Facebook woes
June 9, 2009
The other day this (must be) ah beng guy added me on Facebook (FB) and his profile picture was a really freaking ugly cartoon thing. So I messaged him and go “I’m sorry, do I know you?”. That’s what I always say to strangers who add me on FB or Friendster. Out of common courtesy I always check with them in case I forget I know them.
Anyway this bozo replied me in his all-glorious-English and said “ohh..how i know u know me or not leh…if dint know also can get know n friend.is any one just born out got friend n know anything ??”
Somehow that ticked me off and so I replied “no thanks. this is a personal account for people i know..if you are looking to make friends I suggest you be more polite. good luck in your quest.” And no reply until today. :smug:
I mean with a name like Le Ken Kent (sorry if he is your friend but he really needs to polish his socialising skills) pretending to be like what…French (?) (sorry again if I am too ignorant to identify that as a real Chinese name) does he introduces himself as “Bonjour ma cherie, my name iz Le Ken Kentttttt”?  8-| PUH LEEEEEEAASEEEEEEE. Â
I’m sure everyone has encountered people like this. Yes I know I can choose to just ignore them but you know there are those moments in life where you just want to fight back. I don’t get it though, I always make sure to keep my profile as private as possible, all my pictures can only viewed by my friends and yet somehow I get these strangers adding me on FB. It bugs the crap outta me at times especially when they are rude.
It’s not like I go around adding random people because “I want to make new friends” on FB. I have nothing against people on FB wanting to make friends but I just don’t trust the sincerity of strangers online. They can say and be whatever they want. You can never be too safe right?
True, Rob and I met online but nobody knows that I didn’t use my real name with him until…a year or two later was it honey? Initially we were just kinda “hi, bye” people on mIRC then started messaging in private, became friends and about 2 years after that began our so-called flirting. And the rest, as people say, is history.
Embracing my inner glutton
June 4, 2009
Today I embraced the glutton in me. I had a headache this afternoon and suddenly something triggered my brain, sending signals that I really NEEDED something sweet. So I went downstairs and raided my secret stash of candy (which Rob had generously contributed to this past Valentine’s Day). First I ate a 220 calories piece of Russell Stover chocolate. Yes, I have been saving it up for this long. (I still have more by the way 😛 ) Then again, I’m not so much a chocolate junkie. I just get bursts of cravings once in a while, and then I go ape shit on the sugary evil chocolates.
So anyway, 220 calories for A PIECE OF CHOCOLATE. It wasn’t a big piece, it was more like the size of a 50 cent coin. Heck, I could have eaten A BAR of Whatchamacallit that was 210 calories(!) which would be about 4 times bigger than that piece of chocolate. What the heck was I thinking?!
Oh it didn’t just end there. Me? Just ONE piece of chocolate? Yeah right, you’ve got to be kidding me. When I start, I end it good. 😉 I had to have more. But only after I used my tongue to scrape off the remnants of chewy chocolatey caramel heavens that were stuck on my teeth.Â
Then, I ate a Butterfinger bar. Since there were a couple that were crushed along the way in the mail, I opened one up and because it was all broken into tiny pieces, I poured the whole damn thing in my mouth. Yes, all of it in one go. I started to munch…the crunchy peanutbuttery goodness, almost melting in my mouth, MMMmmm MMMMMmmm MMMMmmmmmm =P~
In case you’re wondering…yes, I had another candy bar. Baby Ruth. It was GOOD. The chocolate covered peanuts, the caramel, the chewy nougat….holy crap it was like there was a party going on in my mouth. My tastebuds were thanking me! I chewed and chewed and chewed. It was so good I didn’t want to stop chewing. I then realized that I had better stop myself at candy bar #3. Again, I swirled my tongue around for excess candy bar on the teeth (and please don’t pretend that you don’t do that and make it sound like I’m a disgusting pig…oh wait I am a pig :@) errr…never mind.)
I gulped down a glass of water and put the rest of my candy away. I shall save them for my next craving. :smug:
If by now you’re not craving for some form of candy, I salute you. If you are craving for candy, it really isn’t my fault that you’re weak. I know I’m weak. O:-)
Thought I would share the highlight of my day…
Okay, time to skidaddle and do some work!
Blabber
June 1, 2009
Have I mentioned lately how much I enjoy blogging on WordPress? 😀 I keep getting the urge to write something even though I have nothing in particular to talk about.
Since Rob has hooked me up with Yahoo smileys on here my posts can be more animated and colorful. :-bd
Currently listening to mushy love songs. The one playing right now is “I wanna grow old with you” by Westlife. It’s making me miss Rob more than ever. It’s as if the song was written for him and I. :dream: Yes I do listen to boybands and am not ashamed to admit it. :rockon: I practically grew up with boybands.
I’m still pondering on what to write in the About page. Do I go overboard and mention every detail of my life? Or do I go minimalist and let the readers figure out who I really am? Any suggestions people? B-) Yes I am really proud with what I have. I’m geeking it out good. :-B
I’m also looking for a chatbox widget but haven’t found any that I like yet. I prefer to have one that auto refreshes and let me reserve names because the last thing I need is some low-life loser posing as me and starts flaming me in my own blog. Had enough of that, thanks. Anybody know a good one? Please share.
I’ve gotten a few requests to access my protected post but I have to say I am not ready to let the world see it yet. In due time I will unlock it and everyone will have a chance to read it. In the mean time allow me the privacy to write something private and have the satisfaction of publishing it. To those who try to guess the password in hopes to pry on what I wrote, let me just say there’s no point. It’s a really complicated password. But hey, I can’t stop you but I will know. :smug: Don’t feel left out though because only Rob and I know the password. 🙂
I think that’s enough blabbering for one day. Signing off now. :peace: