My Sentiments Exactly

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Media: Marker on wood.
It is amazing and almost intriguing how the marker did not smudge on the wood.


Friendster anyone?

Todays' technology affects the number of friends you have, And with maximum efficiency. Online photo albums where you can upload your greatest pictures so others will notice you and msn messenger are just those few who managed to accomplish global usage of over 2million users. Do you realise that it controls us all indirectly? Hit the library, do your own research. Better still, conduct a survey. Humans get attracted to anything about the internet. From Online chatting to an online self profile. An example, Friendster.com.

Ask someone if you can add them as your friend in Friendster and they will say definitely. Notice the enthusiasm on their faces. Or even their wide smile that stretches from one ear to the other. It is almost ridiculous but hilarious. Having 500 friends does not make you popular. A person can only have 20 friends and still be well-known. At least not online. The question is, are they all really your friends or merely just some Tom, Dick and Harry? Do a survey and asked our fellow frienster members if all the people in their account are actually their friends. I concur on the ratio of 2:10 that only a handful are real friends. Define friends. People you hang out with, cry with, laugh with, bottomline is, those who are always there for you and not just someone you add and ignore but still contented that they add up to the battalion you have as friends online. Like they say, close friends are hard to come by. At least for those whom you can trust wholeheartedly.

Theoretically, people with hundreds of friends within their account are probably just insecure or love the joy of showing off. For example, you have enemies online who may think you are a boring individual but nevertheless, having hundreds of friends online which is enormous compared to the number of friends your enemies have, is a big deal to your ego. My perception. Not too clairvoyant but merely egoistical and pathetic, thinking that others will care and be green eyes about it. The comical thing is, no one cares. Back to reality, you do not get a price for reaching the maximum number of friends benchmark in Friendster. Live with it.

Written By Fithology aka Lashez

Sleepless in Hong Kong - Part i

The journey was great, although my legs got a bit stiff from too much sitting on the plane. Love the plane food and movies. Gotta watch Little Britain. It's a killer. As soon as I got to "heaven", it was a mad rush. To go to places I have always seen in postcards..(pause) KIDDING!!! Went to a lot of places though. Most of them worth the train rides. Wan Chai, Central, Tsim Sha Tsui, Causeway Bay, etc. These places are crowded as hell. People there are quite friendly, although you may think they were scolding you when they started babbling in Cantonese, thinking you would understand them. And then, words starts ringing in your head, "Do I look like someone who understands Cantonese?" and "Do I look Chinese?" I felt like an alien there. Not everyone understands English. Nevertheless, we speak one language when it comes to money. Let the calculator do the talking, and two people who speaks different languages can understand each other. Good bargains are never hard to come by. I got it for all the stuffs I got, though they are not a lot, but I'm still loving it. Food are not difficult to find. They are practically at every corner you turned. Being a non-pork eater sucks. The food looks good but they contained these horrendous meat which I will most definitely not consume. They look bad alive, look worse dead, look worst cooked. Even their name sounds hideous. BABI. Ate them by accident a couple of times before, they taste like chicken but not as delicious. I would recommend Smelly Tofu. It stinks big time. Taste like tofu dipped in stale drainwater. Honestly, it does live up to its name. I can even smell the stall from miles away. And I thought someone in the crowd just let out a huge air blast, my nose almost fell out of place. A good thing it doesn't, or else I may have looked like a LEGO. Worst, like Michael Jackson..tsk tsk.

Written By Fithology aka Lashez