There was once my lecturer (IT lecturer) told us, "Technology is bullshit", and a long story supporting this statement (will include the story in my next blog, it’s late now…), and telling us "technology" is just a kind of disease that cannot be cured. So if this statement is proven to be true, then are technologists the "germ carriers" or "infectors"?

I doubt ’bout this statement. Today I’ve all my experience captured using my aunt Motorola V3 phone. Digital camera built into a phone is the revolution of technology, point no.1. Too bad, my hp is lousy enough, no infrared, no bluetooth, no usb port etc etc, so there’s no way for me to transfer any data into the phone. Thanks to Personal Digital Assistant (PDA), I can store those photo into it before transferring to my laptop, point no.2. No cable, how am I gonna transfer? Another revolution of technology, an improvement of communication, "Bluetooth" saves my day. All I need to do is to establish a connection and then get the photos transfered, point no.3.

3 solid points supporting my point of view, "technology" is not crap. "Technology" changes everything…anything else. Before that I was thinking to become a coolie after I graduated (after knowing technology is bullshit…) instead of technologist, but now once again I’m doubt ’bout my decision, I’m blurred, I’m confused and I’m lost.

What should I do?

Gonna move house today…Oops, this statement sounds ambiguous, let me make myself clear. In fact I’m not movin’ to another place, but juz helpin’ my aunt out cuz she’s shiftin’ from PJ to Bkt Damansara. Met her at 12 noon.

(though i volunteer myself, but obviously my intention is not being a coolie, but juz to get a good meal for myself..more on this later)

Yeah, it’s time for my long awaited lunch. Should be goin’ to Victoria Station, but she complained that it’s overrated, not worthwhile so went to a cafe named "Hot Chocolat" (pls, it’s not my spellin’ error but indeed the name is ‘chocolat’, without the ‘e’, so strange). It’s ok if you nvr heard of the name, cuz its location is kinda obscure, somewhere in the middle of a housing estate (wondering who on earth will go thr…). But I been there before, and it’s ’bout 3 years ago when I was stayin’ in that housing area during my diploma.

My lunch was quite heavy, firstly I ordered a mushroom soup as appetizer. Kinda special, no bowl is needed, and the soup is inside a big bun. can’t get what i mean? take a look at it…

Appetizer itself costs RM10.00 (OMG…). Tastes ok and the presentation is remarkable (well, i’m not advertisin’ for it anyway…), but worth trying. Then my main course was lamb chop (very common) and had a glass of iced mocca. y i chose that instead of other beverages? cuz the name is "Chocolat Temptation", in fact I was juz tempted by the word temptation=þ It’s nothing more than a scoop of ice-cream floating on top cold mocca.

It took me slightly more than an hour before I could finish everything, really full. It was a brilliant decision, "do work before eating", and the reason is crystal clear, I felt sleepy right after the lunch. Luckily finished moving all the stuff, so the leftover jobs would be connecting the electrical appliances and adjusting them.

I found something interesting in my aunt’s new place. There’s a baby grand in the living room! I juz can’t stand to play around with it. Hesitate ’bout this statement? Dun believe what I said? Juz look at the evidence:

This photo is taken by a Motorola camera phone, and it’s not superimposed. Really enjoy playing the piano…

Do I look like a pianist? Are you sure of your answer?

It’s three something in the midnite rite now, I’m extremely sleep but yet I still feel like sharing this to all of us. Juz a short post anyway.

hmm…yesterday nite I manage to chat with my "poor" friend I mentioned in my last post, then I start praising his hairstyle again and again before I gradually asked him what happened when he went home on Sat. This is what i was told…phew…

"The moment I stepped home, my mum stared at me for a few seconds, then started to ask ‘What is this?’. Obviously she’s not really comfortable with my new hairstyle and thus I turned to my dad, seeking for help. Surprisingly, he gazed at me for quite some time, then began to ask…."

"Who are you?"

ROFL……hahahahahaha……..LOL……..

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what else can i expect for a weekend? ha, but today went with my friends for lunch. unexpectedly, during lunch time one of my friend got enticed by the other to have a nice haircut. His style was kinda "good boy" and his hairstyle is quite plain.

I went in to the salon with him, asking the hairdresser to "design" a nice look for him. i was sitting there reading mags while waiting, waiting…waiting..waiting…then out of a sudden my friend approach me and say, "die la…die la…" i was so curious and look up.

Phew…cool man. juz couldn’t believe it, it look so fantastic. juz dunno how to describe but it’s kinda different. then i ask, "why die?". He explained to me that he never have such hairstyle before, dunno what response will his parents give him when he’s back…LOL…

Feel a bit bad cuz spoilt his "original" look, but we did it purposely…what a devil in us..haha…