Whole world knows that I’m addicted to new gadget - new Blackberry Gemini. Blackberry, most people like it, although some are less inclined to admit it. currently, I use my Blackberry so much, that sometimes my computer goes untouched for days. This is because I can essentially do everything I needed my computer to do from my Blackberry... I can browse, read and send emails, check cinema site, etc. etc. As a matter of fact, it had been so long since I last actually used my computer that I didn’t even know that I had some virus action on it from some torrent I must of downloaded way back when. Ops!
So to find out just *exactly* how much I used my Blackberry, I downloaded an app from Early Sail called “I Love Blackberry” It’s available for an OTA install here: http://download.earlysail.com/i_love_blackberry/ It runs in the background and tracks how much you use your Blackberry. I ran it for exactly 7 days to see what happened. Here’s the results:
Daily Average
Total: 72 Times for 2h 44m 8sWork Hours: 34 Times for 52m 0sNights and Weekends: 38 Times for 1h 52m 8s
Weekly Average
Total: 246 Times for 8h 4m 17sWork Hours: 170 Times for 4h 20m 2sNights and Weekends: 76 Times for 3h 44m 15s
This should be rock-solid proof that I’m addicted, and should sober me up a bit. I remember telling someone that “Now, I can’t live without my Blackberry because of emails,” in which he responded that “that is sad.” I agreed with him, but that exchange still didn’t make me change my habits. This is for a multitude of reasons. For one, as mentioned above, my Blackberry *is my damn computer*. I use it in place of everything on do on my desktop computer. And this is of importance, since everything I do–from managing daily routines, to reading news, and to communicating with friends and family–is accomplished on the computer. Next, there’s the simple fact that a Blackberry is still a damn cell phone.
Finally, blackberry is a toy. Once you have it, you’re going to use it, just like anything else fun and dynamic. Again, blackberry can be anything you want it to be. Just a phone? Done. Phone and email machine? Done. Super ultra mega social networking machine? Done. Your life on the go? ya ya done.
While I’m not going to wear my blackberry usage as a badge of honor (although this post would seem to indicate that I’m doing just that), I’m not going to deny that I’m a new addicted user. And I’m OK with that. That only further validates me shameless usage. So yeah, I’m a geekberry addict. As if I didn’t already know that.
Monday, September 7, 2009
Sunday, September 6, 2009
Yuck!
Am I going to get shouted down for this one, no they do! Dont be so silly, mines not like that.
Well its all about mens toilets most times I notice men don't often wash their hands or if they do its a quick tikle under the tap.
On Sunday I was in "M" hospital and in a cubical, the man in the next cubical was having a massive expolsion it sounded bad, anyway he sounded like he used seven rolls of papper came out picked his nose and left with out washing his hands at all, yuck! They spit chewing gum in the urinals its horrible, so so many dont wash hands one was even standing letting go, whilst eating a sandwich, then changed hands yuck!
Wish they could put big signs up saying now WASH those hands!
Well its all about mens toilets most times I notice men don't often wash their hands or if they do its a quick tikle under the tap.
On Sunday I was in "M" hospital and in a cubical, the man in the next cubical was having a massive expolsion it sounded bad, anyway he sounded like he used seven rolls of papper came out picked his nose and left with out washing his hands at all, yuck! They spit chewing gum in the urinals its horrible, so so many dont wash hands one was even standing letting go, whilst eating a sandwich, then changed hands yuck!
Wish they could put big signs up saying now WASH those hands!
Saturday, September 5, 2009
My Pain And I Don't Knowing It
Again, I stumbled upon these quotes, is the pain readily apparent? I hope the authors never attempted to kill themselves after exposing their obvious tendencies toward masochism. The intensity of pain exhibited by words has never caught my attention until these:
“Waiting is painful. Forgetting is painful. But not knowing which to do is the worse kind of suffering.” (From Paolo Coelho!, the book from which this quote was taken from made me decide to stop reading Coelho for a time, too dragging!)
“Pleasure of love lasts but a moment, pain of love lasts a lifetime.” (My simple comment, is it really love?? Or rejection that pains you the most?)
“Many of us spend our whole lives running from feeling with the mistaken belief that you cannot bear the pain. But you have already borne the pain. What you have not done is feel all you are beyond the pain.” (My simple comment, how do you feel you are beyond the pain? pain reliever overload? or decide to meditate the pain away? I don’t know which of the two works... looking the answer from myself)
Next Question: Truth...
“Waiting is painful. Forgetting is painful. But not knowing which to do is the worse kind of suffering.” (From Paolo Coelho!, the book from which this quote was taken from made me decide to stop reading Coelho for a time, too dragging!)
“Pleasure of love lasts but a moment, pain of love lasts a lifetime.” (My simple comment, is it really love?? Or rejection that pains you the most?)
“Many of us spend our whole lives running from feeling with the mistaken belief that you cannot bear the pain. But you have already borne the pain. What you have not done is feel all you are beyond the pain.” (My simple comment, how do you feel you are beyond the pain? pain reliever overload? or decide to meditate the pain away? I don’t know which of the two works... looking the answer from myself)
Next Question: Truth...
37 Years in Reality
I know...My birthday transpired without much fanfare. Around 20 people greeted me through sms and some calls. At that time, I was at my girlfriend's home, hadn't slept a wink the night before.
Several years ago, I fancy dreaming of myself to be a highly successful individual by the time I'll reach 35. I will already be a top class executive, will have my own fancy car, white house with picket fence and a tiled, colored roof, starting a family perhaps with a stable career to boot. At 37, none of that has been realized. I couldn't even afford my dream Apple that I have been eyeing for months. Mundane realities occupy most of my waking time -- the need to work for a measly sum to earn a decent living. Life hasn't offer absolutes for me. I am just dancing with the rhythm of life's offerings that come my way. there are a lot of frustrations, of not being able to measure up to anyone's ideals, including my own... my own denial!
At 37, I have been through many episodes, left by people whom I thought will spend the rest of their lives with me in fantasy world, found frustrations over not getting the job that I want. Then there are plus points too, I found someone that I believed she is my missing part. I learned how to bolt out of a failed relationship. I found myself in a rat race, not really understanding what I am competing for and with whom. A reciprocated passionate love also came my way, which I could only hope will forever stay. Somehow, my mum constantly tells me that I am just doing good with whatever it is that I have right now. But I am racing against time, my step sister, included. My step sister assures me that nothing is wrong with me. but then again, how can other people say such a thing? Must I believe that I am fine? or must I believe anything at all?
Several years ago, I fancy dreaming of myself to be a highly successful individual by the time I'll reach 35. I will already be a top class executive, will have my own fancy car, white house with picket fence and a tiled, colored roof, starting a family perhaps with a stable career to boot. At 37, none of that has been realized. I couldn't even afford my dream Apple that I have been eyeing for months. Mundane realities occupy most of my waking time -- the need to work for a measly sum to earn a decent living. Life hasn't offer absolutes for me. I am just dancing with the rhythm of life's offerings that come my way. there are a lot of frustrations, of not being able to measure up to anyone's ideals, including my own... my own denial!
At 37, I have been through many episodes, left by people whom I thought will spend the rest of their lives with me in fantasy world, found frustrations over not getting the job that I want. Then there are plus points too, I found someone that I believed she is my missing part. I learned how to bolt out of a failed relationship. I found myself in a rat race, not really understanding what I am competing for and with whom. A reciprocated passionate love also came my way, which I could only hope will forever stay. Somehow, my mum constantly tells me that I am just doing good with whatever it is that I have right now. But I am racing against time, my step sister, included. My step sister assures me that nothing is wrong with me. but then again, how can other people say such a thing? Must I believe that I am fine? or must I believe anything at all?
Thursday, September 3, 2009
All About Twitter
I wrote something about Facebook and related social networking community before, now I have my thought about Twitter. Somehow, I wake up in the morning, whats my first thought? “I GOTTA GET MORE FRIENDS”
Who lives like this? These people really completely miss the value in twitter. Popularity is not an indication of quality, check out this search for “followers” on Summize, its seems to be everyone’s biggest worry and I just don’t get it.We now have the usual Social networking whores advising us on programs to get to 10,000 followers in 30 days, can it be done? Yes, absolutely but you will have built up a community of 10,0000 idiots just like you...
Your twitter stream is a community of friends, why would you infect it with this bullshit, would you do this in real life?
I am positive you wouldn’t.Take for example the famous twitter purge of spammers this week, where people lost 100’s of followers or practically 10% of their friends, I lost slightly over .01% and I had to even check that using some numbers tool.
I never watch numbers, I watch content, I like what friends do and what they recommend to me.... which is none... Thats Twitter’s value to me.
Next Question: Whats Twitter’s value to you? are you a number jockey?
Who lives like this? These people really completely miss the value in twitter. Popularity is not an indication of quality, check out this search for “followers” on Summize, its seems to be everyone’s biggest worry and I just don’t get it.We now have the usual Social networking whores advising us on programs to get to 10,000 followers in 30 days, can it be done? Yes, absolutely but you will have built up a community of 10,0000 idiots just like you...
Your twitter stream is a community of friends, why would you infect it with this bullshit, would you do this in real life?
I am positive you wouldn’t.Take for example the famous twitter purge of spammers this week, where people lost 100’s of followers or practically 10% of their friends, I lost slightly over .01% and I had to even check that using some numbers tool.
I never watch numbers, I watch content, I like what friends do and what they recommend to me.... which is none... Thats Twitter’s value to me.
Next Question: Whats Twitter’s value to you? are you a number jockey?
Wednesday, September 2, 2009
My Mirror
There is a quote says that every man has his secret sorrows which the world knows not; and often times we call a man cold when he is only sad... is it true?
In my mine, one of the challenges of new era generation is that I have access to lifestyle models and opportunities all over the world. I’ve got an abundance of choices available to me, and this can lead to being overwhelmed and a habit of questioning whatever I have and wondering whether the grass is greener on the other side. And of course I still have social pressure from my families and peers who place their expectations on me. I’m dealing with more opportunities and demands than ever before - it’s no wonder I get a little unsure of what I want!
Idea of doing what I love is of no use to me, if I’m unsure what I want and love. And nobody else can tell me what I love - the whole point of doing what I love is that I’m doing what I love, rather than the things other people tell me should love. But while I can’t learn what I love from other people, I can learn how to meet my true self and discover what I love for myself. There are lots of ways to discover what I love, and one of the most unexpected routes to discovering what I love is through my fear in past.
Next question: How to face it?
In my mine, one of the challenges of new era generation is that I have access to lifestyle models and opportunities all over the world. I’ve got an abundance of choices available to me, and this can lead to being overwhelmed and a habit of questioning whatever I have and wondering whether the grass is greener on the other side. And of course I still have social pressure from my families and peers who place their expectations on me. I’m dealing with more opportunities and demands than ever before - it’s no wonder I get a little unsure of what I want!
Idea of doing what I love is of no use to me, if I’m unsure what I want and love. And nobody else can tell me what I love - the whole point of doing what I love is that I’m doing what I love, rather than the things other people tell me should love. But while I can’t learn what I love from other people, I can learn how to meet my true self and discover what I love for myself. There are lots of ways to discover what I love, and one of the most unexpected routes to discovering what I love is through my fear in past.
Next question: How to face it?
Tuesday, September 1, 2009
Words
Gloomy felling often pinching me to write something nasty. Its easy to get irate on the internet as well. Why do words have value? Why should someone saying something charged, if they don't mean in that way, matter? The common usage of the word in such a manner is really not that old, and currently the meanings are linked. Thats why I did it, after all.Now, for me the important thing about controlling words is actually about growing up. I understand that language is often changing, and perhaps in 30 years time it will be acceptable to use the term "nigger or native or etc" as merely expressing friendship for all races. Clearly, I am not there yet, and to claim otherwise is utterly disgenous.The thing is about language is it rarely hurts us to stop using certain words; in theory I can head to lunacy by making too many words taboo, but most stories related about not being able to say common sense words are exaggerated stories. Its not too hard, if I am honest, to see which words are charged and which are not, and I can make a conscious effort to stop saying those that are.
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