... before Ramadhan and the big move.
binx: remembering the good days...
Monday, September 18, 2006
Friday, September 15, 2006
Of being anonymous...
Why do people do things anonymously?
Some like to remain anonymous when donating stuffs to charity, in order not to be seen as proud. That's a good thing, because even Islam encourages such act, as already stated in the Quran.
Some reporters/writers adopt anonymous pen names to protect themselves in the line of duty. They do this so that people won't attack them on the street due to the hot scoop that they have just written. Most of the gossip columnists use pseudonyms to write bout the scandalous scoop on the famous artists' activities. However, they are still exposed to the danger of lawsuits.
Bloggers too hide behind pen names or nicks to protect their real identity. I don't say that all bloggers do this. Some are brave enough to write everything about themselves plus publishing their full pictures on their blog. I applaud their courage of doing so because as you can see, I too uses a pen name to blog.
What is my reason of being anonymous?
Well, when I first started blogging, I was still working with company X. Hence, I didn't want any of the management staff to find my outsource domain where I bitch about work and also life in general. I considered it to be a private domain and would like to keep it that way. So I opted for the anonymous nick (and hoped that people will respect my space and just play along with it) and managed to keep this blog under the radar for a while.... until few of my colleagues found out about it. Then all hell broke loose and now one of them is trying to irk me with his 'charming' wits... urgh..!
Anyway, back to the subject of anonymity...
Recently, I have discovered that some people use anonymity as a tool to attack people (wah macam weapon of mass destruction la pulak). They hide behind the anonymous nick and just lash out their most poisonous venom in hope to hurt people. These people might think that what they are doing is just out of sheer fun. However, they didn't stop to think of the impact of what they have done on their innocent target.
Ok.. the person might not be an innocent target. He or she might have lured you to do what you have done. They might have taunted you to make fun of the things that they have written on their blogs. But still, that doesn't give you the right to make fun or even humiliate them in public. Or should you fail to control the urge to do so, why do it anonymously? Don't you have any balls to reveal your true identity?
Woah... I might have gotten carried away with this post. If I'm not careful I might be the next target of the cruel world of anonymous bloggers/commenters. Well, I was just trying to express my thought... If you have any problem with that, sue me!
What say you?
binx: it's a cruel cruel world out there...
Some like to remain anonymous when donating stuffs to charity, in order not to be seen as proud. That's a good thing, because even Islam encourages such act, as already stated in the Quran.
Some reporters/writers adopt anonymous pen names to protect themselves in the line of duty. They do this so that people won't attack them on the street due to the hot scoop that they have just written. Most of the gossip columnists use pseudonyms to write bout the scandalous scoop on the famous artists' activities. However, they are still exposed to the danger of lawsuits.
Bloggers too hide behind pen names or nicks to protect their real identity. I don't say that all bloggers do this. Some are brave enough to write everything about themselves plus publishing their full pictures on their blog. I applaud their courage of doing so because as you can see, I too uses a pen name to blog.
What is my reason of being anonymous?
Well, when I first started blogging, I was still working with company X. Hence, I didn't want any of the management staff to find my outsource domain where I bitch about work and also life in general. I considered it to be a private domain and would like to keep it that way. So I opted for the anonymous nick (and hoped that people will respect my space and just play along with it) and managed to keep this blog under the radar for a while.... until few of my colleagues found out about it. Then all hell broke loose and now one of them is trying to irk me with his 'charming' wits... urgh..!
Anyway, back to the subject of anonymity...
Recently, I have discovered that some people use anonymity as a tool to attack people (wah macam weapon of mass destruction la pulak). They hide behind the anonymous nick and just lash out their most poisonous venom in hope to hurt people. These people might think that what they are doing is just out of sheer fun. However, they didn't stop to think of the impact of what they have done on their innocent target.
Ok.. the person might not be an innocent target. He or she might have lured you to do what you have done. They might have taunted you to make fun of the things that they have written on their blogs. But still, that doesn't give you the right to make fun or even humiliate them in public. Or should you fail to control the urge to do so, why do it anonymously? Don't you have any balls to reveal your true identity?
Woah... I might have gotten carried away with this post. If I'm not careful I might be the next target of the cruel world of anonymous bloggers/commenters. Well, I was just trying to express my thought... If you have any problem with that, sue me!
What say you?
binx: it's a cruel cruel world out there...
Wednesday, September 13, 2006
Rejected!
I got my first taste of rejection today... Urgh.. I must tell you that it felt awful.How am I to endure many more to come?
I shudder at the thought of getting more bad news in the near future...
Hope the sun will shine my way soon...
binx: *sob* *sob*
Tuesday, September 12, 2006
Reflection...
What do you see when you look into the mirror?
Do you really know the person that is starring back at you?
Mirror Mirror
by Leslie Callejas
Mirror-mirror on the wall
show me what you see
if you really reflect it all
show every piece of me
behind my eyes, behind my smile
deep into my soul
linger for a little while
show me all you know
not just a figure standing here
reveal all that's inside
show me, even though I fear
here and now, it's time
show
the bruised and battered place in me
the piece that just can't cope
the part that longs to be set free
the side where life's a joke
the innocence hiding behind the sin
the adult inside the child
the heart that won't let anyone in
the piece of me that's mild
the place in me that's always red
the part that's forever blue
the side that follows what is said
the piece that's always confused
the place in me that thinks I’m right
the part that knows I’m wrong
the side that's bloated up with pride
the piece that can't go on
the coward inside the fighter
the genius next to the dumb
the part that's drunk with laughter
the side that shies from fun
so, mirror-mirror on the wall
I’ll step back so I can see
if you really reflect it all
and show every piece of me
by Leslie Callejas
Mirror-mirror on the wall
show me what you see
if you really reflect it all
show every piece of me
behind my eyes, behind my smile
deep into my soul
linger for a little while
show me all you know
not just a figure standing here
reveal all that's inside
show me, even though I fear
here and now, it's time
show
the bruised and battered place in me
the piece that just can't cope
the part that longs to be set free
the side where life's a joke
the innocence hiding behind the sin
the adult inside the child
the heart that won't let anyone in
the piece of me that's mild
the place in me that's always red
the part that's forever blue
the side that follows what is said
the piece that's always confused
the place in me that thinks I’m right
the part that knows I’m wrong
the side that's bloated up with pride
the piece that can't go on
the coward inside the fighter
the genius next to the dumb
the part that's drunk with laughter
the side that shies from fun
so, mirror-mirror on the wall
I’ll step back so I can see
if you really reflect it all
and show every piece of me
binx: if only mirrors could talk..
Friday, September 08, 2006
I need a pocket full of gold...
I received something from the examination Board in the mail today. Since I am still a student, with a very tardy track record (for this one particular subject), they have suggested me to go for a pre-revision course.
When I first saw the pamphlet, I was thinking... ah great.. maybe I should go for this course. Maybe they'll keep me updated with the new exam format, syllabus changes and past year exam's input (since I am not attending any classes for this semester). Plus, they conveniently highlighted the fact that they are bringing in 2 highly recommended specialists on the subject matter all the way from the UK. It is an opportunity not to be missed.
FYI, this Board usually organises these events for free - in order to assist its students. However, I realised that lately they have been trying to charge us for for every single thing! Including this particular course..
Imagine my shock when I saw that they are charging us students RM500 for the course.. a 2-day PRE-REVISION course (it's not even a full revison course!) for a freaking RM500....! It is around the same price that I am paying to sit for the examination paper this coming November! Mahal giler ok..! Even a regular class at the local college will only cost me around RM300 for the whole semester.
Isk... Now I have to rely solely on my notes from the previous sittings. Any new and additional information from the Board will only cost me more migrain attacks and burn a deeper hole through my pocket.
:(
When I first saw the pamphlet, I was thinking... ah great.. maybe I should go for this course. Maybe they'll keep me updated with the new exam format, syllabus changes and past year exam's input (since I am not attending any classes for this semester). Plus, they conveniently highlighted the fact that they are bringing in 2 highly recommended specialists on the subject matter all the way from the UK. It is an opportunity not to be missed.
FYI, this Board usually organises these events for free - in order to assist its students. However, I realised that lately they have been trying to charge us for for every single thing! Including this particular course..
Imagine my shock when I saw that they are charging us students RM500 for the course.. a 2-day PRE-REVISION course (it's not even a full revison course!) for a freaking RM500....! It is around the same price that I am paying to sit for the examination paper this coming November! Mahal giler ok..! Even a regular class at the local college will only cost me around RM300 for the whole semester.
Isk... Now I have to rely solely on my notes from the previous sittings. Any new and additional information from the Board will only cost me more migrain attacks and burn a deeper hole through my pocket.
:(
binx: sigh
Wednesday, September 06, 2006
Binx gone bonkers...!
After 3 days of organising all the mp3 files on my HDD, my brain has suddenly gone haywire...
Here are my current train of thoughts...
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tentang seseorang GEORGIA peaches & cream WIDURI take my breath away ANGEL accidentally in love BETTER TOGETHER a moment like this SWAY come pick me up IRRESISTIBLE when you say nothing at all KASIH your body is wonderland AYU the way you move MOUTH wonderful tonight DEALOVA lost in you TRUE officially missing you EMOTION when I saw you I DO buat aku tersenyum UPSIDE DOWN someone like you BREATHLESS barely breathing DAILY ada apa denganmu TERATAI one wish PATIENCE i know what you want BLACK COFFEE simple things MUNGKIN NANTI kau dan aku ALL YOU WANTED melompat lebih tinggi PEOPLE WATCHING when the stars go blue SEMUSIM kau ilhamku JIKA stars are blind NANTI time after time AGAIN bila rindu PICTURES the way you look tonight MY BOO baby it's you ONLY HOPE interstate love song BURN put your record on HIGHER check on it 3 AM take me there I'M REAL because of you RINDU BAYANGAN di pintu syurga SECRET GARDEN walking after you ONE TWO STEP gone going gone PUDAR say what you want DON'T LIE where'd you go DRIVE coffee & cigarettes STOLE i'll be coming home next year WITH OR WITHOUT YOU chasing cars GONE if you want me to stay CRY hold on for one more day JANUARI sunday morning HOME mengapa kasih INCOMPLETE tak bisakah? PERNAH be without you DANIEL stick with you DESTINY everything's gonna be alright MY HUMPS hanging by the moment QUANDO, QUANDO, QUANDO menanti sebuah jawaban KASIH BERUBAH only when I sleep OVER AND OVER AGAIN berhenti berharap TIL I HEAR IT FROM YOU tentang dia UNPRETTY teman tapi mesra SWITCH jika kau bercinta lagi MR JONES I don't wanna be CAUGHT UP don't know why LATELY lelaki buaya darat EVERYBODY HURTS release me COLLIDE biar akhirnya disini ALHAMDULILLAH there it go UNWRITTEN kiss that girl DILEMMA kungfu finghting PUSH run baby run BAD DAY nobody knows UNTITLED don't phunk with my heart CANNONBALL the first cut is the deepest TOO CLOSE caught in a moment IRIS but I do love you DON'T LEAVE high and dry PLUSH harder to breathe CONFESSION seandainya masih ada cinta PINTAKU YANG TERAKHIR sorry seems to be the hardest word
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Can you make out any of it? Yes? No?
Tell you what, since I am feeling very bored and has no idea on what to blog about, I will buy the person who can guess the artist for the songs listed above a cup of frappuchino of his/her choice. The person with the most correct guesses wins!
binx: lalalalala.....
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Can you make out any of it? Yes? No?
Tell you what, since I am feeling very bored and has no idea on what to blog about, I will buy the person who can guess the artist for the songs listed above a cup of frappuchino of his/her choice. The person with the most correct guesses wins!
binx: lalalalala.....
Sunday, September 03, 2006
Of being nocturnal...
It's close to 6 a.m. now and I am still wide awake! (suddenly the song by Firehouse - I need you now, comes to mind...)
It has been this way for the past few weeks. My eyes just won't shut and that just irks me because then my mind will start to wander. I hate it when my mind wanders...
"I miss those late night calls...
It has been 3 years since my last late night call...
I miss those giddy-tingly feelings I get during those late night calls...
What happened to X?
What made us drift apart?
What was the name of that song again?
I need to add it to the playlist tomorrow...
At the rate that I am going rite now, would I be able to make my dream cafe a reality?
Why am I still single?" *cue the pathetic life athem*
Urgghh... I told you I hate it when my mind wanders...
Anyone knows a remedy to cure insomnia?
binx: no more coffee after 5 p.m.!
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