You can use any combination of colours; it’s a personal thing. But try to make the words easy to read and easily distinguishable from the background, and don’t make them too small.
Pain-in-the-ass navigation. You want me to play hide and seek using my mouse? I’m outta there.
Hacking your theme so that it’s only viewable in Internet Explorer. You’d be surprised to know that most themes and templates work in all browsers, until you add in that little sidebar thing that fucks it up.
Which brings me to this: do you need that many sidebar widgets? Most of them don’t mesh well together in terms of looks and they slow down your blog’s loading time.
Too many ads sticking into the posts, on the top, on the side and at the bottom; popping up and under. Put yourself in the shoes of your readers – do you hate your blog too now?
Posts
Long posts are fine but break it up into manageable paragraphs of 4-5 sentences each. Add a horizontal line even. Think of that last good book or magazine that you’ve read – it didn’t have a page long paragraph did it? And punctuate!
A whole month’s worth of posts on your front page. And with tonnes of uncompressed full-sized pictures. Ugh!
Spell-check muthafuckas! Do it!
Too much use of the dot-dot-dots. Like … erm … this … yeah … but … no … but … yeah. Quit it.
tEEn SPeAk raWKs LOL! ZOMGWTFBBQ! ORLY? l33t hax0r FTW!!111oneoneone! One throw-away line is cool and funny but the entire post?! It took me 10 minutes to type that. How the fuck do you do it? No, don’t tell me.
And CAPS! And SUPER HYPER EXCLAMATION MARKS!!!!!! You got me with the first exclamation mark ok?
Content
Quote correctly. Give credit where credit’s due with a proper link back. Don’t be lazy.
Don’t quote the entire post. That’s borderline stealing and plagiarism. Even if you do link back to the original source.
If you get an inspiration for a post, say which blog post you got it from. Again, it’s about link love. The other blogger would notice your link and come check out your blog even. That’s a good thing.
Do not hot-link ever. Unless the blog owner explicitly gives you the code to hot-link an image or two, you should always save the image on your computer (right-click, save as) and upload it onto your own blog. Unless it’s on a free host like Blogger, stealing other people’s bandwidth ain’t cool. Not hot-linking is also good practice because even if the original image is gone, you’d still have a copy. And state your source with a link as always.
Auto-playing songs and videos. Just say no.
Comments
None of this “1st comment!”, “2nd!” crap. Don’t comment if you got nothing intelligent to add.
On the other hand, if you do have something intelligent to add don’t write 4-5 paragraphs of it. Write it on your own blog and link back to the post.
Comments which only point out the grammar and spelling mistakes in a post and nothing else. I know I had said above that a blogger should always spell-check and write proper English, but mistakes do slip through. If it doesn’t impact on the story that the blogger is trying to tell, your anal comment makes you look like a douche.
“People in glass houses shouldn’t throw stones.” Do you have any general comments about this blog? Flame away!
If it is not the blog but the blog owner whom you have a problem with, please write a post on your blog and link back to me. I love me some links long time!
I over-think it I know and it is a shallow question but it just popped into my head last night. Assuming similar personalities and interests, and assuming that you were fortunate enough to “taste the goods” beforehand, given two members of the opposite sex:
One who has what seem like a great body to you but is dull in bed, and
Another who has a physical appearance, which although it doesn’t repulse you is one which you wouldn’t give a second look if he/she was to cross your path out on the streets, but is really fantastic in bed …
Who would you end up spending more time with and why? Discuss. (20 marks)
The relationship can be a short-term one, a long-lasting one, or even not a relationship at all and just a fling. I’m interested to hear how you would deal with this “dilemma”. I’d like to see the different reasons and logic that go into making a decision like this. And no you can’t be with both!
My answer? I don’t know yet. That’s why I’m asking!
This is a CGI+Live Action short done in 2005 by Andy Huang titled “Doll Face”. The central message is that perfect beauty is an unattainable myth, and that chasing after it relentlessly might lead to disastrous consequences whether mentally or physically. Something which the robot in this film realised too late at the end.
This was what I had for lunch today – Nong Shim instant noodles and V energy drink. Instant noodles because I was too lazy to go out to the shops, and the energy drink because I was very sleepy the whole day. Healthy, it ain’t.
Speaking of which …
Mom: Did you have instant noodle again today?
Me: Yes and it’s “noodles”.
Mom: What did I say?
Me: You said “noodle”. As in, one noodle.
Mom: Hai…
Me: I told you before – we eat many noodles, not just one.
Mom: It’s because of fried rice.
Me: What?!
Mom: Fried rice.
Me: Yeah, so?!
Mom: It’s not called “fried rices” is it?
Me: That’s because there’s no plural for the word “rice”.
Mom: The English language is very confusing.
Me: Yes, it is. It’s quite contradictory sometimes.
Mom: What?
Me: Contradictory.
Mom: What does that mean?
Me: It means something is not consistent. It’s one way sometimes and another other times.
Mom: Why didn’t you just say that?
Me: Because I could say it with one word.
Mom: Don’t try to be funny. And don’t use big words next time. I didn’t send you to English tuition just so you can make fun of me.
Me: …
Hahah this is insane! You know the series of games called “House of the Dead” where you go around shooting up zombies? This is also from Sega but with a twist. In “Typing of the Dead 2″, instead of aiming and shooting with a gun, you type!
As the game progresses, the words get longer and trickier, and you have to type faster and faster. At the moment it’s purely a Japan-only game. If they come up with an English version, I could see it working with the upcoming Xbox 360 keyboard.
The year was 2003, sometime in July I think. I was still running my restaurant then. I had a little bit of savings, but most of the money at the time went into the business, even the profits. How I was so generous with a person whom I had only known for a few months still irritates me till this day. Nonetheless, it was a good lesson.
How did it happen?
I had known her through a mutual friend. I was immediately impressed with her. She dressed well, and she worked for the Pierucci Fashion chain. Or so I thought. She liked to party and was fun to be around in a nightclub. She liked to dance and she was sexy and vivacious.
I was at a stage of my life where I just wanted to have fun when I’m off work. Though the business was good, it was stressful as you can imagine. She would come out whenever I’d call her to come out; she’d buy me drinks and dance with me in a way that boosted my ego. Add to this that I was single, at the time I was very beguiled by her feminine charm and company.
I liked being with her even though there weren’t any feelings involved, sexual or romantic. When she asked me for $400 I didn’t think twice about it. Just so you can see how stupid I was, a few weeks before that my car was broken into while I was out with her. So I was already out of pocket a couple of hundred of dollars to cover the insurance excess.
That $400 was a lot of money to me then but I was willingly giving it to her. She had said that she will pay me back a month later, and I think you can guess what happened next. A month went by without any phone calls or me seeing her. I tried calling but she’d never answer my calls or messages.
When I finally got her, she said she’ll “definitely” give me the money in another week’s time. This went on for a few more weeks before I realised that I’m not going to get my money back again. And I found out later that I wasn’t alone. Another mutual friend of ours said she suffered the same, though her lost was a dress that she had loaned her.
Perth being the size it is, I had bumped into her a few times after that. Her thick-skin and brazenness were quite unbelievable. She’d talk to me like nothing had happened, hugged me a few times and even grabbed my phone once to key in her number.
It’s my new number. We should catch up more again!
Pfft. Of course not. Think I’m stupid?
The moral of my story: friends and money do not mix well, much less with acquaintances.
Simon met up with her and the boyfriend for drinks on Friday, and he told me that they had asked about me.
To Wendy …
You want to know how I’m doing? Then you can read this blog and find out. ‘Cos I ain’t gonna see or talk to you again if I can help it. I don’t forget, and I only forgive those who are closest to me and even then it’s difficult. If you think the friendship is salvageable by the both of you saying that you are “ok with me” then you are mistaken. In fact I find that very patronising. What? I’m suppose to forget what you had said to me just because you are “ok with me” now? Well, here’s a fact – I’m not ok with you two. How about that?
A friendship which you had so easily trashed is not worthy of being rescued. Though I can understand if you feel guilty about the whole incident. You damn well should. But I don’t. I got all the facts on my side. Go read through the email conversation that started this mess last August.
Simon said that I should not have read too much into an email conversation, that maybe I should have called instead of replying to your email. But I think that he should have said that to you instead: *you* should have called me on the phone to talk about it, instead of throwing angry accusations at me in an email. I find it ridiculous that you claimed to be surprised by my reaction and that you thought that I over-reacted.
You said that your English isn’t that good and that I misread your words. Well, too bad so sad. For your own sake, use a dictionary. Ignorance is not an excuse.
I don’t apologise for being objective about him when you couldn’t. The fact that you two are still together is good for you – you deserve each other. But I had stopped caring the day you sided with him when it was you who complained to me about him.
People who take friendships for granted do not deserve them. I’ve already moved on and I’m not turning back.
