How to stop Facebook Activity Log from Broadcasting

First and foremost that is for all the data mining done by Facebook. Most of you who want to stop Facebook from broadcasting your comments and likes would have problem figuring out how to disable them. Having had Facebook automatically share a porn link that I didn't like but did click on is making so furious. It's especially embarrassing when I have my mum and other workplace supervisors in my circle of friends. Although I managed to spot and delete it within minutes, I don't know how many of my friends were informed of my "Like" and "Share" within those few minutes. After suffering this harrowing experience and finding that most guides on the net does not exactly teach you how to stop Activity Log from broadcasting. I managed to play around with the privacy settings and find that the harm can be minimized with the change in the following privacy settings. It's easily done in 1-2-3 Steps!

Step 1: Select your profile by clicking Your name on the top. Then select the gear icon on the top right and select privacy settings.

Step 2: You will then be taken to the Privacy setting. From there you can select who can see your future posts. Select edit.

Step 3: Select the "Only Me" option. From now on, your posts will only be viewable by your by default. What if you want to camwhore and start sharing some slutty pictures or if you get philosophical and decide to post some words of wisdom? Good question.

Step 4 (Optional):After changing the privacy setting, you will be reminded that you are the only one that can see the post with the new settings. Fear not!

Step 5(Optional):After making sure it is indeed the post you want to share with your friends and family - yes... I'll stress that again - it's a post which you want to share with your FRIENDS and FAMILY, select the drop down box and select friends. Now your post are only viewable by you by default and other people can only see it if you decide to share it. Enjoy your secret fetishes without the privacy invasion by your friends and family! Actually I hold no responsibility for saying that and if FB decides to change these settings once again and you get caught in the act, just feel free to share the first picture in this post on Facebook.

New hobby

I can't believe it has been more than a year since I last wrote anything on this blog. Anyway too many things happened in the past year and luckily I had my friends and families with me so I need not pour all my sorrow into this blog. On a more positive note, I have taken up a new hobby - collecting SIC Kamen Rider figurines! Here are just some pictures that I'd like to share:

These are the pics of my first SIC. It's ZX from the Showa Era.

I recalled that I had a Diablo skull sitting in my shelf so I decided to pair these two figures together. I'm pretty happy with the effect. 

The addition of V3 and Riderman makes ZX a little less lonely. :P

My Black RX that had arrived a few days ago. I'm happy with this scene. 

Haha... My first post after a year and I can barely make any coherent sentences. I'll just let the pictures do the talking though I do know those pictures do not do the figurines justice. I really turning into an otaku :(

Hypocrite

I wonder how long it's been since I last posted in here. Today I realised how much of a hypocrite I am. It was in the bus that I caught a girl staring at me. Most of the time I'd have shrugged it off but I suppose it was the way that she looked at me. It's as if she's trying to look into me. I quickly averted my gaze. Pondering this little incident made me realise how much a difference my heart and my brain acts. I've always told myself I'm independent and I'll be fine all alone. Yet, I suppose that is far from reality. I yearn to be understood yet at the same time I do not want to leave myself vulnerable. Maybe I have been trying to hard to convince myself to be someone I ain't. Maybe that's why the gaze scared me so much. I was possibly scared that she'd see past the mask that I put on and see me. By then, the reality that I've deluded myself into believing will shatter...

Time space...

For the past few days, I had this thought in my mind - the distance between two people is actually time. It is neither the physical distance nor the emotional distance. Time itself can bring two strangers closer to each other with each passing moment. Yet, two lovers might be drifting apart as the sands of time flow on. There are many things which are outside our control and time is one of them. What we ca do is just experience time. What separates me from you is the very fabric of time itself. She's still there in the future. I find solace in the fact that with each passing day, I'm one step closer to you :)

Human Nature

It has been a while since I last blogged. It's a wonderful experience to be able to move to a new place and experience the different cultures in a country. I'm thankful that most of the people I've met so far over here are friendly though I've a few unfortunate encounters. Sadly an event happened today prompted me to blog again. It's really given me a new perspective on the two sides of human nature - beauty and ugliness.

I was waiting for the bus when I saw a lady on a motorized vehicle for the elderly. I was curious as she looked young. The first thought that popped up was - maybe it's a hot day to walk so she decided to use that vehicle. As she got closer, I had a better look. Her right arm was obviously suffering from muscle atrophy. Probably her legs are suffering from it too so she needed to use the motorized vehicle. What touched me as a beautiful thing about the human nature is the love of her father. An elderly gentleman, he accompanied her all the way to the bus stop and only got off the bus once his daughter was on it. He even thanked the passengers for putting up with the delay caused by his daughter boarding the bus on her motorized vehicle. The lady's inner strength also shone through. Despite the inconvenience, she still took the trip on her own. One can see how she wants to be independent.

The ugliness of the human nature reared its head not long after the bus took off. A man who appeared to be drunk started to hurl insults at the lady and the teenagers started to laugh. The lady did look at them but said nothing. I feel I embody the other kind of ugly human nature as I just sat there and did not speak up in her defence as I did not want to stir up any trouble. I got off the bus once it reached the train station but the drunk man and the lady was still on it. I am not sure if the insults continued or if the bus driver did something to stop it.

Thinking back - should I have spoken up or should I have done what I did? There are just two sides to human nature - beauty and ugliness...

Selfish...

Sometimes the truth is indeed a bitter pill to swallow. My friends would call me a bastard but I knew they were just joking. Yet when it is hinted that I am one by a person whom I care about, I guess I really am a selfish bastard. My ex once told me that she couldn't be by my side anymore as I treated her as an object which I'd care when I'm in the mood. That was the first time I hated myself for my selfish attitude. The second time came when I was told by the person I merely treated her like a toy.

It hurts really bad cause it's true. As much as I want to deny it, it was no excuse for my selfish actions and my indecisiveness. I may not want to treat her like a toy but my selfish actions speak otherwise. Who knew meeting the right person at the wrong time can be just as painful. To want to claim the moral high ground and yet wanting to maintain a platonic relationship with her - what a conceited and selfish bastard I am. There is no turning back time and there is no cure for the wounds of the heart. I would wish to say sorry to her in person but it won't matter anymore as apologies from a person she no longer cares about won't make any difference...

What am I? I am S.E.L.F.I.S.H

Longing...

Sure feels quiet without you around... Wonder how you are doing now... :/