do you poken? come poken with me!

Poken Up @ Bangsar - Pokens What is a Poken? In short, it is a digital name card. A small device that you plug in to the USB hub in your computer to retrieve the ‘name cards’ that you collected from other people with Pokens. But first you would need to register/ set-up an account at the Poken website, then edit your name card with information that you want revealed to other people when you Poken with them, e.g. your name, e-mail address(es), contact number(s), assorted website and blog addresses, Facebook username, Twitter account, MSN/ Google/ Skype ID and so on. You can choose to enter as much or as little information as you want. When you see another person with a Poken, you can choose to Poken with him or her. This means placing your Pokens to face each other (where the big palm is at) to exchange information. Something like a Touch ‘N Go thing. If the palm has a green light, it means that your information has been successfully exchanged. If it goes red, it means you’ll have to try again.

If it was successful, this is what the other person would see when they go home and download the information to their computer:

Suanie's Poken Identity
My Poken identity

As you can see, I chose to share my Twitter, Flickr and MSN ID. At this moment they do not have input for Yahoo IDs, I don’t know why.

Anyway that’s enough information on Poken. Last Saturday, I went to a Poken Up gathering at Chawan@Bangsar, organised by Niki Cheong. I’d bought a Poken from David Lian but I didn’t have the chance to Poken with anyone :( Kim was supposed to devirginise my Poken but it never happened. So Niki did it instead.

Poken Up @ Bangsar - Suanie poken-ed with Niki, Nigel, Jason, April
Top L-R: My first Poken was with Niki, fehmes journalist, columnist & writer! Pokening with Nigel, Editor of PC Mag. Bottom L-R: With Smashpop and April

I’d asked Horng to come along since he has a Poken as well. Met familiar and new faces there — Carolyn, Erna, Tekong, Ling Chan, icednyior among others. Basically tokkok a lot, admired Carolyn’s bling bling Poken and made remarks about Erna’s brooch substitute :P

Poken Up @ Bangsar - Carolyn with her blinged Poken Poken Up @ Bangsar - Erna's brooch substitute
Carolyn’s Poken, Erna’s brooch

Had to dash off after a while for lunch. Thanks Niki for organising, looking forward to more Poken Ups in the future!

More reading and links:
- Poken FAQ
- Poken Asia
- Yoon Kit took apart his Poken to see what it’s about

original bootcamp malaysia: session 01

So, Bootcamp.

I don’t want to get into why I joined etc, though I might write something about it at the end of the year.

I got to know about Original BootCamp Malaysia from a forum. It looked and sounded interesting enough, and after days of privately (late at night) and publicly (Twitter, Facebook) thinking about it, I decided to sign up. Jaime must have seen my status updates or something because she asked me about it. She was more gung-ho than I was to fill out the form, heh.

There are 2 OBC locations — KL at Padang Merbok and PJ at Padang Astaka. For the PJ location, there are 2 sessions. The first one is from 5.45 to 6.45 a.m. and the second is from 7 – 8 a.m. Naturally I chose the PJ location and the later session. For details on pricing and other stuff, go check out their FAQ.

I mentioned that I signed up for Bootcamp on my blog last week, something about paying for someone to bark and yell at you. The next day I received an e-mail from the OBC people, with info on what to bring and what to expect etc. There was this line somewhere at the bottom, “It is important to remember that ORIGINAL BOOTCAMP is not about yelling and hundreds of push ups.” LMAO I’m sure it’s a standard e-mail blast, I don’t think they read my blog but what a coincidence, eh? ;)

Anyway I went for my first OBC session this morning. Didn’t feel like waking up, hit the snooze button a couple of times then grudgingly dragged my arse out of my warm and comfy bed. Tock had given me directions that I could understand, so it was just a matter of getting there on time. Apparently the OBC instructors do not take well to recruits arriving late, heh.

Saw Tock as he wobbled out from his early morning session. Chatted for a bit, all he could utter was, “pace yourself, pace yourself…”

At this point, I don’t quite know what to say. My mind is still in a blank, my body is sore and my legs ache. That is to be expected, right? All in all it reminded me of Pendidikan Jasmani (Physical Education for you lot who didn’t attend national schools) except that my PJ teachers never pushed me to do anything I didn’t like. Cannot do sit-ups ar? Okay next. Cannot reach your toes? Try lah… still really cannot? Okay next.

The OBC instructors were encouraging but firm. You know how well I take to encouragement, especially when it comes to exercising ;) At one point I was more-walking less-jogging when an instructor came up next to me and started saying really happy things like, “You are doing really well, push yourself! Stomach cramp? I know I understand… take deep breaths, it really helps! Come on let’s go! Okay next cone we are going to jog! Just a bit more now… okay cone coming! Let’s do it!”

Fuwah at that time I really wanted to kick him lor. But no more strength already, so the best thing I could do to get away from his cheerfulness was to complete the jog. I’m sure they all know how we felt, especially when it’s our first time there. Nothing personal, just have to get over ourselves.

I’ll blog more on Original BootCamp Malaysia as and when I go for more sessions. To end this, actually I felt quite good afterwards. Tired, in shock, blur, faint-ish, exhausted, you name it. But the adrenaline and buzz at the end was pretty great. Quite happy also. Well I signed up and paid for this what. So I better get used to it.

you should not be allowed to drive

Was at SS2 the other day for lunch. Now we all know that parking in SS2 can be a bit of a nightmare. We know, we’ve been to SS2 (well, some of us), we’ve parked our cars at SS2 before (same some of us).

No matter how terrible the parking situation is, it doesn’t justify this:

Stupid driver at SS2

Can see or not? Cannot see ar? Got close up…

Close up of selfish driver's car in SS2

You go block the ramp entrance until like that, how is anyone who needs to use it going to use it?

Although Peter says that this ramp is wrong in many ways — something about not adhering to standards and will pose difficulty for those in wheelchairs without good upper body strength, there might be someone who may need to use it but cannot use it because of selfish people like YOU who should never be allowed to drive, let alone park a car. Go eat mud.

ryan and his birthday presents

It’s good to be a kid these days, especially when you are the youngest in the family and the adults who attend your birthday party are doing quite okay in life. That also translates to a RM120 Ironhide Transformers toy that my cousin got for Ryan which I think is totally ridiculous, because (a) he’s a 4 year old boy and (b) I would appreciate it more :P

Ryan and his birthday presents
Pretty good haul, eh?

As you can see, he is posing with the book I gave him. Of course it was not voluntarily — my mom made him do that for the sake of this photo. Way to go for jaga-ing my feelings, mom ;)

Apparently it’s his favourite book now. I don’t really know because it was my mom who told me that, and maybe she was trying to ampu me.

Thanks to all who came, and go ask Horng how he made Ryan cry at his birthday party :P

suan bytes

You know, instead of sound bytes… Arguably not one of my most creative moments but that just about describes my current state of mind.

1. Sick, flu, sick
That’s me. As my sister suggested, my antibodies are inadequate to protect me from Malaysia’s shitty and unpredictable weather, natural or otherwise. The moment I get sick, I get so irritated that I’d have to go through days of misery that I’d opt for the easy way out — Western medicine. It’s usually the last few days of slow recovery when I couldn’t take it any more, and I’d go visit my doctor and beg her to dope me up so high that I’d almost miraculously get well within the next couple of days. It usually works but like I said, it’s the chicken-shit approach. This time I’m holding out until end of this week, see if I don’t get better because I have a lot of things to do next week!

2. Munchies
The past couple of days, I’ve been having the munchies real bad. It usually strikes at about 5 p.m. which is too late to get a piping hot char siew pau from the kopitiam downstairs because they close shop at 4. As I don’t think it is wise to load up on roti kosong, banjir, telur, bawang, telur bawang etc when I’m ill, I make myself a cup of Nestum. Only they don’t call it Nestum any more, it’s called Nesvita now. I like Nestum better. It’s a childhood thing. It is also IMHO a rather miserable drink with no taste whatsoever, but it satisfies the tummy until dinner time. So that works.

3. Bootcamp
I signed up for Bootcamp Malaysia. It’s like paying for a personal trainer to bark and yell at you, then make you do stuff that you don’t really want to do but have to do because you know you are nearing the Asian’s definition of obesity which probably contributed to the number of times you’ve been sick this first half of the year alone. I’ll let you know how it goes, or if I’ll live.

4. Poken see, Poken do
I got myself a Poken! Simply put, it’s a digital name card. I’ll blog more on this later, but first I need to Poken with friends who already have Pokens! Well, now that I am remembering to take it out wherever I go… Poken me!

5. Herro, Google?!?
The other night I received my first SMS layang. It was from an unknown number, telling me to go check out a blog that has a video of Teoh Beng Hock being tortured by the police before his death. As always, curiosity got the better of me. It was not a very nice video and I didn’t think it looked like Teoh Beng Hock. Then I scrolled down to read the comments, clicked on links, googled here and there and found out that it was actually the video used by Obefiend to prank RPK. It is true that Teoh Beng Hock’s death is a tragedy, a mystery and needs to be investigated by an independent body etc, but seriously some people would believe anything.

6. More retards
Have you heard of the 27-year old chick from Bronx who sued her college because they did not successfully find her a job after graduation? Read it here and weep.

7. Ramen
I want to eat ramen.