tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5453959509706957332024-03-13T21:42:39.016-07:00Misz FreakontangiousI question and I wonder about every single FUCKING thing in the worldAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07126777823865287734noreply@blogger.comBlogger139125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-545395950970695733.post-62266815063451566382014-02-09T00:00:00.000-08:002014-02-09T00:00:00.889-08:00Facebook : Connecting People [part 2]<div style="text-align: justify;">
In my previous post, I might have not been clear enough or probably too timid to really voice out my concern to the issue. Because I fear that I might be bombed with hate comments or whatever. But this time around, let me be frank.</div>
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I feel like Facebook have really lost it's purpose of connecting people. Again, I'm not saying it doesn't work. I just feel like it's more of a bonus nowadays.</div>
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Take a look around your news feed. What do you see? It may be just me, or it may be just for some people. But what I see are some individual, showcasing their lives. What they've eaten, what they have done, what are they doing, what are they thinking, what are their comments on a certain political/non-political issue, their day-to-day updates, etc.</div>
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I thought that Facebook goes beyond that. I thought that Facebook relish the idea of real human connection. Bringing people together. Chatting and sharing thoughts on their mutual interest. True, you can see it in certain shared posts. But if you looked carefully at those comments and read them one by one, does it really seem that everyone is connecting? All I can see is each and everyone trying to get their thoughts published. Funny way of thinking it though. Hahahaha.</div>
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Does 'selfies' and 'foodporn' really connects people? Does Facebook-venting and telling everyone about your frustration helps you connect to another people? Or does playing those games on Facebook really help you make more friends? I hardly believed that is the case.</div>
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Though, being an antisocial really puts you in a different perspective on how Facebook have come these past few years. Well.... I guess I'm not making any sense any more. But here's my question.</div>
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Was Mark's vision when he created 'Facebook' is the same as what was said during 'The Social Network' when Jesse Eisenberg was playing the role of Mark himself?</div>
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If it is so, then I rest my case. As it states in the above, all of my ranting would be just.... another rant. But if it wasn't, then my question remains.</div>
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My recent tweet got me thinking, if Facebook were really created as means to connect with other people, why does it feel like Facebook is really just another tool to showcase our life for other people to see and comment, not really connecting? This may come as an antisocial comment to you all but think about it.</div>
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Of course, if you think about it, there are some cases like old friends being able to finally re-connect with one another when they found each other on a mutual interest level. Let's say the both included 'School XXX' as their education background, and Facebook will automatically suggests some of the people who had done the same and eventually you're bound to lock on the same platform and finally reconnect. But what happens next?<br />
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In some cases, they would be reconnected and eventually meet up outside the social network. I would applaud Mark for that and I am also grateful for that as well. I might have also encountered the same experience.</div>
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But lately all I've been seeing on Facebook are people showcasing their life, their everyday updates, their frustrations/anger, and what-not. I'm not saying that is a wrong thing to do as we all have our rights to speak our mind of 'freedom of speech' as you may call it. But to what end?<br />
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At some point of our life, we began to think that not every answer or solution can be find on the net. Though I believe that some people would object to my statement, seeing how Google can answer almost any questions that you throw at them, and Youtube streaming tons of 'how-to' videos, as well as lots of internet journals/articles that can provide answers you seek. Not to mention some of your Facebook friends may have some experience in the situations that you asked and would be willing enough to provide you with the answers.<br />
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But is that the kind of connectivity that we seek? For argument's sake, it may be enough for some people. Maybe for some people, that is the only amount connectivity that they need from another individual. But if majority of the human population feels the same way, I fear for our doom in the future because sooner or later, we will become the generation of human being who doesn't know how to interact with other people in real life.<br />
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I have no objection to Facebook, Twitter, or even any type of social network platforms. Hell, if I do, I wouldn't be blogging. I would be jotting all of these in my actual journal. You know, in a book, with a pen. But that would defeat the purpose in blogging. As I find the act of typing to be a much preferable medium to conveying my thoughts than the actual form of writing. (On a different note, my penmanship sucks.... real bad.)<br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07126777823865287734noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-545395950970695733.post-40569432106903384162014-01-31T00:00:00.000-08:002014-01-31T02:54:56.335-08:00Unify & My Family (Betty White Inspired)<div style="text-align: justify;">
Before I managed to get my own PS3, I was dead bored at my house since I moved out from Sentul and back to my grandparent's in Ampang. However, mid December last year, I've decided to install Unifi at my grandparent's so that I may be able to surf online at home and also download movies on the torrent site.</div>
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Well... it's a basically a win-win situation. My grandma and my mom love the channel (especially the Islamic ones) and I wanted the internet connectivity. As a bonus, my grandma gets to use the landline that TM provided along with the Unifi package. And I tell you, she loves it.</div>
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She gets to call all of her relatives from Pahang, and a few others. But painfully, she uses it to call the relatives on their mobile number, and not their landlines. Nowadays, there's not many household that still have TM fixed landline anymore, so mobile it is. And with one cent per minute, you could guess how much each calls would be charged to my monthly Unifi bills. Normally, I won't mind. Because I originally did want to let her use it to her heart's content. But if each call would last up to 20 minutes and longer... you do the math. And she calls the relatives quite frequently.</div>
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But hey, I'm not regretting it or anything. I just wasn't expecting on the total usage though. Well, at least I'm glad for her. Connecting people is a real joy, non?</div>
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With the ending of January 2014, I guess everyone can really start to sink their teeth into the reality of the new year and let all the festive mood sit aside for a moment. I, for one, have started to kickstart the year with some new resolutions. </div>
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To start up, let's review my 2013 resolutions (which I can now finally cross it off!). As of today, I am finally clear of all debt and loans... well... except for my PTPTN loans. Which I don't know when I can start paying it off.</div>
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As for saving enough money to buy the things that I WANT... I've managed to get my own PS3 (hurray!!!) and a nice HD monitor to go along with it (though I wish I had bought an LCD one instead. Much more awesome to play games with... I guess?). The only thing that is missing is a new phone. I've been aiming for an HTC for quite some time already, but I haven't got the slightest clue on how to start saving up for it. Oh... oh... and a camera. Digital would be just fine. I ain't that rich to get myself a DSLR... though I am dying to have one.</div>
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As for the things that I actually NEED... I still haven't managed to spare enough cash to go to the dentist to get a full dental treatment because I ended up spending most of my hard-earn cash on binge-eating and on useless trinkets & junks.</div>
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Career wise.... hmm... that's a toughie. I did manage to hold out for more than six months in my current employment and by May this year, I would finally be able to say I have a one-year working experience in a fixed place. Not that that would do me any good though. It's not exactly a position that will help me in my target career. And yes... I really do plan to go back to teaching. I guess I just can't really shy away from what I was meant to do. TEACHING.</div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07126777823865287734noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-545395950970695733.post-52845987513341050722014-01-04T08:09:00.002-08:002014-01-04T08:09:48.566-08:00Sayonara, 2013! Irrasshaimasen, 2014!<div style="text-align: justify;">
It's "Bye-bye, 2013" and "Hello & Welcome, 2014" time. I bet all of you are dying to 'expect' what 2014 have in stores for you. But before we get on to the whole "I'm gonna do better this year!", "I'm gonna work harder!", "I'm going to study smarter!" and all of the other cliches, let's take time to reflect upon the year that have passed.</div>
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Despite this speech was made from a movie about celebrating New Year, aptly named 'New Year's Eve' and from a movie a few years back, it doesn't change a fact that it is such a beautiful speech. One that really have a good message, meaning, and could damn well bring me down with tears. Like seriously, sobbing.</div>
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And I know we all are eager to throw away that baggage from last year and get on with a new chapter in our life, a new year, a new beginning. Hell, even I am like so ready to forget it all. But we need to remember that our past is what makes us who we are now. I can say that for sure because if it weren't some of the incidences that happened during 2013, I might end up differently where I am today in the year 2014.</div>
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It might be something to do with your career, your love life, your family, and more. But there are only a few of those moments in life that can happen at a particular point of your life and that aforementioned point might have been in 2013. Say, a resolution to do/give up something, or perhaps a drive to pursue a dream, or even a desire to finally make a move on someone that you really like.</div>
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Well, before I started crapping out on other things that have a connection to destinies and fate, I better stop here. Because trust me, there's tons to talk about when it comes to those things. I, for one, are so interested and fascinated in the concept of destinies and fate. But for now, let's just all enjoy those midnight new year's kiss.</div>
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Xmas comes again merrily this year. By now, everywhere around Malaysia, particularly in the city of miscreants and misfits, Kuala Lumpur, Christmas is welcomed jubilantly with bright red and greens encompassing of twinkling lights and decorations. I need not delve into what kind of decorations there are since it's an extraneous task listing down or mentioning about. But this time I would like you all to lend me your cognitive processor and bear with my "why" questions about the jolly old men in red himself.</div>
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<a name='more'></a>Who you ask? Saint Nicholas, or most commonly known as Santa Claus himself. You'd be a bloody fool not to know who is he by now. I mean, the lad's a celebrity (---joking of course)! The <u>argument</u> here is the question that most children ask to their parents when they're in doubt about Santa's existence is whether he is real or not.</div>
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This question always bugs parents all around the world, be it those who celebrate this auspicious holiday traditionally or even conventionally. The struggle here is whether to tell the truth, ruining the childhood and the spirit of hope, faith and spiritual beliefs that they hold, </div>
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Whichever they would choose is totally up to them, as parents have the right to educate their own children the way they see fit. Moving to the adult perception of Santa Claus though, some people refuses to acknowledge the existence of Father Christmas only because they haven't seen the actual person himself. Ignore the old fool sitting down on the big velvety chair in the middle your mall giving out presents to the children anywhere you might see them because it is obvious that they're just ordinary people in costumes. You can even sit in front of your fireplace or next to the chimney all night and you will never see him. But that doesn't justify the belief that Santa Claus isn't real.</div>
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He also stated that be it that people may still not believe if they don't see it, Santa Claus himself is the personification of Christmas itself. The spirit of Christmas, in all the joys, the laughter, the merry, the warmth, the love, and the blessing. The marvel and wonders of Christmas is the spirit of believing in miracles and the celebration of a hallowed Saturnalia. Oh how dreadful Christmas would be if people no longer believed in Santa Claus. It is because of Santa Claus brings a touch of magic to the celebration, of how jolly the looks of the children when they eagerly awaits their present at night and came storming down to open their present.<br />
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I guess I'm finally back on my little island in RLC. The little island which I used to kept myself holed up before I was switched over to the mainland.</div>
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On the next day, 24th November, we finally got the chance to have both the bride and groom to ourselves. And for those who didn't know, they're officially married mid year this year. This time around is just the wedding... so, no, we did not disturb their honeymoon or whatever. Hahahaha.</div>
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The owner, which is somewhat like a nyonya auntie is really awesome. We were walking to our table and she just walked beside us, asked for our orders and just poof went to get our food ready. And we hadn't even sat down yet. By the time we sat down on our table, all of the foods were delivered in split seconds. Now, that's customer service. Hahahahaha!!!!</div>
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But I have to say, it really wasn't so bad at all. They're quite tasty. They've got sting-rays, fishes, squids, prawns, the standard banana ones, and also the famous 'cendawan goreng'. You could probably compare them to the crispiness of any tempura-based batter dishes. After our tea-time treats of deep-fried batter seafood, we went for a stroll down by the beach.</div>
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And I guess that's pretty much it. We went to just a locale 'ikan bakar' restaurant for dinner. It's not delicious. And after that it was slumber time and by the next morning of 25th November, all four of us went to Pantai Kelulut for breakfast before Faiz and I finally get our big bums back to KL. Well, I wish that I had more interesting thing to talk about our trip to Terengganu, but there really isn't. </div>
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Okay, I promised about Terengganu trip before right? If you count this one, this would be my second... no... wait... third time that I went over to a different state by my own (with friends of course). The first one was way back in 2009... if I'm not mistaken. Where I went to <a href="http://mieamelodies.blogspot.com/2009/11/back-active-i-guess.html" target="_blank">Malacca</a>. Sorry... I've taken most of the old photos in the previous blog, so the only thing left are just the story. And the second time was when I went to Johor. There's two part of that entry : <a href="http://mieamelodies.blogspot.com/2010/11/johor-1st-day.html" target="_blank">Part 1</a> & <a href="http://mieamelodies.blogspot.com/2010/11/johor-2nd-day.html" target="_blank">Part 2</a>.</div>
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So, this time around is officially the third time I went out of KL to a different state. Which is to Terengganu.</div>
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Our destination? Marang. Why? It's <b><span style="font-size: x-large;">ZACK & YANA'S WEDDING</span></b>. Can you believe it? After Yona, these guys were one of the earliest people to get married after we had all finished our degree.</div>
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Who would've guessed, non? Anyway. Before everything, there was some crazy planning about the trip. We actually had planned the trip like three months earlier. This would be the first time that we actually did plan for a trip. Usually, it would be so spontaneous and in the moment. But seeing how both Faiz and I are finally living on our own money and all, we needed to save up and all. The first question was HOW to get to Terengganu. A couple of suggestion was thrown on the table but finally we went for renting a car instead. It did cost us quite a bit but we thought that it's for a good cause.</div>
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Thankfully, Yana had offered to take care of our lodgings in Terengganu, so we saved quite a lot from that. Thank you very much Yana! With that finally settled, we finally get our shits together and start our trip on the 22nd November this year. The wedding is on the 23rd. Our trip? Next entry coming up~ Hahahahaha!!!</div>
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Hahahahaha! Anyway, I guess an update is due in my absence, no? Since I was cross-trained under a different department at RLC, I was swamped piles and mountains of work that I didn't have a lot of free time like I used to back when I was working under the Events & Comm. And yes, if you're wondering, I used to blog during working hours back then. So, it makes perfect sense that when I was swamped with work, I won't have time to blog. Because most of the time, I love to type using a full keyboard, rather than using a laptop. You just simply don't have that satisfaction when the tips of your fingers touch those buttons on the keyboard... and that sound they make *click clack tap tuck click clack tap tuck*.</div>
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So, after two months of roller coaster ride in this new department, I think I won't make a fuss about it and just go along with what the Management had in plan. Oh right, I'm currently working under the Membership Dept. And don't ask me about my designation. I just simply don't know if whether I'm still just a Junior Executive, or finally an Executive.</div>
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Aaaaahhhh.... I just don't want to think about it anymore. I realise that most of my problems, headaches, mood swings, and indecisiveness comes when I start thinking. And I tend to over-think. So, that happens. In attempt to put my life back together, or at the very least, my present life, I decided to just slave myself working, learning and gathering experience. Not going to think much about what's going to happen in the next few months or what my career path is going to be. If I start, I won't stop... </div>
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And it's not just about simple matter such as to go on a diet or not, to start exercising or not, to put extra efforts looking for a loving partner, but it affects all the important matter in my life such as my career path, my money spending pattern, and so on. Moving on.... Oh right, I'm moving back to Ampang. Since Faiz already got his first break in a while and finally land a lecturing job, which is in Seremban, he's going to move back to Nilai. And because of that, I feel like it'd be stupid for me to keep on staying in Sentul when I have nothing else binding me there. Well, except for the fond memories we had there. But we just have to learn to let go.</div>
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Besides, it's really not all that bad. If I move back to Ampang, I can cut a lot of my living cost. No more monthly rental and having to spend lots of money to feed myself. See, everything do happen for a reason. Faiz caught his first break, and probably, this newly appointed Membership Junior Executive will help me to grow as a person and serve as a great stepping stone for my career.</div>
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Do you ever had that feeling when you're having such a good dream, all grinning, warm and fuzzy, but then someone or something woke you up? And then you though, "Naaah, Imma go back to my dream" and pull the blanket over your face, curl in a fetal position, and hope to continue the dream but then you can't because the motion has passed? *exhales*</div>
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Well, I have loads of those. I mean, it's frustrating, especially when it is such a good dream. Like for example, dreaming that Dylan O'Brien is your boyfriend *I blame the recent movie I watched "The Internship" for making me drool over his cute pretty face*. But lately, I've been successful in controlling what shall appear in my dream. </div>
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A study performed by Brighton Town University's department of the mind and body, it shows that the subject (people) who go to bed on a full stomach can trigger nightmare-causing brain waves, especially when the food are the unhealthy ones. And eating spicy foods can cause a rise in your bodily temperature, in which disrupts REM sleep.</div>
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Whatever show you're watching, whatever books you're reading, or whatever music you're listening before you go to bed will influence in what will appear in your dream. Basically, everything you do will affect it. So, let's say you want to dream about this cute guy that saw in facebook, all you need to do is ; stalk his FB, look at photos, while listening to some music that can make you feel giddy or amorous, before you go to bed.</div>
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I know, all of these thing are common and you've read it all before but have you actually given it a try? I've managed to keep Dylan O'Brien in my dream for quite a few time already since the premiere screening of 'The Internship' last Tuesday. And I don't plan to stop. Unless I feel like dreaming about Zac Efron... Hmmm....</div>
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Okay, I'm not going into detailed explanation on how the story goes because honestly, I have started reading the the third book and if by now, I don't remember much anymore about what happened in the second book. I'll just state whatever I can scrap from my memory of the second book. This goes to show that if a book and a piece of literature is good, you can remember the story well, but this book just doesn't make a dent on my memory.</div>
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I guess all of you have heard how awesome it is work at Google company. Not only that it's awesome. It's actually like a paradise, for those who refuse to conform to the standard rigidness of the corporate world. Slides, bright surroundings, free foods, and comfortable working environment, what else could we ask for, no? I know I would love to go work for Google, only because of its awesome working environment. But I don't know of any ability that I can put to good use at Google. Hahahaha.</div>
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Google is awesome! Seriously, what else could anyone ask for? That is what crosses Bill's mind when he realise his and Nick's opportunity might lie somewhere there, interning. Owen Wilson and Vince Vaughn are already established name in the lines of comedy flick. Take Wedding Crashers for instant. That was a great comedy film. Regrettably, the pair has gone all gooey and mushy this time around. Honestly, I never like Owen Wilson. Never have, never will.</div>
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But I came to the movie with an open-mind. Sadly, I exited with a burnt-out mind. While you can say the underlining of Google trying to gloat to the whole wide world of its success (not that I care, but some other company should. *cough*Yahoo*cough*) in the movie is apparent, and to some extent, overbearing (like Smurfs with their Smurfs-pun, expect a lot of Google-referenced catchphrases too.), it is a sad excuse of a movie. I know for one that a lot of the reviewers find this movie more of a Goodle advert.</div>
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Hey, gloves off here but they could make do with the movie in less that 119 minutes. With almost a two-hour long session predictable plot, this movie is bad on the timing. Too much obsolete scenes that can be taken away to make the movie 'short and sweet', not 'lengthy and lifeless'. Undoubtedly, there are certain parts of the movie which are quite enjoyable, but fort he rest of the time, the movie just fry your brains, really.</div>
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Another key-point to this movie was the over-flowing casts. When you have too much people thrown into the bunch, it will never work. We have Rose Byrne/Dana which only appear for a few time in the movie, barely make any impact in the movie. Her only existence in the movie was to be Owen's 'girl'. Crowding a lot of great actors together also is never a good idea. Another example would be Jessica Szhor. Again, she's upstaged by the rest of the cast, as she was in Gossip Girl. </div>
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That also contributes to the point that you don't really have to make every character special by providing a side-story for character development. Especially when it doesn't contribute to the momentum of the movie. Well, like I said, there are finer points in the movie. Such as the funny quirks and the ridiculousness of the characters themselves. But those are the only saving grace for this movie.</div>
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If you were given the order to spy on a company for their intel and be paid handsomely if you managed to pull it off, would you do it? I, for once, would love to jump to that opportunity but anyone who knows me well would totally laugh at the idea of it. I'm clumsy, accident prone, and totally helpless. But one thing I am good at is acting. I can plaster any face that I wish to act upon, and they can't tell whether I'm lying or not. But before I go on, and on about ridiculous spying skills, I thank <b><a href="http://www.nuffnang.com.my/" target="_blank">Nuffnang</a></b> for the premiere screening passes for this movie, and let's get into the review.</div>
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If I really want to be myself, I would just simply write, LIAM HEMSWORTH and give you all a rating of 10/10. But that would biased and an unjust review on the movie, which actually says more that Adam Cassidy (Liam Hemsworth) being a paranoid person. But Liam himself is actually quite the distraction in the movie. And as far as I can tell, he's a good actor, yeah but totally overrated. His acting skills aren't really incredible, but just o-kay. So sorry, honey, no hard feelings here.</div>
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The bigger paranoids : Harrison Ford as Jock Goddard and Gary Oldman as Nicholas Wyatt. Well, what can I say about these two veterans? They are awesome in their younger days and they never stop. The two brought up the best in their roles as corrupt megalomaniacs who are driven by fame, fortune, and funds. It's like what they say, the bigger you are, the harder you'll fall. </div>
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Enough about the cast. While some (I'm guessing) viewers might only see the title of the movie 'Paranoia' being less of an impact because of just a certain blip of moment during the movie where Adam was actually paranoid and scared that something bad is going to happen to his loved ones (particularly his dad and friends), I see the real paranoia. 'Nic' and 'Jock' was the bigger paranoids. So afraid and so envious of each other's success, they were the puppeteer of Adam Cassidy's ambitious desire to become successful.</div>
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That brought up to the real conflict in the world where, again, the rich looks down upon the less fortunate ones. The wealthy dominates the choices in daily life and they, are the oppressors of the society. In the hope to walk across the bridge safely, what can one do but to keep the balance in their life in check. But often comes to much that most would fail and fall down the bridge. A little bit cryptic here, but I hope you get it.</div>
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We all go about every day in our life in a fixed motion and pace. It all depend on yourself how to create the illusion of time to pass by; slowly or quickly. But for some people, they go about their life like zombies. Going through the same motion every day, consenting their life to be as mundane as they perceive it to be.<br />
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But there's more to life than just living your daily life as it is written. There's gotta be more. We can't simply just go about everyday, doing the things we do, experiencing everything as it is because that would drive some people crazy. There's more than just working for the sake of work, going to school and study for the sake of education. There's always more.</div>
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It takes up to individuals to assess the monotonous life that they are living and break out from the black and white by doing something special each day; be it minute or colossal but as long as it makes a difference in that day. A dent in that endless grey wall. I always refer this to the concept of being 'alive'. Find something in that day to cherish or appreciate. </div>
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Written by Sabelle Breer, Kevin Kadish, Lucy Woordward, Harvey Mason Jr. and Damon Thomas, and produced by The Underdogs, "More to Life is a predominantly pop song that draws influences from rock and contemporary R&B. The song generally received positive reviews from music critics and was a worldwide success, peaking in top five in three countries : New Zealand (3rd) Norway (2nd) US Billboard Pop Song (5th). While there are many other interpretations that depicts this song was about drugs, it still doesn't defeat the purpose that this song tells of a person who is has a lot, but nothing really mattered, which eventually makes that person feel lost and searching for something to fill the void.</div>
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Well, if I had known better, I would have really dragged my friends to this concert because it was AMAZING! Seriously. What I needed after all these time was an escapade. And this concert couldn't have come at a better time. I am so fucking grateful that I received two weekend pass for this concert (for free of course!), courtesy from <a href="http://www.nuffnang.com.my/" target="_blank">Nuffnang</a>. Honestly, thank you very much to <a href="http://www.nuffnang.com.my/" target="_blank">Nuffnang</a> and Mr. Darren Low for emailing to all the winners about our weekend passes.</div>
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Although I was actually in a pin for skipping out on a work event for the second day of the concert, I actually had so much fun at the concert. Well, not crazy-like fun per se, but it was the escapade that I needed. A musical escape that brought me into another dimension where music is the currency and all you have to do is just bang ur head and move your bodies to the beat.</div>
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Despite the recent rainy weather in the south west coast of Malaysia, thankfully, no heavy rain was sighted for both days. The winds were really in our favour. Before I go on and on about the music, the We Love Asia 2.0 really went off with a marvelous reception. And you'd be surprised to see what they had in store for us, besides the music.</div>
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Well, that is good, and mandatory. But what I'm actually at awe of myself is because of what happens after that. During the first course of the week after the payday, I'd be spending like fucking crazy.</div>
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And what's worse, sometimes, I spend not for necessities such as provisions or clothing (which sometimes, I rarely shop for.), but I would most probably spend a lot by going out to eat at fancy places and expensive eateries. Since I love to eat and I don't mind spending money for this purposes because I don't like depraving myself from the things that I want to eat just because I need to save money. </div>
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That's what my mom and dad taught me. Although they don't actually teach me to be a fucking moron and eat at some fucking expensive diner, but that part of it about eating what you wish is the point here. Eventually, I don't mind going out to eat and satisfy my cravings even if it costly. But what scares me is my bad habit buying things, just for the sake of buying, or wanting it.</div>
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It can be either junks or novelty items, but I do gather a lot of those things. Items without functions. And I'm scared of it sometimes. Terrified that I'm consumed by gluttony and greed that I just had to own it. And sometimes, there's this syndrome, which I think some of you out there can call it, 'Pretty Woman-ism'.</div>
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For those who had watch this movie before, you can relate the way that Julia Roberts did in this movie. It's that feeling when the store attendant give you that look and you just want to 'shove it' at her face. So, we will end up buying things from the store, just to show that you have money, and that the fucking store attendant can just keep her disgusted look to herself.</div>
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Can you believe it? Both of these. Well, don't look at me, I'm not all that great about evaluating who should be who, but blame me all you want but I've grown accustomed to imagining both Alexis Bledel and Ian Somerhalder as the characters as I read the book.</div>
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If you've been following up on the hot issue of who's going to play who, these two came up highest on the list of cast all this time. So, as I am reading the second book, I could easily play the images in my head of them doing the nasty as I go through the book. They'd make the best Christian/Anastasia pair ever, compared to the rest that people came up with. Because you could easily place Alexis as the helpless virgin who looked good biting her own lips all the time, and those big cute eyes pass so far as someone who is so innocent to the sexual world like Anastasia Steele. And what more can I say about Ian? He's hot, those pretty eyes, finely sculpted body, and looked damn fucking good in whatever he wears, and has great hair to match Christian's habit of running his own hand through his hair. Don't you think so?</div>
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Don't you just want to melt and swoon at the sights of those beautifully sculpted abs? Oh I'm gushing so hard right now. Not with jizz of course! But with hormones. Estrogen, specifically. Hehehe. Anyhow, any fans of Efron would surely know about his upcoming movie which shall be released next summer. I think that would probably mean next year... right?<br />
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Yup gals (and some guys), close your ovaries as these two are going to make you swoon so bad. One candy is good, but two? Definitely a dream come true. Just ignore Christopher Mintz-Plasse in that picture. He's not much of an eye-candy. Hehehe, that's quite mean, right? But hey, Christopher is a great actor for someone who's young. But it wouldn't be fair for me to just point out the beau, because Rose Byrne will be making an appearance in the movie too as the wife of Seth Rogen. They're the couple of course. How silly of me, not mentioning this at the beginning.</div>
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Oh come on, chill lah!!! Seriously, why do all these people care that much increase of oil pricing? I mean, yes, it can result in some kind of financial setbacks, but really, does that rise of 20 cents affect the whole outcome of your life? No, it doesn't! So what the fuck is with all these people complaining?</div>
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You can find more ridiculous snarly outburst in a facebook page called <b><a href="https://www.facebook.com/BenciHargaNaik" target="_blank">Saya Benci Harga Barang Naik</a></b> which has raked up tons of fans for all the political issues in Malaysia. And in their current hot topic is the increment of petrol price. I just can't believe how stupid some of these Malaysians are. I mean seriously, you guys are just .......... annoyingly foolish</div>
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