just minishorts.

My conversation with The Pianist was diverted for a while last night.

The Pianist: Wah ur blog quite ganas, so many people waiting to pounce on u
minishorts: yeah lah it's like that one. For some reason people just like to wait to see me flop. And when I flop, or when I seemingly flop, people will jump for joy and shout in glee
The Pianist: dun understand y u blog leh. so tau-kak-tia
minishorts: dunno. release stress.
The Pianist: Get more stress lah. I read also I feel stress.
minishorts: hehe.

The Pianist: What for put yourself out like that to let people bash. siao ah?
minishorts: aiyah I try to imagine no one is reading my blog. besides it comes in handy when i have something to say to my friend.
The Pianist: your friend Vincent, did you talk to him first?
minishorts: aiyah of course lah.
The Pianist: what did you tell him lah?
minishorts: forgot looo… few days liao.
The Pianist: ?
The Pianist: Then you blog that for what.
minishorts: dunno just felt like it
minsihorts: actually I had something more important to say to him and I hope he understands it.

The Pianist: oooo.
The Pianist: Your readers also damn stupid lah. What they want you to do?
The Pianist: don't friend your friend because he is stupid?
The PIanist: *some of your readers
minishorts: i think they wanted me to shut up and mind my own business.
The Pianist: Then why don't they mind their own business leh?

minishorts: hai
The Pianist: Still don't get the blogosphere. Why so many people like to talk crap?
minishorts: freedom of speech mah. how i know?
The Pianist: Stupid like hell. Especially of your readers, no offense ok.
minishorts: haiya… i think they r doin me a favou you kno?
minishorts: favour
The Pianist: ?
minishorts: 'tell her she's wrong and bash her up maybe she'll hide and cry and learn how to shut up or say things that people will like.'
The Pianist: Ok but if want to tell you that you're wrong they can always write to you properly mah. why so personal?

minishorts: well a lot of people think they are my best friends. i think. that they know me from ten thousand years ago.
minishorts: they think
The Pianist: Mad one …nothing nice to say, don't say anything lah.
The Pianist: Like shut up will die like that.
minishorts: maybe that's the case leh…
minishorts: actually i too cannot understand why izzit that i make so many people angry, and so many people hate me, but they still want to come in and say something.
The Pianist: Attention Deficit Syndrome

minishorts: got such thing?
minishorts: i try hard to think like this ok, at least some people are so nice and kind enough to take the trouble to comment tell me how i should live my life.
The Pianist: It's damn wuliao lor. They don't know you also.
minishorts: aiyah i tired of telling ppl this adi. let's talk about your progress.
The Pianist: Yeah quite boring. talk about my progress.