walkie-talkie

Learned a little bit about two ways radio lately. I visits some forums, websites and ask dad about communication since he is working in that particular field.

Using walkie talkies normally need license because we are using the frequency to transmit wave except Personnel Radio Service at 477 Mhz in Malaysia. Every country had their own frequency for public usage. In US, this is called GMRS, FRS in Singapore and PRS in Malaysia.

Distance of transmitting is affected by a few factors: power output, antenna quality and frequency. Higher the frequency, shorter the distance and vice versa. "Repeater" is used to further up the distance of frequency transmission.

Cheap walkie talkie sold in town is majority illegal because they are not using 477 Mhz and some are more than 4Watts power. Walkie talkie offered by Aztech with SIRIM sticker is legal because it is programmed at 477Mhz and using 0.5W output. But pity it can't transmit very far, plus the effects of buildings and trees. "Spectrum Analyzer" is used to analyse the frequency used by certain radio.

For public to use walkie talkies, we should go to Communication and Multimedia Commission of Malaysia to take examination and obtain licences for Class A and B in order to communicate. We must also need Apparatus Assignment to use the radio equipments. These people obtained licences usually join Amateur Radio Club and participate in their activities.

This is all i can share with you guys. I can't guarantee everything i shared is true because I'm not an amateur radio user either... Hehe...

snails

well.. well..
Life is interesting back here. Today went into the flooding bushes picking up snails again. Had better luck today. I'm getting some "slightly bigger" snails. I try to give the snails a match with google and got the name "Apple Snail". I wonder how accurate it is. On the way back, my leg were bitten by some fire ants. It's painful but still, bringing home the snails had my attention more than the bites.

蜗牛蛋

过了一个晚上，我再拍几张蜗牛蛋的照片。这些粉红色的物体就是蜗牛蛋了！

圣诞节蜗牛生蛋

今天是圣诞节，也是蜗牛生蛋节。

年尾很常下雨，是蜗牛繁殖的季节。在水沟里捞了一些蜗牛放在水桶里。这些蜗牛很快就会成为我的佳肴了。在吃了他们之前，我拍下他们生蛋的过程让你们看看。慢慢观察吧！

生蛋节快乐！



p/s 这些蜗牛和你们吃的螺没什么分别啦，别认为我什么蜗牛都拿来吃。Hehe...

Home...

This is where i stay. I call it "home".

This is the car porch. Can't snap the front door because it is raining.

Kitchen.

Previously we call this one a study room, but now it is my "gaming centre".

The "antique" in my house, seldom been used.

Dining table. Only my parents at home that's why only two chairs are needed.

This is the living room. I always spend my night on the sofa after late midnight movies. I love to sleep on the sofa more than the bed upstairs.

Big Prawn Meal!

These big prawns are going into my stomach very soon... hehe...

Fresh and still moving... Adios, big prawn!

New headbadge

Hand-made with gold line. Pretty cool...

Hilarious (From MT)

In one election, the imam of our local mosque, Pak Abas, came hurriedly looking for me to report a fight about to break out between a group of voters and a policeman guarding the polling station. We rushed over there and saw a group of angry villagers surrounding the pale and terrified policeman.

“Sabor, sabor (patience),” I told the villagers. “Gapo ni (what’s the problem)?”

The villagers explained that the policeman told them they must first become members of Barisan Nasional if they wanted to vote and this angered the villagers who wanted to ‘teach the policeman a lesson’ (nak ajor dia ni).

I asked the policeman why he did that but he denied doing so. He explained that all he did was ask them to queue up and stop shoving if they wanted to vote.

“Saya suruh dia orang masuk barisan kalau nak undi,” he explained in Bahasa Malaysia.

“No wonder,” I told him. “Next time, don’t say ‘masuk barisan’. They thought you meant join Barisan (Nasional). Instead, say ‘beratur’ (line up or queue up).”

I suppose the correct language for the military and police when they ask you to ‘fall in’ is ‘masuk barisan’ and when they want you to straighten the line it is ‘luruskan barisan’. But ‘masuk barisan’ can also mean ‘join Barisan Nasional’, as the very terrified policeman who was not local enough to understand Terengganu lingo discovered.

长发

坐在古板的椅子上，面对着一大叠的白纸黑字，常常让我烦躁；毕竟我不是一个能乖乖坐在椅子上工作的人。每次开始烦躁的时候我会开始张望，至少让我的思想短暂的离开，飘到一个梦幻的度假村。

每次进入度假村就会看到一个女孩背向着我。她长长的头发，乌黑，发亮让度假村多了一份色彩，多一份美妙。每次她转个头来就有一副和蔼的笑容，把灰暗的心情悄悄的抹走了。有时，我也听到她悄悄地问好，很小声，很简单，但却很深刻。

可惜...
美好的事不是永久的。一瞬间我又回到座位，坐在古板的椅子上，面对着一大叠的白纸黑字。我很肯定往后的度假村里这个长发女生不会再出现因为天下没不散的宴席。

我担心往后飘到梦幻的度假村，见到另一个人银色卷发，额头上有几条皱纹，大声的问候我：“哎呀，年轻人！不要做出这样的表情，来嘛，笑一下给我看！”。现在想到都觉得有点恶心...

Lagenda Puteri Santubong

Mengikut lagenda, Puteri Santubong & Puteri Sejenjang sebenarnya adalah 2 orang puteri Sultan Brunei yang telah melarikan diri bersama 7 orang putera mereka, selepas ayahanda mereka (Sultan Brunei) telah dibunuh dalam satu komplot sekitar abad ke-18.

Memandangkan dalam pelarian 9 orang “Putera & Puteri” ini ingin menuju ke Tanah Melayu yang terpaksa menyeberangi Laut China Selatan, maka saudara-saudara lelaki mereka telah sepakat meninggalkan 2 orang saudara perempuan mereka di satu kawasan dekat dengan Kuching kini, iaitu di Bukit Santubong.

Orang Sarawak (Dayak) yang selalu ke kawasan bukit tersebut berasa hairan dengan kehadiran 2 puteri cantik yang belum pernah ditemui mereka, dan menganggap kedua-dua puteri itu “Turun Dari Kayangan” dan merupakan “Penjaga Gunung Sarawak” (yang muncul dalam lirik lagu Puteri Santubong).

Kedua dua puteri ini pada mulanya hidup aman tetapi lama kelamaan menjadi musuh kerana masing masing mempertahankan kecantikan mereka dan mengaku mereka paling cantik di dunia. Kerana bergaduh, seorang daripada mereka telah berpindah ke sebuah bukit lain diberi nama Bukit Sejenjang.

Perbalahan Puteri Santubong dan Puteri Sejenjang akhirnya membawa kepada kematian apabila kedua duanya saling berbunuhan antara satu sama lain. Maka lahirlah lagenda Puteri Santubong dan Puteri Sejenjang yang kita dengar sehingga ke hari ini.

Lirik lagu Puteri Santubong Puteri Sejenjang

Oh……
Puteri Santubong,
Sejinjang sayang,
Kisah lama, Zaman mensia maya.

Puteri Santubong, Puteri Sejinjang,
Penjaga gunung Negeri Sarawak,
Manis sik ada dapat dilawan,
Anak dak Dewa turun kayangan.

Oh……
Santubong puteri bertenun kain malam,
Oh……
Sejinjang puteri menumbuk padi siang.

Satu hari nya dua kelahi,
Beranuk anuk sik renti-renti,
Seorang madah dirik bagus agik,
Seorang sik ngalah walau sampai ke mati.

Udah lejuk nya duak kelahi,
Lalu bertukuk nya duak puteri,
Sejinjang mengayun aluk ke pipi,
Tebik Santubong sampai gituk ari.

Tapi Santubong membalas juak,
Lalu ditikam batang belidak,
Sampei terkena Sejinjang kepala,
Lalu bertabor jadi Pulo Kera.

Kisah Santubong, kisah Sejinjang,
Asal berkawan jadi musuhan,
Kinik tuk tinggal jadi kenangan,
Pakei ingatan sepanjang zaman.

Buying pig... listen, PIG not PORK

After buying coffin, I took a bath. Then dad say want to go find and buy pig. I'm saying pig not pork, alive-kicking piggie pig. I quickly had a change and hop onto the car. We drove around one hour to a small town. We sat at a coffee shop and ask around for people selling pigs. A coffee shop owner claims he had some for sale, RM10 per kilogram. Owner bring us to his shop backyard and go down a sloop towards a wooden cage. We went in and found two big black pigs and one white pig together with some kampung chicken inside. Dad choose the biggest-black pig and there it goes into the bag. Owner tied the bag and weighed the pig, 34kg. After paying the amount, we put the smelly pig into the back of Advanza. We "enjoy" the smell all the way back home. After we came back, we put the piggie into a cage. It is going to stay alive till Thursday. After Thursday, it is my tasty-delicious-pork on the table. Hehe...

爱情如搭巴士

爱情就如搭巴士

有些人等巴士，一辆接一辆都认为太旧或太拥挤；最后搭不到巴士，走路回家。
有些人见到巴士不管三七二十一就上；弄到自己不自在，痛苦的挤到家。
有些人选了一架巴士，不新不旧，不空不挤；最后舒适安全到家。
有些人上了巴士又下，换了又换；最后安全到家，但是花的时间比别人长。
有些人上了巴士很久，突然要下车，下了车才发现那是最后一班车；最后自己走路回家。
有些人嫌三嫌四，等到最后一班巴士，没办法了就只好乖乖上车回家。
有些人一边脚在一辆车上，另一边脚在另外一辆车上；最后两辆巴士开了，他就入了院。

搭巴士很难吗？爱情更难...

Buying coffin

Today I follow my dad to a casket shop. It was my first time at a coffin shop. We bought a coffin for RM1k+. Special reminder, the coffin is not for me. The coffin handle which looks like metal is actually plastic made and the inside of the casket is placed with satin cloth. The shop owner also tell us that six sided coffin is outdated and they now selling rectangular coffin. We paid the amount, had a cup of tea with the shop owner and leave.

I guess for every RM1k he sold, he earn 50% of the price. So selling coffin might be a profiting profession which can be considered. Somehow everyone of us need a coffin someday. Hehe...

Good deed

During the World AIDS Day exhibition in Bintangor, me and my friend sat at a coffee shop having some tea while watching over our guys working. An Iban old lady walk forward to us and asked if we could buy her a cup of ice tea. She talk in Iban together with some sign language to make us underrstand. I asked her to sit down and order the drink. She drank in a gulp and leave with a thank you.

I don't know whether she is always asking for drinks in town but at least RM1.20 can quench her thirst. Our white uniform taught us well indeed and we're proud of it. A simple act of kindness brings lights and hopes to our community.