Typing with the wireless keyboard

I am so making this iPad into a lappy. I am using the wireless keyboard for typing. And now the only next time I want to get is the 3G-enabled iPad. Meant for this to be a super short post, but not twitter-like.

Just want to try out the wireless keyboard. And I would think that there would be some lag. But nnooooo... it is as if the wireless keyboard is part of this iPad. Although they are connected via bluetooth, but it feels like they are one.



- Posted using BlogPress from my iPad

How cool issit?

I am so on a blogging spree. The large keyboard and screen estate meant that i can type with more convenience. As compared to iPhone, the smaller keyboard and screen will mean I can't really types fast and as efficiently.

Right now I am on my way to visit yu fang who unfortunately been hospitalized. Poor girl. And the irony is that today is her birthday. But I'm sure she will appreciate that almost everyone will be visiting her.

It kind of makes me wonder.... Who will visit me if I should be in the hospital. I think given Kenneth is just being Kenneth.... He will inform no one. He will try his best to hush things up. Maybe he will say he is on leave or something.


-- Post From My iPad

Rainy day with my iPad

While the heavens are pouring out their grief, I am lazing around with my new toy. I totally heart it and I could not understand how this day can change so fast. Originally I just wanted to see it in flesh. I din intend to buy it. Seriously. But after that I may not lay my hands on this beauty for another 2 months, I decided to just get it.

I am an extremely impatient guy. The price of this beauty must never be let known although its within my expectation and budget.

I so wanna scream out that I am the PROUD owner of an iPad!!!!!!!!


-- Post From My iPad

Location:Pearl's Hill Terrace,,Singapore

IPad

My heart is still pounding from the purchase of this iPad which I am typing on.....this can be a Twitter post but I am trying out this app as well... Will it solve the problem of me finding an outlet...a damn convenient one I must say...to blog????

Things look really good and I am really liking it. One thing is the ergonomics of this. I need to bend over in a rather awkward position to type. And it is definitely heavier than the iPhone.

But I am soooo loving it in spsite of the price I've paid. Nonetheless I think its super worth it!

-- Post From My iPhone

Location:Paterson Rd,Orchard,Singapore

i heart rainy day esp morning

There is really nothing more tranquil then a rainy morning. There is something about the sound of rain, which trumps all city noises. The bed is cold and instantly becomes a magnet for anyone. A strong one. Of course, having said all that, there is nothing much more grouchy than having to go to work on a rainy morning.

The responsibility of going to work literally tears me from my bed. First grouchy moment.

The wet wet wet journey to work. Second...third...fourth...n grouchy moments....

waiting for the only POSB ard here

There is nothing more frustrating than waiting for these 2 fellow to fiddle with the only posb atm ard here. The line behind started swelling and I am looking pineingly at ocbc atm. It is times like these that I want to get different bank cards.

[Posted with iBlogger from my iPhone]

Getting to know you

We are but strangers in many way. And there is an imposing wall in between us. Maybe because of the myriad of masks we wear to handle different situations and different people. Maybe because simply we don't understand.

During lunch yesterday, I came across an auntie who sold fruits. She is zany in a way. She kept nagging why did the customer do this, do that. Shouldn't select the fruits from the back, should take from the front. Then as she was nagging, suddenly she will become very normal and professional and asked us if we wanted salt or seasoning on our fruits. Then she will go back to her naggy mode.

I gave my "rolled-eyed-what-ever" look.

And I felt bad immediately, once we reached back to the client's place. The accountant told us that her husband died of cancer about a year ago. Suddenly, I was full of respect for her and in a way, compassionate. I believe she needs someone to talk to. I can imagine a year ago, she still had someone who was willing to listen to her nag.

And now, the fruit store is her only console that her husband is still with her.

But then, I will never know if they shared such a relationship or one that is bitter.