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Des and I took the 123 bus at People’s Square and we made the big mistake of sitting right in front of this couple. They were flirting and then the young woman asked the guy to talk to her in English instead so that they can practise their spoken English and listening ability. The guy was like “No, no, my English is not good at all” (in Chinese) and the woman kept insisting. I tried to block out their voices and the next thing I knew, they had started to sing ‘Yesterday once more’ , a song by The Carpenters. I love that song but WHY did they have to talk and sing so loudly? We were on a bus after all. Did they think that everyone would like their singing and wanted to know what they were talking about? arghhhh. Des was more annoyed than me and was muttering ” Oh shut up” but they were lost in their own little world.
The worse part was the phone call. The guy’s cellphone rang and he answered promptly, talking so loudly that everyone on the bus could hear. Maybe he was just showing off? He was saying something about a meeting, things work-related, trying to sound like a big boss or something. bah….
Some people talk on the phone like they think the person they are talking to is deaf or something. It really gets to me. I don’t mind the couples making out on the bus, whispering and giggling but I can’t stand loud people. They want to talk? Fine. In a normal tone of voice please.

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* Nice * new email add and website url … eatshit@hotmail.com , http://www.eatpussy.com *shakes head* I can’t believe this.

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First of all, don’t call me a bitch. I’m not. Geez. I hate people who speak so rudely.
When you search for pics in Google and then view the pic. Google clearly says:

See full-size image.
*image url here*
*image size here*
Image may be scaled down and subject to copyright.

subject to copyright –> Why is it that some people don’t bother reading properly??

Anne, I never said anything about Bush. If you hadn’t gotten so worked up over my blog entry, you would realise that it’s someone who commented on the blog entry who said the Bush comment. I don’t care where you are from and what you are.
I hate that implication you made about me being racist. Had it been anyone else, a French, a Chinese or whatever, I would have blogged about the hotlinking if they had reacted like you did.
I DID comment in your blog entry first,telling you that what you did was wrong and that you should remove that pic. I was nice enough about that and even gave you two links so that you could go read about Hotlinking and Copyrights because I had guessed that maybe you don’t have a clue what hotlinking is. If you had bothered reading, you would have understood why I was telling you to remove my pic. You came and commented with your ‘don’t care attitude’ instead . It’s your attitude which made me angry enough to blog about your hotlinking. Not the hotlinking itself. Get it?

In your last comment , you are apologizing. If you are really sorry, then fine. I accept your apology. The End.
Don’t bother commenting again. I don’t wanna waste my time with this anymore.

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She removed the pic herself so no need for me to do anything else. Thanks to everyone who commented and gave some suggestions about what I should do. Still, i’d never have replaced that pic with a really nasty one. However angry I can get, I’d never stoop so low. I was more angry with her attitude than with the hotlinking itself.
I wish that people would bother reading what they are agreeing to when they sign up for something. For example, when people sign up for a Xanga blog, they have to agree to the Terms of Use.
Maybe I should watermark all my pics as from now. It will take a long time to do that. I have quite a lot of pics.
Now I need to find ways to prevent future hotlinking.
ah.. and my feeling blue has got nothing to do with this.

Yesterday I was going through my cpanel webstats logs and I found three websites hotlinking to my images.
I couldn’t visit one of the websites because it’s blocked in China so the only thing I could do was change the image file names. For the others, I contacted the wedmistress and webmaster.
I got one response so far and do you know what she said???

girl .. i do not care. i can use whatever the hell i wanna use. people can go look at the properties and see yo` website. so don`t be gettin` no bitch fit on me.

See her comment in my previous entry. I didn’t even have a ‘fit’ . I had simply written a polite comment in her blog entry ( dated Thursday, May 26, 2005) with my image in it,asking her to remove it and I even gave her two links to websites so that she could go read about copyright and hotlinking. I was hoping that she’d realised that hotlinking is wrong. Her attitude totally pisses me off. (oh.. and she deleted my comment from her blog)

Anyway, I did an IP location check first before writing all this because I want to make sure that it’s her who has written that comment. Her IP (logged by wordpress) is 24.242.250.83 and the location is
Country: UNITED STATES
Region: TEXAS
City: HOUSTON , according to this.
Acccording to her Xanga profile, she is from there indeed.

I thought that she would take down the image asap.
I’m still thinking about what to do.
I can change the image url but is that enough? She’d just shrug it off and won’t give a damn.

If she had just saved my image and uploaded it , I wouldn’t mind that much but still, I’d appreciate being credited. But hotlinking, no way. I won’t allow that.
I took some screen captures yesterday and today.
This is one of those I took today:

The image is originally from one of my previous blog entries.
Do I sound like I’m making a big deal out of this? I blame it on my slight fever. On second thought, even if I wasn’t ill, I would be mad. All because of her ‘i do not care’ attitude.

Some info about :
Bandwidth Theft and copyright. I found those two websites after searching in google.

-screen capture edited by request on 6 June 2005 so as to hide the blog url-

*cough* *blows nose*
I’m sick.
I can’t believe I slept for 13 hours straight.
I hope I feel better by tonight. I have a party to go to.