Sony Cybershot Skinny T DSC-T77...drool

YESSSSSSSS!!!!!! I'VE GOT A NEEEEWWW CAMEEERAAAA!!!! TADAAAA!!!!! *no picture available sorry...* but this is the model:

http://a.img-dpreview.com/news/0808/Sony/T77_Colors.jpg

I got the pink one.

Well yeah...I know...PINK!?!?!

butbutbut...it kinda looks purple...cuz there's a purple design skin on it...so it looks more purplish than pink.

Still can't believe I own a camera. A super-fancy camera, that is. Hohoho...still feel SO FREAKING DAMN LUCKY!!

Oh wait, I forgot to mention, won it by entering my graffiti skin design to the competition held in conjunction with the launch of the Sony Cybershot Skinny T DSC-T77...so got consolation...YAY!!

I still feel real lucky, cuz on the day when I was supposed to hand in the entry, fuyoh...that day was really 'sui' man...

So I was supposed to hand in the entry on Thursday, by 10 pm. I finished the design on Tuesday after staying back in college, but didn't really want to print it then since I wanted to touch up a bit at home. Since the next day was a public holiday, I went to ask the printing shop people whether they opened on that day. They said they didn't. So I asked them what time the opened on Thursday, since all I needed to do was to print it. 'Sap sap sui' only right...They said they opened by 9.

OK!!...NO PROBELEMO...got an hour to print...more than enough time...laaa...

Wednesday: Relax...

Thursday, 9.00 am: I went to the printing shop there, to ask whether I could print. They said go ahead.

Whoops...forgot to mention...'Kak, nak print A3'...

'A3?? A3 printer rosak laa...'

Me: *holy crappy shittimoly...*HAH?

Kak: Ye...tak tau lah...kena tunggu bos datang...tengok boleh tak...

Me: Bila bos datang?

Kak: Erm...kira pukul 10 macam tu lah...

Me: *holllllyyyyy*Oh. Ada tak shop lain boleh print?

Kak: Er...ada...kat public bank sana...dia punya signboard ada tu punya 'doubleA' punya sign...

Me: Oh...k lah...tengoklah nanti...datang jumpa bos nanti.

So I went crying to the lec explaining my circumstances. Well not crying lah...more like 'aiyayayayayaya!!! what to dooooo?!?!'

Lec (Queenie): Ooo... ask them to print in bigger size, then cut them up in A3 size then... If you can't, you can send in later, but latest by TODAY. Oki?

Me: *goes running to the printing shop again, only to have the Kak say to me that she doesn't know how to operate the bigger printers, since the boss usually operates them...*

Then I met up with Siau Wei, and we went to ask this other shop whether they could. They said yup, but our eyes went O.O when we found out the price was 5 ringgit apiece...the other shop only selling for 2 ringgit... So we decided to wait till the boss arrived, take our chances, since we had to hand it in by the end of the day.

Then while Siau Wei went to buy CD, I tried out the printing shop again to see if the boss arrived yet. Kat was there as well, so might as well wait with her. Ngam ngam while walking up the steps, the boss was right behind.

Me: Eh, can print A3?? *puppy eyes*

Low Pan: A3 arh... See first whether printer working or not...

*Switches on his Mac, did a few clicking around*

Low Pan: Come...bring your pen drive...

Me: *blurrrr* (too kan-cheong liaoz)

Then when I got what he meant, Kat swoops in and hands him her thumb-drive.

Me: *grrr* (next time must be more kiasu)

So Kat's printed out nicely, colour abit off, but who cares at a moment like this?

Then when my turn came...

BLOODY MOTHER FATHER BROTHER SISTER PAPER GOT STUCK!?!?!

Sui.

So me and Siau Wei were out of options (there were other classmates who entered as well, but they were still doing theirs) we went to the extremely expensive printing shop that sold A3 printing 2 1/2 times that of the other shop.

Only to be told that the printer was our of order. Technician now working on it, it'll be done by 'tengahari'.

...Are the dark planets and moons in those 'once-in-444 years' positions in outer space?

What now?

Well...I ate.



...WHILE thinking of Plan J. By then it was time for Marketing Management, so I went. Lalala... then thought of trying out the 'doubleA' signboard shop during break.

Break was 40 minutes long, my food took 25 minutes to come, 5 minutes to eat. hehe... Then decided the shop was too far to take my chances, and made the last minute decision to print on A4 and paste in on A3 size papers. So I printed them at last, but ended up late for Marketing.

Then later when I finally handed them in, I found out later in Art&Design Fundamentals that... my design in jpeg format was in the wrong size.

WHAAAAT!?! I reached a critical point there, whether to let it go and don't care about it anymore, or to go all out to correct it. Well, I've come this far, might as well go all out.

So I went to tarik balik the entries (handed in two) and replaced the file with the proper adjustments.

Handed it back. Now it's done. Over.

Days later I got an sms telling me to send in an Adobe Illustrator CS2 version of the design through email. Well I did that, thinking that well, must have some problems with my jpeg, maybe they wanted to take a closer look or something.

Then later at sculpture my lec told me and my classmate we were shortlisted.

Cool.

Days later at Marketing I got a call, saying I won a prize.

Super cool.

Then I checked later, found out it was the new camera.

UBER COOL.




so yeah. got a new camera. yipee...but can't help feeling that all the fanciness was wasted on a girl-who-does-not-appreciate-fanciness like me.

Owh, and we were to receive the prize at the launching, and there were this bunch of people lining up. Found out the were lining up to buy the camera. Early birds get it cheap, From 8 ringgit to 888 ringgit. They've been lining up since Thursday. Wow. Gee, I wonder what's it like. My mom said those people prob have no jobs. I'm busy figuring out how they went to the bathroom. And they prob didn't bath for 3 days. Ew.

But yay...didn't have to line up, yet got it for freeeeee... me love freeeeeee... was told the market price was RM1298...or sumthing

YAY! over and outta here!

LOOK OUT! It's spiderman...

found this on youtube...

Staring blankly ahead, just making my way through the crowd...

I read Kenny Sia's blog the other day about the Ahmad Ismail issue, so far-nee...lol

YES!!! I just handed in my !@#$%^&* (times 100) marketing management assignment, and now it's DONE!!!

Bravo. (aiyah...it's just 10% assesment only...no biggie) BUT 10% can make A LOT OF DIFFERENCE when you're a lousy study person like me. That's why I can't count on exams to boost up my marks. And I really really want that 'A'. Okok...'A' in marketing is a bit like saying 'I want to train my dog to be able to do doggy-stunts like stand up on her hind legs and shake hands and run in circles when I tell her to'...all talk, no action.

Ok...there IS an itsy bitsy teeny weeny bit of action...just...not enough. I KNOW I'm more capable than what I'm currently able to do, just that I'm so bloody lazy, that's all.

But seriously, I'm aiming for either 'A' or at least a 'B+' in ALL my subjects, because I know I can, and also because I'm turning a bit kiasu lah. I don't want to have a lesser result when I KNOW I should be able to do better.

And I just realised that I've spelt Northern wrongly (I spelt Northen). I was reading the main title and thought that the spelling 'Northen' looked...weird. After 594674169794364 times of reading it, I just realised it NOW. Greats. This just shows how much I really pay attention. And how much I suck at spelling. Bleeeh...

Ah k, have to go and search for examples of graffiti. Have to show Ms Queenie the design on MONDAY!!. Deng. La.

TaTa.

ENOUGH!!!

...I'm really sick of this. Day by day, month by month, I look at the papers and read about some politician dissing some other politician, parties dissing other parties and the all too familiar news about corruption.

Then there's that comment from Ahmad Ismail labelling Chinese as immigrants.

WTF?!?!

Hell, mister, THIS IS OUR COUNTRY AS MUCH AS IT IS YOURS.

We fought the same fight for independence your people did 51 years ago.

It's sickening to think that after 51 years of independence, and 100++ years of living together we still cannot get along.

FOR GOD'S SAKE, RACE IS NOTHING BUT SKIN COLOR!!!

It's crazy to think that we are being categorized as Malay, Chinese, Indian, etc etc., when we are all citizens of EARTH, and countries are just lands with borders. Every citizen of Earth should have the same rights, whether they are Malay, Chinese, Indian, American, African, etc etc.

GROW UP PEOPLE!!! Start to realise that we are all the same, and thus should be treated with equal rights. Forget schools that educate only Malays, Chinese, Indian or wtv, and only have school that educates EVERYONE TOGETHER. If you want to learn your mother tongue, take a language course or something. Of course, there are 'Sekolah Kebangsaan's that educate all, but there still are Chinese and Tamil schools that just promote racial segregation, even though it's unintentional. After all, the reason the British introduced the concept of separate schools for different races was to avoid the people from uniting against them. So since their rule is over, why are those school still there? It's also a big hassle, since those from Chinese and Tamil schools have a hard time if they are not used to Bahasa Malaysia (or is it Bahasa Melayu now?) as the language has poor emphasize in such schools.

Forget any race-basis rules, whether in work, school or anywhere else.

But seriously, when are people going to grow up and realise that we are all the same, even though our ancestor's country of origin isn't Malaysia. But most of us now were born here, raised and brought up with nasi lemak and rendang and roti canais.

In all honesty, I love Malaysia. I was born here. I was raised here. I grew up here. And even though I aspire to travel around the world and live somewhere else, Malaysia will always be my home. So it pains me when the country I love so much is being divided by such an insignificant matter. When will people realise that race is just a skin colour? A Chinese born in the US could be a banana, not understanding a word of chinese and prefers cheeseburgers over noodle soup. An English could be born in Malaysia, and grow up loving durians and prefers nasi lemak ayam over lamb chop. We're all the same, so why are we divided by something that we are born with and have no choice over? We can't decide our race...it's our heritage, passed down from mother to child.

I realise that racism is created, not born with. Babies aren't racist. To them, every other person they see is just as different as the other. They don't judge people by skin colour. Take a good look at kindergartens and day care centres and you'll see all the children playing together, unbiased by race. It's only as we grow older that influences from racial political parties and racist parents that we become racist ourselves. If we take away those, and treat everyone equally, no one will be racist, because there is nothing to fight about.

Forget special rights, those should only be reserved for people with disabilities like OKU, and even they work hard to get to the top.

If you want to get to the top, work your ass off for it, just like everyone else. Don't depend on special rights that existed just because your ancestors arrived in Tanah Melayu before ours did. This isn't just your land...IT'S OURS. For what it's worth, our ancestors time is OVER. Geddit? OVER. It's time to stop living off the past and start working together towards the future. When Malaysia was formed, Chinese and Indians (as well as other races) were already long settled in Tanah Melayu, and we reserved the right to be called MALAYSIANS, not immigrants.

So please, stop bullshitting about this race stuff. Stop it. Enough. We're all Malaysians. Let's work together to build a brighter future for Malaysia and our children. United we stand, divided we fall.

This isn't directed at all Malays, just the racist ones, like Ahmad. And not only that, but people from other races as well, who seem to think that it's alright to insult other races. It's not. And I say that because I know that Malays are also being racially verbally abused by non-Malays. So to racists, STFU or get the hell outta my country.

And finally, I read from Dr. M's web that when a Malay leader made a racist remark, he is expected to apologize, but when people from other races made racist remarks, like the 'Negarakuku' guy, the leaders are not expected to apologize.

Tun, I have great respect from you, but pleeeeaaase lah, the 'Negarakuku' guy wasn't a LEADER. He was just some guy who wanted to get a lil youtube attention. But Ahmad Ismail was a party LEADER, and for such a man who is supposed to set an example to other people, it's wrong to say such remarks. How can Malaysia be in harmony when it's leaders are racist? It's sickening to think that a leader in a country full of various races could made a disgusting remark like that. How can he set a good example?

As a last note, everyone in Malaysia, regardless whether you're Malay or Chinese or wtv...stop being racists and work together to build Malaysia. Other countries already view us as a country with racial disharmony, wouldn't you like nothing better than to prove them wrong? That just because THEY can't solve their racial crisis, doesn't mean that we can't?

And if any of my comments offend, I'm sorry, but they are not meant to offend. Crap, I just remembered about ISA...hoho, I hope I don't get into trouble...

I tried to be chill but you're so hot that I melted

Laaa, went outing on 31 August, actually wrote a blog on that but I was dumb and closed the window when my mom took over the comp. I forgot that I was still writing on it, haihz...all the ramblings are now gone.

But anyway, it was Quinton's bday celebration, so the outing was a bimbo+Quinton+Tiam Loong event at 1u. I (and the rest of the gang) were kinda looking forward to seeing the rest of the 5 Ang gang but in the end only bimbos could make it. Aih, nevermind, bimbos can make my day anytime...

We ate at Pizza Hut since HL got addicted to their cheese flakes after last week's outing. Haha, no complains there, cheese flakes are heaven. Then chatted a lot about random stuff (as always). Thing about bimbos is...there is never one of those quiet awkward moments where everyone just sits on the table wondering what to talk about. There's always someone that will start come random topic that will launch a hyper convo. Haha, then HL suddenly went 'hey kenny watch this' and dipped her lips into a spoonful of cheese flakes so that she got a cheesy moustache!! Lol...haha...then she talked me into doing it so I did it as well (the audience was bigger though, because everyone at the table was watching me after hearing me laugh at HL). We asked LA to do it too, but before we could get a good look she go hide her face pulak...sportingnya...

So after draining Pizza Hut of Pepsi and cheese flakes, we headed for the cinemas. Q was really kind treating us tickets to watch Babylon AD, but gotta say lor...the movie was kind of bleeeeeh. The action scenes were pretty cool, typical people with machine guns shooting at other people, people kicking other people's ass (Michelle Yeoh really kicked ass man...)and people dying here and there, as well as a [Vin Diesel*MAN BOOBS!!!* on snowbike with a gun] vs [plane with lots of firepower and bazookas shooting at him (think his char's name is thoorop)] scene. It ended with Thoorop winning of course, by shooting at the plane's bombs and exploding it. Really unrealistic, if you ask me, but then again...it is an action movie.

But pretty cool action scenes aside (incomparable to The Dark Knight though), the movie makes no sense. Seriously. The first thing that I thought after the movie ended was 'WTF???'. I get the whole save the girl who has some special power thingy about her, but I don't get what IS she. (owh wait, I just read on wiki that she's carrying twins that have the potential to be Messiahs, wow...reading a 60-word passage on the movie's premise told me more than watching the whole freakin movie...NOW I get it). Call me slow, but I like it when things are explained to me in movies, because unlike books or DVDs, I can't refer back to a scene and try to make sense of it. Hancock was better than this. Not many action sequences, but a least it made sense.

Then after that, the guys went to play pool while the gals sat at the coffetable and chatted. Later then we split up and bimbos-abi (who chao-ed so fast, just say bye then poof! chao edi. Big difference from last week's outing where we spent probably half-an-hour saying goodbye, haha)...went outside and hanged out. Took a look at a photography pameran inside for abit, then went to watch Wall-E *droolssss* Lol, in the cinema I heard this sound like *brrapp* and I looked at the direction of the sound and saw a guy sitting beside HL putting his ass back onto the chair. So obviously the first thing that came to my mind was that that guy farted. Then I looked at HL to tell her and saw her staring at me with the 'look', and we burst out laughing. Haha, let this be a lesson to people, farting in the cinema is not as oblivious as you might think. Anyway, Wall-E was really really good, it was just the right mix of humour, cuteness, robot romance and 'awww'ness. Even though the robots practically didn't have a vocabulary of more than 10 words, you can really feel the emotions as well as watching any other actor. Wall-E was SOOOO CUTE, felt like hugging him *awwwwww*

nyahnyahnyah...