporter of PAP, brought me for Counselling at Woodbridge Mental Health,
now called IMH.
They put electric signals through my brain and caused a lot of pain. They tried to change my psychological identification as a girl but could not.
They also suggested that I undergo surgery to remove me male genitalia form but I refused.
Singapore society refused to accept two-spirited individuals like me. In medical lexicology,
I was called intersexed.
I was born a beautiful baby, intelligent and happy, except for slight differences in genitalia.
This is because of the toxins in the hormones and anti-biotics in Thailand farmed chicken imported by NTUC into Singapore that my mother consumed when she was pregnant with me.
I am blessed to be born with two sets of genitals. I have 2 ovaries, and functional fallopian tubes. However, on the exterior, I possess fully developed male genitalia, with two undescended testes
and a male penis.
I never thought there was anything wrong with me.
However, in Singapore, as a child, on my NRIC, I was told that I was to put FEMALE.
As I grew into my teenage years, I bloomed into the most beautiful girl in my entire family, my entire school and neighborhood and won Ms. Chinatown in Singapore when I was only 15 years old.
However, when they found out that I was born intersexed, I was not allowed to compete in Miss Singapore Universe and instead they chose another MGS girl, Nuraliza Osman, because she has only 1 set of genitalia.
I felt this was utter discrimination. I called for change but faced opposition from PAP, and also Singapore Government Officials who called me denigratory names such as "Bapok", "Ah Guah" and "Pontianak".
When I was 16, I suffered from anorexia bulimia as I thought that drinking Japanese slimming tea would end my misery, remove my fats and also make the fats like male genitalia shrink and disappear.
Since then, I have met a Japanese man who accepts me for who I am although I face ostracization from my family.
I have undergone successful full surgery in Seoul, Korea (chin correction and rhinoplasty), vaginal rejuvanation in Bangkok, Thailand, and complete genital transformation (also popularly known as "sex change") under the knife of the most trained surgeons under the Singaporean inventor, Benjamin Sheares, of the first artificial vagina.
Today, I am a happily married woman with a tall and handsome husband who loves me for who I am inside and not for my genitals.
I have also successfully transformed from an intersexed person to a woman. Although it was very painful and traumatic, I prefer it this way.
However, I have read recently that sex change operations are cruel, expensive and inflict permanent psychological damage.
My mother has called me a tomboy since young and sometimes I wonder why I had to suffer so much cruelty to appeal to the society's concept of beauty.
When I was young and intersexed, I loved and fell in love with both boys and girls and I naturally identify as a full bisexual. Also called "AC/DC".
However, due to Singapore's rigid code on gender, I was forced to choose one. I chose woman. Sometimes, I regret it as I believe I also make a very good man and husband. I sometimes dream that society will not be so cruel and will accept intersexed babies as normal and not subject us to shame and ostracization and humiliation.
I feel like after the sex op, I have lost half of my self that has been aborted. My male soul has been killed and annihilated.
I am creating this blog to create awareness for GLBTQI peoples especially intersex people for equal rights, treatment and most of all, for human dignity.
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