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Comment error in blog

Sorry guys, I think there’s an error in my blog. I can’t seem to comment or be recognized as an admin through my blog main page. Have to wait till tomorrow before the wordpress guys open up feedback again.

Till then, Happy Memorial Day.

update: Its Zonealarm’s fault. They blocked cookies from 3rd parties. No wonder the same thing happened to me in flickr.

Hoist the Colors - Hans Zimmer

Yo, ho, haul together,
hoist the Colors high.
Heave ho,
thieves and beggars,
never shall we die.

The king and his men
stole the queen from her bed
and bound her in her Bones.
The seas be ours
and by the powers
where we will we’ll roam.

Yo, ho, haul together,
hoist the Colors high.
Heave ho, thieves and beggars,
never say we die.

Some men have died
and some are alive
and others sail on the sea
– with the keys to the cage…
and the Devil to pay
we lay to Fiddler’s Green!

The bell has been raised
from it’s watery grave…
Do you hear it’s sepulchral tone?
We are a call to all,
pay head the squall
and turn your sail toward home!

Yo, ho, haul together,
hoist the Colors high…
Heave ho, thieves and beggars,
never say we die.

BJ

“What do you call someone who get fired all the time?”

“What?”

“Blowjobber.”

“…”

Joel the drunk nuisance

At 4am in the morning today our house received an unexpected guest. One of my roommate was stupid enough to open the door for him without even checking who was on the other side of the door, and Joel the drunk refused to leave since.

Here is my open letter to Joel the drunk:

Dear Joel,

I am Suhendra, or as you’ve more affectionately called while you were drunk, “Adrian”. You forced yourself into our house at 4am in the morning, on a Sunday, May 27, 2007. You knocked with your fist and rang our doorbell. My housemate then was still awake and opened the door thinking that you’re of his friends, to his dismay. I came out of my room to find a hispanic guy 6 feet tall standing on my house door engaging in an argument with my housemate, but the words from your mouth were more of a slur than anything.

You were obnoxious and was very much convinced that you were invited into our house by Jennifer your friend. You claimed that you knew us, that I was Adrian, and that you’re wasted and you needed a place to sleep. I lost my temper right there and then, and persistently told you to leave our house. But you still refused to leave.

You said that you wanted to hang out with us, and wanted to sleep with us. No no, you said, not sleep with you guys, but sleep with you guys.

I got over feeling outraged by your presence and fear set in. I ran for my phone and dialed 911. I told you I’m calling the police, but you still refused to leave. You argued about how I “don’t know no shit” and how you’d “tell (my) parents about this”. “I’m the last person you’d wanna mess with, yo… I know more than you” was one of the lines you rambled.

After 10 minutes the police was still no where to be seen and you still refused to leave our property. Stupid as you were drunk, I think you finally felt a tinge that you’re in the wrong house, and ran away after threatening to call the police on us for not having RESPECT for you and not letting you into OUR house.

I was so scared for my life, Joel. You were big and you seemed out of your fucking mind. I was afraid that you were armed and that you’d hurt everyone in my house before the police arrived. I didn’t even dare to get close to you much less push you out of our doorway.

After you left I called 911 two more times, begging the lady over the phone to dispatch someone over to check the perimeter and check on me after that. My housemates scurried all over to check if they’ve locked all windows and that you wouldn’t climb in from any of them. But lucky you, the police never came or called. Lucky you for running away. Lucky you for not spending your night in the North Precinct. I can only shudder at the thought that we’d be dead had you attacked us, and it’ll take a few days before our friends find us lying bloodied on the floor BECAUSE THE SEATTLE FUCKING POLICE FORCE WERE TOO FUCKING BUSY FUCKING EACH OTHER, GODDAMNED FUCKING POLICE.

Joel, you have no idea how angry I am. I have a feeling that one of my neighbors know you, and I will hunt you down like a dog. You have caused us greatly. You were a nuisance and I have never felt more humiliated. You have two choices, my friend. You can either come to us sober and apologize for the distraught you’ve caused all of us, or you can hide like a coward and I will set the stupid police after you. One of my neighbor must be Jennifer or Adrian, and you are Joel, a student from eastern washington. Tracking you down will only be a matter of time.

Much love and peace,
Suhendra

Its no secret what I feel about fucking drunks, and its no secret how much I loathe fucking drunks without any inhibition at all. My only regret is in finding out how vulnerable I am living here, with that kind of protection I get from the local police force. There goes my faith in Seattle Police Department.

I will give that open letter to my complex manager, to be sent to all tenants. It has to be one of them. Stay tuned.

Move to Gmail already.

To all the n00b losers using hotmail and yahoo mail, convert already!

More google videos here.

Think ahead

Like, everyone’s telling me that already. So thanks, but no thanks.

Worst flirting ever.

At the coffee bar:

“Yeah, my dad’s coming to visit this week and I’ll be asking him to chip in for my rent. Hope it goes well.”

“My financial aid was rejected, I think its because of his income…”

“Oh, hmm, what you’re not poor enough? Hahaha…”

OMG I can really shoot myself in the head and forget about procreation altogether. I need Hitch!

California change of plan

OMG I can really choke stroke (lovingly)Dian right now!

I love my name.

Suggested UMICH ID:
lies [at] umich.edu

Awesome!

A buddy for life…

A buddy for life is someone who’ll catch a bullet for you, who’ll take good care of your wife when you died and then raise your kids through college.

The way I gauge this, a buddy for life is someone decent enough that I’d fuck if I were a girl. Or if I were gay.

Or on a friendlier term, someone whom I’d let my sister marry to. Most friends I have now don’t really fall under any of those category.

Which photographer are you?

via Thomas Hawk and Darren’s Digital Photography School. Here’s mine:

Which famous photographer are you? Ansel Adams: Known for large scale silver gelatin landscapes especially of Yosemite National Park “Sometimes I do get to places just when God’s ready to have somebody click the shutter.”

Click Here to Take This Quiz Brought to you by YouThink.com quizzes and personality tests.

有要搬出去。。。

木简我还剩下一夜的课。 自后就得搬去 Ann Arbor, 心里觉得有点乱。 一方面我留下了很多美好的记忆， 但另一方面我离开自后就能开始新的生活！（新朋友，新知是等等。。。） 希望我这杨决定是对的。 *fingers crossed*

(啊，写汉语拼音化太多时间了，下一次写英文或印尼文选了！)

Bent and Shiny, too.

The thing about long term plan

…Is that for it to work, you have to think of the plan itself as if it’s due short term. How ironic.

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Whimsical Friday

But I guess that’s just me. More notes:

My parents are really heroes. I should remind myself again that Mommy cares for my best, and Dad is always right even if I will only admit that later.

*****

CS3 is up and running. I should be able to start doing some Photoshop for Dummies once all the photos are re-loaded back to my good old Gateway.

*****

Am thinking of splurging some dough on electronics. What do you think of this?

*****

Oh my, enough about fantasies already. Back to reality, I have 2 projects due in 3 weeks, a standardized examination to study for, and a few trips to plan. I should do away with procrastination and live life responsibly like an adult should. Like, starting tomorrow.

*****

Sleepless in Seattle my ass. Have been sleeping in and missing a record of 6 classes for this quarter so far. Definitely need louder alarm clocks.

*****

I don’t really have many friends, do I? My life is lonelier than Harold Crick, really. So Frigtardin’ sad.

*****

Geek Squad agents are nice people. Its just that GeekTard Squad have the most ridiculous policies in place. Am never shopping from Best “BS” Buy again.

*****

OMG I’m starting to speak like Fake Steve Jobs.

*****

Btw Oh did I say btw, Apple just pulled another stunt with their macbooks. Up to 2.16ghz 4MB cache now, no shit. To distract all cult followers from the Leopard delay fiasco, that’s what its for.

*****

Till I see you again, Grey’s Anatomy. Btw, Chyler Leigh/Lexie Gray is hella’ hot! Holler yo’!

update: CB she’s married! Life’s unfair!

update: Hmm, what’s with this Chyler/Sylar coincidences?

Catch me if you can!

Check out the horny little guy, my first “client”. Ain’t he a marshmallow!

On a personal note, working off from CD’s computer is not too bad after all, albeit sticky keyboard buttons from his excessive DOTA.

Reminding myself…

That I have thousands of photo to edit, and that I have zero knowledge of photo organization and editing, plus no money to buy original softwares.

That I have a midterm this week, 2 projects due in the near future, and I haven’t paid enough attention in class.

That I shouldn’t just post crappy pictures up in flickr.

That I haven’t even brushed past the tip of the iceberg in reading Denise’s manual. A helluva lot of things to learn.

That photography is after all a VERY EXPENSIVE hobby to have. Already I have spent around $1000, and now I’m craving for a 60mm macro, a 50mm 1.8 and a friggin’ SB-800. Sigh…

That I haven’t exercised in 2 weeks. So much so I can feel the blood clot in my hamstrings.

That I need to learn to forgive others, be less judgmental and be more friendly and approachable. Why? Because the fingers I point at others will always end up pointing back down at me.

That I have lost $32 of catering to crows’ lunch. Cheebye!

That I need to study for the midterm. And I blog long long when I need to study.

That maybe, just maybe I should take an hour of nap after this 2 hours of internet surfing just to mentally prepare myself for all the studying I’m going to put myself tonight.

And I’m a chronic procrastinator like that.

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The camera has landed!

It comes out of a refurbished box, very professionally packed, smells new and looks spanking shiny!

I have it up and running. But still don’t know how to operate it! Haha, give me 2-3 days.

I’m so orgasmic I’m carrying the camera around my neck to every corner and wall of the house. Call me photographer, asshat photographer.