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Nokia’s N95 8GB – First Impression

The new Nokia N95 8GB, in my humble opinion, is a true beauty. I will tell you why in just a bit. I did not anticipate a phone upgrade. My last phone was a N80 just 1.5 years ago. Since SingTel was kind enough to extend the expiry date of my S$120 voucher for another 3 months (while at the same time issued me another S$120 voucher that lasts till the end of 2008), I traded in my N80 and got my new phone for just over S$300 with a 2-year plan.

The first thing you shall notice is that the screen of N95 8GB is pretty big. Especially so when compares to its sibling N95. Not only that, the charger is really tiny and light – a size less than your normal power plug (again, smaller than its sibling). In fact, the phone is pretty light. More than one friend of mine are surprised by its weight. N95 8GB is lighter than my old N80, thinner as well. I like the “latch” feeling when I slide the phone upward to reveal the keypad (N80 didn’t have that feel) or when I slide the other way to reveal the media player buttons. Once I slide downward, the screen automatically switches from portrait to landscape. Neat! Landscape mode is best for viewing pictures, video clips, and surfing Internet.

I am a big music lover. So the first thing I did with the phone was to play some music. Mind you, forget about the audio format that the Nokia desktop software suggests. Go for a good quality MP3 conversion (by iTune or Windows Media Player) and stick by it. You have 8GB and it is more than enough to store close to 1,500 songs of good sampling quality. On the day I got my phone, I invested in a good pair of Sennheiser headphone. It is a must-have, believe me. The media player of the Nokia N95 8BG allows you to have the audio settings of loudness (good for my car stereo), stereo widening (good for headphone listening), and a standard set of equalizer that caters for different genres of music. Cynthia was pleased with the sound quality of the phone, and she has an iPod player.

One music video clip takes up about 20MB after conversion by Nokia desktop software and the result on the N95 8GB is stunning. Of course, cutting videos from your favorite DVD or CD could be tedious (I will post a how-to article later) but I can tell you, it is worth it.

The browser is a lot faster than my old N80. And thanks to all the free wi-fi network in around Singapore, I found myself connecting to the Internet often when I am outside. Wireless@sg has certainly improved since its first launch. Even at Thomson Plaza, I can access the Internet at a relatively high speed (snail speed when I was at Orchard though).

Some people I’ve talked to are concern about the battery life. Let me tell you one thing. One fine day I was making phone calls, listening to music, watched some videos, log onto Internet to check the stock market and to watch YouTube mobile the entire day, and surprisingly, the battery survived.

Though there are still quite a number of functionalities I have not explored (such as the GPS and Podcast), by and large, I am glad that I have this new phone. The only complain I have? It doesn’t run on the standard Java platform, only a scaled down version I suppose.  That would have been nice because I book movies online often and I buy and sell stocks in the Internet too.

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A Ridiculous S$1,000 Claim Against My Friend By Her Ex-Landlady

Previously I wrote about my friend filing a police report against her ex-landlady for harassment. On the same day, her ex-landlady filed a S$1,000 small claim against my friend for something totally ridiculously trivial. Upon receiving the Notice of Consultation from the Small Claims Tribunal, my friend contacted me if I know of anyone in the law business (having friends to think that I am a walking Yellow Pages is a compliment but yet the reason behind is beyond me). In case if you can’t read the words from the picture above (click to enlarge), here are the exact claim from my friend’s ex-landlady.

Outstanding electricity & water & gas bill for the sum of $123.30 inclusive of purchasing of pipe divider and dirty walls & flooring plus light scratches, moving of items without permission. Claiming for S$1,000 (ALL-IN).

Lawyers will probably cost more than S$1,000 just to consult and inside the Small Claims Tribunal in Singapore, there are no lawyers involved. Just the parties in dispute and the mediator behind close doors. If the matter cannot be resolved in the Small Claims Tribunal, the parties may choose to sue each other in a proper way – full frontal assault with blood and gore.

I am a banker wannabe by day and a lawyer wannabe by night. So I offered my free service to my friend only if she wanted it. I believe in the justice system that has evolved all the way back since the days of the Roman empire; I believe that the truth will find the way to reach us; and I believe that people like her ex-landlady who are wasting our taxpayer’s money should be punished. But before we get to that, I must make sure that my friend is not going to lose the case later this week. Then we shall sue her ex-landlady for anything ranging from emotional distress to reputational damage.

I reviewed the documents she has including tenant agreement, letter of termination, police report, and etc. It is not difficult to reconstruct the events in a chronological manner. The agreed monthly rental was S$1,200 for the entire HDB apartment. At first, her ex-landlady didn’t even want to inform HDB for the approval but my friend insisted. Within a month of stay, her ex-landlady raised the rent (possibly because there is another tenant who offered higher). Not comfortable with how the whole thing was handled, my friend terminated the contract giving one month notice. Her ex-landlady subsequently asked her to move out within 2 weeks claiming that since it is her apartment, she can do whatever she wants. My friend wanted to avoid conflict so she agreed to move out within two weeks.

On the day of the returning of keys, the landlady inspected the apartment and returned the full deposit minus S$100 for the anticipated PUB bills (i.e. utility bills) because her ex-landlady had no idea how much it would be. My friend did not object and they parted way.

A month or so ago, the landlady started to call her (and her company) incessantly asking for outstanding PUB balance to be transferred to the landlady’s account. My friend wanted to see the actual bill and have the payment acknowledgement properly signed but the landlady refused to meet or fax her the bills for verification. My friend suggested three time-slots to meet at her workplace (morning, lunch, and evening) but her ex-landlady claimed that she was not able to. Now how can her ex-landlady find time to attend the Small Claims Tribunal at 11am is beyond me.

As suggested by the police and the court, if my friend feels that she is being harassed, she has the right not to meet her ex-landlady alone. Now, to recap from the lawyer wannabe point of view …

  1. The fact that the landlady has returned the deposit upon inspecting the apartment indicates that the landlady is satisfied with the condition of the apartment. According to the contract, there should be a deduction of S$100 per item that is not working or in a not satisfactory condition.
  2. My friend is not obliged to pay the outstanding without seeing the actual bills. Period. In fact, there should be a refund if the S$100 deduction is more than cover the 2 months PUB bills (note that some flats or estates are heavily subsidised by the government).
  3. The claim should be dismissed after my friend verifies the bills and makes necessary payment (if applicable). S$1,000 is ridiculous.

I am planning to accompany my friend to the Tribunal. Stay tuned for the outcome.

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These Are The Moments I Am Not Too Proud To Be A Singaporean

Avid readers of my site know that I love my new home here. But, there are moments like tonight that I am not too proud of who I am. My friend shares the same birth town as me and she lived in Australia for a few good years. Just recently she has decided to try out Singapore and as a proud Singaporean, I did not hesitate to show her around. I even got my friend’s wife to try to find her an accommodation (that unfortunately was beyond her budget). And since we work at the same workplace (different building though), I got to hear about how she adapts to the environment here. I have been there, done that, and I know exactly what she is going through.

She found a new place (an entire 2-room HDB flat) to rent on her own a few months back. The rent was reasonable and the location is pretty centralized. After she moved in, her nightmare began. Her landlady kept visiting the apartment with and without her presence. My friend didn’t have a sense of privacy and one day, her landlady suddenly demanded a raise in rental – hardly a month after my friend settled in. Not wanting to bear the extra cost, she has decided to move out.

And then the hassle started to sink in. Her landlady kept calling her in the middle of the night to demand compensation, countless excuses such as the poor condition of the place after my friend settled in. Oh please, I visited her home back then and my friend is definitely not that kind who vandalizes. Her landlady even called our HR, faxed to her office in large font with the claim that my friend owes her money and so on.

My friend couldn’t take it and she filed a report to the police. Guess what? The police couldn’t help either because it is not a domestic violence. There is no blood involved (read: physical harm). So, my friend went to the court (you must understand that she is pretty Westernized and prefers to settle things through the law) and the judge told her: get a lawyer, there is nothing we can do here in Singapore. She was hoping for a refrain order but of course, there are none here.

Then I told her: you should have told me earlier. I would have a face-to-face with her landlady and settle it the Singapore way. Well, coupled with some other unpleasant experience she has here in Singapore (pure bad luck, sigh), my friend has decided to move out of Singapore for good. She is my friend so I support all her decisions. But from now till then, I promise to introduce her to my female network of friends so that she can have someone to do nails with, do facial with … something very fundamental to the female species but yet not everyone has that privilege.

I knew one day the feminine side of me will pay off. Saving one friend one day at a time.

Related blog entry: A Ridiculous S$1,000 Claim Against My Friend By Her Ex-Landlady.

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I Am Toast, What About You?

Tigerfish is eggs. So I am curious. Just what sort of breakfast I am. And I did a simple test …


You Are Toast


Old fashioned and a bit of a homebody, you totally go for comfort food.You’re the type who loves to cook for friends, and they love you for it.You truly know what tastes good, and you can often pick out the best dish at a restaurant.

You don’t fall for food trends. You stick with what’s been food for a long time!

What Kind of Breakfast Are You?

I have to say, though being a “toast” is not sexy and uncool … what is said about me is mostly correct. Gasp! Old fashioned … skip … homebody, yes … comfort food, oh yes … love to cook for friends? Yep, that is me. Picking the best dish at a restaurant? Now I know why I always hold onto the menu and order for everybody! Ha ha ha.

Now go ahead, test out what sort of breakfast you are!

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So Cynthia Has A New Hairstyle

Deep inside, I have always wanted Cynthia to have that long straight hair like the 99.99% of the female population found in the CBD area. I often think that majority of the population can’t be wrong. She did have her hair rebonded a couple of times and she never quite likes the damage done to her hair. Being the super understanding dude that I am, it doesn’t matter to me what hairstyle she has. Anything she is comfortable and happy with is fine by me. Today, while I was having a nice glass of beer at a pub, Cynthia went for a haircut and when I saw her new hairstyle …

… my journalistic nature kicked in. I visualized what my website’s front page picture would be like and then the headline. (So evil, eh? Ha ha ha!) At that very moment, I have associated her new hairstyle with one of the characters of my old beloved online game. Apparently, her new hairstylist whom they communicate in Malay (because she doesn’t speak Mandarin) did a temporary setting to her hair in order to give her an idea of what a hair perm will look like for her. What a clever way to do business! Cynthia instantly felt in love with this funky new style and if only she dyes it red …

I will have to look like this … her favorite online character.

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Com’on! My Site Is Rated “R”. Where Does That Come From?!

Online Dating

When I told my friends that my site is rated “R”, instead of being sympathetic, they are jealous that their sites are rated “G” instead. I want to be rated “G”. I want to be universal and to know that even a 3 years old kid may find my site interesting without worrying that I am a bad influence to that 3 years old. I was actually furious wanting to shoot and kill any insect in sight or to drop a bomb to desecrate the entire cluster of ant colonies (yes I do have ants problem at home that just won’t go away … and I bet that last sentence will earn me another 2 weeks of R rated status).

In retrospect, if I continue to write reviews on movies that are NC-16 rated, M18 rated, and R(A) rated, continue to write reviews on music albums that comes with that “Parental Advisory – Explicit Content” sticker, continue to post lyrics of my songs that is dark in nature – it is only fair that my site is rated “R”.

Still … that red sticker displeases me.

Footnote: Some friends of mine out of curiosity asked how exactly my site is rated. Basically, this online dating site provides a keyword search service on the submitted site’s front page and the submitted site is then classified based on the results of this search. Many people relate “R” rating to vulgarity and explicit sex but less so to violence and blood and gore.

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Hooters – Of Hula Hoops, Drinking Competition, and … Kids

I promise to show you a picture of a hottie. Just stay with me.

Today (Thursday) was such a dramatic day. But I will get to that in a future blog depending on how tomorrow turns out.

Cynthia’s cousin is in town and he has chosen Hooters as our dinner destination. Fine by me. I have been to Hooters a couple of time mainly because my buddy RC loves to lunch there. I was terribly late and when I arrived (more details to come later), I got a shock of my life. Cynthia’s cousin was there. His wife was there. His 3 kids were there. His wife’s brother was there. His wife’s brother’s wife was there. His wife’s brother’s 2 kids were there. Hence as you can see in the picture (pardon the quality as my phone is not that great in taking pictures in the dark) – Cynthia and the 5 kids … at Hooters. I was the only Singaporean in the party. The rest are all Indonesians.

Kids at Hooters eh? Somehow the idea of Hooters girls and kids don’t really mix.

But it is kind of cute to see those kids. I was like the magnet and they all wanted my attention. So cute. Cynthia was kind of giving me that jealous look but hey, they kind of love me. Not my fault eh?

Two of the Hooters girls did that Hula Hoop dance and somehow got all the kids excited. They all got into the dance floor and tried Hula Hoop too turning the area into a playground. Think of this … Hooters turns into a family playground. Hard to reconcile.

And then, there was a drinking competition. Each contestant was given a super long tube to suck the glass of beer dry. Hooters picked someone from France, someone from Australia, Hong Kong, and a girl and guy from Singapore. Everyone except the guy from Singapore were good looking. I have a picture to prove (You can’t see the guy from Singapore, thank God … and check out the only girl contestant in the competition). In the end, the guy from Hong Kong won and got himself … 10 Hula Hoops from Hooters.

What an interesting night. Cynthia and I headed to another pub later to talk about something serious. And that is another story.

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Congratulations to Kae Fong in Reaching Mount K Summit!

6am … funny I start my blog like the 1st song from the new Marilyn Manson album … oh where was I? Yes. Yesterday, I have received a text message from my buddy Kae Fong telling me that he and his friend have reached the Laban Rata Hut safely. 6am … this morning, I have received another message saying that they have reached the summit of Mount Kinabalu! Hooray! I have been to one training session with Kae Fong and I knew he can do it (not only because his legs are relatively longer than most people around him). He trains ten times harder than Cynthia, Tong Kiat, and I combined. Can’t wait for him to get back to Singapore and hear the stories.

Talking about Mount K, we have still yet to publish our journals. The next day after we have returned to Singapore, Cynthia has completed her journal. I have completed mine a week later. And we are still waiting for Tong Kiat to complete his. But he is not really a writer. Don’t get me wrong. He can churn out thousands lines of codes that are further compiled into millions of ones and zeroes that do the most wonderful thing in the world such as estimating the bus arrival time via satellite coordinates but when it comes to writing English …

So I have a new idea. Actually my friend GS’s text message this morning gave birth of this new idea of mine. One of her friends is heading to Mount K soon and she asked if I can recommend any stores that sell trekking gears. Tong Kiat was the one who brought us for gear shopping so I am going to liberate him from the nightmare of journal writing and instead, contribute an article on “Where To Get Your Gears Before Heading To Mt. K”.

Okay. I can’t wait to see Tong Kiat’s reaction when I ask him to write an article … with the pictures of the shops. Too bad. I don’t think it is possible for him to write a computer program to churn out what I want. Not yet that is.

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Jordin Sparks – Finally Someone Whom I Support Made It

(Erm … I apologize if this blog gets too “geek-ish” towards the end. I love watching reality shows such as America Idol because I love to decipher how voters think.)

I think by now anyone who follows the America Idol on TV should know that the 17 years old Jordin has won the competition. And if you have realized, I usually get excited and vocal about the Idol shows in my own website but after two big disappointment whereby someone whom I supported from day one made it to the finales only to emerge as runner-ups (McPhee of Amercian Idol and Jonathan of Singapore Idol), I kept my opinions pretty private this season. By the way, did you know that last season’s finale was exactly one year ago (+1 day). I still have the blog written for the final 3 performance.

Friends of mine who are into this season of America Idol know that I am a fan of Jordin. I like her voice, her smile, and the way she connects to the audience. Throughout the season, Jordin’s performance has been consistence except for the Bon Jovi night. I don’t think she is born to be a rocker. Even Melinda, the most consistence of all, has one bad night. In that sense, I think the only two contestants who have won judges’ praises episodes after episodes are Jordin and Melinda.

Many wished to see Jordin and Melinda at the finale but hey, there are voters who vote for stage performance and originality and there are voters who vote for great voice so while Jordin and Melinda (and to some extend the vocal powerhouse such as Lakisha) all fought for the same pool of votes, Blake cruised into the finale with another pool all by himself. Of course, let’s not forget there are voters who prefer male contestants and others who prefer female contestants. Katharine made it to the finale as the only girl in the final 4 amongst Taylor, Elliot, and Chris. Blake made it to the finale as the only guy in the final 4 amongst Jordin, Melinda, and Lakisha. It is no hard science of course – just a little swing in probability. And I usually look at the racial distribution, age distribution, and etc. in order to decipher the voting results. I even have one theory that those who have landed on the bottom positions (at times the show announces) has a dampening effect on their chance in reaching the top. Look, there are reasons why someone is not having enough votes at some point in time especially if they have not really screwed up their performance. Fan base grows over time. It is hard to become popular in just one episode. And furthermore, I usually pay attention to what happens to those voters whose contestants they support get voted out of the competition. For instance, those who were used to support Melinda (read: they value vocal performance), how would they cast their votes to the surviving contestants? That’s why I love to watch reality shows such as America Idol. Lots of thinking behind. There is one more thing to decipher: why do Cynthia and I always support a different contestant? And you guessed right, we are still not talking … (hmmm)

Enough of boring geek talks. Check out Jordin’s final performance at the finale that totally out-sang Blake on the same song. Jordin, you have made my day.

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Battle Of Australia’s AirPork And The Local Supply

Picture taken from our Melbourne trip

I am not sure how often any of you visit local grocery stores such as NTUC. Since the outbreak in the pig farms just across the straits – for as far as I can remember – Singapore or rather NTUC has been importing pork from Australia instead. Couple of weeks ago, the counter that was used to be filled with AirPork (air flown pork from Australia) was overtaken by a new local supply by a far greater margin (somewhat like 80% of the shelf space). The packaging is very attractive and the meat does look fresher than AirPork. I saw a staff who usually works behind the beef counter admiring this parade of new products and I started to have a chat with him.

Me: Wow, these are local pork eh?
Meat Man: (Giving me a serious and stern look) These are local pork. Much fresher than AirPork … (and he continued to educate me why it is so … common sense really).

I noticed that the new packaging comes with all the new terminology as well. I am so used to the naming convention of AirPork that I found it hard to actually choose which type of meat to buy from the local pork.

Me: Man, I really don’t know which one is which.
Meat Man: What you want?
Me: Pork muscles … AirPork used to have that.
Meat Man: Pork muscles no have but this … (holding up a “priced” item) … is rare. One pig one piece.

I looked at the price and I gasped. Next to me came an old man …

Old Man: Why change all the names? How to buy?
Meat Man: (Randomly picked up a package) … try this. Just try.

I just could not decide which one to take. Another thing strange about the new packaging is that unlike AirPork that has the information on the weight of the meat as well as price per kg. This new local supply has this tag of “not less than 250g” with the same type of meat selling at a fixed price making a price comparison totally inconvenience.

I picked up one type of meat, put it back, picked up another, and put it back. Finally I laid my hands on the minced pork.

Me: Man, this looks really fatty (as my finger circled around all the white fatty stuffs).
Meat Man: Pork, no fat, no good to eat. Local pork pink. AirPork red. Pink more fresh.

Not sure if I really wanted to risk my health over something that was obviously fatty, I picked up what seemed like lean pork loin to me (that is the name I am familiar with). I must say, though the portion was a bit too much just for Cynthia and I (250g for 2 people is a lot), the taste was out of the world. I was in Heaven, for a moment. Succulent and fresh.

Couple of days ago I returned to NTUC and the local supply only occupy 20% of the shelf space. The rest was repopulated by AirPork. I was not surprised. Even with someone who enjoyed the experience that much, I did a mental calculation. The local supply must have been 20% to 40% more expensive than AirPork. I doubt if the local supply will win the battle at all.

If I was to market the new supply, I would have … (1) named the type of pork exactly the same as AirPork to gain immediate acceptance, (2) slabbed in a promotional price to make it competitive with AirPork, and (3) created a premium category and/or drive down the cost to make the pricing sustainable. And if the live fish suppliers are doing the same, more Singaporeans will enjoy the freshness of seafood rather than keep eating the dead fish. It is ridiculous that the dead fish costs the same if not more than the live fish in Hong Kong.

PS: Picture taken when we were in Melbourne.