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My iMac – Confessions of an Apple Aficionado

25/07/2009

I have been so busy lately and will be even super busy in the upcoming week. 2 test and 2 assignment submission for next week! Major insanity.

Anyways, last thursday July 16, 2009. Yes it’s been about more than a week, my iMac arrived! It’s like finally!

This is the specification of my iMac,

  • 24″ Glossy Display
  • 2.93GHz Intel Core 2 Duo
  • 4GB 1066 MHz DDR3 SD RAM
  • 640GB Serial ATA Hard Drive
  • ATI Radeon HD 4850 512 MB
  • Apple Mighty Mouse & Keyboard

And of course it comes with iLife, MAC OS X and so on and so forth. I can’t wait for Snow Leopard to be out! I got another offer, Snow leopard for 9USD only! This machine runs blazing fast. Comparing to my Macbook, 2.4GHz and 4GB RAM. It’s way better even though the specification is nearly the same.

It cost about $3050 all in all. It’s a gift from my parents for doing well in school! Hopefully i can still do well in school.. I’m finding this semester difficult.. I don’t wanna disappoint them. Anyways, since it was a gift i had to somewhat take advantage of the opportunity given. I specifically configured mine at the Apple Store,Yes i know you get more for what you pay for like any other computer like DELL, HP but it’s not a mac, I got the most expensive graphics card that money can buy for the iMac. Yes, I know I’m such as asshole. But i play games at times too! Speaking of games, i so love Left 4 Dead and i can’t wait for Left 4 Dead 2 is be out. I’m digressing.

Nevertheless, my iMac is so heavy. The exact weight is 11.5 kg. I had a hard time carrying it alone into my room after it got delivered. Let the pictures do the talking!

Hugely written. ‘Assembled in China.” – Finely printed at the bottom.

It’s thin and have 2 USB ports and yet it’s sturdy. It feels heavy.

Totally loving it.

My macbook and loads of wires on my desk.

It’s not that glossy. It still has a plastic warp around it.

What? Only one wire? The power cord only? Sucks to be you, Windoze Users. Well.. unless you’re using a windows laptop then you win me LOL. I still have the Keyboard and mouse wire.

Pretty much, everything in my room is white..

The slit where you actually push in the CD or DVD.

And then my skin arrived for my ipod touch. I got this plaid design which is somewhat close to Burberry’s design.

And it also comes with a matching wallpaper! I paid $13 only for it. Cheap or what huh? I’m so in love with the design. And i absolutely love my gorgeous iMac.


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Another example why society is fucked up

22/07/2009

I might be wrong but this is what i have noticed.

I have been very open about makeup. Yes i like makeup. Makeup is somewhat my hobby. Do i want to be a makeup artist? No i do not. It’s a hobby.

Other then that, I’m also open about me, wearing makeup. I don’t wear anything out of norm. All i wear is foundation and finishing dust and some mint color corrector to erase redness.

Do i wear eyeshadows?

No.

Do i wear eyeliner?

No. In any case, there’s plenty of guys wearing eyeliner also known as guyliner.

Do i wear any lip products?

Yes, Neutrogena’s lip balm because we practically sit hours in an air conditioning room and the air gets dry and my lips crack and bleed.

Do i wear feminine kind of clothing?

No.

Do i wear feminine colors?

No. I wear black, top to toe to school almost everyday.

Yes my behavior and liking in certain stuff might not be the same like the others. I don’t like sports. I don’t like listening to rock songs. I prefer Marie Digby or Katy Perry. I like makeup. Though there are some things that are somewhat boy-ish in nature. I like playing games. I like photography. I like technology related stuff pertaining to Apple Inc. That’s all that i can think of at the moment.

My point is that, I’m not some kind of a full blown transexual who totally dedicated to his(?)/her life to feminine stuff.

WHY IS THERE AN IDIOT WHO IS TREATING ME DIFFENTLY?

JUST BECAUSE I’M DIFFERENT?

FOR GOD’S SAKE, I’M PRETTY MUCH NORMAL.

Well that is debatable. My voice is naturally high. What do you expect when i was in Soprano for 4 years in secondary school? I might be gentle but i don’t walk with my hand in that feminine kind of way you know. I am quite soft i usually do not resort to violence.

Guess who is treating me diffrently, a teacher. Yes one of my teachers at school.

You might be wondering, UNBELIEVABLE. PERHAPS, YOU MISUNDERSTOOD THE SITUATION BECAUSE THE TEACHER DIDN’T GIVE YOU SOME LOVE AND DIDN’T ASK YOU STUFF LIKE “OHH NAZRI HOW IS YOUR WORK COMING ALONG?”

Fuck you and fuck that teacher very much. I know what i see.

Yes a teacher who is supposedly a role model for students. On a random sidenote, sometimes i feel like i’m going to school at an ITE instead of polytechnic. The attitude of the students disgust me to the bottomest pit of my stomach.

I am pretty much very mad. This is an unbeliavable. All i can think of at the moment is decapitating that teacher’s head.

I would gladly put the teacher’s name here but some other teacher know my blog and i don’t feel like i want to create a fiasco out of this like lastime with the Sherine Wong case.

Incase some of you don’t know, there was a teacher named Sherine Wong in my secondary school and i wrote that i don’t like her on my blog ONLY. No insults. Just a sentence that i don’t like her. She found my blog. Report my blog to the principal, disciplinary master, counsellor.

She thinks i’m a teenager filled with angst. *Roll eyes* Hence the counsellor. I didn’t get any punishment because i did nothing wrong.

//Insider’s Secret.

She got mad that i didn’t got punished and she went up to the principal asking for punishment for me but the principal can’t because as i mentioned before, i did NOTHING wrong. I merely wrote my opinion that i hate her.

Anyways, the entire school knew about the situation and i was in the limelight for a week or so.  They made me remove that blog entry and i was sent for counselling. That is the LOL part of it. I still have the that particular entry somewhere on my spare hard disk just that i don’t have a computer to hook it up. And the other ‘punishment’ was that, they made me sign a contract stating, I shall not write about my secondary school teachers anymore on my blog until i am graduated. YES THAT IS ANOTHER ‘LOL’ Part.

You see the drama i went through? *roll eyes*

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My iPod Touch

14/07/2009

Yes, it’s an iPod Touch, not an iTouch, an iPod Touch. Get it in your head.

It arrived this morning as i was getting ready for school.

You might be wondering, why on earth did i get an iPod Touch when i already have an iPhone?

Incase you ignorant people didn’t know, Apple is currently having a student promotion. Every mac you buy entitles you up to $365 of rebate for any of the iPods. My mother bought me the iMac that cost $3,000! Yes that is a lot of money but I’m sure it’s well spent. Besides, it’s a gift, I’ll definitely make a post about it when it arrives on the 20th of July.

Macs are for people to flourish their creativity. You suck if you don’t have a Mac. (Obviously this is debatable.)

The iPod Touch cost about $388. I basically had to pay another $28 to get an iPod Touch. It is an irresistible offer.

I don’t need an iPod Touch. I might sell it or give it to my mum since she’s the best. Or i might be able to find some use for it. In any case, i HAD to open the iPod Touch to get the UPC so that i can receive the rebate.

The first thing i noticed when i touched it was that I felt a magical sensation as my fingers glide through the multi-touch glass screen effortlessly. I had to moan through the roof and my neighbor threw their cat at me.

Okay enough, i was just kidding.

I noticed that it was about two times thinner than my iPhone. All of a sudden i felt my iPhone can be use as a brick to smash people to death.

The iPhone on the left.

With flash.

Without flash.

Stack on each other. The iPhone is at the bottom.


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Scariest nightmare ever.

4/07/2009

Have you guys watched Harper’s Island on Channel 5?

Anyways, it’s more or less about people on an island and they get killed one by one by an unknown killer.

Basically, my dream or should i say, nightmare is something like that.

No kidding.

Apparently i went to the island with a group of friends for a vacation and there was other tourists there too but generally it wasn’t a crowded place. It’s like suddenly people were dying and the population on that island started to decrease slowly.

I could hear a friend of mine shouting run for your life there’s a massacre going on. Blood splattered everywhere. Surely enough, she just drop dead in front of me. In an desperate attempt, i ran around checking people’s pulse in hopes that i find someone alive and we could get help.

I was running around in this hotel lobby and apparently it was dead silence and everyone is dead. To my horror, i was the last one to stay alive. Yes I’m alive. Everyone is dead. Everyone on the island is dead. It’s me and the killer now. I could see the security guard dead on his little checking of baggage area. There’s no one to help me. I’m alone. I’m alone on this island. There is no one for me to contact to ask for help. There’s no point making long distance calls since it will take quite some time for help to arrive.

I ran to my room. On the way running to my room, i met this old man who was on the ground with crutches and his name was Professor Ohto. He was still breathing but badly hurt. Momentarily i felt a ray of hope shining on me but it vanished when he told me to leave him alone. Out of a sudden, there was a tunnel or like a cave to escape. I was pleading him to escape with me and find a safe haven! But he refuse.

I could hear someone going up the stairs. I quickly run into my room and locked the door. While i was in my room, i swing open the door of the wardrobe and started scribbling a message inside using my makeup in an desperate attempt hoping someone will find this message and make the killer suffer.

“His name is Okto Kasher, he is from USA.

Mum, Dad I’m really sorry.”

And i stood there thinking about my death while ‘he’ started breaking the door open.

And i woke up. I refused to go back to sleep. It was really nightmarish. I didn’t know why i didn’t enter into the cave. I know that the cave was dark, dirty, moist and I’m a little bit scared of being in the dark.

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