Tuesday, March 06, 2007

broadcast interrupted

it's official.

i'm wallowing in depression at the moment.

i'm cranky, irritable and frustrated.

i bite.

broadcast interrupted until my prozac medication begins to take effect.


8 comments:

Jonzz said...

*Knock knock*


(Hmmm, nobody's home)


(Ooooh door is open)


Creak....


*Tip toe*


*Looks around anxiously*


<< CRUNCH! >>


OUCH! WHO BIT ME...


Oh no... it's ME, HELP!



*On a more serious note, cheer up!

me said...

dear jonzz: my goodness, you are fast. i was going to delete this post upon five seconds of posting it....but you commented on it before i could. now i can't very well delete your comment along with it, can i? that will be too rude. sighhhhh! looks like it's here to stay then.

Las montaƱas said...

depression eh? *evil grin*
let me send you to tg rambutan!

OK, back to business. what can be depressing u when there are a bunch of neuro-fools out there in blogsphere making silly jokes and easing ur daily life? :P

don be depressed. there are alot of things one cant achieve one... so expect the shortcomings.

Unknown said...

Aiyoo.. bring the straightjacket.

Relaxlah sister... tell us some riddles.

Anonymous said...

Is something bothering you?

zewt said...

cranky?
why la?
today is tremors day!

anyway, i always wonder... why would someone close a blog and change to another... not like you're moving to wordpress or anything.

Anonymous said...

Heee...reading the guys comments. Hope u feel better already :)

me said...

dear monty: evil grin?! you are getting infected by jonzz!! hurry, annie, bring the antidote! btw, i've been to yr house before, i don't think i want to go to tg rambutan agn. :-p

neuro-fools? one of them being u? haha. i dunno. i hvn't come across any that made me laugh recently.

the inability to change the unpleasantness in yr life builds up to frustration over time.

dear bernard: yo, brother, i'm relaxxxxxx. u shld be telling me the riddles...or better yet, some jokes.

dear licky: the list is quite a mile long.

dear zewt: really?! wow! let's pop a bottle of champagne to mark the event. it's tremors day!! gasp! how special. ok, i was being sarcastic....:-p

hmmmmm...u asked a very gd question. the story is also quite long, so be prepared for another 'eloquent' reply. in all the time i was blogging, i didn't bother abt the appearance of the blog. i tot only the contents, ie. what i wrote, mattered. after writing for some time, and getting to know my readers, i became obsessed with the no. game - how many ppl are commenting on each post and why the others aren't, who is visiting and why are the others shunning it. i'm not the type to go ard visiting blogs, hoping others will come to increase my traffic, i prefer cosy and close, limited to a few. i really didn't like it when i became obsessed with the numbers. i felt like i wasn't writing for myself anymore, which was my initial onjective. i wanted to quit, but i love writing too much. so, i started another place, something akin to a home, decorated it a little, write things i want to write rather than what i tot ppl want to read: writing on my own terms. enjoying the process of writing. when i started writing in my old blog, i found i couldn't break away from the old style. i needed somewhere new, somewhere fresh to start. actually, i don't know all the whys yet, but it just felt right, starting a new blog. plus i hated the name of the old blog.

gosh! u sure ask questions that r difficult to answer. phew! another one done! got to go repair my brain cells.

dear pooh: yah, my comedians. here to cheer me when i am feeling low. the minute i posted this post, i realised that if i was up to posting again, i'm already feeling much better. thank u anyway.

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