Monday, January 31, 2011

Going Incognito


Going incognito doesn't affect the behavior of other people, servers, or software. Be wary of:

a) Websites that collect or share information about you
b) Internet service providers or employers that track the pages you visit
c) Malicious software that tracks your keystrokes in exchange for free smileys
d) Surveillance by secret agents
e) People standing behind you

...

Wait, what?

Saturday, January 29, 2011

Have I told you that I love my brother?

On Thursday night, there was a family occasion at my father's sister. Usually, times like these, I'd call my mate to chat with me, but that night he can't, he's busy, family business. I understood. However, my brother on the other hand, was absent, because he wanted to hang out with his friends.

My brother left me for his friend.

I was not mad. I was SEETHING. And, he had the guts to ask me if I was still alive, and has the function kill me. I did not return his call. I was sulking.

Then he told me this:
"Sis, look what I got you!"

He send me this one photo.

 


I was excited that I practically danced to the god-awful wedding songs in front of the crowd.

I don't remember loving him as strongly as I felt at that moment.

Now, guess what he bought me.

It's a big box..

With a big manual..

 

And..... That's right!


He got me a Guitar Hero Band Bundle!



OH god, I didn't sleep that night. How could I, when this awesome thing was currently sitting outside my bedroom? No way in Hell.






Apparently, he felt guilty about DSLR thingy, so he bought me this instead, which cost him $200+. 
My brother is the awesome-est brother in the world!
Thank God for him.


And thanks to whoever created this amazing thing. It's my new toy. I'm not a keyboardist anymore. I'm a drummer. Well, guitar hero drummer. Love you.

Wednesday, January 26, 2011

Facebook Pirate!

Well, lookie here! Look what I've done to my Facebook! Well nay, not exactly me, but I did click on the bottom of my page and change the language to English (Pirate). Here's the result! Fun! You should try it!



Home, Profile, bla bla bla. 


Ay, I really need to reply those 14 messages!

Wowie, 62 sorry louts think they're my mates! That's a lot, don't you think?

Anyway, this fun was all thanks to Becca.

Arr!

By the way, is it okay if I say I want an English teacher to be my husband? Like, he's really passionate about English and not just because he needed the paycheck? I envy my fellow writer, Maria because her husband is an English teacher, and he wrote an awesome 30-pages love story. She's lucky.

A man who writes a decent story is definitely a keeper. That goes without saying.

I want one. :(

Sunday, January 16, 2011

Apocalyptica ft Brent Smith - Not Strong Enough

Brief update:

I'm so busy these days and I know some of you miss me. Eseh. Fret not, for I shall return before you can even blink. Meanwhile, please listen to the song below. Apocalyptica ft Brent Smith - Not Strong Enough. It reminds me of a dearest friend. (point to a6statik) Boo!

Dangar babe. Jangan byk alasan. Tampar ko krg. Aight. I miss you too. Gotta go now.


I’m not strong enough to stay away.
Can't run from you
I just run back to you.
Like a moth I'm drawn into your flame,
Say my name, but it's not the same.
You look in my eyes I’m stripped of my pride.
And my soul surrenders
and you bring my heart to its knees

And it's killin’ me when you're away,
I wanna leave and I wanna stay
I’m so confused, So hard to choose.
Between the pleasure and the pain
And I know it's wrong, and I know it's right.
Even if I try to win the fight,
my heart would overrule my mind
And I’m not strong enough to stay away

I'm not strong enough to stay away
What can I do
I would die without you
in your presence my heart knows no shame
I'm not to blame
cause you bring my heart to its knees

And it's killin’ me when you're away,
I wanna leave and I wanna stay
I’m so confused, So hard to choose.Between the pleasure and the pain
And I know it's wrong, and I know it's right.
Even if I try to win the fight,
my heart would overrule my mind
And I’m not strong enough to stay away

There's nothing I can do
My heart is chained to you
And I can't get free
Look what this love did to me

Friday, January 07, 2011

Cute heads.

Guys with long hairs, to me, are the most disturbing images I wouldn't want to see before going to bed. It's nightmare. Seriously. What's wrong with the plain buzz cut? I think they're adorable.

Look at them. They're hot. With no second thoughts, I definitely go for guys like them.

Dule Hill / Burton Guster (Psych)
Timothy Olymphant / Agent 47 / Raylan Givens (Hitman / Justified)
Jay Sean
Nemanja Vidic
David Beckham
Vin Diesel
Hugh Dillon / Ed Lane (Flashpoint)

See? Even though he's old enough to be my father, I'd marry Bruce Willis, just for having a pretty little head.

For fuck's sake, look at Logan Marshall Green!


Oh that is extreme hotness! By the way, you should see him in Dark Blue. Sexy!

I don't know where they get the idea, but long hairs are definitely not cool. The only long-haired guy I love, is the blonde Viking vampire Eric Northman, and in case you haven't noticed, he's fictional.


Guys with abnormally long hairs = BOO!

Wednesday, January 05, 2011

Wedding photos.


The damned Alienware.

Beloved brothers and sisters.

Beloved mother.

Not so beloved brother and Steven Gerrard Wannabe. 
(Our family called him Ayoul Gerrard because he played really well against my 18 years old brothers in a family match, considering that he was only 6 at that time.)



Sister-in-law Mazarina

Beloved brother, Hj Fathul


And this, my dearies, is someone you could see in those awful RTB dramas. 
My very beloved uncle, Hj Sabtu.

And Faris, my niece.

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I was stalking my ex because I wanted to show the mate. 
Ooh damn. He's hotter than I remember. 
We don't want girls to come near him, do we? 
Oy, mate, teach me some of your jiujutsu.
Better be careful bitches, the guy has a psycho ex. 
Like it or not, he's mine. Always have and always will be. :)

Monday, January 03, 2011

Dear sunshine.

6.05 AM

A little too early.. Even for me.

Hello, hello, good morning dear 'ol sunshine Syringe! Why, I think this is our first meeting for 2011! And more to come, I believe.
Dear heaven, I wish we will not. I don't think my poor little arm can take more of your bite. Please, have mercy. Leave me be, at least for a year, will ya?

Syringe: No can do, ma'am. I'm truly sorry, I am just a plain Syringe, if it's just me, I, too, don't want to scar your beautiful, soft, glowing skin.

Eeeeep!
No, I'm not doing drugs. Having your blood drawn every six (if you're lucky) or three (if you're not) months can do that to you. The price you pay for being a little bit unfortunate in the health department, it seems.

Sunday, January 02, 2011

My first headache in 2011.

Last week, Carey sent me a message to ask if I want to collaborate on a new Fallout story. It's the Courier and Vulpes. I said, why not? Since my story is finished and I've got nothing better to do, might as well give it a try.

Vulpes is one of the antagonists in Fallout: New Vegas and Courier is the savior of the world. Most of the new Fallout fanfic revolves around Boone and Courier but our story, Vulpes and Courier, is somewhat unusual. I was rather nonchalant about it in the beginning, but as soon as I opened my notes, ideas just keep dropping, like an Angel Falls. I think it's swell.. at first.

So I started jotting down the plots. When I've written 40k words for Fallout in a insane speed of merely two days, new ideas for SVM (Southern Vampire Mystery) popped out. Not for one, but for two different stories. Two different universe - one is for Eric as Vampire and one for him as human.

If I don't write it down in my book, get it out from my brain, it will cause a nasty, nasty headache. Seriously. It's just keep pulsing and pulsing, clawing and scratching. Sometimes I think this passion of mine, for writing, became more and more like obsession, which isn't healthy.

Because of the nasty headache, I can barely get out of my bed. Definitely not healthy.

P/s: I'm resting on the bed while watching Alexander Skarsgard's interviews in Swedish, and even raped the replay button. Even though I don't understand a word he's saying, I still think it's sexy. He's sexy. Aww shucks! Love his eyes. I can't help but think all Swedes are beautiful like him. I want to learn Swedish! :(


So long now. I have *coughs* videos of Scandinavian hunk to *coughs* watch. And if, God forbids, I die *coughs* while watching, then I *coughs* died as a *coughs* happy girl. Be sure to *coughs* let him know that *coughs* I died when *coughs* watching him *coughs* smile. :)