Before you read this post, I want to apologize for making myself 24 hours older. My birthday is actually tomorrow, on the 23rd. I had completely messed up my dates and was living one day ahead. I woke up this morning thinking it’s my birthday until my mum told me to look at the calendar again. But thanks anyway, for all your wishes.

So here goes..

The Back of the Fake and Real N95

The Back of the Fake and Real N95

Let’s not get excited. There is nothing N-series about the Chinese Nokia except perhaps, the look. Many people have told me what a great phone I have and I just smile and say thanks. No need correcting them it’s Chinese. It’s definitely lighter than the real Nokia so do not be fooled.

Here is a personal review of its features:
Bogus Touch Screen
To begin with, it was never accurate, not even with the stylus. No the right side is touch-resistant. Anyway, am not such a fun of poking around with the stylus so I can let this go.

Battery Life
My previous phone (Motorola W220, God bless it) could last up to a week without recharching. This one lasts a maximum of 3 days. And the brand name on the battery? You guessed it: NOKLA

The Volume Controls
Am talking about those shortcut keys on the side. They control the audio/video volumes as well as incall volume. I discovered they were not working when I realized it was the only place you could control the volume from. The other way is via the touch-screen, which is paralyzed on the right side.

Extreme Incompatibility
This is one area that makes me go urrrgh! I can’t ues any cable that fits into the USB, not even for charging. With my Moto phone, I could even use Nokia earphones. I lose my data cable/USB charger and am screwed.

Spoilt Earphones
I’ve just explained the phone’s incompatibility. One day, I was listening to music, when the phone fell and something snapped with the earphones. So now am stuck with a good collection of music and lullabies (blues for bedtime) that I can’t listen to. Am still searching for earphones that will work..but am not that hopeful. Now I guess I may have to get that i-pod after all. I must admit the phone had a good audio player though. You might have thought you are listening to good quality speakers

Internet Access
Nothing to write home about, just the usual GPRS. I can ‘facebook’ really well coz of the wide screen. I can read blogs but I can’t leave comments. I can’t view u-tube videos as the real N95 could.

The Camera
This is just about the only thing I love about this phone. It has a Karl Zeuss lens( am assured it’s best) with 2.9 something MegaPixel(that’s what it’s written) but am satisfied with the quality of the photos. Besides, the big screen lends viewing of the photos enjoyable. However, night photos are totally unclear.

Dual SIM Support
Well, with me still stuck in Safaricom and still wanting to move to Zain which is the cheapest so I have to explain this? How many of you walk with multiple SIM cards?

Other features include the usual calculators, converters, To Do Lists, world clock, calendar, stopwatch, even an e-book reader (which can’t read books in PDF so am wondering which format?), Power saving profile, audio, video, FM radio, even a TORCH. It also comes with a 256MB memory card.

Of course it has Bluetooth. Which has its own problems too. I can send stuff but whenever I receive anything, it is stored in such a format that I cannot view/play it, if it is an image or a song. So I rely on the data cable to transfer stuff to my phone from the computer..including viruses, naturally.

No Support for Java Applications
Or any other applications for that matter. I can download games, opera mini, but I can’t play or install them. That’s probably why am not worried about viruses. They may be stored, but they just can’t be executed.

The Front of the Fake (on top) and real N95

The Front of the Fake (on top) and real N95

I think that’s about it. Stay away from Chinese stuff, as Nzembi said.
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My Chinese Phone and Birthday Wishes

I was going to do a complete review of my Chinese Nokia N95 when the power went off and I lost the entire post, which I had meticulously typed. I have to do this another day, I so frustrated I could cry. In case you are wondering, I am at a cyber cafe with no UPSs..

Tomorrow is my 21st birthday and I don’t know how I feel. A part of me wants to grow up quickly, finish college and move out. Another part of me wants to remain forever young, without responsibilities and just happy thinking the world is one happy place.

Sadly, growing up means you discover the world is one unjust and cruel place. Someone said growing old is mandatory, growing up is a choice. I don’t think that I can refuse to grow up as a coping mechanism. I am just going to grab life by the horns. Incidentally, am a Taurus.

Oh, a good birthday gift would be the real Nokia N95.

A Visit to the Library

Now that am spending my holiday in Naivasha, having unsuccessifully looked for a job, I have to occupy myself with some activity. Of course I have been to the lake and all. I read newspapers back to back, watched all movies available, watched TV and read all the novels in the house. My brother gets them from the library; yes, Naivasha has a public library. I confess it is the first public library I hav been to.

Ladies and Gentlemen....The library

Ladies and Gentlemen....The library

One day, I decided to brave the hot sun and sand storms (it’s really windy and this whips up clouds of dust every 5 minutes). It was a rather pitiful small place overcrowded with what I assumed were scholars. Am told it’s worse during the school holidays when kids flood it.

They had a couple or more of recent magazines including Oprah and some South African publications that I admit flipping through. There were also some outdates scientific journals and plenty of novels.

As is typical of all civil/public workers, those at the library are no different. First, serving you is a privilege. Then they have created these rules against borrowing one book at a time, you must borrow two, and they also regulate the llength of the borrowing time at will.

This day was no exception and the guy was telling me something about the state of my library card. It’s thoroughly dog-eared, through no fault of my own since it’s not really my name on the card. He is telling me I need to replace it. I ask the cost. 20 shillings. I tell him I’d definitely come with the cash the next time. I have no intention of doing this, simply because the guy is just being a bully and the card is actually usable. That he tells me all this with a certain high-handedness and condensatin does not help.

The card wars have been going on for a while. I promise to replace it and my bro will go next and say he’d never realised iit was that bad..and that it might as well be used till it fell apart. Neverthless, my last born brother put an end to this. You see, he simply washed his shirt with the card in it..and now we finally have no choice but to replace it. The guy at the library might not have worn, if there was any cellotape in the house with which we could have stuck the card together.