After the 333rd post of blogger

I know this came a little too late,
But whotf cares anyway.

Due to the empty promises from blogger over improved interface,
And more bullshits.

As such,
I made a switch to the now-well-known-world of tumblr.

Smells Like Nescafe Tumblr

Till the day I actually found some nerves coming back here again,
Here's something for all you beloved readers from me.

I can only hope you don't see me as desperate everytime it's you that I text,
It's you that I'm asking out.

Fact is; I'm lacking of some easy-going friends I could just text and we'll meet an hour or two later.

Life on a downturn ever since some fucking NS bullshits starts peddling with my life.



And I just fucking need to chill.

An optimist always keeps their pessimist side in his heart

Sometimes,

You wish you know exactly what the person talking to you, thinks about you.
You wish that when she denies all your suspicions, she's keeping it for a suprise.
You wish Matt Parker of Heroes will sit beside you, and whispers to you what the girl thinks about every statements you make.

You wish her bullshits are indeed, bullshits.
You wish when you said something special, she'll see you as special.
You wish she trusts you in not just repairing her life, but brighten her every day life.
You wish when you say something nice, she'll believe its genuine no matter how many has faked her into it.

You wish when you flirt with her, she'll stop that stereotype that guys flirt with all the girls,
You wish that whenever you sing, she'll start singing along even when she don't even know the first line of the lyrics.
You wish that whenever you joke, she knows it actually meant "I like you", and you felt good joking all the time cause you indirectly confessed to her each time and she smiles.

You wish that she somehow understands why you are waiting, no matter how tired, no matter what our moods, no matter how short it will be.
You wish she knew that it'll make our day.


I wish,

I have a cold, strong heart.

Rather than this soft one always filling my life with false hopes.


You read it right,
This is yet another emotions-filled post.

Fuck me hard, eh life?
Lan

Back to blog

I realised something whenever I wanted to log-in my blogger account,

Figuring what to blog next using my fucked-up random part of my brain.

I lost that very blogging touch.

It's difficult to find the cause of this "murder",

But I have already two main suspects in mind.

National Service for one.

Now now,

Don't give me bullshits that NS changes a boy to a man,

That is just a taboo them government made up to cover the main reason of wasting your time,

And to give parents something to smile at having their kids taken from them for some time.

So why would NS be a reason for this murder then you ask?

Too many depressions,

Too many mental torture,

Too many getting shouted and screamed at,

Banging your own head against the cupboard next to you every time you're falling off your bed.

My cabinet is on the left of me,

That explains why I still have my logics and vastly reduced amount of creativity bubbles in my brain.

Even I myself,

Find my recent blog posts rather boring and too much emotional outcome flaring out of every posts.

So un-entertaining that when I start reading my pre-NS posts,

I just want that blogger as my blogging advisor.

The second suspected reason goes to..

*Tabla-rolls*

Muka Buku.

For the step-speaking ones,

Facebook.

To put the reasons simply,

They made this one clever move that might just kill all the bloggers in the world.

Instead of Friendster's "Post a shout-out"

Or Myspace's "What do you want to share?"

Facebook simply put "What's on your mind?"

That alone had this amazing psychological effect on normal people like us,

A Jedi Mind Trick of the real world.

So what if you don't have anything you wanna shout out loud on friendster?

(Which to be honest the "going-green" modification looks downright stupid to say the least)

So what if there's something you don't feel like sharing but it's killing your heart and mind like a parasite on MySpace?

Much to your pleasure,

There's just a place people like yourself can find shelter at.

And the more you uses it,

The more you feel like using it more,

To the extent you don't give a fuck about people telling you some thing like

"For fucks sake stop flooding my live feed about your dad teaching your 3-year old puppy blow jobs."

You might be a pretty girl with colorful braces, having a private profile, having all the guys adding you up to "see" more of you.

Yes I'm one of those typical guys who did this adding-prettyheads-to-see-more-pics.

But if she's updating her wall each time she takes a breath.

I'll just delete her off and resist the urge of updating my wall with a post of how annoyed I was.

What is more annoying is when I clicked like on their status,

And them asking me "Why you like?"

That's when I'll click unlike and act as if nothing happen.

Most of the times if I answer their question,

What used to be about me liking their status,

Will automatically enter "chat room style" and 5 more people debating whether pigs can actually hop on their spring-like tails.

So how did Facebook affect my blogging-creativity?

There are too many reasons actually,

But I'll list a part of em nonetheless.

Reason 1: Wall update becomes a chat room

I find myself having my MSN messenger always on standby-mode, but I find myself not actually using it.

Heck, on average, I only got approached via MSN like 3 times a day.

And since more and more people join in the "chat room", why bother going through all the trouble adding peeps up on MSN?

As a result,

Lack of stupid MSN chat logs to post here, difficult to poke fun at people I make a fool of.

Reason 2: What's on my mind?

If you wanna blog something,

Of course you gotta think of it first.

And when you actually think of it,

Your mouse cursor automatically reaches out to your Facebook Icon.

Instead of long posts like these ending up here,

I accidentally divided them and post it on facebook,

Separating them by days if not hourly.

Now guess,

What's on my mind?

Reason 3: Linking

Gone were the days I'm browsing youtube videos,

Linking random videos onto my blog hoping random people will randomly blog-hopped onto my random blog and left a random comment.

That's when facebook find strength in this weakness.

By linking videos onto your wall,

You can now tag other people so that very same video will appear on their page,

And you can like,

And you can comment,

And you can just share it to spread the love.

So why link videos onto your blog then?

Reason 4: Readers

Unless you're the son of Michael Jackson blogging about his life when he's still around,

Or an insane madman talking about girls you raped and posting them videos on your blog,

You're bound to lose in readership ever since Facebook launch.

Even I myself knows that I've already lost a great deal of readership,

Maybe due to inactivity,

Maybe due to lack of interesting stuffs,

But confirm due to facebook.

So what if you want to talk about something and wants people to acknowledge it?

Facebook it.

And pray hard to get at least 10 "likes".

Reason 5: Anything

Last but not least,

If you're given the power to do almost anything you ever want in your life,

Would you resist it?

Or would you do a "Anakin Skywalker" and let yourself be tainted by the Dark Side?

Share photos, videos.

Talk about anything on your wall and someone will come by to make the topic even more interesting.

For crying out loud,

You can even poke each other for no apparent reason.

Let's face it people,

Facebook destroyed Friendster totally with its' "What's on your mind?"

They too destroyed MySpace, since now most bands rather create a fan page on Facebook.

Tagged is surviving the neck-hold due to the fact Facebook giving them mercy.

Wait till Facebook decides to have a browse option.

It is so bad that even third-world countries' citizens rather have a facebook account than stable food income.

That concludes the end of my rant.

I'm off to facebooking now,

Lan