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Review: Asus X102B – Pretty on the outside, sluggish on the inside 

Trying to restart a career in writing means one must always have the tools of the trade at hand. With two laptops dying one after the other, I have no choice but to buy another one specifically for the sole purpose of blogging and writing. 

With a very specific purpose in mind, I embarked on a dedicated research for the best laptop/netbook which my very limited budget can get me. Endless research (read: mostly bugging one of my tech savvy friend) has lead me to the ASUS X102B. 


ASUS X102B is a ” full on Monet”


I am not a techie – my definition of high-tech is connecting a Bluetooth speaker to my iPhone, but the assurance of my tech-head guy friend is enough to convince me to buy. Now, I am not sure if it’s the laptop that’s a problem or me. 

On the outside: 

This thin netbook is a beauty. The metallic blue finish sets a nice background to the silver ASUS logo. Weighing at just 1.1kg, the thin body makes for a gadget that slips easily inside even the most compact of bags. I usually bring it to meetings with the WeKnow Creatives team and even when it’s stuffed my smallest shoulder bag, I can barely feel it’s weight. Supplementing the laptop is a charger that looks like it was built for a smartphone than a laptop. 


updating for eternity

On the inside 

 In my month of using the ASUS X102A, I have come to realize that this laptop is a “full-on Monet”, to quote the great Cher Horowitz (Clueless, 1996).  For those that needs brushing up on pop culture: 

Full-on Monet: Someone attractive from afar, but when you get close you see that said person is not as attractive as they appeared from a distance.

My love-hate relationship with this thing started from the minute I pressed the on/off button and started playing with its features. The track pad and screen is very sensitive which can lead to folders closed easily and emails delegated to the trash bin in one swipe of an errant finger. It can be sluggish and cannot accommodate growing on multiple opened tabs at the same time.  

While the feel of the keyboards is just the right fit for me, I hated that there are instances when keyboard response to typing is slow or way behind. Laptop also has tendency to hang. 

For streaming videos – which I do in the interest of my Korean dramas — streaming usually starts very promising that is, until a loud whirring noise will commence (while I panic). This will go on for 3 minutes before stopping abruptly, in which that danged laptop will again proceed to hang.  Which will lead me to restart the whole thing again. 

The problem is that usually, in 5 times out out ten, the laptop while try to update itself VERY SLOWLY, rendering it unusable. 

I have no idea what to do with this thing. I am thinking of luring my clueless techie guy-friend to coffee before asking him for help in making this thing work. Another option is to sell it – but thanks to this glowing review, I don’t think people will be inclined to purchase something that can cause headaches. 

Meanwhile, I am still tinkering with it – one because I really need to watch 2Days, 1Night and two, because I need to catch up on some writing. Ironically, blogging – which is the main reason why I bought “Monet” in the first place – is now done via my iPhone. Yeah, I know — ironic and pathetic at the same time. 
Tech Specs (lifted from Villman website)

AMD® Temash Dual core A4-1200 1.0 GHz Processor

Operating System: Windows 8

Memory: 2GB DDR3

Display: 10.1″ 16:9 HD (1366×768) LED Backlight Glare panel

Graphic: AMD Radeon® HD 8180G

Storage: 500GB 5400 RPM HDD

Card Reader: 2 -in-1 card reader ( SD/ SDHC/ SDXC/ MMC)

Camera: HD Web Camera

Networking: Integrated 802.11 b/g/n or 802.11a/b/g/n

Built-in Bluetooth™ V4.0 

10/100 Base T


1 x COMBO audio jack 

1 x VGA port/Mini D-sub 15-pin for external monitor

1 x USB 3.0 port(s) 

2 x USB 2.0 port(s)

1 x RJ45 LAN Jack for LAN insert 

1 x HDMI 

1 x SD card reader

1X AC adapter plug


Built-in Speakers And Microphone


Annus Horribilis, anyone?

No, I don’t have a horrible butt…(my junk in the trunk is actually doing well, thank you!)
What I am referring to is the horrible year that I am currently going through — I don’t know if there is a non-existent birth mark currently growing on my butt–but it seems that I have managed to achieve a new personal low when it comes to the general pathetic-ness of my current situation.

Oh where do I even begin? Life must be having a field day making me look like a total loser (cue “L” symbol on my forehead here).

I started January being gainfully employed by the job of my dreams, a stint at “THE PR FIRM” which I have been eyeing since I was fresh out of university. I was too smug knowing I work for the grand old man of PR until I have been unmercifully transformed into the office whipping girl. This in spite the fact that I worked my ass of, going home when all the Metro trains has stopped running and that I have been subjected to malicious insinuations that I didn’t know how to write at all…”if I was even a true reporter back in the day”. After four months of being subjected to emotional abuse, thanks to the machinations of Senator Palpatine and his number one crony, Jabba The Hut, I finally had the courage to tender my resignation and risk a life of joblessness right at the middle of the year.

Good thing I was employed by my current company–the only ray of sunshine in my otherwise miserable year. Right now, I am battling an empty wallet, a 3-page of pending stuff to do at work, sickness (my tooth and the hubby’s stomach, bills and all the things that usually make life unbearable for any human being.

Truth is, I can’t wait for this effing year to end and for 2012 to just start already. I wanted to make a fresh start and make right all the wrong things I’ve done at the start of the year. There are days when I just wanted to pull day and make them go faster. I don’t wanna lose hope cos I know that there are things in this world that calls for our patience. So I am taking my time and being comforted by the belief that all things happen in His time.

Just another day

It’s another wonderful day at the amazing kaisha….so amazing in fact that I am tempted to just run away during lunch and never come back. Maybe feign abduction from the alien race? I did something really sneaky today and wow, it was worth going through the complicated questions I had to efficiently duck just to “get away with it”.

Everyday, it’s there. The feeling that I am destined for something bigger other than kowtowing to the powers that be, and arranging transpo and messengerial requirements for happy, happy clients. I told my dad one time about the things I am up to (professional wise) and he said, “when will you finally be contented?” It was a question that made me do a double take and take a stock on things. When, indeed?

Maybe when I am 85 and in my death bed? I don’t know–is it a bad thing, to be continuously in a pursuit for something bigger and better than what you currently have? I always tell myself that I won’t ever settle, even if it kills me. But when is it finally enough? I can’t tell you how much it bothers me to be always on a “search” for the perfect kaisha. Cos I know there’s no chance in hell that I’d ever find one: there will always be weird and bitchy colleagues, an equally weirder powers that be, challenges and all the shitty things neatly rolled in between. But know what, I just want to find a semblance of order and justice and respect, that is enough for me.

Have you ever got the feeling that the world is running too fast and it’s leaving you struggling on its tracks. I always feel like that: that the world is evolving and changing without me. There are days when I feel like I am being left alone and everyone is moving forward with their life and respective careers. Maybe this is where my insane fear of failing comes from. Who wants to be failure, anyway? And even if as much as I hate killing myself for being such an effing workaholic, I kinda had my career plans down path and thus has no intention of leading my dream life as a professional beach bum and backpacker.

And so, another God-forsaken day has passed me by. I am still a nice bundle of frayed nerves and slightly antagonistic. I am thisclose to pulling a fast one, especially if the Bi-Centennial Man doesn’t stop tormenting me with his over the top posturings on not-so important things.

Notes to a wedding, long goodbyes and tear-stained tissue paper

It’s still December 10 — a good twenty days before the year ends and we usher in new beginnings. A good ten days but I feel my world spinning so fast that there are moments that I would like to scream — Stop! I want to get off!

I have been so unbelievably blessed this month. Too much blessings in fact, I get scared that I am not worthy of these gifts from God. Fate and the Almighty Father has been especially kind to my husband and I this year as all our silent wishes (the things our heart craves) has been given. Sometimes I tell myself and the man I married that we have no right to complain about the year we had. We have been extremely blessed this year. The only thing missing out of all these blessings have been the presence of a child in our lives.

Anyway, I’ve been caught in a whirlwind of activity as of late (hence the lack of posts and musings) — and I have hurdled some pretty big challenges as I make my way to maturing and growing old:

1. The Wedding – after taking care of this event, I no longer have anything to prove to myself. And I will no longer doubt my event management skills. I will be the first to tell you that it was the hardest thing I ever did–to manage and execute an event ALL BY MYSELF! (The Hubby helped out a bit) especially if that event concerns weddings which we all know Filipinos are very touchy about. An incompetent wedding coordinator will risk a lifetime of ridicule and bad juu-juu from a very unhappy bride should she messed up the wedding. Well, I did not execute the perfect, seamless wedding but what I delivered is a wedding that will be forever remembered for its beauty, the happiness of the couple and the fact that its so laid back and mellow.

I am so proud of myself for being able to handle the pressure very well. Like all weddings, I heard quite a bit from the anxious father of the groom who was so concerned on the proceedings of the event, and even questioned me for a bit on my organization capabilities. Stressful and taxing, yes…but never did I take it against the anxious dad as he is I am sure only concerned on how the wedding would look like. Or maybe, he just doesn’t want to be embarrassed. At the end of the day–it’s the grateful smile and the happy tears of the gorgeous couple that made me very thankful that I am part of this occasion.

2. The Long Goodbye I finally decided to let go of my comfort zone and embark on another great adventure by January. The decision came after one of my fondest wishes when I was young came true and I was crazy to pass up the opportunity. Off hand, I know that this will not be the easiest thing I’ll do–but at 31 years old, I pretty much deduced that it’s time for me to face bigger challenges. I know that I will be very challenged by this opportunity but this also presents the chance for me to grow and be a better person and a better professional. This is also the chance for me to hone my skills and to be recognized on the field that I chose. The decision to let go of my current company is not the easiest to do, but felt so good when I finally handed over my resignation. Do not get me wrong, I have no problem with my current company and all that I encounter is easily solved by a bottle of beer and new shoes. The decision to leave was purely on career growth and to further what I know — nothing more, nothing less. The minor irritations with people? Yes, they are there–but it’s something that I can handle easily. With my impending departure, it is only natural that I feel sad, leaving people who have made an impact with my life. There were a few who made life a lot better for me and the thought that I will be leaving just breaks my
heart into pieces…

3. Tear-stained Tissue Paper
…and so with the decision to leave came tying loose ends and answering questions safely dis
carded somewhere. I had a very open and very frank discussion with the powers that be this afternoon, the same convo that left me drained and tired, even till now while I type this. I’ve cried quite a lot due to this and I simply cannot understand every single thing that is happening.

“The phonies are out in full force”

Wow, this must be one of those days
The phonies and the psychotic know-it-alls are all over this freaking office, I am tempted to push them off the building.

There must be something in these morons that compels you to take a blunt knife and stick it up their skulls.

God, I am being homicidal again, I really must evaluate my life.

If you were me, how would you deal with someone who defines (in its very core) the word: asshole. You grin and you bear it. You evolve into the very person that you hate: a floor mat who smiles like hell in front of the powers that be YET silently plots their very murder inside (only if its legal)

I am 30 years old and I simply do not have the time and the energy to deal with this crap. Or this person’s misguided views on everything plus the INNATE belief that he is f@king right!

Today is another day when the phonies, the assholes, the know-it-alls are out in all their freaking glory. Must take cover while I still have the chance.