I’m going to make it short. Real short this time because Noktah Hitam said, I can never write a short post.
2009 wrap-up
Start. Sold off old ride at a loss. Bought a new car. Ridden with more debts. Moved from KL to Miri. Made more new friends. I love Miri. Stayed at Hilltop, rented a room. Pissed off with the landlady, moved to Permyjaya, renting a house. Addicted to Twitter. Less blogging. Photog sessions. Bought my first baju raya, maroon colour. Went Raya visiting. Series of misfortunes. Blurry eyes. Family problem. Fucked up old man. Screwed by crazy dude. Almost. Relationship problem. Money problem. Knocked a lamp post. Escaped without a scratch. Car banged up real bad. Insurance paid RM8k to fix. Poor Sarah. Assigned to work at Lahad Datu. Flew so many times in 2009, kinda sick of it. I miss KL. The people. Lovely friends. No vacations this year. Philippines trip canceled. Typhoon. H1N1. Busy work schedule. Life is getting better. Good times with crazy friends. <3 them. Shit I use <3 in my blog! Bimbo much. Modeled for photoshoot. Sort of. Saja tumpang sekaki. Paid off big chunk of debts. Many friends getting married. Free N900 to play with. New job offer. Kuching here I come. Am so ready for 2010. End. Oh wait, I’ve changed my blog hosting too! End.
Leave you guys with these awesome pictures.
Meet Incredible Sergent Saunders N. Tharmendran, ‘double handedly’ carried two jet engines worth RM100 mil, sold it as scrap metals. Photo credit to Durvy.
This is how MU grabs your balls. Ref’s balls. Officials balls. Your balls. Literally. Spot this at a store in Lahad Datu. RM4.99 only. Cheap. And stretchable. Many puns memang intended.
“Why don’t you write more about yourself in your blog? Your political craps really boring. “
Or they would say something along the line:
“I love to read things about you. You should write more about yourself. Especially posts about you growing up as a kid, memories and life when you were in school, your everyday’s life, your job. I find those personal posts more interesting. “
Or they would say.
“Your blog sucks donkey’s cock. “
Or they would say nothing at all.
“………..”
Well, I can’t do much about my blog sucking donkey’s cock so as long as the donkey is happy I’m happy. You can take the donkey’s place if you want to be happy.
I can’t do much about silent readers also, I can only go “………..”
For those who love reading my posts minus those ‘controversial-longwinded-boring-political’ craps, well thank you. That’s very nice. Em, and I have an ‘excuse’ why I don’t write those posts that you “love a lot” very often. I also can think of a reason why people love to read such posts.
I’m not an exhibitionist. I am more to a narcissist.
Exhibitionist. Ehem, I’m not talking about bodily exposure to get some kind of sexual gratification (ha! I know you googled for it! ), but more on the act to exhibit own’s personal life so as to attract attention, in this case writing about it in your blog. To put it in a crude way, attention seeker. ROTFLMAO!
An exhibitionist blogger loves to show off share his personal life with his readers. Think of actors. Or singers. An exhibitionist is a performer. It is about putting something out for others to see or appreciate. Nothing is wrong with that.
You can write about the food you just ate, what your boyfriend/girlfriend did to you last night, your new makeup, your new shoes, your flirtatious moment with the girl you met in LRT and many more personal stuffs and rest assured, that’s perfectly fine. I do that from time to time. So, yes please continue with your style. *making random gestures*
Narcissist. That’s self love. Don’t confuse narcissist with exhibitionist. A narcisssist loves himself (or things about himself) more than anyone (or anything) else. He doesn’t feel the need to get acknowledged by anyone for things he did, (in this case, the posts he wrote), it’s good enough if he himself is happy with the result. It is for self satisfaction. Think of masturbation, yes. You will get the concept.
Blog readers who love personal posts are voyeurs.
I always suspect blog readers who love personal blogs are into some kind voyeurism. The need to know more about someone, what he ate for lunch, where he went to during the weekend, who he’s dating now, what handbag she’s using etc. It is like getting kick from spying on people’s life. In this case, you don’t have to spy, it’s there for you to see. Exhibitionists complement voyeurs perfectly.
Actually, I want to write more about this blogger vs reader thing. But the clock is ticking closer to 5pm and being a punctual employee I must leave on the dot. We’ll talk about this again, depending on the response. *wink!* See ya!
ps: I can’t believe I came up with such crap. If you don’t understand this post, it’s okay. Me neither. *shrugs*
pss: Now that I really think about it hmmm.. I’m a bit of narcissist and exhibitionist. What do you think?
1. I think Ice Age 3: Dawn of the Dinosaurs is better than Transformer 2: Revenge of The Fallen.
2. I think Khir Toyo is innocent.
Reasons?
He’s a hardworking person. Sources close to him said he worked many jobs.
- As a dentist, He must be working his ass off doing part time fixing people’s teeth. Sources from gossip mills said he also offers niche services like gold teeth implant and grills. He sells his service to rich rap and hip hop moguls and celebritries. Insider source close to Soulja Boy said Khir did his gold teeth. Celebrities are rich. They pay good money. So Khir Toyo get his riches from the celebrities’ money.
- He’s a celebrity himself. His Javenese handsome face, flawless skin and perfect smile win legions of fans. I know a female blogger, always singing praise and glory about him. She went missing in the blogosphere, the last I heard, she’s busy recruiting zombies to this one fan club in her capacity as the president of the fan club. I digress. Back to my point, Khir Toyo is a big celebrity. Celebrities are rich. Like Britney Spears. Like P. Diddy. So Khir Toyo is rich.
- He’s an architect. He’s introducing Balinese influence to spice out our boring architectural industry. Can you see the tempe motives on the walls of his house? The motives on the tiles? Architects are rich bastards. They would draw few lines and charge you till you drop. (Ok I don’t like architects. Engineers tak kawan architects.)
- He’s a feng shui/black magic/pukau/jampi consultant. Er, I should not talk too much about this if I want to continue blogging craps.
- Some other unchecked rumors are: He’s a plastic surgeon, he operates his own face. He earns by working as a crack. He operates on celebrities, making them uglier closer to perfection. A certain celebrity was rumored to be one of his client. That celebrity is dead now. He has undisclosed amount of shares in tempe businesses all over the world. For one tempe you eat, he gets 10sen royalty. I eat tempe. You eat tempe. Khir Toyo is the unofficial spokesperson, face for tempe. Khir Toyo makes money.
Khir Toyo is innocent. Make him our ambassador to negotiate on behalf of this country with Indonesia on sensitive issues -- maids, Ambalat, etc. He’s the perfect candidate for the job.
3. I think I am giving Khir Toyo too much blogtime on my blog.
4. I think Malaysians are obsessed with animals. Pigs. Cows. Bird bird.
I went to watch Transformers 2 – The Revenge of the Fallen last week.
I like
1. Watching Mikaela.
2. Watching Megan Fox.
3. Watching Mikaela.
I dislike
1. Optimus Prime with lips.
2. Some stupid, messy and lousy plots. 2 Allspark pieces, Decepticons steal one and use it to bring back Megatron to life, but Sam needs to run across the world to get what what key and uses that to revive Optimus Prime??
Huh? Oh we have a female robot now? Oozing with sex appeal, straddling your lap without crushing it, so cool!! Reminds me of female robot in Terminator: The Sarah Connor Chronicles. Shagalicious.
Don’t let me start with that geriatric robot.
Too lazy to pick and point out the confusing shits in the movie. It’s just a movie, one with not so good plots.
3. I can’t see shit during the robot fights.
4. US military playing major role defending Sam against the Decepticons? What a brag. A little bit too much over exposed.
Anyway it’s a fun movie to watch, if you are not into anal. I mean, don’t be anal. Er, I rephrase, don’t be an obsessively perfectionist. Oh yea, don’t watch it if you are having constipation. Heard of anal retentive? Okay, lame joke. Friday is the day to be lame, that’s my excuse.
Well, anyone of you want to watch Transformers? I just received something in my email, somebody is offering free vouchers to watch Transformers.
), but more on the act to exhibit own’s personal life so as to attract attention, in this case writing about it in your blog. To put it in a crude way, attention seeker. ROTFLMAO!
