<?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-6950646797307317863</id><updated>2012-02-16T07:42:25.843-08:00</updated><category term='unpredictable'/><category term='the annoying orange'/><category term='20th century boy'/><category term='My little airport'/><category term='eat'/><category term='food'/><category term='study'/><category term='apple'/><category term='sun'/><category term='T-Rex'/><category term='background music'/><category term='music'/><category term='pendrive'/><category term='cloudy'/><title type='text'>Cincai Write</title><subtitle type='html'>Take it easy...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leopardishere.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6950646797307317863/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leopardishere.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Mr. Dust</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>23</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6950646797307317863.post-6922466302500077684</id><published>2010-08-23T10:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T10:34:36.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the new chapter</title><content type='html'>I become what I've not expect before.&lt;br /&gt;Indeed it is good.&lt;br /&gt;Something good is happening.&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy. That's it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I hope, I will happy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6950646797307317863-6922466302500077684?l=leopardishere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leopardishere.blogspot.com/feeds/6922466302500077684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leopardishere.blogspot.com/2010/08/new-chapter.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6950646797307317863/posts/default/6922466302500077684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6950646797307317863/posts/default/6922466302500077684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leopardishere.blogspot.com/2010/08/new-chapter.html' title='the new chapter'/><author><name>Mr. Dust</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6950646797307317863.post-32881376226534410</id><published>2010-07-06T10:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T10:19:22.035-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Keeping my blog's background as white, don't wanna change the new templates provided by blogspot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another month arrive, and I'm still wondering why.&lt;br /&gt;If I have a goal, I'll die for it.&lt;br /&gt;Till now, I'm always know what I don't want, but still not really know what really do I want?&lt;br /&gt;A beautiful question mark plotted, a ___________ blank yet to be filled in.&lt;br /&gt;But I believe soon, very soon, I'm gonna get my way.&lt;br /&gt;Grab the steering wheel, and turn to the way I want.&lt;br /&gt;Get the remote control, switch to the channel I want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do I want? What do I need?&lt;br /&gt;and the answer now that only can be provided is UNKNOWN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However,&lt;br /&gt;at least I figure out what do I do not want/do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6950646797307317863-32881376226534410?l=leopardishere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leopardishere.blogspot.com/feeds/32881376226534410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leopardishere.blogspot.com/2010/07/keeping-my-blogs-background-as-white.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6950646797307317863/posts/default/32881376226534410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6950646797307317863/posts/default/32881376226534410'/><link 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6950646797307317863/posts/default/9180866628304365708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leopardishere.blogspot.com/2010/06/woodstock-by-matthews-southern-comfort.html' title='Woodstock by Matthews Southern Comfort'/><author><name>Mr. Dust</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6950646797307317863.post-2441991007508596643</id><published>2010-05-17T07:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T07:34:14.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No border</title><content type='html'>One day, everybody woke up and find their way out of here.&lt;br /&gt;Only me, and me only still couldn't find the way out.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I feel that we are the rubbish that being thrown in a huge tunnel.&lt;br /&gt;Indeed we are human being.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone starts to think what to do, rather than just waiting the time of death.&lt;br /&gt;Being angel or demon is not your own choice, perhaps it is fixed.&lt;br /&gt;You are a robot that were set to be an angel or a demon.&lt;br /&gt;However, sometimes or most of the time, you may change it.&lt;br /&gt;Change is your right, your power.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, some people managed to get out from the dump.&lt;br /&gt;He climbs; She cries; They run.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not greedy, I'll walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, people cry and laugh.&lt;br /&gt;In the end, people woke up.&lt;br /&gt;In the end, I'll wake up and walk out of this dump.&lt;br /&gt;And I hope I won't miss this dump anymore and will walk in a best posture to a best place, for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6950646797307317863-2441991007508596643?l=leopardishere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leopardishere.blogspot.com/feeds/2441991007508596643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leopardishere.blogspot.com/2010/05/no-border.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6950646797307317863/posts/default/2441991007508596643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6950646797307317863/posts/default/2441991007508596643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leopardishere.blogspot.com/2010/05/no-border.html' title='No border'/><author><name>Mr. Dust</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6950646797307317863.post-8280393519337724227</id><published>2010-04-10T19:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T19:05:23.179-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The end is another beginning</title><content type='html'>I've tried.&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew I'll be good.&lt;br /&gt;I just know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope to be like somebody, the kind of people who know what they want.&lt;br /&gt;I just don't want to runaway.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a coward, of course.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe just like a sheep, lost in a big road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can choose, I know.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I don't know what to choose.&lt;br /&gt;Once I've made the decision, no matter what, I know I can get it.&lt;br /&gt;My life is always lucky.&lt;br /&gt;I knew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like what wrote in the "Secret" book.&lt;br /&gt;Actually I've experienced it.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how other people's thinking.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps they are many people just like me.&lt;br /&gt;We are lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some said if a person still don't know what he or she wants after 18, it is the failure of education.&lt;br /&gt;Indeed, and it's my failure.&lt;br /&gt;I've set the "short goal".&lt;br /&gt;Last time I just want to enter university.&lt;br /&gt;That time, my results in school are in the middle standard.&lt;br /&gt;I'm always in the middle, neither the best or the worst, I mean results.&lt;br /&gt;Hence, I'm very appreciate what I've got till now.&lt;br /&gt;Now, the end of university's life almost come.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm totally lost in the pathway.&lt;br /&gt;I always know what I don't want, but don't know what I want actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worst thing is time is forcing me to think.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, think, think and always thinking.&lt;br /&gt;Emmm, hope got a decision, as soon as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking of seek help from others.&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, I think nobody can help even they wish to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6950646797307317863-8280393519337724227?l=leopardishere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leopardishere.blogspot.com/feeds/8280393519337724227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leopardishere.blogspot.com/2010/04/end-is-another-beginning.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6950646797307317863/posts/default/8280393519337724227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6950646797307317863/posts/default/8280393519337724227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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If added, burden exist.&lt;br /&gt;Honest speaks. You said, I'm really a bad guy. I should change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indeed, change is the most challenging task now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's seems like playing hide and seek between 2 personalities inside me.&lt;br /&gt;I want the whole picture, not just a piece of a jigsaw puzzle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When?&lt;br /&gt;When is the day that I can see the whole picture?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the truth of angel is hypocrite&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;If the truth of demon is honesty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you like be my angel or my demon?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6950646797307317863-1702588815201074582?l=leopardishere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leopardishere.blogspot.com/feeds/1702588815201074582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leopardishere.blogspot.com/2010/03/challenge.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6950646797307317863/posts/default/1702588815201074582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6950646797307317863/posts/default/1702588815201074582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leopardishere.blogspot.com/2010/03/challenge.html' title='Challenge'/><author><name>Mr. Dust</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6950646797307317863.post-2546722977676710946</id><published>2010-02-21T18:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T18:47:23.083-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Short notes</title><content type='html'>&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Although still in CNY mood, other things should be given priorities instead of relaxing too much.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The end still far away from me, I still can chase what I want.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm still young, indeed. I believe I can fly, one day.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Yes, I'm better than yesterday.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wake up in the morning is not so difficult, but after wake up doing something really meaningful is an option.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I fight, I don't want run away.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm not coward, I have to, I must BRAVE.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I know, what I don't know will be figure out soon.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm lost, but I know I will find my way.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'll find my way, the real my way.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6950646797307317863-2546722977676710946?l=leopardishere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leopardishere.blogspot.com/feeds/2546722977676710946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leopardishere.blogspot.com/2010/02/short-notes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6950646797307317863/posts/default/2546722977676710946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6950646797307317863/posts/default/2546722977676710946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leopardishere.blogspot.com/2010/02/short-notes.html' title='Short notes'/><author><name>Mr. Dust</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6950646797307317863.post-3218310194145472446</id><published>2010-01-30T21:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T21:22:06.356-08:00</updated><title type='text'>laptop don't die</title><content type='html'>Recently always got weird experience about my laptop.&lt;br /&gt;I know it already 4 years old, but i hope it can survive until I graduate.&lt;br /&gt;The problem today is:&lt;br /&gt;The speaker of laptop no sound, but got sound when listen through earphone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I plan to call DELL customer service at first, but my handphone left not much credit.&lt;br /&gt;I tried to go setting in control panel, nothing special, all normal. &lt;br /&gt;I tried to do system restore still useless.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I google.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what i got:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.askmehelpdesk.com/laptops/hp-laptop-speaker-no-sound-but-can-hear-through-headset-132240.html"&gt;HP laptop speaker no sound: but can hear through headset&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;...The headphone input jack is stuck, there is a small switch inside the jack which shuts off the speakers when headphones are plugged in. When the headphones are pulled out, the speakers turn on again.....&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;...Rather than bringing my computer to get fixed, I just took a pair of headphones and inserted them into the jack repeatedly, at different speeds. Mostly what worked was putting it in and pulling it out rather quickly. have a song playing looped while you do it so that you can tell if it worked or not. It will take some time and patience...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although my laptop is not HP brand, but it is useful!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6950646797307317863-3218310194145472446?l=leopardishere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leopardishere.blogspot.com/feeds/3218310194145472446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leopardishere.blogspot.com/2010/01/laptop-dont-die.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6950646797307317863/posts/default/3218310194145472446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6950646797307317863/posts/default/3218310194145472446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leopardishere.blogspot.com/2010/01/laptop-dont-die.html' title='laptop don&apos;t die'/><author><name>Mr. Dust</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6950646797307317863.post-6301233602668144905</id><published>2010-01-10T23:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T23:08:54.501-08:00</updated><title type='text'>English</title><content type='html'>Erm, I should write more in English.&lt;br /&gt;Actually I tried to read English news everyday but the internet connection in my room is not really stable.&lt;br /&gt;I have to and I must improve my English writing skill.&lt;br /&gt;If just conversation, I'm ok when speaking in English and I can communicate even with foreigner in English.&lt;br /&gt;However, when I need to write in English I found that I can't write well.&lt;br /&gt;I took more than 10 minutes just now when trying to email a professor (actually only one paragraph!)&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh...&lt;br /&gt;I really have to work harder...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6950646797307317863-6301233602668144905?l=leopardishere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leopardishere.blogspot.com/feeds/6301233602668144905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leopardishere.blogspot.com/2010/01/english.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6950646797307317863/posts/default/6301233602668144905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6950646797307317863/posts/default/6301233602668144905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leopardishere.blogspot.com/2010/01/english.html' title='English'/><author><name>Mr. Dust</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6950646797307317863.post-1151865255272960847</id><published>2010-01-08T09:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T02:13:47.154-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the annoying orange'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='apple'/><title type='text'>Introducing The Annoying Orange!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The Annoying Orange is good to release stress.&lt;br /&gt;I like it so much!&lt;br /&gt;hehahahahahahahahahhahahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How could an orange become so annoying and yet so famous now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Let me introduce &lt;b&gt;THE ANNOYING ORANGE&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;This orange is indeed annoying but i like it so much! Especially it's laughing voice... hehahahahahaha &lt;br /&gt;It's funny!&lt;br /&gt;Till now got 4 episodes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Episode 1&lt;/b&gt;: When the annoying orange met an apple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;[Hey apple hey apple apple hey... ]&lt;br /&gt;I put this subtitle version, got chinese translation: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="265" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/Z2Hcsy09DqA&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/Z2Hcsy09DqA&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Episode 2&lt;/b&gt;: Plumpkin... the annoying orange insists that pumpkin is his brother...&lt;br /&gt;[you are the biggest orange i've ever seen!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="265" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/r-wSCOZskNQ&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/r-wSCOZskNQ&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Episode 3&lt;/b&gt;: "toe-may-toe"... I think the annoying orange is missing the apple...&lt;br /&gt;[you are red, so you're an apple...] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="265" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/ms-cwBkibi0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/ms-cwBkibi0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Episode 4&lt;/b&gt;: Sandy Claus&lt;br /&gt;[are you a fruit or a vegetable?]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="265" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/VXbA1RYVu9k&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/VXbA1RYVu9k&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;What a coincidence, a junior gave me a red apple tonight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;hey apple hey apple apple hey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6950646797307317863-1151865255272960847?l=leopardishere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leopardishere.blogspot.com/feeds/1151865255272960847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leopardishere.blogspot.com/2010/01/introducing-annoying-orange.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6950646797307317863/posts/default/1151865255272960847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6950646797307317863/posts/default/1151865255272960847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leopardishere.blogspot.com/2010/01/introducing-annoying-orange.html' title='Introducing The Annoying Orange!'/><author><name>Mr. Dust</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6950646797307317863.post-3994228077374101616</id><published>2010-01-02T17:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T01:51:05.300-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Running</title><content type='html'>Back from a short vacation in Singapore. Feel great and tired too. My body is not as young as my age, perhaps. Felt quite easy tired in this vacation. Although we walk much than usual, still shouldn't be as tired as now. I think is time to make some excercise to make my body stronger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm enjoying this trip and having a rest and free from those works. Countdown in Singapore is better than countdown in Sungai Wang 4 years ago. It is indeed crowded but at least all of us are able to move freely. Unlike Sungai Wang, we were like sardine between a sandwich.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many funny things happened in this trip, include we were at the wrong direction when watching the fireworks during countdown to 2010!!! The view was blocked by some buildings but we thought we were at the correct position! However, we follow the crowd run to the other street and continue watching the fireworks. That means we were running during the first 2 minutes of year 2010! XD Thanks to my 4 friends who went to Singapore with me, you guys are great companions and I'm so happy in this trip. I'm also missing my 3 old friends although we just met yesterday because it's hard to meet each others nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, back to reality to continue working after a happy journey is really suffering. Time won't wait me and I should wake up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year everyone. I hope we can get what we want if we really striving for it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6950646797307317863-3994228077374101616?l=leopardishere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leopardishere.blogspot.com/feeds/3994228077374101616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leopardishere.blogspot.com/2010/01/running.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6950646797307317863/posts/default/3994228077374101616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6950646797307317863/posts/default/3994228077374101616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leopardishere.blogspot.com/2010/01/running.html' title='Running'/><author><name>Mr. Dust</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6950646797307317863.post-8303687453094160885</id><published>2009-12-17T20:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T20:46:21.186-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My little airport'/><title type='text'>Frankie Wants to be Alone  by My Little Airport</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="295" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/amVUeSzpztU&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/amVUeSzpztU&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylittleairport.com/"&gt;My Little Airport&lt;/a&gt; is an indie band from Hong Kong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics/Compose: Ah P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His name is Frankie, likes to drink green tea. And I noticed him, when I was 16. &lt;br /&gt;We discussed about Christy, &lt;br /&gt;she was the goddess to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He knows who is Tim, but not closed to him. &lt;br /&gt;Though they both like film, they have different dreams. &lt;br /&gt;Frankie wants to be lonely, &lt;br /&gt;He needs no one to agree. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He walks alone in school, no one think he is cool. &lt;br /&gt;He never studies hard, but he always gets high mark. &lt;br /&gt;People think he’s so strange, but he doesn’t wanna change. &lt;br /&gt;All he need is daydreaming. &lt;br /&gt;No one really know his thinking. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He walks alone in school, no one think he is cool.&lt;br /&gt;He never studies hard, but he always gets high mark.&lt;br /&gt;People think he's so strange, but he doesn't want to change.&lt;br /&gt;All he need is daydreaming.&lt;br /&gt;No one really knows his feeling...  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;********************&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes we need to become Frankie, for a while.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6950646797307317863-8303687453094160885?l=leopardishere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leopardishere.blogspot.com/feeds/8303687453094160885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leopardishere.blogspot.com/2009/12/frankie-wants-to-be-alone-by-my-little.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6950646797307317863/posts/default/8303687453094160885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6950646797307317863/posts/default/8303687453094160885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leopardishere.blogspot.com/2009/12/frankie-wants-to-be-alone-by-my-little.html' title='Frankie Wants to be Alone  by My Little Airport'/><author><name>Mr. Dust</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6950646797307317863.post-3623222793315259887</id><published>2009-12-17T07:42:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T07:49:02.440-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>To Do List</title><content type='html'>A few more days I'll leave my hometown again.&lt;br /&gt;My last holidays in my university's life seems pass so fast or I would like to say "too" fast!&lt;br /&gt;In a blink of a eye, C-H-A-N-G-E&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I become fatter in this wonderful place. I called it home.&lt;br /&gt;eat and Eat and EAT&lt;br /&gt;Indeed this place is fulled of many delicious food.&lt;br /&gt;That 's why impossible to keep fit in penang ok?!&lt;br /&gt;(I'm fatter but still don't want keep fit now)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, is time to list down my TO-DO LIST&lt;br /&gt;Guess what?&lt;br /&gt;Of course is..............................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;EAT laksa&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;EAT koay chap&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;EAT hokkien mee&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strike&gt;EAT bi tai bak(米台目)&lt;/strike&gt; this morning eat jor&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;EAT curry mee&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;EAT!!!!!!!!!!!! HAHAHA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6950646797307317863-3623222793315259887?l=leopardishere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leopardishere.blogspot.com/feeds/3623222793315259887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leopardishere.blogspot.com/2009/12/to-do-list.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6950646797307317863/posts/default/3623222793315259887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6950646797307317863/posts/default/3623222793315259887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leopardishere.blogspot.com/2009/12/to-do-list.html' title='To Do List'/><author><name>Mr. Dust</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6950646797307317863.post-3086459996334148083</id><published>2009-12-07T23:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T23:44:31.847-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pendrive'/><title type='text'>My 8G pendrive's story</title><content type='html'>This the episode 2 from my &lt;a href="http://leopardishere.blogspot.com/2009/12/sad-story-about-my-pendrive.html"&gt;previous post.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, after it finished 'swimming' in the washing machine, I left home 3 days and I left the pendrive to dry in home. 3 days later when I back to home, I connected the pendrive to my laptop after 4 days of the incident, IT WORKS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The happiest thing is all the data in the pendrive is fully protected from the 'flood'!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got the pendrive from a lucky draw and I found that it maybe is limited edition because I did not see it was selling during my visit to PC fair last weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The purpose I publish this post is I want to tell you all that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;PENDRIVE CAN STILL BE USED AFTER IT WAS DROPPED INTO WATER!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cousin and a friend told me before this. I doubted it before. Now I TOTALLY believe it. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6950646797307317863-3086459996334148083?l=leopardishere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leopardishere.blogspot.com/feeds/3086459996334148083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leopardishere.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-8g-pendrives-story.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6950646797307317863/posts/default/3086459996334148083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6950646797307317863/posts/default/3086459996334148083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leopardishere.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-8g-pendrives-story.html' title='My 8G pendrive&apos;s story'/><author><name>Mr. Dust</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6950646797307317863.post-8047080467409756798</id><published>2009-12-01T21:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T21:25:22.642-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pendrive'/><title type='text'>Sad story about my pendrive...</title><content type='html'>I did something stupid just now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I brought my 8G pendrive to somewhere. I put it in the pocket of my pants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I put the pants into washing machine. I checked the pants before put it into the washing machine and make sure it has nothing inside the pocket. Unfortunately, the pendrive is too small. When my aunt asked me something about pendrive, I want to show her my 8G pendrive and I found I can't find it in my room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. It was left in the pocket of that pants!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took it from the pocket. The washing machine finished washed already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm waiting the 8G pendrive to dry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad&lt;br /&gt;T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dotolearn.com/picturecards/images/imageschedule/cry_l.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://www.dotolearn.com/picturecards/images/imageschedule/cry_l.gif" width="190" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6950646797307317863-8047080467409756798?l=leopardishere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leopardishere.blogspot.com/feeds/8047080467409756798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leopardishere.blogspot.com/2009/12/sad-story-about-my-pendrive.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6950646797307317863/posts/default/8047080467409756798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6950646797307317863/posts/default/8047080467409756798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leopardishere.blogspot.com/2009/12/sad-story-about-my-pendrive.html' title='Sad story about my pendrive...'/><author><name>Mr. Dust</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6950646797307317863.post-1676734902093445672</id><published>2009-11-30T21:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T21:58:27.315-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='unpredictable'/><title type='text'>Unpredictable</title><content type='html'>Half of my very "last" holidays had gone. There are only 3 more weeks for my holidays. This is my last holidays during my university life. One more semester or half year later, I'll graduate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some problems arised. Jobless, Final Year Project, continue my study? Every problems come to the end by it's nature selection or human selection. We aren't the decision maker although we are one of the people who involved in the problem. Of course, not every problems continue in long term period. It'll come to the end, soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just like the weather. You saw a very big and huge sun in the sky in the morning, end up a rainy day starts from the noon. Unpredictable. We called it LIFE. Indeed, is VERY unpredictable.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6950646797307317863-1676734902093445672?l=leopardishere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leopardishere.blogspot.com/feeds/1676734902093445672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leopardishere.blogspot.com/2009/11/unpredictable.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6950646797307317863/posts/default/1676734902093445672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6950646797307317863/posts/default/1676734902093445672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leopardishere.blogspot.com/2009/11/unpredictable.html' title='Unpredictable'/><author><name>Mr. Dust</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6950646797307317863.post-5132665840607667448</id><published>2009-11-22T21:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T21:06:17.705-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sick</title><content type='html'>I think I'm going to sick, but at the same time I'm preventing myself to get sick. I hate sick, because I hate medicine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I were in 4- 7 years old, I were very weak. I were always easily sick and I had to eat many medicines during that time. After 7 years old, I started taking pills instead of syrup. I hate syrup so much. Although that time the colour of syrups are quite beautiful but I still remember how disgusting are the smell!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I feel not so well but better than yesterday. I DON'T WANT SICK...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6950646797307317863-5132665840607667448?l=leopardishere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leopardishere.blogspot.com/feeds/5132665840607667448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leopardishere.blogspot.com/2009/11/sick.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6950646797307317863/posts/default/5132665840607667448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6950646797307317863/posts/default/5132665840607667448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leopardishere.blogspot.com/2009/11/sick.html' title='sick'/><author><name>Mr. Dust</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6950646797307317863.post-5713954168766351165</id><published>2009-11-20T00:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T00:48:57.978-08:00</updated><title type='text'>In the afternoon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;No more air-con room.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;There was such a nice room (hostel). I'm sure I'll miss there. My friend said it looked like a 3 stars hotel room. Indeed my 4 months "honeymoon semester" ended officially. I had many first time experiences there. All those happy memories, I'll always remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;She is older now.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;She looks older now. Of course, we can't do anything to reduce the physically changes on human beings. Neither refuse nor reject to being older. You only have to accept the fact that "everyone will become older.". Is fine, stay healthy everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Those past days.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Many things suddenly flashing in my minds. I miss those days when I was in 17. That was a great year for me. I still remember how they gave me a birthday surprise. That is so nice. We were very crazy during that time. Many things happened, many fun we had. I really miss them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Am I mature enough?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;A good question to ask, deserves a good answer from me or prove from me. Some said I'm so young. I know, in your eyes I'm very young because I'm not reach 21 (but soon will be ). I don't care about how old am I. I just want to be a better person. I wish every year, I'll be a better one than last year. My target now is to become a more hardworking person. I am and I was a lazy man. I should be I will be a better one. Will I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6950646797307317863-5713954168766351165?l=leopardishere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leopardishere.blogspot.com/feeds/5713954168766351165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leopardishere.blogspot.com/2009/11/in-afternoon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6950646797307317863/posts/default/5713954168766351165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6950646797307317863/posts/default/5713954168766351165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leopardishere.blogspot.com/2009/11/in-afternoon.html' title='In the afternoon'/><author><name>Mr. Dust</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6950646797307317863.post-646084218673185193</id><published>2009-11-07T21:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T21:44:10.040-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cloudy'/><title type='text'>Still cloudy</title><content type='html'>I can't really differentiate between "morning", "afternoon" and night. &lt;br /&gt;My life is relaxing now after the final exam.&lt;br /&gt;You can feel my teeth is shining when i'm smiling. &lt;br /&gt;Because I'm VERY FREE now.&lt;br /&gt;Although I need to attend some activities after final exam, but it 's ok, still very relaxing now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today wake up by received a phone call from my final year project's supervisor.&lt;br /&gt;He asked me how is my project and I replied him as "conscious" as I could, because actually I'm still very sleepy at the time. I guess I were replying him in a sleepy tone. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning and afternoon almost same these few days. Cloudy weather as usual. The sun hiding don't know somewhere else. I hope my clothes will dry in this kind of weather and please, DON'T RAIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't even bother what is the time. When I feel want to eat, I'll eat; when I feel want to sleep, I'll sleep. Sounds lazy ya? Erm, no reason for me to wake up and sleep follow a fix schedule right? hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow got something to do, so can't like today's life. Ok, I want continue watching my dramas. For those who not yet finish their final exam, all the best ya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6950646797307317863-646084218673185193?l=leopardishere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leopardishere.blogspot.com/feeds/646084218673185193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leopardishere.blogspot.com/2009/11/still-cloudy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6950646797307317863/posts/default/646084218673185193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6950646797307317863/posts/default/646084218673185193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leopardishere.blogspot.com/2009/11/still-cloudy.html' title='Still cloudy'/><author><name>Mr. Dust</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6950646797307317863.post-6594420144466920156</id><published>2009-11-01T02:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T02:48:23.623-08:00</updated><title type='text'>1.5cm</title><content type='html'>i measured the notes just now&lt;br /&gt;i plan to finish 1.5cm notes tonight...&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, it's not finish all notes, it just a part of it...&lt;br /&gt;But...&lt;br /&gt;Most of the notes contained 6 slides in one page!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MEY6I5GwRDc/Su1likU6iWI/AAAAAAAAABY/7UQkzKTHUoc/s1600-h/1752153951.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MEY6I5GwRDc/Su1likU6iWI/AAAAAAAAABY/7UQkzKTHUoc/s200/1752153951.jpg" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My face... T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I should point a gun to myself so that I can concentrate on study seriously...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;My 'seriously' is not enough serious everytime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MEY6I5GwRDc/Su1l-Jie4EI/AAAAAAAAABg/_iNA4gQun0c/s1600-h/20090312123939744.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MEY6I5GwRDc/Su1l-Jie4EI/AAAAAAAAABg/_iNA4gQun0c/s320/20090312123939744.jpg" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Nevermind, after finish exam next week, I should be like this: :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MEY6I5GwRDc/Su1nJ_OUxMI/AAAAAAAAABw/Sm8lwXFMBYc/s1600-h/2hao.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MEY6I5GwRDc/Su1nJ_OUxMI/AAAAAAAAABw/Sm8lwXFMBYc/s320/2hao.jpg" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6950646797307317863-6594420144466920156?l=leopardishere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leopardishere.blogspot.com/feeds/6594420144466920156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leopardishere.blogspot.com/2009/11/15cm.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6950646797307317863/posts/default/6594420144466920156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6950646797307317863/posts/default/6594420144466920156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leopardishere.blogspot.com/2009/11/15cm.html' title='1.5cm'/><author><name>Mr. Dust</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MEY6I5GwRDc/Su1likU6iWI/AAAAAAAAABY/7UQkzKTHUoc/s72-c/1752153951.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6950646797307317863.post-5190964722330451209</id><published>2009-10-28T23:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T23:17:06.997-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='background music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='study'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='T-Rex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='20th century boy'/><title type='text'>20th century boy by T-Rex</title><content type='html'>When I am studying, usually I need some so-called "background music" accompany me.&lt;br /&gt;I would like to introduce a good "background music":&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="285" width="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/Ylww2dOW7fg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/Ylww2dOW7fg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6950646797307317863-5190964722330451209?l=leopardishere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leopardishere.blogspot.com/feeds/5190964722330451209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leopardishere.blogspot.com/2009/10/20th-century-boy-by-t-rex.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6950646797307317863/posts/default/5190964722330451209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6950646797307317863/posts/default/5190964722330451209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leopardishere.blogspot.com/2009/10/20th-century-boy-by-t-rex.html' title='20th century boy by T-Rex'/><author><name>Mr. Dust</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6950646797307317863.post-3507310595785332413</id><published>2009-10-21T20:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T05:26:30.011-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My life as a university student</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.artsjournal.com/bookdaddy/Home_Photo_books.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://www.artsjournal.com/bookdaddy/Home_Photo_books.jpg" vr="true" width="273" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is the final year for my university's life.&lt;br /&gt;Since entered uni 4 years ago, before final exam, there is a so-called 'study week' for us to study.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, for first and second semester, maybe it is a real 'study week', but after that, the 'study week' can transform to other ways of amusement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a local university student, I believe each of us has a laptop or computer.&lt;br /&gt;However, the function of it does not always typical.&lt;br /&gt;What i meant by typical is : study notes, typing for assignments and reports (and any other stuffs related with study purpose)&lt;br /&gt;Erm, perhaps really got these kind of people really use the computer for the 'right purpose' as i stated above.&lt;br /&gt;But i'm absolutely not one of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think most students are same as me. These can be done with a laptop when you stay in hostel of uni (what my laptop can done for me :P):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chatting (such as MSN and skype)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Facebook(an essential website for university students for 'concerning' their friends)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Twitter(a place for me to talk to myself)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Plurk(same function as twitter but I followed some musician in plurk to get updated their news)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Blogging(i have more than&amp;nbsp;5 blogs before this, but now delete others and left only 5 blogs)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;DOING HOMEWORK AND STUDY!!!( so guilty when say this, i know it seldom happened XD) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;Actually i seldom chatting nowadays. Facebook seems like is a MUST in daily to-do list. I play some of the interesting games in facebook, but always lose passion after a few weeks especially those farm games. Twitter and plurk are not so important but also important for me :-P. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started to blog since the first year of my university life. Emm, 4 years already. I enjoy blogging all the time although most things i wrote are nonsense. I treat this blog as my "english blog". I want to learn english and hope I can write better in english in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My university is not in the city. Some people even don't know in that kind of place has a university like this. I think&amp;nbsp;my university is quite famous, but unfortunately got a lazy student like me. haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"If you choose something wrong, don't regret. Just choose again."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;quoted by my friend's lecturer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I was not wrong. I'm just not suitable in this industry. Erm... Or it's just another excuse for being lazy? I hope I won't have any regret after I graduate next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk about other things besides academic, I'm glad that I really made some true friends in university, especially my last year and this semester's roomate. I learned many things from them and I'm appreciate all what they had done to me. :) I also learned many things from many different people especially my seniors... THANK YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sh5.org/forums/images/smilies/take-a-bow-thumb3083579.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://sh5.org/forums/images/smilies/take-a-bow-thumb3083579.jpg" vr="true" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6950646797307317863-3507310595785332413?l=leopardishere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leopardishere.blogspot.com/feeds/3507310595785332413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leopardishere.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-life-as-university-student.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6950646797307317863/posts/default/3507310595785332413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6950646797307317863/posts/default/3507310595785332413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leopardishere.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-life-as-university-student.html' title='My life as a university student'/><author><name>Mr. Dust</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6950646797307317863.post-6612147820864160817</id><published>2009-10-13T02:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T02:44:48.578-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Laughing</title><content type='html'>When some people surrounding you are laughing, with full of hapiness nor by a faker's style, you are wondering what is so funny now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When &lt;strong&gt;ALL&lt;/strong&gt; people are laughing, but you don't know what is the reason that caused they to laugh, you also wondering. In addition, you are following the laughing trend although you really don't know the source of humour at the time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We don't know. We don't know what is the real identity inside ourselves. We have too much identities inside our mind, this made us have choices to choose the most suitable appearances. And, the appearance will change in future. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps the true, sincerely laugh is only existing in baby. Dedicated this video to everyone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="285" width="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/1vfSk-6tIvo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/1vfSk-6tIvo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6950646797307317863-6612147820864160817?l=leopardishere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leopardishere.blogspot.com/feeds/6612147820864160817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leopardishere.blogspot.com/2009/10/laughing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6950646797307317863/posts/default/6612147820864160817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6950646797307317863/posts/default/6612147820864160817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leopardishere.blogspot.com/2009/10/laughing.html' title='Laughing'/><author><name>Mr. Dust</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
