My Country 'Tis Of Thee

I honestly don’t know how some people can truly celebrate Merdeka.

What is there to celebrate about? Mix FM has been saying “Let’s celebrate our country that is free from wars and natural disasters.” Drop me a line in the comment box. And I’ll show you the wars that are waged everyday on Malaysian soil, and that a tsunami is not the only factor that disproves our immunity from “natural disasters.” Just leave your name and email address, and ask for an issue of Merdeka Special, Non-circulated Edition. I’ll be glad to oblige. Free of charge.

I was watching an international movie at Gurney Plaza last night. As I was driving home, the road was jammed with people coming out on bicycles and motorbikes, “celebrating” merdeka. I wonder if they’re really celebrating our country’s independence, or if they’re only making use of this opportunity to indulge in their catharsis. Maybe this why my annoyance is amplified at the whole merdeka thing.

I just seem to feel disgruntled every time this occasion comes around. What is there for me to celebrate? Oh, let’s see… Well, Baskin Robbins is having a discount today…

I’m sure you’re going to hear this speech sooner or later, either in the newspaper, on television, or over the radio: “Apakah itu maksud sebenar merdeka? Merdeka ertinya kebebasan daripada segala jenis jajahan atau taklukan dari semua segi sebagai negara yang berdaulat. Untuk menjadi merdeka dalam erti yang sepenuhnya, kita seharusnya bebas daripada TAKLUKAN MINDA KITA!”

Ok... So, in the spirit of merdeka, I went out and did this:





















Inilah semangat jiwa merdeka!

“Who says we can’t go bald…
Who says it won’t grow back…” – Josh Bon Jovi.

In A Jiffy

Live joyfully with the wife whom you love all the days of your vain life which He has given you under the sun, all your days of vanity; for that is your portion in life, and in the labour which you perform under the sun (Ecclesiastes 9:9).






There are two things that are in common in all of Adam Sandler’s movies. 1, they are usually no-brainers. 2, they have raunchy humour.

But I find Click exceptional. Yes, it still has raunchy humour. But it’s not a no-brainer. It’s quite a contemplative movie.

The character that Adam Sandler plays finds himself a universal remote control, with which he can replay, pause, skip chapters, or fast-forward his life. Therefore, he uses it to fast-forward away all the parts of his life that he doesn’t like.

I’m sure we can easily identify with all these things in life that we would rather do without: An argument with your wife. An uncomfortable situation with somebody that you wish you can get over with as quickly as possible. A traffic jam that you wish you can escape from. A chore that takes almost forever to complete. A family reunion dinner that you dread so much. A long, hard wait for a promotion. An illness that you wish would go away in an instant.

With the powers that came with the universal remote control, Adam Sandler fast-forwarded all of them away.

It’s nice to avoid an argument by just fast-forwarding it away. It’s splendid to get out of a traffic jam in a jiffy. It’s wonderful to get a never-ending chore done as fast as you can click on a remote control. It’s so relieving to be able to whiz past a family reunion that you do not look forward to.

But what happens in between all the time that has been fast-forwarded?

Just because he fast-forwarded parts of his life away doesn’t mean that those things never happened. In between all the time, he went into an “auto-pilot” mode. His body is there, doing things that he should be doing mechanically. But his mind isn’t there. It’s as though he is present in body, but absent in spirit. His auto-pilot being gets him through all those tedious times, while giving people the impression that he has been there through it all.

Cool, isn’t it? But what are the consequences of that?

His "auto-pilot being" has caused him to miss out on the important parts of life. His present-in-body-but-absent-in-mind behaviour made him lose his wife. He didn’t realize that his dog has died. His father passed away without him knowing. His children grew up without him even remembering having spent time with them. He grew old, grey and fat in just a few blinks of an eye.

How did he come to such a situation? It was because he kept fast-forwarding his life. He always wanted to get that big promotion. So, he fast-forwarded his life to get there in a matter of seconds. As a result, he actually traded years of his life for just a few seconds. He fast-forwarded through his illnesses too. He lost up to a decade, just because he didn’t want to live through a state of bad health.

In the end, his life was over even before he knew it.

A sobering thought, isn’t it? We often do that too without knowing it. We don’t have a universal remote control. But we “auto-pilot” ourselves through things that we do not like, hoping that they will be over as soon as possible. Sometimes, we auto-pilot ourselves through a couple of minutes. Sometimes, we auto-pilot ourselves through a couple of years. Going through the motions, going through the motions...

However, if we “auto-pilot” ourselves through life like that, we actually lose out on a lot of good things in life. The most important things usually come bundled together with long periods of bad spells. We often wish we can just fast-forward through the difficult parts of our lives. But if we do not live through them, we won’t be able to grow with them. We will miss the best parts of life. The parts that really matter.

Indeed, there is great wisdom in King Solomon’s words. Enjoy the portion of life that God has given to us. Don’t let our impatience rob us out of it.

It’s ok to die no matter how long or how short we have lived. But not if you don’t even remember living.

Can Truth Be Censored?

Let my cry come before You, O Lord;
Give me understanding according to Your word (Psalms 119:169).




My thanks to Joshua “Kim” Johnson for making this entry possible.

I’ve always wanted to study theology. No, not just study it. My heart has always wanted to study it systematically, thoroughly, understandably, applicably, and wallet-friendlyly (if there is such a word). My answer came in Wayne Grudem’s Systematic Theology.

I’ve made it a point to try to read a chapter a week (note the empasis, try). If I can do that, I can finish the studying Systematic Theology in around a year.

I think I’m gonna like this book. It is meant for theology students, not theology teachers. It is written with a deliberate attempt to avoid using technical terms or Christian jargon. Its arguments and positions on every doctrine are presented clearly, eloquently, and in an easy-to-understand way. It can be comprehended by anyone who will at least bother to hear them out.

A very good friend of mine has expressed reservations against the author, citing that Wayne Grudem shares a Pentecostal belief on certain doctrines concerning healing and spiritual gifts. In fact, in the dedications page, Grudem acknowledged John Wimber – a very prominent person in Charismatic circles – as one of the 8 people whom God has sovereignly brought into his life.

So, does that mean we have to ban the book from our library? Do we have to throw away the baby along with the bathwater?

After reading the preface, I felt more approving of Grudem’s work. Instead of marking his treatment on Systematic Theology as a forbidden fruit, I think I’ll put it in the “favourites section” in my library (if I can ever have a proper one).

In the true interest learning, any form of authentic education cannot come through a prejudiced mindset. If we pick only the authors whom we fully agree with on every single aspect, aren’t we merely choosing to hear what our itching ears want to hear? If we toss an entire book out of the window just because we can find one, single position on a particular doctrine that we find objectionable or questionable, and scramble to look for another book that we can fully agree with, is that really called learning? Can any form of learning be possible in the presence of bias or prejudice? Can we learn anything at all if we’ve already pre-decided what we want to see or hear?

I think not.

I’m not saying that we should take in anything that false teachers have to say. I’m not encouraging the study of errant doctrines, just for the sake of learning, and try to make some sense out of it. What I’m saying is 2 things: 1, we must take great effort to seek reliable sources to learn from. And 2, when we find something that we do not fully agree with, let it be argued out. Every school of thought deserves a fair hearing, just as every man (guilty or innocent) deserves his day in court. Presuming that we are always right and shutting ourselves off to exploration is an attitude that is by best ignorant, and by worst, arrogant.

That is why I believe censorship may not always be the best way to attain genuinely mature growth. Truth is objective. If something is true, it will always be true. It will definitely stand the test of time, against fallible arguments, and against any faulty reasoning. We do not have to be defensive or fearful to put things that we hold dear to the test, if indeed our quest for truth is more important than our quest for comfortable acceptance. There is no expansion of knowledge in a disconnected pond, any more are there fish in a kitchen sink.

The pursuit of truth, as much as it needs human diligence and commitment, also needs humility. Fervent study will not find fruition if it is without the empowerment of the Holy Spirit. Therefore, let us be humble before the Lord. Let Him teach us. Let us learn not by the careless emptying our minds, but let’s learn with a non-inflated head firmly screwed on our shoulders while we study about Him.

Give me a sight, O Saviour

And behold, two blind men sitting by the road, when they heard that Jesus was passing by, cried out, saying, “Have mercy on us, O Lord, Son of David!” Then the multitude warned them that they should be quiet; but they cried out all the more, saying, “Have mercy on us, O Lord, Son of David!” So Jesus stood still and called them, and said, “What do you want Me to do for you?” They said to Him, “Lord, that our eyes may be opened.” (Matthew 20:30-33)

The blinder a person is, the greater his desperation to see, no matter what other people may say. I can imagine how it could be like if I were sitting with the blind men during that time...

JH: Jesuuuuusss!

Multitude: Be quiet! Don’t be a nuisance.

JH: *Don’t care. Still screaming* Jesuuuuuss!! Son of Daviiiiiid!!

Multitude: Oi! Shaddup! Don’t disturb la!

JH: *Crawling crawling, arms outstretched, groping for help, screaming even louder* JEEEEEESUUUUUUSS! SON OF DAVIIIIID!!

Jesus: What do you want Me to do for you?

JH: Lord… I want... I want to seeeeee…

Everyone: *In unison* DON’T BE SO VAIN!

That’s exactly my problem. I wish I can see. But I’m not blind. If I were blind, then I may get more proper attention for my eyes. But I don’t want to be blind. Do you see my problem? Let me elaborate.

My eyes are +9.00D, both eyes. It’s so bad, that if I don’t wear spectacles, everyone’s faces look like a balloon blob with black, round eyes like Ju-on. I can’t even see super big fonts on banners or signposts. I have to walk nonsensically near before I can read them. It will look either ridiculous, or as if I’m making a mockery of the signs. If I were to read a book without my spectacles, it will look as though my nose is buried in the book, literally.

So what’s the problem, since I can wear spectacles? You may ask. The thing is, I’m a sportsman. I swim. It’s a real drag to swim blindly. You can’t see who’s on either side of you. Since you can’t even see the person on the very next lane, you got no choice but to only race against yourself. It’s so hard, mentally and tactically.

Next, when you exit the pool, you are blind until you get your spectacles again. If someone has shifted it from where you left it before I jumped into the pool, I’ll have to grope for it under the bright sunlight. If I still cannot find it, I’ll have to ask for help. Try to handle that kind of frustration while your legs and arms are already buckling, and you’re still trying to catch your breath. If I have won the race before doing a treasure hunt for my spectacles, I can’t see anyone, and I’ll look like I’m action. If I have lost the race, it will look as if I’m avoiding eye contact, and people will think I’m a sore loser.

I also play basketball. Even though I am kaki bangku, I loved playing football as goalkeeper. I like badminton, table tennis, and bowling. And volleyball too. I also do athletics. I used to do the hurdles, I have an unfulfilled decathlon dream. I run marathons, and I’m still hoping to do the triathlon one day.

Imagine the kind of carnage that happened to my spectacles on almost a regular basis back then. For basketball and football, I have one pair of spectacles. Let’s call it Type A. This one is the super-hardy one. It is bent like crazy already, and its lens are plastic. But it can still be worn just for the sake of vision in contact sports. That pair of spectacles looks so bad, it makes you look like a monster when you wear that contraption on your face.

As for badminton and table tennis, I have another pair of spectacles. Let’s call it Type B. This one’s lens is also made of plastic. Being an old pair, it’s power is less than +9.00D. It grips my face better, so I can play badminton without having my glasses flying off my face.

Also, since its power is less than +9.00D, I can play table tennis better in it. When you look at high-speed objects through very thick lens, the object will look as if it has a shadow image. The exact location of the object will also take a slightly longer time to register in your brain. In ping pong, if your eyes have a 0.1 seconds delayed telecast, you can be sure as heaven that you won’t win many games.

This Type B spectacles is very useful. I use it for running too. When you are running sprints or over long distances, the last thing you want to distract you is your spectacles sliding off your sweaty nose.

So what kind of spectacles do I wear for reading? Let’s call this Type C. It is the +9.00D one, that can give me perfectly sharp vision. I use it to read, study, drive, and also for going outdoors.

Just imagine how it’s like to go through life owning 3 pairs of spectacles. Before leaving the house, you have to ask yourself what is it that you plan to do for that day, so you can bring the correct pair of glasses along with you. Sometimes, I may have to bring all 3 pairs with me.

The day came when I finally had enough. In my 2nd year in university, I made myself contact lenses. It’s like… like… heaven! I felt as if my sight has been restored! Say bye-bye to dorky glasses! Oh, the freedom! The comfort! The bliss! I can wear sunshades!

But alas, the joy was short lived. 2 years later, my eyes were diagnosed by the ophthalmologist as being too dry. The ophthalmologist said that the hydrophilic contact lenses have sucked my eyes dry. I cannot wear contact lenses again. Today, even when I’m wearing glasses, my eyes can feel sorely dry. I have become dependent on eye-drops… At the age of 24!

So, I have to go back to wearing glasses again. But the thing is, I can’t find my Type A and Type B glasses anywhere! I must’ve thrown them away, thinking that I won’t need them anymore after I got my contact lenses. They are nowhere to be found! The other pairs of not-so-old spectacles that I can find have lenses that are made of glass. So I can’t use them for sports.

So, say bye bye to basketball. Football. Captainball. Badminton. Volleyball. Ping pong. Running. Decathlon. Triathlon. I can only hope my glasses won’t slip off when I bowl. I’ll just be a dork lah.

Anyway, all complaining aside... At least I can see, rite? To compensate for the depression…






I've got a new pair of glasses! :)

Convo convo... Faster come, faster go

“Every good gift and every perfect gift is from above, and comes down from the Father of lights” (James 1:17).

I had my convocation last Sunday, and it’s only today when I finally found the time to open my presents. Wah, so many!




A personalized mug from Han-Yu.

Another mug. A teddy-beary one, complete with mug cover and teaspoon. From Kar Seng and Sharon.

A blue tie from Kean and Grace. Just the correct colour to add to my collection! There are no 2 ties with the same colour in my closet until today :)

An orchid stalk from Dan and Elaine. The type that will last forever.

An “orange coloured flower” stalk from Emmeline. Also the type that will last forever.

A towel-rose. Of course it will last forever.

A bouquet of red flowers from my mum. The everlasting type too. And a Kodak C360 digital camera, which made photo-blogging possible! I get increasingly happy with my camera with each passing day... Hehehe.

2 bouquets of roses from my father’s relatives. This type, cannot last forever :)

A bouquet of sunflowers from Mei Yee. The type that died the very next day. Hehehe… And a handmade pillow.

A bouquet of chocolates and bears from my sis.

A pair of soft toy dogs. Black and white colour, from Kevin and Pik Yee.

Another soft toy dog. Same type, but brown and white colour. From Wenby.

A book, entitled “When Life Hurts – Understanding God’s Place In Your Pain” by Philip Yancey. From Scott and Anne.

A “Daily Devotional Insights” book, entitled “Show Me Your Love,” consisting of 365 readings of classic Christian writings, from Esmond. Wonderful! I haven’t started reading it yet, but I have a feeling I’ll like it!

A book, entitled “The Essential Mars And Venus” by John Gray, from Tat Chee, Sadat, Tien Ern, Adelynne, Justin Saw, Koay Su-Yen, Mandy, and Mervin. Ala… I already got the original version la! Studied and memorized already lo! However, this is the conclusion of my study and research: In the end of the day, Venusians still won’t listen to you, even if you quote from the book. They will say, “Because John Gray is a man, not a woman. The book is written by a man.” End of discussion. Sigh… Sad la… O God, what did I do to deserve to the gender I’m in… Eh guys, seriously la… We need a support group.

A book, entitled “The History Of Christianity” from Mr. Koay. He almost got me Systematic Theology. But luckily he didn’t, because…

I got “Systematic Theology” by Wayne Grudem, “Topical Memory System” by the Navigators, and a Garfield soft toy from Joshua Johnson. Thanks, “Kim” :)

A photo frame with 3 pictures inside, taken from 3 feel-good moments, from the USM Lifeguard Corps. Nice! Very memorable.

A photo frame with a picture of the whole Lifeguard Corps inside, from Boon Keat.

2 stickers that say “Katana Wheels BRM. It’s not what you drive… It’s what you drive on.” Whatever. I want a Myvi. J

A keychain and a saman letter from PKA: “Dear graduates. We need money. Thank you.” Fantastic! Hahaha…

A self-made card from Annie and Joanne.

A card from Mandy.

A hand-made CD-like gift (to be hung somewhere) from Esther Siew.

A handmade miniature scroll from Cindy.

A keychain from Peter and Annie.

A keychain from Mandip and Ding.

A blowpipe-like souvenir from Sarawak from Vanessa, Elaine, Samuel, and Yu Pei.

A red pen from Teorene. I dunno how she managed to get it to Penang, along with a hand-written note all the way from Bekenu. Came by canoe, perhaps :)

A handicraft. A ship in a bottle. From Jonathan (I think). “Everyday is a new discovery! Christopher Columbus…”

A packet of M&M’s from Mary.

A new pair of glasses and a new pair of black leather shoes from my father. So I could walk up the stage to receive my scroll in shiny, black leather shoes! Better than my BATA (Buy And Throw Away) PVC black shoes.

A lunch date at a posh western restaurant, from Ian. The food was really nice!

A bookmark with holder from Florence.

2 efficiently developed photos from George.

Thinking back, if it were possible, I’d rather have my scroll Pos Laju-ed to my house. And do without all the fuss and high-strungness.

But I am grateful and thankful to God, for this occasion is a reminder of His goodness, and also an opportunity for thanksgiving. There are many people who are not even afforded with a proper education. But I have enjoyed free education, up to the day I put on my graduation robe.

I have been blessed with such a good education. Now, I will be sent out into the world as an educator. I want to make an impact to the underprivileged. To those who lack the opportunities that I’ve had. I want to bring them hope. Hope of a better future. A better future, that can be made possible through an authentic learning experience.

I’m thankful for the many friends that I have during my university life. I’m thankful, not only for the gifts. I’m thankful for their friendship and for their presence in my life. The gifts that I have received from them are just a token of reminder of what I cherish more – that they have walked with me during these 4 years of my life in the U S of M.

Why I Like St. Xavier's

Look at the boys’ toilet. It’s so clean!


Can you believe it? Let’s see if their export thrones are any dirtier…

Unbelievable, rite?

No wonder the students always like to go to the toilet.

Student: Sir, I wanna go toilet.

Me: I don’t have the pass. You have to wait.

Student: Nevermind sir…

Me: You go at your own risk ah.

The student nods and scampers away.

I even heard (and saw) a case when a particular boy always went to the toilet during Science period. ALWAYS. The boy was dragged to the staffroom for questioning.

Teacher: Kenapa selalu pergi tandas pada waktu Sains?

Boy: *Silence*

Teacher: Kamu pergi tandas kerana kena pergi tandas, atau saja pergi sesuka hati?

Boy: *Dunno what to say. Thinking really hard…*

Teacher: JAWAB SAYA!!!

Boy: Memang kena pergi, cikgu…

Teacher: Betul?? Kamu memang kena pergi? Macam mana boleh pergi begitu banyak kali? Kenapa waktu Sains saja kamu pergi?

Boy: *Silence. Thinking really hard…*

Teacher: Tak boleh tahan sampai waktu rehat macam orang lain kah? Kenapa hanya pada waktu Sains kamu tak boleh tahan?

Boy: Betul, cikgu… Saya tak boleh tahan…

Teacher: Betul tak boleh tahan?? Setiap kali pun macam ini? Kalau tak boleh tahan, maknanya kamu tak normal. Kamu normal kah?

Boy: *Dilemma… Dunno what to say*

Teacher: Kalau macam ini, kamu tak normal. Kena hantar pergi hospital buat check-up. Mahu kah, pergi jumpa doktor?

Boy: *Eyes opened wider. Worried look…*

Teacher: Mahu tak?? Ok, mari… Kita pergi jumpa doktor. Suruh dia check…

Boy: Tak mau…

Teacher: Tak mau?? Jadi kamu normal kah?

Boy: *Dilemma again…*

Teacher: Jawab saya… Kamu normal kah tak normal?

Boy: Saya normal…

Cikgu: Kalau macam itu, maknanya kamu pergi sesuka hati!! Kamu BERDIRI SANA!!

Hahahahaha! I actually laughed at the scenario. The boy was really put into a spot! If he says he’s not normal, he’s got to let a doctor see his wee wee. If he says he’s normal, he’s gonna get punished. In the end, he got trapped and got punished!

Hahahaha… I can still remember his face. Like… Confused, half regretting, half frustrated. The kind of face you see when someone is forced to give an answer under intense pressure. And when you finally give an answer, you find that one answer is no better than the other. And you’ll have that dazed, helpless look. …

I wish I had taken a picture. It happened right in front of me in the staffroom! Hehehe…

If the boys’ toilet is so clean, imagine how much cleaner the teachers’ toilet is. It’s so welcoming, you won’t mine taking a dump if you had to. You won’t mind at all! And they got hand wash for you… Toilet paper…

“Cleanliness is next to godliness…”
-The father-
Dear Papa, Actors Studio Greenhall, 2004.

Thou Shall Not Covet

1) Kodak EasyShare C360 digital camera, 5.0 megapixel, 3x optical zoom, 2.0 inch LCD display, 32 MB internal memory, 4 inch x 2.1 inch x 1.5 inch in size, 286 grams in weight.

2) 1 GB SD card (PenDrive brand).
3) 2 rechargeable Hähnel AA batteries (Ni-MH, 2000 mAh) with Hähnel battery charger.
4) Kodak lithium CRV3 battery.
5) DigiPro camera case.
6) Sakure digital tripod (1060 mm maximum extended height) with carrying bag.
7) Kodak camera dock.
8) 20 Lam Loong vouchers. Free 20 copies of 4R digital photo printing for every voucher.

Guess how much…

RM599 only! So hebat, hor… Bought it at PC Fair on Friday. A convo gift from my mum.

My thanks to the following people for making this purchase possible:
a) Sadat Foster – Tech Advisor I.
b) Yuen Thern – Tech Advisor II (He could’ve been tripod stand financier also, but he dowan. He said he’d rather buy me roses for convo).
c) Dan Fadalini – Tech Advisor III. Brief input just before purchase, but good enough for me to make the final call.
d) Samuel Chong – Financier. Couldn’t have bought it without his credit card (He almost sent my car to hell on the same day too! Hehehe…)
e) Tien Ern – Escort.
f) Chee Yoong – Poser. To help test picture quality.

It takes a committee to buy a camera! This is my first camera. I never owned one my entire life! I’m so glad I finally got one, and at a good deal too!

Of course I feel like a jinjang. I don’t even know how to use a camera… What more to “test” it. Good thing my Tech Advisors did all the testing for me.

The Lam Loong man took a test picture of Sadat, Chee Yoong and me, and printed it out. The picture quality is so clear… I can see the holes in my face! I didn’t know whether to be happy or sad. Good for the camera, but bad for me! Hehehe… (Sadat’s complexion is so smooth! Chee Yoong looks so grinny and young! And I look so… Ummm… weathered and old. Sigh…)

When I came home, I put all the stuff on my bed, and stared at them, still unopened in their boxes. I didn’t know how to proceed, or what to do with them. Technology can be scary, huh...

Therefore, I made it my resolution to attack the manual. Every morning, the camera manual became my reading material at the export throne. I think I did pretty well. In 2 days’ time, I could start snapping away, experiment with its functions, and upload pictures and videos into my laptop. I’m so glad of myself! Hehehe…

I brought it to church on Sunday and told Edwin Tan, a church member about it. He went to PC Fair right after church, and bought it. He got the LAST unit! Talk about word of mouth advertisement. It works...

I told my students about it also. My Lower 6 class monitor went to the fair on Sunday. But my camera was sold out (Lucky Edwin). He bought an Olympus camera, with the same specifications as mine, but with less external memory (256 MB xD card). The price was slashed from RM599 to RM499! There were only 2 units left when he got it.

Another student told me he saw a 6.0 megapixel camera for only RM399! The brand is called Genius. Wahlau. What a name...

Suddenly I felt “insecure.” Have I been too hasty in buying my Kodak EasyShare C360? I bought within 2 hours in PC Fair. There were limited units only. So, I didn’t want to regret delaying the purchase for too long, in case I finally decide to buy it and there are none left. Also, I didn’t want to come back another time to the fair. It’s quite hassle to find parking space and fight your way through a jam-packed crowd. And anyway, all my advisors were there with me at that time. That was why I thought it was reasonable to buy on the spot that day.

To add more into the “insecurities”: Did I fool myself into paying more for the camera, when it could’ve been even cheaper? I forgot to haggle for the price before making the purchase. Could the price have been slashed if I bought it on the last day, instead of the first day?

Ah, in the end, I managed to assure myself. I’m glad I didn’t delay my purchase. The Kodak EasyShare C360 was sold out by Sunday afternoon. And the fact that it was sold out before the Olympus says something, doesn’t it? Besides, the Olympus comes with an xD card – uncommon and expensive. As for the Genius camera… People who buy it will think they are genius. But in the end, they will find out that they are dumb :)

Anyway, I’m really happy with my camera. Thou shall not covet. It takes away any kind of joy you may have with what you have.

Oh, I dropped by at Kodak Purple Red Studio at Sungai Dua today. I checked the price of my Kodak Easyshare C360. The camera alone is… RM1080! Wow…