<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817842</id><updated>2012-01-15T21:57:20.036+08:00</updated><category term='friendship'/><category term='poem'/><category term='今日的他...'/><category term='Lyric'/><category term='It&apos;s all about eat'/><category term='好介绍'/><category term='dream chronicle'/><category term='randomly milked'/><category term='that&apos;s life'/><category term='他的故事'/><category term='心情记载'/><category term='生活报告'/><category term='生活点滴，遗憾'/><category term='等等…'/><category term='national service'/><category term='R/C'/><category term='family update'/><title type='text'>This is Duno™</title><subtitle type='html'>Looking at life from the far side.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Duno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122682246965720506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/TJrTT8xGQSI/AAAAAAAAA1w/PhU_7vXk_JQ/S220/(2010-9-15th)+Kah+Wen+Chin+Siang+Surprise+B%27day+1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>196</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817842.post-6907319448226945943</id><published>2012-01-15T21:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T21:50:59.490+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='生活点滴，遗憾'/><title type='text'>愚蠢</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;#26126;&amp;#22825;&amp;#23601;&amp;#26159;&amp;#26368;&amp;#21518;&amp;#19968;&amp;#31185;&amp;#30340;&amp;#32771;&amp;#35797;&amp;#20102;&amp;#65292;&amp;#20170;&amp;#22825;&amp;#19968;&amp;#26089;&amp;#36215;&amp;#26469;&amp;#31572;&amp;#24212;&amp;#33258;&amp;#24049;&amp;#35201;&amp;#22909;&amp;#22909;&amp;#28201;&amp;#20064;&amp;#65292;&amp;#19981;&amp;#35201;&amp;#26377;&amp;#36951;&amp;#25022;&amp;#12290;&amp;#31185;&amp;#30446;&amp;#30495;&amp;#30340;&amp;#24456;&amp;#38590;&amp;#65292;&amp;#35838;&amp;#25991;&amp;#30495;&amp;#30340;&amp;#24456;&amp;#22810;&amp;#65292;&amp;#19981;&amp;#30693;&amp;#36947;&amp;#26159;&amp;#21542;&amp;#26469;&amp;#24471;&amp;#21450;&amp;#65292;&amp;#19981;&amp;#36807;&amp;#20197;&amp;#24403;&amp;#26102;&amp;#30340;&amp;#36827;&amp;#23637;&amp;#65292;&amp;#30456;&amp;#20449;&amp;#36824;&amp;#26377;&amp;#26426;&amp;#20250;&amp;#12290;&amp;#38590;&amp;#24471;&amp;#24456;&amp;#26377;&amp;#24515;&amp;#24773;&amp;#30340;&amp;#28201;&amp;#20064;&amp;#12290;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817842-6907319448226945943?l=duno916.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/feeds/6907319448226945943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2012/01/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/6907319448226945943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/6907319448226945943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2012/01/blog-post.html' title='愚蠢'/><author><name>Duno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122682246965720506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/TJrTT8xGQSI/AAAAAAAAA1w/PhU_7vXk_JQ/S220/(2010-9-15th)+Kah+Wen+Chin+Siang+Surprise+B%27day+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817842.post-4924299174860317708</id><published>2011-11-15T15:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T15:58:28.823+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='that&apos;s life'/><title type='text'>Second Flight</title><content type='html'>November 12th was the second flight of my life, back from Melbourne to Singapore. I wasn't as anxious as the first time, nor scared. I remember the first time I sit on a plane, looking out from the window towards the wing. I remember the sensation of the plane taxiing into the runway and starting to speed up.&lt;br /&gt;
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The flight on that day was normal. There were more people going out from Melbourne than the day I went into it. The flight was on the way to Dubai, but stopped at Singapore to drop off some passengers. That would explain the crowd. The old couple beside me were heading to Sri Lanka. But I changed my seat later on due to inconvenience (the old man is injured or something, and getting out was pretty difficult).&lt;br /&gt;
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My flight was at 7pm, when the evening was still full of sunlight (summer). So I managed to have a brief look at part of Victoria. Indeed, most of the landscapes I saw were farms. Australia is an agricultural country anyway. Patches of green and yellow fields dot the part of Victoria that I could see.&lt;br /&gt;
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During my flight to Melbourne on July 4th, I had nothing much to do. I listened to some of my favourite artist's songs. On my flight back to Singapore, I discovered that there were movies to watch on the plane. They provided some of the most recent movies, although few of them I have never heard of. Browsing through, I selected three movie to watch: Captain America, Thor, and X-Men: First Class. All of them were awesome.&amp;nbsp;The flight was about 7 and a half hour long, so I could only watch three movies.&lt;br /&gt;
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I had a strange experience during the descending. While watching the final part of X-Men, I felt something flowed down from my nose. Initially I thought I had a sudden runny nose, so I wiped them with my finger. &lt;i&gt;"Was the ending part of the movie so touching that I couldn't resist to weep?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I was shocked to see my finger was instead covered in blood. I didn't have any runny nose at all; I had &lt;b&gt;nosebleed&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;
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Luckily I brought my&amp;nbsp;handkerchief&amp;nbsp;with me, but my nose kept on bleeding. I peeked at the young adults beside me. They looked pretty fine, snuggling and trying to sleep. I couldn't do anything, so I tried to sniff and control the bleeding. Then I heard other people started sniffing too. I'm not sure if they are having the same symptom or just runny nose. It was too dark to see anything.&lt;br /&gt;
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Pressure building up during ascending and descending is very common and normal. I didn't have the same symptom when I landed in Melbourne. Whatever caused it, I had to wait until I got back home and try to Google it.&lt;br /&gt;
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Turns out it is caused by dryness. Maybe Australia is too dry. No matter what, it was a scary moment. I thought I would pass out or something.&lt;br /&gt;
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When I reached the airport, I was very happy to see my parents and my girlfriend waiting for me outside the gate. So what if I don't have friends sending me off or picking me up?&lt;br /&gt;
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As long as I have a loving family and my loving girlfriend, I am very happy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817842-4924299174860317708?l=duno916.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/feeds/4924299174860317708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2011/11/second-flight.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/4924299174860317708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/4924299174860317708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2011/11/second-flight.html' title='Second Flight'/><author><name>Duno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122682246965720506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/TJrTT8xGQSI/AAAAAAAAA1w/PhU_7vXk_JQ/S220/(2010-9-15th)+Kah+Wen+Chin+Siang+Surprise+B%27day+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>Jalan Bunga Matahari, Taman Plentong Baru, 81750 Johor Bahru, Johor, Malaysia</georss:featurename><georss:point>1.5315091449011542 103.82848262786865</georss:point><georss:box>1.5275411449011542 103.82354712786865 1.5354771449011542 103.83341812786865</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817842.post-8760821703611616827</id><published>2011-11-09T16:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T16:20:11.258+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vacations</title><content type='html'>Yesterday (8th November 2011) concluded my first final examination period at RMIT. Maybe it is because I did not really feel any pressure on the last subject; there was no 'big relief' or anything after the exams.&lt;br /&gt;
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No pomp and circumstance, as I always like to say.&lt;br /&gt;
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Two semesters back, when I was still at Taylor's University, we would go out for dinner and outing after every final exams. Except for the first semester when I still did not have many friends, we would usually go for a nice lunch/dinner, bowling, archery, Sunway Pyramid.&lt;br /&gt;
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Funny thing is, even though Taylor's life was not a nice journey, I kind of enjoyed it. Sometimes I do wish I had chosen to stay. Switching and adapting to new environment is not an easy thing to do, especially alone. This is my second time, but it does not get any easier.&lt;br /&gt;
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And after 18 months of sticking together, many of us have parted ways. Majority went to Birmingham, UK; a group went to Western Australia; a handful chose to stay; while I came to Melbourne. From what I have seen, they are pretty much enjoying themselves at UK there. Wonderful time.&lt;br /&gt;
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I am glad to hear that the gang who chose to stay are doing well. Occasionally I will receive one or two greetings from them, which is lovely. With many of us leaving, they must have felt quite lonely. I will go visit them someday.&lt;br /&gt;
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So today starts my three-months long summer vacation, and there are a lot of things I hope to achieve. First of all is the long delayed Java programming, and then I will probably do some DIY projects. Snatched a deal a couple of days ago: a micro servomotor at only RM19. And then I hope to learn skateboarding; play badminton, go swimming . . .&lt;br /&gt;
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Contrary to what other people think, this holiday might not be an enjoyable one for me. It might actually becomes my only vacation in the next two years. Around this time next year, I will be going for internship/work experience in Australia. Heard that RMIT has changed their policy few years ago. They used to allow any sort of work experience: taxi driver, sushi seller, etc. Now we have to work under accredited engineers only, which is good actually.&lt;br /&gt;
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And then straight after that, I will continue my academic for another year. Next holiday might be in the 2013 year end, during which I will be graduating.&lt;br /&gt;
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So I am going to enjoy this vacation while it lasts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817842-8760821703611616827?l=duno916.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/feeds/8760821703611616827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2011/11/vacations.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/8760821703611616827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/8760821703611616827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2011/11/vacations.html' title='Vacations'/><author><name>Duno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122682246965720506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/TJrTT8xGQSI/AAAAAAAAA1w/PhU_7vXk_JQ/S220/(2010-9-15th)+Kah+Wen+Chin+Siang+Surprise+B%27day+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817842.post-2001491878893481529</id><published>2011-10-20T10:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T10:06:48.319+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OCD Virgo</title><content type='html'>I used to think I am a perfectionist. They say this is a special trait of a Virgo, aside from being very sensitive about hygiene. The reason I think I am a perfectionist is because I tend to do things over and over again to get the most perfect result. One very good example is playing a city simulation game called SimCity. Whenever I feel that the city is doomed to expand even only after just merely 50 in-game years, I will obliterate the whole city and rebuild it. And rebuild it. And rebuild it.&lt;br /&gt;
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I have gone through a lot of different city designs, always looking for the best symmetry, the tidiest city possible. This is probably the best example of my perfectionism. Other examples include arranging notes to the tidiest possible, trying to keep a book from being dog-eared, and so on.&lt;br /&gt;
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That was until someone during my Taylor's University years noticed it.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;"You're OCD, is it?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;"I guess so." *laugh*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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So the proper name for my behaviour should be called &lt;i&gt;obsessive compulsive disorder&lt;/i&gt;, and not &lt;i&gt;perfectionism&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;
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And I am not hating it. That is what makes me special.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817842-2001491878893481529?l=duno916.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/feeds/2001491878893481529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2011/10/ocd-virgo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/2001491878893481529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/2001491878893481529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2011/10/ocd-virgo.html' title='OCD Virgo'/><author><name>Duno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122682246965720506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/TJrTT8xGQSI/AAAAAAAAA1w/PhU_7vXk_JQ/S220/(2010-9-15th)+Kah+Wen+Chin+Siang+Surprise+B%27day+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817842.post-6543468456303108924</id><published>2011-10-18T10:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T10:52:50.742+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randomly milked'/><title type='text'>New Blogger UI</title><content type='html'>It's been few months since I last used Blogger on my computer. The last post was written via my phone. Yesterday I came back to my old blog site. My, things have change!&lt;br /&gt;
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Google have been doing a great job in polishing their interface and products. Being a follower of Google, I always like their simple user-interface and user-friendliness: Android, Blogger, Gmail, and stuff. Except Youtube.&lt;br /&gt;
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The new Blogger interface, called Dynamic View, provides seven different ways to show your blog posts. After trying out all, I settled down with Flipcard style. Others are not very suitable for my blog content. For example, the Snapshot style is more suitable for blogs with a lot of photos and pictures.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-04L_mAs8X4Y/Tpzo3UHuSeI/AAAAAAAAA-8/KOZRIhuNrcE/s1600/blogger.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="250" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-04L_mAs8X4Y/Tpzo3UHuSeI/AAAAAAAAA-8/KOZRIhuNrcE/s400/blogger.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Flipcard!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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Flipcard style is actually not a very new feature. I have seen it before in &lt;a href="http://notch.tumblr.com/archive"&gt;Notch's blog&lt;/a&gt;, which is hosted by another blog site Tumblr. I am not sure about other style, but they are all very nice.&lt;br /&gt;
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This new feature is not the only thing that has changed. The overall user-interface of the site has a brand new look. Publishing post is now easier and more user-friendly, with posts settings at the side of the post content for fast settings. Everything looks clean and tidy now, as compared to the old, dull interface. It does resemble Android OS on mobile platforms.&lt;br /&gt;
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Great work, Google!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817842-6543468456303108924?l=duno916.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/feeds/6543468456303108924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2011/10/new-blogger-ui.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/6543468456303108924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/6543468456303108924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2011/10/new-blogger-ui.html' title='New Blogger UI'/><author><name>Duno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122682246965720506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/TJrTT8xGQSI/AAAAAAAAA1w/PhU_7vXk_JQ/S220/(2010-9-15th)+Kah+Wen+Chin+Siang+Surprise+B%27day+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-04L_mAs8X4Y/Tpzo3UHuSeI/AAAAAAAAA-8/KOZRIhuNrcE/s72-c/blogger.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817842.post-5408553644795271145</id><published>2011-10-17T19:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T08:20:34.920+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randomly milked'/><title type='text'>Prayers</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ovVpu2x0c1U/TpwXX8fMXzI/AAAAAAAAA-0/O4vubgA4oCY/s1600/change-your-life-301.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ovVpu2x0c1U/TpwXX8fMXzI/AAAAAAAAA-0/O4vubgA4oCY/s400/change-your-life-301.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Life is not just about racing with time.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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Adapted from a page on Facebook.&lt;br /&gt;
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~*~*~*~*~*~&lt;br /&gt;
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Man: Tell me, why has life become complicated now?&lt;br /&gt;
Jesus: Stop analyzing life. Just live it. Analysis is what makes it complicated.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Man: Why are we then constantly unhappy?&lt;br /&gt;
Jesus: Your today is the tomorrow that you worried about yesterday. You are worrying because you are analyzing. Worrying has become your habit. That’s why you are not happy.&lt;br /&gt;
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Man: But how can we not worry when there is so much uncertainty?&lt;br /&gt;
Jesus: Uncertainty is inevitable, but worrying is optional.&lt;br /&gt;
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Man: But then, there is so much pain due to uncertainty.&lt;br /&gt;
Jesus: Pain is inevitable, but suffering is optional.&lt;br /&gt;
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Man: If suffering is optional, why do good people always suffer?&lt;br /&gt;
Jesus: Diamond cannot be polished without friction. Gold cannot be purified without fire. Good people go through trials, but don’t suffer. With that experience their life become better not bitter.&lt;br /&gt;
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Man: You mean to say such experience is useful?&lt;br /&gt;
Jesus: Yes. In every term, Experience is a hard teacher. She gives the test first and the lessons afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Man: But still, why should we go through such tests? Why can’t we be free from problems?&lt;br /&gt;
Jesus: Problems are Purposeful Roadblocks Offering Beneficial Lessons (to) Enhance Mental Strength. Inner strength comes from struggle and endurance, not when you are free from problems.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Man: Frankly in the midst of so many problems, we don’t know where we are heading.&lt;br /&gt;
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Jesus: If you look outside you will not know where you are heading. Look inside. Looking outside, you dream. Looking inside, you awaken. Eyes provide sight. Heart provides insight.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Man: Sometimes not succeeding fast seems to hurt more than moving in the right direction. What should I do?&lt;br /&gt;
Jesus: Success is a measure as decided by others. Satisfaction is a measure as decided by you. Knowing the road ahead is more satisfying than knowing you rode ahead. You work with the compass. Let others work with the clock.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Man: In tough times, how do you stay motivated?&lt;br /&gt;
Jesus: Always look at how far you have come rather than how far you have to go. Always count your blessing, not what you are missing.&lt;br /&gt;
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Man: What surprises you about people?&lt;br /&gt;
Jesus: When they suffer they ask, “why me? When they prosper, they never ask “Why me” Everyone wishes to have truth on their side, but few want to be on the side of the truth.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Man: Sometimes I ask, who I am, why am I here. I can’t get the answer.&lt;br /&gt;
Jesus: Seek not to find who you are, but to determine who you want to be. Stop looking for a purpose as to why you are here. Create it. Life is not a process of discovery but a process of creation.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Man: How can I get the best out of life?&lt;br /&gt;
Jesus: Face your past without regret. Handle your present with confidence. Prepare for the future without fear.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Man: One last question. Sometimes I feel my prayers are not answered.&lt;br /&gt;
Jesus: There are no unanswered prayers. At times the answer is NO.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Man: Thank you for this wonderful chat. I am so happy to start the day with a new sense of inspiration.&lt;br /&gt;
Jesus: Well. Keep the faith and drop the fear. Don’t believe your doubts and doubt your beliefs. Life is a mystery to solve not a problem to resolve. Trust me. Life is wonderful if you know how to live.&lt;br /&gt;
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Man: Thank you so much.&lt;br /&gt;
Jesus: You are always welcome. Have a good day my friend.&lt;br /&gt;
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~*~*~*~*~*~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817842-5408553644795271145?l=duno916.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/feeds/5408553644795271145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2011/10/knowing-road-ahead-is-more-satisfying.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/5408553644795271145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/5408553644795271145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2011/10/knowing-road-ahead-is-more-satisfying.html' title='Prayers'/><author><name>Duno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122682246965720506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/TJrTT8xGQSI/AAAAAAAAA1w/PhU_7vXk_JQ/S220/(2010-9-15th)+Kah+Wen+Chin+Siang+Surprise+B%27day+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ovVpu2x0c1U/TpwXX8fMXzI/AAAAAAAAA-0/O4vubgA4oCY/s72-c/change-your-life-301.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817842.post-8175258302905916751</id><published>2011-09-11T19:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T19:35:53.135+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='that&apos;s life'/><title type='text'>Recent Days pt.1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Where'd you be? Weribee! *giggle*"&lt;br&gt;
- old blind man to his friend, Bob, who is also blind&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Friday morning started out as usual, waking up in the morning and taking a train ride to Melbourne for class. But that day was different.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;When the train stopped at north Geelong, two big dogs entered and startled me. I don't usually see animals boarding train; it is prohibited. I quickly remembered one exception: guide dogs. Then I saw them. Two old men holding the dogs. Blind people.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The guide dogs, one black and one brown, guided the old folks to the seats just beside me. They are quite adorable, despite their big size. The old folks are friends, and they chatted light-heartedly.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I was sitting quietly, listening to music, as usual. I travel to Melbourne everyday morning alone anyway. The old folks made me unplug my earphones, and think.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;There are two types of blind people in the world: those who think their life is meaningless and continue to sit by the road and beg for sympathy; and those who choose to accept their disability and live their life. The old folks in the train fall into the latter.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;It was their optimism that struck me. Despite having no clue of what is going on around them, they continue to live their life as usual, going places, meeting friends, even taking train ride. Their conversations told me this. They didn't sound sad at all. Maybe they had gone through those time.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;It made me realize how fortunate I am, being able to see the world. I had a few times, during some group activities, walking around blindfolded. It wasn't a very pleasant experience. Not at all. I felt scared, afraid.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I wonder how will I cope with it if I were blind. Probably I would fall into the first category, lamenting about my disability.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;That is just me, anyway.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;This post is published via Blogger for Android on my HTC Sensation.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817842-8175258302905916751?l=duno916.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/feeds/8175258302905916751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2011/09/recent-days-pt1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/8175258302905916751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/8175258302905916751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2011/09/recent-days-pt1.html' title='Recent Days pt.1'/><author><name>Duno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122682246965720506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/TJrTT8xGQSI/AAAAAAAAA1w/PhU_7vXk_JQ/S220/(2010-9-15th)+Kah+Wen+Chin+Siang+Surprise+B%27day+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817842.post-5908000602934637344</id><published>2011-09-09T10:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-09T10:13:25.681+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randomly milked'/><title type='text'>Blogger on the Go</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Apparently Google released an Android app for Blogger. With the advent of microblogging sites like Facebook and Twitter, the good old blogging trend is slowly dying out.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Or does it? This post is written from my Android HTC Sensation, and it will mark my return to blogging.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Happy blogging. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817842-5908000602934637344?l=duno916.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/feeds/5908000602934637344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2011/09/blogger-on-go.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/5908000602934637344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/5908000602934637344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2011/09/blogger-on-go.html' title='Blogger on the Go'/><author><name>Duno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122682246965720506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/TJrTT8xGQSI/AAAAAAAAA1w/PhU_7vXk_JQ/S220/(2010-9-15th)+Kah+Wen+Chin+Siang+Surprise+B%27day+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>RMIT University - City Campus, 22/330 Swanston Street, Melbourne VIC 3000, Australia</georss:featurename><georss:point>-37.808563 144.963698</georss:point></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817842.post-8129421997458589990</id><published>2011-08-03T18:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-03T18:59:09.407+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dream chronicle'/><title type='text'>#3: A Laughter Long Forgotten</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VZ4IvK-VwEk/TjknVG7NvaI/AAAAAAAAA78/SejM5NjUem8/s1600/Live__Love__Laugh_op_427x600.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VZ4IvK-VwEk/TjknVG7NvaI/AAAAAAAAA78/SejM5NjUem8/s1600/Live__Love__Laugh_op_427x600.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;August 2, 2011&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
We were sitting together, chatting about life. I showed you some of my pictures I took from overseas, sharing the life in a different culture. You were listening very eagerly, and I had the urge to hug you, but I resisted it, knowing it would hurt both of us more than that. Somehow I remembered you and I were having our own relationship, that there would be nothing between us except friendship. I remembered I had hurt her more than I could remember.&lt;br /&gt;
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And that probably stopped me from even touching you. I remembered I had promised myself to put everything behind.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Then came my best friend from secondary school. I remembered how we used to sit in the same class together. We chatted and laughed and shared gossips. You were laughing like before, before your life took a sudden turn in 2008. I was laughing like before too, before we parted ways in 2009.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Then there were those prefect friends, fooling around like before. We laughed out loud together. I felt happy, as if my body was re-energized. And suddenly it hit me. I realized I had not laughed like this for a very, very long time. I don't even remember since when.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Nevertheless, I enjoyed that brief moment of pure laughter. Until I suddenly woke up.&lt;br /&gt;
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And it was nothing but a dream. A dream that I will try my best to remember. A dream that reminded me to keep in touch with my friends, who were the ones to stick with me through thick and thin.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I am not lonely after all. It had always been myself all along.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817842-8129421997458589990?l=duno916.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/feeds/8129421997458589990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2011/08/3-laughter-long-forgotten.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/8129421997458589990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/8129421997458589990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2011/08/3-laughter-long-forgotten.html' title='#3: A Laughter Long Forgotten'/><author><name>Duno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122682246965720506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/TJrTT8xGQSI/AAAAAAAAA1w/PhU_7vXk_JQ/S220/(2010-9-15th)+Kah+Wen+Chin+Siang+Surprise+B%27day+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VZ4IvK-VwEk/TjknVG7NvaI/AAAAAAAAA78/SejM5NjUem8/s72-c/Live__Love__Laugh_op_427x600.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817842.post-7000949340337522629</id><published>2011-07-17T20:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T20:11:20.417+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='that&apos;s life'/><title type='text'>Welcome to Oz, mate!</title><content type='html'>4 July 2011&lt;br /&gt;
Everytime I went to Changi Airport, it was because either my brother is leaving or arriving. Me and my parents will stand by the gate of the 'Departure' or 'Arrival' hall. During departure, we would follow them to the departure gate, and never crosses the border.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KyvUc2vV1fk/TiLJzbJI0kI/AAAAAAAAA7M/V0U0ewoAX3c/s1600/IMG_2643.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KyvUc2vV1fk/TiLJzbJI0kI/AAAAAAAAA7M/V0U0ewoAX3c/s320/IMG_2643.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;At the border.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;That night it was my turn to cross that line for the first time, and see for myself exactly what lies beyond it. It was nothing, actually. Just a bunch more checks and scrutiny and custom officers. I wasn't very happy or excited. I was a bit sad actually, because she was not able to bid me farewell that night due to examinations. Thought I was happy that my parents were there. I should learn to count my blessings.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H3nElEvdaIo/TiLKF8sjtdI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/NYD-dvlikxM/s1600/IMG_2644.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H3nElEvdaIo/TiLKF8sjtdI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/NYD-dvlikxM/s320/IMG_2644.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;My first plane ride.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;That night I boarded a plane for the first time in my life. I have heard stories about how unstable the plane will be during take-off and landings. Now it is my turn to experience it. Not so bad, I would say. Although the plane was not exactly quiet as I thought it would be. Probably because the seat I took was by the wing.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z3ldr5T79PQ/TiLMwYs2gSI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/EQ0Z0-wkScs/s1600/IMG_2653.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z3ldr5T79PQ/TiLMwYs2gSI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/EQ0Z0-wkScs/s320/IMG_2653.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Flight information.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;That night I was in the plane alone. The seats beside me were empty. It was approaching 12AM in the midnight, and I should have taken a sleep. The only thing that kept me entertained was the monitor in front of me that displays flight information. They also provided songs for your enjoyment. I was rather happy to find that they included my favourite artist Fish Leong's latest album, 《情歌没有告诉你》. I enjoyed that.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vTyPFLjN43Y/TiLKy5IFeeI/AAAAAAAAA7U/f_9meMgO3Ww/s1600/IMG_2659.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vTyPFLjN43Y/TiLKy5IFeeI/AAAAAAAAA7U/f_9meMgO3Ww/s320/IMG_2659.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Good morning, Melbourne!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;That night I flew abroad for the first time in my life. It was sad actually, that I had no one to share this excitement of being overseas for the first time. No friends, no family. It was even sadder that she was not beside me. We could have experienced this for the first time together. We could have talked the whole night. We could have shared our thoughts when we saw the above picture. There were so many things I wanted to talk about, but no one was there to listen.&lt;br /&gt;
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But I am not here to travel. I am here to study. So I didn't really mind that no one was with me. It would be a very interesting experience for me in the coming 2 years. There are still some trivial stories I want to share, but that will be next post.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Good morning ladies and gentlemen. This is your Captain speaking. Hope you had a good night rest. The time now is 6.30AM local time. We will be landing at the Melbourne Tullamarine airport in a short while. The weather forecast indicates there will be a slight rain in Melbourne, so the landing will be a bit bumpy but that's not to be worried. The temperature in Melbourne is 9'C. We hope you enjoyed this flight.&amp;nbsp;And welcome to Melbourne."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817842-7000949340337522629?l=duno916.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/feeds/7000949340337522629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2011/07/welcome-to-oz-mate.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/7000949340337522629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/7000949340337522629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2011/07/welcome-to-oz-mate.html' title='Welcome to Oz, mate!'/><author><name>Duno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122682246965720506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/TJrTT8xGQSI/AAAAAAAAA1w/PhU_7vXk_JQ/S220/(2010-9-15th)+Kah+Wen+Chin+Siang+Surprise+B%27day+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KyvUc2vV1fk/TiLJzbJI0kI/AAAAAAAAA7M/V0U0ewoAX3c/s72-c/IMG_2643.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817842.post-4284433913908135173</id><published>2011-06-05T12:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-05T12:04:40.831+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='that&apos;s life'/><title type='text'>42 days</title><content type='html'>Sunday, June 5th, 2011&lt;br /&gt;
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Counting down, it will be 42 days from today before I go abroad. Time really flies. Tomorrow will be my last week of schooling in Taylor's University, and I guess it is also essentially my last week of schooling in Malaysia. I am having mixed emotion.&lt;br /&gt;
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A few days ago, I received a call from my agent. They told me the offer I accepted is based on a duration of 3.5 years. Any more exemption I will have to settle it myself when I reached there. I thought of my future. I will turn 22 this year in September. If I managed to appeal for further exemption, it will still be at least 2.5 years of schooling.&lt;br /&gt;
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I once had the chance to finish my study before 24, even 23, but I screwed up. I have wasted a year in 2009-2010. And now I have to study half-a-year more than anybody else. I guess that is probably the main reason why no one chooses RMIT, aside from the fee difference. Yes, UK might be cheaper than Australia.&lt;br /&gt;
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By the time I graduate, I will be 25. I did not expect this. At all.&lt;br /&gt;
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I have to admit, over the course of studying electrical &amp;amp; electronic engineering in Taylor's, I have picked up a lot of skills and knowledge. I did not regret studying E&amp;amp;E, nor will I regret. E&amp;amp;E is certainly a course I enjoyed. But whether I am suitable to be an engineer, I am still not sure. Some friends said I am more of a scientist than an engineer. In any case, I will continue to pursuit my study.&lt;br /&gt;
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Time sure flies. In this 42 days, I will have a lot to settle. Visa, air ticket, confirmation of enrolment letter which I am still waiting, accommodation...&lt;br /&gt;
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Recently, there are photos of friends going off to UK. Sheffield, specifically. It is always a comforting sight to see them going there, but at the same time I feel deep sadness. I could have joined them. I could have met up with them.&lt;br /&gt;
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I will be going Australia alone. This is going to be special. This is going to be different. I am not going to waste my life anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817842-4284433913908135173?l=duno916.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/feeds/4284433913908135173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2011/06/42-days.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/4284433913908135173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/4284433913908135173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2011/06/42-days.html' title='42 days'/><author><name>Duno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122682246965720506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/TJrTT8xGQSI/AAAAAAAAA1w/PhU_7vXk_JQ/S220/(2010-9-15th)+Kah+Wen+Chin+Siang+Surprise+B%27day+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817842.post-8079905104457426054</id><published>2011-05-16T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T22:28:29.850+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='that&apos;s life'/><title type='text'>Of Dilemma and Undecidedness</title><content type='html'>It has been a long time.&lt;br /&gt;
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May 2011&lt;br /&gt;
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People are starting to worry about their future. Some say UK is a good place to further studies, others argue Australia is nice. Some prefer to stay local, to reduce the burden on their family. Most are in dilemma. Many undecided.&lt;br /&gt;
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United Kingdom or Australia? That is the pivotal question. Great Britain Pound is heavier, but due to the similarity of syllabus, 2 years are exempted. Australia Dollar is lower, but is on the rising. Taylor's had been known to partner with UK universities like Birmingham or Portsmouth. But not Australia, except maybe UWA.&lt;br /&gt;
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Claims and rumours are thrown around like waste paper to the basket. Some say University of Western Australia changed their policy, no more 2+2 programme. Some say Portsmouth and Bath never accept third year students. Some say RMIT is not good.&lt;br /&gt;
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But in the end there is a trend. More and more people prefer Birmingham and get two years exemption. Taylor's used to offer twinning programme with Birmingham, but in year 2009, they cancelled the partnership and rolled out their own degree. Now students have to do credit transfer.&lt;br /&gt;
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I guess I will be going RMIT alone, which I actually kind of like it. I admit I am a loner. I do not like to follow people to the same place, seeing people I hate to see again. I want to go somewhere no one knows me, somewhere peaceful. It will be a new experience going alone, adapting to a new environment. That is why I chose RMIT, where no one will ever think of going because of the stingy 1 year exemption. Plus, my brother is there, at least I do not have to worry much.&lt;br /&gt;
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The only problem is, will I be able to leave everything behind?&lt;br /&gt;
Can we get through this 3 years without any problems...?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817842-8079905104457426054?l=duno916.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/feeds/8079905104457426054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2011/05/of-dilemma-and-undecidedness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/8079905104457426054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/8079905104457426054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2011/05/of-dilemma-and-undecidedness.html' title='Of Dilemma and Undecidedness'/><author><name>Duno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122682246965720506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/TJrTT8xGQSI/AAAAAAAAA1w/PhU_7vXk_JQ/S220/(2010-9-15th)+Kah+Wen+Chin+Siang+Surprise+B%27day+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817842.post-402677819133447655</id><published>2011-03-24T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T21:55:32.559+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='that&apos;s life'/><title type='text'>Life is like riding a Roller-Coaster</title><content type='html'>Isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zu7VU7hPnE/TUDuVuXE80I/AAAAAAAAAgA/6eM8FGmmkW4/s1600/rollercoaster.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zu7VU7hPnE/TUDuVuXE80I/AAAAAAAAAgA/6eM8FGmmkW4/s320/rollercoaster.jpg" width="233" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hang on tight!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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I went to the academic advisor agent AUG in SS15 yesterday asking about my application status to RMIT, I was shocked to know that I was actually neglecting the application for a long time now. They have asked for details since January! That's why I have not received any reply yet. So I set out to gather all the documents required: the syllabus for each and every single subject I studied, my public university's transcript, and whatnots. That sounds very, very tiring, since I have to ask for the documents from every lecturer, including those who have left.&lt;br /&gt;
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Then today, I happened to ask from the correct lecturer. She gave me a whole list of subject outlines, which is actually overkill. But what matter was I don't need to find every lecturer anymore! That's a big relief. And now the coaster train started to climb upwards.&lt;br /&gt;
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Further into the day, I learnt that next week's mid-term examination is postponed to the following week, which means I will be able to go Kampar and visit my friend this weekend! I have been planning this for a long time now. Now the train kept climbing upwards.&lt;br /&gt;
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And then, when I was about to go home at 7pm, I decided to go back and have some KFC as dinner since my cousin went to Genting already. The train reached climax and started to fall, fast. That was when the shadow of my car's former self came back and haunt me.&lt;br /&gt;
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Mom's Kancil is 15 years old this year. Dad have been doing a great job maintaining it, but nothing in this world is perfect or ideal. Machines wear and tear; engines age; electronics malfunction. This had happened to Kancil since a few years ago already, when the first symptom showed up: the car was not able to start at all. It had gone through 2 relapses already, the last one was on the last day of my holiday, February 27th.&lt;br /&gt;
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The relay was the culprit, failing to switch on the starter during the ignition, causing the engine not to be cranked. And I was stuck in the basement parking in my university, feeling helpless. I couldn't do anything; I had no spare relays, and dad is more than 300km away. The only thing I could do was call him.&lt;br /&gt;
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After some discussion, dad advised me on how to fix it. Lucky for me, two of my friends, JJ and Darren, happened to drive by me, and they got down to help me.&amp;nbsp;Alas, my Kancil was fixed, temporarily, until I service it tomorrow morning. Had they not passed by me, I would not have gotten home tonight typing all these. A friend in need is a friend indeed.&lt;br /&gt;
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The coaster train came to a level ground. When I got home, internet was miraculously fixed. The train started to climb up again.&lt;br /&gt;
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Life is really like riding a roller-coaster, isn't it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817842-402677819133447655?l=duno916.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/feeds/402677819133447655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2011/03/life-is-like-riding-roller-coaster.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/402677819133447655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/402677819133447655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2011/03/life-is-like-riding-roller-coaster.html' title='Life is like riding a Roller-Coaster'/><author><name>Duno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122682246965720506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/TJrTT8xGQSI/AAAAAAAAA1w/PhU_7vXk_JQ/S220/(2010-9-15th)+Kah+Wen+Chin+Siang+Surprise+B%27day+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-zu7VU7hPnE/TUDuVuXE80I/AAAAAAAAAgA/6eM8FGmmkW4/s72-c/rollercoaster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817842.post-5481703425230800968</id><published>2011-02-16T16:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-16T17:07:39.910+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='that&apos;s life'/><title type='text'>Java 1, 2, 3!</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6Rn48j40Aas/TVuCCA9ZWPI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/McSKwfK8WrQ/s1600/Thinking.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6Rn48j40Aas/TVuCCA9ZWPI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/McSKwfK8WrQ/s200/Thinking.jpg" width="194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Let's think in Java, folks!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;So, I have been learning Java since October 2010. What have I learnt?&lt;br /&gt;
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Making a simple text-displaying program is the first step for everyone who is learning programming language. Dubbed the "&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hello_world_program"&gt;Hello World" program&lt;/a&gt;, it simply displays the message "Hello World!", and it can be written in any programming language. That is an easy feat for anyone with logical mind.&lt;br /&gt;
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And that marks the beginning of my Java learning path.&lt;br /&gt;
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The Java developer Oracle Corporation (formerly Sun Microsystems) website is very kind to offer a downloadable &lt;a href="http://download.oracle.com/javase/tutorial/"&gt;tutorial&lt;/a&gt; for anyone who wishes to pick up this powerful programming language derived from the basic C programming language, though the tutorial is not very detailed and reliable for a dummy like me. That is why I need a proper book, maybe Java for Dummies.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.omgn.com/images/upload/minecraft/minecraft.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://www.omgn.com/images/upload/minecraft/minecraft.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Addiction redefined indeed!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Fuelled by the success of an indie game called Minecraft and the embedded system subject I studied, I decided to pick up Java back in the end of October 2010. &lt;i&gt;How awesome it would be if I were able to create a simple 2D game&lt;/i&gt;, I thought. By creating your own game, you can make it work the way you want, do the things you want it to do. Though I will not aim to create the next Minecraft. I will make games much to my own content.&lt;br /&gt;
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Learning programming language actually serves me two purposes. One is the above mentioned, and the other is &lt;i&gt;understanding the hard work and logic behind every electronic&lt;/i&gt;. In embedded system, we learnt about programming integrated circuit (IC). We learnt about interfacing with LCD, making simple programs. This has opened up my eyes to &lt;i&gt;understanding how exactly does electronic stuff work&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://irevolution.files.wordpress.com/2010/05/red-button-med-30.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://irevolution.files.wordpress.com/2010/05/red-button-med-30.jpg" width="178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Shall I push the button?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;For example: How does a button work? How is it able to do something with a press of a button? Maybe you pressed the "Date" button in your watch, and the display changes to the current date. How do they do it? You may think it is very simple to program such an action, but you may also be surprised at &lt;i&gt;how tedious it can be&lt;/i&gt; to actually write the codes to make the IC perform such task.&lt;br /&gt;
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And if making such a simple task requires no less than 50 lines, imagine how many lines of code is needed to make a game. There is a reason why programs take years to develop.&lt;br /&gt;
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In a nutshell, I did not intend to pick up programming; I actually stumbled upon it. Learning programming language has taught me a lot of things, brush up my logic, and makes me really appreciate the hard work behind every electronic and software.&lt;br /&gt;
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Current Java learning stage: Graphical User Interface&lt;br /&gt;
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P.S. - And there's Mindstorm NXT2.0 too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817842-5481703425230800968?l=duno916.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/feeds/5481703425230800968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2011/02/java-1-2-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/5481703425230800968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/5481703425230800968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2011/02/java-1-2-3.html' title='Java 1, 2, 3!'/><author><name>Duno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122682246965720506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/TJrTT8xGQSI/AAAAAAAAA1w/PhU_7vXk_JQ/S220/(2010-9-15th)+Kah+Wen+Chin+Siang+Surprise+B%27day+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6Rn48j40Aas/TVuCCA9ZWPI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/McSKwfK8WrQ/s72-c/Thinking.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817842.post-8428617190968889766</id><published>2011-02-14T20:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T20:27:26.142+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='that&apos;s life'/><title type='text'>Too many things, too little time!</title><content type='html'>I wanna learn:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Java programming language.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;to fly Belt-CP2.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;to build impressive robots with NXT.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;cooking/baking.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;skateboarding.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;French.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Piano.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wanna:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;accompany her.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;go travelling with her.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;meet up with old friends.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;play badminton.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;play football.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;chat with papa and mama.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;look at chickens and ducks and dogs.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;read magazines and follow the current technology/science news.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;do interesting physics/astronomy DIY projects with Andrew.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;hear the crickets at night.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;feel the morning estate breeze.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;Days remaining? 14.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
I don't like this. I don't like this at all. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817842-8428617190968889766?l=duno916.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/feeds/8428617190968889766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2011/02/too-many-things-too-little-time.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/8428617190968889766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/8428617190968889766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2011/02/too-many-things-too-little-time.html' title='Too many things, too little time!'/><author><name>Duno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122682246965720506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/TJrTT8xGQSI/AAAAAAAAA1w/PhU_7vXk_JQ/S220/(2010-9-15th)+Kah+Wen+Chin+Siang+Surprise+B%27day+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817842.post-4820660451446244120</id><published>2011-02-12T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T22:33:15.063+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='that&apos;s life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='R/C'/><title type='text'>Mission Impossible</title><content type='html'>So, after going home on January 28th, I managed to catch up with my big brother who was on a few days holiday at that time. I reached home around 2pm that day and my brother, unsurprisingly, was still sleeping. Dad was supposed to take him to barber shop but he was busy, so I was charged with the task.&lt;br /&gt;
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Well, it was not something I would want to complain. I had not seen my brother for almost a year. While in the car, we chatted a lot, from study to heli. And that was when the conversation started to get exciting.&lt;br /&gt;
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It was him who introduced me to this hobby. It has been our dream toy. We discussed everything about R/C helicopter, from technical stuff to bragging our skills. It has been a long time since we chatted like this.&lt;br /&gt;
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After having his hair cut, we went to a nearby mamak restaurant to have our lunch. That was when I suggested to look for a new helicopter, since my old Big Lama has been out of service for a long time. That was when he suggested to buy me a new helicopter. A quick phone call to dad and my ear was filled with angry words. Well, not so angry actually. :D&lt;br /&gt;
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A quick visit to the local hobby shop had my brother eyeing on some models. Too bad he didn't bring his wallet (and most importantly his credit card!). Another quick phone call to dad and he was still disagreeing. Brother had instead followed his own way. So we went home and grab his wallet (and of course, card!), and made another visit to the shop.&lt;br /&gt;
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And with a swipe of his "almighty" credit card, he bought me a new R/C helicopter.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Yrm-fR96mqQ/TVaYJOxf_AI/AAAAAAAAA5E/o8zIhZ1hpv4/s1600/IMG_2018.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Yrm-fR96mqQ/TVaYJOxf_AI/AAAAAAAAA5E/o8zIhZ1hpv4/s320/IMG_2018.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;E-Sky Belt-CP 2&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Another E-Sky (because the shop only sells E-Sky and other more expensive brands), another helicopter. This is collective pitch. This is 3D capable. This is serious flying. This is wooden blade. This is brushless motor. This is &lt;i&gt;potong rumput&lt;/i&gt;. This is Belt-CP 2.&lt;br /&gt;
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Been flying for a few weeks now and I &lt;i&gt;still&lt;/i&gt; cannot hover it in place. This is really serious business.&lt;br /&gt;
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Brother has been teasing me since the day we got this. He is very confident I will crash it in this month. But I will prove to him my clean sheet record is not a laughing matter! &lt;i&gt;Don't play play!&lt;/i&gt; :DD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817842-4820660451446244120?l=duno916.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/feeds/4820660451446244120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2011/02/mission-impossible.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/4820660451446244120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/4820660451446244120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2011/02/mission-impossible.html' title='Mission Impossible'/><author><name>Duno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122682246965720506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/TJrTT8xGQSI/AAAAAAAAA1w/PhU_7vXk_JQ/S220/(2010-9-15th)+Kah+Wen+Chin+Siang+Surprise+B%27day+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Yrm-fR96mqQ/TVaYJOxf_AI/AAAAAAAAA5E/o8zIhZ1hpv4/s72-c/IMG_2018.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817842.post-6317667599575763101</id><published>2011-01-21T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-21T21:30:33.965+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dream chronicle'/><title type='text'>#2: Fly Me To The Outer Space</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/TTmKM47ZoeI/AAAAAAAAA40/yNJbwrghqJw/s1600/1240559504_1024x768_blue-wallpaper-for-the-planets.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/TTmKM47ZoeI/AAAAAAAAA40/yNJbwrghqJw/s400/1240559504_1024x768_blue-wallpaper-for-the-planets.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;20th January, 2011&lt;br /&gt;
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We had a space shuttle in our world. Strictly speaking, it was not exactly a space shuttle. It was some kind of commercial plane, but with a rather sleek body shape. The plane was capable of flying to an altitude so high that you could exit the atmosphere for a very brief view of the outer space. I was lucky to be one of the passenger of this plane.&lt;br /&gt;
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The plane could only fly past the thin blue line, the line that separates the Earth's upper atmosphere and the outer space, albeit for a very short period of time - less than 5 minutes. I boarded the plane along with other passengers, and we prepared to take off.&lt;br /&gt;
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The take-off was pretty smooth, unlike those of conventional space shuttle. To exit the Earth's atmosphere, the plane needed to thrust forward into the sky for about 10 minutes. The plane was equipped with state-of-the-art life support system and an artificial gravity system, so that when we exited the Earth's atmosphere, and thus the gravitational pull, we would not float around in zero gravity, nor would we run out of oxygen. So it was very safe for untrained personnel to board the plane.&lt;br /&gt;
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After about 10 minutes, the sky slowly turned dark. We exited the Earth's atmosphere, to which I was greeted with an indescribable breathtaking view. I saw the Moon, with my naked eyes, for the very first time, hanging against a dark starry space backdrop. I saw Mars, too, with its unique red hue surface. Then there was Saturn with its trademark ring of debris. It was stunning. Absolutely stunning.&lt;br /&gt;
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I quickly took out my camera phone to take a snapshot, but before I could do that, I heard a beeping sound. I turned around to find out where it came from, but my vision started to blur. Before I knew it, I felt a hard yank from my back.&lt;br /&gt;
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I opened my eyes, I was lying down. Alas, it was nothing but a dream.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817842-6317667599575763101?l=duno916.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/feeds/6317667599575763101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2011/01/2-fly-me-to-outer-space.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/6317667599575763101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/6317667599575763101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2011/01/2-fly-me-to-outer-space.html' title='#2: Fly Me To The Outer Space'/><author><name>Duno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122682246965720506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/TJrTT8xGQSI/AAAAAAAAA1w/PhU_7vXk_JQ/S220/(2010-9-15th)+Kah+Wen+Chin+Siang+Surprise+B%27day+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/TTmKM47ZoeI/AAAAAAAAA40/yNJbwrghqJw/s72-c/1240559504_1024x768_blue-wallpaper-for-the-planets.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817842.post-163730651219013548</id><published>2011-01-15T13:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T13:27:37.136+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='that&apos;s life'/><title type='text'>Back To Normal Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/TTEqIR5w12I/AAAAAAAAA4w/YayYSVTaRwM/s1600/image773.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/TTEqIR5w12I/AAAAAAAAA4w/YayYSVTaRwM/s320/image773.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The final product, wireless LED light!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Now that almost all the stress are over, finally there is time to get back to blogging. I have been busy for the past month, doing coursework and projects and reports, but now, finally now, they are all over. Project went smoothly, at least we managed to make a wireless LED, successfully demonstrated the wireless energy transfer. Though our original goal was to make a wireless handphone charger, in the end we could not make it. The voltage in the receiving side is sufficient, but there is not enough current.&lt;br /&gt;
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An analogy would be: A ball is lifted up to a height of 1 meter (potential difference, voltage) in Moon, but the gravity is too low, so the ball drops gently down on the ground (current), as opposed to a hard smack back in Earth.&lt;br /&gt;
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Reports, though mostly last minutes effort, are done and submitted too. For the past couple of months, we finally feel... free.&lt;br /&gt;
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Now all that is left is an over-difficult calculator. We are to design, build, and program a simple calculator by the end of this semester. Sounds simple, but we were wrong. The microcontroller unit (MCU) we use is a very simple 4-bit processor, which means it does not have the ability to digest all the information and data needed to make a over simple calculator, one that does only simple arithmetic calculation (+-*/). And we thought of adding the &lt;b&gt;sine cosine tangent&lt;/b&gt; function into it at the beginning. How foolish we were.&lt;br /&gt;
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I picked up Java programming out of curiosity and fun in the mid of this semester, but I had not have the time to practice it. I stopped somewhere in the month of November 2010, and I tried to pick it up in January 2011, only to find that I had forgotten almost everything. Java is a very powerful programming language, able to write web applications, games, and maybe some practical applications like face detection.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hello World!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;My ultimate goal is to make a simple 2D game, maybe something like a Tetris or PacMan or maybe a scrolling RPG game. I will try come up with a new idea if I managed to make one. A new genre.&lt;br /&gt;
So far I still have not managed to make a simple comparison program. -.-"&lt;br /&gt;
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I have learnt a bit of C programming language back in first semester, so it was not very difficult for me to pick up Java, which is mostly based on C. Hasif has been asking me to join the university's robotic group to build an intelligent rescue robot, but I rejected.&lt;br /&gt;
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Sure it sounds fun. Sure it may be useful for my future. But I realized that I am not very interested in that. I realized that I will not do things I am not interested in. I like programming, but not this. I prefer to work alone.&lt;br /&gt;
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So now what is left is:&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;to build a simple calculator before Chinese New Year.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;to brace through the Taylor's&amp;nbsp;Engineering Fair 2011.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;to do well in the final examinations.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;to celebrate a happy and joyful Chinese New Year.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;to get well soon. And I mean it.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;And so, back to my Java programming! And study. And projects.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817842-163730651219013548?l=duno916.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/feeds/163730651219013548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2011/01/back-to-normal-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/163730651219013548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/163730651219013548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2011/01/back-to-normal-life.html' title='Back To Normal Life'/><author><name>Duno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122682246965720506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/TJrTT8xGQSI/AAAAAAAAA1w/PhU_7vXk_JQ/S220/(2010-9-15th)+Kah+Wen+Chin+Siang+Surprise+B%27day+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/TTEqIR5w12I/AAAAAAAAA4w/YayYSVTaRwM/s72-c/image773.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817842.post-9151136410382771932</id><published>2011-01-15T01:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T13:28:05.631+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randomly milked'/><title type='text'>By The Time I Close My Eyes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://i.ytimg.com/vi/AmCv24EsU1M/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AmCv24EsU1M?f=videos&amp;c=google-webdrive-0&amp;app=youtube_gdata" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/AmCv24EsU1M?f=videos&amp;c=google-webdrive-0&amp;app=youtube_gdata" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
By the time I close my eyes, I see the past.&lt;br /&gt;
I see the wrongs I had done.&lt;br /&gt;
But I cannot see the good I had given.&lt;br /&gt;
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By the time&amp;nbsp;I close my eyes, I see the present.&lt;br /&gt;
I see the people around me.&lt;br /&gt;
But I cannot see you.&lt;br /&gt;
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By the time&amp;nbsp;I close my eyes, I see the future.&lt;br /&gt;
I see what will I become in the next ten years.&lt;br /&gt;
But I cannot see where am I going.&lt;br /&gt;
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By the time&amp;nbsp;I close my eyes, I see you.&lt;br /&gt;
I see you so clearly.&lt;br /&gt;
As if you are in front of me.&lt;br /&gt;
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By the time&amp;nbsp;I close my eyes, I see myself.&lt;br /&gt;
I see me hiding in the dark.&lt;br /&gt;
I see me running away.&lt;br /&gt;
Away from everything.&lt;br /&gt;
Away from life.&lt;br /&gt;
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By the time&amp;nbsp;I close my eyes, I see us.&lt;br /&gt;
I see us walking together, towards the sunset.&lt;br /&gt;
I see us smiling.&lt;br /&gt;
I see us happy.&lt;br /&gt;
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By the time&amp;nbsp;I close my eyes, I feel happy.&lt;br /&gt;
Yet I feel sad.&lt;br /&gt;
And lonely.&lt;br /&gt;
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By the time&amp;nbsp;I close my eyes, I feel fear.&lt;br /&gt;
I wished I hadn't closed them.&lt;br /&gt;
I fear of losing my sight on you.&lt;br /&gt;
I fear of not being able to see.&lt;br /&gt;
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By the time&amp;nbsp;I close my eyes, I wonder.&lt;br /&gt;
Will I ever open them... again?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817842-9151136410382771932?l=duno916.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/feeds/9151136410382771932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2011/01/when-i-close-my-eyes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/9151136410382771932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/9151136410382771932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2011/01/when-i-close-my-eyes.html' title='By The Time I Close My Eyes'/><author><name>Duno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122682246965720506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/TJrTT8xGQSI/AAAAAAAAA1w/PhU_7vXk_JQ/S220/(2010-9-15th)+Kah+Wen+Chin+Siang+Surprise+B%27day+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817842.post-2178263886138345372</id><published>2011-01-09T12:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-12T20:36:03.768+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='that&apos;s life'/><title type='text'>New Year, New Resolution, New Wishlist</title><content type='html'>It is year 2011 already, and I am still living in 2010. So it is time for Duno to update this blog. :)&lt;br /&gt;
Apart from visual updates, of course. :D&lt;br /&gt;
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I remember on 1st January, I heard something on the radio. The deejays were discussing about long- and short-term resolution. It is a very common thing to hear someone says, "My new year resolutions are...", or "This year I'm going to...". These are examples of long-term goal; you made yourself a promise to lose weight in this whole year. One of the deejays argues that this long-term goal will not do you any good as you will not be motivated to do the same thing the whole year. Come to think of it, how many times have we heard other people ranting about unachieved resolution at the end of the year? "Oh ya, I told myself to lose weight this year, but in the end it's the other way around."&lt;br /&gt;
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Short-term goals, on the other hand, are little achievement we accumulate throughout the year. I set myself a target this month, a target of getting a good result. Then I will be motivated to work towards it and achieve it at the end of the day. Personally I think this is a better way to set goals rather than planning way ahead in the beginning of the year. The short-term deejay made this good point here.&lt;br /&gt;
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In Chinese, there is a saying that goes, "Plans will never beat changes." Whatever we planned ahead may have a chance of something changes. Someone planned to lose weight, but his lifestyle changed some day in the future. Suddenly food price dropped, and food came into his life like ants converging towards a candy. Or someone planned to travel overseas, but on that day he had something important to do. These scenarios are way too common.&lt;br /&gt;
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So I will be setting myself some short-term New Year Resolutions instead. And here is the list, unsorted:&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;Get a cumulative grade point average (CGPA) of higher than 3.20&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;(Currently at 3.00)&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;Complete the application of credit transfer to RMIT or QUT&lt;/i&gt; (80% done)&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;Get fat&lt;/i&gt; (again)&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;Do well in the coming final exams&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;(Before Chinese New Year. Argh!)&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Stay healthy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; (seriously)&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;Staying healthy will be my top priority. Ever since I moved into university life, my lifestyle changes drastically. Now I do not have my meals regularly. I drink less water. I seldom eat breakfast, due to my laziness to prepare. I seldom exercise, because either there is no partner to play with or no time. I skipped dinner a few times. And I keep having this unrecoverable flu and sore throat and cough.&amp;nbsp;The CGPA goal will be the second priority.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And how does a New Year be completed without a wish list? :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;XBox360 or PS3&lt;/i&gt; (Optional)&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Digital video camera&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Yeah!)&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;New RC Helicopter&lt;/i&gt; (Big Lama is down)&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;A rather short one because I do not want to request too much. I wanted the video camera quite a long time before already. It must be fun to go around record what I see everyday, taking a "&lt;b&gt;montage&lt;/b&gt;" to the next level. ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope my wishes can be fulfilled, at least one. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817842-2178263886138345372?l=duno916.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/feeds/2178263886138345372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2011/01/new-year-new-resolution-new-wishlist.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/2178263886138345372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/2178263886138345372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2011/01/new-year-new-resolution-new-wishlist.html' title='New Year, New Resolution, New Wishlist'/><author><name>Duno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122682246965720506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/TJrTT8xGQSI/AAAAAAAAA1w/PhU_7vXk_JQ/S220/(2010-9-15th)+Kah+Wen+Chin+Siang+Surprise+B%27day+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817842.post-3743973121673994975</id><published>2010-12-31T23:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T00:03:09.128+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='that&apos;s life'/><title type='text'>The Year 2010</title><content type='html'>In a blink of an eye, it is 31st December 2010 already. Sometimes I really wish time would not fly that fast, so that I can enjoy my life more.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What happened in the year 2010? Aside from all the sad and bad news happening all around the world, the year 2010 meant a few things to me, but mostly are bad things.&lt;br /&gt;
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February:&lt;br /&gt;
This is my first step into a new environment. I transferred to Taylor's University in PJ to start my journey into E&amp;amp;E, which I never regretted choosing it. Adapting to a new study environment was not as easy as I thought. It took me half a year just to make myself comfortable in UTM, and I had to do that all over again. It was a rather lonely one, with no friends to accompany me during the orientation week. Though in the course of almost one year I made a lot of friends, deep inside me I still feel lonely.&lt;br /&gt;
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May:&lt;br /&gt;
The dreaded engineering fair was finally here. I screwed up the first semester, did not really prepared myself for what I was about to face. The fair was a nightmare. My project did not work, my group was in deep trouble, and I screwed up the opening ceremony my group was in charge of. In the end there is a deep scar in my result slip. Never in my entire life had I obtained a grade lower than B.&lt;br /&gt;
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June:&lt;br /&gt;
Before second semester, we were given only 1 week break. Second semester was supposed to be a 14-week semester, but our beloved management decided to squeeze that into a 7-week short semester, so that we will be in the same pace as the October 2009 batch. And so while that batch was having holiday from May to October, we were subjected to this torment. To call it a short semester is an understatement. It was a very rushing 7-week with 3 core subjects to be covered. Most of the time I did not know what I was studying, and in the end there was another scar in my result slip. Make it two, actually.&lt;br /&gt;
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September:&lt;br /&gt;
Finally I had my proper semester break. I managed to celebrate my birthday back at JB, and I was very grateful. Went to Melaka with friends for 3 days, and it was enjoyable, albeit tiring. Nothing much happened in this rather short semester break.&lt;br /&gt;
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October:&lt;br /&gt;
A new semester had started, and I officially stepped into second year. My course is starting to focus more on electronics now, with subjects covering embedded systems and analogue electronics. This semester has been a very interesting one. We are given a few projects to do, which are all very fun to do. One particular project involves interfacing a liquid crystal display (LCD) with a microcontroller. Another project is to build a simple calculator, which turns out to be quite challenging. This has actually sparked my interest in electronics and programming.&lt;br /&gt;
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December:&lt;br /&gt;
Sent my application forms to both Royal Melbourne Institute of Technology (RMIT) and Queensland University of Technology (QUT), and hope for the best. I had been pretty busy in the last month of 2010, mainly focusing on projects. The long awaited 1-week Christmas break has finally came, and I take the chance to go back home to rest.&lt;br /&gt;
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And here I am, blogging in the last few minutes of 2010.&lt;br /&gt;
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Here's Duno wishing everyone&lt;br /&gt;
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A Happy New Year!&lt;br /&gt;
May all your wishes come true! :)&lt;br /&gt;
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(The author is currently compiling his New Year Resolutions. He will be right back. )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817842-3743973121673994975?l=duno916.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/feeds/3743973121673994975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2010/12/year-2010.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/3743973121673994975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/3743973121673994975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2010/12/year-2010.html' title='The Year 2010'/><author><name>Duno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122682246965720506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/TJrTT8xGQSI/AAAAAAAAA1w/PhU_7vXk_JQ/S220/(2010-9-15th)+Kah+Wen+Chin+Siang+Surprise+B%27day+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817842.post-3321940298785987893</id><published>2010-12-19T21:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-19T21:00:43.973+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='等等…'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='今日的他...'/><title type='text'>想念……</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;想&lt;/span&gt;念你真的不需要理由&lt;br /&gt;
那只是一种感觉&lt;br /&gt;
随时乘我不备，就会串入我的脑海直达我的心脏；&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;想念你真的不需要原因&lt;br /&gt;
那只是一种感觉&lt;br /&gt;
时时刻刻都会惦记你的身体，担心你的安全；&lt;br /&gt;
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想念你真的不需要借口&lt;br /&gt;
那只是一种感觉&lt;br /&gt;
默默的牵挂，无声的祝愿，只希望你过的比我好；&lt;br /&gt;
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当想念变成一种习惯以后&lt;br /&gt;
我再也无法从身体里割除&lt;br /&gt;
因为它已经成为我身体里的一部分&lt;br /&gt;
从来不曾后悔认识你&lt;br /&gt;
从来不曾要把你从记忆里抹去……&lt;br /&gt;
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和你相识是我人生中最美好的一件事！&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;- 文自网页 -&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817842-3321940298785987893?l=duno916.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/feeds/3321940298785987893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2010/12/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/3321940298785987893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/3321940298785987893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2010/12/blog-post.html' title='想念……'/><author><name>Duno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122682246965720506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/TJrTT8xGQSI/AAAAAAAAA1w/PhU_7vXk_JQ/S220/(2010-9-15th)+Kah+Wen+Chin+Siang+Surprise+B%27day+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817842.post-6404591953113970534</id><published>2010-12-02T22:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T08:40:06.804+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randomly milked'/><title type='text'>From Lego with Love</title><content type='html'>It all started in 1949 in Billund, Denmark: a carpenter named Ole Kirk Christiansen began the legacy of wooden and then plastic building blocks which came to be known as LEGO today. From Wikipedia, the name Lego was coined by Christiansen from the Danish phrase &lt;i&gt;leg godt&lt;/i&gt;, which means 'play well'. The name could also be interpreted as 'I put together' or 'I assemble' in Latin.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;However, tt was not until Christiansen's son Godtfred Kirk Christiansen, in his conversation with an overseas buyer that struck the idea of a toy system, truly began the line of connecting blocks toy. And on January 28th 1958, the modern Lego brick was patented.&lt;br /&gt;
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I can't really remember who first bought me the Lego when I was young. I am not sure it was given by my relatives or bought by my parents. Over the course of about 10 years from when I was still in kindergarten (~5-6 years old), I have been collecting Lego bricks in whichever container I could get my hands on, and years of collecting has paid off with a large variety of Lego I have in possession now. From normal bricks to specialized Technic sets, and almost more than 20 Lego figurines, I can just about build anything from scratch.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/TPefGaKoxdI/AAAAAAAAA2U/kM_-7YIDt-E/s1600/lego-toy-figurines-001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="192" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/TPefGaKoxdI/AAAAAAAAA2U/kM_-7YIDt-E/s320/lego-toy-figurines-001.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well, not exactly ALL these. My figurines are quite old.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;
One good thing about Lego is that using only square or rectangle shaped blocks, one can build almost anything. And by anything, I really mean ANYTHING.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/TPefmEUs1hI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/Cy0ZsjFCbNI/s1600/2004-Volvo-XC90-LEGO-Replica-XC90-1600x1200.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/TPefmEUs1hI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/Cy0ZsjFCbNI/s320/2004-Volvo-XC90-LEGO-Replica-XC90-1600x1200.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;A 1:1 scale model of Volvo XC90, build entirely using Lego.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;
While Lego used to mean basic square/rectangle shaped building blocks with round studs, they do produce some specialized Lego sets, starting from the good ol' Lego Technic.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/TPegUorXElI/AAAAAAAAA2c/iOdAkZZ9d4Q/s1600/Lego-Technic1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="217" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/TPegUorXElI/AAAAAAAAA2c/iOdAkZZ9d4Q/s320/Lego-Technic1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Technic basically consists of big wheels, axles, pneumatics, gears, motors, etc.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;
Of course, Technic sets technically cost more than normal Lego blocks, aptly named Lego Creator. I remember the first Technic set I managed to "persuade" my dad to buy for me cost more than RM100, but that was almost 10 years ago. Nowadays it costs a bit lesser.&lt;br /&gt;
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Then during secondary to high school, for a long period of time, about 5 years or more, I had not touched any new Lego sets anymore. I have lost contact with Lego, never even heard of any news about new products. The last sets I had heard of was the Technic, back when they were still very new. Now, there is a LINE of Lego products: Lego Bionicles, Lego Racers, Lego Star Wars, Lego Atlantis, and more recently, Lego Heroes Factory. I am not even sure what these are all about.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/TPeiE4vD0kI/AAAAAAAAA2g/tEBjenp-yr8/s1600/lego-Mini-Racers.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="210" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/TPeiE4vD0kI/AAAAAAAAA2g/tEBjenp-yr8/s320/lego-Mini-Racers.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lego Racers : Well, they are what they are. Race cars.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/TPeiRizeZeI/AAAAAAAAA2k/l11Lt6QviFk/s1600/bio44444.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/TPeiRizeZeI/AAAAAAAAA2k/l11Lt6QviFk/s1600/bio44444.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lego Bionicle are a line of 'tribal' robots, which features a completely different blocks.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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Then I stumbled upon something very, very interesting, which has sparked my dormant love for Lego.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/TPej5tzPBhI/AAAAAAAAA2o/RXDA_SBximA/s1600/_Lego+Mindstorms+NXT_3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="235" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/TPej5tzPBhI/AAAAAAAAA2o/RXDA_SBximA/s320/_Lego+Mindstorms+NXT_3.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Behold, the most advanced Lego set to date: The Lego Mindstorms&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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Apparently, Lego Mindstorms have been on the market for quite a long time already. Because Lego is not very popular in Malaysia, we seldom see new lines of Lego in regular store or shopping mall, except Toys 'R Us or some specialized Lego store.&amp;nbsp;Lego Mindstorms redefine the universe of Lego. Its most prominent feature is the box that resemble a Gameboy in the picture shown above. That is the controller for the robot. Yes, robot.&lt;br /&gt;
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Lego Mindstorms are all about robotics and programming. The box is a programmable 'brain' for the robot. You can program it to do just about anything, from going around home to shooting balls. They work by using a variety of sensors: infrared sensors, colour sensors, proximity sensors, and a lot of technical jargon, which in this case is programming language. I have yet to get my hands on these stuff, except that I have seen it first hand at a local store here. With a price tag of RM1499, this toy have to wait. For a very long time, I presume.&lt;br /&gt;
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And recently, I could not hold back anymore, and on 30th November 2010, after a pretty smooth-going mathematics test, I went to Tropicana City Mall and pay a visit to one of my favourite stores: Brickboy Brothers. They are one of the local Lego dealers, which are pretty hard to find. And there, I bought myself an early Christmas present...&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Christmas comes early for Duno: Lego Creator 3 in 1 set model 6745&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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This is the cheapest mid-sized Lego I could find. You can get one for less than RM30, but it would be the size of your palm. At RM119.90, my wallet was bombed by a force equivalent to an atomic bomb. But it was a well-worth purchase. I could not stand the boredom in my room anymore, and I need something to fiddle with. This set can last me until next year, hopefully, until I ran out of ideas and materials.&lt;br /&gt;
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I never regret it though. :)&lt;br /&gt;
And my motto for Lego?&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;"You don't buy Lego for what it is. You buy Lego for what it is NOT."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;
This is my first custom made model using the materials given from the original set. :)&lt;br /&gt;
More to come, for sure. ;)&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;First custom model: The Devil, based very loosely on F-22 Raptor.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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P.S. : For you curious cats out there, the "&lt;i&gt;something I stumbled upon&lt;/i&gt;" is the video link below. It is sort of offensive. :)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://failblog.org/2010/10/02/epic-fail-video-toy-fail-6/"&gt;http://failblog.org/2010/10/02/epic-fail-video-toy-fail-6/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817842-6404591953113970534?l=duno916.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/feeds/6404591953113970534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2010/12/love-for-lego.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/6404591953113970534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/6404591953113970534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2010/12/love-for-lego.html' title='From Lego with Love'/><author><name>Duno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122682246965720506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/TJrTT8xGQSI/AAAAAAAAA1w/PhU_7vXk_JQ/S220/(2010-9-15th)+Kah+Wen+Chin+Siang+Surprise+B%27day+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/TPefGaKoxdI/AAAAAAAAA2U/kM_-7YIDt-E/s72-c/lego-toy-figurines-001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817842.post-7985793844187008996</id><published>2010-11-29T15:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T15:55:30.109+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='今日的他...'/><title type='text'>时间流失了</title><content type='html'>不知不觉已经一个多月没写部落格了，时间有时过得还真快&lt;br /&gt;
大学的生活有点奇怪，还是不习惯&lt;br /&gt;
一个学期14个星期，任何东西都是用“赶”来处理&lt;br /&gt;
休息的空间真的少之又少&lt;br /&gt;
一天过一天，报告功课考试测验日夜累积&lt;br /&gt;
盲目的忙，究竟是为了什么？&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
大学的生活有点奇怪，真的不习惯&lt;br /&gt;
房间堆满了好几份报纸，全部都是没看完&lt;br /&gt;
想到都可悲，买了报纸竟然一天都看不完&lt;br /&gt;
桌上堆叠了三本小说，目前只有一本看了1/3&lt;br /&gt;
大学的生活真的如此可悲吗？&lt;br /&gt;
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身躯还好好，只是精神上累了&lt;br /&gt;
朋友归朋友，最终还是有代沟&lt;br /&gt;
独自在人群中徘徊，这种感觉很恐怖&lt;br /&gt;
不过我知道，心里总有一个人陪着我&lt;br /&gt;
只要想起这个，就算跌了再多次都必须爬起&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
时间流失了，我们长大了&lt;br /&gt;
所以的事情不再那么简单&lt;br /&gt;
现在的A不再代表Apple，而是Area&lt;br /&gt;
现在的B不再代表Boy，而是Magnetic Field Strength&lt;br /&gt;
现在的C更不代表Cat，而是Capacitance&lt;br /&gt;
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吉隆坡的生活真的很奇怪&lt;br /&gt;
这里的车子都是在赛车，这里的东西都是用金做的&lt;br /&gt;
这里的学生更不用讲，我简直无言&lt;br /&gt;
这里的环境总给我不眠之夜，疲累身躯&lt;br /&gt;
眼望着3本小说，堆积的报纸，赶不完的报告和功课&lt;br /&gt;
可悲到真的很想哭……&lt;br /&gt;
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大学对很多人来说是个很有趣很充实的地方&lt;br /&gt;
不过对我而言只是一个“去上课，放学回家”学堂&lt;br /&gt;
这里没有什么活动，这里没有我喜欢的运动&lt;br /&gt;
这里没有同嗜好的朋友，这里只有有钱人的孩子&lt;br /&gt;
看来我必须计划一下，出外走走，而不是把自己困在这个小小的空间&lt;br /&gt;
做我喜欢的事情散散心&lt;br /&gt;
答应自己要改变这种乏味的生活 :)&lt;br /&gt;
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时间流失了，我无法再浪费&lt;br /&gt;
明天还有数学测验，是时候温习&lt;br /&gt;
给自己多点时间，放下一切，放松心情&lt;br /&gt;
不再烦忧，向前冲刺！&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817842-7985793844187008996?l=duno916.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/feeds/7985793844187008996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2010/11/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/7985793844187008996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/7985793844187008996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2010/11/blog-post.html' title='时间流失了'/><author><name>Duno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122682246965720506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/TJrTT8xGQSI/AAAAAAAAA1w/PhU_7vXk_JQ/S220/(2010-9-15th)+Kah+Wen+Chin+Siang+Surprise+B%27day+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817842.post-1281682677688664885</id><published>2010-10-03T23:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-03T23:19:41.965+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='今日的他...'/><title type='text'>挽留</title><content type='html'>世上有太多东西要挽留&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;才发现我已经数不清了……&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
好想把&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;你我的回忆&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;一一相起来&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我们去过的地方&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;拍过的照片&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;用过的东西&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;吃过的食物&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;它们各都带有着&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;一个难忘的回忆&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;一种不舍的感觉&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我尝试收起&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;但物品太多&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;回忆太多&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;恐怕我无法&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;一一都留着&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;相信我&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我已尝试挽留&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;当我&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;找到一件件&lt;br /&gt;
属于我们的物件&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;总有一种&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;归属感&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;想起&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;远方的你&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;默默的等待&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;眼泪&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我已无法控制&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;过去&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;或许有些疑惑&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;现今&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;慢慢的了解&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;体会&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;嘀嘀嘀&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;雨水开始落下&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;彼此的思念&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;打动了上天&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;你哭了&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我哭了&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;上天也流泪了&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;随着雨水落下的声音&lt;br /&gt;
犹如一部催眠曲&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;眼眶带着思念的泪水&lt;br /&gt;
心里带着不舍的感触&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;慢慢沉入睡眠……&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;加油哦～&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;晚安 :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5683 986&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3673837 ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817842-1281682677688664885?l=duno916.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/feeds/1281682677688664885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2010/10/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/1281682677688664885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/1281682677688664885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2010/10/blog-post.html' title='挽留'/><author><name>Duno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122682246965720506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/TJrTT8xGQSI/AAAAAAAAA1w/PhU_7vXk_JQ/S220/(2010-9-15th)+Kah+Wen+Chin+Siang+Surprise+B%27day+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817842.post-7864607662588729690</id><published>2010-09-23T12:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-23T12:05:19.661+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lyric'/><title type='text'>Who Knew?</title><content type='html'>You took my hand, you showed me how&lt;br /&gt;
You promised me you'd be around&lt;br /&gt;
Uh huh, that's right&lt;br /&gt;
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I took your words and I believed&lt;br /&gt;
In everything you said to me&lt;br /&gt;
Yeah huh, that's right&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
If someone said three years from now&lt;br /&gt;
You'd be long gone&lt;br /&gt;
I'd stand up and punch them out&lt;br /&gt;
?Cause they're all wrong&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I know better&lt;br /&gt;
'coz you said forever&lt;br /&gt;
And ever, who knew?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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Remember when we were such fools&lt;br /&gt;
And so convinced and just too cool&lt;br /&gt;
Oh no, no no&lt;br /&gt;
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I wish I could touch you again&lt;br /&gt;
I wish I could still call you a friend&lt;br /&gt;
I'd give anything&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
When someone said count your blessings now&lt;br /&gt;
For they're long gone&lt;br /&gt;
I guess I just didn't know how&lt;br /&gt;
I was all wrong&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
But they knew better&lt;br /&gt;
Still you said forever and ever&lt;br /&gt;
Who knew? Yeah yeah&lt;br /&gt;
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I'll keep you locked in my head&lt;br /&gt;
Until we meet again&lt;br /&gt;
Until we, until we meet again&lt;br /&gt;
And I won't forget you my friend&lt;br /&gt;
What happened?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
If someone said three years from now&lt;br /&gt;
You'd be long gone&lt;br /&gt;
I'd stand up and punch them out&lt;br /&gt;
?Cause they're all wrong&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
And that last kiss I'll cherish&lt;br /&gt;
Until we meet again&lt;br /&gt;
And time makes it harder&lt;br /&gt;
I wish I could remember&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
But I keep your memory&lt;br /&gt;
You visit me in my sleep&lt;br /&gt;
My darling, who knew?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
My darling&lt;br /&gt;
My darling, who knew?&lt;br /&gt;
My darling, I miss you&lt;br /&gt;
My darling, who knew?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Who knew?&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Who Knew&lt;/i&gt; by &lt;b&gt;Pink&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817842-7864607662588729690?l=duno916.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/feeds/7864607662588729690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2010/09/who-knew.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/7864607662588729690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/7864607662588729690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2010/09/who-knew.html' title='Who Knew?'/><author><name>Duno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122682246965720506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/TJrTT8xGQSI/AAAAAAAAA1w/PhU_7vXk_JQ/S220/(2010-9-15th)+Kah+Wen+Chin+Siang+Surprise+B%27day+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817842.post-1170404313214814313</id><published>2010-09-06T14:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T15:15:09.262+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='that&apos;s life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='R/C'/><title type='text'>Missione: Addomesticare la bestia selvaggia</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/TIR98C-Cs0I/AAAAAAAAA0U/pg9Tqf31G_8/s1600/IMG_1248.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/TIR98C-Cs0I/AAAAAAAAA0U/pg9Tqf31G_8/s320/IMG_1248.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mission: Taming the Wild Beast - E-Sky Big Lama&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Few weeks ago, my brother bought something very catchy. He posted the photo in Facebook, and it immediately caught our attention. We could not believe it. Dad was especially surprised.&lt;br /&gt;
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My brother bought a radio controlled helicopter. Big Boy's Dream Toy. And thus, the R/C fever began.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Helicopter. As a child, I have always been intrigued by this&amp;nbsp;marvellous machine. I don't particularly like planes or boats or cars. Comprising of nothing more than a big, high-powered fan, the helicopter can hover in the air and even fly faster than a car. All these are achieved by a mere huge ceiling fan. The rotor pushes a gush of air towards the ground and the helicopter can be lifted off the ground, hovering higher than a skyscraper.&lt;br /&gt;
Amazing. Pure amazement.&lt;br /&gt;
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I remember my interest for helicopter began with an old computer game called SimCopter, a helicopter simulator. I remember I had a lot of fun playing it. Since then, every time I see a helicopter, I will be very interested, whether it is in a game or real life or movie. Helicopter is just an amazing machine.&amp;nbsp;I dream of being a helicopter pilot. It must be a very awesome experience to fly one, or just being in one when it flies.&lt;br /&gt;
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Radio controlled helicopter has always been my dream toy, not planes or boats or cars. I thought of getting one when I was very young, around 12 years old, and I thought it was very easy to fly one. Looks like I had underestimated the art of flying R/C helicopter. When dad asked me to search the internet for any nearby hobby shop and suggested we go and look around to find, I thought he was just wanted to look around.&lt;br /&gt;
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There is one hobby shop in The Store, Pandan. Luckily, because it is very near to our house. We went there and looked around, not really acting like a buyer. My jaw dropped when I saw the size of the Lama V4. Overall length should be around 50cm, nose to tail. That was bigger than I expected. A lot bigger. I initially thought of those palm-sized model, small and handy. Then the shopkeeper recommended the Big Lama, good for outdoor, and even bigger at 60cm. My eyes almost popped out. And when I saw the display model of some kerosene or nitro powered helicopter, my eyes popped out. Overall length was more than 1 meter, and it looked like it weighed over 1kg. Ultimate model.&lt;br /&gt;
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Sturdy and rugged, Big Lama is said to be designed for outdoor flying. Dad said outdoor can be played indoor, but not the other way around, so it's more worth to buy outdoor model, moreover our house compound is large enough to play. The shopkeepers, 2 guys and 1 girl, all Malay, were very helpful and friendly. The younger guy is an engineering graduate, with certificates and a graduate photo proudly hanged at the shop's entrance. Bachelor in mechanical engineering from Universiti Tenaga Nasional, and Master in engineering design from University of Liverpool. He is an international R/C player, skilled in helicopters, planes, boats, cars (drifting)...&lt;br /&gt;
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The older guy looked like a repairman, servicing those spoiled model. He looked inexperience in flying until he showed us what he can do with those toys. He can hover the Big Lama right in front of his eyes, with the tail touching his nose and not moving! That stunt blew my mind off. Dad said he was checking the rotor blades alignment. He also showed us some photos of what we can do with 3D models, models that can do out-of-the-world stunts like flying upside-down, colloquially named&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;potong rumput&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;
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Dad said he bought this for my birthday. An early but very big surprise! The shopkeepers advised me to use the Flying Model Simulator software included in the package to familiarize with the control. The girl asked me to try it out in the shop, and I crashed like I had a hill of money to buy new one. Our presence attracted a lot of shoppers' attention. More and more people flowed into the shop to see what's going on, not to mention the crowd-attracting test flights. People were still very intrigued at these toys.&lt;br /&gt;
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The shopkeepers are not those all-I-care-is-make-your-money type of salespeople. They are really enthusiastic player. They will advise you on anything you need to know about flying an R/C helicopter, from how to charge the battery to how to avoid crashes. Here are a list I learnt by hard myself:&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;NEVER, EVER turn off the controller BEFORE disconnecting the helicopter battery, and NEVER EVER connect the battery BEFORE you switch on the controller, as it will literally fly off itself.&amp;nbsp;I did not really believe this, but today I tried switching off my controller while playing. The helicopter went haywire as its rotors spun itself at full speed! Luckily nothing was broken. My theory is that there are a lot of stray radio waves in the atmosphere, and the helicopter inadvertently picks up any radio waves of similar frequency and operates the motors, thus spinning like hell.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;REMEMBER to put the throttle at zero before connecting the battery. Today I accidentally left the throttle at medium and went in house to check on the manual. A sudden buzzing and whirring sound started me and I realized that the helicopter was flying. Damage report: one crash kit broken. Luckily!&lt;/li&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/TISSmGM3c3I/AAAAAAAAA0c/PKiJ3r7_3F0/s1600/IMG_1255.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/TISSmGM3c3I/AAAAAAAAA0c/PKiJ3r7_3F0/s320/IMG_1255.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Damage report: 1 crash kit&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Well, let's get the flying started! I'm going to tame you, Big Lama!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/TISTSAdO-qI/AAAAAAAAA0s/aZCuuGXYQik/s1600/IMG_1256.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/TISTSAdO-qI/AAAAAAAAA0s/aZCuuGXYQik/s400/IMG_1256.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Retrofitted Big Lama&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817842-1170404313214814313?l=duno916.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/feeds/1170404313214814313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2010/09/missione-addomesticare-la-bestia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/1170404313214814313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/1170404313214814313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2010/09/missione-addomesticare-la-bestia.html' title='Missione: Addomesticare la bestia selvaggia'/><author><name>Duno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122682246965720506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/TJrTT8xGQSI/AAAAAAAAA1w/PhU_7vXk_JQ/S220/(2010-9-15th)+Kah+Wen+Chin+Siang+Surprise+B%27day+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/TIR98C-Cs0I/AAAAAAAAA0U/pg9Tqf31G_8/s72-c/IMG_1248.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817842.post-7376347279838341411</id><published>2010-09-04T00:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T00:15:11.361+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='今日的他...'/><title type='text'>创新低</title><content type='html'>假期本来可以好好的过&lt;br /&gt;
可是成绩选择在这个时候搞破坏&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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朋友在msn突然信息来说成绩出了，叫我去查查看&lt;br /&gt;
原以为他随便说，成绩明明是9月24号才出&lt;br /&gt;
他却说到很肯定，就去查看吧……&lt;br /&gt;
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第二学期是个很疯狂的学期&lt;br /&gt;
俗称short semester，我说超人学期&lt;br /&gt;
平时一学期14星期，这学期7星期&lt;br /&gt;
读的东西一样多，没有减少，反而上课时间增加2倍&lt;br /&gt;
7 X 2 = 14星期，没有错，对不对？&lt;br /&gt;
数学很简单，逻辑……差得远！&lt;br /&gt;
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第二学期考三科&lt;br /&gt;
他的预测是AAB&lt;br /&gt;
因为听别人说我很聪明（胡说）&lt;br /&gt;
对咯，我很聪明&lt;br /&gt;
不好意思，我漏了一个“假”字&lt;br /&gt;
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点击滑鼠，成绩马上出炉&lt;br /&gt;
科技真令人讨厌！&lt;br /&gt;
出来的成绩惨不忍睹……&lt;br /&gt;
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创下了我一生中，从小学到中学到大学最差的大考成绩&lt;br /&gt;
该庆祝，还是该反省？&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817842-7376347279838341411?l=duno916.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/feeds/7376347279838341411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2010/09/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/7376347279838341411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/7376347279838341411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2010/09/blog-post.html' title='创新低'/><author><name>Duno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122682246965720506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/TJrTT8xGQSI/AAAAAAAAA1w/PhU_7vXk_JQ/S220/(2010-9-15th)+Kah+Wen+Chin+Siang+Surprise+B%27day+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817842.post-6925730532438761260</id><published>2010-08-26T13:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T13:41:12.873+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='that&apos;s life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family update'/><title type='text'>A blog long delayed</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;T&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;his blog was supposed to be written last Friday or Saturday, but due to insufficient time, it has been delayed until today.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pretty much have happened these days, though pretty much nothing have changed since the last time I came back in June. Life has been good for my family living here in the estate, and they have gotten used to it. Grandma is still healthy looking, though it seems she is not as nimble and energetic as before. Dad is restricting her to move around freely, afraid she might trip on something, twigs or even dogs. Old age has caught up everyone in this world, including Dad. Time is something that we unwillingly and unknowingly chase, but will never catch up.&lt;br /&gt;
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I remember on August 1st, when Dad and Mom came up to KL for cousin's wedding, I saw a not-so-familiar small blotch around the corner of Dad's eye. It looks like a scar, a wound of some sort, but what Dad said that day made me think a lot.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;That is not a scar or wound. That is old people blotch. People will get it when they are old.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Dad said that with a little frown, but he tried to cover it with a happy tone. I could see that he is not very happy about that small blotch neither. Who would feel happy when he or she sees our body is changing due to old age? I would not feel happy too.&lt;br /&gt;
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That made me realize that Dad has aged. He is not the strong built man who managed to survive a motorcycle crash many years ago. Though Dad still has his infamous potbelly, heavily tanned skin, 70's style big rounded spectacles that has been worn for as long as I can remember, moderate sense of humour, and his wise advices, old age seems to catch up too soon.&lt;br /&gt;
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Wish time could stop forever.&lt;br /&gt;
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Mom has always been a workaholic. Even with over 30km apart, she still goes to work every morning, for the sake of the family. She has to do almost all the housework as Grandma is not very convenient to do anything anymore. Chickens and dogs, Mom has to feed them. It is a good thing that the chickens are pretty independent, they can go around poking their heads here and there, scratching the ground and scouring for food. The yard here must be a haven for them.They can fly or run anywhere they want, play tag, going out for some &lt;i&gt;lepak-ing&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;without any worry, except the dogs. But still, they are living quite a happy life. I am definitely sure.&lt;br /&gt;
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These few days Dad had been asking me out. Monday we went around in search of a HDMI cable, and Giant for some Father-Son shopping. Sounds odd, but it was enjoyable. Tuesday we went for a nearby &lt;i&gt;ice kacang&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;stall. Dad says it is very nice. I took the opportunity to drive a manual transmission car, the company's Suzuki Jimny, a 'miniature Pajero' as my Dad loves to put it. Though it is pretty roughed up, overall it still operates just fine. I have not driven a manual transmission car since the day I passed my driving lesson, so this was a pleasant experience. I don't know whether Dad wants to show me around, or just wants to spend more time with me, or both. Either way, it was very enjoying going out with Dad.&lt;br /&gt;
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Two days ago, a relative brought a puppy for us. Said he picked it up from somewhere. It looks cute, but one thing Mom noticed straight away: &lt;i&gt;The puppy has a chain around its neck.&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;Could this be someone else's puppy? We didn't know, but today Mom said the owner is looking for the puppy. So now it is a question of morality: Give back the dog and be a good Samaritan, or pretend we don't know. It is not a decision I have to make. I would prefer giving back the dog.&lt;br /&gt;
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But luck says differently. It is playing fool on us. In a twist of events, the day after my relative brought the puppy, he struck a lottery. As if it was not enough, he won the first prize. Grandma, being superstitious as she always has, says the puppy brings us luck, because she too struck a lottery. Not the first prize but a decent win anyhow.&lt;br /&gt;
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Does '&lt;i&gt;Lucky Star&lt;/i&gt;' really exist? I am neutral. I believe in luck, but not to the extend of &lt;i&gt;bringing-a-puppy/fish/rabbit/chicken-and-strike-a-jackpot&lt;/i&gt;. The world is really mysterious.&lt;br /&gt;
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Think that is all for today. Stay tuned for more updates. In the meantime, I'm going to swat some more flies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817842-6925730532438761260?l=duno916.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/feeds/6925730532438761260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2010/08/blog-long-delayed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/6925730532438761260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/6925730532438761260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2010/08/blog-long-delayed.html' title='A blog long delayed'/><author><name>Duno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122682246965720506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/TJrTT8xGQSI/AAAAAAAAA1w/PhU_7vXk_JQ/S220/(2010-9-15th)+Kah+Wen+Chin+Siang+Surprise+B%27day+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817842.post-4848293385806181496</id><published>2010-08-05T19:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T19:51:22.261+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='that&apos;s life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='It&apos;s all about eat'/><title type='text'>Sushi Trauma</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-large;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;bout 10 years ago, there was one particular day. It was a normal day like any other days in that year. Nothing special about the weather, nothing worth noticing. But for me, it was one particular day I will never forget in my whole life. And it left an almost permanent scar in my memory.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;So what exactly happened?&lt;/i&gt;, you asked me.&lt;br /&gt;
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Well, the title says it all.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On that particular day, it was evening. Mother brought back 2 "sushi" from God-knows-where. I can't really remember where were they from. Probably from some dinner party she attended, can't really remember. The point is not where the sushi were born.&lt;br /&gt;
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They were short, about 1 inch, cylindrical in shape, wrapped in a nice looking seaweed, with some pearl white glutinous rice and some meat in the middle. They looked like typical sushi. Covered in a plastic box, they looked pretty inviting. So mother asked me to try it out after dinner. I was looking forward to it, but not very looking forward.&lt;br /&gt;
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After dinner, I tried them out. As far as I remember, that was the first ever sushi I tried in my entire life. It permeated a funny smell, something sour if I'm not wrong. And to my horror, it tasted exactly like that. &lt;i&gt;Sour&lt;/i&gt;. Sour like a rotten meat. Sour like a spoiled milk. Sour like anything that is sour. Sour like... &lt;i&gt;really sour&lt;/i&gt;. So there you have it, a &lt;b&gt;sour-smelling sushi&lt;/b&gt; paired with equally &lt;b&gt;sour taste&lt;/b&gt; gives me a &lt;b&gt;10-year trauma&lt;/b&gt;. I defined it as the&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;Sushi Trauma&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;
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That sour impression had bought a freehold house in my mind. It decided to stay there for the next 10 years as I made a promise to myself NOT TO HAVE ANY SUSHI AGAIN, EVER. I avoided Japanese cuisine for as long as I remember. No sushi means no sushi. Full stop. Everytime friends asked me out for some Japanese food, I would say Tak Nak. I defined the meaning of "Don't like sushi."&lt;br /&gt;
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That was 10 years ago. Fast-forward, I learned that there is more to Japanese food than a simple sushi. I just had a nice Japanese cuisine last week in Seksyen SS2, Petaling Jaya, under the influence of my "sushi-crazed" "otakun" Singaporean friend, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;Hasif&lt;/span&gt;. He asked me out to a small restaurant called &lt;b&gt;Sushi Tomo&lt;/b&gt;, While he ordered some "heavy-weight" lunch set which comprised of all the Japanese food you could imagine, I got myself something more humble. the Chicken Teriyaki Ramen, but it still carried a hefty price tag of RM15.50, excluding 10% service tax.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sushi Tomo @ SS2, Petaling Jaya&lt;br /&gt;
Grabbed without permission from&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://mr-penman.blogspot.com/"&gt;mr-penman.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Check out the blog for more photos and a quick review!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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I pretty much enjoyed that Japanese noodle, and some iced green tea too. Apparently green tea isn't supposed to be drunk iced-cold, but I just pretend it to be normal Chinese tea. So after the meal, Hasif persuaded me into trying the sushi. I was thinking, Hmm, so after 10 years of trauma, I think I should finally break my karma. And we tried 2 varieties of sushi: the salmon and tuna.&lt;br /&gt;
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I have to admit that it was a pleasant experience. No sour taste like the one 10 years ago, though it tasted... raw, which it was supposed to be. It was quite embarrassing that I couldn't use chopsticks to grab hold of the sushi without breaking it apart, a feat that even my Malay friend is better than me. But that was due to inexperience after all.&lt;br /&gt;
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Now that I have finally and successfully evicted the &lt;b&gt;Sushi Trauma&lt;/b&gt; out of my mind, I wonder when will be the next time I kick other &lt;b&gt;traumas &lt;/b&gt;out of those freehold lands they managed to get? But then again, I don't really know what other &lt;i&gt;food-related traumas&lt;/i&gt; I have right now...&lt;br /&gt;
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Probably some &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;exotic food&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. :)&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;- "Sushi Traumatized" Duno&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817842-4848293385806181496?l=duno916.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/feeds/4848293385806181496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2010/08/sushi-trauma.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/4848293385806181496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/4848293385806181496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2010/08/sushi-trauma.html' title='Sushi Trauma'/><author><name>Duno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122682246965720506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/TJrTT8xGQSI/AAAAAAAAA1w/PhU_7vXk_JQ/S220/(2010-9-15th)+Kah+Wen+Chin+Siang+Surprise+B%27day+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/TFqdRisMzXI/AAAAAAAAAzs/rsXHQlHI_no/s72-c/sushi_tomo_01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817842.post-8292107380783108774</id><published>2010-07-17T21:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-17T21:27:12.661+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='that&apos;s life'/><title type='text'>Time Moves</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-large;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;ime moves.&lt;br /&gt;
People change.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Baby is growing up, learning new things every day. He babbles and yelps, trying to parrot what he hears. At the age of 12 months, he already knows how to pronounce Papa and Mama; knows that nodding head means agree/yes, shaking means disagree/no; knows that he is full or hungry; yawns when feeling sleepy; coughs when choking; laughs when happy; cry when sad.&lt;br /&gt;
He recognizes people, able to differentiate between family members and strangers. He cries when he can't see his mother or father. He will follow where his mother goes. And according to my brother, study shows that babies have already developed the sense of depth. That is true.&lt;br /&gt;
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Time moves.&lt;br /&gt;
People change.&lt;br /&gt;
Kids are developing perception. They learn to differentiate between good and bad, do's and don't. They can respond to whatever people said to them, and even trying to fulfil their curiosity. They will ask questions when they can't comprehend what is going on around them. They will try to understand anything that concerns them. They develop moral and ethics, albeit with a tinge of playfulness.&lt;br /&gt;
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Time moves.&lt;br /&gt;
People change.&lt;br /&gt;
Teenager is slowly moving into adulthood. He starts to see the big picture he has never seen before. Facing with social problems and personal conflicts, he has to decide which side should he stand. They say teenagers are very easily influenced by the surroundings, and that is true. In the process of deciding which side to stand, he has to be wary not to be influenced by others. Slowly, he will be looking at life through adult's perception, learn to take on responsibility, make decision by himself, and planning for his future.&lt;br /&gt;
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Time moves.&lt;br /&gt;
People change.&lt;br /&gt;
Adults are facing their own harsh, stark problems. Leaving behind academic, relationship, future problems faced during teenage is not the end of the road. Now they have to think about work, family, finance. Are they making enough money? Are they earning enough to feed the family? Are their children getting what they are supposed to get? Are they facing financial problem? And not forgetting about their old-aged parents. They can't just leave them to the old folks home. That is cruel. Very, in fact.&lt;br /&gt;
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Time moves.&lt;br /&gt;
People change.&lt;br /&gt;
Old people are living their life to the fullest. The scariest thing in the world is the fact that we don't know when will be the last day. At young age, we do not need to worry about this. We still have a very long way to go. But it's the opposite for old people. They reminisce, remembering the time when they were young, all those crazy things they had done. Because they don't know when will be the last day for them. Facing death is one thing, facing &lt;b&gt;prominent&lt;/b&gt; death is another.&lt;br /&gt;
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Time moves.&lt;br /&gt;
People change.&lt;br /&gt;
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We are no longer babies. We don't crawl anymore (unless necessary).&lt;br /&gt;
We are no longer kids. We are not so carefree anymore.&lt;br /&gt;
We are no longer teenagers. We have determined our pathway, our perception.&lt;br /&gt;
We are slowly getting into adulthood. What lies ahead is serious matter compared to what we faced during the previous stages.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;blockquote&gt;Time moves.&lt;br /&gt;
We change.&lt;br /&gt;
But we can't change the fact that time moves, and never looks back.&lt;br /&gt;
Not even once.&lt;br /&gt;
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- &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;Duno&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817842-8292107380783108774?l=duno916.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/feeds/8292107380783108774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2010/07/time-moves.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/8292107380783108774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/8292107380783108774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2010/07/time-moves.html' title='Time Moves'/><author><name>Duno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122682246965720506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/TJrTT8xGQSI/AAAAAAAAA1w/PhU_7vXk_JQ/S220/(2010-9-15th)+Kah+Wen+Chin+Siang+Surprise+B%27day+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817842.post-1767275271782996820</id><published>2010-07-07T18:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T18:12:56.113+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randomly milked'/><title type='text'>Survey-of-the-Day</title><content type='html'>Okie, now that Blogger has rolled out some new stuffs to keep us bloggers hooked on using their service, it's time to put it to the&lt;br /&gt;
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The so-called new stuff is the new (obviously) Template Designer that lets you customize your blog as easy as &amp;nbsp;a series of drag-and-drops, drop-down-menu-selects, and scrollbar-scrollings.&lt;br /&gt;
No scary HTML!&lt;br /&gt;
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It's fast!&lt;br /&gt;
It's easy!&lt;br /&gt;
Even dummies can do it! (No offence here)&lt;br /&gt;
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So let's take a quick survey to anyone who happens to click visit this blog.&lt;br /&gt;
Leave any comments you like about the design of this blog.&lt;br /&gt;
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E.g. : I can't see the words clearly! Background is too bright!&lt;br /&gt;
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The author will not be responsible for any damage that might be caused following the comment(s) you left.&lt;br /&gt;
Your comments will not be appreciated. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817842-1767275271782996820?l=duno916.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/feeds/1767275271782996820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2010/07/survey-of-day.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/1767275271782996820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/1767275271782996820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2010/07/survey-of-day.html' title='Survey-of-the-Day'/><author><name>Duno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122682246965720506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/TJrTT8xGQSI/AAAAAAAAA1w/PhU_7vXk_JQ/S220/(2010-9-15th)+Kah+Wen+Chin+Siang+Surprise+B%27day+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817842.post-1218942043009325088</id><published>2010-07-06T21:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T21:13:57.131+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='that&apos;s life'/><title type='text'>June-July Updates</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-large;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;ccording to Einstein's Theory of Relativity, time moves differently in each observer's perception. Hence, I can safely deduce that our second semester somehow obey this Theory.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Now is the third week of my 2nd semester already. Crap, I haven't even started to enjoy my study time and now it's halfway through the 2nd semester. 4 more weeks to go, and then there's final.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Nothing much happens in the second semester though. People are throwing their towels and shirts and pants and pillows and ground nuts and carbonated drinks and whatever they can grab enjoying watching the World Cup, and we are subjected to suffering in this compressed semester, aptly named 'short semester'. The syllabus is actually prepared for long semester of 13 weeks, but somehow they 'zip' it into 'short'. Hence the name '2nd_Semester.zip'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;We need Winzip, or WinRAR, or any decompressing software!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Where's my Waka Waka? It's not in TV, in fact, it's from newspaper. theSun newspaper is my friend!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;(Free copy in university)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Hmm, on a side note, my jaw has been feeling unusual since last week. Whenever I open my mouth wide enough (i.e. when yawning), somewhere under my left ear feels very painful. First I thought it was inner ear infection, but the pain only comes whenever I move my jaw. So I suspect my left jaw joint.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Probably something happened to my left jaw joint, feels like someone has just punch me in the left side. Hard. Dislocating my jaw.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Come to think of it, my left jaw joint has been a bit dislocated since maybe secondary school. I remember there was one time I fell down, face first, on cement floor while playing basketball, banging my chin. Nothing serious happened a few days after that, not even bruises I remember, but since then whenever I open my mouth, there will be a sickening *crack* from my left jaw joint. No pain initially, but now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Could it be the same problem, only now it's more serious? And why does it come all of a sudden?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;But trying to be optimistic, maybe it is the way I sleep, accidentally twisted it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Eating has been very painful ever since. I can't really enjoy any food now without grimacing with pain whenever I chew. My favourite burgers, french fries... even bread.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Next week is the starting of 2nd year for all my public university friends. They seem very excited about juniors. Haha, are they going to give them hell or babysit them? Only time will tell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Anyway, good luck in the coming semester! May everything works well for you all :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;On another side note, now that I am living somewhere near my campus with an average 30 minutes drive to my uni, I might have more time to sniff around the ever-so-mysterious KL and Selangor. There is a bunch of places I want to go, but first, let's drop-by the place I have been wanted to go in my entire life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;The only place that I can realize my childhood dream. At least partially.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;And probably the closest I can ever get to in my entire life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;And that is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;Astronomy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan;"&gt;**************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan;"&gt;Next stop:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan;"&gt;**************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817842-1218942043009325088?l=duno916.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/feeds/1218942043009325088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2010/07/june-july-updates.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/1218942043009325088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/1218942043009325088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2010/07/june-july-updates.html' title='June-July Updates'/><author><name>Duno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122682246965720506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/TJrTT8xGQSI/AAAAAAAAA1w/PhU_7vXk_JQ/S220/(2010-9-15th)+Kah+Wen+Chin+Siang+Surprise+B%27day+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/TDMqzbpdgxI/AAAAAAAAAws/RgE-QmoxUJo/s72-c/planetarium+cover+BI.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817842.post-6698971242468493065</id><published>2010-05-18T20:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T20:51:39.595+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='It&apos;s all about eat'/><title type='text'>Subway, Eat Fresh®</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;t is not a proud thing, and it is embarrassing to say it out.&lt;br /&gt;
But I am getting quite excited about this. So I want to share with you all.&lt;br /&gt;
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*Drums rolling*&lt;br /&gt;
Today, I had my first ever Subway sandwich in my entire 20-year life.&lt;br /&gt;
Is it not embarrassing? Haha...&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Me and my friend Hasif were about to go to an electronic shop in SS2, Petaling Jaya where Adrian has taken me there to find some components before. I wanted to find another motor, hoping to combine 3 motors and spin them together, generating more voltage. Hasif wanted to find the choke for his mini UV lamp.&lt;br /&gt;
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But before all this, we decided to go for lunch. We have a notion: Mamak Monday! We will have mamak every Monday because the food in school is just too ridiculously priced. RM10.00++ for a plate of spaghetti? RM4.80 for a shrunken chicken rice? No Way!&lt;br /&gt;
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When Hasif saw there was a Subway near the electronic shop, he was quite surprised.&lt;br /&gt;
"There is a Subway here? And A&amp;amp;W? And Swensen's?"&lt;br /&gt;
There was just too many eateries here. KFC, McD's, Secret Recipe, and quite a number of kopitiam. You will definitely not starve to death when you are around here. Unless there's a hole in your wallet, or you accidentally burned your pocket with a lighter, or maybe you used up all your bank notes folding into paper planes to get rid of boredom.&lt;br /&gt;
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Therefore Hasif suggested we have our lunch at Subway.&lt;br /&gt;
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You see, there is something peculiar about Johor Bahru. There is no Subway back there. Not even a single one. That is why I never eat one before.&lt;br /&gt;
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Apparently Subway is a much different fast food restaurant than their counterparts like KFC or McD's. Subway presses on healthy eating, so there is not much variety of 'fried', 'roasted', 'oily', etc. And the 'ordering procedure' is also different. That is the reason they put a signboard beside the overhead menus with big and cute letters blaring "How to order?" for us noobs who have never gone to a Subway before.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Choose your sandwich!&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Choose your bread!&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Choose your toppings!&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Choose your sauces!&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;There is a bunch of varieties to choose from. Hasif, having had Subway once back in his hometown Singapore, knew what to order and what to do. I just stared at the overhead menus, with my face starting to redden. "What to order? And how?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The menus were not doing a good job, I might say. "Veggie Vettie", "Meatball" something, "Chicken Teriyaki", etc. Naturally, I chose the one I thought is the most 'normal': Chicken Teriyaki.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The guy serving us was a foreign-looking small chap with loud friendly voice, albeit with a funny accent.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"(Pitching up and down) &lt;i&gt;Hello! Welcome to Subway! What do you like to have today?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"(Pitching up and down)&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Chicken Teriyaki! 6-inch or foot-long?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"(Pitching up and down) &lt;i&gt;6-inch!&amp;nbsp;What kind of bread you want? Italian? Wholemeal? Cheese?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"(Pitching up and down) &lt;i&gt;Italian! Do you want to toast it?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"(Pitching up and down) &lt;i&gt;Okey! Toast it!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"(Pitching up and down) &lt;i&gt;Now proceed to choose your toppings! *smile smile*"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After toasting, he passed the sandwich to a girl beside him, and she was responsible for the toppings. There were a bunch of toppings to add! Lettuce, cucumbers, tomatoes, onions, pickles, cheese, and much much more! Again, I went for the common and normal: Lettuce, tomatoes, and cucumbers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Below are a collection of photos of my sandwich. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/S_KIxEQ6I0I/AAAAAAAAAvU/Vl4OBzg0ODk/s1600/image142.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/S_KIxEQ6I0I/AAAAAAAAAvU/Vl4OBzg0ODk/s320/image142.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/S_KIzfCgQ3I/AAAAAAAAAvc/_9yxuEKtmcw/s1600/image143.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/S_KIzfCgQ3I/AAAAAAAAAvc/_9yxuEKtmcw/s320/image143.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/S_KI6PB7lSI/AAAAAAAAAvk/4MPkiBknk_M/s1600/image144.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/S_KI6PB7lSI/AAAAAAAAAvk/4MPkiBknk_M/s320/image144.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;6-inch Italian bread Chicken Teriyaki with lettuce, tomatoes, and cucumbers topped with BBQ sauce and mayonnaise&lt;/b&gt;. Taste great! Though for some experts in Subway, this might be a strange combination, but who cares? As long as it tastes good, and I like it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another thing I like is there is no&lt;b&gt; tax&lt;/b&gt;! No 5%&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;government tax&lt;/b&gt;! No 10%&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;service tax&lt;/b&gt;! WYSIWYP - What you see is what you pay. Although my sandwich burnt my wallet for RM10.60...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well anyway, there goes my first Subway sandwich. It was a nice experience. Thanks to Hasif for the recommendation. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817842-6698971242468493065?l=duno916.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/feeds/6698971242468493065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2010/05/subway-eat-fresh.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/6698971242468493065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/6698971242468493065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2010/05/subway-eat-fresh.html' title='Subway, Eat Fresh®'/><author><name>Duno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122682246965720506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/TJrTT8xGQSI/AAAAAAAAA1w/PhU_7vXk_JQ/S220/(2010-9-15th)+Kah+Wen+Chin+Siang+Surprise+B%27day+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/S_KIxEQ6I0I/AAAAAAAAAvU/Vl4OBzg0ODk/s72-c/image142.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817842.post-7355870154268031652</id><published>2010-05-11T19:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T19:49:38.829+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='that&apos;s life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family update'/><title type='text'>Denial</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;hat was what I saw when my grandma first heard and reacted to the fact; the fact that even I had had difficulties to accept it; the fact that could be considered as one of the most shocking moments in my life, easily ranked the top place; the fact that I have to abandon the old memories and rewrite it.&lt;br /&gt;
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The fact that we are moving to a new &lt;i&gt;home&lt;/i&gt;, 40km from our old home.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Denial&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;
We used to hear that people tend to become more and more denial when getting old. You can say that too. One of the possible explanation is that as we get old, we get familiar with our surroundings: the way we eat, the way we think, the way we look at things, etc.&lt;br /&gt;
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With deeper familiarity comes greater denial.&lt;br /&gt;
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We refuse to accept changes in our life. We refuse to change our way we think. We refuse to see the way younger generations see. We refuse to adapt to new lifestyle, colloquially named 'Generation-X'.&lt;br /&gt;
And that is what happening to my grandma, or rather, in some sense.&lt;br /&gt;
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I still remember the words she said back then. It has been revolving around my mind whenever I think of home:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;"What's the point of moving to a new home? We have gotten quite used to this home already. We have lived here for the past 20 over years some more..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
And dad would try his best to persuade grandma. And that was last year.&lt;br /&gt;
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Initially I had the same thoughts as grandma. I had been living there for almost 20 years. All my childhood memories are there, like what my brother blogged, the durian trees, the warehouse, the badminton court, everything (but he forgot about the tadpoles we used to catch at the abandoned warehouse ruin :P). Moving to a new home means we have to adapt to a new surrounding, where the nearest convenience shop is 2km away from house; where there are no neighbours around us; where we are almost separated from the outside world, having to drive along unpaved road for almost 5 minutes just to leave the estate.&lt;br /&gt;
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As time went on, I became more and more excited about moving to new home. I guess I am not old enough to have any denial.&lt;br /&gt;
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March 14th, the day finally came when we moved to the new home,&lt;br /&gt;
but&amp;nbsp;I never get the chance to pack up my things;&lt;br /&gt;
never get the chance to hitch a ride on lorries with all the furnitures;&lt;br /&gt;
never get the chance to experience the feeling of moving;&lt;br /&gt;
never get the chance to see our new home for the first time;&lt;br /&gt;
never get the chance to see how mum 'packed up' those chickens and rabbits;&lt;br /&gt;
never get the chance to see what is the reaction of my family;&lt;br /&gt;
never get the chance to see what will the chickens and rabbits feel;&lt;br /&gt;
never get the chance to bid my neighbours goodbye;&lt;br /&gt;
and never get the chance to see my old home for one last time.&lt;br /&gt;
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Fast forward, I did went home on April 23rd, and this post was supposed to be posted on 25th, but I was too busy. I suppose I have the responsibility to post updates from family since I'm the only son still staying here. I was pretty excited about seeing my new home, my new room. Though it is pleasant, I do feel there's something lacking. &lt;i&gt;The memories&lt;/i&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;
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I went home with my eldest aunt and 3rd aunt. Finally I saw my grandma for the first time in 2 months, and thank God, she still looks fine and healthy. I was around when grandma was chatting with my aunts. Grandma was half-complaining that she can't walk around due to the fact that the compound is too huge and she might accidentally tripped on something, and so dad restrict her to walk too far from house. I realized that I was spying on my grandma, seeing how she adapted to life in new home. However, it was not a pleasant sight.&lt;br /&gt;
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Grandma is 80 over years old. As usual, moving around might be a challenge to her. In the 3 days duration of my stay, I noticed that her daily activities (on weekend) are usually sitting around at home or walking around. She never gets to do most of the houseworks like she did back in old home as my other aunt is there to help her. She never gets to feed the chickens and rabbits as the backyard is also very dangerous to walk around. She never gets to cook as my aunt will do that. The only thing she can do is prayers, but that has some restrictions too. The main door to the house has a few steps of stairs, therefore my dad does not allow her to walk out unnecessarily, even to answer prayer. Dad will help her to stick the joss sticks.&lt;br /&gt;
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There is no land-line in our new home, therefore there is no more Panasonic cordless phone with huge buttons and simple speed dial function that grandma loves to use to call my relatives and chat the whole day long. Now she has to resort to use those 'futuristic handphones' with small buttons and screens. She is able to use it to some extent, but it is not as effective as the good ol' Panasonic cordless phone.&lt;br /&gt;
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Life must be hard for grandma for not able to do the things she wants to do, what's more with the feeling of &lt;i&gt;denial&lt;/i&gt;. I feel sorry for her, even when I came back here.&lt;br /&gt;
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I feel sorry for almost every single day ever since I left my home again on April 25th. And that is why I called home on Mother's Day just to wish her.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Funny how it is always the old people who suffer the most when changing to a new life, despite the fact that they may have tried to adapt to new life for a few times and have more experience in life, isn't it?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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~Keat~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817842-7355870154268031652?l=duno916.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/feeds/7355870154268031652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2010/05/denial.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/7355870154268031652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/7355870154268031652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2010/05/denial.html' title='Denial'/><author><name>Duno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122682246965720506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/TJrTT8xGQSI/AAAAAAAAA1w/PhU_7vXk_JQ/S220/(2010-9-15th)+Kah+Wen+Chin+Siang+Surprise+B%27day+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817842.post-9141489176617544955</id><published>2010-04-12T22:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T19:40:20.730+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='今日的他...'/><title type='text'>朋友</title><content type='html'>几天前在Facebook看见有人问：&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;『小学朋友，中学朋友，大学朋友，你比较喜欢哪一个？』&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;许多人的回应都是中学朋友&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我也会选中学朋友&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;觉得可能是因为小学的时候，大家都不懂事，不懂什么是友情&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;大学的时候每个人的思想不简单了，很难找到很好的朋友&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;中学时期是我们发育的时候，中学的朋友陪着我们长大5年&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;感情当然会比较好……&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;在这里已经接近两个月了，时间有时过得还真快&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我不在的时候，大家的日子还好吧？&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;呵呵，说说罢了啦 :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;生活在大城市，感觉真的很不习惯&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;两个月了，我还是不适应这里的人事物&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;这里的朋友……&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;说真的我找不到一个很好的朋友&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;有钱人的生活，我无法适应&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;住大城市的人，我无法配合&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;讲英文的朋友，我无法接近&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;感觉&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;很遥远……&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;在家靠父母，出外靠朋友&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;在外没朋友靠，那应该怎么办？&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;以前听人家说没有好朋友，我终于明白&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;在人海当中，独自一个人走的感觉&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;真的很可怕……&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;不知道为什么，这里的朋友总会给我一种距离感&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我没办法和他们很好，也没有很想和他们很好&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;说到都可笑，在其他人当中比较好的朋友都是异族&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;有阿拉伯人、马来人、印度人，就是没有华人&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;总觉得华人我无法接近……&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;没有像以前中学的那种朋友了&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;每天陪你笑，每天陪你玩，每天陪你分享，喜怒哀乐当中每天陪你一点点地长大&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;也许是升上了大学，我们都已经长大了&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;不能在找到像中学的那些朋友了……&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;寂寞，不是因为身边缺少了朋友&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;身边的确有一些朋友&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;而是在人海当中却找不到依赖&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;不能分享心事的朋友，不能分享快乐的朋友，不能分享伤心的朋友&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;还叫《朋友》吗？&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;多希望能回到过去……&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;打从第一天上课，班上就有一些男生问我有没有玩Facebook&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我背对良心说『没有』，结果被比手指（开玩笑的比）&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;不知道，就是没有想add他们的感觉&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;男男女女都一样&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;目前我只add了一个华人朋友，他是我第一也是唯一一个大学的朋友&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;他帮了我很多，指导我怎样去这去那，教我怎样搭地铁，带我出外吃（学校的东西又贵又难吃），还教我一点广东话&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;非常感激他，不过他也是有他自己的朋友&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;有时我还是会独自一个人……&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MSN开着，却没人好聊&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;偶尔找一找哥哥，谈谈最近的科技&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Facebook我不想add人，MSN更不用说啦&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;可笑的是，到现在坐我旁边的印度人才知道我的电话号码&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;马来人和阿拉伯的都还不知道&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;那个马来人是从新加坡来的，我们常常会一起出外mamak吃午餐&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;（学校的东西真的是又贵又难吃）&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;谈谈新加坡和马来西亚的差别&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;这种交流很不错&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;同样的，多数时候我们都是各走各的&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;有时候会很喜欢这种感觉，不过久了会觉得……&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;很空虚……&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;有时想找以前的朋友，不过时间所逼，彼此都有事要忙&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;只好等“下次”了&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;不过“下次”往往都不会到来&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;一时间处在不一样的生活不一样的社会，真的很难适应&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;这里的人匆匆忙忙，驾车也是很鲁莽&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;这里的人很舍得花，穿着打扮都是很贵很显眼&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;这里的人思想现实，不能了解我们这些比较简单的人&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;这里的人很不一样，每天聊的都是一些废废的话题&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;没有人会担心未来，每天都是在谈娱乐&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;计划这个星期要去哪里看电影、去哪里走走、去哪里clubbing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;回想起来，简单的生活还是会比较好……&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;找不到依赖，真的很难受&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我想念以前的朋友，我想念大学的朋友&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;一起踢足球，一起打篮球，一起打羽球……&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;这种生活，好过每天呆在家里啃书，去到学校打打招呼&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;想想我已经将近两个月没有做运动了&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;一点运动都没有，没有羽球，没有篮球，没有足球，什么都没有&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;周日不够睡，周末又很累&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;每天天气热，每天都像缺水一样&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;能感觉到身体开始虚弱了……&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;回想起来会觉得很后悔&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;为什么当初那么傻？&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;为什么当初那么蠢？&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;为什么当初那么……该死呢？&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;竟然已经走上了这条路&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;也只好慢慢地走下去了&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;希望从中我能够成长一些，不再幼稚&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;同时也要珍惜身边所拥有的一切&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;身边的家人和朋友……&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;与其遗憾交不到新朋友，不如珍惜所拥有的知己&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;与其抱怨生活不公平，不如从中找出乐趣来&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;好好享受生活吧 :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817842-9141489176617544955?l=duno916.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/feeds/9141489176617544955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post_12.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/9141489176617544955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/9141489176617544955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post_12.html' title='朋友'/><author><name>Duno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122682246965720506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/TJrTT8xGQSI/AAAAAAAAA1w/PhU_7vXk_JQ/S220/(2010-9-15th)+Kah+Wen+Chin+Siang+Surprise+B%27day+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817842.post-7414844665467910995</id><published>2010-04-08T20:57:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T21:42:13.452+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='好介绍'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='等等…'/><title type='text'>可惜    不是你</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;不&lt;/span&gt;管是在悲伤中&lt;br /&gt;
在痛苦中&lt;br /&gt;
今天&lt;br /&gt;
明天&lt;br /&gt;
时间它头也不回&lt;br /&gt;
这就是人生&lt;br /&gt;
C'est La Vie&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
走一个城市的陌生&lt;br /&gt;
走到了&lt;br /&gt;
曙光不知不觉的黎明&lt;br /&gt;
流过了你笑的&lt;br /&gt;
每个样子&lt;br /&gt;
一去不回&lt;br /&gt;
我会在你的记忆&lt;br /&gt;
只要你一个眼神肯定&lt;br /&gt;
我的爱就有意义&lt;br /&gt;
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我猜不透你的表情&lt;br /&gt;
我等不到你的回应&lt;br /&gt;
对不起&lt;br /&gt;
我爱你&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
爱&lt;br /&gt;
真的需要勇气&lt;br /&gt;
为何&lt;br /&gt;
我的真心&lt;br /&gt;
你听不到&lt;br /&gt;
可能的&lt;br /&gt;
可以的&lt;br /&gt;
真的 &amp;nbsp;可惜了&lt;br /&gt;
遗憾&lt;br /&gt;
是会呼吸的痛&lt;br /&gt;
想念&lt;br /&gt;
是会呼吸的痛&lt;br /&gt;
我这里半个月亮&lt;br /&gt;
你那里是不是也一样&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
就是你&lt;br /&gt;
最内心的世界&lt;br /&gt;
有一个人&lt;br /&gt;
早已经默默之中在那里&lt;br /&gt;
你一定是&lt;br /&gt;
我最美的追逐&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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可惜&lt;br /&gt;
不是你&lt;br /&gt;
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如果有一天&lt;br /&gt;
我们再见面&lt;br /&gt;
时间 &amp;nbsp;会不会倒退一点？&lt;br /&gt;
？？？？？？？？？？&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
爱&lt;br /&gt;
让这女孩&lt;br /&gt;
一夜长大&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;部分取自&lt;b&gt;梁静茹2008《今天情人节》演唱会&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817842-7414844665467910995?l=duno916.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/feeds/7414844665467910995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/7414844665467910995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/7414844665467910995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post.html' title='可惜    不是你'/><author><name>Duno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122682246965720506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/TJrTT8xGQSI/AAAAAAAAA1w/PhU_7vXk_JQ/S220/(2010-9-15th)+Kah+Wen+Chin+Siang+Surprise+B%27day+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817842.post-592006381805341115</id><published>2010-04-05T19:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T19:51:23.236+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randomly milked'/><title type='text'>The Mythical Water Clock</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/S7m20VXrEdI/AAAAAAAAAsw/6KD1LhD212I/s1600/water-powered-clock-3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/S7m20VXrEdI/AAAAAAAAAsw/6KD1LhD212I/s320/water-powered-clock-3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Picture courtesy of &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bedolwhatsnext.com/clocks-waterpowered-clock-c-89_199.html"&gt;bedol®&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;Water Clock - A story of a failure-ridden project&lt;br /&gt;
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In the 2nd week of our semester 1, we were divided into groups and given a dozen of projects to choose from. There's a challenge to find an alternate way to replace the big and bulky water dispenser bottle.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/S7m4rJvILLI/AAAAAAAAAs4/36U3Dde1C88/s1600/Water_Dispenser.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/S7m4rJvILLI/AAAAAAAAAs4/36U3Dde1C88/s200/Water_Dispenser.gif" width="131" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Another challenge is to come out with a way to measure the content of a gas cylinder tank. Stirling engine, XY table, which is basically a machine that can go X and Y direction, bladeless fan, water clock, etc etc.&amp;nbsp;And so we thought that the water clock would be an easy project. It does sound easy, up until we get hands-on.&lt;br /&gt;
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Our objective is to &lt;b&gt;build a clock that runs on water, be it chemically, electrically, or mechanically.&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Sniffing around the internet, there seems to be a real water clock in the market. Manufactured by a company called bedol, it is claimed that all you need is just &lt;/span&gt;water&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; to power this fancy looking device. Plain water. No additives. They even sell alarm version of this clock. So how does this magic work?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;The theory is simple: the water you pour in acts merely as an electrolyte to initiate a chemical reaction inside the clock, which involves a zinc plate, and produces electricity to power the digital system. In layman's term, it is called &lt;i&gt;electrolysis&lt;/i&gt;.&amp;nbsp;Downside is that the zinc plate will be eaten up slowly, and you will have to change it. So strictly speaking, this is not a '&lt;/span&gt;water powered clock&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;'. Should have called it '&lt;i&gt;Electrolysis Clock&lt;/i&gt;'. There is a blog debunking this myth. According to the manufacturer &lt;a href="http://www.thinkgeek.com/homeoffice/lights/757e/"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;'How does it work? Magic mostly. And a little bit of science too. The internal converter simply extracts electrons from water (or other liquid) molecules and provides a steady stream of electrical current acting as a fuel cell to generate power to the clock.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Sounds magical, but try reading this &lt;a href="http://blog.onlineclock.net/water-powered-clock-myth/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt;. The so-called 'fuel cell' is nothing but zinc plates. -.-"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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More sniffing in the net and we found something rather different (a bit). This time, you don't just pour in plain water; you pour water and &lt;i&gt;lemon juice (or any citric juice)&lt;/i&gt;! Now this is a very simple and common experiment done by almost every students who have studied science in primary or secondary school. We know that the acidic property of citric juice makes it act as an electrolyte. You stick zinc or copper plates into the lemon and &lt;i&gt;voila!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;The clock starts to tick. Nothing magical also.&lt;br /&gt;
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So is there any clock that really runs on water? Yes there is.&amp;nbsp;Back in the Egyptian era, they built a clock called &lt;i&gt;clepsydra&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;or literally water thief, which managed to indicate time by using water. I can't find any more information about this type of clocks, but according to some sources, they are powered by gravity and siphons. Hmm....&lt;br /&gt;
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Enough about the real water clock. What about ours?&lt;br /&gt;
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First we came out with an idea of using siphon to pull water from lower to higher ground, flow out the water to turn a turbine which is then used to turn the gears of a mechanical clock. More researching and we found out that mechanical clock is simply too complicated, and there is no possible way to pull the water from lower to higher ground, thus defying gravity. Simple experiment showed that the turbine has to spin at very high speed (theoretically as fast as a Tamiya) in order to generate enough electricity to power a simple digital clock.&lt;br /&gt;
First concept out.&lt;br /&gt;
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Second, my brother came out with an idea of implementing hourglass design that has to be turned every once in a while. Evaluation showed that we can't make it self-rotating. Even if we did manage to make it self-rotating by inserting magnets, the hourglass would spin crazily like Tamiya motor too. And we can't make the turbine to spin at light speed either.&lt;br /&gt;
Second idea out.&lt;br /&gt;
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Then we found a video on Youtube, showing probably the simplest water clock. By implementing see-saw concept, they placed a bottle upside-down at one end of the see-saw to make it drip water into another cup on the see-saw, so that the weight of water would pull the see-saw down, and the other end of the see-saw will indicate and&amp;nbsp;count a certain period of time. It's a good idea, but they're actually making a 'water powered stopwatch'.&lt;br /&gt;
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Last week we were trying to redesign the see-saw concept into a 'ferris-wheel' structure so that the wheel would spin very slowly, indicating the hour similar to a clock face. Experiment showed that the wheel spun very fast and uncontrollable, so that idea is kicked out. But the fast spinning wheel might work if we use some gears to slow it down, making it spinning at 1 teeth per second/minute/hour, building something similar to a simple mechanical clock, but without the pendulum as timekeeper.&lt;br /&gt;
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Hopefully it will work. I will update about our progress. IF we have any progress.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817842-592006381805341115?l=duno916.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/feeds/592006381805341115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2010/04/mythical-water-clock.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/592006381805341115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/592006381805341115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2010/04/mythical-water-clock.html' title='The Mythical Water Clock'/><author><name>Duno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122682246965720506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/TJrTT8xGQSI/AAAAAAAAA1w/PhU_7vXk_JQ/S220/(2010-9-15th)+Kah+Wen+Chin+Siang+Surprise+B%27day+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/S7m20VXrEdI/AAAAAAAAAsw/6KD1LhD212I/s72-c/water-powered-clock-3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817842.post-7158216666346876709</id><published>2010-04-02T22:46:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T01:01:36.548+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randomly milked'/><title type='text'>Xpress your Music, the Smart way</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/S7YDdi-JKhI/AAAAAAAAAsI/Wg4fYd6XdfQ/s1600/IMG_0936.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/S7YDdi-JKhI/AAAAAAAAAsI/Wg4fYd6XdfQ/s320/IMG_0936.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Nokia 5730 XpressMusic&lt;br /&gt;
The only slider XpressMusic with full QWERTY keyboard&lt;br /&gt;
And probably the only phone with both QWERTY and traditional keypad&lt;br /&gt;
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Quick Specs:&lt;br /&gt;
3.5G/HSPDA&lt;br /&gt;
Symbian s60 3rd Edition&lt;br /&gt;
ARM 11 369Mhz processor&lt;br /&gt;
128MB SDRAM&lt;br /&gt;
100MB internal storage&lt;br /&gt;
TFT 240x320, 2.4", 16M colours&lt;br /&gt;
5-way navigation keys and slide-out QWERTY keyboard&lt;br /&gt;
Wifi, A-GPS (original Garmin 1-year subscription)&lt;br /&gt;
3.2 mega pixels, Carl Zeiss with autofocus and LED flash&lt;br /&gt;
Secondary camera with photo and video functions&lt;br /&gt;
3.5mm headphone jack&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
27th March, 2010&lt;br /&gt;
The day I bought the Nokia 5730 XpressMusic&lt;br /&gt;
Fortunately the retailer was very kind (and talkative. He went on to complain about his sweaty palms which made his HTC Touch Pro 2 going haywire and the price dropped RM1000 in three months after he bought it) and explained to me almost every details. He believes in honesty when dealing with customers, so he just said everything I needed and wanted to know. He's a good person. The stall is called Connexion if I'm not wrong, situated at Level 2 in Plaza Low Yat, under the mother company called Viewnet Computer Sdn. Bhd.&lt;br /&gt;
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After a couple of weeks hunting for a suitable phone, from E71 to N97, I found this. Wanted to go for touch-screen, but the retailer said touch-screen is not suitable for typing messages, especially for people like me who prefer messages than calls (cheaper).&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: auto;"&gt;First, there was the Sony Ericsson Xperia X1.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs387.snc3/23663_110309762317163_100000144205451_277110_2156717_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs387.snc3/23663_110309762317163_100000144205451_277110_2156717_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Reason being I don't want to deviate from Sony Ericsson as my last phone was SE W760i. Gotten quite familiar with the GUI of SE phones. Touch-screen and QWERTY keyboard, who doesn't like it? I thought after the release of X2, the X1 price would drop. Yea, it did drop, to RM1200 (-.-"). But according to many reviews and the retailer, X1 is not a good phone. Operating on Windows Mobile 6.1, the X1 has a lot of bugs and problems, and very slow.&lt;br /&gt;
Aww... :(&lt;br /&gt;
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Next was the Nokia E71.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/S7Yd3qzYu9I/AAAAAAAAAsg/DxeOXXfGkwM/s1600/nokia-e71-02.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/S7Yd3qzYu9I/AAAAAAAAAsg/DxeOXXfGkwM/s320/nokia-e71-02.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is the phone my cousin Ah Girl sis recommended me. She knows a friend who is selling phones, so she might be able to get a cheap phone from him. But I was too lazy to wait (waited for 2 weeks without reply from her friend). The retailer also recommended me this when I said I want a QWERTY phone. Feature wise, the E71 is not a bad phone, but I just don't like it's design. It looks so... business-esque. And the screen looks smaller (the retailer proved to me that it's only optical illusion, in fact the screen is almost as large as 5730). It IS a business phone. Features are almost the same as 5730, without XpressMusic.&lt;br /&gt;
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Then came the Nokia 5730 XpressMusic.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs453.ash1/24916_111039422244197_100000144205451_286281_7432964_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="244" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs453.ash1/24916_111039422244197_100000144205451_286281_7432964_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is the phone which almost completely suits what I need: QWERTY keyboard for fast messaging, A-GPS for lost mice like me, wi-fi for my insatiable internet access, 3.5mm for any earphones (or headphones too), XpressMusic for replacing my Walkman, MSN, Skype, Youtube, Facebook, and a plethora of applications and softwares, 3.5G, camera with flash, and of course, smartphone!&lt;br /&gt;
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Immediately after that was the Nokia 5800 XpressMusic.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/S7YT3KSwhxI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/pwty_QA3O8U/s1600/nokia-5800-xpressmusic-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/S7YT3KSwhxI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/pwty_QA3O8U/s320/nokia-5800-xpressmusic-2.jpg" width="294" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Which is almost similar to the 5730, except without the QWERTY keyboard and it's touch-screen. Not suitable for me, but the touch-screen looks fancy...&lt;br /&gt;
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At the same time there was Nokia 5530 XpressMusic.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/S7YUtN9GHoI/AAAAAAAAAsY/pAjAo5UADV0/s1600/nokia-5530-xpressmusic-00.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/S7YUtN9GHoI/AAAAAAAAAsY/pAjAo5UADV0/s320/nokia-5530-xpressmusic-00.jpg" width="168" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;5530 is the cheaper variant of 5800. Both sporting almost the same functions, but 5530 is not 3G compatible. Means no video call for me (although I don't really need it, who knows maybe one day Malaysia will be promoting 3G lines)&lt;br /&gt;
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So after sniffing and scouting around Plaza Low Yat (twice!), I decided to go with the Nokia 5730 XpressMusic. RM 835 was the cheapest AP set I could get, but I bought for RM 850 because the retailer was very kind to me. Wanted to take the black/red edition, but AP was out of stock, so I took the white/blue one. It does look weird, but then, I realized it's much cooler than the black/red edition! Fortunately it's not entirely white. It comes with some black paint, and chrome rim!&lt;br /&gt;
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User-friendliness wise, the keypad buttons are a little too small for my average-sized thumb. Sometimes I do accidentally hit the D-pad instead of numbers. QWERTY keyboard is very handy, except the symbols are all jumbled up. Typing a '(' will give you ':', and hitting the '#' will give you '+' instead. Heard the retailer said it's a bug in every Nokia phone with sliding QWERTY. But my friend's N97 is behaving just fine... Hmm~&lt;br /&gt;
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Anyway, I don't regret getting this wonderful phone. Once again, I want to thank papa for giving me the money to buy this. I'll take good care of it and be sure not to scratch or drop it!&lt;br /&gt;
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(The writer is still searching for the silicon cover for it at press time)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817842-7158216666346876709?l=duno916.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/feeds/7158216666346876709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2010/04/nokia-5730-xpressmusic-xpress-your.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/7158216666346876709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/7158216666346876709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2010/04/nokia-5730-xpressmusic-xpress-your.html' title='Xpress your Music, the Smart way'/><author><name>Duno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122682246965720506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/TJrTT8xGQSI/AAAAAAAAA1w/PhU_7vXk_JQ/S220/(2010-9-15th)+Kah+Wen+Chin+Siang+Surprise+B%27day+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/S7YDdi-JKhI/AAAAAAAAAsI/Wg4fYd6XdfQ/s72-c/IMG_0936.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817842.post-1430582121990566608</id><published>2010-03-16T22:15:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T22:41:54.716+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randomly milked'/><title type='text'>Next stop: Jalan Pasar</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;rom&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;the first few days of lectures, I'd heard my Circuits lecturer talking about &lt;b&gt;Jalan Pasar&lt;/b&gt;. Apparently it's a popular street among the locals and definitely the haven for us electrical engineers. Its other name is &lt;i&gt;Teen Chee Kai&lt;/i&gt; (roughly translated as &lt;b&gt;Electronics Street&lt;/b&gt; in Cantonese).&lt;br /&gt;
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After about 30 minutes of Googling, I've finally found this haven. :)&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;From a blog I've read, &lt;b&gt;Jalan Pasar&lt;/b&gt; is like a normal &lt;i&gt;pasar malam&lt;/i&gt;, except that it is not limited to just evening, I think. And you won't be able to find &lt;i&gt;fried kuey tiao&lt;/i&gt; or &lt;i&gt;bee hoon&lt;/i&gt; or &lt;i&gt;nasi lemak&lt;/i&gt; or &lt;i&gt;char kuey&lt;/i&gt; or &lt;i&gt;sate &lt;/i&gt;or &lt;i&gt;otak-otak&lt;/i&gt;, because &lt;b&gt;Jalan Pasar&lt;/b&gt; mostly sells electronic devices like transistors, logic gates, and anything that can put on a circuit board. Apparently, there are stalls selling rabbits, fishes, guinea pigs and the like. So it is definitely a place where I want to go next, considering that I want to find some electronic components for my project AND of course, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;guinea pigs!&lt;/span&gt; Haha~&lt;br /&gt;
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I will plan for a few days and see how to get there (by my trusted &lt;b&gt;Google Map&lt;/b&gt;, of course). Hopefully I won't get lost &lt;i&gt;again&lt;/i&gt;... :P&lt;br /&gt;
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Edit: By the look at it, Jalan Pasar is like &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;on the other side&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; of Kuala Lumpur! Looks like I have a lot of travel to do...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817842-1430582121990566608?l=duno916.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/feeds/1430582121990566608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2010/03/next-stop-jalan-pasar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/1430582121990566608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/1430582121990566608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2010/03/next-stop-jalan-pasar.html' title='Next stop: Jalan Pasar'/><author><name>Duno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122682246965720506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/TJrTT8xGQSI/AAAAAAAAA1w/PhU_7vXk_JQ/S220/(2010-9-15th)+Kah+Wen+Chin+Siang+Surprise+B%27day+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817842.post-3034966633181797565</id><published>2010-03-03T23:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T22:38:22.605+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randomly milked'/><title type='text'>The Murphy's Law</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/S452ugZ_24I/AAAAAAAAAjA/U-reBIilP3s/s1600-h/murphys-law.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="248" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/S452ugZ_24I/AAAAAAAAAjA/U-reBIilP3s/s320/murphys-law.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;"Wath iff vaa...."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-large;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;he Murphy's Law states that anything that can go wrong, &lt;i&gt;will go wrong.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anything = - Anything&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;First, before I came here, my car's brake has some problem. The disc is not evenly worn, so every time I drives, my car will squeal. The squeaky sound is torturing, and it sounds like my tire is going to loosen out at any moment. Driving Under Influence, I say.&lt;br /&gt;
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Now, we apply the amazing Murphy's Law to my Sony Ericsson W760i. What happened is that at the very moment I stepped into the new university, my handphone's camera broke. It's not the camera actually, it's the whole sliding mechanism. So whenever I have fully slid open my W760i to reveal the "golden coated" camera, not only the camera refuse to function, the "end call" button and speakers have also joined the refusal cohort.&lt;br /&gt;
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Somehow, I realized that the "end call" button not functioning is the most frustrating among all others.&lt;br /&gt;
Somehow, I realized that I need the "end call" button so desperately that I cannot even stand to lose it for merely one second.&lt;br /&gt;
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And back to the news. It has been proven that Murphy's Law has it's own way to creep up to things around you when you're not noticing it. And even my Visa debit card has defined by the Law. Swiping my card at the every petrol kiosk near my place will give me the same error:&lt;br /&gt;
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Error 404: Server not found.&lt;br /&gt;
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Okey, I'm kidding. It's not the universal error that everybody hates. The error states that transaction has failed (for no obvious reason). Let me repeat: Every. Single. Petrol kiosk. Petronas, Shell, Esso, Caltex, BHPetrol, Mobil... Anything else?&lt;br /&gt;
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I guess I have officially accepted the Almighty Murphy's Law.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;"Most of the unit are named after the scientist who discovered it. If I was born earlier than Newton, and I discovered the motion laws before him, then there isn't going to be any Newton's Law. It would be Chow's Law, and force will be measured in Chow. 1 Chow, 2 Chow...."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Quotes from my &lt;i&gt;Circuits and Signals&lt;/i&gt; lecturer, Mr. Chow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817842-3034966633181797565?l=duno916.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/feeds/3034966633181797565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2010/03/murphys-law.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/3034966633181797565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/3034966633181797565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2010/03/murphys-law.html' title='The Murphy&apos;s Law'/><author><name>Duno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122682246965720506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/TJrTT8xGQSI/AAAAAAAAA1w/PhU_7vXk_JQ/S220/(2010-9-15th)+Kah+Wen+Chin+Siang+Surprise+B%27day+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/S452ugZ_24I/AAAAAAAAAjA/U-reBIilP3s/s72-c/murphys-law.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817842.post-7103514420664293985</id><published>2010-03-01T17:56:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T23:00:07.751+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randomly milked'/><title type='text'>More Renaissance and Enlightenment</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/S4u5PkYA_9I/AAAAAAAAAi4/bFsra7jhfA8/s1600-h/the_thinker.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/S4u5PkYA_9I/AAAAAAAAAi4/bFsra7jhfA8/s200/the_thinker.jpg" width="153" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;"T&lt;/span&gt;he more things change, the more they stay the same. Boundaries shift, new players step in, but power always finds a place to rest it's head."&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Quotes from Modern Warfare 2&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Okey, let's make it clear. Apparently it's not Blogger who decided to be a freak for not letting me rearrange my gadgets and widgets, it's GOOGLE CHROME. Every time I dragged the Labels down to the bottom, the layout showed that it only moved down a few layers, even though I'd dragged the cursed Labels all the way down to my Windows Taskbar and even out of the screen. I can even see my mouse cursor flies out of the screen!&lt;br /&gt;
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Googled it up and they say Firefox is to be blamed for not catching up with the latest features Blogger has to throw at us, but in my case it's Chrome who is too stubborn to comply.&lt;br /&gt;
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But there's another problem: Blogger has still decided to be a freak. This time it's about the post footer thingamajig. See how the Labels and Comments are joined together? See how the "email post" link is just beside "Scribbled by"? You think I deliberately arrange it the way it is? You think wrong.&lt;br /&gt;
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Like I said earlier, apparently Blogger has decided to be a freak again. I've arranged the footer layout like a&amp;nbsp;bazillion&amp;nbsp;times, and yet every time the effect is still the same.&lt;br /&gt;
I've been changing the "boxes milked" into "comments" for like another bazillion times, and it just won't change.&lt;br /&gt;
I've removed the "Labels" for yet another bazillion times, but it still magically remains.&lt;br /&gt;
No difference in arrangement. Still "boxes milked". Nothing at all.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;"The more things change, the more they stay the same."&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;
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Now who's the freak? Firefox, Chrome, or Blogger?&lt;br /&gt;
As a matter of fact, they all are.&lt;br /&gt;
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I'm currently at wit's end trying to figure out how to rearrange the goddamn post footer layouts. Maybe the secret lies beneath the mysterious CSS code? I've tried copying the whole code from another blog and pasted 100%, exactly the mirror image into this blog, and guess what? The results are still the same.&lt;br /&gt;
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Hooray! Thank you very much, Blogger! Or Firefox! Or Chrome! Or whatever.&lt;br /&gt;
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Renaissance (or viva la revolution if you prefer) isn't going to be completed once these problems have not been solved.&lt;br /&gt;
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Oh... anyone, Enlighten me with the Secret...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817842-7103514420664293985?l=duno916.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/feeds/7103514420664293985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2010/03/more-renaissance-and-enlightenment.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/7103514420664293985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/7103514420664293985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2010/03/more-renaissance-and-enlightenment.html' title='More Renaissance and Enlightenment'/><author><name>Duno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122682246965720506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/TJrTT8xGQSI/AAAAAAAAA1w/PhU_7vXk_JQ/S220/(2010-9-15th)+Kah+Wen+Chin+Siang+Surprise+B%27day+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/S4u5PkYA_9I/AAAAAAAAAi4/bFsra7jhfA8/s72-c/the_thinker.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817842.post-3006147067189608270</id><published>2010-02-28T22:29:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T22:59:22.670+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randomly milked'/><title type='text'>Renaissance</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;"B&lt;/span&gt;ack to the brink, Captain?"&lt;br /&gt;
"Out of the frying pan is more like it."&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;Quotes from Modern Warfare 2&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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First, don't ask why the Label Cloud is at the top of the post.&lt;br /&gt;
Apparently Blogger decided to be a freak for not letting me rearrange it to the bottom.&lt;br /&gt;
Well, no matter. :-/&lt;br /&gt;
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Been bored of seeing my old design, which is kind of flamboyant, I admit. Cows, birds, horses, rainbow...&lt;br /&gt;
Let's just keep it simple, shall we?&lt;br /&gt;
Back to the basics. :P&lt;br /&gt;
Back to old school.&lt;br /&gt;
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Anyway, this renaissance isn't over yet. It's just that I need to sleep early, so I will continue it next time.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Viva la revolution!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817842-3006147067189608270?l=duno916.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/feeds/3006147067189608270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2010/02/renaissance.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/3006147067189608270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/3006147067189608270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2010/02/renaissance.html' title='Renaissance'/><author><name>Duno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122682246965720506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/TJrTT8xGQSI/AAAAAAAAA1w/PhU_7vXk_JQ/S220/(2010-9-15th)+Kah+Wen+Chin+Siang+Surprise+B%27day+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817842.post-1348089054267413436</id><published>2010-02-24T21:45:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T23:16:30.806+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='今日的他...'/><title type='text'>思念……</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/S4U3kCLMadI/AAAAAAAAAgI/TqT31HOlDhI/s1600-h/snoopy-missing-you.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441816816945752530" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/S4U3kCLMadI/AAAAAAAAAgI/TqT31HOlDhI/s200/snoopy-missing-you.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 200px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 160px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-large;"&gt;如&lt;/span&gt;果&lt;br /&gt;
这一切都是一场梦&lt;br /&gt;
那我&lt;br /&gt;
很想醒来&lt;br /&gt;
把这个梦&lt;br /&gt;
给结束了……&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
思念&lt;br /&gt;
是一种病&lt;br /&gt;
它&lt;br /&gt;
让我们流泪&lt;br /&gt;
它&lt;br /&gt;
让我们很累&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
睡觉前，我思念&lt;br /&gt;
起身后，我想念&lt;br /&gt;
吃饭时，我怀念&lt;br /&gt;
出门时，我依恋&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
人生如梦&lt;br /&gt;
梦如人生&lt;br /&gt;
梦&lt;br /&gt;
也让人很累&lt;br /&gt;
梦&lt;br /&gt;
何时能结束？&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
这场梦&lt;br /&gt;
我不想做&lt;br /&gt;
这场梦&lt;br /&gt;
让我很累&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
过了三天&lt;br /&gt;
我还是无法适应&lt;br /&gt;
偶尔的思念&lt;br /&gt;
让我流下了&lt;br /&gt;
很多泪……&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
失去后&lt;br /&gt;
才懂得珍惜&lt;br /&gt;
你说&lt;br /&gt;
这可不可笑？&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
失去了陪伴后&lt;br /&gt;
我才发现&lt;br /&gt;
我并没那么坚强……&lt;br /&gt;
我哭了&lt;br /&gt;
我哭了好几夜&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
我身边有的&lt;br /&gt;
都是你的&lt;br /&gt;
陪伴的痕迹&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
不过&lt;br /&gt;
这场梦&lt;br /&gt;
依然要继续&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
我们&lt;br /&gt;
也只能&lt;br /&gt;
也只能……&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817842-1348089054267413436?l=duno916.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/feeds/1348089054267413436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post_24.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/1348089054267413436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/1348089054267413436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post_24.html' title='思念……'/><author><name>Duno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122682246965720506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/TJrTT8xGQSI/AAAAAAAAA1w/PhU_7vXk_JQ/S220/(2010-9-15th)+Kah+Wen+Chin+Siang+Surprise+B%27day+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/S4U3kCLMadI/AAAAAAAAAgI/TqT31HOlDhI/s72-c/snoopy-missing-you.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817842.post-8603810786283072152</id><published>2010-02-23T21:38:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T23:17:49.927+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='今日的他...'/><title type='text'>第一天</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;“以&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;前每一次挥手，都为了再握手&lt;br /&gt;
但这一次，是为了放手……”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;光良《握你的手》&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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今早他去学校，路上塞车很严重&lt;br /&gt;
足足一小时多才到学校&lt;br /&gt;
那里的路就是这样，时不时就塞车&lt;br /&gt;
可见在那里驾车的人脾气都要很暴躁才可以驾 :P &lt;br /&gt;
今天去到学校，他突然很后悔&lt;br /&gt;
来到了新的地方，他突然很想念&lt;br /&gt;
好几次他差点哭出来……&lt;br /&gt;
来这之前，他还能忍受得了眼泪&lt;br /&gt;
来这之后，他才发现没那么坚强&lt;br /&gt;
之前不是他先掉泪&lt;br /&gt;
现在却时不时就掉……&lt;br /&gt;
原来，这一切是那么的痛苦&lt;br /&gt;
那么难吞下……&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
还好他认识了3个新朋友，都是男生，都是吉隆坡的人&lt;br /&gt;
其实是他们先介绍自己的啦&lt;br /&gt;
一个华人叫Ernest&lt;br /&gt;
两个印度人不懂叫什么名字 :P&lt;br /&gt;
他们人都很不错，只可惜他们跟他不同班……&lt;br /&gt;
说到这，第一天过了他都还不知道谁跟他同班&lt;br /&gt;
听说化学的班最多人&lt;br /&gt;
机械班第二&lt;br /&gt;
而他的电子排最后，应该有20-30人吧&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
其实学校还没完全建好，宿舍还没起，停车位还没做好&lt;br /&gt;
很多东西都还没处理&lt;br /&gt;
所以还没那么好看……&lt;br /&gt;
不过还是有很多美景&lt;br /&gt;
只是很衰的是，他的电话竟然坏了！&lt;br /&gt;
不能拍照！&lt;br /&gt;
一粒按钮坏了！&lt;br /&gt;
喇叭也坏了！&lt;br /&gt;
可恶！！&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
中午很多人挤去食堂（其实有很多食堂）吃东西&lt;br /&gt;
他看了看，觉得也是没有位子给他吃，所以skip掉了……&lt;br /&gt;
（不要骂他哦……呵呵:'(）&lt;br /&gt;
过后两点他还是有吃两粒karipap啦 :P&lt;br /&gt;
吃午餐的时候，他不禁想起了你……&lt;br /&gt;
想起当时的你应该在上课，所以不敢打扰你&lt;br /&gt;
想起当时你和他是怎样一起吃午餐……&lt;br /&gt;
想起……&lt;br /&gt;
啊，还是不说啦&lt;br /&gt;
免得弄到彼此不开心&lt;br /&gt;
呵呵，想说的是&lt;br /&gt;
他吃饭的时候想起了你……&lt;br /&gt;
他听讲座的时候想起了你……&lt;br /&gt;
他驾车的时候想起了你……&lt;br /&gt;
他看见猪猪垃圾桶想起了你……&lt;br /&gt;
他回到家后想起了你……&lt;br /&gt;
他抱着小白想起了你……&lt;br /&gt;
他睡觉前想起了你……&lt;br /&gt;
他……&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;他……&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;他……&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
他要告诉你&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;不能这样哦！&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
不然眼睛肿肿了以后他怎么认你嘛……哈哈^^&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;*啪啪啪* &lt;/i&gt;（打嘴巴的声音）&lt;br /&gt;
哈哈～&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;我们要一起加油哦！&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;加油！&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817842-8603810786283072152?l=duno916.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/feeds/8603810786283072152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post_23.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/8603810786283072152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/8603810786283072152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post_23.html' title='第一天'/><author><name>Duno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122682246965720506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/TJrTT8xGQSI/AAAAAAAAA1w/PhU_7vXk_JQ/S220/(2010-9-15th)+Kah+Wen+Chin+Siang+Surprise+B%27day+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817842.post-907984183754035673</id><published>2010-02-21T21:12:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T23:18:57.049+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='that&apos;s life'/><title type='text'>Say Goodbye...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;ometimes in life, it's very very hard to say goodbye...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Today marks the last day I stay in my cosy room. The comfortable bed, the whirring exhaust fan, the cool breeze that flows into my room through an opened window, the occasional annoying lizard sounds, the faded memories of us brothers playing and sharing stories on the bed before sleep. Even the old newspaper clippings about the marvellous space and universe that I stick on the wall an aeon ago will soon become a distant memory.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Moving out has never been so hard to swallow down.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Tomorrow I will be on my way to the next level in my life. A huge step that I need to take, leaving behind countless memories and many loves. Especially the one beside me. This has been a very difficult decision to make. I thought about it for about 1 month before a decision was made. A decision that even I myself felt very bad to have made.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Yesterday was the first time we used video calling. Today is the second time, but with added emotions. A hell lot more emotions. It has been hard for me to even look at the video. Tears would well around my eyes; eyes would feel like tsunami; nose would feel like Nicaragua Waterfall; and heart would feel like an earthquake is rumbling inside, measuring 9.0 on the Richter Scale. Maybe even higher.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Video calls have never been so hard to make.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
But I will remember what I should do. I will not forget the memories. I will take care of myself.&lt;br /&gt;
I will keep my promises.&lt;br /&gt;
I will not let you down.&lt;br /&gt;
I will remember you.&lt;br /&gt;
I will study hard.&lt;br /&gt;
I will change.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ff99ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ff99ff;"&gt;This isn't goodbye,&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #9999ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #9999ff;"&gt;So don't cry;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #33ffff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #33ffff;"&gt;Promise me you will try,&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #33ff33;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #33ff33;"&gt;To be happy all the time~ ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;:)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"&gt;"Lord, I'm doing, all I can, to be a better man."&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Better Man&lt;/i&gt; by Robbie William&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817842-907984183754035673?l=duno916.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/feeds/907984183754035673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2010/02/say-goodbye.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/907984183754035673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/907984183754035673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2010/02/say-goodbye.html' title='Say Goodbye...'/><author><name>Duno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122682246965720506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/TJrTT8xGQSI/AAAAAAAAA1w/PhU_7vXk_JQ/S220/(2010-9-15th)+Kah+Wen+Chin+Siang+Surprise+B%27day+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817842.post-1306050034857356369</id><published>2010-02-20T23:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T23:22:05.725+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='今日的他...'/><title type='text'>第一次最后一次</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;“这&lt;/span&gt;是我们的第一次最后一次……&lt;br /&gt;
第一次的最后一次见面……”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Choi! Choi!其实没那么严重啦，只是短暂罢了&lt;br /&gt;
不是最后一次&lt;br /&gt;
只要彼此别太担心，时间一下子就会过去了&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
今天&lt;br /&gt;
是我们第一次用webcam聊天&lt;br /&gt;
可以看到你可爱的脸&lt;br /&gt;
看到你那兴奋的样子&lt;br /&gt;
看见你办的搞笑鬼脸&lt;br /&gt;
还有你的……&lt;br /&gt;
你的一切……&lt;br /&gt;
我很开心&lt;br /&gt;
我也很开心、很兴奋…… :)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
好几天&lt;br /&gt;
我们一直都在和电脑病毒作战&lt;br /&gt;
虽然花上了接近一星期的时间&lt;br /&gt;
不过我们总算战胜了！&lt;br /&gt;
电脑病毒消失了，不过换来的却是另一堆问题 -.-"&lt;br /&gt;
Driver, Printer, Standby, Softwares...&lt;br /&gt;
搞得我们都快团团转了 :P&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
今晚是最后一晚了&lt;br /&gt;
不，我们不能那么悲观&lt;br /&gt;
我们不能这么想&lt;br /&gt;
要往正面看&lt;br /&gt;
至少我们还能见面&lt;br /&gt;
至少我们还能看到对方&lt;br /&gt;
我会好好读书&lt;br /&gt;
不会再让你失望……&lt;br /&gt;
不要再惹出事情……&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
这次我说到一定要做到&lt;br /&gt;
之前的我，太可恶了&lt;br /&gt;
如果这次我做不到，那我在这个世界上消失算了&lt;br /&gt;
我根本不配留下来&lt;br /&gt;
但无论发生什么事情……&lt;br /&gt;
无论结果会是如何……&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: silver;"&gt;我都不会讨厌你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
反而&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;我会很庆幸认识了你 :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ff99ff;"&gt;为彼此加油加油吧！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817842-1306050034857356369?l=duno916.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/feeds/1306050034857356369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/1306050034857356369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/1306050034857356369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post.html' title='第一次最后一次'/><author><name>Duno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122682246965720506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/TJrTT8xGQSI/AAAAAAAAA1w/PhU_7vXk_JQ/S220/(2010-9-15th)+Kah+Wen+Chin+Siang+Surprise+B%27day+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817842.post-928371407751446271</id><published>2010-01-17T14:30:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T23:19:49.718+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='今日的他...'/><title type='text'>给自己的话</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;“过&lt;/span&gt;去的阴影，常常在我的脑海里出现。我想把它们给忘了，但我却做不到……”&lt;br /&gt;
我却做不到……&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
昨晚回到家&lt;br /&gt;
感到很空虚&lt;br /&gt;
父母上吉隆坡两天&lt;br /&gt;
出席表哥的婚礼&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
家里剩婆婆和大姑&lt;br /&gt;
我们一起吃晚餐&lt;br /&gt;
但我一句话也没说&lt;br /&gt;
不，是昨晚我没说到一句话&lt;br /&gt;
突然有种&lt;br /&gt;
空虚、寂寞的感觉……&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
吃完后，我回到了房间&lt;br /&gt;
一整晚对着电脑&lt;br /&gt;
找东西下载&lt;br /&gt;
修理电脑游戏&lt;br /&gt;
开Facebook看照片&lt;br /&gt;
看到了二哥去伦敦的照片……&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
伦敦&lt;br /&gt;
很漂亮&lt;br /&gt;
心里想，以后有机会一定要带她去世界游玩&lt;br /&gt;
但……&lt;br /&gt;
但是否……&lt;br /&gt;
但在接下来的日子……&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
昨晚睡不好&lt;br /&gt;
今晚要早睡了&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
接下来的日子里&lt;br /&gt;
我跟自己说的东西&lt;br /&gt;
我一定要做到……&lt;br /&gt;
一定……&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;这次我一定要做到。&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817842-928371407751446271?l=duno916.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/feeds/928371407751446271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/928371407751446271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/928371407751446271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post.html' title='给自己的话'/><author><name>Duno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122682246965720506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/TJrTT8xGQSI/AAAAAAAAA1w/PhU_7vXk_JQ/S220/(2010-9-15th)+Kah+Wen+Chin+Siang+Surprise+B%27day+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817842.post-7851669165257738412</id><published>2009-12-31T11:26:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T23:23:43.864+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='今日的他...'/><title type='text'>回头望一望</title><content type='html'>日期：2009年12月31日&lt;br /&gt;
时间：11.30am&lt;br /&gt;
地点：UTM PSZ图书馆&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;今&lt;/span&gt;天是2009年的最后一天了……&lt;br /&gt;
好几天没得上网，因为没申请宿舍的internet&lt;br /&gt;
所以只好在图书馆上网写部落格&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
回头望，2008年闹出很多事情来……&lt;br /&gt;
也发生了许许多多人生中蛮重要的事&lt;br /&gt;
那今年2009年，又发生了什么事呢？&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
原想用电脑来删除电话里的信息，却无意中看到了以前的信息&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;1月&lt;/span&gt;，是大家在过了中六后开始找工作工的一段日子&lt;br /&gt;
而我却没好好的做下去，结果失去了一个很好的学习机会……&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;2月14&lt;/span&gt;情人节，过得很平淡普通&lt;br /&gt;
没什么特别的庆祝，彼此都很失望……&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;2月20日&lt;/span&gt;，我们一起去Pasir Gudang看风筝展&lt;br /&gt;
这是你第一次去，也是我们第一次一起去&lt;br /&gt;
可惜的是我带来的风筝都坏了&lt;br /&gt;
害你不能玩……&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;3月&lt;/span&gt;，STPM成绩出炉了&lt;br /&gt;
考出的成绩说差也不差，说好也不好&lt;br /&gt;
成绩出了后，正是选大学的开始&lt;br /&gt;
国大马大工大博大……&lt;br /&gt;
不过选项结果还是要等到6月才能揭晓&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;5月18日&lt;/span&gt;，我们一起上云顶吉隆坡&lt;br /&gt;
原本说是要去找大学&lt;br /&gt;
结果到最后是去旅行走走逛街玩乐&lt;br /&gt;
一个星期的日子，是一生中永不忘的美好回忆&lt;br /&gt;
Genting, Sunway Pyramid, Mid Valley City...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;6月&lt;/span&gt;，大学抽选成绩出炉&lt;br /&gt;
大家收拾心情准备进大学了&lt;br /&gt;
很多朋友和我们一起进到工大&lt;br /&gt;
不过最终其实这也没什么差别&lt;br /&gt;
因为学校太大了，见面的机会少之又少&lt;br /&gt;
多数的时间都是陪着自己的course mates...&lt;br /&gt;
认识了一堆奇奇怪怪的朋友&lt;br /&gt;
有聪明的&lt;b&gt;阿乔&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
有爱演的&lt;b&gt;阿保&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
有大声的&lt;b&gt;利达&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
有害羞的&lt;b&gt;Wai Kit&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
有严肃的&lt;b&gt;慷耀&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
有搞笑的&lt;b&gt;协冠&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
有整人的&lt;b&gt;钰顺&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
有篮球的&lt;b&gt;Jackie&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
有陌生的&lt;b&gt;富豪&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
还有“nia nia”的&lt;b&gt;Andrew&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
第一个学期我们玩到很疯&lt;br /&gt;
篮球、羽球、足球、乒乓、脚车、Left 4 Dead、Counter Strike、Dota&lt;br /&gt;
结果成绩出来无人目睹……&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;11月&lt;/span&gt;，学期一个月假期&lt;br /&gt;
不过没什么时间出去玩&lt;br /&gt;
听说中学的Ah Leong车祸进医院，断了一只脚&lt;br /&gt;
几位老朋友都去看他&lt;br /&gt;
才发现，人的生命的确很脆弱……&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;12月25日&lt;/span&gt;圣诞节&lt;br /&gt;
陪她去走走，简简单单的庆祝&lt;br /&gt;
不过这次我们过得很开心&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
今天&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;12月31日&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
2009年的最后一天，我才发现&lt;br /&gt;
时间它走太快了，我追不上&lt;br /&gt;
在这里的日子也在慢慢的&lt;b&gt;倒数着&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
一天过一天……&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
明天&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;2010年1月1日&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
将会&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;新的一年新的开始&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
相信将来会更好 :)&lt;br /&gt;
我的&lt;b&gt;新年欲望&lt;/b&gt;其实很简单&lt;br /&gt;
我不要求&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ffcc66;"&gt;富有&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
我不要求&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #66ffff;"&gt;成功&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
（当然&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #33ff33;"&gt;健康&lt;/span&gt;也是要有啦:P）&lt;br /&gt;
我只要求……&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;……我们彼此永远都会过得&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;幸福&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;快乐～&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817842-7851669165257738412?l=duno916.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/feeds/7851669165257738412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post_31.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/7851669165257738412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/7851669165257738412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post_31.html' title='回头望一望'/><author><name>Duno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122682246965720506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/TJrTT8xGQSI/AAAAAAAAA1w/PhU_7vXk_JQ/S220/(2010-9-15th)+Kah+Wen+Chin+Siang+Surprise+B%27day+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817842.post-2835357396107151704</id><published>2009-12-18T22:49:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T23:23:34.417+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='今日的他...'/><title type='text'>别</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;别&lt;/span&gt;担心我&lt;br /&gt;
别再自责&lt;br /&gt;
别再烦恼&lt;br /&gt;
别难过了&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
别让我担心&lt;br /&gt;
别让我自责&lt;br /&gt;
别让我难过&lt;br /&gt;
别让我……&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
别把这件事看得太重&lt;br /&gt;
别把这件事当绊脚石&lt;br /&gt;
别让我们因这件事而分开&lt;br /&gt;
别让我们的感情因此受伤&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
别再难过了&lt;br /&gt;
别再担心了&lt;br /&gt;
别再烦恼了&lt;br /&gt;
别再自责了&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
别以为我为什么拖拖拉拉&lt;br /&gt;
别误会我不是因为不想说&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
其实我不是没决定&lt;br /&gt;
我是做不了决定&lt;br /&gt;
49%的决定&lt;br /&gt;
却少了那最后的51%&lt;br /&gt;
我也不想这样&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
只因为&lt;br /&gt;
我放不下你&lt;br /&gt;
只因为&lt;br /&gt;
我太在乎你&lt;br /&gt;
只因为&lt;br /&gt;
我不舍得你&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
到最后&lt;br /&gt;
还是会有其中一方是自私的&lt;br /&gt;
我们只是不忍心&lt;br /&gt;
去选择让对方做自私的那一个……&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
但最终&lt;br /&gt;
决定还是要做……&lt;br /&gt;
我相信我们一定能度过这关嘀！&lt;br /&gt;
为彼此&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ff99ff; font-size: x-large;"&gt;加油！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817842-2835357396107151704?l=duno916.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/feeds/2835357396107151704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post_18.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/2835357396107151704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/2835357396107151704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post_18.html' title='别'/><author><name>Duno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122682246965720506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/TJrTT8xGQSI/AAAAAAAAA1w/PhU_7vXk_JQ/S220/(2010-9-15th)+Kah+Wen+Chin+Siang+Surprise+B%27day+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817842.post-3813616975577560569</id><published>2009-12-09T20:55:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T23:25:11.165+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='今日的他...'/><title type='text'>他再次哭了</title><content type='html'>12月9日:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;他&lt;/span&gt;再次留下了&lt;br /&gt;
一滴滴的泪水……&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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不过这次滴下的泪水&lt;br /&gt;
不是因为伤心而留下&lt;br /&gt;
去年他给了她几张纸&lt;br /&gt;
说要她写给他纪念册&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
今天他终于收到了&lt;br /&gt;
看了后&lt;br /&gt;
泪水不停的留下&lt;br /&gt;
但不同的是&lt;br /&gt;
这些泪水……&lt;br /&gt;
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……是&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ff99ff;"&gt;感动&lt;/span&gt;的&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #99ffff;"&gt;泪水&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #9999ff;"&gt;谢谢你^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817842-3813616975577560569?l=duno916.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/feeds/3813616975577560569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post_09.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/3813616975577560569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/3813616975577560569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post_09.html' title='他再次哭了'/><author><name>Duno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122682246965720506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/TJrTT8xGQSI/AAAAAAAAA1w/PhU_7vXk_JQ/S220/(2010-9-15th)+Kah+Wen+Chin+Siang+Surprise+B%27day+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817842.post-8838333219443780560</id><published>2009-12-02T22:11:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T23:24:41.523+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='今日的他...'/><title type='text'>他哭了</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;昨&lt;/span&gt;天，他哭了&lt;br /&gt;
今天他再次哭了&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
但他却不知道他到底为了什么而哭……&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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理由其实有很多&lt;br /&gt;
但他选不出一个来&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
他输了&lt;br /&gt;
他竟然输了&lt;br /&gt;
他输给了心里的他&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
但在她的陪伴和关心与安慰下&lt;br /&gt;
他&lt;br /&gt;
觉得&lt;br /&gt;
他不能再这样下去&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
所以&lt;br /&gt;
他会坚强的&lt;br /&gt;
一定会坚强的&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817842-8838333219443780560?l=duno916.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/feeds/8838333219443780560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/8838333219443780560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/8838333219443780560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post.html' title='他哭了'/><author><name>Duno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122682246965720506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/TJrTT8xGQSI/AAAAAAAAA1w/PhU_7vXk_JQ/S220/(2010-9-15th)+Kah+Wen+Chin+Siang+Surprise+B%27day+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817842.post-6467823147005035472</id><published>2009-11-24T10:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T15:50:35.631+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='今日的他...'/><title type='text'>单方的快乐</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;单&lt;/span&gt;方的快乐 = 无意义的快乐&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
有一对情侣，男生和女生都很恩爱彼此&lt;br /&gt;
他们一起上课、一起下课&lt;br /&gt;
一起出门走走逛逛、一起享用午餐晚餐&lt;br /&gt;
在别人眼中，他们简直就是天生一对&lt;br /&gt;
看起来真的很配&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
他们同样是悲观者，常常往不好的方面想&lt;br /&gt;
男生不为此而感到不满，因为他一向都已经习惯了&lt;br /&gt;
女生却一直想改掉这种想法，她不想要过这种思想的生活&lt;br /&gt;
所以女生一直都在呼吁自己要改变……&lt;br /&gt;
她在人际关系上也有一些些问题：&lt;br /&gt;
她比较害臊，不敢接触人&lt;br /&gt;
这点也是她很想很想改掉的其中一个&lt;br /&gt;
也因此她很想勇敢的跨出就那一步，不再对陌生的朋友觉得害臊&lt;br /&gt;
但她始终做不到&lt;br /&gt;
这是她一向的人生目标，但她始终做不到&lt;br /&gt;
男生也不知道该怎么帮她……&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
而男生的生活比较简单&lt;br /&gt;
没目标，没志愿&lt;br /&gt;
日子过一天算一天&lt;br /&gt;
每天都有如迷了路的小孩在一个十字路口&lt;br /&gt;
不知该往哪走&lt;br /&gt;
但他的生活依然过得蛮开心&lt;br /&gt;
因为在他寂寞的时候有那个女生陪他聊天&lt;br /&gt;
在他难过的时候有那个女生安慰他&lt;br /&gt;
在他迷惑的时候有那个女生指导他&lt;br /&gt;
所以他也没什么怨言……&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
但他却无法给予女生所需的安慰、劝告、指导、鼓励&lt;br /&gt;
因为他的思想稍微单纯、迟钝&lt;br /&gt;
在女生伤心时，他不会安慰女生，只会默默的听她诉苦，直到女生自己看开了&lt;br /&gt;
在女生迷惑是，他不会指导女生，只会让她自己找到路，直到女生自己恍然大悟&lt;br /&gt;
有时男生也无意间忽略了她，在她寂寞的时候却无法得到所要的陪伴&lt;br /&gt;
这使到女生看起来过得很快乐，但其实真正的心情却是不一样&lt;br /&gt;
女生选择不说出来，不表现出来，是因为不想让男生也一起难过&lt;br /&gt;
在他面前她也没有抱怨什么，脸上依然挎着快乐的一面&lt;br /&gt;
因为她不想失去男生，不想闹出那么多事来&lt;br /&gt;
所以在人人眼中、这对情侣都过得很快乐&lt;br /&gt;
然而事实并非如此……&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
男生很开心能和女生在一起&lt;br /&gt;
还以为他们俩都一样过得很幸福快乐&lt;br /&gt;
但女生却默默的在难过&lt;br /&gt;
每天都要带着面具面对男生……&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
原来&lt;br /&gt;
这样一种&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;单方的快乐&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
好比&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;双方都难过来的更加痛苦&lt;/span&gt;……&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817842-6467823147005035472?l=duno916.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/feeds/6467823147005035472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post_24.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/6467823147005035472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/6467823147005035472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post_24.html' title='单方的快乐'/><author><name>Duno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122682246965720506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/TJrTT8xGQSI/AAAAAAAAA1w/PhU_7vXk_JQ/S220/(2010-9-15th)+Kah+Wen+Chin+Siang+Surprise+B%27day+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817842.post-4472828252825560428</id><published>2009-11-23T19:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T12:47:45.084+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='等等…'/><title type='text'>十一句笑话，十一个人生道理</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;这&lt;/span&gt;是一封传发来的电邮……

&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;十一个笑话让你领悟人生&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;
1. 父子二人看到一辆十分豪华的进口轿车。儿子不屑地对他的父亲说：“坐这种车的人，肚子里一定没有学问！”父亲则轻描淡写地回答：“说这种话的人，口袋里一定没有钱！” 　
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;你对事情的看法，是不是也反映出你内心真正的态度？
&lt;/span&gt;
2. 晚饭后，母亲和女儿一块儿洗碗盘，父亲和儿子在客厅看电视。突然，厨房里传来打破盘子的响声，然后一片沉寂。儿子望着他父亲，说道：“一定是妈妈打破的。”“你怎么知道？”“她没有骂人。”
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;我们习惯以不同的标准来看人看己，以致往往是责人以严，待己以宽。
&lt;/span&gt;
3. 有两个台湾观光团到日本伊豆半岛旅游，路况很坏，到处都是坑洞。一位导游连声说路面简直像麻子一样。而另一个导游却诗意盎然地对游客说：“我们现在走的正是赫赫有名的伊豆迷人酒窝大道。”
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;虽是同样的情况，然而不同的意念，就会产生不同的态度。思想是何等奇妙的事，如何 去想，决定权在你。
&lt;/span&gt;
4. 同样是小学三年级的学生，他们将来的志愿同是当小丑。中国老师斥之为：“胸无大志，孺子不可教也！”外国老师则会说：“愿你把欢笑带给全世界！”
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;身为长辈的我们，不但要求多于鼓励，更以狭窄界定了成功的定义。
&lt;/span&gt;
5. 妻子正在厨房炒菜。丈夫在她旁边一直唠叨不停：“慢些、小心！火太大了。赶快把鱼翻过来、油放太多了！”妻子脱口而出：“我懂得怎样炒菜。”丈夫平静地答道：“我只是要让你知道，我在开车时，你在旁边喋喋不休，我的感觉如何……”
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FFFF;"&gt;学会体谅他人并不困难，只要你愿意认真地站在对方的角度和立场看问题。
&lt;/span&gt;
6. 一辆载满乘客的公共汽车沿着下坡路快速前进着，有一个人在后面紧紧追赶着这辆车子。一个乘客从车窗中伸出头来对追车子的人说：“老兄！算啦，你追不上的！”“我必须追上它，”这人气喘吁吁地说：“我是这辆车的司机！”
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;有些人必须非常认真努力，因为不这样的话，后果就十分悲惨了！然而也正因为必须全力以 赴，潜在的本能和不为人知的特质终将充分展现出来。
&lt;/span&gt;
7. 甲：“新搬来的邻居好可恶，昨天晚上三更半夜跑来猛按我家的门铃。”乙：“的确可恶！你有没有马上报警？”甲：“没有。我当他们是疯子，继续吹我的小喇叭。”
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6666CC;"&gt;事出必有因，如果能先看到自己的不是，答案就会不一样。
&lt;/span&gt;
8. 张三在山间小路开车，正当他悠哉地欣赏美丽风景时，突然迎面开来的货车司机摇下窗户大喊一声：“猪！”张三越想越气，也摇下车窗大骂：“你才是猪！”刚骂完，他便迎头撞上一群过马路的猪。
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;不要错误地诠释别人的好意，那只会让自己吃亏，并且使别人受辱。
&lt;/span&gt;
9. 小男孩问爸爸：“是不是做父亲的总比做儿子的知道得多？”爸爸回答：“当然啦！”“电灯是谁发明的？”“爱迪生。”“那爱迪生的爸爸怎么没有发明电灯？”
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;权威往往只是一个经不起考验的空壳子，尤其在现今这个多元开放的时代。
&lt;/span&gt;
10. 小明洗澡时不小心吞下一小块肥皂，他的妈妈慌慌张张地打电话给家庭医生求助。医生说：“我现在还有几个病人在，可能要半小时后才能赶过去。”小明妈妈说：“在你来之前，我该做什么？”医生说：“给小明喝一杯白开水，然后用力跳一跳，你就可以让小明用嘴巴吹泡泡消磨时间了。”
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;事情既然已经发生了，何不坦然自在地面对。担心不如宽心，穷紧张不如穷开心。
&lt;/span&gt;
11. 一把坚实的大锁挂在大门上，一根铁杆费了九牛二虎之力，还是无法将它撬开。钥匙来了，他瘦小的身子钻进锁孔，只轻轻一转，大锁就“啪”地一声打开了。
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;每个人的心，都像上了锁的大门，任再粗的铁棒也撬不开。惟有关怀，才能把自己变成一把 细腻的钥匙，进入别人的心中。&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817842-4472828252825560428?l=duno916.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/feeds/4472828252825560428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post_23.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/4472828252825560428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/4472828252825560428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post_23.html' title='十一句笑话，十一个人生道理'/><author><name>Duno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122682246965720506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/TJrTT8xGQSI/AAAAAAAAA1w/PhU_7vXk_JQ/S220/(2010-9-15th)+Kah+Wen+Chin+Siang+Surprise+B%27day+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817842.post-4609008833918838247</id><published>2009-11-20T00:24:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T11:43:51.544+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='今日的他...'/><title type='text'>累了……</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;我&lt;/span&gt;只是
累了……

&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;
听说成绩今天（11月19日）出了，但我只能在午夜十二点才有机会看到
我的电脑因为风扇出了问题几天前被送进厂
据说还要一两个星期才能拿得回
一两个星期？
那不是我一半的假期都没有电脑好用？
听了……
都傻眼了
只能用家里这台也是同样出了毛病的电脑
所以这几天在家真的很闲
活动只是：
看书，ps2，看书，ps2，看书，ps2...

这个星期她去了她姐姐家住，所以这整个星期都没得见到她
偶尔用电话发信息，但因为打信息很麻烦，所以我们也是很少联络
虽然如此……
还是会觉得
最近有些些寂寞……

成绩出了，facebook都充满了朋友们的报喜、恭喜、欢呼、懊恼、失望
我就没抱着多大的希望去看看我的成绩
因为前几天都还没出
结果7课出了5课
Pointer...
并没有想象中的那么高
只有预料中的那么……
还有一个physics 2 还没出
心想那个白头佬不知道是不是在做手脚，不敢放出来
不过就算physics 2 给我拿一个A+
我的pointer 也只不过到3.42罢了

心里是有点失望
但说真的，我又有什么理由呢？
第一个学期都被我荒废了
当时我并没有好好的在读……
5个月，都不知道是怎样过去的
……

也帮她查了查她的成绩
我也不知道该怎么说
真的为她感到很高兴
至少，她没想象中的那么差
不过是比预料中好很多很多

也许是因为这个
心情才会……低落吧
难道是因为自卑吗？
她那么忙，却能考出优越成绩
我那么闲，考出来的却没很理想
心里总会一点不平衡吧？

不少朋友们都有安慰我
说以后学期再好好努力也不迟
其实他们说的并没错，我也很感激他们依然关心我
但我伤心的不是完全因为成绩
是觉得
我真的荒废了这第一个学期
平日我都没在读书
每天都逍遥自在的度过……
不是玩电脑，就是打篮球，东走西跑；
考试前我也没什么碰书
最终成绩如此还不是自找的？

而下个学期的科目都是所谓的物理上的“重量级”
Thermodynamics, Modern Physics, Physical Optics, Electronic
我也不敢抱着多大的希望
只能……尽力了

但
我能够尽力吗？
不知道
只能知道的是


我已经累了……&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817842-4609008833918838247?l=duno916.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/feeds/4609008833918838247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/4609008833918838247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/4609008833918838247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post.html' title='累了……'/><author><name>Duno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122682246965720506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/TJrTT8xGQSI/AAAAAAAAA1w/PhU_7vXk_JQ/S220/(2010-9-15th)+Kah+Wen+Chin+Siang+Surprise+B%27day+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817842.post-3678832879354520431</id><published>2009-09-23T00:15:00.018+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T17:21:33.626+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='今日的他...'/><title type='text'>诚意</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;原&lt;/span&gt;来诚意
能够打动一个人的心……

&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;其实这篇部落格是要在昨天（21日）晚上写的，不过由于时间紧迫，况且已经用电话讲掉了，所以拖到今晚还没睡前才写


21日（星期一）那天，去了她的家教电脑
有时候还真的觉得很可怜
看她忙到连休息的时间都没有
连10天的假期都不够她用
心里真的觉得很难受……
我所能帮的却有限
顿时加重了我的难受……

那天中午到她家后
她好像还在忙着整理房间
虽然很忙，一整天都在一起复习功课
但她还是抽出时间，准备了一个小小的惊喜
&lt;span style="color: #ff99ff; font-style: italic;"&gt;『没有送你礼物，别介意哦，因为担心过了生日才送礼物会pantang嘛……』&lt;/span&gt;
一张纸相框，里头放着我们的合照；
一块小蛋糕，插着一只小小的蜡烛；
优美的声音，轻轻地唱着生日歌……

原来刚才她并非在忙着整理房间
而是在忙着准备了这&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;小小的惊喜&lt;/span&gt;……



&lt;span style="color: #ffccff; font-style: italic; text-align: center;"&gt;Happy birthday to you~
Happy birthday to you~
Happy birthday to 小杰~
Happy birthday to you!
&lt;/span&gt;

一年又过去了
想起去年的今天（22日），也是一样的小小庆祝
一片蛋糕，一支蜡烛，又一次的美好回忆……
&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;时间还过得真快&lt;/span&gt;……

闭上眼睛许个愿
不，是一起许愿
一起吹熄蜡烛
希望愿望能实现……


傍晚时分，要回家了
临走前，她又从床上拿下一个大大的东西
是份&lt;span style="color: #33ff33; font-style: italic;"&gt;礼物&lt;/span&gt;……
原来她口口声声说没送礼物，都是在隐瞒着我，想要给个大惊喜
&lt;span style="color: #ff99ff; font-style: italic;"&gt;『不知道你喜欢什么你要什么，因为你要的东西父母都能买给你。而我能买的东西却不多……』&lt;/span&gt;
由于礼物是圆筒形，礼物包扎起来不是很整齐
外层是礼物纸，内层则是报纸
不过我发现，这份报纸不是随便选出来的
因为报纸的日期是2009年9月9日……
&lt;span style="color: #ff99ff; font-style: italic;"&gt;『这份礼物包得不是很美，请你别介意。起初我以为很容易包，结果用了一整张的礼物纸都包不完，再加上你已经到我家了，不好意思让你久等，所以匆匆忙忙包到不是很美……』&lt;/span&gt;
在我眼里，这礼物已经包得很美、很好看了……
原来刚才她并非在忙着整理房间
而是在忙着准备着&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;这份礼物&lt;/span&gt;……
&lt;span style="color: #ff99ff; font-style: italic;"&gt;『原本我想包成一粒糖果，但哪知礼物纸不够……我是已经很用心的在包了，别误会我是乱乱敷衍的包哦！』&lt;/span&gt;
听着她一而再地解释，我心里只想着一件事：
&lt;span style="color: #9999ff; font-style: italic;"&gt;『我看得出你的心意……我看得出你已经很用心的在包了……即使你用礼物纸胡乱把礼物有如popiah般卷起来，我都觉得你包得很好看……』&lt;/span&gt;
因为诚意
才是真正的美丽
心里有说不出的感动


回到家
&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;我哭了出来&lt;/span&gt;


&lt;span style="text-align: center;"&gt;～～～～～
&lt;/span&gt;
在忙碌生活当中，如果你肯抽出一点时间
用心去为你心爱的人做出一个小小的行动
就算你做的再不好
他的心
依然会被你的诚意所打动……


原来
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;重要的&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;并不是你送什么礼物；&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;最美的&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;并不是你用什么包扎；&lt;/span&gt;
而是
你的&lt;span style="color: #ffff66; font-size: 130%; font-style: italic;"&gt;诚意&lt;/span&gt;
你的&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff9900; font-size: 130%;"&gt;心意&lt;/span&gt;……&lt;/span&gt;



&lt;span style="color: #ff99ff; font-weight: bold; text-align: center; font-size: 180%;"&gt;谢谢你～ ^^&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817842-3678832879354520431?l=duno916.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/feeds/3678832879354520431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/3678832879354520431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/3678832879354520431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post.html' title='诚意'/><author><name>Duno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122682246965720506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/TJrTT8xGQSI/AAAAAAAAA1w/PhU_7vXk_JQ/S220/(2010-9-15th)+Kah+Wen+Chin+Siang+Surprise+B%27day+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817842.post-4457711589608251280</id><published>2009-09-16T13:48:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T20:49:40.071+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='that&apos;s life'/><title type='text'>The day i turned 20</title><content type='html'>September 16th, 2009:
The day i turned 20.

Somehow, i felt that time has gone too fast.
Look ma, I've grown up...&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;


Birthday this year seemed a little different.
September 15th, 12.00am midnight, friends at my university here celebrated Ken Yao and my birthday, because his birthday is on 14th, and mine on 16th, so they decided to celebrate together on 15th. Moreover they were going back on 15th night for Raya holiday.

Today, September 16th, more friends are going back. And that lefts me. Bee Ching will be going back tomorrow, so i'll also be going back tomorrow too, i think.

What makes this birthday different is that i'm celebrating it with friends all around other places. Sometimes it makes me wished that we can be together for one more time...

Yesterday night Boonsin asked me out to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yum cha&lt;/span&gt; as a celebration. A simple yet &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sincere &lt;/span&gt;party of two, with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;limau ais&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nasi goreng&lt;/span&gt;. At least he &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;did &lt;/span&gt;celebrate for me, as promised. Thanks, Boonsin.

And now, as i'm writing this blog, more friends are preparing to go back. Ken Yao and Wai Kit will be back to Muar and Malacca. Pau Ming will be going back at night, and he's going out singing k with the girls. Girls are also going home. Suddenly, i feel alone... very alone. I was having my lunch alone. Without the usual laughter of my roommate and my neighbour, lunch time seemed quiet. Without my roommate, the whole room seemed... quiet.

This birthday is lacking something, but i cant figure out what.
Maybe i am being paranoid.
Maybe i think too much.


Well, at least give myself a big...


&lt;span style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-size:180%;"&gt;~ Happy 20th Birthday ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;



And my little phone...


&lt;spanstyle="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;~ Happy Birthday "&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Yelo&lt;/span&gt;"!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817842-4457711589608251280?l=duno916.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/feeds/4457711589608251280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2009/09/day-i-turned-20.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/4457711589608251280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/4457711589608251280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2009/09/day-i-turned-20.html' title='The day i turned 20'/><author><name>Duno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122682246965720506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/TJrTT8xGQSI/AAAAAAAAA1w/PhU_7vXk_JQ/S220/(2010-9-15th)+Kah+Wen+Chin+Siang+Surprise+B%27day+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817842.post-3329884419563237464</id><published>2009-09-12T22:19:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T17:22:24.513+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='that&apos;s life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randomly milked'/><title type='text'>A Present</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/SquuWO0ogcI/AAAAAAAAAgA/fHaCjRjMBUc/s1600-h/DSC00397.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/SquuWO0ogcI/AAAAAAAAAgA/fHaCjRjMBUc/s400/DSC00397.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380585876783399362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
This present is wrapped by me on 12th September 2009 from 3.00 pm to 9.00 pm by using old wrappers, ribbons, and a pre-made box. There are no tapes or glue used in the whole wrapping process.

Kudos to me, folks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817842-3329884419563237464?l=duno916.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/feeds/3329884419563237464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2009/09/present.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/3329884419563237464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/3329884419563237464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2009/09/present.html' title='A Present'/><author><name>Duno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122682246965720506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/TJrTT8xGQSI/AAAAAAAAA1w/PhU_7vXk_JQ/S220/(2010-9-15th)+Kah+Wen+Chin+Siang+Surprise+B%27day+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/SquuWO0ogcI/AAAAAAAAAgA/fHaCjRjMBUc/s72-c/DSC00397.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817842.post-8787086910860111026</id><published>2009-09-12T12:34:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-03T18:55:15.665+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dream chronicle'/><title type='text'>#1: And in the end...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“To dream anything that you want to dream. That's the beauty of the human mind.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To do anything that you want to do. That is the strength of the human will.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To trust yourself to test your limits. That is the courage to succeed.”&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- Bernard Edmonds&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;I was looking at the clear blue sky. My elder brother was at my side, and he was talking to my dad. It was a perfectly clear blue sky, with seemingly no clouds in vicinity. But the sunlight was not very intense, and I could only feel the warmth, I could feel the gentle breeze, and not the blistering heat. It was morning.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;According to some news, Jupiter was the closest to our planet Earth in human history. So close that without the help of telescope, one can actually see it, almost as large as our Moon, maybe even bigger. It was a hazy, fading image, something like if you go outside in the morning and look at the fading Moon, almost hidden behind the blue curtain of sky. It was a beautiful sight, albeit a little too odd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;The Jupiter had a blue contour line - it &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;had&lt;/span&gt; atmosphere. The surface looked eerily same with our planet Earth, and I could make out its fading moons in front and behind it. It was as if I was staring at our own Earth! Or staring at &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;another&lt;/span&gt; planet Earth. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gliese 581&lt;/span&gt; maybe, but I was certain it was Jupiter.  My elder brother was talking to my dad about a cool software used to determine the position of galaxies, when suddenly there came a loud thundering &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;boom!&lt;/span&gt; from the horizon. It was deafening, and then I saw it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;The orangy outline of blast waves radiated outwards from a point in the horizon and streaked across the calm blue sky in every directions. It looked like the blue curtain was burned, slowly, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;astoundingly&lt;/span&gt;, and exposing the black outer space behind it. It was yet another eerily beautiful sight, and in a few moment, I knew what it was.  It was the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Big Bang&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;My sight was quickly averted to my brother's laptop. He was still showing us the new software he obtained. The screen of his laptop was showing some kind of Cartesian coordinates system, and tiny dots were scatter around the coordinates. Some dots were big, while some were small. He moved the cursor and pointed at one of the dots. It was written &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Andromeda Galaxy&lt;/span&gt;. I was told that the origin point in the Cartesian systems was where the Big Bang started, and I saw some dots were close to the origin. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Maybe they had just been born&lt;/span&gt;, I thought to myself. Then he asked me to find the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Alpha Centauri&lt;/span&gt; Galaxy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;As I explored the Cartesian coordinates, I was very concentrated. It was as if I was literally sucked into the universe and frantically swimming around looking for a dot called &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Alpha Centauri&lt;/span&gt;. With so many big and tiny spots, searching a small dot was like finding a pin in a haystack. I became anxious, I felt disturbed. I panicked. Because I was actually swimming in the universe, and somehow I felt like I was lost. In the middle of nowhere!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;Most of the galaxies were alien to me. I had never heard of them. And then I found it. A dot named &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Alpha Centauri&lt;/span&gt;. I breathed a sigh of relief, and everything started to fade away.The universe, the galaxies, the dots, my brother, my dad, the Jupiter, the clear blue sky, the blast waves...   Slowly devoured by my opening eyes. Slowly replaced by the sight of a big bone right in front of me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;But &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;phew!&lt;/span&gt; it was my bone-shaped pillow. Nothing to be afraid of. It took me a while to realize, and regained my control of my mind. And in the end, it was nothing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;...but a dream. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817842-8787086910860111026?l=duno916.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/feeds/8787086910860111026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2009/09/to-dream-anything-that-you-want-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/8787086910860111026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/8787086910860111026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2009/09/to-dream-anything-that-you-want-to.html' title='#1: And in the end...'/><author><name>Duno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122682246965720506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/TJrTT8xGQSI/AAAAAAAAA1w/PhU_7vXk_JQ/S220/(2010-9-15th)+Kah+Wen+Chin+Siang+Surprise+B%27day+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817842.post-3926445445366379058</id><published>2009-08-14T20:02:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T00:19:35.614+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='今日的他...'/><title type='text'>一个月又十八天</title><content type='html'>已经好久好久没来写部落格了
感觉上这里有很多灰尘、蜘蛛网等……
一个多月都没进来
正确来说是：

一个月又十八天……
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自从进了大学后，感觉上好像与世隔绝。
将近一个月的时间没看报纸；一星期也只有周末回家能上网。
电话也常常没钱，不能联络其他朋友。
就连住在一起的朋友，读在同一间大学的朋友都很少见面
不过还好有她……

在这里的生活，说忙也不是很忙，说闲也不很闲，不过有很多怨要抱
抱得我们工业物理班里的七个华人男生（女生我就不知道）都快要崩溃了。

首先是&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Physics 2&lt;/span&gt;老师突然换掉，换成一个在很冷的冷气课室里还要说冷笑话的“翻版博士”
为什么叫翻版博士？
因为我们第一眼看到他头发苍白，以为他是学历很高的教授
哪知名字里却出现了一个&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Encik&lt;/span&gt;，而不是&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Professor&lt;/span&gt;。
教书可以从课题讲到离题去，就有如走着一条直路，突然一个急转180度弯
又或者是可以从地球表面教到太空去
可以想象他的离题技术有多强
强到一个月了还在教同样一课
-.-" x 100
&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;『Two pies in one pie!』&lt;/span&gt;已成了以前我们Lower 6的&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;『Can you do it?』&lt;/span&gt;（指老师的口头禅）
你们自己想想看是什么笑话吧

后来是我们的&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Intermediate Maths&lt;/span&gt;，级任老师从一开学到现在都还没来过
说到都好笑：
&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;『Siapa lecturer IM kamu?』&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;『Tak tau lah. Kami tak pernah jumpa dia pun.』&lt;/span&gt;
听说他进医院了，不知道是不是进到那些政府医院，做事慢慢吞吞，慢到老师都快病倒了吧
之所以就有一个超级棒的代课老师来（样子超像Borat！）
棒到怎样？
棒到有如以前Tasek Utara的Mr. Chee，简直就是全校最厉害的数学老师（而且还是文星的级任耶！）
他教书时，完全没有用到书，完全没有看书，所有的例子都是on the spot写出来的
他代了我们两天的课，过后又换掉了，换成了一个听说是教Master学生的老师
以为他很厉害？
学生问问题，他可以假假跟别的学生讨论，过后就skip掉那个问题
-.-" x 200

下来就是&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tamadun Islam dan Tamadun Asia&lt;/span&gt;，原本是一个很严肃的老师，教书虽然有点偏回教，但他教的课非常有趣
&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;『Orang dulu sembah patung-patung yang diukir. Sama seperti (指着Overhead Projector） kalau kamu ingat OHP ini Tuhan, maka kamu sembahlah OHP ini.』&lt;/span&gt;
当时全场直接笑出来
那次之后，每次我们进班都会拜一拜那台OHP
但好景不常在，过后就换来了一个很面善，可是我又想不起的老师
他教书根本都不在教书，一天到晚自己跟自己笑
笑到我和我的室友每次听到他自笑我们都会笑
说的东西也不知道在说什么
-.-" x 300

&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Physics 1&lt;/span&gt;的老师，人是很好很好，不过不会教书
就看在他人好的份上，我不要讲他。
&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Statistic 1&lt;/span&gt;的老师教书很好，不过是一个极端宗教师
上课之前都会讲一些回教的东东。

如此可见，我们工业物理1-SSF这班前途果然无亮了……
看别人个个忙到喘不过气，有做不完的assignment，有一大堆quiz，还有test……
我们却过得轻轻松松，欢乐巅峰，无忧无虑
到时候就看我们怎样“完蛋”！



没有电脑的日子过得还蛮空虚的……
不过久而久之也开始习惯了


&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;各位朋友，大家加油吧！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;（注：这篇部落格纯粹是作者在抱怨，并非针对任何人，包括以上所提到的教授们。作者也希望大家在看了他的经历后，会学会惜福，有好的教授就要珍惜。当然，作者也会珍惜当下，尽力读书……）&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817842-3926445445366379058?l=duno916.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/feeds/3926445445366379058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/3926445445366379058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/3926445445366379058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post.html' title='一个月又十八天'/><author><name>Duno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122682246965720506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/TJrTT8xGQSI/AAAAAAAAA1w/PhU_7vXk_JQ/S220/(2010-9-15th)+Kah+Wen+Chin+Siang+Surprise+B%27day+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817842.post-4865595149038667292</id><published>2009-06-27T22:25:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T23:12:46.293+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='心情记载'/><title type='text'>心情记载 18 - 是时候发狂了</title><content type='html'>嗯，时辰已到，是时候进入人生的下一关了。
说真的，我还没准备好呢！

一直以来我都很想进国立大学，结果现在我得到了我的愿望。
不过万万没想到，真正的问题还在后头……

&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;心情记载 18 - 是时候发狂了。&lt;/span&gt;
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爸妈一向都对我们三兄弟抱着很大的希望
希望看着我们在人生中成功。
大哥毕业当起了医生，爸妈似乎开心得快掉下眼泪；
二哥也争取了英国的其中一间大学，再多几年也要做医生了；
自然而然的，爸妈都在我身上寄托着很大的希望……
之所以他们叫我去读私立大学……

问题来了。
我一路来都比较想进国立大学，但爸妈又在另一端催促
大学成绩开放后，我们都有一个星期的时间来做好准备。
而我
将那一个星期的7天都用来烦
『到底要听我自己的心，还是听父母的话？』
夹在中间，真的真的很难受。
做不出决定，就不能用心去准备。
结果呢？
到最后，我两头都不到岸。

唉……
真不知道为何爸妈就是不支持……
『哎呀，那边那么靠近。衣服带过去都不用洗，周末拿回来洗不就好了咯。』
说真的我宁愿自己洗好过每个星期回家。
这根本就不算读大学了吧？
说到这点，我都开始讨厌住那里了……
准备的当儿，都不像是那种准备要在外头住3-4年的心情。
&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;根本没有那种心情。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
反而感觉好像是要出去旅行3-4个星期。

&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;我好讨厌。&lt;/span&gt;
好讨厌这种感觉。
使得我都开始不想读大学了。
但……
唉，早知如此，又何必当初呢？
一开始就应该选远一点的了……
夹在中间，一下国立，一下私立
我都开始担心我迟早会发神经。
现在都开始觉得怪怪的了……
脾气暴躁，沉默寡言，愁眉苦脸，天天都好像快要患上忧郁症。
选一个大学，都可以让我选到&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;抓狂&lt;/span&gt;……

现在已经没回头路了。
可是……
为什么我就是没有那种……
&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;心情&lt;/span&gt;了呢……？

没家人的支持，接下来的3年，我又该怎么过呢？
另一方面，如果我进去的话，我又会很不舍得。
不舍得离开那间大学……
毕竟，我们难得能够一起读同一间大学。
前几天的日子……真的很难熬。
看她那么……那么……
我都开始心痛了。

相信我迟早会发疯了。
要跟自己的心，还是跟父母的话呢？
我……
实在是不知道……


PS - 接下来的一段日子里我将不会写部落格，因为会在大学宿舍里住，没电脑用。
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817842-4865595149038667292?l=duno916.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/feeds/4865595149038667292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2009/06/18.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/4865595149038667292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/4865595149038667292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2009/06/18.html' title='心情记载 18 - 是时候发狂了'/><author><name>Duno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122682246965720506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/TJrTT8xGQSI/AAAAAAAAA1w/PhU_7vXk_JQ/S220/(2010-9-15th)+Kah+Wen+Chin+Siang+Surprise+B%27day+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817842.post-6960369206755622</id><published>2009-06-25T23:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T00:01:40.366+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='今日的他...'/><title type='text'>犹豫 + 忧郁 = ……</title><content type='html'>6月19日过后，我的生活一连串的创新低。
得到了国立大学的tawaran，相信许多朋友都很开心吧
有的得到了他们想要的科，有的得到了他们想要的大学
开开心心准备进入人生的下一个旅程……

而我呢？
唉……
&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;
不少人获知我们读同校后都不停的赞好
『哇，爽到咯！』
『可以一起上学下学，多么羡慕耶！』
『我要都没有呢！』

当然，能一起读书当然开心，只不过……
只不过外来的压力使我精神快错乱了。
真的很想一起读国立工大，不过家人却不支持
Industrial physics，什么东东来的？读出来有工作咩？
其实有没有工作不是问题，问题是素质。
父母一直叫我申请Taylor啦，INTI啦，Sunway啦，出国啦……
说真的，并不是我们很有钱，是因为有助学金。

是很想一起读国立，一方面有便宜
不过为什么父母就是那么不愿意呢？
也许是因为两个哥哥都读私立都出国吧
我根本没有选择的遗地……
我做不出决定来……
结果时间一天一天的过去了，而我却坐在那边发呆。
现在只剩明天最后一天来准备了……

妈妈叫我先读国立，同时尝试申请私立
但我知道，一旦进去国立读三个月，我不会想出来了吧
毕竟都已经开始习惯那里的生活了，又要去适应新的环境，当然不想啦。


不过，父母的心愿，我能拒绝吗？
我应该跟自己的心走，还是听从他们？

相信答案即将会揭晓。
无论如何，开开心心迎接大学生活吧！

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"  style="font-size:180%;"&gt;加油！&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817842-6960369206755622?l=duno916.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/feeds/6960369206755622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/6960369206755622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/6960369206755622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html' title='犹豫 + 忧郁 = ……'/><author><name>Duno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122682246965720506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/TJrTT8xGQSI/AAAAAAAAA1w/PhU_7vXk_JQ/S220/(2010-9-15th)+Kah+Wen+Chin+Siang+Surprise+B%27day+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817842.post-7997873017185285060</id><published>2009-06-25T23:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T23:28:44.652+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randomly milked'/><title type='text'>Blogger... Hacked!</title><content type='html'>This is just a note to myself.
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After getting the Live Activity Feed you see at right, I was thinking of getting a "Read more..." link in my posts. Then something dawn on me, that Blogger doesn't support this kind of... style. There is not any way to get this working, so I did some homework and googled it. Luckily, there's some good &lt;s&gt;geek&lt;/s&gt; guy posted a &lt;a href="http://www.eblogtemplates.com/how-to-add-the-blogger-read-more-expandable-posts-link/"&gt;nice tutorial&lt;/a&gt; on how to hack Blogger.

So after some meddling, tinkering, fumbling with those darn HTML codes which I will never learn, I finally manage to create a hacked Read More link in my blog!

Hooray!

So now whoever wants to read my blog will show up on the Live Activity Feed "Feed Me!" (service provided by &lt;a href="http://www.wowzio.com/"&gt;Wowzio&lt;/a&gt;) at the sidebar. No one can ever escape the Spy! Hehehe (Evil Laughter)

Anyways, this is just a blog to test my new Read More link. Do enjoy!


Next time, folks!
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817842-7997873017185285060?l=duno916.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/feeds/7997873017185285060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2009/06/blogger-hacked.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/7997873017185285060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/7997873017185285060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2009/06/blogger-hacked.html' title='Blogger... Hacked!'/><author><name>Duno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122682246965720506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/TJrTT8xGQSI/AAAAAAAAA1w/PhU_7vXk_JQ/S220/(2010-9-15th)+Kah+Wen+Chin+Siang+Surprise+B%27day+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817842.post-4489895500551126780</id><published>2009-05-10T13:35:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T23:17:38.791+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='that&apos;s life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family update'/><title type='text'>Brothers</title><content type='html'>Sitting at home for 5 months really bores me a lot. Except for the usual dose of old games (our computer cannot support new games) and some book-reading, there isn't really much things to do. Sometimes I'll even turn on the computer without knowing why I turn it on. I can probably say that I don't have any friends to chat with using MSN. Sure there's a bunch of contacts under the category "online", but they're just for decoration, so to speak.
We seem to have lost touch of each other since leaving school.

Then a few days ago, I started to read something that has always been at the reach of my "mouse-click" but that I never clicked it.

&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My brothers' blog.&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;

&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~~~~~
&lt;/div&gt;
It's been about 5 years since both of my brothers leave home to pursue their dream of becoming doctors (though I remember 2nd bro wanted to become a vet). 5 long years of being alone in this small quiet house. We used to have a lot of fun when we were together, how we fought for the sole computer sitting in our home; how 2nd brother made our own pen-and-paper RPG game; how big brother invented our own "Shaker pen" that could be used to write nothing but wavy lines by attaching a motor at the end of a pen; how we talked about games all day; how we role-played those stuffed animals/bugs when we could not sleep. But time seems to have taken those fun away from us. Stuffed animals and bugs have been lying dormant since they left home.

We do contact each other though, and I'm rather grateful that technology has made the world seems so small. Mainly via MSN, they sometimes will call back home to chat with dad and mom and grandma, although it seems that big bro tends to call home more often. But the thing is, out of the 10 calls they made, I never answered once. Or at most once.

Everytime I open up MSN, I will see the "ever-so-familiar smiling kite" picture of big bro or the "ever-changing" picture of 2nd bro. But we seldom utter a word. Not unless we have something important to say.

Big bro has a peculiar nickname: &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Eternal Optimist&lt;/span&gt;. Sure, in the last few days, I read his blog. It does have the tone of optimism. He preaches it. He believes in it.
2nd bro has a peculiar habit: &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Putting a random "status" in his name&lt;/span&gt;. After reading his blog, I find that it has the tone of playfulness (I'm desperately grasping for words).

That lefts me.

I don't know, but I do believe in astrology. Being a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Virgo&lt;/span&gt;, I'm rather introverted, hygeinic, quiet, and pessimistic. Seems like I'm the reversed version of my big bro. Incidentally, among the 3 of us, big bro and I seem to have greater distance in between. My blog has also been lying dormant, as I don't have much to ramble on. Even if I ramble, there ain't anyone to read them. I guess the visitor count is mainly contributed by myself.

&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~~~~~
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Updates from home:&lt;/span&gt;
Dad has been transferred to work at another location. Home is suddenly quieter. Dad won't come home to have lunch now, so lunch is now consist of random noodle or beehoon, two of grandma's specialty. No more rice with vege or fish or meat. Daily activities include:
- feeding chickens (there are dozens of them!)
- feeding rabbits (they are so fat that I think the cage is going to collapse)
- listening to animals (chickens, dogs, birds, etc)
- sitting around, watching chickens

Most of the time I will go out, but leaving grandma at home alone sometimes hurts me inside.


And not forgetting that I still have to decide which university to apply.
Suddenly, I feel so alone...

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817842-4489895500551126780?l=duno916.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/feeds/4489895500551126780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2009/05/brothers.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/4489895500551126780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/4489895500551126780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2009/05/brothers.html' title='Brothers'/><author><name>Duno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122682246965720506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/TJrTT8xGQSI/AAAAAAAAA1w/PhU_7vXk_JQ/S220/(2010-9-15th)+Kah+Wen+Chin+Siang+Surprise+B%27day+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817842.post-443121894265077798</id><published>2009-05-08T11:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T12:00:30.826+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='今日的他...'/><title type='text'>微笑</title><content type='html'>松鼠在我房间窗外努力的做窝
每天都把我窗边的纸皮一点一点地撕烂
至今已经咬了一个小洞

壁虎在我房间里钻来钻去
身体黑黑长达25-30cm
一面钻一面做出讨厌的声音来

蜘蛛在我房间角落编了不少蜘蛛网
一眼望去都觉得恶心
捕捉到的不是虫儿而是灰尘

电脑在我房间里开始故障
自从上次帮振祥修电脑后每次关按钮时间就跳到2109年
而且一天比一天慢

邻居的狗在我房间外不停的吠
有时晚上还会被它们吵醒
也不知道他们在吠什么

朋友在我生活中开始觉得越来越远
有的自从毕业后都没联络了
跟的朋友最多有时会出来玩玩一下运动一下

未来在我眼前茫茫一片
去哪间大学读哪个科系
至今还搞不懂



觉得生活没意义？
等你笑不出来的时候，生活才真的会没意义。
最重要的是
以微笑来度过这一切……&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817842-443121894265077798?l=duno916.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/feeds/443121894265077798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post_08.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/443121894265077798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/443121894265077798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post_08.html' title='微笑'/><author><name>Duno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122682246965720506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/TJrTT8xGQSI/AAAAAAAAA1w/PhU_7vXk_JQ/S220/(2010-9-15th)+Kah+Wen+Chin+Siang+Surprise+B%27day+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817842.post-4781991209435137892</id><published>2009-05-04T10:31:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T23:31:28.301+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='今日的他...'/><title type='text'>开始</title><content type='html'>五月了……
&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;

昨天阿姨突然提起：
『哇，时间过到很快哦，你上次考试是几时啊？12月是吗？现在都五月咯！快半年了耶……』
明天，就准准是5个月了。

&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;我开始想起以前。&lt;/span&gt;
朋友们自从读完后就各忙各的，都在做工
见面的时间与机会自然就少了
有时一星期只见一次，有的两个星期，有的甚至到现在几乎没见过了……
以前……
不懂得珍惜时光
在一起的日子只不过是那短短的一年半，但友情感觉上已经是数几年。
而现在呢……？
现在呢……？

&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;我开始想起现在。&lt;/span&gt;
没做工的日子还蛮空虚的
回想，我都不知道我是怎么过这4个月的。
至今我还在犹豫要读那一间大学
辛辛苦苦申请了&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;澳洲Monash大学&lt;/span&gt;，却不中……
辛辛苦苦申请了&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;多媒体大学&lt;/span&gt;，但突然又有点不想去……
有想过要等本地，但父母却不鼓励
不过我还是会等啦……
没人能诉苦，没人能开口，没人能询问，没人能帮忙
（除了美贞啦）
一切只有靠自己了。

&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;我开始想起未来。&lt;/span&gt;
上次是禽流感，现在是猪流感，那以后还会有什么感？
狗流感？猫流感？
二哥说这是注定的，流感会在十年一百年里轮回来
上次的禽流感好像是在1910年代
想想自己
不知道以后会读什么大学什么科系（多数是工程吧）
不知道以后的生活会是怎样

也只能开始祈祷吧
也只能开始希望吧
也只能开始……

少想那么多啦。


五个月……
开始觉得距离感了。
开始觉得陌生了……&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817842-4781991209435137892?l=duno916.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/feeds/4781991209435137892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/4781991209435137892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/4781991209435137892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html' title='开始'/><author><name>Duno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122682246965720506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/TJrTT8xGQSI/AAAAAAAAA1w/PhU_7vXk_JQ/S220/(2010-9-15th)+Kah+Wen+Chin+Siang+Surprise+B%27day+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817842.post-4811254917618089191</id><published>2009-04-21T16:14:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T23:32:16.242+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randomly milked'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='It&apos;s all about eat'/><title type='text'>Teatime #1 : A Toast from France</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's Tuesday!
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's 4pm!
It's hot!
It's... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Teatime!&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Teatime #1 : French Toast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;We have to thank the French for inventing this. :P&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Ingredients:&lt;/span&gt;
1. One egg
2. 2 pieces of bread
3. Frying pan
4. A teaspoon of oil
5. Patience and sweats
&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Serving size:&lt;/span&gt; 4


Frankly, I don't cook most of the time. So, today I decided to make something to eat, because I had nothing else to do.

&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Introduction:&lt;/span&gt;
A few weeks ago, or maybe last month, mom took out the good ol' Frying Pan that had been hiding in some corner of the house for years I think. Using the pan, you can whip up lots of tasty food: omelletes, fried chickens, sausages, or even fried rice!
So, today, I'm going to try to whip up the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;French Toast&lt;/span&gt;!

&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Method:&lt;/span&gt;
Basically, the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;French Toast&lt;/span&gt; is nothing but breads with eggs. So, it's very easy to make.
Beat the egg until fluffy, then dip the bread in it, and fry it. For some reasons, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;French Toast&lt;/span&gt; comes in triangular shape rather than square, so remember to cut the bread into half.

&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;The end result:&lt;/span&gt;
Not bad for a first-timer, I mean, myself, albeit a little too oily.
&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;(Mental note: Use less oil, try add a little salt for taste.)&lt;/span&gt;


&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/Se2FLoTpuII/AAAAAAAAAeo/SVv2YfEvpPU/s1600-h/DSC00330.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/Se2FLoTpuII/AAAAAAAAAeo/SVv2YfEvpPU/s320/DSC00330.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327060369094064258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Don't mind the shape and colour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817842-4811254917618089191?l=duno916.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/feeds/4811254917618089191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2009/04/teatime-1-toast-from-france.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/4811254917618089191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/4811254917618089191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2009/04/teatime-1-toast-from-france.html' title='Teatime #1 : A Toast from France'/><author><name>Duno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122682246965720506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/TJrTT8xGQSI/AAAAAAAAA1w/PhU_7vXk_JQ/S220/(2010-9-15th)+Kah+Wen+Chin+Siang+Surprise+B%27day+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/Se2FLoTpuII/AAAAAAAAAeo/SVv2YfEvpPU/s72-c/DSC00330.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817842.post-84880639497353089</id><published>2009-04-17T22:41:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T23:35:33.573+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='等等…'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='今日的他...'/><title type='text'>给你们的部落格</title><content type='html'>原本是要写一大篇部落格的，不过途中她突然发了信息来……
说她睡不着，有很多烦恼
刚好我也在看朋友们的部落格，所以顿时间很多烦恼涌进我的脑海里……
她在烦恼中，我不能就这样不理她，所以赶紧打电话去。

&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;～～～～～
&lt;/div&gt;
人，
是不是到了一个年龄，烦恼会加倍？
&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;
看到&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;奕彬&lt;/span&gt;他在将近3个月里写的第一篇&lt;a href="http://www.wretch.cc/blog/apunisheriii/26728025"&gt;部落格&lt;/a&gt;
结果不是往常嘻嘻哈哈的那种。
看了，还真的很惊讶。
外表看起来开开心心的他，如今却会为感情而那么烦恼
记得3月14日那天，我们打完羽球后在车上聊天，聊到快要凌晨
他说了很多关于他的心事
说真的，那时好像是我们认识7年里第一次谈心事吧！
如果你有在看这个部落格的话，我想说声对不起，因为那时我没给到你什么意见……
无论如何，我会是你永远的听众。
有烦恼时也能向我发泄……
或许心里会觉得舒服点。

过后又无意中看到&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;佐潘&lt;/span&gt;的&lt;a href="http://www.wretch.cc/blog/yap329/10198393"&gt;部落格&lt;/a&gt;
他说不久后可能会搬回居銮&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:標楷體;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:標楷體;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:標楷體;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:標楷體;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
看到了也同样很惊讶。
虽然知道朋友到一个时候都会分散，但还是会觉得有点不舍……
（注：我可不是同性恋者。）
想想，自己在几个月的时间里也会搬家
不知道那时还会不会有机会见到大家
可能会很少了吧……
希望你不会忘了我们哦！
也希望你们不会忘了我哦！

&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;佩珊&lt;/span&gt;的&lt;a href="http://www.wretch.cc/blog/peisunahpei/15241336"&gt;部落格&lt;/a&gt;还比较好一点
只是在抱怨工作的事
不知你是否会来看这篇部落格，不过我还是要说
呵呵，其实你已经很坚强咯！
能撑到那么久。
工作就是这样的吧，难免会很压力
坚持的做，不要想到太多不好的东西，开开心心享受这份工作，
那么你就会开心啦！
以后回想起来也不会有什么遗憾。
好好珍惜吧！

&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;～～～～～
&lt;/div&gt;
也不知道有几多人会来看……
但最重要的是，大家都要开开心心过这一生，
因为不会再有第二次了。
“与其烦恼多多，不如快乐生活。”
转一个角度看，一切都不是想象中的那么不好。
你也会发现，其实人生也是一段很美丽的路程……
我错过了一段很美丽的日子，我不会再错过第二次了。
希望你们也别错过哦！

也别忘了：
&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;再苦也要笑一笑哦！&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817842-84880639497353089?l=duno916.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/feeds/84880639497353089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post_17.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/84880639497353089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/84880639497353089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post_17.html' title='给你们的部落格'/><author><name>Duno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122682246965720506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/TJrTT8xGQSI/AAAAAAAAA1w/PhU_7vXk_JQ/S220/(2010-9-15th)+Kah+Wen+Chin+Siang+Surprise+B%27day+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817842.post-1748300923391432281</id><published>2009-04-03T13:09:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T13:48:28.777+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='that&apos;s life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randomly milked'/><title type='text'>Why is soft drink cans tall and slim rather than short and wide?</title><content type='html'>Once again folks, I stumbled upon the book last week when I went to Jusco and buy some mineral water (Limited Edition!).

&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/SdWicyVVolI/AAAAAAAAAbY/QrBXJqwpzcQ/s1600-h/love_nmw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 260px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/SdWicyVVolI/AAAAAAAAAbY/QrBXJqwpzcQ/s400/love_nmw.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320337150239416914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's Spitzer Love Mineral Water! Limited Edition!

&lt;/div&gt;From the previous post, I've mentioned that making the cans short and wide would save up to 30% of aluminium than making them the conventional way: tall and slim. So, why do soft drinks companies still manufacture them in the shape of tall cylindrical cans?

The answer is pretty straightforward. First, there's this marvelous thingy called &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;optical illusion&lt;/span&gt;. People are easily fooled by optical illusion. People think that they saw a curvy line in what appear to be a perfectly straight line. People think that tall slim cans contain more liquid than the short wide counterpart. People think that the yellow rectangle is longer than the green rectangle.
&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/SdWfB1B41DI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/rlu-TmjU4ik/s1600-h/Untitled-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 218px; height: 218px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/SdWfB1B41DI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/rlu-TmjU4ik/s400/Untitled-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320333388571792434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;People think that they are smart. But in reality, people are fooled by their own mind.

&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh joy!&lt;/span&gt;

The other reason is that people prefer tall slim cans rather than short wide cans. I don't exactly know why, maybe it's psychological factor, like people prefer to have a circular clock rather than a square, even though they both serve the same function equally well.

This is a rather short question.


Next up: Why are some cars have their petrol tank at the left side, while some others are at the right side?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817842-1748300923391432281?l=duno916.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/feeds/1748300923391432281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2009/04/why-is-soft-drink-cans-tall-and-slim.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/1748300923391432281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/1748300923391432281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2009/04/why-is-soft-drink-cans-tall-and-slim.html' title='Why is soft drink cans tall and slim rather than short and wide?'/><author><name>Duno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122682246965720506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/TJrTT8xGQSI/AAAAAAAAA1w/PhU_7vXk_JQ/S220/(2010-9-15th)+Kah+Wen+Chin+Siang+Surprise+B%27day+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/SdWicyVVolI/AAAAAAAAAbY/QrBXJqwpzcQ/s72-c/love_nmw.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817842.post-3268310206177039690</id><published>2009-04-01T19:27:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T12:16:20.332+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='that&apos;s life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randomly milked'/><title type='text'>Walk with them</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This is a forwarded email I received a few days ago.


&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/Sdgu5wQfJqI/AAAAAAAAAcI/bs3q2dAUUIk/s1600-h/ATT00000.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/Sdgu5wQfJqI/AAAAAAAAAcI/bs3q2dAUUIk/s320/ATT00000.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321054529479714466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;When you were very young...&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/SdgvHIg0DxI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/Ab_z4WGxAcU/s1600-h/ATT00001.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/SdgvHIg0DxI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/Ab_z4WGxAcU/s320/ATT00001.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321054759328943890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They spent a lot of time teaching you
how to use spoon and chopsticks to eat...
&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/SdgvHJ_I69I/AAAAAAAAAcY/Dw1fcE-GHUY/s1600-h/ATT00002.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/SdgvHJ_I69I/AAAAAAAAAcY/Dw1fcE-GHUY/s320/ATT00002.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321054759724575698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Teaching you how to wear clothes, fasten shoelace, button up...
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/SdgvHM76-wI/AAAAAAAAAcg/nWusTInHAQk/s1600-h/ATT00003.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/SdgvHM76-wI/AAAAAAAAAcg/nWusTInHAQk/s320/ATT00003.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321054760516385538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;Teaching you how to wash face,&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;Teaching you how to comb your hair...&lt;/span&gt;


&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/SdgvHR2KJCI/AAAAAAAAAco/EDLRLcDHU-s/s1600-h/ATT00004.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/SdgvHR2KJCI/AAAAAAAAAco/EDLRLcDHU-s/s320/ATT00004.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321054761834390562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;Teaching you the way of life.&lt;/span&gt;


&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/SdgvHYN1FLI/AAAAAAAAAcw/Sn6kVxhYItM/s1600-h/ATT00005.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/SdgvHYN1FLI/AAAAAAAAAcw/Sn6kVxhYItM/s320/ATT00005.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321054763544286386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;So...&lt;/span&gt;


&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/SdgvXMJXzwI/AAAAAAAAAc4/DLrhQzJ3VJs/s1600-h/ATT00006.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/SdgvXMJXzwI/AAAAAAAAAc4/DLrhQzJ3VJs/s320/ATT00006.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321055035182272258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;So, when they were old...&lt;/span&gt;


&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/SdgvXPpkj7I/AAAAAAAAAdA/j1hoBLuO7_k/s1600-h/ATT00007.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/SdgvXPpkj7I/AAAAAAAAAdA/j1hoBLuO7_k/s320/ATT00007.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321055036122632114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;"Mom, I go out for a while!"&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;When they could not think of any way to talk to you...&lt;/span&gt;


&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/SdgvXFZQjVI/AAAAAAAAAdI/wgV3wUuqUP8/s1600-h/ATT00008.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/SdgvXFZQjVI/AAAAAAAAAdI/wgV3wUuqUP8/s320/ATT00008.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321055033369857362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;Please do not blame them...&lt;/span&gt;


&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/SdgvXY-onPI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/ggh1EwzyOlY/s1600-h/ATT00009.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/SdgvXY-onPI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/ggh1EwzyOlY/s320/ATT00009.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321055038626897138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;When they were starting to forgot how to button up&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;or fasten shoelace...&lt;/span&gt;


&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/SdgvXsSh81I/AAAAAAAAAdY/1NHd7gfPPAI/s1600-h/ATT00010.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/SdgvXsSh81I/AAAAAAAAAdY/1NHd7gfPPAI/s320/ATT00010.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321055043810620242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;When they were starting to stain their clothes while eating...&lt;/span&gt;


&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/SdgvvVryKWI/AAAAAAAAAdg/1SB2M6h-qmc/s1600-h/ATT00011.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/SdgvvVryKWI/AAAAAAAAAdg/1SB2M6h-qmc/s320/ATT00011.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321055450059385186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;When their hands were starting to tremble while they comb their hair...&lt;/span&gt;


&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/SdgvvuLr-qI/AAAAAAAAAdo/Z4AGvFSiS00/s1600-h/ATT00012.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/SdgvvuLr-qI/AAAAAAAAAdo/Z4AGvFSiS00/s320/ATT00012.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321055456635648674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;Please do not urge them...&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;Because as you are slowly growing up&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;they are slowly growing old...&lt;/span&gt;


&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/Sdgvvt03g0I/AAAAAAAAAdw/FwmRF3i2HeA/s1600-h/ATT00013.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/Sdgvvt03g0I/AAAAAAAAAdw/FwmRF3i2HeA/s320/ATT00013.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321055456539935554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;When you showed up in front of them... &lt;/span&gt;


&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/Sdgvvm3tguI/AAAAAAAAAd4/hzPOJLxr1cg/s1600-h/ATT00014.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/Sdgvvm3tguI/AAAAAAAAAd4/hzPOJLxr1cg/s320/ATT00014.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321055454672814818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;They would feel very happy and blissful.&lt;/span&gt;


&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/SdgvvzYjAzI/AAAAAAAAAeA/tpjjMbY_nv8/s1600-h/ATT00015.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/SdgvvzYjAzI/AAAAAAAAAeA/tpjjMbY_nv8/s320/ATT00015.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321055458031764274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;If one day, when they could not even stand up,&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;could not even walk anymore...&lt;/span&gt;


&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/Sdgv8c9cZfI/AAAAAAAAAeI/-9QfNT0YuVo/s1600-h/ATT00016.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/Sdgv8c9cZfI/AAAAAAAAAeI/-9QfNT0YuVo/s320/ATT00016.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321055675350803954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;Please hold their hands firmly,&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;and walk slowly with them...&lt;/span&gt;


&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/Sdgv8qRsRbI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/HnaoPUrCq3g/s1600-h/ATT00017.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/Sdgv8qRsRbI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/HnaoPUrCq3g/s320/ATT00017.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321055678925391282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt;Just like...&lt;/span&gt;


&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/Sdgv8rXDnvI/AAAAAAAAAeY/pRqFsx8PHm4/s1600-h/ATT00018.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/Sdgv8rXDnvI/AAAAAAAAAeY/pRqFsx8PHm4/s320/ATT00018.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321055679216328434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Just like how they held your hands back then...&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817842-3268310206177039690?l=duno916.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/feeds/3268310206177039690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2009/04/walk-with-them.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/3268310206177039690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/3268310206177039690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2009/04/walk-with-them.html' title='Walk with them'/><author><name>Duno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122682246965720506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/TJrTT8xGQSI/AAAAAAAAA1w/PhU_7vXk_JQ/S220/(2010-9-15th)+Kah+Wen+Chin+Siang+Surprise+B%27day+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/Sdgu5wQfJqI/AAAAAAAAAcI/bs3q2dAUUIk/s72-c/ATT00000.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817842.post-5253192436516313248</id><published>2009-03-28T21:38:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T23:40:16.111+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='that&apos;s life'/><title type='text'>Not-so-Earthy Hour</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The title says it all.

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;~~~~~

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/Sc4stlrROkI/AAAAAAAAAaw/VXHSIC02hJY/s1600-h/earth-hour.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 294px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/Sc4stlrROkI/AAAAAAAAAaw/VXHSIC02hJY/s400/earth-hour.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318237371690465858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Well, today is 28th March, 2009. At 8.30pm local time, the world will switch off lights (not just light I guess) for one hour to fight against global warming. What were you doing at that time? Did you switch off your lights too?

I was watching Body of Lies when my digital watch showed 20:30. That's 8.30pm. And thus, Earth Hour had begun...
But I haven't finished my Body of Lies yet!
Wait a minute, did you say switch off my lights? Well, I switched off my LIGHTS, but you didn't say switch off my COMPUTER. So, I did no wrong, and I bear no remorse. :P (Excuses excuses)

Here in Malaysia, I mean Senai Estate, there's not much indications of Earth Hour. Every household still going on with their daily business, with lights brightly glowing out of the windows. Either they never heard of Earth Hour or they couldn't care less.

I did my part in saving the Earth however. I switched off my com and my lights, leaving only the exhaust fan running (hey, at least I DID switch off my com and lights :P). Wonder if other parts of Malaysia had done something...

'Coz being sarcastic is what we Malaysians are famed for. :-)


"Earth Hour? What is that? Switch off lights for one hour? Crazy &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ah&lt;/span&gt;, how to watch TV? How to play computer? How to online? Want study also cannot. You think this will stop global warming &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ah&lt;/span&gt;? Stop dreaming &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lah&lt;/span&gt;."
Typical Malaysian. :P
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817842-5253192436516313248?l=duno916.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/feeds/5253192436516313248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2009/03/not-so-earthy-hour.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/5253192436516313248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/5253192436516313248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2009/03/not-so-earthy-hour.html' title='Not-so-Earthy Hour'/><author><name>Duno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122682246965720506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/TJrTT8xGQSI/AAAAAAAAA1w/PhU_7vXk_JQ/S220/(2010-9-15th)+Kah+Wen+Chin+Siang+Surprise+B%27day+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/Sc4stlrROkI/AAAAAAAAAaw/VXHSIC02hJY/s72-c/earth-hour.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817842.post-973042025630272421</id><published>2009-03-04T10:27:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T23:40:52.294+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='that&apos;s life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randomly milked'/><title type='text'>Why is milk box rectangular and soft drink can cylindrical?</title><content type='html'>I happened to stumble upon an interesting book a few days ago. I can't remember what the title is, but it's a book about economics, something about &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;why economists can answer some interesting facts of life&lt;/span&gt;. Written on the cover is some quirky questions like the one in the title.

&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So, why are milk boxes rectangular rather than cylindrical, like soft drink cans?&lt;/span&gt;

The answer, it seems, is also a bit quirky.
&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;
First of all, science has proven that cylindrical cans can withstand much higher pressure than its rectangular counterpart. Soft drinks are mostly carbonated drinks, hence they exert higher pressure than standard liquid. If soft drink cans were rectangular in shape, I doubt you will be able to drink it after you pull of the ring.

Another explaination is the user-friendliness. Soft drinks as we know are meant to drink immediately after opened, so it is more rational to be in cylindrical shape. Imagine holding a rectangular shaped soft drink can. It will be hard to get a grip onto the can. And think about this: if soft drink cans were in rectangular shape, then Arnold would not be able to squeeze it open with only one hand, would he?

Then came the economic-esque explaination. Economists say that cylindrical shape wastes much more space than rectangular one, if they are to put on shelf. Soft drinks are stored in whatever places you can imagine: on the shelf, inside your cupboard or even your closet, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;on top&lt;/span&gt; of the fridge, on your coffee table during CNY, in shooting range, by the roadside, etc etc. There's no need to worry about&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; space&lt;/span&gt;.

On the other hand, milk is not as &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cincai &lt;/span&gt;as soft drinks. Milk has to be stored in refrigerated shelf, which means the running cost is higher. So, instead of wasting space making them into cylindrical shape, companies have came up with the idea of packing them in boxes. This design fully uses up all available space on the shelf, so it's much worth the cost of storing them. Something the economists call the cost-benefit factor.

There you go, the reasons why milk is in boxes while soft drinks are in cans. Well, that's what I remember. Not exactly what the book says, but almost. I will continue reading it if I happen to walk by the bookstore again (yes, I was reading it inside the bookstore, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;for FREE!&lt;/span&gt;).



Coming up next: Why is soft drink can &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tall and slim&lt;/span&gt; rather than &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;short and wide&lt;/span&gt; (both have the same volume), even though making the can &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;short and wide&lt;/span&gt; saves about 30% of aluminium?
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817842-973042025630272421?l=duno916.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/feeds/973042025630272421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2009/03/why-is-milk-box-rectangular-and-soft.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/973042025630272421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/973042025630272421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2009/03/why-is-milk-box-rectangular-and-soft.html' title='Why is milk box rectangular and soft drink can cylindrical?'/><author><name>Duno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122682246965720506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/TJrTT8xGQSI/AAAAAAAAA1w/PhU_7vXk_JQ/S220/(2010-9-15th)+Kah+Wen+Chin+Siang+Surprise+B%27day+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817842.post-5456516203359363123</id><published>2009-03-03T19:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T16:40:28.711+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='等等…'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='今日的他...'/><title type='text'>哦……原来如此</title><content type='html'>这几天在家里上网看纪录片
还真的有很多有趣的片段好看哦！

事情是从我下载了一部叫做The Triangle的戏开始
这部戏是关于&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;百慕达三角洲&lt;/span&gt;的灵异事件
相信大家都应该听过百慕达三角洲这个地方吧？
据说越过这个三角洲的船只和飞机通通都消失……
有人说是被外星人绑架
有的说是另一个空间在作怪

之后去Youtube找到了一个关于&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5muUQ3kiKjY"&gt;百慕达三角洲的纪录片&lt;/a&gt;
看完后才发现，其实百慕达并不是什么奇怪的地方
没有外星人、没有第四空间、没有什么灵异事件
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;科学家&lt;/span&gt;认为，“幕后凶手”就是methane gas（还记得我们在化学里读过吗？）
这种气体会影响船只的浮力，导致船只沉默
它在空气一段时间后，就会变成易燃物，飞机引擎点燃气体，引发爆炸
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;数学家&lt;/span&gt;也说，和其他海域比较，在百慕达三角洲沉默的船只数量并没有多大
他们做个比较：
把同样面积的三角洲放在别的海域，遇难的船只没差多少
因此，你可以在任何一个海上画一个三角洲，然后说这是恶魔的三角洲
久而久之，你就制造出了你自己的百慕达啦！

另一个纪录片是关于&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-KGg0BWFb-4"&gt;2012年世界末日&lt;/a&gt;
这个就比较有趣了。

古代南美洲的&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;马雅民族&lt;/span&gt;出名他们的超准确日历
据说马雅日历正确的指出日食和月食的日期，就连是几千年后都还是一样准确
然而，马雅日历却在一个日期突然结束了
而那一天，就是人们所说的&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;世界末日&lt;/span&gt;：&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;2012年12月21日&lt;/span&gt;
其实如果你已&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;不一样的角度&lt;/span&gt;来看，其实那一天只不过是马雅日历重新调整过，熟称reset
不过，已&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;天文的角度&lt;/span&gt;来看，那一天是很特别的一天：
在2012年12月21日，地球、太阳和银河系的中心（称为银心）排成一条线。
这个现象，没记错的话，是20000多年才发生一次
天文学家认为这个排法会影响地球的……角度，也就是说，北极和南极会移位，导致不可思议的天灾
难道古代的&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;马雅民族&lt;/span&gt;早就预料到这件事情了吗？
这未免太夸张了吧？

不只马雅，就连古代中国也有一个很奇怪的预言
古代中国的&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;易经&lt;/span&gt;是用来算命
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;易经&lt;/span&gt;的方法是：
你问一个问题，然后投三枚硬币
如果头比较多，你就画一条长线
如果花比较多，你就画一条虚线
总共画6条线，然后就照书本算命
有一个科学家，把所有64个可能性（64种pattern）的比例（别问我，我也不明白什么意思）plot出了一个graph
这个graph有起有落，起点是在发明&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;易经&lt;/span&gt;的日期开始画，根据时间走
这个graph，不知不觉预告了不少事情……
其中一个低潮是罗马王朝的崩溃；
其中一个高潮是美国的发现；
另一个低潮是21世纪的大战；
然而，最奇怪的是，这个graph结束在一个日期：&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;2012年12月21日&lt;/span&gt;

是碰巧，还是末日的预言？
还有许许多多的算命师都有说出同样的末日预言：
来自古希腊、欧洲等的神算……
就连现代的&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;电脑神算&lt;/span&gt;（看了video就会知道了）也预告着这一天……


让你觉得难以置信吧？
那么，你的看法又是什么呢？&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817842-5456516203359363123?l=duno916.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/feeds/5456516203359363123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post_03.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/5456516203359363123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/5456516203359363123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post_03.html' title='哦……原来如此'/><author><name>Duno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122682246965720506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/TJrTT8xGQSI/AAAAAAAAA1w/PhU_7vXk_JQ/S220/(2010-9-15th)+Kah+Wen+Chin+Siang+Surprise+B%27day+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817842.post-148385866045333942</id><published>2009-03-01T17:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T18:18:07.877+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='今日的他...'/><title type='text'>总结</title><content type='html'>3月1日
2月过去了。
回顾起来，2月份发生了不少事：

2月3日：大学申请开放
2月4日：因为某某原因而取消出门
2月13日：找工失败而失去控制
2月14日：度过了一个蛮失望的情人节
2月15日：生病（咳嗽伤风）
2月16日：停车中罚单
2月19日：玩大富翁输了
2月24日：更新部落格（图片、背景）
2月25日：申请了大学
2月25日：出了大事……
2月27日：吃大餐（DailyFresh, Secret Recipe）

一日一夜地过，我无法不回想以前的事情
几乎每晚我都有点睡不着
当初因为思想幼稚而……
而……
……

成绩要出了
不知道朋友们的心情是如何
其他人都因为工作忙碌而没时间聚会
不然就是没人叫……

没什么，抱怨罢了。
说了就算了的。
我也答应过，要改。

我不会忘记……
to smile always.
:)
毕竟
&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;再苦&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;也要笑一笑&lt;/span&gt;

笑了就会发现，
其实事事都是有开心的一面！

为自己
加油吧！&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817842-148385866045333942?l=duno916.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/feeds/148385866045333942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/148385866045333942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/148385866045333942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post.html' title='总结'/><author><name>Duno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122682246965720506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/TJrTT8xGQSI/AAAAAAAAA1w/PhU_7vXk_JQ/S220/(2010-9-15th)+Kah+Wen+Chin+Siang+Surprise+B%27day+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817842.post-1388768556644022962</id><published>2009-02-26T21:33:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T21:56:35.262+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='今日的他...'/><title type='text'>人生的下一个阶段</title><content type='html'>2月3日，对我们中六的离校生们，是一个很大的日子
那一天是我们向&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;人生的下一个阶段&lt;/span&gt;踏出的第一步
然而，这一步，是很大的一步……

爸爸自从我考完STPM后，就一直催我去询问Sunway College
说要送我去Sunway - Monash双联课程
飞去澳洲读&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;电子工程&lt;/span&gt;
虽然如此，我是有点不想出国……
不知道，就是比较喜欢呆在这里
电邮去Sunway询问后发现，那里的入学要求非常高
最少2个B，一个B+，不包括PA
显掉……

过后听朋友们说可以考虑政府大学
Hmm……政府大学也一样可以读嘛
2月3日就开始接受申请了
&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;UKM&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;UTM&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;UM&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;USM&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;UPM&lt;/span&gt;...
这个U那个U，这边M那边M，搞到我的头都开始转了不少U-turn
M都快变成Mad了
考虑完了这些，又还有课程要考虑
Engineering : &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;E &amp;amp; E&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Mechanical&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Mechatronic&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Aeronautical&lt;/span&gt;...
大哥叫我考虑&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;牙科&lt;/span&gt;……
爸爸说读&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;电子工程&lt;/span&gt;好……
本身比较喜欢&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;机械工程&lt;/span&gt;……
乱……

不过到最后我还是做出了自己的决定。
申请了，还有3次机会可以改
虽然做了一些的研究，但这次是决定得有点太快
下次
要好好研究，好好想了……&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817842-1388768556644022962?l=duno916.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/feeds/1388768556644022962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post_26.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/1388768556644022962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/1388768556644022962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post_26.html' title='人生的下一个阶段'/><author><name>Duno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122682246965720506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/TJrTT8xGQSI/AAAAAAAAA1w/PhU_7vXk_JQ/S220/(2010-9-15th)+Kah+Wen+Chin+Siang+Surprise+B%27day+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817842.post-1122312624799385582</id><published>2009-02-18T19:58:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T20:53:45.875+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='今日的他...'/><title type='text'>谈情说“唉”</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:500;"&gt;原&lt;/span&gt;本不是很想写
今天她来我家后，问道我一句：
&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;『我要看你的部落格。没有写新的？没有写降我就不要看了……嘻嘻』&lt;/span&gt;
听&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;她&lt;/span&gt;这么说过后，我觉得……
……偶尔还是写写一点吧。

情人节前一天，有个朋友找我
不过那时我在睡觉，没法回复他……
他向我说，他心很痛，很辛苦，很伤心，无法控制眼泪
你可能认为这没什么大不了
他，是我认识了很多年，却不是很了解的一个朋友
呵呵，想起来，我还真好笑……

昨天终于有机会在网上见到他，就问他什么事
起初我不相信他是认真的，因为我认识的他，是不会这样的……
结果我错了。

那时他和他的“女朋友”争执，吵了起来（他们应该是来往了）
这些就是我所知道的。

&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;从来都没听过他会想哭，从来没听过他会争执到想哭，从来都没看过他会因感情的事而伤心&lt;/span&gt;……
不过话说回来，也许是因为我不是很了解他吧……
记得他曾经在我的部落格留言过：
&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;『跟你那么多年，你却一点都不了解我……』&lt;/span&gt;
回想起来，他说的也没错……

所以，那时候他对我说他很伤心，我是有点惊讶
他在我心目中，是个很坚强，很任性的人
从不为了这些小小事而伤心……
看来，&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;男人哭吧哭吧哭吧不是罪&lt;/span&gt;。
他，也是人，也是会受伤害，也是会伤心，也是会流泪
他口口声声说没事，不过我还是觉得他是在掩饰着他的内心……
毕竟，解释就是一种掩饰……

不过我仍然希望你会没事的。
在感情里，这种事情难免会发生，重要的是看你怎么去面对。
没有一段感情是风平浪静的，没有一段感情是童话故事般的……
&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;感情里，不一定会有天使，不一定会有白马王子，不一定会有完美结局，不一定会有happy ending……&lt;/span&gt;
不过切记，我不是在咒你们啦！不要误会哦
我看过了好多，我听过了好多，我经历了好多
我学会了，外表只不过是掩饰着事实的面具……
就是因为这些争吵，你的感情才会甜蜜，才会有趣
等以后你回顾时，你就会发现，
就是这些小小的事，让我们更坚强……
加油吧！

13号那天，也有一个朋友问我这个问题：
&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;『要怎样才可以知道那个人是我的理想伴侣呢？』&lt;/span&gt;
这个问题很有趣，不过很难回答
&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;美贞&lt;/span&gt;是有这么一次说过：
&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;『我觉得呢，两个人，最好是性格相反。其中一半是悲观的人，另一半就要是乐观的人；一半是多话的人，另一半就要是文静的人；一半是充满伤感的，另一半就要是开朗的。两个悲观的人，会互相影响彼此，导致双方都更加悲观……』&lt;/span&gt;
所以，上次我跟你说的那番话，其实是她的idea
哈哈，我还因为抢她都功劳，被她臭骂一顿呢！
你说的专家，其实是属于她的啦……

到我了。
……
……
20岁了……
朋友们个个也开始了下一段的生活，感觉还是有点不自在……
情人节那天，听说发生了很多事。
有人送花，有人庆祝，有人……
而我呢？
那天对我来说，是个很大的&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;失望&lt;/span&gt;和&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;失败&lt;/span&gt;这两个词……
呵呵，让她失望，是很过意不去，但她却说：
&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;『没关系啦，过去了就算了啦。反正花也不耐久嘛，又不能吃。哈哈……』&lt;/span&gt;
不过她这么说，我就更过意不去……
别人都是开开心心地度过那一天，而我却是心情低落地度过……
别人都有很隆重的庆祝，而我却是平平淡淡地度过……
&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;『是有点失望啦，不过也没关系啦。真的……』&lt;/span&gt;

……
……
&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;『其实对我而言，有你的陪伴，每天都是情人节。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://shared.live.com/csi%21Rvmz5kFbfVkDrhMJKg/emoticons/smile_regular.gif" title="Smile" alt="Smile" style="vertical-align: middle;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; 』&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817842-1122312624799385582?l=duno916.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/feeds/1122312624799385582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/1122312624799385582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/1122312624799385582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post.html' title='谈情说“唉”'/><author><name>Duno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122682246965720506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/TJrTT8xGQSI/AAAAAAAAA1w/PhU_7vXk_JQ/S220/(2010-9-15th)+Kah+Wen+Chin+Siang+Surprise+B%27day+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817842.post-7893328431112827728</id><published>2009-02-13T11:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T11:57:09.708+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='好介绍'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lyric'/><title type='text'>2 of the best Coldplay songs</title><content type='html'>酷玩乐团 Coldplay
These are 2 nice songs...

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&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://widgets.metrolyrics.com/o/492da13d111f5ab4/4994eef7e99b3e73/492da13d46e17ea3/a72d4743/-cpid/a3f474428b8e144c" id="W492da13d111f5ab44994eef7e99b3e73" width="300" height="270"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://widgets.metrolyrics.com/o/492da13d111f5ab4/4994eef7e99b3e73/492da13d46e17ea3/a72d4743/-cpid/a3f474428b8e144c" /&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowNetworking" value="all" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.metrolyrics.com/coldplay-lyrics.html"&gt;Coldplay Lyrics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.metrolyrics.com/"&gt;Lovers In Japan Lyrics&lt;/a&gt;

I like this MTV. This one is very creative. Haha, enjoy!

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&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://widgets.metrolyrics.com/o/492da13d111f5ab4/4994eea91b03c13b/492da13d46e17ea3/9781a8db/-cpid/493d1a408b8e144c" id="W492da13d111f5ab44994eea91b03c13b" width="300" height="270"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://widgets.metrolyrics.com/o/492da13d111f5ab4/4994eea91b03c13b/492da13d46e17ea3/9781a8db/-cpid/493d1a408b8e144c" /&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowNetworking" value="all" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.metrolyrics.com/coldplay-lyrics.html"&gt;Coldplay Lyrics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.metrolyrics.com/"&gt;Life In Technicolor II Lyrics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817842-7893328431112827728?l=duno916.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/feeds/7893328431112827728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2009/02/coldplay-lovers-in-japan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/7893328431112827728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/7893328431112827728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2009/02/coldplay-lovers-in-japan.html' title='2 of the best Coldplay songs'/><author><name>Duno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122682246965720506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/TJrTT8xGQSI/AAAAAAAAA1w/PhU_7vXk_JQ/S220/(2010-9-15th)+Kah+Wen+Chin+Siang+Surprise+B%27day+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817842.post-1793966430443736438</id><published>2009-02-08T11:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T12:13:59.265+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='好介绍'/><title type='text'>Darker Than Black 黒の契約者</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/SY5YMdB4spI/AAAAAAAAAY4/dRT5N9gp4Uo/s1600-h/Dblack.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/SY5YMdB4spI/AAAAAAAAAY4/dRT5N9gp4Uo/s400/Dblack.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300270782435865234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/SY5X4eT5qRI/AAAAAAAAAYw/h2cB6WeQKoo/s1600-h/Dblackch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 248px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/SY5X4eT5qRI/AAAAAAAAAYw/h2cB6WeQKoo/s400/Dblackch.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300270439182477586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;左起：黄、银、黑、猫
&lt;/div&gt;

记得去年年尾去亲戚家看Astro，无意中看到了这个卡通的广告
回家后顿时去（非法）下载这部戏
好看好看

故事发生的十年前，&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;东京突然出现了未知的危险领域&lt;b&gt;地狱门&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;（&lt;span lang="ja" lang="ja"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: none;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Arial Unicode MS','Arial',sans-serif;"&gt;Hell's Gate&lt;/span&gt;）&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;。 在门的影响下，东京的星空消 失，取而代之的是由门产生的虚假的星空。与此同时，不同地区出现了被称为『契约者』的能力者，这些本是一般民众的人们突然拥有了各种超能力，但与此同时也丧失了做梦的能力和行动的感情，並要为能力付出相应的代价。为了取得门的情报，探明真相以及各自的利益，各国谍报机关都设立了特別部门调查和追踪东京的契约者。整个故事围绕在中国留学生李舜生，同时又名『黑』，梅西耶代号『BK-201』的契约者和他所在的组织所共同进行的任务而展开的。

虽然是有点暴力，但这部卡通很不错看
带有点点的幽默
主角为了打听他妹妹的下落，不顾一切地寻找线索
有几集也是蛮感人的……
尤其是最后几集
hmm，还是不多说啦，免得不好看了
哈哈……


目前还在看另一部卡通
以后有时间再介绍吧&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817842-1793966430443736438?l=duno916.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/feeds/1793966430443736438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2009/02/darker-than-black.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/1793966430443736438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/1793966430443736438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2009/02/darker-than-black.html' title='Darker Than Black 黒の契約者'/><author><name>Duno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122682246965720506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/TJrTT8xGQSI/AAAAAAAAA1w/PhU_7vXk_JQ/S220/(2010-9-15th)+Kah+Wen+Chin+Siang+Surprise+B%27day+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/SY5YMdB4spI/AAAAAAAAAY4/dRT5N9gp4Uo/s72-c/Dblack.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817842.post-5653102575734272207</id><published>2009-01-25T11:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T12:52:04.340+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='今日的他...'/><title type='text'>新年……快乐？</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;明天就是初一了
可我却没有那种开心的感觉。
几天前，我辞职了
呵，还以为可以做到最少一个月，
但心情一直不对
因为工作里发生了一些些小事……
结果我决定了，
最终却后悔……

&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;～～～～～
&lt;/div&gt;
今天无意中看到别人的部落格
……
笔法很不错……
隐藏着很多暗喻
不过我觉得，这都是一场误会
不知道是我误会他们，还是他们误会我
我也没介意。

离开中六后，我才慢慢从别人的身上了解自己。
或许太迟了，或许没用了
但我仍然想了解自己在别人心目中是怎样的一个人
他是个很花心的人
他爱耍心机
他也自私
他很骄傲
他怕输
他神经的
他真的很敏感
而且也很小气……

可见我是不适合写部落格的人。
想了想，不久后我应该会把部落格关掉……
或者是把部落格搬迁……

&lt;a href="http://dunopaopao89.spaces.live.com/blog/cns%21B2969E99B32E5ECF%21635.entry"&gt;去年的新年&lt;/a&gt;过得没气氛
今年的新年，
我想
也会是一样……


&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;这个&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;新年……&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;你快乐吗？&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;才杰
2008年2月10日
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817842-5653102575734272207?l=duno916.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/feeds/5653102575734272207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post_25.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/5653102575734272207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/5653102575734272207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post_25.html' title='新年……快乐？'/><author><name>Duno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122682246965720506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/TJrTT8xGQSI/AAAAAAAAA1w/PhU_7vXk_JQ/S220/(2010-9-15th)+Kah+Wen+Chin+Siang+Surprise+B%27day+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817842.post-1374365483698264305</id><published>2009-01-06T10:08:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T21:52:09.649+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='今日的他...'/><title type='text'>再苦也要笑一笑</title><content type='html'>已经很久没来写部落格了。不知道是否会有谁会发现呢？
呵呵，没关系啦。
我也换了“口味”

最近我买了一本励志的书，看了真的很喜欢。
里头有说到很多人生故事和教训：
&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;改变思维，改变生活&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;大海上没有不带伤的船&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;接受事实是克服不幸的第一步&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;很多事其实很简单&lt;/span&gt;……

&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;当不幸降临的时候，并不是路已经到了尽头，而是在提醒你：你该转弯了。&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;人生没有死结，想通了就会发现，人生不过是：饥来餐，渴了饮，倦来眠。&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;同样的瓶子，你为什么要装毒药呢？同样一张脸，为什么不绽开微笑呢？同样的心，你为什么要充满着烦恼呢？&lt;/span&gt;

是觉得有点可惜那么迟我才看到这本书。如果在我进中六之前就拿来读，或许中六的生活会更精彩。

&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;『你要相信Law of Attraction。你要有positive thinking。之前上天给你很多次机会去见识这类型的书，并尽力去改变，而你却一直说什么我不看华语书啦，我不看这种书啦，等等，结果你错过了那一次机会。我也是有很多这种书可以借你的，只是想到你不看，就没介绍给你了。因此错过了好机会。』&lt;/span&gt;

你想要什么，最终你都会得到，因为你不知不觉会朝着那个目标而努力。

最好的朋友往往不是一直陪在你身边，并有说不完的话题的那个人。
最好的朋友往往不是和你有说有笑、逗你开心的那个人。


昨晚其实我只不过是去家拿东西，哪知却聊到这些。
就在那个时候，我才发现……
我才发现
最好的朋友往往都是那些平时不在你身边，而有难时却伸出援手的人。

&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;『人生真的很奇妙，不是吗？』&lt;/span&gt;

谢谢你与我分享那么多……
你可能不会看到这篇部落格，但我还是要说声
谢谢……

:-)


&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“……所以，你要从现在开始，微笑着面对生活，不要抱怨生活给了你太多的磨难，不要抱怨生活中有太多的曲折，更不要抱怨生活中存在的不公。当你走过时间的繁华与喧嚣，阅尽世事，你会幡然明白：人生不会太圆满，&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;再苦也要笑一笑&lt;/span&gt;！”&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;取自：再苦也要笑一笑全集
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817842-1374365483698264305?l=duno916.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/feeds/1374365483698264305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/1374365483698264305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/1374365483698264305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post.html' title='再苦也要笑一笑'/><author><name>Duno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122682246965720506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/TJrTT8xGQSI/AAAAAAAAA1w/PhU_7vXk_JQ/S220/(2010-9-15th)+Kah+Wen+Chin+Siang+Surprise+B%27day+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817842.post-3004168673598683132</id><published>2008-12-19T19:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T16:40:28.711+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='等等…'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randomly milked'/><title type='text'>回忆中的欢乐和幸福</title><content type='html'>这是一篇朋友传发给我的电邮，不知道你们是否有看过……
分享给大家吧。


那么一对情侣：
女孩很漂亮，非常善解人意，偶尔时不时出些坏点子耍耍男孩；
男孩很聪明，也很懂事，最主要的一点：幽默感很强。
总能在两个人相处中找到可以逗女孩发笑的方式
女孩很喜欢男孩这种乐天派的心情
他们一直相处不错，女孩对男孩的感觉，淡淡的，说男孩象自己的亲人；
男孩对女孩爱甚深，非常非常在乎她。
所以每当吵架的时候，男孩都会说是自己不好，自己的错
即使有时候真的不怪他的时候，他也这么说。
他不想让女孩生气……

就这样过了5年，男孩仍然非常爱女孩，象当初一样。

有一个周末，女孩出门办事，男孩本来打算去找女孩，但是一听说她有事，就打消了这个念头。
他在家里呆了一天，他没有联系女孩
他觉得女孩一直在忙，自己不好去打扰她
谁知女孩在忙的时候，还想着男孩
可是一天没有接到男孩的消息，她很生气
晚上回家后，发了条信息给男孩，话说得很重
甚至提到了分手
当时是晚上12点……
男孩心急如焚，打女孩手机，连续打了3次，都给挂断了
打家里电话没人接，猜想是女孩把电话线拔了
男孩抓起衣服就出门了，他要去女孩家
当时是12点25。

女孩在12点40的时候又接到了男孩的电话，从手机打来的，她又给挂断了。
一夜无话，男孩没有再给女孩打电话。

第2天，女孩接到男孩母亲的电话，电话那边声泪俱下
男孩昨晚出了车祸。
警方说是车速过快导致刹车不急，撞到了一辆坏在半路的大货车
救护车到的时候，人已经不行了。
女孩心痛到哭不出来，可是再后悔也没有用了。
她只能从点滴的回忆中来怀念男孩带给她的欢乐和幸福
女孩强忍悲痛来到了事故车停车场，她想看看男孩呆过的最后的地方
车已经撞得完全不成样子
方向盘上、仪表盘上，还沾有男孩的血迹。

男孩的母亲把男孩当时身上的遗物给了女孩。
钱包、手表、还有那部沾满了男孩鲜血的手机。
女孩翻开钱包，里面有她的照片，血渍浸透了大半张……
女孩拿起男孩的手表，赫然发现，手表的指针停在12点35分附近
女孩瞬间明白了……
男孩在出事后还用最后一丝力气给她打电话，而她自己却因为还在堵气没有接
男孩再也没有力气去拨第2遍电话了，他带着对女孩的无限眷恋和内疚走了……

女孩永远不知道，男孩想和她说的最后一句话是什么……
女孩也明白，不会再有人会比这个男孩，更爱她了！&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817842-3004168673598683132?l=duno916.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/feeds/3004168673598683132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/3004168673598683132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/3004168673598683132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post.html' title='回忆中的欢乐和幸福'/><author><name>Duno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122682246965720506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/TJrTT8xGQSI/AAAAAAAAA1w/PhU_7vXk_JQ/S220/(2010-9-15th)+Kah+Wen+Chin+Siang+Surprise+B%27day+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817842.post-2080631081219588526</id><published>2008-12-07T16:54:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T17:18:43.988+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='that&apos;s life'/><title type='text'>Buzzy Invaders!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Behold the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Mighty Buzzy Invader&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/STuP1hxUIKI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/Q3K6B1GAY9s/s1600-h/DSC00282.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/STuP1hxUIKI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/Q3K6B1GAY9s/s320/DSC00282.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276969538155716770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;奄奄一息&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;/div&gt;记得是几天前，考完试了，我就把电脑搬进我的房间，好让我有一点私人的空间……
哪知，我的房间来了不速之客！
Bzzzz... Bzzzzz.....
嗄！吵死啦！
昨天Bzzzz...
今天Bzzzz...
明天Bzzzz...
每天Bzzzz...
Bzzzz东Bzzzz西，都不懂它在Bzzzz什么。
终于等到今天，我忍无可忍了，就一直跟踪它……
才发现，原来它跑去我的书橱里做窝！

&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/STuRnNvioXI/AAAAAAAAAUY/I0KZuhHM80o/s1600-h/DSC00284.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/STuRnNvioXI/AAAAAAAAAUY/I0KZuhHM80o/s320/DSC00284.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276971491284656498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;是恶心的咯！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
这不是&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;奕彬&lt;/span&gt;所谓的那种“吊虫”，这可是真正的蜜蜂耶！
吓到！
如果给它做完这个窝，那以后我的房间一定有很多蜜蜂Bzzzz进Bzzzz出，到时搞不好还要装红绿灯咯！

犹豫了一阵，决定处理掉它吧……
对不起了，蜜蜂……
Psssst （蚊油喷出的声音）
蜜蜂摇摇晃晃的，好像bo rasa
再Psssst...
Bo Rasa
它竟然飞向我这儿来！
Psssssssssssssssst...
还是bo rasa
去你的啦！Psssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssst
终于蜜蜂奄奄一息了，在地上翻滚几圈，没力了……
我赶紧把窗口和门都关上，因为我记得曾经读过，蜜蜂一旦被攻击，就会去掉水处理凶手……

我用冷血的眼神看着它挣扎，开始有点担心会得到报应……
耳朵开始对Bzzzz这个声音很敏感，听到一点就东张西望，看是不是它的救兵来了
结果最后还是我自己在吓自己。

我把它丢去屋后，拍了几张照片，就转身走了……

&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/STuUOcZ7WiI/AAAAAAAAAUo/Hq3hXUusrFE/s1600-h/DSC00283.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/STuUOcZ7WiI/AAAAAAAAAUo/Hq3hXUusrFE/s320/DSC00283.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276974364258687522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Urgh... I'll... be... back...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817842-2080631081219588526?l=duno916.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/feeds/2080631081219588526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2008/12/buzzy-invaders.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/2080631081219588526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/2080631081219588526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2008/12/buzzy-invaders.html' title='Buzzy Invaders!'/><author><name>Duno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122682246965720506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/TJrTT8xGQSI/AAAAAAAAA1w/PhU_7vXk_JQ/S220/(2010-9-15th)+Kah+Wen+Chin+Siang+Surprise+B%27day+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/STuP1hxUIKI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/Q3K6B1GAY9s/s72-c/DSC00282.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817842.post-2030118845240387265</id><published>2008-11-01T09:54:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T17:30:14.344+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='今日的他...'/><title type='text'>一年半的课程</title><content type='html'>一年半的时间，我看穿了很多事情。
其中一个是观察到了处女座的特性

近来我慢慢地发现，我的人缘还挺不好的
也许是因为身为处女座的我们，比较讲究完美吧。
以下是我从Wikipedia 拿来的资料：
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Analytical / critical / insightful
&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Precise / meticulous
&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Orderly / methodical
&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Practical / pragmatic
&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mental / &lt;span style="text-decoration: line-through;"&gt;intelligent&lt;/span&gt; / inquiring
&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Responsible / &lt;span style="text-decoration: line-through;"&gt;reliable
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: blink;"&gt;Perfectionistic&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Shrewd / &lt;span style="text-decoration: line-through;"&gt;witty&lt;/span&gt; / &lt;span style="text-decoration: line-through;"&gt;clever
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Conservative / conventional
&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Refined / polite / well mannered
&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hygienic / clean
&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Reserved / cool / undemonstrative&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;
已经好几天赖在家里没去读书了，觉得自由但同时也有点空虚……
昨天是&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;紫环&lt;/span&gt;和&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;健勇&lt;/span&gt;的生日耶！
可是我没去跟他们庆祝。觉得不必要吧……
再加上老师没来。

前天星期四晚上&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;彗菱&lt;/span&gt;发简讯来问我星期五有没有去学校。
说没有直接给她骂
&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;『去帮他们庆祝啦！顺便拍班级照！以后可能没机会了！』&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;『哎呀，少了我也是一样的嘛。』&lt;/span&gt;
认识我久了的朋友会觉得这就话很熟，因为每次我都是这么说。
&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;『少了我也没关系的啦。』&lt;/span&gt;
就如上面所列出来的处女座的特性一样：
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Reserved&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;有时我真的会那么觉得
毕竟我也不是带动气氛的那种人。
也许我想太多了吧……
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Insightful&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;考试的日子越来越逼近了，MSN也开始越来越少人上网。
有时我想聊天的时候却一个人影都不见，
不想聊天的时候就一大堆人；
每次去学校时都会听到别人在谈八卦的新闻
什么在MSN说的这个那个啦、什么好笑的video或是网址啦、还是什么可笑的新闻……
个个我听不懂的东西。
所以说，有时我还觉得我的人缘不好，没什么人会找上门
也许是因为身为处女座的关系吧，讲究完美。
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Perfectionistic&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;呆在家里的这几天，我有在想很多东西，趁机反省很多事
我发现到，我是个很自私的人。
有时为了自己的利益，而不去理会别人，忽略别人的感受。
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Conservative (maybe...)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;我曾经告诉很多人，我是个常常不开心的人。
其实我在说谎。
我是有开心的时候，只是比较少，而且不是跟其他人在一起的时候。


&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;我写的这篇部落格，你也许会在几年后的时间才看得到，又或许永远都看不到。&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;但我依然想告诉你，你是有带给我快乐过，所以不要自责，好不好？&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;等你看到的时候，请你要相信我所说的这些……&lt;/span&gt;


在这短短的一年半里，我领悟了很多事情。
每个人活在这个世界上是有原因、有用处的。
原来你的一举一动会影响周遭的人；
原来你的行为态度会影响他人的心情；
原来你的所作所为会影响其他人对你的印象……



我学会了。我领悟了。



&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;PS : 由于电脑出现了故障，最近比较慢，再加上考试要到了，所以这篇将会是我写的最后一篇部落格。会否在继续，only time will tell。在此感谢那些慷慨的朋友，抽出了那么多宝贵的时间来读我写的废话。大家一起为考试加油吧！
送你们 Enya 的 《Only Time》。 Enjoy~
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817842-2030118845240387265?l=duno916.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/feeds/2030118845240387265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/2030118845240387265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/2030118845240387265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post.html' title='一年半的课程'/><author><name>Duno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122682246965720506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/TJrTT8xGQSI/AAAAAAAAA1w/PhU_7vXk_JQ/S220/(2010-9-15th)+Kah+Wen+Chin+Siang+Surprise+B%27day+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817842.post-8756278607907548114</id><published>2008-10-24T14:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T14:35:07.375+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='今日的他...'/><title type='text'>久别的我……</title><content type='html'>已经10天没写部落格了，破记录了耶。
其实是因为老鼠在天花板上咬断了我的电话线
（我的电话线是从隔壁接过来的）
三天无internet，日子过得还不错
不会有诱惑；
不会有感言……

说真的，这样反而会更多感言。呵呵

中六生涯就快要到尽头了
最近这几天一直收到以前拍的全体照：
&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;跆拳道&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;篮球队&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Upper 6 Science 1&lt;/span&gt;
十年以后，这些照片将会是美丽回忆的痕迹
呵，从来没那么喜欢留念照……

说真的，我是有点不舍得离开。

还记得有一次看见&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;阿赖&lt;/span&gt;拿手机出来，在一个角落拍全班，说是要留念
毕竟这个班，在踏进多几个星期就没机会再踏进了
&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;班上的每个角落；&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;前面那老套的黑版；&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;后面那没作用的壁板；&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;班后的“鳄鱼牌”风扇（生锈的）；&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;每一个人的位置；&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;曾经发生的事情；&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;大家的喜怒哀乐……&lt;/span&gt;

说真的，我会很想年这一切。

一年半的时间，足以让我们27个学生打成一片
&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;笑的也笑了；&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;哭的也哭了；&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;架也吵了；&lt;/span&gt;
还有那一堆听不懂的印度话；
更不用说那些莫名其妙的外号……
&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;丸彬&lt;/span&gt;、&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;房潘&lt;/span&gt;、&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;门勇&lt;/span&gt;、&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;PussyKeat&lt;/span&gt;、&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;白胜&lt;/span&gt;、&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;叫赖&lt;/span&gt;、&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;巢翔&lt;/span&gt;、&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;炮王&lt;/span&gt;、&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Jaga&lt;/span&gt;、&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;MKMC &lt;/span&gt;(Mari Kita Main Chess)、&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;B1&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;B2 &lt;/span&gt;(Banana 1, Banana 2)
还有那些在一起的活动：
唱K都不知道唱了多少次、羽球也打了不懂多少次……

说真的，我想重新度过多一次中六的生涯。

一年半里也有不少火花擦出来。
一个个朋友也开始成双成对（不知道要不要包括我自己咧？呵呵）
坐在班上，我不是很喜欢转头
因为一转头，就看见一对对的，感情那么好，你亲我密（肉麻）
我在此也为你们感到高兴，不过我的心里却是很难受。

&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;『好好地珍惜现在拥有的时光吧。不要留下任何遗憾，不然将来你们会后悔的……』&lt;/span&gt;



说真的，我想太多了。
说真的，是时候读书了。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817842-8756278607907548114?l=duno916.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/feeds/8756278607907548114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post_24.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/8756278607907548114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/8756278607907548114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post_24.html' title='久别的我……'/><author><name>Duno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122682246965720506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/TJrTT8xGQSI/AAAAAAAAA1w/PhU_7vXk_JQ/S220/(2010-9-15th)+Kah+Wen+Chin+Siang+Surprise+B%27day+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817842.post-4297215898239545917</id><published>2008-10-13T17:02:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T17:34:06.883+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='心情记载'/><title type='text'>心情记载 17 - 当你……</title><content type='html'>当你发现你得了绝症，你最后一件想做的事是什么？
当你觉得事实很残酷的时候，你该怎么办？
当你感到孤单寂寞的时候，你第一个想到的又是谁？
当一切都在针对你时，你又如何去面对一切？
当你失去了最后一线希望时，你该去哪找回它？

当你渐渐地发现到，人生实在是太残酷了，你会怎么想？
以前有个朋友曾对我说过：
&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;『人生是黑暗的。』&lt;/span&gt;
也有一句说：
&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;『你今天笑多少，有一天你会同样哭多少。』&lt;/span&gt;

基本上，人分为两种：
一种为快乐的人，享受生活的每时每刻；
另一种则以不一样的角度看待人生；
生死病老，我们无法避免。
但在你说这句话的当儿，你有否想过……
当你面对生死病老时，你会怎么办？
当你面对生死关头时，你会怎么想？
当你面对绝望的时候，你会如何振作起来？

&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;『就算人生有一千个伤心的理由，你也得找到那一千零一个开心的理由。』&lt;/span&gt;
快乐伤心谁来定？
这一秒钟你快乐，下一秒钟你可能会变得伤心。
当你面对挑战时，你就会清清楚楚地看出你是个怎样的人
懦弱？坚强？胆小？勇敢？固执？放纵？悲观？乐观？
口中说得很勇敢，在面对考验时却变成缩头乌龟。

原来，言语只不过是人类的一种最有效的掩饰工具……

&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;害怕……&lt;/span&gt;
恐惧是人最大的缺点。
当你害怕时，你可能会变成另一种人，思想、行为、言语全都变了。

当你身边的人将离你而去时，你……
是否能接受得了事实？


人生是黑暗的。
当你崩溃时
你第一个想到的……
会是什么？



&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;『现实总是伤人最深。』&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817842-4297215898239545917?l=duno916.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/feeds/4297215898239545917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2008/10/17.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/4297215898239545917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/4297215898239545917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2008/10/17.html' title='心情记载 17 - 当你……'/><author><name>Duno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122682246965720506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/TJrTT8xGQSI/AAAAAAAAA1w/PhU_7vXk_JQ/S220/(2010-9-15th)+Kah+Wen+Chin+Siang+Surprise+B%27day+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817842.post-7174696558144537664</id><published>2008-10-11T10:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T22:45:00.772+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lyric'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randomly milked'/><title type='text'>稻香</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/SPAOcOO_TKI/AAAAAAAAAT8/TxXH_BFLg18/s1600-h/jay.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/SPAOcOO_TKI/AAAAAAAAAT8/TxXH_BFLg18/s320/jay.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255716643161459874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
对这个世界如果你有太多的抱怨
跌倒了就不敢继续往前走
为什麼人要这麼的脆弱 堕落
请你打开电视看看多
少人为生命在努力勇敢的走下去
我们是不是该知足
珍惜一切
就算没有拥有

还记得你说家是唯一的城堡
随著稻香河流继续奔跑
微微笑
小时候的梦我知道
不要哭让萤火虫带著你逃跑
乡间的歌谣永远的依靠
童年的纸飞机 现在终於飞回我手里

所谓的那快乐 赤脚在田里追蜻蜓追到累了
偷摘水果被蜜蜂给叮到怕了 谁在偷笑呢
我靠著稻草人吹著风唱著歌睡著了
哦……哦……午后吉它在虫鸣中更清脆
哦……哦……阳光洒在路上就不怕心碎
珍惜一切
就算没有拥有

还记得你说家是唯一的城堡
随著稻香河流继续奔跑
微微笑
小时候的梦我知道
不要哭让萤火虫带著你逃跑
乡间的歌谣永远的依靠
回家吧
回到最初的美好

不要这么容易就想放弃就像我说的
（还记得你说家是唯一的城堡）
追不到的梦想换个梦不就得了
为自己的人生鲜艳上色
先把爱涂上喜欢的颜色
笑一个吧
功成名就不是目的
让自己快乐快乐这才叫做意义
童年的纸飞机
现在终於飞回我手里
所谓的那快乐 赤脚在田里追蜻蜓追到累了
偷摘水果被蜜蜂给叮到怕了
谁在偷笑呢
我靠著稻草人吹著风唱著歌睡著了
哦……哦……午后吉它在虫鸣中更清脆
哦……哦……阳光洒在路上就不怕心碎
珍惜一切
就算没有拥有

还记得你说家是唯一的城堡
随著稻香河流继续奔跑
微微笑
小时候的梦我知道
不要哭让萤火虫带著你逃跑
乡间的歌谣永远的依靠
回家吧
回到最初的美好

还记得你说家是唯一的城堡
随著稻香河流继续奔跑
微微笑
小时候的梦我知道
不要哭让萤火虫带著你逃跑
乡间的歌谣永远的依靠
回家吧
回到最初的美好

&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sumber : Dipetik daripada 《稻香》 oleh 周杰伦&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;,
Album 《魔杰座》, 2008&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817842-7174696558144537664?l=duno916.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/feeds/7174696558144537664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post_11.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/7174696558144537664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/7174696558144537664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post_11.html' title='稻香'/><author><name>Duno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122682246965720506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/TJrTT8xGQSI/AAAAAAAAA1w/PhU_7vXk_JQ/S220/(2010-9-15th)+Kah+Wen+Chin+Siang+Surprise+B%27day+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/SPAOcOO_TKI/AAAAAAAAAT8/TxXH_BFLg18/s72-c/jay.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817842.post-533585143254790863</id><published>2008-10-09T20:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T21:16:51.394+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='今日的他...'/><title type='text'>开心下着伤心雨</title><content type='html'>同样的，今天又下起雨来
开学以来这四天，每天放学都下雨
看见雨天，我有种……
感觉。开心的感觉。
了解我的人应该知道，我很喜欢雨天；
雨天会让我想很多……

这段日子里，我的生活过得有点不一样。
怎么说不一样呢？
自己猜猜吧！哈哈
可以说是比较开心吧。
尤其是读别人写给我的纪念册……

记得放假时有个朋友找我诉苦。
她……又再次陷入爱情陷阱里……
也记得曾经有人告诉过我一句话：
&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;『梦醒时分，现实总是伤人最深。』&lt;/span&gt;
付出百分百，却得不到满分
这种伤害、这种痛，不是每个人都会了解。
就连我本身也不会了解
给了我的意见与劝告，但一切都是没用
她是个任性、固执、且有性格的女生。
我了解。
至今已经过了接近……一个星期了
你的伤应该回复了吧？
别因此而放弃，别因此而不敢。
人生有美丽的回忆，也有伤心的过去，
这才叫人生。

过后又听说另一个朋友也被爱情困扰
不知该不该放弃，想放却放不下
原来每天带着的笑容，只不过是一种掩饰；
外表开朗，内心受伤；
身为朋友却爱莫能助；
有时我会想：
&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;『其实身边的朋友也是有烦恼的。』&lt;/span&gt;
有时我会说：
&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;『放开也是一种选择。』&lt;/span&gt;
……
……
（其实来来去去我都是在说同样的话啦……）
像我所说的，我不是很了解你们的状况，所以也无法做出任何结论、给予任何劝告
但……
要记得，人生充满起起落落，绊倒了，就得爬起来。
不要单单只看眼前的东西，这样会盲了自己的眼睛
想想开心的理由吧！
&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;菜叶&lt;/span&gt;～
（这个名让我笑了出来耶）

&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;淅沥淅沥淅沥……&lt;/span&gt;
开心下着伤心雨……

&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;『其实身边的朋友也是有烦恼的。』&lt;/span&gt;
之前我是有点自私，只顾虑到自己的感受。
有时候，
把心打开，
你会发现更多你不知道的事情……
加油吧，朋友们！
（你们应该知道我在指谁吧）
&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817842-533585143254790863?l=duno916.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/feeds/533585143254790863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/533585143254790863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/533585143254790863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post.html' title='开心下着伤心雨'/><author><name>Duno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122682246965720506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/TJrTT8xGQSI/AAAAAAAAA1w/PhU_7vXk_JQ/S220/(2010-9-15th)+Kah+Wen+Chin+Siang+Surprise+B%27day+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817842.post-8524125780125128122</id><published>2008-10-03T18:54:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T21:19:05.645+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='今日的他...'/><title type='text'>B 计划</title><content type='html'>放假还有不少朋友邀我出门

星期一：&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;志雄&lt;/span&gt;问我要不要出门打羽球；
星期二：&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;诗松&lt;/span&gt;晚上找我们全部去喝茶；
星期三：（空）
星期四：&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;家紊&lt;/span&gt;找我和振祥出门车大炮（哈哈！）
星期五：&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;永捷&lt;/span&gt;叫我下午去踢球，应该是球员大团圆吧

可惜这个假期他们来迟了
因为我已经有了……

～噔噔噔噔～

&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;“B 计划”
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:50;"&gt;说笑的……

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;其实这整个假期也还蛮忙的
表姐她们来我家住，家里顿时变得很热闹
（此部落格是在全家人出门后写的）
一方面我也不喜欢我的家里那么吵，所以就每天找借口溜出家
跟朋友去读书。
我也自知之明，不应该这样子跑出去
大姨还向我道歉打扰了我……
感到蛮尴尬的……

这几天还算过得很充实
一起读到了不少书……
日积月累
我相信大家都能考出好成绩来的。

天天为你们祈祷
一起努力吧！^^
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817842-8524125780125128122?l=duno916.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/feeds/8524125780125128122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2008/10/b.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/8524125780125128122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/8524125780125128122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2008/10/b.html' title='B 计划'/><author><name>Duno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122682246965720506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/TJrTT8xGQSI/AAAAAAAAA1w/PhU_7vXk_JQ/S220/(2010-9-15th)+Kah+Wen+Chin+Siang+Surprise+B%27day+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817842.post-630075865388888145</id><published>2008-09-29T18:34:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T19:36:37.638+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='今日的他...'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><title type='text'>谈谈假期第一天</title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="ctl00_MainContentPlaceholder_ctl01_ctl00_lblEntry"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;假期第一天补习
我最喜欢的物理。
可惜肚子不舒服，
觉得实在是辛苦……
平时二时嫌太短，
可今二时如煎熬！

昨晚跟&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;雪黎&lt;/span&gt;说好
今天皇后见&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;林婷&lt;/span&gt;。
要她传交DVD，
却在早上出门后，
突然想起忘了带！
有时很气木头脑
出了名的健忘脑……

补到一半电话震，
&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;志雄&lt;/span&gt;发来问了问。&lt;span id="ctl00_MainContentPlaceholder_ctl01_ctl00_lblEntry"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;阿keat&lt;/span&gt;今天要打球？
哎呀哎呀哎呀呀！
今天活动可真多：
约了朋友study group
如今又来个羽球。
一身如何分两体？（自制）
可惜迟来了一步，
只好拒绝了&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;志雄&lt;/span&gt;……

补完送&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;祥&lt;/span&gt;进皇后
路上讨论cellular （手机的意思）
实用品质对美观
Nokia Sony or Samsung?
伤了脑筋想不通……

放了&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;振祥&lt;/span&gt;下TJ
直往朋友家前进。
路上遇到小塞车，
考验耐心的时刻。
到家却要忍小孩，
顽皮到顶的小孩。
不怕见到陌生人
还扯住我手不放！
母女直在教训他
眼看似乎不见效……

唉了一声唉两声，
这种环境如何温？
突然同情我朋友，
舒适读书的环境，
在家在校都没有。
年尾考试要考好，
耐心毅力哪里找？
鼓励支持和祈祷，
通通为了她考好……

父亲回来得太早，
脾气一向很不好，
让我不知往哪跑。
赶紧收拾好书包，
低下头来说声：&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;『好……』&lt;/span&gt;
父亲脸色不太好，
快快说声：&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;『我走了。』&lt;/span&gt;
母亲满脸挂笑容，
笑着说说：&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;『要回了？』&lt;/span&gt;
回了一个笑容：&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;『嗯……』&lt;/span&gt;

回到家里这那酸，
全怪坐式不正确。
全身酸痛写博客，
写完有种成就感。

以上就是今日事，
漫长假期的开始……
&lt;span id="ctl00_MainContentPlaceholder_ctl01_ctl00_lblEntry"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="ctl00_MainContentPlaceholder_ctl01_ctl00_lblEntry"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817842-630075865388888145?l=duno916.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/feeds/630075865388888145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post_29.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/630075865388888145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/630075865388888145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post_29.html' title='谈谈假期第一天'/><author><name>Duno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122682246965720506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/TJrTT8xGQSI/AAAAAAAAA1w/PhU_7vXk_JQ/S220/(2010-9-15th)+Kah+Wen+Chin+Siang+Surprise+B%27day+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817842.post-3495091245879963663</id><published>2008-09-23T17:20:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T15:14:41.277+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='今日的他...'/><title type='text'>幸福Tiramisu</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/SNi3DuRcV2I/AAAAAAAAATQ/QmzrKcVZ3bU/s1600-h/DSC00035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/SNi3DuRcV2I/AAAAAAAAATQ/QmzrKcVZ3bU/s200/DSC00035.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249146640288995170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;幸福Tiramisu
(虽然是融化了啦……)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
今天是他觉得&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;最幸福的一天&lt;/span&gt;
第二次庆祝生日
买了个小小的&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Tiramisu&lt;/span&gt;
是他们的定情信物

点了蜡烛，美妙的歌声传了出来……

&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Birthday to you～
Happy Birthday to you～
Happy Birthday to 小杰～
Happy Birthday to you......

&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;闭上眼睛许许愿
&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;『希望我们永远开开心心！一辈子幸福快乐！』&lt;/span&gt;
小小的庆祝，足以让他感动

&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;很想流泪……&lt;/span&gt;



这是他一生中
感到最幸福的一天。
也是最接近她的一天……
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817842-3495091245879963663?l=duno916.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/feeds/3495091245879963663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2008/09/tiramisu.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/3495091245879963663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/3495091245879963663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2008/09/tiramisu.html' title='幸福Tiramisu'/><author><name>Duno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122682246965720506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/TJrTT8xGQSI/AAAAAAAAA1w/PhU_7vXk_JQ/S220/(2010-9-15th)+Kah+Wen+Chin+Siang+Surprise+B%27day+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/SNi3DuRcV2I/AAAAAAAAATQ/QmzrKcVZ3bU/s72-c/DSC00035.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817842.post-1302844664933283964</id><published>2008-09-21T11:18:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T12:22:15.849+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='今日的他...'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='生活报告'/><title type='text'>生活报告 1 - 从何起</title><content type='html'>来写写新的一个&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;单元&lt;/span&gt;吧：


&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/SNXLxNRRbrI/AAAAAAAAATI/MhOi64EYjjM/s1600-h/special_report.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/SNXLxNRRbrI/AAAAAAAAATI/MhOi64EYjjM/s200/special_report.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248324987006316210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;生活报告 1 - 从何起&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
～～～～～


&lt;/div&gt;不知从何起，我对很多事情的看法都变了。
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;学业&lt;/span&gt;、&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;友情&lt;/span&gt;、&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;感情&lt;/span&gt;、&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;心情&lt;/span&gt;


&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;学业&lt;/span&gt;。
大致上我的学业是没被影响到什么，
书还是可以继续读，试还是可以继续考
几天前拿到&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;化学&lt;/span&gt;的成绩，
&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;52分&lt;/span&gt;，还算不错，比我预料中高。
还很期待&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;物理&lt;/span&gt;和&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;P.A.&lt;/span&gt; 的成绩，
不过不想看到&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;数学&lt;/span&gt;的。

剩下不到两个月的时间，心里难免会有点紧张。
身边的人个个都开始&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;闭门修炼&lt;/span&gt;了
而我呢？
在一旁&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;逍遥自在&lt;/span&gt;、&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;游手好闲&lt;/span&gt;、&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;无忧无虑&lt;/span&gt;。
我觉得我是太有信心、过于乐观了吧
应该改一改。

&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;友情&lt;/span&gt;。
在生活中，朋友是很重要的一部分
一生中不能没有&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;朋友&lt;/span&gt;。
我是有不少&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;朋友&lt;/span&gt;，
但我的圈子并不大。
知心的有几个？
能听我说故事的又有多少个？
每当看到别人有心事却没人好诉苦，
没地方好发泄。
想了想……
其实自己也没有。

也许自从那件事后，我对大家的看法有了&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;180度急转弯&lt;/span&gt;。
疑心越来越重，信任越来越少。
总觉得很多人都对我改观了：
在他们的眼中，我不再是以前的我
&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;变了&lt;/span&gt;。&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;坏了&lt;/span&gt;。&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;走了&lt;/span&gt;。&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;不见了&lt;/span&gt;。
或许我想太多了
可能比往常更多
但只要这一切没影响到我的心情，
&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;我也懒得去理会。

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;感情&lt;/span&gt;。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;相信&lt;span&gt;在大家的眼中，很多人都会认为我已经有了另一半。
有时有人会问，但我知道那些只不过是&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;敷衍的问&lt;/span&gt;
答案已经知道了，问来只是为了&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;找话题说&lt;/span&gt;，&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;找东西三八&lt;/span&gt;
最记得有一个人问了后，我都还没回答到他就转身不理我。
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;根本都不想听我说话。&lt;/span&gt;
话说回来，至今我还未承认过我在来往
人，总会觉得自己所看到听到的事情都是真的。
Superficial. Mere superficial.
除了这些，我们还会有什么话题吗？

感情的事情我并不觉得有影响到什么
在别人眼中也许是另一回事，我不知道。
在别人眼中也许我过得很幸福，我不知道。
不过我真的很幸福吗？

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;心情&lt;/span&gt;。
心情大致上有起有落
想到星期三和星期五，拿这两天来比较，
我会觉得很想哭。
很多次我的眼泪都差点掉出来，但我还是忍了过去。
看着其他的人有那么多那么好的朋友，我会觉得……
为何我会选到这条路？
为何我会有这种生活？

如果当初我去远远的地方读书，
或许今天我就不会这样堕落了。
这种生活开心吗？
不，应该说，
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;这种生活叫我怎么开心？&lt;/span&gt;
很多次我说开心都只是为了让大家不要为我担心
都只是我觉得我是开心的。
但心里的我
好想躲在一个角落，静静的哭……


&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;～～～～～
&lt;/div&gt;
一而再的提醒自己，还剩两个月罢了
我恨不得离开这里，过自己的生活
我讨厌自己，讨厌一切
但我还是得过着这种生活。
希望有一天我睡醒后，一切都会变得不一样
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;事实就是这样的残忍。&lt;/span&gt;
每天起身后还得面对同样的事情。



&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;
***报告结束***
日期：2008年9月21日
时间：中午12时
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817842-1302844664933283964?l=duno916.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/feeds/1302844664933283964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2008/09/1.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/1302844664933283964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/1302844664933283964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2008/09/1.html' title='生活报告 1 - 从何起'/><author><name>Duno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122682246965720506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/TJrTT8xGQSI/AAAAAAAAA1w/PhU_7vXk_JQ/S220/(2010-9-15th)+Kah+Wen+Chin+Siang+Surprise+B%27day+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/SNXLxNRRbrI/AAAAAAAAATI/MhOi64EYjjM/s72-c/special_report.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817842.post-8519348966555119073</id><published>2008-09-19T21:37:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T22:07:36.167+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='今日的他...'/><title type='text'>十几个人，三个生日，一个派对</title><content type='html'>Activity summary :


几天前第三班的人有来问我今天要不要跟他们一起出门
说是为朋友们庆祝：
&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;碧欣&lt;/span&gt;（写对吧？）、&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;美贞&lt;/span&gt;、还有&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;我&lt;/span&gt;
反正今天星期五，没事做，
所以我没想那么多就答应了。

是蛮意外他们会叫我去啦……
放学后就跟着他们去到&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;彩虹广场&lt;/span&gt;走走吃东西
&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;思锋&lt;/span&gt;、&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;宝顺&lt;/span&gt;、&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;文星&lt;/span&gt;、&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;彦豪&lt;/span&gt;、&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;翊雯&lt;/span&gt;、&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;颖靖&lt;/span&gt;（对吗？）、&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;玉如&lt;/span&gt;、&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;碧欣&lt;/span&gt;、&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;丽贞&lt;/span&gt;、&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;美贞&lt;/span&gt;、&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;我&lt;/span&gt;（唯一的物理班代表 &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;T.T&lt;/span&gt; ）

&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;十几个人，三个生日，一个小小的生日派对

&lt;/div&gt;简简单单，却很开心……

最让我意外的是，
他们还特地送我一个小小的礼物！
哇，真的是很感激你们咯！
&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;（只差没感动到掉泪）&lt;/span&gt;
我只是去捧场罢了，并没预料到你们会送我……
那对锁匙圈真的很可爱也很特别
再次谢谢你们哦！


&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;『以后你们就永不分离了。』&lt;/span&gt;
（你们应该是要说这句话吧？哈哈……）


Lurve you all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817842-8519348966555119073?l=duno916.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/feeds/8519348966555119073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post_19.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/8519348966555119073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/8519348966555119073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post_19.html' title='十几个人，三个生日，一个派对'/><author><name>Duno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122682246965720506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/TJrTT8xGQSI/AAAAAAAAA1w/PhU_7vXk_JQ/S220/(2010-9-15th)+Kah+Wen+Chin+Siang+Surprise+B%27day+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817842.post-2120168201134568082</id><published>2008-09-16T17:15:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T21:10:26.274+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='今日的他...'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='心情记载'/><title type='text'>心情记载 16 - 19岁的那一天</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/SM-DsGKIDkI/AAAAAAAAAS4/gktqM0O2s18/s1600-h/bday2.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/SM-DsGKIDkI/AAAAAAAAAS4/gktqM0O2s18/s400/bday2.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246556884500483650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;2008年9月16日：&lt;/span&gt;


又到了9月16日咯！今天可是大日子哦！
听说安华已经rampas 到 kuasa 了……
不过重点当然不在这里啦。
哈哈～～

今天是我和&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;美贞&lt;/span&gt;的生日
一起踏入了19岁咯！
不过今天我们还得考数学……
心情是有点被影响到啦，不过心情还是很好
因为这次的考试我的乐观回来了！
这次的数学我觉得还okey吧……
大多数会做
不过很难讲的，有时期望太高，失望更大。
不过我习惯了。

这几天其实还发生蛮多事情的：
星期六那天我载了振祥进皇后之后，我就亲自跑去皇后广场买礼物纸啦、彩带等等
本来已经预料好了的：
星期六星期日两天准备礼物；
星期一就包礼物
哪里知道这几天的时间太紧迫了，还得读书
还好在最后一分钟来得及准备好。

生日当天，也就是今天
一大清早驾车驾到国光那里时才想起……
&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;『哎呀！糟糕！礼物忘了带！』&lt;/span&gt;
昨晚还特地放在书桌上，结果今天还是忘了拿
只记得拿数学课本
&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;『什么木头脑啦！』&lt;/span&gt;

去到学校进到礼堂，就有一些朋友来祝福：
&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;健勇&lt;/span&gt;、&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;阿yap&lt;/span&gt;、&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;阿赖&lt;/span&gt;、&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;思锋&lt;/span&gt;、&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;志雄&lt;/span&gt;、&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;慧萍&lt;/span&gt;、&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;紫环&lt;/span&gt;、&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;佩珊&lt;/span&gt;、&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;美美&lt;/span&gt;、&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;立荣&lt;/span&gt;、&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;丽宜&lt;/span&gt;、&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;芷娴&lt;/span&gt;、&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Elsie&lt;/span&gt;、&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;永捷&lt;/span&gt;、等等……
当然没忘了最早报道的&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;雪黎&lt;/span&gt;～
昨晚十一点多就发来了^^
谢谢你们哦！

还有还有，也要谢谢&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;美贞&lt;/span&gt;和&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;欣洁&lt;/span&gt;，
谢谢你们送的礼物哦！
我真的很喜欢你们送的礼物！
（也是我唯一收到的两个小小礼物啦）

虽然没什么隆重的庆祝派对，但渐渐领悟到
“&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;简单也是一种快乐&lt;/span&gt;”
哈哈，我还蛮快乐了……

其实今天算是很可惜了……
很多idea 都因情况所逼，被迫打消。
（想知道的话就问我吧，因为这种东西不方便写出来，嘻嘻）
（&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;雪黎&lt;/span&gt;，我觉得你会问我的咯。哈哈～）



如果那些事情都发生的话
我肯定会被感动到流出泪来……



&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;19岁的生日，果然与往常&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;不一样&lt;/span&gt;……&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/SM-DCglpheI/AAAAAAAAASo/KhgkF0WIc6Y/s1600-h/bday.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/SM-DCglpheI/AAAAAAAAASo/KhgkF0WIc6Y/s400/bday.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246556170040739298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817842-2120168201134568082?l=duno916.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/feeds/2120168201134568082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2008/09/19.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/2120168201134568082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/2120168201134568082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2008/09/19.html' title='心情记载 16 - 19岁的那一天'/><author><name>Duno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122682246965720506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/TJrTT8xGQSI/AAAAAAAAA1w/PhU_7vXk_JQ/S220/(2010-9-15th)+Kah+Wen+Chin+Siang+Surprise+B%27day+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/SM-DsGKIDkI/AAAAAAAAAS4/gktqM0O2s18/s72-c/bday2.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817842.post-4993822500205715144</id><published>2008-09-12T17:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T17:50:42.552+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><title type='text'>我的朋友，希望还有</title><content type='html'>送你一首简单的诗……
&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;写得不是很好啦……呵呵……&lt;/span&gt;



&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;我的朋友，她不见了。&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; 开朗的她，跑去哪了？&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt; 我很害怕，感到意外；&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt; 我找了找，她仍不在。&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; 心事重重，却不肯说；&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; 帮了别人，自己却弱。&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; 与其自担，不如说出，&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; 放开心房，瞭望远处。&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;有个朋友，默默等她，&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;并非期待，她去爱他……&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;考试期间，难免压力，&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;虽然如此，还得尽力。&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;烦了考试，还有烦恼，&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;煎熬日子，该往哪跑？&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;选择逃避，自认懦弱；&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;勇敢面对，找出成果。&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;还没尝试，选择放弃，&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;但又怎知，你尽了力？&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;烦恼来了，并非末日，&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;船到桥头，自然会直。&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;在绝望中，我的朋友，&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;牢牢记得，希望还有……&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817842-4993822500205715144?l=duno916.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/feeds/4993822500205715144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post_12.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/4993822500205715144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/4993822500205715144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post_12.html' title='我的朋友，希望还有'/><author><name>Duno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122682246965720506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/TJrTT8xGQSI/AAAAAAAAA1w/PhU_7vXk_JQ/S220/(2010-9-15th)+Kah+Wen+Chin+Siang+Surprise+B%27day+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817842.post-1903730217617501164</id><published>2008-09-08T15:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T16:04:25.828+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='今日的他...'/><title type='text'>All I ever wanted... is believe...</title><content type='html'>为您介绍：
今天部落格多加了一首歌

&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Jim Brickman - All I Ever Wanted&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;/div&gt;起初我还以为是一首歌，原来是钢琴曲。
蛮好听的一首钢琴曲……

现在如果你没按到什么的话，你就会听到那首曲子……
&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;清馨……&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;陶醉……&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;～～～～～
&lt;/div&gt;
谈谈今天的预考
三小时的 &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;P.Am 2&lt;/span&gt;，还算顺利
作文我随便写了些废话；
理解文并不难；
Graph 画得还不错（应该没错吧）；
最后一项也是写得蛮顺利

当然，这些只是我的想法。
真正对不对，等成绩出来了就知道了
又要再次接受残酷的事实
一生中我接受了多少次打击……？

明天就是期待已久的&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; 《化学》&lt;/span&gt;
这几个星期的&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;半读半烦&lt;/span&gt;是否会有成果
是时候考验考验了。

无论如何，心情还是最重要。
曾经听说过：
&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;『不管你读了多少，一旦你没信心的上考场，在怎么聪明都是假的。没信心你哪可能会想出什么？』&lt;/span&gt;
曾经也认为：
&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;『考试嘛，只要你乐观，一直相信自己的答案是对的，那你拿到好成绩的机率就会比较高。』&lt;/span&gt;
要以乐观来面对考试，那你的成绩就会很好的了。

&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;『就算是 "believe" 中间也隐藏了一个 "lie" ……』&lt;/span&gt;
但这个 &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;"lie"&lt;/span&gt; 是&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;隐藏着&lt;/span&gt;、是&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;被包围着的&lt;/span&gt;……
整体上来看，只要你相信，这个 &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;"lie"&lt;/span&gt; 就不会存在了。


也许我很傻；

或许太天真；



&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;但我依然相信。
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817842-1903730217617501164?l=duno916.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/feeds/1903730217617501164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2008/09/all-i-ever-wanted-is-believe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/1903730217617501164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/1903730217617501164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2008/09/all-i-ever-wanted-is-believe.html' title='All I ever wanted... is believe...'/><author><name>Duno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122682246965720506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/TJrTT8xGQSI/AAAAAAAAA1w/PhU_7vXk_JQ/S220/(2010-9-15th)+Kah+Wen+Chin+Siang+Surprise+B%27day+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817842.post-7278703217708023975</id><published>2008-09-07T11:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T11:36:16.461+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='今日的他...'/><title type='text'>开始了</title><content type='html'>要我一天不上网还蛮困难的……
不过我还是得做到。

今天9月7日，将会是我们欢乐、放纵的最后一天
明天8日，开始了～

&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;《预考》&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;不知道为什么，就是没有那种紧张的心情
一点都不怕、也似乎没有压力
但心里明白，这次的考试不是开玩笑的了
预考不是月考，不是测验
别人也是无精打采的，没心读书，天天发呆，胡思乱想
不知不觉，我也被影响了……

这种关系，快乐吗？
这种思念，值得吗？

一而再的问自己
而答案……
却无处可找。

现在就不要烦这些先吧
我的找回我自己，收拾心情，找回我的勇气
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;面对考试的勇气&lt;/span&gt;

今天才发现，你昨天写了部落格
今天才发现，原来外表开朗的你只不过是一种掩饰
虽然听你说过你的心事比我更多，但我不曾相信
&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;问你时，你也不愿意说出来&lt;/span&gt;
但从你的部落格我看得出
你不只要面对考试的压力，还得面对心事的捆绑
以前你还会说出一些些，但最近你比较少了
&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;问你时，你也不愿意说出来&lt;/span&gt;
你是担心会把我弄得更烦吗？
&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;你真傻……&lt;/span&gt;
那我就没增加你的烦恼吗？

有时侯，我们也需要一个听众
聆听我们的心，在说话……
别担心会烦到我，你需要聆听者时，
我还是会在你左右……


&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;明天
开始了～
&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;『只要你考出好成绩，我已经心满意足了。不用担心我，我寄望你考出好的成绩来！加油哦！』&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817842-7278703217708023975?l=duno916.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/feeds/7278703217708023975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post_07.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/7278703217708023975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/7278703217708023975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post_07.html' title='开始了'/><author><name>Duno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122682246965720506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/TJrTT8xGQSI/AAAAAAAAA1w/PhU_7vXk_JQ/S220/(2010-9-15th)+Kah+Wen+Chin+Siang+Surprise+B%27day+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817842.post-3618406969497244639</id><published>2008-09-04T16:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T16:39:57.424+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='今日的他...'/><title type='text'>100颗心意</title><content type='html'>不知不觉，这已经是我这个部落格的

&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;～第一百篇部落格～&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;好快哦……
趁这个难得的机会，我想写点东西纪念纪念。

&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;～～～～～
&lt;/div&gt;
很快的，进入了9月份。
下星期就开始&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;预考&lt;/span&gt;了，不过还是没什么心读书
惨啦，怎样去面对这次的考试？
上网时都没看见其他人
Hmm, 全部应该都是在忙着读书了吧？
很奇怪的是，我一点紧张的感觉都没有。
&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;阿yap&lt;/span&gt;今天也说过：
&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;『不知道咧，就没什么紧张的心情。』&lt;/span&gt;
不知道是否是真的假的，我还是好好地准备准备一下吧。

9月份对我来说还蛮重要的
9月是我新的开始、过着一个新的生活、有着新的思想
有很多事情发生：
还记得两年前的今天，9月4日，世界有名的鳄鱼先生 Steve "Crocodile Hunter" Irwin 在拍摄一部海底纪录片是被魔鬼鱼刺到心脏过世了……

不提这些啦，是时候收拾心情面对预考了。
9月8日，&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;预考&lt;/span&gt;开始咯！
朋友们，一起加油吧！

9月1日是一个很重要的日子
是我开始了新的生活的第一天
虽然这个生活难免会有点“&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;凹凸不平&lt;/span&gt;”，“&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;动荡不稳&lt;/span&gt;”
但我还是得坚持的走过，至少我曾活过这种生活，多多少少留下一点点的“&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;美好回忆&lt;/span&gt;”……

&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;『只要相信，奇迹就会出现。』&lt;/span&gt;
我很喜欢用这句话来安慰、鼓励自己
考试时只要带着乐观的心情去考，那你的成绩出来是就会跟你一样&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;乐观&lt;/span&gt;～
其实不只考试，凡事都是要用乐观的态度去看待。
&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;『不管什么事都会有好的一面。』&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;芷娴&lt;/span&gt;学妹曾说过这句话，觉得还蛮有意义的。

To all my friends who are facing major examinations,

&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;加油哦！&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
9月还蛮多生日的：
&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;凯莉&lt;/span&gt;（9月2日）
&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;佳敏&lt;/span&gt;（9月4日）
&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;昌义&lt;/span&gt;（好像是9月8日）
&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;百八车&lt;/span&gt;（9月16日）
&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;我&lt;/span&gt;（9月16日）
&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;美贞&lt;/span&gt;（9月16日）
&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;奕彬&lt;/span&gt;（9月17日）
&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;芷娴&lt;/span&gt;（9月29日）
（其他的我就不记得了……）

考完试过后也许会很忙
9月17日，&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;预考&lt;/span&gt;考完咯！
&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;奕彬&lt;/span&gt;也生日咯！
19岁了，不要再那么幼稚了哦！哈哈……
还有9月16日，她和我也是一起变成19岁一族了～
至于礼物嘛……再想看吧。
心意比较重要。哈哈！
希望会收到很多朋友的祝福、礼物、等等～
还有还有，很多朋友也是在9月中回来新山
很期待和你们见面！


不过在这些&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;欢乐巅峰&lt;/span&gt;之前，&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;我们一起努力面对考试吧！&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;GO~ ^^&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817842-3618406969497244639?l=duno916.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/feeds/3618406969497244639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2008/09/100.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/3618406969497244639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/3618406969497244639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2008/09/100.html' title='100颗心意'/><author><name>Duno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122682246965720506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/TJrTT8xGQSI/AAAAAAAAA1w/PhU_7vXk_JQ/S220/(2010-9-15th)+Kah+Wen+Chin+Siang+Surprise+B%27day+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817842.post-7594247186388494739</id><published>2008-09-01T20:52:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T21:33:32.649+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='今日的他...'/><title type='text'>空心蛋壳</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/SLvlzOXcM0I/AAAAAAAAARU/y11SU7TFShA/s1600-h/eggshell.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/SLvlzOXcM0I/AAAAAAAAARU/y11SU7TFShA/s200/eggshell.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241035259568206658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
可以说
我现在的情况就像空心的蛋壳吧。
鸡蛋被打开了，里面的&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;蛋黄&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;蛋白&lt;/span&gt;都涌了出来
剩下的，只不过是那些蛋壳……

还记得以前中五时，考试要到了我会很紧张
一直会强逼自己不要去碰电脑，硬硬啃书
以前我是多么地用心、多么地发奋
当时，我还是一粒完美的鸡蛋。


距离中六预考只有那区区的七天一星期
以前的我是不会像现在这样，
坐在电脑前面，写这堆废话部落格……

&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;为什么？
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
心里只有一道问题
同样一道问题。

鸡蛋一旦破了，就无法再把它合回去
&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;蛋黄&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;蛋白&lt;/span&gt;漏出来了，就无法装回去
我本身也知道
清清楚楚的明白：

外表上看起来，我似乎是没被影响到什么
书还是可以照读、日子还是可以依旧地过
不过，我发现到
其实我的心里的影响比我预料中还大
这些影响是看不出来的，而是感觉出来
我没有心准备考试就是其中一个征兆……



&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;鸡蛋是个很脆弱的东西。遇到一点点的撞击就会裂开，甚至破裂。&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;鸡蛋最重要的是它的内容：&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;蛋黄&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;蛋白&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;没有了这两样东西，鸡蛋就是一个没有利用价值的空心蛋壳。&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;而我&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;已经成为了那个空心的蛋壳……&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;鸡蛋将会孵出什么样的小鸡，谁都不会知道。&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;就连鸡蛋本身也不会知道&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;不会了解它里面藏有一个小小的生命。&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;身为鸡蛋的我们，又怎么会知道&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;心里那小小的生命是长得怎样的呢？&lt;/span&gt;


原来，我们只不过是不了解自己的鸡蛋……


&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;『曾经认为简单就是一种快乐。但要简单真的那么容易吗……？现在才发现，其实自己快乐根本不算什么。身边的朋友不开心，那我还有什么理由开心？就算生活有一千个伤心的理由，我也要找到一千零一个开心的理由。但我找得到吗……？』&lt;/span&gt; - 小杰
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817842-7594247186388494739?l=duno916.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/feeds/7594247186388494739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/7594247186388494739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/7594247186388494739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post.html' title='空心蛋壳'/><author><name>Duno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122682246965720506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/TJrTT8xGQSI/AAAAAAAAA1w/PhU_7vXk_JQ/S220/(2010-9-15th)+Kah+Wen+Chin+Siang+Surprise+B%27day+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/SLvlzOXcM0I/AAAAAAAAARU/y11SU7TFShA/s72-c/eggshell.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817842.post-7555864060923092731</id><published>2008-08-28T17:55:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T18:16:49.881+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='今日的他...'/><title type='text'>晴天那一天</title><content type='html'>今早到学校就&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;下起雨&lt;/span&gt;了
Hmm……
最近老天常不作美，一直下雨
还刮起一阵阵寒风来
很舒服，同时却很辛苦
真可惜我伤风，不然我就会很享受这段日子

&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;『Tengok! Pak Guard （指保安人员） datang!』&lt;/span&gt;
一大清早就穿着那件白色的“&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;海关&lt;/span&gt;”(&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Seagate&lt;/span&gt;) 外衣
是有点不喜欢，不过逼不得已，太冷了
&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;（全身颤抖）&lt;/span&gt;

上课的时间，天空都一直下着雨
中午放学了，老天才舍得停止
补习回来，下午四点多
车子因为省油而不开冷气
顿时间变成&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;烘炉&lt;/span&gt;，再加上&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;塞车&lt;/span&gt;
真是耐心大考验

几天前发现到，有颗牙齿好像&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;蛀&lt;/span&gt;了
平时都很少吃糖果的我，获知这个消息后真的是会很震憾
而且每天也有刷牙
Hmm
真可怕，要好好照顾我的牙齿了

我的伤风也好起来了
晴朗的那天
心情也跟着&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;开朗&lt;/span&gt;起来……


&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;这样开开心心地过日子不是更好吗？
我还去理那些无相关的事情干嘛？
&lt;/div&gt;看开点
少烦那些不三不四的东西
切记：过自己的生活就好
给自己多点信心吧～
Go, and continue your journey~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817842-7555864060923092731?l=duno916.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/feeds/7555864060923092731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2008/08/blog-post_28.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/7555864060923092731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/7555864060923092731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2008/08/blog-post_28.html' title='晴天那一天'/><author><name>Duno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122682246965720506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/TJrTT8xGQSI/AAAAAAAAA1w/PhU_7vXk_JQ/S220/(2010-9-15th)+Kah+Wen+Chin+Siang+Surprise+B%27day+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817842.post-3095062066320710748</id><published>2008-08-26T18:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T18:57:42.946+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='今日的他...'/><title type='text'>最近我发现</title><content type='html'>最近我发现
他跟朋友的距离被拉远了
熟语说：
&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Ignorance is bliss&lt;/span&gt;
其含义为不知道比知道还好
一点都没错。

最近我发现
他似乎已成为了班上的路人甲
也许这是他自找的
照片里有他的唯有区区那几张
也许这并不算什么
也许是因为他不喜欢拍照
也许……

最近我发现
他的存在已经不是大家所在乎的了
有时候在班上主动找他说话的人可以少过5个人
虽然他一直告诉自己不要在乎此事
但他还是无法默默地承受
这个……

最近我发现
他已经不属于那班了
好谈的朋友都不跟他同班
知心的朋友也都不在他左右
有啥办法？
唯有慢慢走完这段人生……

最近我发现
自从上次那件事后
大家似乎都很害怕他生气
以前的玩笑已不存在了
以前的讽刺也都没了
剩下的只有那些外人在搞怪
那些不知道发生什么事情的人……

&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;又或者是他们已经知道了&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;整个场面只不过是装出来的？&lt;/span&gt;

最近我发现
部落格的点击次数还算okey
但总觉得少了一些些东西
是不是因为那件事，大家都……？
这应该说是&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;“自找”&lt;/span&gt;的吗？


我也懒得去管、懒得去知道
反正剩下的日子也不多
我应该好好珍惜现在的时光才对
而不是转头看过去

嗯，要这样才对。
应该这样才对！


毕竟，
&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Ignorance is bliss...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31817842-3095062066320710748?l=duno916.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/feeds/3095062066320710748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2008/08/blog-post_26.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/3095062066320710748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31817842/posts/default/3095062066320710748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duno916.blogspot.com/2008/08/blog-post_26.html' title='最近我发现'/><author><name>Duno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122682246965720506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6F9llTywly8/TJrTT8xGQSI/AAAAAAAAA1w/PhU_7vXk_JQ/S220/(2010-9-15th)+Kah+Wen+Chin+Siang+Surprise+B%27day+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
