Many times people kept pestering me with questions (or even a remark) that I never expected them to ask. My response was always not organize.
So after a few minutes of reflection, the next time people asked such question,
Q:Fiza, Interior Design is such an interesting course, why do you quit, is it difficult?
A: You're competing against gifted (true genius) students. You're like an average and below compared to their designs. And I didn't quit, I got kicked out. (sure they wouldn't know how to react after hearing that har-har)
Q: Fiza, I saw this girl who is way talented than you, she designs this (random typical stuff)
A: Why do you think I'm doing law?
Q: Fiza, you STILL don't have a boyfriend? Oh gosh!
A: Cuz I'm too good for anyone.
Q: Fiza, stop playing with your Playstation/watching TV/sleeping/doing nothing/Eating and go out socialize with your friends.
A: Stash me some money and I'll be gone in no time.
Wednesday, December 22, 2010
Saturday, December 18, 2010
Privacy Settings.
One of my friends' biggest concern is Privacy. They would take all necessary measures to secure their privacy. It's fine, but I felt that it's getting more ridiculous when they were angry when their privacy weren't 100% secured. You're displaying information in a social network - purely for the public to see. It's supposed to be open for the public view. You may control a certain extent of displaying certain information by making it available for certain people and all that, but you can never gain full control of it. If you think you can - man, you must be out of your mind.
Here are some easy ways to secure your privacy 100%.
Don't get angry when people you're not close with trying to make an attempt to comment on your wall - it's on that person's news feed, he/she may thought that he/she has something to share. If it's not welcome, have the conversation in private...like YM conference or SMS your friends. If you plan on having a group outing with your friends - PM them.
Remember that the purpose of facebook is to get in touch with friends, families and expand your network. If you don't want it, than don't get involve. Get in touch the traditional way.
Privacy is never guaranteed 100% when you're displaying it in public. Just bear that in your mind.
Happy reading.
Here are some easy ways to secure your privacy 100%.
- Don't post any heated comments if you think you can't handle it. If you think you can get away with it - you're dreaming.
- Stop taking pictures with your friends, that way, you're guaranteed not having your friends uploading ugly pictures of you.
- Don't display your information at all.
- Don't have Facebook.
Don't get angry when people you're not close with trying to make an attempt to comment on your wall - it's on that person's news feed, he/she may thought that he/she has something to share. If it's not welcome, have the conversation in private...like YM conference or SMS your friends. If you plan on having a group outing with your friends - PM them.
Remember that the purpose of facebook is to get in touch with friends, families and expand your network. If you don't want it, than don't get involve. Get in touch the traditional way.
Privacy is never guaranteed 100% when you're displaying it in public. Just bear that in your mind.
Happy reading.
Sunday, December 12, 2010
Wedding Bells Tralalala...
Last Saturday, I went to an old friend's wedding reception. We're not close or anything, but since she invited me personally and I was free on that weekend, I decided to attend the wedding. I took a bus from Malacca to Kuala Lumpur and drove straight to Subang Jaya.
The wedding was ok. Though the mother seemed somewhat snobbish or tired when I congratulated her on her daughter's marriage. Lack of enthusiasm, but I let it passed me and concluded that she may be tired. The Hall was rather empty even though it's nearly 2pm and I kinda feel a tad sorry for her. Mental note to myself: Have a small wedding!
The empty hall was decorated minimally. Nothing grand. I don't really mind, in fact I respected her for not caught up in the Bridezilla Madness (spending more than you can afford+wonderful reception= unhappy debt++). The theme was white and pink. I went to congratulate my friend and her husband at the stage and thanked them for inviting me. After that, I marched over to the buffet table happily. I scanned the hall and there was no one I know from school. My friends can't make themselves free due to work or unavoidable circumstances. I scanned for any other potential tables that I may have any connection with, but none. So I sat and ate alone on a table for ten. I thought the wedding was ok but only one mistake was made. I went alone. I felt awkward.
The newlyweds came and accompanied me for a while, the bride said, "Hey, I kinda feel pity to see you eating alone here." Urgh! Go away!
I swallowed and smiled, "Well, it's not like my schoolfriend gets married everyday, I have to come and see your Big Day, right?" (Genius comeback har-har)
"Where's your boyfriend?" she asked again. Urgh! I know she's trying to be nice and keeping the conversation going but must she asked me that?
"Never had any."
"OMG! No Waaaaayy! Are you serious?" as if she had found a unicorn. Sheesh!
"Yeah, big mystery huh?" I replied.
She didn't know how to react so she smoothly excused herself. Then the awkwardness starts kicking in. I finish eating up and bid my farewell to the newlyweds and the parents. Thanking them again for the invitation. I rushed to my car and decided to go on a shopping spree in Amcorp Mall. I bought a heart-shaped necklace. The heart-shaped pendant was made from metal and it was empty inside. Irony, just like my heart.
As I drove back to Bukit Jalil, I realized since when attending to a wedding alone is a pity? So what if I'm alone, I'm a free independent woman. What's wrong with that? Heck, even I don't understand.
The wedding was ok. Though the mother seemed somewhat snobbish or tired when I congratulated her on her daughter's marriage. Lack of enthusiasm, but I let it passed me and concluded that she may be tired. The Hall was rather empty even though it's nearly 2pm and I kinda feel a tad sorry for her. Mental note to myself: Have a small wedding!
The empty hall was decorated minimally. Nothing grand. I don't really mind, in fact I respected her for not caught up in the Bridezilla Madness (spending more than you can afford+wonderful reception= unhappy debt++). The theme was white and pink. I went to congratulate my friend and her husband at the stage and thanked them for inviting me. After that, I marched over to the buffet table happily. I scanned the hall and there was no one I know from school. My friends can't make themselves free due to work or unavoidable circumstances. I scanned for any other potential tables that I may have any connection with, but none. So I sat and ate alone on a table for ten. I thought the wedding was ok but only one mistake was made. I went alone. I felt awkward.
The newlyweds came and accompanied me for a while, the bride said, "Hey, I kinda feel pity to see you eating alone here." Urgh! Go away!
I swallowed and smiled, "Well, it's not like my schoolfriend gets married everyday, I have to come and see your Big Day, right?" (Genius comeback har-har)
"Where's your boyfriend?" she asked again. Urgh! I know she's trying to be nice and keeping the conversation going but must she asked me that?
"Never had any."
"OMG! No Waaaaayy! Are you serious?" as if she had found a unicorn. Sheesh!
"Yeah, big mystery huh?" I replied.
She didn't know how to react so she smoothly excused herself. Then the awkwardness starts kicking in. I finish eating up and bid my farewell to the newlyweds and the parents. Thanking them again for the invitation. I rushed to my car and decided to go on a shopping spree in Amcorp Mall. I bought a heart-shaped necklace. The heart-shaped pendant was made from metal and it was empty inside. Irony, just like my heart.
As I drove back to Bukit Jalil, I realized since when attending to a wedding alone is a pity? So what if I'm alone, I'm a free independent woman. What's wrong with that? Heck, even I don't understand.
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