Playing truant for this piece of crap
What is the point of having Windows Live Messenger when most of my contacts do not talk to me? If I do not say hi, would they? I guess I am not so popular after all. I think people prefer chatting with me face-to-face. I will make people like to talk to me on Windows Live Messenger and they will like it so much that they would want to meet up with me to talk to me. Then, the same thing goes for talking on phone. They get so high talking on phone with me and they want to see me immediately.
Some people talk vivaciously on MSN but in reality, they treat each other like ice. I had that experience during high school when back then most people were using ICQ. I had so much fun chatting with different people but when we met eye to eye in school, we pretended not to know each other.
The cyber space is always unreal. What is real is what meets the eyes. While the cyber space makes communications convenient as we do not have to physically exist together with another person, I prefer having an offline rendezvous.
What is the point of Friendster? I can upload all my handsome and crazy photos for millions to see if only millions want to see. I can have millions viewing my profile if millions would want to see. I guess if I was a sexy babe, many guys would text me or want to add me. I will enjoy a celebrity’s or luminary’s status. So what? Why would I want to place myself under people’s surveillance?
But opportunities are there. My Friendster profile is also my resume. People would hire me if they want me. People would get me into ads if I was a suitable candidate. But it never happened before. If it happens, it happens. If it does not, so what?
I felt the meaningless of Friendster and MSN as there are better things to do than updating my profile, blogging or being on MSN. I guess I will just have them to update my friends who want to be updated. Maybe Friendster is a means to reach the far and remote. Maybe Friendster is to know how my friends are doing.
Why blog? I am focussing out. I am no longer self centered and do not confine myself within the personal space of My Blog. I do not want to live in my mind. I want to live in reality. Why blog then? To update friends about special events. To cordially invite friends to some breath-taking parties. PVD is coming man! I am reluctant to promote my blog although people always say I do. I am just always making reference to the things I say here. Like what I have said, I wish this blog can answer some of your questions in life. I wish it will enlighten you. If people want to read my blog, be my guest. Those who do not want to, it is not my loss.
Friends have complaint that my entries are long winded. As a matter of fact, in my opinion, they are just thoroughly elaborated. They are not hard to read. It is not flowery. It is comprehensible. Well, maybe what I write is not attractive. Maybe what I write is too cruelly truthful, cold and gloomy. There is no sun here. People do not like rainy days.
It is just some simple thoughts of an ordinary man. I am not a beautiful snow flake. I am just the all dancing and singing crap of this world. When people have Friendster, I need to have it too. When people have MSN, I need to go with the flow. When people shuffle to Trance, I shuffle too. When people drink, I drink too. So many toos maybe I should be named Lilian Too. Maybe King Too? That is why I am always number two. How can I start a trend? When can I have my say? When are people going to eat their food clean and leave their plates shining like mine? I know my babe did follow me. Nobody is following and that is real cool. Because nobody is going to be a copy of me. I am truly an individual. One day, I will wear what I will only wear. One day, I will talk the way I can only talk.
Pay me Astro! I have helped you advertise: "Halo, Astro?" Pay me Digi! I have helped you advertise: "Hellooo brada! Me watching movie! The hero also die! Eh, many people looking at me! Who cares? Who dares scold me? I Taikor mar!" Pay me Canon! "Canon, delighting you always". Pay me the government! I have helped you promote the anti-privacy campaign: "Boss, boss! This copy I sell ah, very good one!" I am doing pro bono for Michael Jackson though. For the King of Pop, everything is free. In fact, I have to pay you because I have violated your copyright. You are the sole proprietor of Moonwalk. You can claim authorship on cock-grabbing and "Aww!"-yelling.
Does anyone write like me? Or do I write like someone? Who talks like me? Who walks like me? Maybe I am an individual to certain extent. Maybe I am a maverick too. I am no longer striving to be different. I am not desperate for being a unique corn flake. I am different. But I am still a follower. I subscribe to Satanism. I am still not a pioneer or entrepreneur. Einstein did not strive to be different. He was. He was who he was and he was recognized. MJ did not strive to be different. He is who he is and he has revolutionised dancing. I am who I am but will I be consequential or influential enough to change the society? If it happens, it happens. I will just stick around.
Why blog? What answer have I got now? To express. Life is all about expressions. But life is not about impressing others. My expressions may impress but it does not matter if they do not. I can’t please the world so I will not. You like me, you join me. You do not like me, what do I care?
It boils down to one and only one reason for writing. To maintain or improvise my writing skill. Writing is my strength. I should not waste it. What is more, pen is always mightier than sword. Hire me, magazines! Hire me, advertising firms! Hire me, creative directors! But I want to be a boss.
August 10th, 2007 at 1:32 pm
I think we are thinking the same thing. Why the hell do I need to care about what other people think? Why the f__k do I need to care whether you like me or not? I’ll be myself and I don’t give a shit on what the world thinks!
August 11th, 2007 at 11:15 pm
Well, if you do not care about what other people think, then why is your ‘fuck’ f_k? There is a difference between not caring about what other people think and purposely doing what you like and in many cases provoking people just to show that you do not care. Must make sure you really do not care k?