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today i found out about xiaxue's blog thanks to philip kor han wei (reuben: i've heard that name before man...wah, high profile sia). she is one funny lady. smart ah lian and so unPC and un poser. no need to pretend "i only listen to lounge and chill out" (hotel costes, cafe del mar etc etc). how many people left like that on this earth? i mean, when i decide to snoop around on friendster, all of the profiles try too hard to be alternative cool (fave movies: fight club, taxi etc etc. you get the drift yeah). so now like even though i do listen to chill out lounge and what not, i don't dare tell anyone anymore for fear i become categorized alongside every other friendster/pretendster. alamak.
and so i also refuse to be a friendster. i mean, why the heck do you wanna tell people, hey add me to your friendster list! and write me an insincere testimonial that will stroke my ego and make me feel like you're my best friend. but maybe i have such cynicism for friendster because i am afraid that i will have NO friends. like everyone else has what, 500 friends? but maybe i'm terrified that after 6 mths of starting an account i will only have 10 friends and 1 sad insincere testimonial. so i have decided not to subject myself to such self torture and pretend that i'm above all this "autograph book for the post primary-sixers".
and i mean, if my sister gasped when i told her about my blog, i really can't bring myself to join her network in friendster. it's like me trying to squeeze back into my sec one scgs uniform. analagously, imagine how annoying it is when your mom tries to blend in with your friends and wears the red or dead platforms that were oh so in when we were in sec two.
but of course, since even my boyfriend is on friendster, i should not slam it so much. i have to admit it is quite fun to surf through the different networks of friends and gossip about people along the way. i especially enjoy reading those who like to create for themselves a sexy/horny/i am so hot internet persona. even more so if you know these people and you know (or think) that they are far from what they describe themselves to be.
okok, but i should stop being so mean and judgemental. or at least stop putting it in my blog right? not such a good image to project. but being nice is that last thing i want to be described as anyway. i mean, when someone is nice, it's usually because he/she is nothing else. all anyone can say is oh, yeah, he's a nice guy. damn. worst insult one could ever get. might as well say, yeah, he's quite a one-dimensional figure. nothing much to him. but nice guy overall.
okok, i'm rambling on and on because i don't want to read about EU expansion. maybe i'll have an early night and do it tomorrow.
and so i also refuse to be a friendster. i mean, why the heck do you wanna tell people, hey add me to your friendster list! and write me an insincere testimonial that will stroke my ego and make me feel like you're my best friend. but maybe i have such cynicism for friendster because i am afraid that i will have NO friends. like everyone else has what, 500 friends? but maybe i'm terrified that after 6 mths of starting an account i will only have 10 friends and 1 sad insincere testimonial. so i have decided not to subject myself to such self torture and pretend that i'm above all this "autograph book for the post primary-sixers".
and i mean, if my sister gasped when i told her about my blog, i really can't bring myself to join her network in friendster. it's like me trying to squeeze back into my sec one scgs uniform. analagously, imagine how annoying it is when your mom tries to blend in with your friends and wears the red or dead platforms that were oh so in when we were in sec two.
but of course, since even my boyfriend is on friendster, i should not slam it so much. i have to admit it is quite fun to surf through the different networks of friends and gossip about people along the way. i especially enjoy reading those who like to create for themselves a sexy/horny/i am so hot internet persona. even more so if you know these people and you know (or think) that they are far from what they describe themselves to be.
okok, but i should stop being so mean and judgemental. or at least stop putting it in my blog right? not such a good image to project. but being nice is that last thing i want to be described as anyway. i mean, when someone is nice, it's usually because he/she is nothing else. all anyone can say is oh, yeah, he's a nice guy. damn. worst insult one could ever get. might as well say, yeah, he's quite a one-dimensional figure. nothing much to him. but nice guy overall.
okok, i'm rambling on and on because i don't want to read about EU expansion. maybe i'll have an early night and do it tomorrow.
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