La red social Tagged ha sido multada con medio millón de dolares (americanos) por enviar masivamente correos electrónicos engañosos para conseguir nuevos miembros (esta red social cuenta con 16 millones de miembros).

Tagged llegó a mandar 60 millones de correos basura (spam). La estafa consistia en que la red aseguraba que uno de sus amigos había colgado fotos privadas en la misma red para que otra gente las viera. Pero resultaba que no había tales fotos en internet.

El juez juntamente con la multa ha dictaminado que Tagged tendrá que pedir permiso para ver la lista de contactos de un usuario.

Directivos de la red aseguran que hacen lo mismo que la competencia (Facebook y MySpace) y que las quejas eran solo de una minoría social.

salam..sume(suara cam uztaz..haha..)4 penge”read” tis blog ..first skli azhan nk ucap selamat hari raya aidil adha kt korang semua..koranx blik kmpong ke x??smbelih lmbu uhh leklok sikit..azhan nyer pamily pon de yg wat korban..kt kmpong aku kt ganu..(nape nk mkan lmbu gak ke??byar r..–maen maen je..mne de kne byar..haha)

koranx tau x care nk pangkah lman web..bkan pankah parti politik mse plihan rye ..but nk sekat laman web??tu lah yg azhan nk share gan koranx arinei..(pdahal sje nk update blog..haha)azhan dh cube cre nk sekat laman wb..mule mule wat mmg x jadi..(ingt dh kne tipu..)but try mny times..mmg method nei brguna ..

1 step korang klik kt lmbang microsof(klu window laen..klik kt butang start..)..pas uhh nk wat pe??wat x tau je..haha

gurau je..lpas uhh koranx klik kt run botton..(nmpak x?klu x nmpak..hmpaskan lptop /pc koranx kt lantai..cam ne??brkecai x??haha)

3 step..korang msukkan word yg azhan bg kt below..koranx msukan kt open

c:windows/system32/drivers/etc

pas uhh koranx klik kt o.k boton(jgan k.o sdah..haha)

kuar folder etc kan??

pas uhh koranx klik kt hosts(jgn klik kt laen sdh..kne virus….gne kan kipersky..(ceh tiru cheki chan lak..adoi)

pas uhh kuar open with kan?..

korang klik notepad lak..

cbe ade nmpak 127.0.0.1(jarak 7 kali )localhost    ?

ade kan?

pas uhh koranx

taip

127.0.0.0.1(jarak tujuh kali)pas tu masukan lman web yg korang mau skat(jgan copy n pas..nnt x jdi..korang kne taip sndiri)

contoh nyer cam..

127.0.0.1       localhost
127.0.0.1       www.habbo.com.sg
127.0.0.1       www.habbo.com
127.0.0.1       www.battleon.com

klu koranx nk tau lman web nei lah yg azhan sekat??knape ekh??

cube r koranx guaess..haha

pas uhh koranx wat korang klik file botton..pas uhh koranx klik save(bkan save as..)

pas uhh koranx tutup bndalah uhh(mksud azhan notepad..haha..koranx pikiq pe r?astrfiruallha..haha)

pas uhh koranx cube open laman web yg koranx sekat uhh..cam ne ??x leh open an??haha

azhan nk pesan mse koranx wat from step 1..tkdi uhh..kornx jgan bka laman web ..klu x ..kurang mujarab..haha

one thing(1 thing je..bkan 7 thing..mcm lgu miley cyrus uhh..merepek mnyak..haha)

web yg koranx sekat uhh akan x bleh di open..dgan mgunakan sofwere intenet..mcm mozilla firefox(mgan fox..seksi uhh-ceh ape azhan merepek nei..haha),opera,intenet explore,safari,mahupon goggle chrom..haha<<berkesan x..but azhan suggest kpada tuan punyer cc..so..tkde lgi org open lman redtube,porntube,89,pornhub..n many more..kepada skolah pon leh gak..lelebih lagi..kpade pc office..x lah koranx nyer pekerja ..on facebook,myspace,hi,tagged,twitter..mse waktu office..klu koranx nyer prestasi kje down cam ne?kan azhan gak yg ssh..haha

kepada koranx..thank a lot sbb membaca..salam..

Hello everyone and welcome to my blog!

aslmlualaikum..kt koranx…azhan nk update pasal komputer..(ye r..aku punyer kategori kt sains n tknologi n gadjet..seciput je..haha)

kehadiran web web penlalaikan mmg bnyk..koranx msti trfikir cara nk meyekat web 2 cam nei an??cam porn tub,RYL,haboo,redtube,n mcm cam g(koranx tgh fikir per??koranx msti ckp aku slalu open web cam uhh an??scare jujur ye ..but uh dolu(zaman komunis,portugis nuh..)jdi aku nk share gan koranx cam ne ..azhan sekat web cam uhh..

artikel yg azhan nk story(toy story 3 dh kuar..koranx dh tgok ke lom??spe yg dh tgok sile share gan azhan k..–haha..promote flim lak)nei mrupakan artikel dlm bhase inglish..jdi azhan translete bhase ibunda kite..(bhase melayu,bhse jiwa bnggsa..hapuskan ppsmi-politik lak..adoi..)

Menyekat akses ke web site2 yg tidak berfaedah dari rumah / ofis / sekolah / di mana sahaja tak lagi menjadi masalah. Dengan menggunakan OpenDNS, yakni penyedia perkhidmatan DNS server yang terbaik, segalanya tak lagi menjadi kerumitan kepada siapa sahaja (network administrator, ketua pejabat, ibu bapa, guru dan lain2) untuk menyekat mana-mana web site yg tidak berfaedah dari memasuki komputer yang korg miliki. yg paling menarik perkhidmatan ini adalah totally percuma!

Menyekat akses ini tidak terhad kepada seberapa byk komputer di dalam satu network. In ease word; klau rumah / ofis korg ade 40 biji pc skali pun, semua PC ini masih di dalam satu kawalan IP yg akan menyekat semua PC tersebut dari akses ke web yg telah di sekat.. Menarik bukan? hanya memerlukan sedikit kefahaman dan sedikit kaedah cuba-jaya bagi korg yg masih baru dlm dunia networking.

Semua web site yg mempunyai kaitan dalam kategori berikut boleh disekat:

Adult Themes, Adware, Alcohol, Auctions, Automotive, Blogs, Business Services, Chat, Classifieds, Dating, Drugs, Ecommerce/Shopping, Educational Institutions, File storage, Financial institutions, Forums/Message boards, Gambling, Games, Government, Hate/Discrimination, Health, Humor, Instant messaging, Jobs/Employment, Lingerie/Bikini, Movies, Music, News/Media, Non-profits, Nudity, P2P/File sharing, Parked Domains, Phishing, Photo sharing, Podcasts, Politics, Pornography, Portals, Proxy/Anonymizer, Radio, Religious, Research/Reference, Search engines, Sexuality, Social networking, Software/Technology, Sports, Tasteless, Television, Travel, Video sharing, Visual search engines, Weapons, Webmail.

Dan juga custom domain juga boleh di masukkan bagi menyekat akses dari mana2 web yg di rasa perlu dengan memasukkan alamat web site tersebut kedalam kotak yg di sediakan:

Caranya cukup mudah:

Daftar dengan OpenDNS sebagai pengguna sistem openDNS. Pendaftaran juga percuma. Tiada spyware, adware, mahupun malware yg akan di install ke pc korg.

1. Masuk ke menu “control panel > network connection > IP configuration” dari sistem PC anda.. ikut step gambar di bawah:

1. Lakukan pd setiap pc, setting “Use the following DNS server addresses” jika korg xde router. Adalah lebih baik lakukan setiap setting ni pd setiap pc dan prevent access utk ubah apa2 setting pd IP dengan menggunakan “gpedit.msc”. Klau ada router; ikut arahan untuk setiap setting router di sini dengan memilih jenis router korg kat situ: https://www.opendns.com/smb/start/router/
2. Click di sini untuk pendaftaran: https://www.opendns.com/smb/start/create_account/
3. selepas daftar.. cuba login di sini: https://www.opendns.com/dashboard/signin/
4. selepas login.. Click “setting” dan pilih mana2 kategori web site yg hendak di sekat, dan “check / tick” kotak checkbox tu dan click Apply. Untuk memasukkan mana2 domain yg hendak di sekat, gunakan kotak yg di bawah sekali dan masukkan alamat domain (eg. friendster.com) dan click apply. Contohnya; bagi menyekat web www.yahoo.com, masukkan “yahoo.com” … semua yg beralamat dari yahoo.com akan di sekat.
5. Itu sahaja. Selesai sudah. Selamat mencuba dan meng-”explore” sistem percuma dari OpenDNS! GudLak!

Contoh Web yg disekat akan terpapar message yg “custom made” seperti berikut” :

segale komen kritikan sila menge”sent”kan ke azhan_sakri@myspace.com..thank cuz read..(dh read ??bayar r..bkan free.)-haha gurau je..salam.

You! 16 year old bugger! I’m you – only older.  I know it’s confusing but that state of mind isn’t really gonna change over the next couple of years so I shall not bother with that. It must be traumatic being you, noh? 16 and in a hormonal rush of teenage angst? *sigh* I remember those days, and darling, i don’t envy you.

Firstly – SCIENCE for A/Ls? WTF? I know you didn’t wanna upset your parents by swimming against their tide, but dont do it. Do arts literature business ANYTHING.  It’s not gonna do anything for you. Although following the science stream will give you ample time to draw huge cartoons on the blackboards.

Before you turn 17, watch out for  a tall fair goofball with floppy brown hair. He’s gonna make you feel oh-so-adventurous, and then break your heart and your body into a million pieces and you wont be able to fix it. yesh, really. Oh shut up, i know what im talking about. NO QUESTIONS. yes I’m stubborn, but so are you- especially with the parents. You know when you were little and they said that SOMEDAY you’d only have them to fall back on when things really got tough? Dont bad mouth and Roll your eyes, cz babe,  they’re gonna prove it to you when you fuck up pret-ty soon. No matter how bad things are with dad, he’s gonna take care of you. And then you’re gonna look like a royal jackass.

Ah, Career. your first job is gonna be awesome. It’s gonna  teach you a lot and your gonna have a ball learning on the go. But Life lesson #2. Work and Pleasure DO NOT MIX. (I say #2 because #1 is LEARN TO SAY NO.) And woman. Whatever you do – USE PROTECTION. It’s not really that hard to do.

2008 is gonna turn your life upside down, but you’re gonna make it through and make the right decisions. I know you think that life is never gonna look up for you, but it will. Your gonna make ALL the wrong choices before you learn your lessons, believe me. But you’re gonna be ok, because you have good people in your life. I’m gonna tell you now, you’re gonna have to work hard to get good, but you’re also gonna have Josh, whose gonna be you’re reality check. Who’s Josh? oh HONEY. You’ll find out. (Such a tease, noh? you should know.)

hm… Learn to be Street Smart, don’t trust people blindly, and don’t obsess about your insecurities. And always think positive cz thats gonna get you through the day.  Shut uppppp i am not preachingggg! Fine, I’m going. Say hi to the floppy haired fellow for me. I know you too well.

*hugs*

Unsilent & Tubelight? TAG. YOU’RE IT.and a BIG thank you to chavie for the tag.

I got tagged by my blogging friend Haley, over at Blue Eyed Blonde <– if you haven’t checked out her blog, you should get on that immediately, because she’s super rad!

The Rules are for Kreativ Blogger are:

1. List 7 things about myself others may not know

2. Award 7 people with the reward

Easy as pie… right??? Without further ado….

1. I check the expiration date on EVERYTHING and if I see the date is only 2 days away then I won’t consume whatever it is, because it makes my stomach turn
2. I can’t stand being cold, I leave my duvet on year round just so I’m nice and toasty warm at all times… I’ve begged my Mom for a snuggie for Christmas, but she thinks they look silly and refuses to buy it
3. I think my Dad and Mom are two of the most amazing people I’ve ever met
4. If I could meet anyone in the world it would be Oprah Winfrey
5. Cats scare the crap out of me
6. I love to play my music really loud in the car and sing just as loud…. My favourite song to sing in the car – “Stay” by Lisa Loeb
7. I can drink like a sailor… don’t worry, I didn’t put this on my resume

Now the easy part, list 7 bloggers who deserve the Kreativ Blog award…

1. Distracable Jane
2. & That’s the Way Life Goes
3. Sunshine and Potatoes
4. Live, Love, Stroll
5. A Perfectly Cursed Life
6. The Evolution of Leni
7. Blah Blah Blah

*I’m home from Vegas late tomorrow night, so blog posts will become more frequent as well as commenting

** I also wanted to thank you all for your kind birthday messages, they each made my day!

Un aspect nou si trei caracteristi noi pentru Google Translate:

• Traducerea se face mai rapid dintr-o limba in alta pe măsură ce tastaţi, fara a mai fi nevoie sa dati tot timpul click pe butonul “traduceti”
• Posibilitatea de a scrie si in limbile care utilizeaza alte litere, cum ar fi chineza folosind optiunea “Show romanization”. Asta functioneaza pentru toate limbi non-romane, cu excepţia ebraică, arabă şi persană.
• Un mare adaos este translatorul vocal “Text-to-speech”, momentan disponibil doar in engleza.

Google Translate oferă 51 de limbi, reprezentând peste 98% din utilizatorii de Internet. Mai multe detalii gasiti pe Blogul Oficial Google

Articole asemanatoare:

• Traduceţi instantaneu orice site în Firefox cu Bara de Instrumente Google – Aţi avut vreodată nevoie să traduceţi pagini Web din alte limbi în română? Selectaţi „Traduceţi pagina în română” din meniul Traducere al Barei de instrumente pentru a vedea pagini din toate limbile acceptate de „Traduceţi pagina în română”.
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Put down that book and read this letter. The book is never going to help you anyway. What you achieve is going to come from the world outside; school books will only get you so far in life. You will only know 8 answers to the Science Part 1 paper in your O/L’s. (Sorry to be blatant so soon, but that’s how prepared you were). The rest is going to come from the guy two rows away, who is going to get it from the guy who is 2 seats in front of you, who got it from.. god knows where. Yes you are going to copy, and don’t act like you don’t know it. But it’s OK, have fun doing it and don’t get caught, because after your O/L’s you are never going to copy again. Not because you can’t, it’s because you don’t have to.

Your band, Chaos, it’s not going to be anything you dreamed it would be. It’s not going to be anything at all. You will write lyrics, you will design the album cover and also decide how you guys are going to make your first live performance. Yet you will forget to learn the instruments and never play. This will come by being complacent after the exams and thinking that tomorrow will always be there. You will soon learn how wrong you were. However, don’t stop dreaming, I never did. Your dreams are only limited by your imagination, make the most of it.

Your passion for music and your obsession with the band is going to lead to you start writing. Do not throw this stuff away, and do not stop writing. It will come in handy later on when you are almost my age. Your inspiration will first come from the pain you went through with the girl who scarred you for life. Hate her all you want, but you can’t ever escape the fact that even for one day in your life, you loved her with all your heart. Learn to channel the negativity in life into something profound. This will be tough at first, but later on you will come to realize that pain is an old friend and will always remain close to you.

Pretty soon, you will learn a secret about your life which was hidden from the day you were born. This will crush you and you will see that the life you lived up to now had been a lie. Confront this feeling, and talk to the people who matter. You will realize that the ones who kept the secret did it for your own good, yet, you will appreciate the ones who told you. If not for them, I would still be living a lie.

Your love life will be on the rocks for sometime. But thereafter it’s going to be pretty amazing with a pretty amazing person. However, remember you will never truly heal, and you will always crumble when you least expect it. To be honest, I wouldn’t have it any other way. Learn to get up again, it’s what will make you me. You will realize that you are your best friend and also your worst enemy. Very few will understand you, and you won’t fail to leave those who do pretty confused too. But you can’t expect anything more from them, when even you can’t understand yourself, can you? Do you understand me?

For a few years, you will try to live carefully. You will monitor yourself in the face of others and always strive for a good image. This will end soon. You will realize that nothing is worth it, and carefree is the way to go. You will be afraid at first, others will worry about you, but deep down inside you never really give a shit. You will learn this the hard way, and I’m not going to make it any easier for you.

Your regrets will plague you, but not unless you act upon it. The only real advice I can give you, is don’t be afraid and don’t back down. If you got this down pat, then you will probably never know me, because then I will probably never exist. And everything I said above will be redundant. But just to make it interesting, let’s see if we do follow the same path. The older Me never wrote a letter to me and I had to figure things out on my own. So appreciate this, fool. My letter to you won’t help you figure things out either, because the best lessons you learn are the ones you learn on your own.

Do things just because you can. Live like today is your last day on earth. Don’t judge others and stop trying to keep them from judging you. Learn to get high on life. You will realize no substance can match this high, because it comes from within. Learn to appreciate your family and not distance them. Don’t hold back, let go of yourself. It’s the only way to be free. Your hormones may control your life sometimes and you will start thinking with your dick, don’t fight it. It will lead to the best times a guy could have. Dream big and work on those dreams. The road will be slow at first and don’t let that bring you to a halt. Keep going, keep going until your legs give out. Don’t sleep to dream, sleep to build your energy and dream when you are awake. Make amends, life is too short to live being pissed off with people. Write shit down. It will help when you start losing your memory. Love your friends; they are going to be one of the biggest and best parts of your life. Stop trying to understand yourself. You will only fail. We are an enigma, just like everybody else.

Eram quod es, Eris quod sum. (Let’s see)

Me.

****

Thanks for the tag, Brandix. I tag Pavi and Realskullzero.

So I was tagged and I don’t even have the link to tag it back to the person who tagged me. Since I am back at work and sort of still on vacation because I am still not in the groove, I will let my heart satisfy itself with blogging. Yes my work permits me to sit and ponder and then spill. It comes with the whole little pay and a lot of work package. But I have decided, if I don’t get a raise soon, I’ll probably carry on this attitude of taking less on my sleeves. So yes work is sort of over-rated and so is money and we need both. So they aren’t part of my list for sure.

The 7 most over-rated things on my list are:

1. Fashion
Never heard a Designer complain have you? But yes it is much too annoying when you put everything on its flame and decide you want it burned down than just warm and nice. Please excuse my moronic behavior but you aren’t anything near fashion if the term even comes up in your speech. Eww!

2. Proposals
“Oh tell tell how did he? What did he do?” no shit Sherlock but why in the world does it bother you how she felt special? Are you going to tell your BF about it? What annoys me is over-rated and this definitely is part of it. I am mushy but I have my own mush. Thank you!

3. The good old days
Sigh and sigh and sigh! Yes I do it too. But then I slap me on my head and say what is so wrong with the present and the future to come. Really! Why do I keep myself in the old chapters and bring it up again and again just to annoy me. Go away I don’t like you and if you like me, leave me alone.

4. Text messaging
Ahaaaa! I was once a freak and now I am back to sanity. I owe to best friend’s exit. Everything that is a quick phone call away is now text messaged and relied to on heavily. If you are late on a date “could you not have texted and told me you were running late?” and what is better is “you had a baby and you couldn’t text and tell?” lol

5. Label
I am not a very in person with curses and slangs and really idiotic words like ‘bastard and asshole’ maybe. Yes once in a while when I am really annoyed, but not everyone walking down the street has a label. They have their names and I don’t want to know them but for distinguishing I won’t even give then a label. Wonder what your label is ‘Angel face?’

6. PMSing
Indeed it is an excuse women have and use it to their benefit but why are guys so interested is beyond me. Everything from a little while to a loud cry is all blamed on ‘are you PMSing?’ no kidding, are you are teeny brained? Have you heard of moods? They aren’t always dependant on hormones, sometimes you tick me off!

7. Dogs and bitches
There is no end to this one. I was watching a movie the other day and every time she called him a dog, he called her bitch. So what is it? The new in thing to not take names but be categorized into a single category? I am not going to understand it and I will not take the pains for it.

So that wraps up the over-rated and annoying for me. Some may find me mad because over rated is not annoying always or maybe never for some. But truly it annoys me. Love and Marriage they say is over rated, and maybe it is but I am all about it and hence have no cries for it. Yes call me selfish now.

So I tag…
MKL
Nahl
Siras
Yellow Tulip
SAWJ
Mahwish
Salman

And I wish I could notify, but I am being a little lazy. Guys and girls if you come in, please feel tagged!

p.s. I found who tagged me ‘MARIYAS’ thanks a lot!

Och neee, es ist alles gelöscht. Also nochmaaal!

Ihr denkt sicher, ich sollte lernen und so. Aber ich kann mich nicht konzentrieren! Also mach ich einfach mal einen Post. Ich wurde getaggt, von meiner lieben wifey. [Balabwa]

„TAG TAG TAAG!

Beantworte diese Fragen und tagge alle Menschen, die du willst. Verlinke die Person, die dich getaggt hat. Kopier das alles in deinen neuen Post.

Nenne in deinem Post 10 Dinge, über dich.“

1. Ich hasse es wenn Leute vor mir laufen, ich kann sogar aggressiv werden. (hahaha)

2. Ich bade bis zu 2h, dafür dusche ich aber nur ca 7 Minuten

3. Ich habe sehr wenig Freiheiten. Wie ich das hasse! :@

4. Ich fotografiere für mein Leben gerne, leider hab ich keine richtige Kamera :/

5. Meine lieblingssmileys/lieblingswörter : hahaha, :/ , :3, oh mein gott

6. Ich rede manchmal wirres Zeugs

7. Ich hasse Menschen, die meinen, Bücher seien was neues für sie. Jetzt mal ehrlich, eigentlich sind Bücher doch ganz toll. Naja, wenn es gute Bücher sind. (nein, ich lese nicht regelmäßig)

8. Ich versuche immer optimistisch zu bleiben

9. Ich finde, das Badezimmer ist ein sehr schöner Ort. Vorallem weil es bei uns nicht stinkt, du drinne baden kannst, und die Tür abschließen kannst, wenn du nicht gestört werden willst, hahahaha!

10. Ich brauche in der Regel SEHR viel Schlaf! Sonst bin ich immer total müde.

11. (Zusatz) : Ich bin ein Weichei. Horrorfilmen halte ich nicht stand!

Ich tagge alle, die noch nicht getaggt worden sind :3

UND JETZT, wurde ich noch von der lieben Lan [ My Daily Life in Words ] getaggt.

Beantworte diese Fragen und tagge alle Menschen, die du willst. Verlinke die Person, die dich getaggt hat. Kopier das alles in deinen neuen Post.

“Nenne in deinem Post 10 Dinge, die du in deiner Tasche mit hast, bzw. die du für wichtig hälst.”

Also, um erstmal zu unterscheiden : Wenn ich in der Schule bin, nehme ich natürlich auch noch die Schulsachen, sowie Trinken mit! haha.

1. Schlüssel

2. Eine kleinere Tasche, innen drin : Kamm, Labello, Abdeckstift, Taschenspiegel, Handcreme, Parfume und sonst so’n Kram. + Taschentücher

3. Meinen Terminkalender (sehr wichtig)

4. Mein Port Monnaie (wird das so geschrieben?) mit all meinen Karten

5. Mein iPodTouch (wer braucht denn nicht Musik unterwegs?)

6. Mein Handy (oder auch ‘Handyphone’ , nach adeles post, hahaha!)

7. Mein ‘Sketchbook’. Ja, ich zeichne gerne. (wobei nicht gut), und manchmal ein gutes Buch.

8. Einen Kugelschreiber (wenn ich nicht in die Schule gehe)

9. Kaugummis, oder Minz-Bonbons (jeder hat doch mal so ne Tage, an dem man nicht soo gut riecht.)

10. Desinfektionsmittel aus USA! (hat mir meine Oma geschenkt. Ich bin voll stolz drauf, haha)

11. etwas, gegen meine oma (insider).

Aber jetzt mal ehrlich, so viel nehm ich nicht zu jedem Anlass mit. Sagen wir mal, ich gehe raus um mir etwas zu kaufen, dann nehme ich nur

1. mein portmonnaie

2. meine schlüssel

3. mein handy

mit. Mehr braucht man ja nicht, um einzukaufen. Bin ich aber mit einer Freundin draußen, so nehm ich natürlich das alles dort oben mit.

ich tagge hier ebenfalls alle personen, die noch nicht getaggt worden sind.

Am contul de pe Tagged de vreo 3 ani şi am primit sute de mesaje, care mai de care mai ciudate sau mai cretine. Majoritatea mesajelor le primesc de la arabi, care îmi spuneau că mă iubesc şi că vor o relatie cu mine, deşi am o singură poza pe profil şi nu am postate cine ştie ce detalii despre mine. Am mai primit unele de genu’:

“nu te supara ca te intreb asa direct dar ai vrea sa iti ling pasarica? id-ul meu e ady_no2 si putem face tot ce iti trece prin cap..”

WTF, man?! Yuck… Pe bune, acum…

Am mai primit şi mesaje de la arabi care cred că dacă îmi scriu în limba română eu mă ud la… tastatură şi mă îndrăgostesc de ei:

“hello sweety cum esti tu sa zi? fouzi IM din Algeria şi im vrei să te cunosc şi vorbesc cu dumneavoastră, dacă aveţi timp liber la a trimite eu tău MSN sau Yahoo ok? Eu aştept OK dvs. de răspuns? La revedere avea grijă tu cant vorbi cu mine”

Din nou… Yuck… Ăstora nici măcar nu mă deranjez să le răspund.

Dar, uneori, mai am chef de caterincă şi le răspund. Următoarea conversaţie a avut loc azi, ceva mai devreme:

“el:

I am looking for a serious relationship

eu:

ok… keep looking…

el:

No No No Achtertki you and not all of Hb and bear (wtf?! =)) )

eu:

you want a serious relationship with me? why? you don’t even know me…

el:

Yes it is true, but I want to know you …. it is not impossible …..ok

eu:

And how  do you plan to do that? I’m in Romania and you are in Algeria… Can’t you see a small problem around here? ‘Cause I’m not going to come to your country… Sorry…

el:

No problem …. … We are not Taatasefin very sophisticated in the world …. and I want a frank answer away from all Moduayat ….. ok……geve me your yahoo or msn (din nou: wtf?! =)) )

eu:

no thanks… i’ll stick with the guys from my own country… sorry

el:

I do not want to Tervsi this idea in principle … but then … the contrary, try to judge them ….. (huh?!)”

Nu i-am mai răspuns. Ce rost mai are? Chiar vorbeam cu o prietenă zilele trecute de chestia asta. Şi ea are aceeaşi problemă, tot pe acelaşi site. Arabii ăştia ce cred? Că ne trimit un mesaj în care ne cer id-ul de mess iar, după ce i-l dăm, ne aburesc în aşa hal în cât ne pierdem minţile şi ne ducem la ei în ţară? Asta ar fi, că altceva eu nu înţeleg.  Ar mai fi o idee să îmi pun contul pe privat şi cred că ăsta e următorul pas.

A, am uitat… Azi am mai avut o conversaţie, tot cu un arab:

el:

“hello how are u i want ur be friend give me the e-mail Yahoo and MSN now i hope ur can add my email (sherzadze1 @ yahoo) MSN (lovly_gierl @ hotmail) shall wait for you now

eu:

wait for me… i shall come and i’ll bring a beautiful friend with me… it’s ok with you? (puţină caterincă nu strică niciodată, nu?)

el:

give me ur email i well add u

eu:

no

el:

why i want ur be as my friend give me email now

eu:

why?

el:

honey i want ur be as my friend right give me ur email now

eu:

fuck off, you cock sucker!” (mă enervase deja)

Poftim?! De când şi până unde îmi ordonă el să-i dau id-ul meu de mess?! Id-ul meu e privat… Îl ştiu numai prietenii mei din realitate…

Bine, acum să nu fiu ipocrită. Ieri mi-a dat mesaj un tip absolut minunat. E grec şi cântă la chitară… Văd că tocmai mi-a răspuns la mesajul pe care i l-am trimis mai devreme… Trebuie să ii răspund

Continued from Part 1

6. Ego !

 “You can live outside if you cant obey us”

“Fine, Im going”

and I left my house in the afternoon after a huge argument I had with dad. Don’t remember how the argument started and what it was for, but I was just 12 years old ! Ohh, I was a stupid kid back then ! and that wasn’t the first time I left home after my parents asked me to. I did it once when I was in the 3^rd grade  !!!

I roamed around the streets with my Tee and shorts till sunset and when I realized I had no other place to go, I got into my building and sat on the stairs near the terrace. My stupid child ego didn’t let me go to my flat. Meanwhile, my brother kept searching for me everywhere and finally ended up reaching the stairs. He asked me to come home, but I refused and asked him to leave (ego!ego!ego!). After sometime, when I got really really bored, I went home myself.

Mom : why did you come home now? No one invited you.

Dad : He must have felt hungry ! (he started laughing and my bro joined him)

Me : I have to study !

Dad and bro still laughing !

Mom : your bro kept searching for you inspite of us asking him not to. And then, when he asked you to come down from the terrace, you couldnt huh?  You are this small (referring my height) and you have this much (referring the cupboards height) of stubbornness in you ?

..and needless to say, that whole week was horrible with all the parent talks. But for whatever I did, I deserve much more than that !!! What was I thinking, crazy idiot !! I never dared to go out of my home after that incident.

7. My father-my hero !

It was summer vacation and one fine day, a few of us including my brother were riding our cycles on the sidewalk. That was my first attempt at public cycling after all the practice sessions I had at the terrace with my four-wheeled cycle. It was fun riding on the pavement but those idiotic extra tyres got stuck every now and then which made me the slowest among all. 

We were riding on a pavement which was just opposite to our apartment and all of a sudden, a Pakistani jumped out of his shop and screamed at all of us for riding past his shop. That, I guess, wasn’t new to the rest of them because they sped on their cycles in no time and I was struggling to get that damn thing move. Moreover the look of that idiot made me all nervous that I didn’t know what to do. The Pakistani got furious because I wasn’t moving away from his shop; he took one of his slippers and whacked me on my back real hard!! I started pushing the cycle like a duck and searched for the rest of them. None of my friends were available on sight, not even my bro. I then rode a little further and managed to find my brother. The moment I saw him, I started crying and he took me home immediately.

I kept crying at home continuously not because I was hurt or embarassed, but because the rest of them deserted me. My dad came in sometime after his shift and heard the whole story. Tan ta daaan ! He took me along and off he went to the street like a super hero !! He barged into the shop and started screaming at that idiot; and in sometime, the argument was taken to the streets. I donno when I stopped crying, but I remember standing near my dad and admiring him; totally !  I mean, there he was, arguing in his broken hindi with a Pakistani who is triple his size, whose one small touch could have hurt my dad real bad and all that just because his son was hurt ! Dads are great or what !!!

My dad approached the law that evening and a police official did come along with us….but damn! I don’t remember anything after that ! Oh ya, that night, my bro got an earful from both mom and dad for not performing his basic duties as an elder brother !!

8. My childhood tattoo.

My world used to revolve around my brother and even today, he means everything to me (my brother must be choking now!). After his 12^th, he chose to do his graduation in India and it was tough for me to cope up with his departure. For one whole year, I can even claim that I totally ruined myself; my studies went for a toss, I became even more stubborn and rude, made a lot of enemies, never cared for what mom and dad said (oh this is when the gum incident took place too). A day before he took off, he drew an image (almost similar to the one above) with a pen on my wrist– an image of a sun with ‘Simba’ written inside it. We were huuugge fans of Lion King you see, and we still are if I am not wrong This art of his was too sentimental for me to erase and I decided to keep it on my wrist until I saw him next. I used to cover it with a polythene bag while taking bath and each time it faded, I drew over the image with my left hand. I had a tough time in school covering it and so I avoided half sleeve shirts to school. I didn’t inform my bro through phones or through those long letters of mine about the preserved art and gave him a surprise when he landed three months later.

Incidentally, this was the first design that came into my mind when I decided to get a Tattoo this year. But then, it looked silly as a permanent tattoo and went for the Arian design.

9. The wish hair.

After having played a video game – Atari at our friends place, my brother and me created a ruckus at home asking dad to get a similar one of us. We kept cribbing for more than a week and finally our dad lost all his patience. He shouted at both of us for wishing and demanding things that we found in our friends home and asked us to concentrate on our studies. Both of us sulked the whole night and went to study after dinner. While doing my homework, I observed an eyelash on my finger. That reminded me of what I read in the stories those days – If an eyelash accidentally falls out, you can make a wish on it.

I mentioned this to my brother, but he didn’t care. I put the eyelash on the back of my hand, made a wish and then blew it off. I had nothing to wish for but an Atari. I am not kidding guys, the very next day, my dad came home after work with groceries on his right hand and carrying an Atari game console on his left shoulders !! Both of us were jumping with joy and I could see the happiness in my dads face by watching us go crazy over the video game !! Dad, you are the best !! After Atari, he also got us a Nintendo (Pegasus) and a Sega Mega Drive, but only because my brother excelled in his exams !

10. noitatciD

Now this is the clumsiest thing any human can ever do in his/her entire lifetime. I was in my 2^nd grade and we all had a dictation session during our English period. I was well prepared for the test and the teacher started giving us words to spell in our test paper. The results came out and I got 0 / 10 !!! That’s right ! ZERO !!!

I went home crying and complaining to mom that the teacher is mean and that she gave a big zero inspite of each answer being right. I still didn’t understand the clumsiness I committed. My mom had a look at the test paper and started laughing aloud. She then asked for my timetable and after going through that, she understood what the problem was.

Apparently, we had Arabic classes prior to the English period and you know how the Arabs write. Yeah, from right to left !!! So during the dictation, I was still in some Arab world that I drew a margin on the right hand side of the page and started spelling words backwords. For example, Doctor became ‘rotcoD’ and Giraffe became ‘effariG’ (these are the only two words I remember from that test) !!! The best part is I managed to spell all of them correctly, but backwards !!

Now, read the title of this story backwards and you will know how the teacher would have felt !!!

15 wonder years !

Phew ! that was one helluva tag, isn’t it ? The memories I had described in both the parts are only from the first 15 years of my life. I promise to continue this tag after 5 years (if I am still allowed to blog, that is) with the best memories of the next 15 years (16 – 30 )!!!

So in a way, to be continued……

Wait, not over yet. How can tags finish without the new victims ? Since this is an old tag and most of you would have already done it. Therefore, I choose the following ten who I think havent tried their hands on this tag :

Sujith, Rakesh (their first tag ever)

Kanagu (his posts has all the warmth required for this tag)

Rakesh Vanamali (his nostalgic posts are always a treat to read)

Vee (can never refuse any of my tags)

Smita (I  know you hate tags. How else can I take my revenge on you?)

Ashwathy, Shruthi, Rohini, Chatterbox (all the best, LOL)

And anyone who loves self torture is free to take this up !

Happy Childrens Day to all !!!!!!!!!

I see that I have been tagged by the lovely twenty eight to do this survey and I happily oblige.

[Disclaimer: I have indulged in several glasses of sangria prior to answering these questions]

1) What were you doing 10 years ago? Ten years ago, I was madly in love with a boy. He was someone I knew growing up, but never thought of “in that way” and when we were set up by mutual friends, I thought the idea of dating him was silly. I also thought it was silly that my friend thought they were being so sneaky about this “blind” date, when in fact, I was being set up with someone I already knew. In November of 1999, I was busy planning what I would wear to the January homecoming dance (and I still own that dress and it’s gorgeous and I wish I could fit my fat ass into it still….). I can’t believe that was ten years ago. That boy and I dated through high school and then grew apart as our paths went different ways. I still wonder what would have happened when we had the chance to continue the relationship and I walked away. Who knew that ten years later, I’d be married, he’d be married and that we’d hardly speak. I sure, as a naive high-schooler, never would have guessed…..

2) What five things are on your to-do list for today?

1. Finish editing and making photo disc from recent photo shoot.
2. Research colleges for graphic design.
3. Harvest strawberries in Farmville.
4. Work on kids’ wish lists for the holidays.
5. Complain to myself about having to go to dinner at my in-laws’ tonight.

3) Snacks you enjoy: Cheese. Hmmm, perhaps if I laid off the cheese, I’d be able to fit in that homecoming dress referenced above. I also enjoy breads, dips, and Oreos. Dammit, now I want Oreos.

4) Places you’ve lived: Santiago, Chile; various communities in southern Wisconsin; Minneapolis, Minnesota; and now in a suburb of Minneapolis, Minnesota.

5) What are five things you would do if you were a billionaire?

1. Pay debts; mine, my parents’, my family’s, my friends’, etc.
2. Buy a dream house. I’ve always wanted one.
3. Go places. We have so many places on our list, and money’s the only way we’ll be getting to all of them.
4. Buy a fancy photography studio and hire people. Like…. I’d be their boss. And it’d be grand.
5. Philanthropy. Lots and lots and lots of it. And not just for charitable organizations either. I’d pay stranger’s parking meters, rents/mortgages, movie tickets, etc. Just because I could.

And now for the tagging….

J To The Third
The Sweetest Things
Adoreagore

malam tuh aku check in kat guest house berhampiran dgn kedai mamak di bukit bintang kl…hmm senang nak cari makan bila malam2 nanti. aku sempat buat coaching/training dan terangkan pasal sistem penawar2u kepada fadli. so dah clear semua. pendaftaran dan lain2 fadli sudah boleh buat sendiri..syabas bro. table-talk pon dah boleh buat. yang berbadan besar dan sasa tuh pulak adalah kawan baik fadli, seorang weight-lifter negara yang baru sahaja bergelar champion commonwealth 2009 yang lepas serta now ranking no 2 negara.

pada malam aku check in ramai gak foreigners yang checked in. sempat hello2 dan berkenalan dgn sorang minah salleh nih jenna dari germany. very friendly orangnyer. hmm dan bila al kawan kenalan aku dari tagged tiba, kita orang pergi lepak balik kat kedai mamak tuh. hmm seronok dapat jumpa member2 nih sambil berkongsi pengalaman dan peluang. banyak citer kelakor yg kita org sembangkan. thanks guyz..kita teros berhubong ya tak kira di mana jua anda berada..huhu

jom join the team!

A gain I am back with a sweet tag (should I tell it sweet? which has pained me!). I am telling it sweet as few days back, I was tagged ‘in a word’, which was tough to express indeed! But this one is easier to do than previous one.

I’m going to be brave and start a tag. I have this mental list of things I’d like to do before I die…been searching for a widget so I could put it up on my blog permanently, to remind me…haven’t got hold of a good one. I saw Sangi’s Bucket list and so I’m creating this tag out of it. I don’t know if anyone had already done a similar tag, coz I’ve not been around for too long.

So here’s the way to do this tag. First list out 10 things you’d really really want to do before you pop off…and think freely here, regardless of your perceived limitations, financial constraints and the other crappy mental blocks we all have!

Then list out 5-7 longed-for things (with a brief description of each) you did get to do that made you feel fulfilled and will make you look back joyfully when you’re croaking on your deathbed!

Here goes. What I’m ‘dying’ to do:

1. Run a book library.
2. Train and practise as a counselor/therapist, especially for families, parents and teens.
3. Write an inspiring novel and see my book on the bookstore shelves.
4. Take an ocean cruise.
   
5. Travel a lot to exciting destinations, with family.
   
6. Learn to dance.
7. Train in NLP (NeuroLinguistic Programming), Pranic healing, Past life regression etc, re-train in Reiki and become a healer.
8. Join a public speaking group, like Toastmasters.
9. Have my own column in a magazine, e-zine or newspaper.
10. Take up a sport on a regular basis, probably get back to swimming, at least.

And here’s what I have done, that makes me feel good about myself and my life. Warning: Evidently narcissistic and self-congratulatory words ahead!

1. Depended only on myself for most stuff: Yes, I’ve had any amount of cheering and supportive shoulders from beloved family and friends, but the hard labour, decisions and attitudes were all my own effort. Makes for a tougher life, but a more self-satisfying one.
   
2. Delivered in the US: It took us a lot of guts and planning to go ahead there. Not because I think the US is a better country, but it was a dream I had, and once again, we did it all by ourselves (no corny jokes, here, please!), tho’ my parents did come over for 3 months. The pregnancy was even more of a risk we took because of reasons I can’t disclose here…but it took a heck of a lot of courage.
3. Adopted: A dream since I was pretty young. All the agonising and worries and doubts we had were settled by one question I asked ourselves: “Will we regret not doing this when we’re 80 and doddering?”
4. Working from home on writing projects: It suited my choices to care for my kids myself, while still giving me opportunities to learn something new with every project, write, earn pretty well some of the time, and have a relaxed-ish working and parenting experience, because my ‘fatal flaw’ of not depending on anyone means I can’t trust anyone else with my kids.
5. Featured in the media for a meaningful reason.
   
6. Ran a whole huge voluntary group for a year and pitched in quite a bit from the outside for 2 more years. Yes, I’m bleddy proud of myself for all the very hard work I did. Practically changed into a different better person interacting with phenomenally inspiring people, made some incredible friends for life and gained (and dispersed) so much knowledge. Made some mistakes and got a lot of flak, but learned some valuable lessons from it. Achieved about 200% more than I messed up.
   
7. Had the courage to break free of imagined constraints: I was a people-pleaser and go-with-the-flow kind of person. Took some hard lessons to stop killing myself slowly, and start living the way I wanted to. I have this image of the real me waiting far ahead on my life path, and the present me galloping fast to catch up and live a genuine, meaningful life. Let’s just say I was quaking at the starting line 10 years ago, and have covered about a quarter of the distance to the real starry-eyed self waiting for me.
   

I tag Choxbox, Poppy, Maid in Malaysia, Average Jane, Minal, A Journey called Life, happyfeetnme, Nitya, wordjunkie, Cantaloupe’s Amma, mountainmama, Sands, mummyjaan, asaan…okay…I tag everyone reading this who wants to take this up!!! And please report back to me when you’re done…I’m all for borrowing some of your dreams:)

I know it’s very popular because many of my friends are playing it. They’re hooked on it. And they’re always sending me invitations to join their side and maybe become are fierce as they are. I don’t want to. I won’t play your Mafia War.

I don’t like the game’s premise. It’s asking me to join up with a “pretend” organization whose only reason for existence to make money even at cost of human lives. It is a secret empire built on secrecy, illegality, immorality, amorality, deceit and skulduggery. You’re asking me to take in jest what in reality is in league with evil, behind the misery and suffering of others for money and power.

The Mafia runs prostitution rings. You know how that works? Prostitution works on the subjugation of people who are vulnerable because of age, poor education, debt, drug dependence, blackmail, other illegal activity, emotional or psychological weakness. Their pimps, the people who see that prostitutes constantly sell their bodies for the profit of their pimps and Mafia overlords, decide who will live or die among the prostitutes. The prostitutes are their working animals, to be used and then discarded.

The Mafia deals in drugs. Drugs make money through the addiction of vulnerable people. People who voluntarily try drugs and then turn into addicts, or people whom, should the Mafia so decide, they capture and forcibly create a dependency. The Mafia makes drugs. Drugs kill people. The Mafia kills people.

The Mafia kills people it does not like, it does not need, or who get in their way. It does not consider people to be people.To the Mafia, people are no better than animals. You kill them if you want. You threaten them, you blackmail them, you torture them, you kill their spouses and children, you make them miserable, and if that’s not enough, you kill them.

I’m not just talking of the Italian Mafia here. I’m talking about any or all organizations, whatever the size, that will do these things for any reason, whether that be religion, political ideals, or money. There are probably many sorts of mafias out there. But this computer mafia that wants me to join it, so I can mug someone, or “ice” someone, or “take care” someone, or be a pimp, or be a drug lord, or be a mob leader, is not something I want to join.

The evil that the mafia represents is real even if it is not concrete. It is in the realm of the spirit. However it manifests itself in life through real pain, suffering, oppression, lies, deceit, rage, cruelty, prejudice, bigotry and a host of other manifestations in the way people live. Here in Mafia Wars, there is the attempt to make what the mafia stands for a jest, a mere game that exists only in cyberspace. It attempts to erode my vigilance against the various forms of evil in this world. It presents to me a de-natured mythical dragon of fantasy when I know very well it represents a very real and life-taking dragon of evil in our world.

For those reasons, I will not join your Mafia War.

Links: popcenter.org/problems/street_prostitution/PDFs/johnhow.pdf
Mafia: http://www.carpenoctem.tv/mafia/mafia.html