You Must Know What Happened To Me At 5 In The Morning, Yesterday.

I’m going to vent this out before I lose the internet. Again.

I seldom get access to the internet. When I do, I am all excited. I want to blog-hopping. I want to read. I want to place comments. I want to laugh at funny writes. Or be concerned by serious issues. The thing is, yesterday my excitement was short lived when a blogger tagged me unnecessarily. Let me narrow this, let this be clear to everyone.

I was tagged by a blogger, to recommend (although the blogger implied ever so clearly with a disclaimer on the top of his blog that it was merely a suggestion - apparently he'd foreseen not everyone would be happy about it, but why oh why he proceeded I wonder) his NOT FUNNY blog about pigs trying to take over the world by spreading swine flu to humans.

Firstly, I was pissed because after finding that I was tagged, I actually went to his page, despite the silent protest in my head. His posts have been swarming my home account, crammed with collections of pictures and videos which I would surf through the internet myself if I want to. This has been going on for quite a while (still going strong, today). With my slow internet, I will have to click many pages behind just so I could reach other bloggers' write. However, I thought this blogger had the right to post whatever he wanted in his own blog. I was just a little bit sorry that I subscribed to him as show of gratitude after I was subscribed by him.

Secondly, the issue about (or history) about swine flu which I did not find funny. Very long entry. I held my annoyance still because I had not found out what I was tagged for.

Then, finally, at the end of his infamous super long entry, there was the tag. Those who got tagged were told to fucking recommend the fucking story about pigs trying to take over the world with pictures (many, many, pictures!!) of felines ready for combats and a queen pig wearing lipstick. We were told to participate. We were supposed to do our part in telling others about this fucking so-called truth.

After all of the above, I was disconnected. The fucking internet just gave me about 20 minutes and I’d wasted it all away on a blog about pigs trying to manipulate us all.

What. The. Fuck??

Perhaps this is partly my fault. Perhaps I have never made it clear to everyone that I am not one who is happy to participate in stupid causes. I never made it clear that I do what I want. If I feel one's blog deserves to be fucking recommended, I would recommend. Furthermore, how can anyone ask other people to recommend him?

Throwing humility for the cause of gaining popularity?

You want to be popular, you want your blog to be one of the top blogs, you want excessive comments dropped by people all over the world - you do it yourself la! Don't ask to be recommended la dey come on!

Especially not to some poor old lady who finally got access to her fucking hopeless internet at 5 in the morning!

P/S: Thought this was going to be a short entry. Didn’t expect myself to be THIS angry.