But here. This is another rant.

(I seem to do it more often recently hoh? Yeah so I'm pissed with the world. So sue me.)

A little bird (called technorati) gave me trackbacks to a certain little ex-reader of mine… who said this about my posts.

The earlier ones caught my breath with their occasionally rambling but thoughtful and oddly idealistic musings; the latter works practically exploded with angst. I could imagine her "pecking" away at her keyboard back then, and violently jabbing away today. She's registering far more hits today than ever before, in fact, Xiaxue has a worthy competitor, but….maybe it's just me, but i preferred the old minishorts.

OK nevermind the uncalled for Xiaxue reference, but after that she talks about how she lost interest in me.

And maybe the feistier, snappier her is still her, just older and more cynincal. But I couldn't help being troubled by the sneaking suspicion that she had sold out. That along the way, the fame had gotten to her head and she's no longer writing for herself. It had nothing to do with the fact that her new space was liberally strewn with ads. Oh if you don't know, if you click on 'em often enough, you help us become rich. In theory anyway.

OK. You lose interest in me… I don't give a damn about that you know. After that she went all 'well you see I'm lucky because…

First and foremost, I write for myself. I want to be able to write freely, unfettered by social expectations or commercial motivations. I started this blog not to make it an enterpreneurial entity – not now anyway. I can't deny that a couple of months down the road, when I'm still pounding the pavement with resumes and I've still not made a single cent from my writing thanks to my stubborn "artistic integrity", I may change my mind and start populating my blog with those nice images from adsense. But not now.

ARTISTIC INTEGRITY?

PTUI PTUI PTUI.

So clever, aren't you?

Now let me tell you what happened to my 'artistic integrity'.

Suddenly the moral policemen like you decided to appear and started to point fingers at me and say that I 'sold out.'

Like you know so well lah.

My comment to this girl (OK I appreciate that you USED to like my writings, but your post still dissed me ok? Here you go, honest and upfront):

wah how you know i don't blog for myself?
btw, adsense is there to help me pay for my hosting. it's suppose to at least contribute like 10% to the RM250+ that i have to fork out every year so that people can read my site for free.
so far i've only got like… USD 4.30 only. Since putting it up like, two months ago!
how's that for 'earning revenue'?
*OK sorry but you really dissed me with this one. and yeah so i grew fangs. ouch*

Artistic INTEGRITY my ass. BABY. You forgot one important thing, I am not a bunny wabbit. My name is minishorts and you have NO FUCKING RIGHT TO SAY THAT I SOLD OUT AND I DO NOT BLOG FOR MYSELF.

(As if cussing all the time brings the legions of fans in. Hah!)

That's almost like saying that SouthPark is a bigger hit than Disney.

Wait. It is?

Or is it not?

OK. Someone tell me the stats.