Overestimating The Friendster Audience

For a couple of months, I used a nice photo of me -- such a rarity, I swear it was a fluke of the camera. But the background was really ugly, so I had to blur it, and now everyone's saying I photoshopped myself! -- for my profile pic on friendster. And I'd get new friend requests from perfect strangers (of the male variety mostly, though there would be a sprinkle of female blood here and there) every. single. day. Oh, and the random "Hi. Nak Berkenalan!" comment or message.

So... here's the pretty okay photo of me:

After a while, it got boring, always using the same picture. (Plus I posing giler dalam gambar tu. Sampai I pun kdg2 tak tahan bila tgk). I wanted to replace it with another decent picture of me, but as you can guess if you've visited my friendster profile, decent pictures of me are as rare as a perfect mug of teh tarik. (Even Jasema's teh tarik is too sweet, sadly).

So instead I used a photo of my cat Bill which I took when I first bought my lovely new camera.

You'd think that Bill's comel-lotey face would appeal to the mass public; adults and children alike. But no, not unlike The Golden Compass, it failed to impress its target audience.

My daily friend requests whittled down to a zero.

Conclusion: Most of the Friendster users are gatal. Use Facebook instead.



Before I sign off, and since I'm in a generous mood, here's me sans pose, sans photoshopping-of-background-and-lighting.



Haha! Happy New Year, folks!

Allow me to complain

It’s Christmas time! Time to celebrate, right? Of course not. I don’t celebrate Christmas. Today was like any normal day in the household; wake up at 12, lounge around all smelly and unshowered until I get bored, then switch on the PC. However, I can’t help thinking that if I had my own family, I’d probably adopt the whole ritual of buying pressies for everyone because I LOVE shopping for stuff and I LOVE giving away things and that’s the main theme for Christmas (besides, you know, the birth of Jesus. Haha.)

I KNOW I haven’t been updating in ages… since the semester began, actually. Blame the fact that I have no inspiration. And the thought that no one would ever want to read about my personal life, so why start? I mean, come on; would you really want to read about how I’m feeling conflicted about my friends, been busy “organizing” the Raudhah festival, got a warning letter because I skipped only ONE hour of class (Contemporary Issues in The Muslim World), was apprehended by the Abang Guard for NEVER wearing my student card, and keep procrastinating my work?

Didn’t think so. All that boring, personal stuff can go in my journal.

But I think I have some stuff here that might interest people. Ladies and Gentlemen, I give you… Nilai!

These are pictures I snapped of my new campus in Nilai which, honestly, is not fit for humans to live in at all, never mind study in. Come on, they call this the campus for an international-level university? (OK, maybe not the university itself, but its centre for foundation studies. But still).

First off, some general pictures of the barren land.












And now, on to the horribleness.


Water leaking into the dorms from the toilet. You can imagine how bad it smells.


I know, you're probably thinking, what's so terrible about this pic? Looks like a nice enough classroom. Well, that giant window directly faces the giant window of the GIRL'S DORM, for God's sake.


Insufficient drying area has the desperate girls hanging their clothes to dry at the study room window...


... and some other areas.



Blocked loo. Enough said here.

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OK, I lied. I do feel like writing some personal stuff, just to make me feel better. So if you're the type who doesn't like reading the whinings of teenager (like, who does?), feel free to act as if this whole extension doesn't exist.

I'm a person who generally gets along pretty fine with other people. Sure, I'm always very extremely shy at first when it comes to making the first move, but once I feel comfortable around someone, watch out! No, really. I just start saying whatever's on my mind at the risk of becoming extremely irritating or fooling myself. (Though, of course, I DO know when to keep my mouth shut....). All in all, The people here in UIA are friendly, and I've made quite a few friends; dormmates, classmates, same society/club, friends of friends, etc...

So HOW did this happen?

Yeah, it was months ago, but it still bothers me. And it doesn't help that he's in all my classes this sem... It gets tiring, having to pointedly ignore a classmate who was once a friend.

I have never before had a fight with a friend that ended up this way. Sure, I've had friends who drifted apart, but I never lost a friendship through a full-blown argument before. And writing about it on the Internet, while mentioning my name? Come on. That's an all time low.

I guess the fact that my friends who know the whole story think he's crazy is comforting. After the blow-up occurred, I wrote a furious email that explained how the whole thing happened, and sent it to a couple of my closest friends... Who knows? I might publish that email on this blog. We'll see...