Mainstream media in Malaysia is a joke
I spent about 2 hours on the Internet yesterday scouring around for news about the Bersih rally that went on in Malaysia, most of what I found were from twitter. Stories of the rally started pouring out and everyone was elated and believed that we have reached somewhere in the negotiations for a cleaner election in the future. I was all smiles when I went to bed last night.
But the good news didn’t hold for long. As I read the newspaper the next morning, I was more than appalled by the different version of events that were being played out on the front pages of our local newspapers. I switched on our local news channels and they too spouted lies and deceptions. Frustrated is probably a correct word.
There are a few conspiracy theories going around and I am rounding up the facts leading up to this Bersih event 2011.
Chain of events
1 ) The entire downtown Kuala Lumpur was on lockdown from the wee hours of Saturday all the way up till Sunday morning
2 ) The government at first promised to allow the calm protest to be held at Stadium Merdeka
3 ) Then the same government reneged on their promise stating Bersih was illegal
4 ) 91 members of the Bersih committee were banned from entering the Kuala Lumpur central district
5 ) The Yang di Pertuan Agung (our King) came out and tried to ease the tension between the two groups (namely the government and Bersih) and all seemed well until the government again reneged on their promise
6 ) According to newspaper reporters around 10,000 people turned up for the event (government says there were 5,000 and the Bersih organizers are claiming 50,000).
7 ) Tear gas and water canons were fired on rally-goers even though the FRU or PDRM were unprovoked
8 ) All businesses were forced to close shop when the protest turned into stampedes of people running for cover
9 ) FRU unit shot tear gas into Tung Shin hospital at Pudu severely jeopardizing the safety of the people inside
10) People were beaten into submission by the police and taken into lockup
11) A total of 1,667 people were taken into the police station for questioning
12) Opposition leader, Anwar Ibrahim, was hurt in the event
The government has now come out and said that this is all a ruse by the opposition to gain a firmer standing before the next election. And to a certain degree I do agree with what Najib said. It is true. But what is truer is that if the government had not reacted the way they did by clamping down on this rally, it would have passed without event. If anything did go wrong during the rally, and tensions flared, it was the coalition to be blamed. However, by clamping down on this peaceful rally, they had come to a contention point with the Rakyat (people), and they might just find that it is enough to tip the scales out of their favor.
The protest “will have long-term consequences for Najib because there will be a blowback – a lot of people thought we were past authoritarian methods,” said James Chin, a political science professor at the Malaysian campus of Australia’s Monash University, speaking before the demonstrations kicked off. If the authorities had allowed the protest to go ahead without interference, it likely would have passed without major incident, he said. “It is a stupid thing they overreacted” and tried to block it, he said.
-extracted from Wall Street Journal-
The difference in between the reports from overseas journalists and local media is seriously appalling. There are no reports on how the people succeeded in making the government succumb to their rues. But instead we see pictures of where the public are doing all the things wrong. But the Malaysian government should know something, the one thing you cannot hide from these days are smartphones. They ARE called smartphones for a reason. There have been dozens of youtube videos uploaded and thousands of pictures on Facebook depicting the sequence of events surrounding the 2 hours of confrontation between the people of Malaysia and it’s long time oppressor – the government.
Most moving picture
All these videos and pictures tell a different side of the story. No longer are the mass public going to believe whatever you say on television or on newspapers? We will trust our fellow countrymen – with our own eyes we will tell the truth from the lies. And, mark my words, that is when you fall backwards into your web of lies and get consumed by them – WHOLE.
09.07.2011 – The making of history in Malaysia
Never before in the history of Malaysia has the government (I think) felt so threatened by the opposition and it’s people. It has been a long time since the last lockdown on the Kuala Lumpur city centre occurred. To be exact it was on May 13th 1969 when racial riots broke out in Malaysia that curfew was introduced and a state of emergency was declared. During that time my father experienced fear like none other as a different ethnic background could spell disaster. He was not allowed near any of the Malay kampungs (Malay villages) and of course not to play with his friends.
Today however there is no curfew, no racial divide. Today Malaysians of all ethnic backgrounds stand together as we stand divided against the evil killing Malaysia – the Malaysian Government. This uproar of unjust is a call to arms in the form of Bersih 2.0. People have come from all over the country to gather in Kuala Lumpur for this history making event, where Malaysians call for 8 requests.
1 ) Clean the electoral roll
2 ) Reform a postal ballot
3 ) Use of inedible ink
4 ) Minimum 21 days campaign period
5 ) Free and fair access to media
6 ) Strengthen public institutions
7 ) Stop corruption
8 ) Stop dirty politics
I think it is about time Malaysians rise to challenge this corrupt government we have. When I was still in college, I used to be proud of Malaysia. It was a place I called home and it was the age where Mahathir ruled. But it seemed like everything has only gone downhill from then. Chinese used to be able to get projects in the government sector, but now with the latest policies, only Malay owned companies are allowed to even participate in tenders for the government. It is not publicly advertised but I have yet to hear of one where the Chinese won any tender regardless of how much cheaper or more qualified they were for the task. Since I came back I have heard of so many corrupt cases where tenders could have been fulfilled at half the price but was given to those with less experience. That’s where all our tax payer’s money went.
Also with all the dirty politics playing out on screen. Seriously, doesn’t anyone find it a total disgrace when other countries see us on news about how our politicians were caught on sex tape and publicly humiliated. Even my Aussie friends asked me whether the news were true. I felt the utmost shame when I had to admit the truth of their words. The country I once called my homeland – it’s reputation tarnished beyond repair.
With this new age of Malaysians however I see something changing. Patriotism is building, even amongst those overseas. Mass rallies were held throughout Australia (namely Melbourne, Sydney, Brisbane and Perth), New Zealand and so on. Bersih 2.0 has really been a wakeup call for all Malaysians who still wish to call this our home. I know the challenges ahead but I am charging on because I believe that what we do today will change Malaysia’s history for good. Through this exercise we have learned how afraid our government is of it’s people. Since the early hours of Friday, road blocks and road closures have been enforced throughout the Kuala Lumpur city centre. No one was entering nor leaving the city without being checked. These roadblocks all caused major problems for businesses operating within the Kuala Lumpur central district. The government has even put the arms forces on standby. Even though they do not admit it, but several sightings of army trucks loaded with personnel are not invisible. The bigger the web of lies grow, the worse it is for our government.
Malaysians have now seen for themselves the degree of paranoia and lack of principled leadership that seems to have gripped the government. It is thus all the more imperative that patriotic Malaysians rise now and take this stand together to save Malaysia from slipping further into this insane darkness.
Since the beginning of Bersih 2.0, we have witnessed nothing but the utmost bravery and commitment to peace and justice demonstrated by ordinary Malaysians from every walk of life. Inspired by this example, the Bersih 2.0 leadership reiterates our own unyielding commitment to our shared cause, and to being at Stadium Merdeka at 2pm tomorrow. We will meet at the carpark, and trust that the doors will be opened for us.
This is Malaysia’s single most important defining moment in recent history, and we are fully confident that the rakyat will heed the call to safeguard the principles Malaysia was founded on and together ensure that we pass down to our children a nation that is just, democratic and united in love for one another.
-extracted from bersih.org-
Many of my friends are taking to the streets today and heading towards Stadium Merdeka. I wish I could be there, but the fear of riots happening outweighs my patriotism, for that I am expressing my dissatisfaction here on my blog. I have thought long and hard about whether or not to return to Australia as I truly enjoy the freedom of speech and the anti corrupt nature of her people. Where when you at wrong and caught by the police, you just meekly accept your fine. Whereas here in Malaysia you can just bribe the police and off you go again. When my friends visit Malaysia, they will be stunned when I turn into no-entry lanes or go against traffic. But to us living in Kuala Lumpur it is the norm. If you don’t overtake a car on your way to work, you are sure to be late for work. Because everyone does so, and we have a corrupt government. Up from the top till the tiny little toe.
I think Malaysians are sick of it and here we stand united against the forces of evil (the government) hoping to make history. I will pray for safety and pray for a new beginning!! God bless…
Recollecting Japan after the quake
It has been an awfully long time since my last post and several things have happened to warrant a post.
In this year alone I have traveled to many places. First to Taiwan in February, Japan in March, then Singapore in May and now Indonesia this weekend.
The journeys I took made me realize that nothing is definite. You can plan all you want, but when the world decides to deliver you a curve ball you just have to make sure you are ready to face it head on. In Japan for instance, I traveled there with a huge gang. We were a group of 10, and those who have had this experience knows how hard it gets when you reach a crossroad and you have to make a decision. But we adapted. Accidents happened and we too just went with the flow and took it in stride. But when the earthquake and entailing tsunami broke out, we were less than prepared.
3.15p.m. – I was taken by surprise. I remember the moment vividly. I was on the train from Yokohama to Shin-Yokohama, expecting to see the Ramen Museum. We were barely out of the station when the train came to an abrupt stop. I was sitting down then so I wasn’t too phased. Then the earthquake started. It was really strong, although I have nothing to compare it to. The train rocked on its axes and we could see the power lines swaying from side to side. The most amazing thing of all was that everyone in the train were so calm and collected. I was the only one thinking WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?!? Seriously it was quite scary, but it’s the human physique. When I saw calmness, I started to relax. After nearly 1 minute of shaking, the train finally rested on its heels, and I breathed a sigh of relief.
3.17p.m. – There were a whole bunch of school kids playing away on their PSPs or Nintendo DSs, and they didn’t even stop. Then the announcement broke the air. I thanked the Gods that I had taken up Japanese previously and at least could understand bits and pieces of the announcement. Not fully but at least I got the idea. So it went along the lines of, we have just experienced an earthquake and we are now waiting for further instruction from the government agency as to whether it is safe to continue our journey. After the announcement, just like that everyone returned to their previous activities. I saw an old couple standing there waiting, so I just stood up and gave them my seat. Another middle aged lady did the same. We smiled at each other and quickly got acquainted.
5.00p.m. – We were chatting, me in my broken Japanese and English and she in her broken English and Japanese combo, when the aftershock hit. It was very strong for an aftershock, according to that lady, whom I forgot to catch her name. It happened several times throughout the 1 and a half hours we were stuck in the train. It was until then were we allowed to get out of the train and walk back to the station. By then it was drizzling a little and I was starting to run through options in my head. What was I going to do? I was stuck in the middle of Yokohama, some 35 km away from my hostel which was at Asakusa. It was really a very scary thought. And worst of all I was all alone and spoke what was left of my high school Japanese language. Damn.
The only photo I snapped while walking back to the Sakuragicho Station
5.15p.m. – I followed the lady back to the train station 桜木町駅（神奈川） and we both went to the toilet to relieve ourselves first. It was crazy at the station as many people were trying to get to public phones the mobile phone service was out. SMS service was still running but I think that so many people were trying to do so it clogged up the whole network. The middle aged lady then went in search of a taxi, but since I was on a budget (Japan taxis are well known for their notorious pricing) so I went down to try and catch a bus. I was at a loss, without a map or any internet connection of any sort I was completely on my own. I felt like crying but I knew that would bring me no where. So I prevailed and pushed on. I saw a guy dressed in a suit with a briefcase, everything on him looked okay so I thought he would be safe as a guide. I went up to him and tried to ask him how to get back to Asakusa, and I was lucky enough that he said he was going that way as well.
5.30 p.m. – Later I found out that he was a lawyer and his name is Masahira-san. He was very nice. At first I saw that he was freezing so I gave up one of my warmer packs for him as we were waiting for the bus. He was very very grateful. We waited and waited and it was slowly becoming nightfall, and cars were piling up on the road. We talked about all sorts of things, but because of the language barrier it became close to impossible to maintain conversation. In between, I kept trying to send sms to my other friends who were supposed to be at Disney Sea and Disneyland. I knew that Japan’s Disney land was built on reclaim land so I was quite worried since it might cause a sink in. They managed to sms me to say that they were fine, but I just couldn’t manage to send anything out.
6.00p.m. – After an hour at the bus stop, an officer from the train station came to inform us that there were no buses in service. Seriously after we have lined up for so long in the cold, and battling the winds only they decide to tell us. Great. Just great. We then walked up to the station to confirm the status of the trains, only to learn that the trains were going to be out of service till the next morning. I was going through all this in my head, calculating. 35km means 8 hours of walk non stop from where I was. The only way to contact the rest was to get back to the hostel. So there was nothing to it but to walk. Masahira-san looked at me and said, 35kms are you up for it? I said, well I don’t think we have any other choice, and sleeping in the train station was definitely not one of them.
6.15p.m. – So we began our trek. Many others were walking alongside us so it wasn’t too bad. It actually brought back memories of when I was back in Brisbane and there was a huge accident at Coronation Drive and caused the entire West side traffic to come to a standstill. So we walked. First we tried to find a convenience store because we needed juice in Masahira-san’s iPhone so that we can have a map to use (Google again saved us with Google-maps). We looked through 5 convenience stores, but all the battery packs were out. Yes, it was like the end of the world and it felt like so. Many areas were blacked out and the only source of light was of the headlights of cars on the road. I was actually starving by then but all the convenience stores were packed to the brim with people it was not logical to stop. I began munching on the Almond Tofu flavored Kit Kats that I bought specially for Aunty Nancy. But oh well, I am sure she will understand.
7.15p.m. – We walked non stop for about an hour before coming to a 7-11 on the opposite side of the road. I grabbed 2 bottles of Pocari-Sweat, 2 hotdogs, and 2 packets of chocolate bars, just for energy sustenance. 35kms was a long way off. We had only managed to make 5km mark after an hour. 6 more hours to go!! My legs were killing me, but there was nothing else but to just charge on. We both devoured a hotdog each and continued on our way.
On the way we passed by a bike shop, and I think the owners would be swimming in cash the next morning, like Scrooge, as I remember seeing only 3-4 bikes left on sale. Needless to say those were etremeely expensive models. We passed by restaurants where some people decided to stop for a meal first before continuing on their endless trek. I remember smelling the enticing flavors of KFC and all sorts of fast food eateries as we passed them by. Oh how good they smelled. Heavenly…
8.15p.m. – 2 hours on and we have finally reached the 10km mark. I was quite proud of myself as we passed many people along the way. Not only just women in high heels (I was again quite happy that I was in my Nike), middle aged people heaving for breath, parents with young kids, and so on… It was very chilling to see, but at the same time I saw the warmth of the Japanese, how much they were willing to help each other in the face of adversity. 7-11 was giving out free food, and drinks, some people were sharing drinks while walking, even strangers were passing around chocolate bars. It was very heart warming. I felt very safe and secure amidst all the chaos around. I still remember keeping track of the van next to me. It kept pace with us. We overtook him and he overtook us. It was a good marker to keep me in the game. I knew that if I kept pace with the van that I wasn’t falling behind. I strode along, wincing at every step along the way but there was nothing more that can be done. I had to push on. Masahira-san was about 175cm tall, so his stride was obviously much bigger than mine. Trying to keep pace with him was hard, and I had to slow jog at some points just to keep up. By the two and a half hour mark, Masahira-san was impressed. He asked me whether I trained in any sports. I said no but I did go to the gym few times a week to keep fit. He gave me two thumbs up. I was beaming with happiness.
9.00 p.m. – We reached the double bridges and boy was the wind blowing. It was so strong that I felt chills run down my spine, and I was already in my big coat. Masahira-san was only in his suit. I pity him. There were uphills and there were downhills, the pavements were uneven at spots and while I was trying to maintain motivated my brain was telling me to stop. It was quite hard to maintain the determination to go on. But I prevailed.
9.30 p.m. – It was almost pitch black by then and the only illuminations came from the headlamps of oncoming cars. It was a pity my camera battery was running flat. But then again I doubt I would have energy to take any photos for that matter.
Masahira Yukifumi san's namecard
10.00 p.m. – We finally reached Nishimagome Station 西馬込駅 (The last station on the Toei line). By then, every place we stopped at my legs would cramp up and my back felt like it was being contorted. It felt horrible. Masahira-san went and asked the train master whether there were any train lines open and to my utter delight the train straight back to my hostel area was open!! OMG… U would not believe how happy I felt then and there!! As the trains were going at a slow pace to avoid derailment due to uncountable amounts of aftershock, we waited for a good 15 minutes before one turned up (I know that many of us in Malaysia would say 15 minutes is nothing, but for Japanese standards it was quite something). And because we were the first few at the station, I actually got a seat, which I regretted later on. I quickly got Masahira-san’s name card in case I forgot his name, he got off at 3 stations before I did, and we bid our final goodbyes. I wish I had taken a picture with him. Just to remember him as my savior for that eventful day.
11.00p.m. – I heard on the announcement that the Asakusa line was now open. Meaning that I wouldn’t have to walk from the Asakusabashi station (some 2kms away) back to my hostel. So I quickly jumped train at Ginza station and walked as fast as I could (I would have run if I could as the crowds were getting denser by the moment), to try to get onto the Asakusa line. By that time all trains were free. Although all the Japanese there were still touching there cards on the machines with a confused look on their face when it didn’t go ‘bleep’. I couldn’t understand the hurried rattling of the announcement, so I quickly grabbed a person at the station and they told me that the trains on the Asakusa line were stopped again!!! The lady at the Ginza station was from the tourist agency, so she spoke English, she was so nice to provide me with a Tokyo map and highlighted the route I needed to take to get back to my hostel. That’s what I call the human spirit. But Damn. Now I have to go and line up again for the Toei line to Asakusa bashi station. No~~~
11.20p.m. – Finally reach Asakusabashi station 浅草橋駅 and I can seriously feel my jelly legs. And my back really felt like it was going to break. I never knew that my back played such an important role while one is walking long distance. Certainly do now. Got off the train and walked. Everyone was walking in the same direction, but I was limping a little by then. After taking a rest, I think the lactic acids in my legs were starting to take effect and I could feel the ground as if I were not wearing shoes. Any protruding element, rock or pavement, I could feel on the soles of my feet. And again I thanked the Gods I was not in some third world country. I walked another half an hour before reaching the hostel. On the way I found a 7-11 and tried to get some more food before I passed out. All the bread and drinks were gone. I had to settle for instant cup soups. By that time I think I was dehydrated (although I had downed two bottles of 500ml Pocari Sweat) and also a bit motion sick. But I managed to get back to the hostel.
12 a.m. March 12 – I finally reach the hostel. I was full of hopes thinking that the whole battalion would be waiting for me there and welcoming me home, but little did I know that they had a whole other charade on the other side. I was very disappointed when I didn’t see them in the hallway. In fact the whole common room was so empty it was chilling. Also with the TV in the background blaring out CNN. And I tell you I nearly wanted to sue CNN for broadcasting incorrect information. But that’s another debate altogether.
I went up to the room, and felt another strong aftershock. It was very very scary. So I went back to the common room. Chatted with other people, but at every door opening, my head would turn in anticipation. It wasn’t until some two hours later, almost half a bottle of yoko-yoko and massages later did they walk through those famous hostel doors and I thanked the Gods. Although when I saw only half the gang my heart dropped a beat. But that’s another story altogether.
Please find below the map of the route I took from Sakuragicho station 桜木町駅 all the way to Nishimagome station 西馬込駅 in Tokyo, the longest trek I have ever been on, but one that saved my life.
For a higher resolution version please go to the following link.
To sum it up, I walked a total of 20km. Not bad for an amateur gym goer. It took me 4 hours in total, but not bad considering it was in a disaster situation. I think~~ ^_^
R.I.P. – Sajay Nair
In ushering the new year, I was brought bad news. I was in Indonesia surrounded by family and friends. While unknowingly my dear friend whispered his last goodbye. He was a person with a dream. A person with a heart. Never stopped teasing me, but always managed to keep me smiling. Always the heart of the party. Some might think he was too noisy but he was just trying to lighten the mood up.
Dear Saj,
I still remember the times when you used to call me names. Suzie. Optus-zoo. Suzie-poops. Sue-sue. etc. I always acted as if I was mad, so as to stop you saying that in public, but it made me warm in the heart hearing you call me those names. It made me feel closer to you somehow. Made me feel as if we were somehow connected.
I also recollect the times where you were my manager at work. Those were the fun times. How proud you were when I made my first sale. How you brought me to door after door, practicing what you preach. I was in awe of your charisma and the confidence you displayed. It was like nothing I had ever seen.
I also remember the times where you would treat me to dinner even though you were broke. I would insist on paying but you would insist the same. How you cared about how my brother was doing. Helped me through some real tough times. We spoke for hours on hours at times talking things through, sorting each other’s thoughts. You even forced me to ride on the back of your bike. I was screaming but all you said was “Hold tight and you’ll be fine.” It was a scary ride but also a ride I would never forget.
I spoke often of you to my other friends. Even though you didn’t know them. They know you dearly. How I wish you could have had an impact on them too. Infect them with your cheerful attitude towards life. I knew behind the smile and gung-ho you were the sweetest most gentleman guy I have ever met. You cared about those around you. You made an effort to make everyone happy, even though it sometimes meant that would make you unhappy. I wish somehow I made a difference in your life too.
You were a brother to me when I was at my lowest. Picking me back up on my feet. I am sorry for not being there for you at your last moments. I wished you hadn’t been in Kerala when I went to Brisbane. I wished things were different. I wished I had the chance to say goodbye.
From the bottom of my heart. I love you as a brother. May you rest in peace. And keep everyone up in heaven happy as you did on Earth.
Sue
Best app on the iPhone
The best app on the iPhone is the VLC player.
And the best-est thing on the VLC player is it’s ability to play rmvb files!!!!
O.M.G. I was prepared for it not to work but amazingly it did… A bit jerky but still completely happy with it… How can I not be. Now I can bring my movie collection everywhere with me. Okay, I am now starting to regret why I did not buy the 32 GB version.. Oh well….
GYM!!
Finally can go to gym… Seems like my ankle is a lot better… Well will give it a try in the gym in an hour and we shall see how it turns out… Please get better..
So super in need of exercise. Have been exercise deprived for one whole week… Ok… Let’s go!!!
巾帼枭雄之义海豪情
昨天中终于开始看Tvb的新剧一巾帼枭雄之义海豪情。
言归正传，我这才看了两集的义海豪情就已经热泪盈眶了。值得嘉许的特别是敖嘉年的演出。进入演艺事业才短短的岁月就已经能掌握如此变幻莫测的情绪。真的令我敬佩万分。掌声鼓励！！！
当然不能忘了黎耀祥得人敬佩的表演，这次定能突破从前。其实这次我最大的期望全放在黄浩然身上。自从仁心解码之后我就以对他改观。而且他在「碧血盐枭」所主演的二少爷让我感动的要死。。。 哭死我了。处事低调的他也非常的讨人喜欢。
最值得一提的不过是添叔！他的远见实在令人不的不敬佩。总括来讲，我非常这套戏的高潮迭起、动人心旋的情节。 希望我这次没有走漏眼。=)
Windows Mobile Hater
- Windows
From being a pro-Windows person to a Windows Mobile hater is quite a drastic change.
I used to use Windows operating system for everything. Be it work or play, however after my horrific experience with the Windows Mobile OS I vow to never ever go to it for anything in the future, even if it is a life and death situation, as I am sure it will screw me over in my last few breaths on Earth!! I am that serious!!!
And GarminAsus is a freaking failure!!! I don’t even care if it bears the word GARMIN. I am pissed off at it and that’s a fact. Seriously, you would think if you download software from www.asus.com under Garmin Asus M10 phones you would get the correct version but can you believe at the end of the download it asks me to then download Microsoft Active Sync. So that’s what I did. Trust me when I say I was still very patient at this point.
After downloading the Microsoft Active Sync, it says that if you install this your Windows might not be able to start properly. At this time I am a little less patient. So I went and checked on the web and found that Microsoft Active Sync is not compatible with Windows 7 instead I have to download Windows Mobile Device Center.
By this point I was beyond caring so i clicked on the link to go to the download. However Microsoft then asked me to download a validation software. Ugh… Fine, downloaded it entered the freaking password then went to run the M10 firmware update. Okay, this is where it stopped being user friendly, it says I have to stop every single thing I am doing, close every program and then only the stupid installation process would continue. Fine, did that and the final screen said that “There is something wrong with your installation please set your phone language to the same language as this installation process. ARGH~~~ It is in f**king English man!!! WTH is your problem!!!
In the end I seriously gave up. But by some miracle by the name of Adrian, he had done it before so apparently I had downloaded the wrong version. So for any “Software Updates” you are supposed to go to garminasus.com and not asus.com. How stupid is that? I don’t know, call me a nut job but I am pissed out of my mind at the moment. And the Windows Mobile experience is so not sitting well with me. It sucks!!!!!!!!!!
iPhone 4.0
Woohoo… Finally I am the proud owner of an iPhone 4.0. Very very excited… Still excited until now…
In the span of a few days I have scavenged all out to find all the apps that might be useful for me. So far I have been using MSN, Skype and Weibo the most.
Of course not forgetting emails. Awesome stuff.
It’s fragility is not something I am too happy with but still it’s iPhone. Too bad my stupid Wi-fi at home is not working. Or not I would be able to use it to control my computer and everything. But oh well, I don’t even have the time to sit and watch a movie at home so it is so far working out pretty well for me.
Forgot to mention the coolness of the HDR functionality in the iPhone 4.0 camera. Even if you have a bright signboard behind you, it takes a few photos with different exposures and blends it in together. Awesome technology!!!
Anyway, to round up iPhone is worth every penny I paid.
My Latest obsessions
iPhone 4. Seriously, finally I buckle and decide to get an iPhone and then *poof* everywhere I go it is sold out. Seriously… What is going on??? I actually went iPhone 4.0 hunting last weekend to 4 different stores and ended up with nothing… All they could tell me that they were out of stock. Grr… Maybe it’s the overwhelming number of 4s. or it is just simply so popular… Sigh… Actually I fail to understand how a small little gadget like that can rule my freaking life!!! No~~~
微博。。。 It’s the China version of Twitter, extremely addictive, for me, as all the Hong Kong celebs that I have been crazy about are all on there. Since the realization that such a thing existed ( I always thought that China didn’t have FB or Twitter, but apparently they have their own version of these famous social networking sites), I have spent countless hours scouring through pages of artists that I have had a crush on… Damn…. I am so weak…
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