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Thursday, January 31, 2008

So, career fair @ NTU yesterday. Full of people trying to make a good impression and dropping resumes at the booths looking for work even before they graduate. Many PostIts and pens were given out, among other freebies which I didn't get. But that's not the point of this post.

The point of this post is how I got assaulted by a big blue paper bag from behind. Kinda like those from boutiques where it's large, long and very stiff.

This lady pushed her way past me in the tiny crowded walkway between booths and the sharp corner of the brand new paper bag stabbed me in the small of my back. Right where my right kidney should be.

So I made a big dramatic cry of "Ouch! The pain!! Gods my kidney!!! She stabbed my kidney with her paper bag!!!!" in the middle of the abovementioned tiny crowded walkway and no one batted an eyelid. It's like I'm in another plane of existence altogether!

...I got stabbed by a paper bag. I'd lost to a well-placed poke by a paper bag. But really, what chances do I have against it?? I can't win. Lol...


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Monday, January 28, 2008

So I wrote in to 8days the second time after that last time about that Korean heartthrobs article years ago (my Korean heartthrob of choice is still obscure and hardly known locally) and this time it was about the record-breaking tendencies of Singaporean youths (mostly students).

((The editor's note on my letter was about how they don't known whether to agree with me seeing as how there are students reading their mag. I seemed to have conveniently forgot to mention I'm a student myself. Heehee...))

I've only ever written in twice and both times, I got Best Letter. ^.^;;

...I'm beginning to think that intelligent and articulate people don't bother writing to 8days. How can I of mediocre language skillz (ENGLISH HAS NOTHING ON ME!!!!!!! *runs around waving a bunch of quill feather pens*) be selected for best letter both times??

((...I lost my first letter of the week mag... 20/20 hindsight tells me I shoulda scanned it and kept the mag >.<))


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Monday, January 21, 2008

So I was watching Doctor Who Confidential yesterday illegally and my dad saw the opening sequence and was like "Ah! Doctor Who! It's about that eccentric doctor who goes around saving the day."

Yes, Doctor Who has been around for decades (no surprises there) but I was mildly surprised coz the only way he'd have known is if he'd watched it on TV all those years ago. And since cable isn't popular to people before the 90s, the television channels were still free-to-air broadcasts.

But again, the surprise wasn't really at Doctor Who being shown here but how they'd shown in on free-to-air channels back in the days and not now. We never have any good, proper British English shows on our local English-speaking free-to-air channels now!!

The only way we can watch Doctor Who (and other brilliant British English shows like Hustle) in Singapore is to first sign up and pay for cable tv, pay for an upgrade for their digital set-top box and then pay another fee for their digital channels package which includes BBC Entertainment and 21 other channels I'll probably never watch.

I just *love* how the world revolves around money. Don't you? =______=

*Edit: Dad also mentioned how me and bro had switched to watching British shows now that the WGA is on strike. But we'd always liked British shows. We just don't get much chance to watch it, is all... T_T


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Friday, January 18, 2008

So I'd recently logged into my spyke_166@yahoo.com yahoo mail and lo! I found something I shouldn't have. Apparently, someone accidentally used my yahoo email to sign up for Friendster and they are asking me to verify my email. So I did the logical human thing and tried to log into that new & foreign account that I did not register for.

Turns out that guy's from The Philippines by the ID of hayukito. And since I obviously do not have his password, I asked Friendster to send me via lost password option. And to my surprise, they sent it to me! Like wtf lol!! They just sent it to me without question!

I had since closed that account.

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And then I saw that I have a new mail on the yahoo homepage mail thingie so I logged in again and lo! I found another thing that I shouldn't have. Sitting in my inbox is this email by some Russian sounding person from bizrateshop.com saying that my account is past due with a Christmas surprise for me. Like wtf lmao!!

It gets better. That email was addressed to spyke_12@yahoo.com. spyke_12 and spyke_166. That's like a hundred and fifty-four numbers away from each other. Yahoo failed math.

So that's it. I don't think it's right for them internet people to be so lax when it comes to online security so I wrote them (yahoo & friendster) a feedback. Don't really think it'll be of any use but hey, it makes me happy.

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To yahoo:

I'm not sure if this should be a flame or an angry feedback to the yahoo! mail management but I've had many emails that do not belong to me sent to my spyke_166 account.

The first instance was when I received an email asking me to verify my Friendster account. I most definitely did not register an account in Friendster with this email address but here I am with this email. Out of curiosity, I was able to log into the account using the lost password email sent to me. I had since closed the Friendster account.
I had sent an email to Friendster informing them of this security breech.

And today, when I log in to check my mail, I found an email that was sent to spyke_12@yahoo.com sitting in my inbox. How did an email sent to spyke_12 end up in my spyke_166 account?

This incident did not inspire any assurance in the already-dubious internet. I hope you will take note of this feedback and strengthen the security of yahoo! mail systems.

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To Friendster:

I'm not sure if this should be a flame or an angry feedback to the Friendser management but I've had an account activation email sent to me via Yahoo! Mail (spyke_166@yahoo.com) regarding an account I did not sign up for.

As I'd already own a Friendster account under a different email, I did not see the need to create another account and most definitely did not register an account in Friendster. So out of curiosity, I tried to log into the account but since I obviously do not have the password to this new one, I opted for the lost password to be emailed to me. And to my surprise, I got the lost password email & was able to log into the new account.

I had since closed the Friendster account (hayukito from The Philippines) and I had sent an email to Yahoo! Mail informing them of this security breech.

This incident did not inspire any assurance in the already-dubious internet. I hope you will take note of this feedback and strengthen the security of Friendster's system.

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There is just so much win in teh 1ntr4n3tz that I have no words for it. Gawds.....


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Saturday, January 12, 2008

Yay for today. My very first Uni chalet was surprisingly fun but today's post isn't about the chalet. It's about how our dear beloved lizhen formerly known as vivi has finally stopped thinking that she's the one at fault and she's the one who's bad!

...Too bad it took a confirmed piece of gossip and some concrete clues to make her walk out of that self-depreciating downward spiral.

The low-down: guy breaks up with vivi and had listed all her bad pts in that breakup meet up and left her feeling down and wondering if she was that lousy in all her past relationships. Cue emo spiral. Cue mood swings when alone.

A little bird told me that guy was seen with another girl who is not vivi at hall 16 which is not his hall couple of weeks before their big breakup meet up but it was all hearsay and I can't confirm anything so I kept my otherwise big mouth shut.

Then a few days ago, I got to know most of the full story. Either the guy seduces the girl or the girl seduces the guy. No matter, guy had another one on the side and is bidding for time to break up with vivi. Cue list of overexaggerated bad things vivi had done.

So at a chance moment in the chalet, I manage to break the news to vivi of what I'd heard few days ago to vivi and she'd manage to get the story from my source.

...And she's finally thinking that she's in the clear. She's not the one in the wrong.

It would've been better she didn't hafta use that piece of news as a reason to stop questioning herself but it'll be hard to break the cycle without a bit of external input I suppose.

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She'd brought up an interesting issue just now though. How do one know when/where/who to put their trust on?

So I told her about how I'd taken to thinking everyone who is human has an ulterior motive in the things they do/say. It'll be easier on my poor naive heart if I'd prepared myself for the worst but not matter what I think, I end up trusting them.

I have this problem with answering questions that anyone pose to me without much thought put to it. And more often than not, the answer I give ended up being used or is the confirmation that they were dreading but looking for. Speed of mouth >> speed of brain kinda does that don't it? :P

No matter how much I prepare myself for it, I'll end up with a slipped tongue and many sore and bruised egos.

So she says she should try to do what I do. But that's not really the same as not trusting at all. I mean, even though I do try to put up as much wards and shields as possible, I still end up trusting them and a major slip of tongue.

...What I haven't told her was how I judge trust in others. I was about to tell her that my way of judging trust, I put my trust in other people with just the right amount of doubt and caution to make sure my hopes aren't dashed. Sure I trust them people but I also trust them to break my trust. If they do, it'll all be within my expectations so nothing lost there. If they don't, then well, I'll be pleasantly surprised and pleased. And keep em around for life. =3

Bad thing about that strategy is I don't let anyone in close enough. I don't really have someone to kid around and name-call like she does. I don't really have someone to turn to for consolation and other random girly touchy-feely moments. I mean, sure I have friends who are great fun to hang around but I realize they don't call me by any nicknames. You will only give someone an affectionate nickname if you're really close to that person. And like, with a name such as Theresa, there's so many syllabus to play with but not one of em actually gave me any nicknames. 3sa came about when I was bored and coming up with different ways to shorten it. *I* had to come up with my own nickname. How sad can that be?? Lol...

...I sure hope she don't stop trusting people just because that's how I do things. She don't needa take off her rose-tinted glasses just yet.

I'd left mine back in my 2nd year of secondary school.


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Saturday, January 05, 2008

After reading an entry (click here) on how doctors lie on death certificates to hide the true scale of the toll from hospital infections, I was reminded of my recently deceased god-grandma's death cert.

Mom showed it to me a few weeks after her godma's death and the official cause of death was listed as pneumonia. But what caused the pneumonia in the first place? What caused the thing that caused pneumonia that caused my god-grandma's death??

From the stories I've heard previously, my god-grandma caught an infection while in the hospital for a replacement surgery for her knee. A fairly straightforward operation but shit does happen. So shit happened and this happened and that happened and pneumonia happened and the ultimate end happened.

Bro commented on how people could sue for millions if the truth every got out but unless you have at least a few tens of millions, you ain't gonna be getting your millions from the lawsuits.

...Unless you decided to take the bribe. In which case, you don't really need the few tens of millions to threaten to sue.


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