The flare of flair
Why am I still here when most people have switched to ‘Facebook’? Maybe I should try it out as nobody has said that it sucks. Some friends said that maybe I should write my blogs somewhere popular.
Different people would have different suggestions for my life. What is my own suggestion to myself? To resist the flow of humanity. A friend refuses to use Friendster because he does not find it meaningful. The same person also finds clubbing a phony activity. Maybe another person is right. She said that people who club have no life. She may be special but she is not attractive.
I wanted to play basketball but the court has been occupied by old folks playing Taichi and ‘Fan’ dance. So, I jogged for two rounds before realizing how bad my stamina is now. No youngster was seen on the field except for a few high school teenagers who have nothing better to do during their school holidays.
The time has come and the time is now. Year 2007, passing quicker than ever, is now on the edge, ready to turn obsolete. This year has been imbued with bitter and sweet symphonies. As usual, the struggle has not ended. The year has kicked off with high energy and enthusiasm, only to be struck by depression not long after. My back grew white spots, only to be cured by Chinese traditional medicine. There have been gleaming tears, many times unable to resist gravity. But life is still worth a smile sometimes. There has been always a revengeful self in me and for so long I have been abandoning myself to mediocrity. I fear success as I fear failure. I fear to climb as I fear to fall. For years, I have been a recluse.
The happy-go-lucky and zealous me has been buried by the mud of the past. I never dared to face the world again. My life came crashing down on me and I never recovered since then. But now I have realized that I was too moronic. I did not have the guts. I was too slothful to achieve anything. The more I think about it now, the angrier I am getting. Like the Ghost Rider, there is combustion blazing around my skull. I would not back down and back off. I would tell you who the real man is. And I swear that you will never ever ever ever want to think of harming me anymore. You cannot make up to me. You can only regret and regret and regret for the things you have done.
Nobody is going to stop me. Not my parents. Not my lover. Not even myself. I am too furious to compromise my principles. I am too firm to give concessions. Four years of my life have been wasted and I will be getting them all back, each and every single day. For four years, I have been meek, hiding in the shadows, fighting my own demons. You will now be hit back by the smooth criminal. And V is not for Vendetta but Vengeance.
For once again, the King would rise to the plateau and reach the pinnacle, apex or summit. Call me whatever you want: Lucifer King, Crayon King, Uno King or the classic Scorpion King. It does not matter what you call me. It does not matter whether you call me by my family name: Jer Huan. I am always who I am. You can mock me. You can insult me. You can backstab me. You can discourage me. You can hurt me. But in the end of the day, whether you respect me or not, you cannot do a damn thing to bring me down.
For four years, I have laid like a corpse. Now my hand has protruded from the soil and would choke any organism that is unlucky. I would never rest.
I have been writing here for long, though not consistently. I am honoured to bring laughter to certain people. A friend said that the entry about ‘Touching the wet pussies’ made him laugh like hell. Maybe I did put a smile on your face when some read my ever ‘blaming life for its ugliness’ pieces. Maybe some have felt angry when I openly attacked them here. Maybe some have felt inspired by my revolutionary ideas. Maybe some find me having the flair for writing. Whoever you are, I appreciate you reading My Blog. By the way, for those who do not read My Blog because you think that it is long winded, you are just lazy. All I can say is that you could have been learning something valuable.
People can sign up for Xanga, Blogspot etc but I truly believe that if what people are reading here is esteemed, being informative or whatever, people would come read. I do not give a damn about others such as Jeff Ooi.
It is time to get down to business…
