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Tôi vẫn vào được Facebook mặc những kẻ khác hack? :D

Sat, 05 Nov 2011 08:33:00 +0700

Anonymous (Anon) là một phong trào theo “hacktivism”. Anon tương tự như các nhà hoạt động xã hội hay chính trị khác (activists). Họ dùng các phương thức tấn công qua mạng để thể hiện sự phản kháng của mình đối với các thể chế mà họ coi là kẻ thù đối với tự do thông tin.

Tuy nhiên, Anonymous không hẳn là một tổ chức hay một nhóm hacker nào đó, mà là một phong trào. Không có lãnh đạo, không có tổ chức rõ ràng. Họ có thể là một chuyên gia máy tính ở Mỹ, cũng có thể chỉ là một thằng nhóc đang ngồi cày game ở Việt Nam. Tự tập hợp, tự tan rã. Họ không là ai, mà là tất cả :). Khi khởi xướng một hành động tấn công vào một đối tượng nào đó, họ sẽ biểu quyết, đưa ra thông báo, và tấn công. Ai tham gia là tự nguyện. Nên mức độ của từng cuộc tấn công rất khác nhau.

“We are Anonymous.
We are Legion.
We do not forgive.
We do not forget.
Expect us.”

Khi truy cập vào một số trang thông tin “hỗ trợ” cho Anonymous, ta rất dễ dàng thấy rằng việc tấn công Facebook đợt này không được nhiều sự ủng hộ. Điều đó cũng thể hiện trong sự thiếu nhất quán trong các “tweet” của họ trên Twitter. Thêm vào đó, để tấn công một đối tượng lớn như Facebook là không đơn giản. Thông thường chỉ có thể gây gián đoạn truy cập trong một vài giờ, hoặc cùng lắm là một vài ngày. Việc sao lưu dữ liệu với một công ty, và lại là một công ty sống nhờ dữ liệu người dùng như FB là sống còn. Nên theo tôi chúng ta không phải quá lo lắng.

Bài viết thể hiện quan điểm riêng của tác giả. Viết ở công ty để thể hiện sự phản kháng cho việc phải đi làm cả ngày thứ 7

It's just a wrong way

Thu, 29 Sep 2011 21:47:00 +0700

Weeks ago, I had a cafe date w/ Huy or some of my other friends. Took a normal way to Huy’s cafe, the familiar turns, the get-used-to everything… then I just found out that I was going to Hacinco student village. If it was the day time, it should be of my years spending in ISVNU; however, it was definitely not. It was @ the evening and it should be ‘cos of SHE.

I just took a wrong way.

Then I realized that she meant a lot to me. And I get used to that way - the way to Hacinco, the way to her…

It’s just a wrong turn. And I miss you, Chubby!

I swear!

Tue, 26 Jul 2011 22:57:00 +0700

I swear. Tao thề. :)

Chubby. You are studying rite next to me. And you are eating beef. And I love you.

Chubby. You’ve made lots of effort to reach your dream, and to go to France, to leave me :). I’m JOKING. And you have made a little but important steps on that long way. You are studying and eating simultaneously lol :).

I swear, not to wait for you but wait for the day of us. I am still an unemployed old man. But I will. No, I have to find my own way.

I swear “by the the moon. And the stars in the sky I’ll be there. I swear like the shadow that’s by your side, I’ll be there.”

And I swear.

A Promise-breakologist

Sat, 28 May 2011 21:38:16 +0700

Actually I did consider a lot before writing this piece. I know that it will hurt him quite hard and I should not write this way about one of my closed friend. Wait, hmmm. No, I am just kidding. I will write in any way I like as it is MY place, not anyone else’. And I don’t dare play trick on him; even though he is twice bigger than me. hohoho.

He is not as bad as my new nickname for him anyway. He is the person who you will be impressed a lot in the first time. He is a very kind… No, very kind is not the suitable word. He is extremely kind… No, still not good enough. He is the better-than-anyone-who-you-can-think-of :D. He appears in the way you will totally trust and rely on. As a good friend, he will promise a lot even the things you may not touch upon. When you have something to do, he always says that he will help you. And most of the time he will, but the point is that it may be nonsense when he completes hehe. Let’s take an example: you are drowning in the sea and shouting out: help, help, help me plzz. There is a kind man who says to you: don’t worry, I have a life buoy in my boat and I will give it to you; for free :D. Then the life buoy may never come to you as he forget or he just does not have it. If he remembers, you may need it to bring back your skeleton to the cemetery lol.

He likes promising. No, he loves it. It makes him and his friends feel happy. The point is that he promises too much to too many people. How can just a normal man can keep such a ton of promises :D. As being one of my best friend, he did promise to me many times. For calculation purpose, I think around 10-20% of promises have been kept. However, the number is not too bad; it is equal or even little more than promises I give to him :D. Unfortunately, 80-90% of broken promises make me sometimes feel tired.

Don’t worry, my friend. I get used to it and it’s normal to me. And being able to give promises is also good enough in the world people find hard to believe others, rite? So just being promise-breaker as you are hehe. But bear in mind that if you can give less and raise the keeping times percentage little more, it will be good for you, my dear :D.

(Firstly, I thought promise-breaker is a newly created word by me, but in fact it doesn’t. You guys can look it up in the dictionary. I make up my mind and change it into promise-breakologist. It is brand-new word and it souds more professional hahaha).

The moments that completely change our life

Sat, 28 May 2011 21:01:00 +0700

I still remember that day as it happened yesterday. Three years ago, my closed friend got a long-term contract to work for a China-based corporation located in Shenzhen, China. One day before his departure, we did hold a small goodbye party and even bought him a warm coat. The weather there was quite cold. Two days after the party, I called him to ask if everything was ok for him. He told me that he must stay in Hanoi as his father got cancer. His family called him while he was crossing the borderline. Then, he had to stay in the hospital to take care his father for more than one year. My mom said to me his eyes are so deep and the deep-eyed is usually granted the sadness. Actually I do not believe in such a thing but I can see the sadness in his eyes when I visited his father. When his father passed away, I called him to comfort and share with his loss. He said to me that he started to stutter as he did spend too much time in the hospital and had not talked much with others for such a long time. His words haunted me a lot. And I still wonder how the second his family called him to announce his father’s sickness change his life. From the young who want to explore a new country full of different things, he now has to stay in Ha Noi to take care his mother – who has become a widow.

One woman who I met some years ago in a train to Lao Cai province told me that the man born in the lunar year of buffalo will have a difficult life. I am not superstitious but I sometimes wonder why my university life is that hard. When I start my university life, my major is biotechnology. However, after two years of studying, I switch to business major in another university. Until now, I still do not know exactly what I thought at that time. As the number of students is not adequate to open the program, I have to be moved in accounting course. Now I am working as an auditor of the biggest accounting firm in the world. And I still hate accounting so much as it is too detailed. Sometimes, I think about the decision which I made. I do not mean to become an accounting student, but I do choose not to become a scientist in biology field. It is still hard to clarify whether my decision is good or not; however, being able to make decision in life is also good enough.

When I saw the film “Rango”, there is one sentence which I like best: “no one can escape from its own story”. The gecko wants to go away; however, he will realize that he is not able to go out of his own destiny. I believe that there are some moments which are more important than most the time of our life. They might be our decision time or just happen as they should. Even though we have to make decisions in life, the results may not be our expectation. Moreover, sometimes things just happen and we have to cope with it. After all, those moments can wholly change our life in a way we cannot even dream of. When we were young, we cannot know for sure who we will become in the future. We were dreaming of being heroes, knights, astronauts or else. Then, when we grow up, the reality comes as we are the happy, the sorrow, the rich, the poor, winner, failure, or a combination of those. When we will be going to die in some point of time in the future, we look back and there is a completed picture of self. We may say to ourselves “if only” to some incidents in life; however, we should “let bygones be bygones” as no one is able to change its past. But it is still good for us to sometimes think about those moments: the moments which change our life.

P.S. Then what happened to us if there was no power-cut that day; and I did not sms you to continue the talk, TNST?

A meatologist Even in the urban dictionary (@...

Thu, 05 May 2011 23:18:00 +0700

A meatologist

Even in the urban dictionary (@ urbandictionary.com), I did not find the description of this word. Talking about this dictionary, I did find the full explanation of shitologist when we give that nick name for Mr. Hoang Shit (He will be angry today if you call him “shit”, so be careful :D). However, urban dictionary or shit is not the topic for this piece of writing, it’s about one of my best friends’ - Huy’s philosophy.

When we were @ “his own café” some weeks ago, Huy was extremely interested in the philosophy which can be summarized as follow: the one who eats meat will be huger, more beautiful and stronger than the one who does not. He gives us several supporting ideas. For instance, meat-eating animals (carnivore) are almost bigger, stronger and more beautiful than the grass-eating ones (herbivore) such as tiger, lion and so on. And even we the human beings are not exception. The westerners are bigger, taller and more civilized than Asian where most people eat rices and grow rice in the past. Then he insists that we should eat meats as much as we can.

Of course I love meat (any kind of meat lol) then I agree with him to some certain extents. So I give him the new nick name: The Meatologist or Nhà Thịt Học (or Nhà Xôi Thịt Học) hahaha.

Update @ 05/11/2011: when i share this entry to his gf, i find out that when we argue that there are some very big herbivore such as hippopotamus (?), elephant or something else. He insists that despite their huge body, they look stupid and ugly :D. I said to him that elephant is quite ok and good looking. He might argue that it is exceptional and there are some abnormal in a even distribution (that’s my own words inspired with his thought :D. I don’t think that he now can remember anything related to statistics and so do I lol).

As if it is mine :P

Sun, 01 May 2011 16:18:09 +0700

As if it is mine :P

Sometimes I wonder what is the meaning of life. Trying so hard...

Tue, 12 Apr 2011 02:08:49 +0700

Sometimes I wonder what is the meaning of life. Trying so hard to escape from our hometown, to get a small piece of land in a crowded and dirty city, to get a house without garden. And have to be extremely smart to own a house with garden which is regarded as a villa. A villa with small garage and garden to grow some plants and vegetable when we are retired. We can easily have a house with good view, a large garden where we can plant whatever we want, a lake if we want to have a lake-viewed house, a field for the running dog and so forth. I just wonder what is the point…

It is not a caption. It is a piece of writing about SHE. I am on...

Tue, 12 Apr 2011 00:23:36 +0700

It is not a caption. It is a piece of writing about SHE.
I am on the way to my hometown, to visit my daddy and uncle. And I am looking at this picture to see my love’s fingers. Lovely fingers which I do not dare to chew or bite (like she does :P).
My girl, I love you…

My Dinh car park

Mon, 11 Apr 2011 22:47:34 +0700

My Dinh car park

8900 back cover

Fri, 08 Apr 2011 20:27:37 +0700

8900 back cover

Photo

Thu, 07 Apr 2011 17:05:36 +0700

Cái này gọi là tủ để tivi. Xấu k đỡ được :)

Wed, 06 Apr 2011 04:49:07 +0700

Cái này gọi là tủ để tivi. Xấu k đỡ được :)

Many big and nice cafe’

Tue, 05 Apr 2011 13:27:31 +0700

Many big and nice cafe’

Photo

Tue, 05 Apr 2011 12:53:16 +0700

@ hotel

Tue, 05 Apr 2011 12:48:31 +0700

@ hotel

Thru the sunset

Tue, 05 Apr 2011 12:42:57 +0700

Thru the sunset

Ota

Tue, 05 Apr 2011 12:36:28 +0700

Ota

On the air

Tue, 05 Apr 2011 12:30:52 +0700

On the air

There is nothing better than starting this blog with my...

Sat, 19 Mar 2011 19:59:00 +0700

There is nothing better than starting this blog with my love’s photo. She hates that photo so much as it defaces her :). No, I don’t think so. I like this photo so much. It’s cool, isn’t it?

Love is something special and hard to explain clearly. It is like a coincidence when two people meet and fall into one another :D. She and I felt into the same situation. We know each other for quite a long time. And she knows me quite well.

We chat, we blog, we contact on facebook but we never even say hello at school where we sometimes meet. And once upon a time, we feel that we need to meet in person. Then we love. Quickly.

It’s like in a rainy day, I phoned her after a meeting @ school and find that she is very near, just besides me.

TNST, you make me happy those days.