Saturday, November 29, 2003
WHY FRIENDSTER DONT LET ME PUT 'PUCK_U' AS MY FIRST NAME?
*whines
*restarts comp.
(couldnt resist the temptation)
with much patience and determination, i finally managed to get myself onto the friendster network.
surprise surprise!
'Friend Requests
You have 2 new friend requests to confirm!'
i shant reveal which 2 made the requests in the interest of their privacy.
(ya right, its more likely coz i have no plans to add them onto my list of frenz.)
watever lah.
my only complaint, is that,
WHY CANT THEY MAKE FRIENDSTER EASIER TO USE?
its too complex for a blurblock like me
in fact, i need that predominantly yellow bk 'friendsters for dummies'
anyone? for xmas?
Friday, November 28, 2003
i did a quick scan of my inbox and found an invitation 2 mths ago.
'Samantha Cai has invited you to join Samantha's personal and private
community at Friendster, where you and Samantha can network with each
other's friends.'
i clicked on the highlighted link and registered for friendster, only to see this,
'Congratulations, you have successfully joined Friendster, a great way to help your friends meet people!
Your next step is to invite the friends you want to help into your personal and private networking community. They will receive an email message with your invitation, and when they join, they will automatically be connected to you and your other friends.'
wat a pain in the ass i thot n clicked 'do it later'
only to see that my IE has hung.
(*&^%$#@#$%^&*
thats it,
ive decided,
not to sign up for friendster
Monday, November 24, 2003
friendster part 2.
like a dragon scorned: fine
like a dragon scorned: im mean im horrid
like a dragon scorned: now i remb y i didnt sign up for friendster
like a dragon scorned: so pple like u
like a dragon scorned: wont have the opportunity
spaced out: to?
like a dragon scorned: to give me offending testimonials
spaced out: ahahahhahaha!!!!
spaced out: and i bet you'd have plenty of those
spaced out: and anyway in case u dint know..
like a dragon scorned: yes?
spaced out: u can actually reject testimonials if u think they're too offending
spaced out: or edit them
like a dragon scorned: ooooooooooooooooooooo
like a dragon scorned: interesting
like a dragon scorned: girngirngirngirngr.
like a dragon scorned: mine wld b heavily edited
spaced out: ...right.......
spaced out: yeah. since half of what your friends would write would be utterly boring to you huh
like a dragon scorned: precisely
spaced out: *rolls eyes
like a dragon scorned: they write as well as u.
spaced out: ...
spaced out: THERE IS NOTHING WRONG WITH THE WAY I WRITE.
like a dragon scorned: orr
like a dragon scorned: if u insist.
spaced out: sigh. fine.
like a dragon scorned: wld u like me to edit my above sentences?
spaced out: fuck off...
like a dragon scorned: *starts editing
like a dragon scorned: fuck off = puck u
like a dragon scorned: yes love? u calling me?
like a dragon scorned: *scampers over
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friendster. an intriguing concept. the more i learn abt it, the more it amazes me. superb in massaging egos. maybe i shld just make peace with it n embrace it with my whole heart. afterall, i love it when pple sing praises of me.(esp when its from the bottom of their insincere heart.)
DISCLAIMER: for those who have my blog add, ill like to assure that ure not one of the '65438754 others ' ok? SO QUIT COMING UP ONE BY ONE, BITING UR LIPS N ASKING ME NERVOUSLY 'am i one of the 65438754 others?'
Sunday, November 23, 2003
one more, i swear, just one more asking me if ive had been friendster-ed, there wld b blood to pay.
im going to explain for the very last time, y i refuse to b friendster-ed.
thruout my life, ive gathered more 'hi-bye' frenz than true frenz. n ive spent much time trying to shake them off my back. yes, im antisocial. but so wat? its a pain in the ass trying to entertain boring old farts who r so drippingly fake.
shld i sign up for friendster, these pple wld b able to locate me with a few quick keystrokes followed by pressing the 'enter' key.
*shudders.
god forbids.
imagine....
fren: (utterly excited.) '*injects squeal* flooooooooooooo! ive not seen u for ages. i didnt know u were back in spore for the longest time. when r we gonna meet up? this sat? i misssss u.'
flo: *rolls eyes. (totally apologetic) 'im sorry, but i got work. due to the nature of my job, ive to work when most pple r resting at home.'
fren: (still upbeat) 'oh, its ok. then wat abt next sat?'
flo: (a little downcast) 'im really sorry, but i promised to bring my gf to chk out the xmas lightings.'
fren: (soft sigh) 'then this sun leh?'
flo: (gets ready to imitate the same sigh) 'sigh, u really know how to choose dates. i got to give rascal, my dog, a shower. she smells.'
fren: (losing almost all hope) 'next sun?'
flo: (fighting to remain calm) im flying off to china for a mth.
fren: (crestfallen) 'next yr i guess, give me a call when ure back'
flo: (attempts to keep the apparent chirpiness away from voice) 'sure thing. take care. bye.'
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as u can most prob infer, im running out of excuses. n imagine, ive to repeat this conversation with 65438754 others. 65438754 others that ive purposely, forcefully, set out to lose the friendship.
3 yrs in uk was bliss. they couldnt simply pick up the phone n call me (they cld, but the phonebills wld put them off.) i couldnt simply bump into them along the streets. 3 yrs in uk was so critical in losing those 'hi-bye' frenz. im not gonna let friendster screw up my 'life's work'.
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ps: now i bet all of u r frantically praying that ure not one of the 65438754 others ive blacklisted.
*smiles.
too little things to do, too much time.
its only 432am. still too early for me to zzz.
ran out of bks.
ran out of dvds.
2nd nite like this.
one more, n ill bang my head against the wall.
whoever said '3 times lucky' shld b shot dead.
*breathes breathes breathes
my airen better come tom evening, armed w tons of bks n dvds.
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on nights when im bored n looking for great laughs,
i turn to the numerous profiles on fridae.
(they currently have 56598 profiles n more so r being added as im blogging.)
"More about me :
To someone who has been to hell, I am heaven. To one who has not loved, I am romantic. To some who are poor, I am rich. To those who are proud, I am humble. To another who is dull, I am lustrous. To others who are sick, I have health. I made myself. What about you? "
self made man? ( n how humble is that line 'i made myself?')
im really interested in how she managed to acheive it.
i thank god above that he made me.
i thank god above that ive been to heaven, been loved, born rich,lustrous n healthy n last but not least, learnt humility.
if not, i shudder to think that i wld use that ger above as a yardstick for all things gd n wonderful.
ps: i guess seeing the pic of her frenching her gf w lots of tongue doenst really improve my image of her.
----joraffe----
