I don’t want to whine about my life.
I started blogging years back because I like writing funny stuff and I want to make people laugh.
Of course, I do talk about my career woes, but that’s just to share the gritty side of showbiz that most people outside the industry don’t get to see.
Other than that, I try to write only happy, funny things.
The sad, angry things I leave for my personal diary.
In recent times, unfortunately, it seems like someone has stolen the funnies section of my life.
But, still, I don’t want to whine.
The poem I wrote is one way to update my blog and still express myself without whining (I hope).
Forgive me if I seem distant to well-wishers. I do appreciate the concern.
I don’t like to whine and I don’t talk about my troubles because I don’t have any grand illusion that my troubles are any more important than your troubles.
Everyone has troubles. Nobody wants to hear mine. That’s my theory, anyway.
Besides, troubles are usually compounded and go way back to when one is, like, three years old. How can anyone give an accurate picture of their troubles without providing all the background? That’s why people who see psychiatrists see them for years and years. They have to start from the very beginning.
(But I don’t believe in paying money to have someone hear me yak about how sad I am two times a week, the least of which reason being that I don’t have the freaking moolah anyway. It would serve me better to just write a damn autobiography and maybe make a few dollars out of it.)
So.
I’m trying to blot out ignore cover my eyes see no evil hear no evil fuck off the damnable ache that’s grinding in my heart grinding it down to nothing.
I want to start writing stupid, funny stuff again, regardlesss of how I feel.
Who the fuck cares lah.
Sorry for the disruption to our service. We will be back with you shortly.
And here’s a random picture from my pictures archive because too much text is boring.
Screenshot from Star Wars Galaxies
(That, by the way, is the “toaster droid” I was talking about in a previous post. It got killed by a stupid frog I was trying to kill.)
I believe troubles should be shared – in the midst of writing about it, you may just stumble across the solution. I am sure your readers would not mind reading about it and lending a ‘listening’ ear. Who knows, someone may have gone through something similar and may proffer some help? Who knows, you may also help someone else with your outpouring by telling them it is not a lonely world after all.
I believe…we care.
Writing happy funny things are a good way to relief stress and a troubled heart. Know that I’m always a fan of your quirky humour. :P
Well-wishes aside, I can give you 2 free sessions for heart-to-heart talks you know? Feeeel the motherly lurrrrveee…….
Hi QY, I like to see the lighter side of life. However, there are times when the shitty stuff just hits me in the face, simply avoidable. That’s when I really feel crappy. I’ll typically take a time out to sort out my own thoughts and feelings. Following that, when I’m more calm, I CHOOSE to tell those I trust and love my predicament and angst. They are always able to share my burdens. Yes, the yoke becomes lighter. After that, the world seems to be a better place (again).
FREE HUGS BY MEEE!!
who want? come take, come take!!! FREE!!!
I dont mind listening =)
That’s what i always do – listen. :P
Now u know why i so quiet ah. hehehe.
cheer up! *huggies*
QY: I think you should play SWG again… Take some time off from the “Real World” and enjoy Naboo with your mouse droid. :D
Dav: Nobody wants your hug lar….. dun ride on ppl’s blog hits to advertise your free hug. :P (revenge for the other post *grin*)
yeah. take some time off. listen to some music. kill some more stupid frogs. take it step at a time. kill more stupid frogs. kill even more stupid frogs!! make the frogs D-I-E!!! hmm… u get the idea. take it easy. keep a cool head.
Monster,
Come, visit me and stay with me and we’ll go Disneyland…And ride ourselves silly with the stupid kiddy rides and for some stupid reason, disney always makes me happier. I’m only 45 mins away from disney……
Monster: you’re like the Goonfather! I recall him saying the same thing, that Disney makes him happier :)
(Btw, is this an open invitation for all of us to come stay with you and go Disneyland? haha!!)
QY: I know things can look difficult, but you’ve got to believe in yourself :) and find that funny lil’ blogger that’s stubbornly hiding inside you now. We want her bacckkkk!
If you ever need us, we’ll be there. Uncle* and Auntie** express to the rescue!
* & ** – No such person
Disneyland is the happiest place on earth!! From the moment you step thru the gates…… U will immediately start smiling…..
Yes…Disney…the bestest place on earth…..I get so so happy when I get to Disney….The smile doesn’t ever stops!
Dennis: I guess I’m not really looking for a solution. What I really want to do is to press the great big RESET button on my life. Except there isn’t really such thing. Sigh. But anyway, thanks for caring. :)
Mother: 2 free sessions to hear you talk about shit, right? hahaha.
Meepok: Yeah I know what you mean. Cheers.
dav: I think I saw your comment too late. Free hugs offer must be over already now that pork is back. ISN’T IT???? :P
Lex: I’m the same as you. I’m a listener, not a talker. I think we probably won’t be of any help to each other in that sense. Unless you want to sit next to me and we could listen to the silence together. Hehe.
Goonfather: No mood to play games now. Not SWG. Not even WOW. Not even if it’s free. :P
Fraggleroc: Killing frogs seem pointless at a time like this. lol. I mean, after that, what? the frogs just keep respawning, haha.
Monster: I wish I could. But take aeroplane expensive you know?? Plus I can’t go to HK. I’d just spend all my money shopping (and all my money isn’t much to begin with) and then I’ll end up even more depressed than ever. haha.
Elyxia: Awww. Hanging out with Uncle* and Auntie** always makes me happy.
* & ** – There they are!! /point
=)
Don’t you feel at peace with yourself when you’re sitting/squatting in the cube…..and splashing sounds reach the ears? The relaxation of your lower body muscles….
And the released fragrance…..
Ahhh……
Try the therapeutic treatment…..
NO.
Writing about happy, sad, angry and everything in between is what writing is all about.