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Cultural revolution
Posted by Dan. Ee.
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6:12 PM
Out with the introductory sequence I would say, at least nowadays. Because I just realized its somewhat homosexual to greet your readers, if there ARE any readers AND they are either male or female.
Or it is somewhat retarded or gila, when I greet something that doesn't exist.
Dispensing with the greetings, oh and one more thing.
I barely would want, especially now, to introduce what I am writing, like a summary behind JK Rowling books that barely explains the gist of the entire cerita. Which is very much what I have been doing since this little rant spot was birthed in somewhere the year 2006 because of an emotional breakdown or some teenage angst phase I am going through at that time.
Somewhat a cultural revolution that is happening here in this undistinguished, backwater, caved in, Sanctum-like spot of the 8th-circle of the Internet.
I have been doing some thinking as of late.
My little posts, are they boring? Are they the by-product of a low self esteemed teenager who wants to get back at society? Is this a stepping stone for a favoured writing career in a Malay spoken country?
Although I do adjure you to ignore the next two lines at that particularly explanatory paragraph.
Not that my content is uninteresting.
No.
Maybe is irrelevant to write about German music for the local Malaysians who, just plain gravitate to whatever local music they can grab with their pirated feelers within again, the Internet.
And maybe, it is rather incorrect to write my little depressed moments, ones that I am feeling down. You know, if you actually read it, ones that I will do something about it but in reality I never actually do?
Indeed. If people had a depressing article fetish they'd just go visit Berita Harian or Harian Metro site or just buy a Malay love novel. It is far easier to comprehend those materials rather than spending half the time comprehending what I wrote.
And lastly, I would probably want to stop crafting stories and actually posting it here. As said by a fellow writer and a reader (Hi there!), it is far more likely to get plagarised by some mud-eating secondary school drop out who's desperate for even the most mediocre of materials on the internet. Of course, ones that doesn't have a Copyright insignia or a copyright claim by the author.
I would beg to differ here, as my story, full of holes as it is, would be probably would pass on ignored, being granted an extra invisibility feature by Google. Seeing as I don't place their ads, they decided upon a free and exciting feature which I would loved to be applied on my physical being, which is invisibility.
Ah and FINALLY, probably the last and the most important part of my little semi-cultural revolution of my blog.
It is the part where I said I would continue my posts soon.
I sooner believed that I would continue them as Hitler would've given himself willingly to the Allies, or our glorious PM ceding power to his opposition counterpart.
To perpetuate an actual post here is a seemingly daft effort as I surmised.
Or as much eloquently I would put it, I will mean what I say.
That's it for the declaration of a language revolution here in this post.
AND
I would actually post something next week.
Oh and a little satire moment:
Or it is somewhat retarded or gila, when I greet something that doesn't exist.
Dispensing with the greetings, oh and one more thing.
I barely would want, especially now, to introduce what I am writing, like a summary behind JK Rowling books that barely explains the gist of the entire cerita. Which is very much what I have been doing since this little rant spot was birthed in somewhere the year 2006 because of an emotional breakdown or some teenage angst phase I am going through at that time.
Somewhat a cultural revolution that is happening here in this undistinguished, backwater, caved in, Sanctum-like spot of the 8th-circle of the Internet.
I have been doing some thinking as of late.
My little posts, are they boring? Are they the by-product of a low self esteemed teenager who wants to get back at society? Is this a stepping stone for a favoured writing career in a Malay spoken country?
Although I do adjure you to ignore the next two lines at that particularly explanatory paragraph.
Not that my content is uninteresting.
No.
Maybe is irrelevant to write about German music for the local Malaysians who, just plain gravitate to whatever local music they can grab with their pirated feelers within again, the Internet.
And maybe, it is rather incorrect to write my little depressed moments, ones that I am feeling down. You know, if you actually read it, ones that I will do something about it but in reality I never actually do?
Indeed. If people had a depressing article fetish they'd just go visit Berita Harian or Harian Metro site or just buy a Malay love novel. It is far easier to comprehend those materials rather than spending half the time comprehending what I wrote.
And lastly, I would probably want to stop crafting stories and actually posting it here. As said by a fellow writer and a reader (Hi there!), it is far more likely to get plagarised by some mud-eating secondary school drop out who's desperate for even the most mediocre of materials on the internet. Of course, ones that doesn't have a Copyright insignia or a copyright claim by the author.
I would beg to differ here, as my story, full of holes as it is, would be probably would pass on ignored, being granted an extra invisibility feature by Google. Seeing as I don't place their ads, they decided upon a free and exciting feature which I would loved to be applied on my physical being, which is invisibility.
Ah and FINALLY, probably the last and the most important part of my little semi-cultural revolution of my blog.
It is the part where I said I would continue my posts soon.
I sooner believed that I would continue them as Hitler would've given himself willingly to the Allies, or our glorious PM ceding power to his opposition counterpart.
To perpetuate an actual post here is a seemingly daft effort as I surmised.
Or as much eloquently I would put it, I will mean what I say.
That's it for the declaration of a language revolution here in this post.
AND
I would actually post something next week.
Oh and a little satire moment:
