S.I.M.P.L.I.C.I.T.Y

Yesterday was pretty much a hectic, tiring day. Not too much about the boring day, or about studies in school. Instead, we did two Chemistry experiments on that day itself, which was abnormally a lot for just a day.

We managed to partially complete the experiments on that day itself, not to mention we still had to stay back at school to wait for the results. First is the chromatography experiment, pretty much the same as the one did for Biology too. The other one is more on catalyzed reactions, product being some precipitates. The first experiment required us to stay until around 3.00 p.m. for the results, due to the extremely slow process of vaporization of ethanol.

Whoops, not too much on the details. Not like people would like to know what I was doing for the experiments. (Chuckling)

I left the school at around 4.30 p.m. in the evening, which is rare to see me leaving the school at around these time. I used the front gate access, which is somewhat just a little further to walk to the Hang Tuah LRT Station. But, the funny thing is, if you ever take that route to the LRT station, SJK (C) Jalan Davidson, famed for being the first school to be closed due to the spreading of the A(H1N1) influenza virus, is just a stone’s throw away. I do not walk past the school, just extremely close to the school. Just imagine, just take another 10 or 15 steps, eventually you would be in front of SJK (C) Jalan Davidson.

Later that evening, after reaching home and taking a pretty long nap, I start feeling a little uncomfortable, a little fever. You know, like how you would experience just before getting a full-fledged fever. This morning, after waking up for school, the sign of fever seemed to worsen, but not to the extent where I am truly sick. I tend to feel more uncomfortable.

Went to school as usual, my friend, Ayda, after telling her about this, she was reacting to it like, “Oh, H1N1! Holiday 1 minggu! Oh, no, no. Mungkin ini H2N2! Jadi holiday 2 weeks!”

(Chuckling) Since the outbreak of the A(H1N1) influenza pandemic, all of us have been talking about holidays, hoping for someone to get infected so to have the entire school to have holidays. Haha.

At the same time, since several days ago, I have been reading the bestselling book, “The Secret” by Rhonda Byrne. The last time when I first saw this book in a major bookstore many months ago, I was thinking that it was a fiction, plus the excerpt at the backcover was more like that of a fiction.

It was more or less, a self-help book. The book mainly emphasizes on positive thinking, and the power of visualization and more. My remarks, it is a good book, really. Though sometimes I doubt the supreme powers of the Universe in bringing to reality every single positive thinking (which has its own methods too), I have surely learned a great deal of things about everything the book has got to offer.

This book is somewhat similar to another bestselling self-help book I have read, “The Power of Your Subconscious Mind” by Dr. Joseph Murphy. The latter book, is another excellent book that talks about positive thinking, and how these positive thinking can change your life and work miracles.

Also, I am reading the book I have previously bought, the fully updated edition of “The Google Story” by David A. Vise. More like a re-read this time. Oh well.

Will be having dinner with bread soon. Oh well. That is what a sick Woei Jiann would do whenever he falls sick. Haha. Also, I am looking forward to buying some new books in the coming weekend, if I ever get a chance to go out with my parents.

Gotta’ chao for now. See ya’!

In today’s forsaken world, suffering and pain are aplenty. This is a tribute to all the human race around the globe. As inspired by the late Michael Jackson’s hit single, “Heal the World“.

And on that, it is such a saddening news that Michael Jackson died due to sudden cardiac arrest. While the sudden, abrupt cessation of normal blood circulation may be ‘treated early’, it takes only 4 to 5 minutes before the person dies off.

Too bad I am not a big fan of Michael Jackson, admittedly I never really hear any of his songs until just today, except for the single, “Thriller“. Regardless of that, I’d like to pay my fullest respect to the late Michael Jackson, for his excellence and perfection in the entertainment industry. In fact, now I have been listening to some of his songs, awesome, I would say. Too bad I have only just started to enjoy his music after his death.

Oh, on the other circle, I have just created a new Blogger blog. It was in fact, not my initial intention to create one, just that all of a sudden I have this abnormally, crazy thought that the title, “Jiann Squared” came to my thoughts. As you could expect from the word, “squared” itself, it means “to the power of two”.

Thus, you square “Jiann”, or times “Jiann” by two.
And you get, “Jiann Jiann“, which is in fact, how some of my close friends always call me. Yep, it is supposed to be funny.

I have an intention of making that blog a wild, wacko’ one.

Soft and tender.

Let’s start this with a little pinch of softness and some grammes of tenderness.  Which doesn’t mean anything, really. Because I have been really psycho nowadays, like what you people, especially those who are close to me, could expect from a psychotic fella’ like me.

Saddening about this week, I came to realize that our much-respected Pengajian Am teacher, Puan Norhasmah is expected to receive a letter from the Ministry to be transferrered to another school.

In Victoria Institution alone, there are about four Pengajian Am teachers, as of what I knew. Puan Norhasmah, Encik Salahuddin, Encik Sharifuddin, Puan Airine. Four are in fact, quite a lot if compared to any other school that offers Form 6 classes. So, technically and logically speaking, the Ministry may be extracting Pengajian Am teachers from Victoria Institution to be placed in other schools instead, because having four teachers for eight Form 6 classes teaching the same subject is considered a little too much. On the contrary to that, they do not only teach Pengajian Am, but some other subjects in the lower Forms as well.

While I am ranting excessively about Puan Norhasmah being transferred, I cannot accept the fact that any of the other Pengajian Am teachers to be teaching us. Why? Truthfully speaking, among all fours of them, Puan Norhasmah is the best, the most experienced Pengajian Am teacher around, and also the only one who marks students’ homework. Erm, I am not too sure about Encik Salahuddin, though.

And one more thing, of so many teachers in my life, I dare to say that Puan Norhasmah is one of the best and most effective teacher I have ever met. Her teachings are excellent, and she is willing to help us out whenever we ask about doing the Paper 2 questions. Interestingly, whenever she tells us about some factors to consider when doing a Paper 2 question, or perhaps on how to do a question, I can actually understand fully what she said, in addition to some questions I asked that help me with the questions.

While the transfer may not be 100% happening, I am aggressively hoping for Puan Norhasmah to remain in Victoria Institution. Plus, it is mid-year already, and we are just months away from the STPM public examination. We desperately need her. And the government should not ever transfer her (and any Upper Form Six teachers) while we are in the midst of preparing for STPM. That is typical nonsence.

Not to mention when she was telling us about her being transferred soon, I could obviously see her eyes turn red and teary, though she was hiding it. Not only once, but twice.

This is a message to the Ministry of Education.
PUAN NORHASMAH HAS GOT TO STAY IN VICTORIA INSTITUTION.

We need her, simply said.

Well, the title may sound a little odd to you. But then, it has nothing to do with me at all. It was just a title I eventually popped up, giving an in-depth thought about the description of a professionally-taken photo published in the Discovery Channel Magazine. I forgotten which issue was that. And speaking of that, I actually prefer the National Geographic magazine much more than the Discovery Channel one.

Erm, sorry for inputting irrelevant information. Haha, well it is my blog anyway. And I am sure anyone who visits my blog often enough knows that I crap a lot, and expressing every single unnecessary details at the same time.

Oh, I do feel real good that I can study (rather) consistently nowadays, due to the advent of an evolving habit to study everyday. Initially I thought even to study two hours is tough enough, but then it seemed to be rather easy if you have the focus and interest. Hmm, one thing, surely I sound as if I am new when it comes to studying, or as if I have left the world of education for years already. You know, like people who quit studying for years (perhaps to work or whatsoever) and then returning to universities to study again.

Hey, don’t misunderstand. I’m no old dude here. I am still 18 years old now, and I have never paused my studying life as yet.

Anyway, how have you people thrived in the world of endless struggle and pain? Mine have been an interesting one, just this Tuesday getting sounded so aggresively by my parents to put more effort to study everyday.

Though I never like getting sounded for something that I know I have to do, I do see why parents have to do this over and over again. It is for my own good, and honestly speaking, I accept my parents’ scoldings (and whatsoever ‘lectures’ and naggings they have given me) as part of my life. Getting scolded or nagged may be negative, but it shapes your future characteristics (but this also depends on the person himself/herself too).

At times parents tend to say things that are wrong. Or perhaps you could not agree with what your parents say, maybe you knew that specific topic more than your parents, no matter through whatever sources. Rather than to strike head-to-head or having a verbal war with your parents, sometimes it is better to give in. Life is not about winning, or finding out whether who is right and who is wrong. Being human beings ourselves mean being imperfect. There is no such thing as perfection in life. For instance, for something you have done that you may claim it to be perfect, e.g. homework, coursework, occupational duties, other people may look at it as if it is not as good as theirs.

At the same time, no matter how good the work you have done, there’s bound to be some people who can do the same thing better than you, even if you are the smartest, brightest, most intelligent, most hardworking person (and whatever superlatives you could think of) in the world. And spekaing of that as well, superlatives do not apply in reality. There’s no such thing as the most beautiful woman, the smartest student, the most handworking worker, etc.

You are what you are, and never let anything change that.

Love,
Jiann.

Lately I have been inactive, as all of you could have expected at the first place. It’s not like my first, anyway.

Here’s the story behind my inactivity this time. And before that, my previous inactivities are mainly due to lack of things to say, basically because I have no idea on what to blog. This happens to me very, very often.

However, this time is in fact, due to my studies. It was Tuesday night when my parents were lecturing and questioning me about my expected performance for the coming Sijil Tinggi Pelajaran Malaysia (STPM). While I have repetitively know the fact that I am very unprepared (and weak in several subjects), I tend to study after having such thoughts that I would fail the examination or whatsoever. However, the down side is, from that, I would only study for only a few, and then breaking that off to resume what I would do normally. Such things happened to me thousands and thousands of times already.

Computer and the Internet are such an addictive thing, that I can spend more than 10 hours per day on it. I started using the computer when I was very, very young. Say, when I was in Standard 2 or 3, if I am not mistaken. I was immediately drawn to the so-called fantastically-wonderful world of computer and the Internet. The habit of using the computer excessively has been a major part of my childhood as well as my teenage years. Not to mention, now too.

Though it was considerably too much and negative (in terms of the number of hours I use the computer), this is how I have learned so much about everything to do with Windows operating systems, repairing and recovering computers, and anything else technical about computers. I dare to say that being so faithful to computers has made me stand out among the crowds, because I know 99.99% of people I know are less advanced than me when it comes to computer. Of course, do not ever compare me to a programmer, software engineer or anyone else with a computer-related degree. My experiences are all from researching, looking through technical guides, blogs, forums, and more, all through the Internet.

I am not intending to show off or whatsoever, because I do notice that. I’m just trying to be honest here. Despite that, on the negative effect, my studies suffer drastically. I hardly study every day, while spending most of my time reading tech news. If you ask me, I actually do not play any game at all, not even online ones. Maybe except for a few of them, but still I only play very rarely. Anyway, that negative effect is still on me, due to my continuing habit of using the computer excessively.

Until this Tuesday, after being lectured so aggresively, I tend to be able to study. Not in a normal pattern where I study for a few days until the grudge subsides, instead I am beginning to develop the habit to study already. Today is the third consecutive day studying at night for several hours, and it is a good feeling. While I have to aggresively limit my time for computers, I guess I have no choice but to do that for the sake of the coming STPM public examination.

Now I tend to use the computer and surf the Internet after coming back from school, and then studying at night for several hours. I hope I can keep with that, unlike previous attempts of which I always resume my negative habit. And do wish me luck too, I still hope there is time for me to cope with my studies.

Chao! Time to bathe now, and then dinner and study.
Thanks for understanding, anyway.

Just less than an hour ago when I have finally decided and finalized the personalized vanity link for my Facebook profile.

http://www.facebook.com/woei.jiann

Days before that, when the official Facebook blog announced that users can customize their profile link, I have always come to a firm and rapid decision that I am desperate in getting the name, “Jiann“. That has always been what I wanted, it is brief and easy to remember, plus it is somewhat an initial that majority of my friends can recognize.

(Clearing throat) Hey, not to mention, I am like the college’s most eligible, famous bachelor around. Of course everyone can recognize the name, Jiann without a doubt.

Haha. It is true enough, isn’t it?
(Overwhelmingly proud as if I am Zac Efron)

Anyway, when I checked out the page just now, I came to realize that my preferred choice has been taken by another Jiann. And you know what, of course I was feeling real down about it (and when I said that, that means I am excessively dissatisfied about it). Did a check on who got the Jiann initial first, it turned out to be an Australian Jiann, who somewhat looked more like a Chinese to me. Well, I never see any foreigners or Americans or British who actually ever use Jiann as part of their names. Back to business, his name is Jiann Yeoh, and doesn’t it sound a little either very Chinese-ish or Korean-ish.

(Lowering head) Haiz, the poor little Jiann here could not get his own name. How disappointing.

So, without overcoming that sense of frustration and sadness, I went to a name-hunting spree. Not names precisely, more like words. Tried over and over again, many nice and beautiful words that I could think of have already been taken. Words like bliss, passion, serendipity, simplicity, simple, inspire, inpiration, etc. Well, I have to admit that I love these kind of meaningful, beautiful words.

Double the disappointment. (Haiz)

Then I went on finding all sorts of prefixes, to match with my initial. Examples are Jiannie, Jiannology, Jiannism (which I initially so tempted to finalize it), Jiannolicious, Jiannoholic, Jiannation and some more. As you could see, I was trying to be fun and somewhat unusual. While some of them sounded pretty weird themselves, I tend to find them wacky and very informal. Well, because I know being very informal has been a major part of myself. Gave it another (thousands of) rounds of thoughts, I decided not to use them, again, basically because I thought they may be at a disadvantage that I might forget the name if I do not use Facebook that often anymore (maybe after years). It may be so unusual that I may end up not remembering using that specific prefix to pair with my initial.

And again, I went on looking for something cooler. Got stumbled upon the word, “vigilance” somewhere. Checked at Facebook, interestingly it is available. But then again, the word, I thought, may still be a little too unusual (when it comes to writing, as well as my normal usage of words). Thus, it disqualified.

Another random browsing, found an interesting term, “simplr“. An alternative, brief version of simple. Love it, but still of the same case. Failed.

Then, gave it a quick and straightforward thought (added with ten spoons of disappointment), finally came to a state of mind to accepting “woei.jiann” as the finalized link. Though I am still a little very dissatisfied, that one may not be that bad afterall. It is still my official name.

Haha. Alrighty.
Will leave for something else now. (What something, you would think.)

Just minutes ago, the World Health Organization (WHO) has made an official announcement that the swine flu pandemic is now in phase 6.

http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20090611/ap_on_he_me/un_un_swine_flu

In other words, it is the end of world now!
Holy cow! Moo, moo, moo …

Now, honorable people, let us not waste time, and DO ANYTHING YOU WOULD LIKE TO DO BEFORE THE WORLD ENDS!

This morning I have been trying so hard into gaining access to my blog, instead that intention had been a continuous failure. Checked out the support forum of my web hosting provider, they were actually updating the servers while transferring all the accounts. So there had been a little distruption back then, so sorry about that.

But at least it is a good thing hearing that my free web hosting provider is doing a good job of updating and actively administrating the servers.

By the way, as requested by Sylvea Chan (in the chatterbox), I did take my time into writing everything about my grandmother’s 90th birthday celebration. While honestly speaking I do not know why does she care to know what’s going on with my family, I could presume that she is becoming a stalker. (Other than that, I think she thought the event was pretty cool itself, perhaps from how I kept mentioning it previously.)

“Wait a second,” you would ask. Basically a stalker does not ask or request from the victim so that he or she could stalk the victim. Weird, but there’s something pretty special about Sylvea Chan herself. She is indeed a stalker who stalk with the permission of the victim being stalked.

Let’s make it into an example of a scenario. Imagine this. Sylvea wants to stalk you. Thus, through any form of communication (online, e-mail, instant messenging, etc.), she would ask you things like, “Can I stalk you?” and related phrases which also translate to wanting to stalk you.

Like my case here, she asked this instead.

i wanna read ur post about ur gran’s birthday!so cool XD

Without a doubt, the above phrase translates similarly to her interest in stalking what I and my family did during my grandmother’s birthday celebration. They are precisely the same thing, just that the above phrase is twisted in a different manner.

Cool?

Back to the choo-choo train, some people may understand my writing style pretty clearly, especially those who have been close to me during school time, or perhaps visiting my blog pretty frequently. Blogging is somewhat a platform for me to express everything I have got to say, well not every single thing.

When writing essays or related matter in school, things are different compared to how I write here. How I write in school homework as well as in examinations largely depend on the contents (and things I manage to think of) and the topics given. Try giving me an unusual topic, I would end up being ’stuck’ while writing the essay. Time is a factor as well, if you ever limit me (say, one hour for an English essay), I might write a lot or the opposite way, depending if I could think of relevant points or not.

This is what happened to me during the previous Malaysian University English Test (MUET) writing paper. The second question, a free essay is indeed a very general and easy topic. I know I can answer the question, because I do know I have the points scattered  in my brain. The main problem is time, while I have sufficiently an hour to complete it, I did not manage to think of anything much about the given topic (despite knowing the fact that I know these things). It was more like my brain was having a glitch or technical error while processing, thus miserably affecting my performance in conveying my points in the essay. The outcome, I wrote two general ideas (which we are supposed to write three), worse still, both the ideas are way too similar and related.

Well, that was my poor performance for MUET last few weeks. Of course, when it comes to casual writing, or given something to be done with (but without time limit, as in homework which I could bring home and think as much as I want), this way I would write so much better than in a situation where I have got to squeeze my brain juice in a limited time frame.

Of course, if you do notice, some of my posts are in fact very lengthy. Without a doubt, that is particularly due to me having too much to say, and wanting to express them all. At the same time, I admit to spending quite an amount of time when composing a long post. Like my previous post on the imperial dinner, I spent more than an hour for that, really.

(Laughing)

Haha. Seriously, I do knot know why do I have the mood to talk about all these in this post. Weird, huh? Indeed.

It was a bright and shiny Saturday, dated the 6th June 2009. The glaring sunshine was enveloped in an entirely blue sky, signifying a beautiful day. Okay, okay, I am not going to speak too flowerily, not to mention the previous two flowery sentences were of great failures in attempting to write a beautiful piece of essay. Haha.

By the way, I woke up at about 9.00 a.m. in the morning that day. In fact, we were all supposed to be in my grandmother’s house for the tea ceremony at around 7 to 8 morning. Hey, I was not late. It was my parents’ decision to go later, because my father and mother always assume that others will definitely come later. Well, that is one thing about my parents, where they always they are always the earliest of them all. Oh well.

Note: If you are wondering to which grandmother am I talking about, I am actually talking about the Yee family. Or in other words, my mother’s side family.

We arrived at grandmother’s house in Bukit Jelutong at about 11.00 p.m. nearing afternoon. At least this time other relatives proved that my parents were wrong. All the the other relatives were already there since 8 or 9 in the morning, and my parents were obviously dumbfounded by that. Haha. Anyway, being a tea ceremony, everyone was to serve tea for grandma, since it was specially held for my grandmother’s 90th birthday. Of course, by the time we were there in Bukit Jelutong, everyone else had done so, except for my family (and one more too, actually). So, we waited for grandma who was not in vision when we were there, so to prepare and to serve tea (”zham chah”) for grandma. We continued staying in the house until about 3.00 p.m. for a while of resting before the formal dinner.

Of course, the first thing I did when in home was to select my preferred formal wear, a light yellowish Valentino Rudy collar shirt (interestingly, with mother-of-pearl buttons) paired with a formal NiC (or Nicole) black long pant, and then passing them to my house maid to have them ironed. Then, as usual of a piggy like me, I went to bed for some nap. Later I woke up at 6.00 p.m. evening, only to find out that I was already a little late, thus having to speed things up. Slightly later after that, I rushed downstairs looking for a suitable shoe to wear, and was instead asked to wear a newly-bought Timberland black leather shoe.

Oh, speaking of the dinner, it was a very formal dinner. My father drove us to the Bangsar Shopping Centre (BSC), which obviously looks high-class from its exterior. The exterior of the shopping complex is somewhat similar to the Starhill Gallery and The Pavilion, you know, the all-glass and beautifully designed exterior. Of course, if you compare the interior designs, BSC proves to be quite high-class itself, though not as high-class as that in Starhill Gallery. And one thing too, BSC has this impressive all-glass lift, which actually can be seen from the outside too. Personally speaking, I still prefer 1 Utama more than any other shopping complexes.

The interior of the Bangsar Shopping Centre.

HOUSE + Co, a home living & lifestyle store on the 3rd floor of Bangsar Shopping Centre.

From the side view of the HOUSE + Co store.

Anyway, quit talking about the architecture already. My father parked the car into the parking lot, and then we all walked to the restaurant. Generally while I was walking, I was looking around at the same time. Beautiful place, I have to say. I was later further impressed by the super-cool glassy lift, and even more when on the third floor. The third floor has only two shops (from what I could notice) and also the ambient lightings, as well as how the entire place looks like. Truly a high-class environment.

Grand Imperial Restaurant

The name of the restaurant is the Grand Imperial Restaurant. Its name may sound grand enough, but I have to admit the exterior and interior of the restaurant are not as grand as it names itself. It does look (above) averagely beautiful, but it lacks the luxuriation and beauty in a high-class environment like this.

The entrance of the Grand Imperial Restaurant.

I personally have nothing to talk about the formal dinner, actually. Oh, initially I did mention there would be more than 200 people attending, right? On that day itself, I only came to find out that there were about 100+ people there, not as much as what I had initially claimed. Haha.

I was sitting at the table allocated for our family and some of the invited relatives from my father’s side family. The food was generally fine with me, with some of them taste pretty good. Well, my opinion on the food seemed to be the opposite for others in my family, because my parents and brothers had been complaining about the lack of ‘tastiness’ of the food. Of course, I do support their views in certain angles. For instance, high-class or expensive restaurants do not always produce delicious, state-of-the-arts food as what we would always expect from the price we pay. Instead, I can agree that some high-class restaurants charge expensively only because of the exclusivity and their reputable names. Similar to the case here, each table of 10 people is worth about RM 800. In addition to that, the grand dinner organized in collaboration with my grandmother’s 90th birthday in the Grand Imperial Restaurant totalled at an amount of 11 or 12 tables. With that, my mother actually told me that the entire dinner worth more than RM 10 000, if you include the total cost of the gift of a Chinese bowl and chopsticks for each single guest.

The first dish is more of an appetizer. I do not know how to name them myself, all I could tell you is that the appetizers were actually dumplings and those small servings. The next dish is a shark fin soup, where the “shark fin” is not too “shark fin”-like. Regardless of that, the shark fin soup still taste delicious, for me. The next one is roasted duck, came with the thick black sauce. Initially I was avoiding it (because my mother always tell me that eating duck is actually poisonous), but then I was then asked to try it. Of course, I tried and I could not stop eating it. Oh well. The following is a steamed silver catfish (Patin). This one taste real good, really. While the dinner was in fact a only-dishes-but-no-rice dinner, I actually ordered rice to eat alongside with the fish. For me, no dinner could be complete without rice, right? Hehe, at least for this one.

Check out my photo album in Facebook, if you would like to look at some photos taken there.

Soon after that, there were some special events going on there. First of all, Adrian Liao’s father, which we always call as Uncle Liao, gave a speech about the celebration. At the same time, he had a ‘translator’ (which was my cousin actually) helping him to translate his text of speech in English to spoken Cantonese. Haha, the speech was meant to be fun and funny, and of course everyone laughed along.

Then, it was my cousin, Adrian Liao to perform on stage, with his guitar. Not to mention he started learning to play guitar 6 months ago, I think. Well, I could assume it was actually his father’s request that Adrian performed on stage that day. My younger brother, Woei Tung was asked to hold the microphone when Adrian was playing the guitar. Haha, both of them, other than me, are always as close as ever, particularly we did many things together when we were younger. At the same time, Woei Tung and Adrian Liao are both of the same age, while my younger brother is actually a little more elder in terms of the exact birth date.

Later came the dessert, which was a soup-like soup. Erm, I do not know what you call it, but you do see that very often in formal dinner. Oh, before that, we presented flower to grandma and making wishes, one at a time, as a sign of respect and filial piety. Of course, everyone was cracking jokes too, when making wishes for grandma through the microphone. Haha. The birthday cake came slightly later after that. It was a gigantic butter cake covered in thick white cream, and I was told it was worth RM 200+ for the 6 kilogramme cake alone.

That was quite everything about the dinner, really. Not as exciting and grand as what you could have initially expected it to be. Haha. After that, everyone bid their farewell at about 11.00 p.m. at night.

Tada.
(Clap, clap, clap)

Sorry for being missing, honestly speaking I have been lazing all around since returning from my grandmother’s 90th grand birthday celebration. Not to mention, I do have ‘valid’ reason for why I did not blog these few days.

I have been digging through manuals and user guide for the Sony Cyber-shot DSC-H5, particularly on learning how to use all the functionalities in the camera, as well as improving my photography skills. No, it is not a new camera, additionally my father bought that 2 or 3 years ago. The reason to why I started referring to the user guide now is particularly due to my dissatisfaction of how the photographs (taken during the dinner) turned out to be. The place was generally dark, and the photos taken were all poor and unprofessional, which was why I was very unhappy about the photos taken that day.

While that may be a strong reason, I do have intense, genuine interest when it comes to photography. I love photography a lot, however I never consider it as part of my ambition in the future. On the contrary, I treat photography as a hobby, and often enough I do consider myself a photography enthusiast too. Well, there’s still a long way to learning how to handle a camera professionally.

Well, at least it is a good thing that my father has started showing interest in photography as well. That was a result of me being busy with the camera all the time (and not to mention I keep snapping photos with my mother’s Sony Ericsson K810i). Just yesterday or so did he mention that he wanted to ‘invest’ in a digital single-lens reflex (DSLR) camera. Oh, speaking of that, recently my father has been using the term, “invest” very often, instead of the word, “buy”. It is more like my father has subtituted the word, “buy” with “invest” instead. Of course, “to invest” is comparatively different as compared to “to buy”.

Weird and funny thing, huh?

I have been digging through websites about DSLR cameras, reading reviews about some of the latest DSLR cameras, as well as finding out which cameras are top-rated (but cheaper, in terms of affordability). Without a doubt, I am still hunting for a decent DSLR camera, both being top-graded as well as affordable.

Yada, yada, yada.

Whoops, sorry about being off-topic. (Laughing)
Guess I will start a new post instead.