just minishorts.

I'm about to head back to work after a month of chilling it at home, and while it means that prior to the wedding I'll be working (unlike many people who take about two weeks off before their big day to do the preparation), I'm actually looking forward to it. At least it means that I'll get to be preoccupied with what I call, the things that matter.

Having the extra hours to myself during this holiday-period obviously gave me a lot more time to catch up on good ol' blog-surfing. My memory of the Malaysian blogosphere has always been a comfortable virtual hangout where diverse characters who share the common love of expressing themselves via their writing or their photography can build friendships and extend their networks. While my work requires me to be somewhat disengaged from that society, I've always treasured whatever little time I get to spend with these people, and I've been very flattered whenever I find out that people still know who I am. Or the old friends whom I used to hang out with blogger bashing on MSN Live Messenger, still know me, and we can go beyond the niceties and still throw the familiar names around.

My holiday surfing season has been a strange experience. It feels a bit like returning home to Kota Bharu after, five years of not visiting, and being unable to swallow in the massive structure near the Kelantan River that screams 'TESCO'. Perhaps its because I recall some of the old over-the-chat bitching where we used to point fingers at wannabes, and we would cry folly when idiots pretend to be print journalists. It was the whole 'we wanna make the blogosphere' a commendable medium thing that made it fun. There was healthy competition, we bloggers the underdogs and then them 'journos' who made a living out of writing for the more reliable print media. Healthy because we never crossed the line in bashing each other, at least not then.

Now its different lah. It's really, really strangely odd to see how bloggers who used to go 'yay yay I'm featured in the Star' even thought its just a single word-mention, are now going 'Fuck NST they  used my blog and they never even credit me and the links they give me are pathetic'. Alas the old elitist in me has yet to shrivel off, and since I've never been an apologist for being somewhat judgemental and definitely holier-than-your-average-deity, I'm here thinking, 'OMG what the hell did fame do to you?'

Two years back I'd probably be up in bounds and blurting a whole lot of profanities (mostly for fun) and bashing up such strange characters, but right now, maybe its because I got older and my own wedding is taking up so much of my time (and of course, I'm inwardly gloating because FINALLY I'm going to be married and tsk tsk you're not muahhahah), I'm just going to say that Thank God my life took another direction and thank God I'm just a simple old plain Jane who's looking forward to slaving it out in the marketplace once again.

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