<?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-37803516</id><updated>2011-07-08T14:24:56.321+08:00</updated><category term='my wishes'/><category term='my life'/><category term='work'/><category term='my feelings'/><title type='text'>◈天天北極の肥腸◈</title><subtitle type='html'>Just Burn It!!!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiantianbj810.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37803516/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiantianbj810.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>肥腸</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Sc0Q7MdPoB8/Sp4coRHqVoI/AAAAAAAAAIg/zF9eDDN7jIg/S220/%E6%88%91%E4%B8%AAlook.JPG'/></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-37803516.post-8358435355022877694</id><published>2009-09-02T16:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T16:48:28.542+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>First day back in MSO</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Today is the first day I come back to the MSO (management services office) for training. Calvin and Ken should be responsible for my studies here, but today they seem to be too busy to handle a green hand like me. Another boring and leisure day again. Everybody is whirling with their business and nobody even notices there’s one silly apprentice sitting in the corner. Anyway, I regard this kinda good for me. At least I can do whatever I want and no one would ever buzz me when I’m sleepy. Hehe ~ ^ ^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Sigh~ as soon as I get to know colleagues better, it’s time (again and again) to switch my place to other posts. For the whole July I’ve been spending the month with operation team, being a happy “security” within the GYP (Grand Century Plaza). According to the POTs last year, GYP is the more leisure post I can get in Hong Kong. I’m afraid that the idlesse might wear away my fighting morale little by little…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;August 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;CONTROL (cleaning, gardening, security, SEM/MBMS) by Ricky &amp;amp; Michelle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;September 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt; 01-13/09/2009 SHOP by Ken &amp;amp; Calvin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt; 14-20/09/2009 SHOP POMOTION by Linda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt; 21-22/09/2009 ADMIN./CARPARK/PERSONAL by Mico &amp;amp; Esther&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt; 23-30/09/2009 OFFICE by Ken &amp;amp; Patrick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;October 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt; 01-18/10/2009 TECHNICAL by Ever &amp;amp; Victor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt; 19-31/10/2009 CONTROL (on post) Ricky &amp;amp; Michelle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Counting down, I only have 2 weeks to get the shop idea. Well, I really hope that they can somehow notice my existence here and teach me through. - -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Good to learn that tomorrow the new POT from Beijing is also coming to GYP. Haha, I finally have someone with me through lunch break and someone greener than me!!!!! Really really looking forward to the jackeroo~ (am I too bad to crow over this!?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37803516-8358435355022877694?l=tiantianbj810.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiantianbj810.blogspot.com/feeds/8358435355022877694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37803516&amp;postID=8358435355022877694' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37803516/posts/default/8358435355022877694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37803516/posts/default/8358435355022877694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiantianbj810.blogspot.com/2009/09/first-day-back-in-mso.html' title='First day back in MSO'/><author><name>肥腸</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Sc0Q7MdPoB8/Sp4coRHqVoI/AAAAAAAAAIg/zF9eDDN7jIg/S220/%E6%88%91%E4%B8%AAlook.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37803516.post-4404918449285869040</id><published>2009-09-02T16:12:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T16:57:51.295+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good to see the BLOGSPOT working in Hong Kong</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Under no shadow of doubt, I love my motherland, China&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;. However, I’m not really a fan of the China Government dominant stand on the internet control. Websites with free minds are the victims of this twisted system. Hard to access to blogspot and spaces and a free google back home. Hehe, it’s good to see my blog works here. Maybe it’s a sign hinting me to come back recording my life again. Better go starting it from today, I guess~ Hah~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sc0Q7MdPoB8/Sp4xoY0h9NI/AAAAAAAAAJE/hDCvzF6Q_Fw/s1600-h/HK+%E8%A5%BF%E8%B2%A2%E9%81%8A%E8%89%87+%284%29.jpg"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2009.8.22 Saigon Yacht&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Sc0Q7MdPoB8/Sp4yPCjRzCI/AAAAAAAAAJU/Q-zcnwdv1SM/s1600-h/HK+%E8%A5%BF%E8%B2%A2%E9%81%8A%E8%89%87+%284%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 196px; height: 147px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Sc0Q7MdPoB8/Sp4yPCjRzCI/AAAAAAAAAJU/Q-zcnwdv1SM/s320/HK+%E8%A5%BF%E8%B2%A2%E9%81%8A%E8%89%87+%284%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376790239091215394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Sc0Q7MdPoB8/Sp4zcZdSX3I/AAAAAAAAAJk/qB_XcVyLEoE/s1600-h/HK+%E8%A5%BF%E8%B2%A2%E9%81%8A%E8%89%87+%286%29.jpg"&gt; &lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 195px; height: 147px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Sc0Q7MdPoB8/Sp4zcZdSX3I/AAAAAAAAAJk/qB_XcVyLEoE/s320/HK+%E8%A5%BF%E8%B2%A2%E9%81%8A%E8%89%87+%286%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376791568090029938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Sc0Q7MdPoB8/Sp4yY9-BO_I/AAAAAAAAAJc/qhHzRhGgnRs/s1600-h/HK+%E8%A5%BF%E8%B2%A2%E9%81%8A%E8%89%87+%285%29.jpg"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37803516-4404918449285869040?l=tiantianbj810.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiantianbj810.blogspot.com/feeds/4404918449285869040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37803516&amp;postID=4404918449285869040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37803516/posts/default/4404918449285869040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37803516/posts/default/4404918449285869040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiantianbj810.blogspot.com/2009/09/good-to-see-blogspot-working-in-hong.html' title='Good to see the BLOGSPOT working in Hong Kong'/><author><name>肥腸</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Sc0Q7MdPoB8/Sp4coRHqVoI/AAAAAAAAAIg/zF9eDDN7jIg/S220/%E6%88%91%E4%B8%AAlook.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Sc0Q7MdPoB8/Sp4yPCjRzCI/AAAAAAAAAJU/Q-zcnwdv1SM/s72-c/HK+%E8%A5%BF%E8%B2%A2%E9%81%8A%E8%89%87+%284%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37803516.post-3692072938617099633</id><published>2007-05-28T09:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T09:25:57.464+08:00</updated><title type='text'>我是一面镜子</title><content type='html'>memorize...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37803516-3692072938617099633?l=tiantianbj810.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiantianbj810.blogspot.com/feeds/3692072938617099633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37803516&amp;postID=3692072938617099633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37803516/posts/default/3692072938617099633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37803516/posts/default/3692072938617099633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiantianbj810.blogspot.com/2007/05/blog-post_28.html' title='我是一面镜子'/><author><name>肥腸</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Sc0Q7MdPoB8/Sp4coRHqVoI/AAAAAAAAAIg/zF9eDDN7jIg/S220/%E6%88%91%E4%B8%AAlook.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37803516.post-1590431059005907200</id><published>2007-05-27T21:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-27T21:48:11.918+08:00</updated><title type='text'>荷兰猪死了...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Sc0Q7MdPoB8/RlmLOQABj5I/AAAAAAAAAEs/1gMU9PtPedQ/s1600-h/CIMG5950.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 149px;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Sc0Q7MdPoB8/RlmLOQABj5I/AAAAAAAAAEs/1gMU9PtPedQ/s320/CIMG5950.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069235932511702930" border="0" /&gt;           &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Sc0Q7MdPoB8/RlmKuQABj4I/AAAAAAAAAEk/rksNCCXgZis/s1600-h/CIMG5934.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 201px; height: 149px;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Sc0Q7MdPoB8/RlmKuQABj4I/AAAAAAAAAEk/rksNCCXgZis/s320/CIMG5934.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069235382755889026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;狂哭...&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;哭累了就睡了，睡醒了就发呆&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;足足不停地哭了4个小时&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;永远忘不了大傻小傻临死前看着我的眼神，好无助，可我却无能为力&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;我已经尽力了&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;一辈子，第二次养死了我的孩子们...&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;心好痛&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;死去活来...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37803516-1590431059005907200?l=tiantianbj810.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiantianbj810.blogspot.com/feeds/1590431059005907200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37803516&amp;postID=1590431059005907200' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37803516/posts/default/1590431059005907200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37803516/posts/default/1590431059005907200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiantianbj810.blogspot.com/2007/05/blog-post.html' title='荷兰猪死了...'/><author><name>肥腸</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Sc0Q7MdPoB8/Sp4coRHqVoI/AAAAAAAAAIg/zF9eDDN7jIg/S220/%E6%88%91%E4%B8%AAlook.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Sc0Q7MdPoB8/RlmLOQABj5I/AAAAAAAAAEs/1gMU9PtPedQ/s72-c/CIMG5950.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37803516.post-5966363221661837908</id><published>2007-05-27T01:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-27T01:15:29.575+08:00</updated><title type='text'>开始用中文写blog！</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Sc0Q7MdPoB8/Rlhq3AABj3I/AAAAAAAAAEc/NGzbgaiS9BM/s1600-h/5.4%E6%B5%B7%E5%8D%97%E5%B2%9B-%E8%9C%88%E4%B9%8B%E6%B4%B2%E5%B2%9B.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 249px; height: 187px;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Sc0Q7MdPoB8/Rlhq3AABj3I/AAAAAAAAAEc/NGzbgaiS9BM/s320/5.4%E6%B5%B7%E5%8D%97%E5%B2%9B-%E8%9C%88%E4%B9%8B%E6%B4%B2%E5%B2%9B.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068918873730944882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;看到乌蝇的blog我感觉自己有点虚伪了。人家在美国还天天写古文，我在中国却篇篇装鬼文！！！一天到晚自己喊着爱国，却连最基本的blog语言也用英文，简直就是狐假虎威不知所谓！！！！！真不明白当年我干嘛还那么沾沾自喜...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;anyway，我觉醒了！ 我是中国人，要用中文写blog！并不是我懒，我的reading  report依然会不懈怠的用英文写；也不是我写不了，我这么多都写过来了；更不是我文字不美，我写英语作文远比我的中文的水平高。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;我爱国&lt;/strong&gt;，就那么简单... 如果要等我出国之后我才能去珍惜我的母语，我也太TNND混蛋了！  两年之后我将身处千里之外，不过今日的我已经开始思乡了...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CHINA, MY MOTHERLAND...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37803516-5966363221661837908?l=tiantianbj810.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiantianbj810.blogspot.com/feeds/5966363221661837908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37803516&amp;postID=5966363221661837908' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37803516/posts/default/5966363221661837908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37803516/posts/default/5966363221661837908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiantianbj810.blogspot.com/2007/05/blog.html' title='开始用中文写blog！'/><author><name>肥腸</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Sc0Q7MdPoB8/Sp4coRHqVoI/AAAAAAAAAIg/zF9eDDN7jIg/S220/%E6%88%91%E4%B8%AAlook.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Sc0Q7MdPoB8/Rlhq3AABj3I/AAAAAAAAAEc/NGzbgaiS9BM/s72-c/5.4%E6%B5%B7%E5%8D%97%E5%B2%9B-%E8%9C%88%E4%B9%8B%E6%B4%B2%E5%B2%9B.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37803516.post-7902708816420718711</id><published>2007-05-11T22:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-11T22:21:57.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bill Gates' Advice to Students</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;RULE 1: Life is not fair - get used to it!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;RULE 2: The world doesn't care about your self-esteem. The world expects you  to accomplish BEFORE you feel good about yourself.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;RULE 3: You will NOT make $40,000.00/year fresh out of high school. And you  won't be a vice-president with a car phone until you EARN both.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;RULE 4: If you think your teacher is tough, wait until you get a boss. He  won't have tenure.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;RULE 5: Flipping burgers is NOT beneath your dignity. Your grandparents had a  different word for burger flipping - they called it OPPORTUNITY!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;RULE 6: If you mess up, it is only your fault; learn from your mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;RULE 7: Before you were born, your parents weren't as boring as they are now.  They got that way from paying your bills, cleaning your clothes, and listening  to you talk about how COOL you are. So before you save the rain forest from the  parasites of your parents' generation, try delousing the closet in your room  instead.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;RULE 8: Your school may have done away with winners and losers, but life has  not. In some schools they have abolished failing grades and will give you as  many times as you need to get it right. This doesn't have the slightest  resemblance to ANYTHING in real life.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;RULE 9: Life is not divided into semesters. You don't get summers off and  very few employers are interested in helping you find yourself. Do that on your  own time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;RULE 10: TV is NOT reality. In real life people need to leave the coffee shop  and go to work.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;RULE 11: BE NICE TO NERDS!! Chances are you will end up working for one!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37803516-7902708816420718711?l=tiantianbj810.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiantianbj810.blogspot.com/feeds/7902708816420718711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37803516&amp;postID=7902708816420718711' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37803516/posts/default/7902708816420718711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37803516/posts/default/7902708816420718711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiantianbj810.blogspot.com/2007/05/bill-gates-advice-to-students.html' title='Bill Gates&apos; Advice to Students'/><author><name>肥腸</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Sc0Q7MdPoB8/Sp4coRHqVoI/AAAAAAAAAIg/zF9eDDN7jIg/S220/%E6%88%91%E4%B8%AAlook.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37803516.post-7440748844026594844</id><published>2007-05-10T13:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T14:05:00.689+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My trip to 海南岛…</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;color:black;"   lang="EN-US" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;color:black;"   lang="EN-US" &gt;It’s been days from my return on 5&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; May. The reason why this journal kept unrecorded is that I’ve been totally and irresistibly tied by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:宋体;font-size:100%;color:black;"   &gt;广东省大学生商业策划大赛&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;color:black;"   lang="EN-US" &gt;. I didn’t even have time for dinner, let alone the updating. Involving in such a fierce competition is, beyond all doubts, vigor and competence challenged. It’s time-consuming, energy-devastating and consistence-validating. After a couple of sleepless nights, the final scheme is delivered this morning (5.9), at 0:29, right before the DEADLINE 0:30!!! The uploading FTP had been shut down immediately the moment our scheme was delivered. SHEER LUCK!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;color:black;"  lang="EN-US" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;color:black;"  lang="EN-US" &gt;Ok, now comes my trip to &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Hainan&lt;/st1:place&gt; from 5.1 ~ 5.5…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(Members: my aunt Mei and her 2 friends, my cousin Kangta)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;color:black;"  lang="EN-US" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;color:black;"  lang="EN-US" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="color:fuchsia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;THE SHIP TRIP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="color:fuchsia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;color:black;"  lang="EN-US" &gt;We set off on 1&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt; May, went down to Nansha Port and took the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;color:black;"  &gt;椰香公主号&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;color:black;"  lang="EN-US" &gt;to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;color:black;"  &gt;海口&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;color:black;"  lang="EN-US" &gt;. I had heard that it was a cruise, but when I got there, I was shock to find out a better definition – ship, or exactly, cargo ship! It was rather dirty and disgusting up there. Though the room we booked was the 2&lt;sup&gt;nd&lt;/sup&gt; tourist class, it has nothing more than 4 beds and 5 people would already have reached the capacity limit. No toilet, no lavabos, no windows… There’s no entertainment on the ship. The only thing available is 3 little television sets enveloped by crowds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;color:black;"  lang="EN-US" &gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;color:black;"  lang="EN-US" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;color:black;"  lang="EN-US" &gt;If that was not enough to ruin my optimistic trip, then it was the lady’s room gave me the last stroke. Pee is everywhere. The moment I stepped inside, my feet was soaked by that disgusting liquid!!! You can never imagine how hard it was for a squeamish person like me to resign to such situation. And I was gonna stay on it till the next day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;color:black;"  lang="EN-US" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;color:black;"  lang="EN-US" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;color:black;"  lang="EN-US" &gt;During the 2 days, I hadn’t eaten anything from the ship. The food on ship is not only expensive, but lousy also. When I went into the canteen, I could find nothing suitable to swallow. Worse still, that kind of meal cost even &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;color:black;"  &gt;￥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;color:black;"  lang="EN-US" &gt;10 per capita! The ice scream worth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;color:black;"  &gt;￥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;color:black;"  lang="EN-US" &gt;1 on land was 5 times more in value there, not to mention other edible substance. Luckily, the fellows had brought a lot fast food on board. Then we were able to solve the problem without going out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;color:black;"  lang="EN-US" &gt; &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;color:black;"  lang="EN-US" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;color:black;"  lang="EN-US" &gt;The fact is, it cost me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;color:black;"  &gt;￥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;color:black;"  lang="EN-US" &gt;300 for shipping while &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;color:black;"  &gt;￥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;color:black;"  lang="EN-US" &gt;450 for flying back. It was never about the money, which if it was, I might partly feel better. My aunt and her friends believed that watching the sunrise on sea would definitely color the trip in more senses than one. The people I traveled with are all very rich and respectable humans, and they’d left their footprints on all the 7 continents. Thus their decision on transportation pales my dissatisfaction thoroughly. I wished I would be awarded by memorizing the unforgettable sunrise. However, it was not the case…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;color:black;"  lang="EN-US" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;color:black;"  lang="EN-US" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;color:black;"  lang="EN-US" &gt;The next morning (2&lt;sup&gt;nd&lt;/sup&gt; May) I got up by 5:30, following my experienced fellows onto the deck. The wind was terribly strong in the morning, and I could see no clue but tons of clouds. I waited and waited, in great patience. By 7:30 that morning, when people began to gather up for chat, I still observed nothing in the sky. The world had been brighten, and finally I noticed its weakest source behind the cloud. The sunrise was block by thick clouds, and rising was done before I get anything… upset, I went downstairs back to my cabin and went on sleep…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Sc0Q7MdPoB8/RkKzkvRmfMI/AAAAAAAAAEU/MNMBlXdRZ_Y/s1600-h/%E7%85%A7%E7%89%87+016.jpg"&gt;         &lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 288px; height: 217px;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Sc0Q7MdPoB8/RkKzkvRmfMI/AAAAAAAAAEU/MNMBlXdRZ_Y/s320/%E7%85%A7%E7%89%87+016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062806374864813250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;color:black;"  lang="EN-US" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;color:black;"  lang="EN-US" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;color:black;"  lang="EN-US" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;color:black;"  lang="EN-US" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;color:black;"  lang="EN-US" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;IN &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;" st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;HAIKOU&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;color:black;"  lang="EN-US" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;st1:place style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;" st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;color:black;"  lang="EN-US" &gt;At about 12:30PM, we finally debarked in &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Haikou&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;. Right in the harbor, we were surrounded by a vast sea of illegitimate bus to Sanya. Thanks to our preparation, we soon got to the legal bus station and began our new journey. While on the bus, I was deeply amused by the beautiful scenery along the road. Three hours later, we reached Sanya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;color:black;"  lang="EN-US" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;IN SANYA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;to be continued...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:12;color:black;"  lang="EN-US" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37803516-7440748844026594844?l=tiantianbj810.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiantianbj810.blogspot.com/feeds/7440748844026594844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37803516&amp;postID=7440748844026594844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37803516/posts/default/7440748844026594844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37803516/posts/default/7440748844026594844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiantianbj810.blogspot.com/2007/05/my-trip-to.html' title='My trip to 海南岛…'/><author><name>肥腸</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Sc0Q7MdPoB8/Sp4coRHqVoI/AAAAAAAAAIg/zF9eDDN7jIg/S220/%E6%88%91%E4%B8%AAlook.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Sc0Q7MdPoB8/RkKzkvRmfMI/AAAAAAAAAEU/MNMBlXdRZ_Y/s72-c/%E7%85%A7%E7%89%87+016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37803516.post-3241361307090603018</id><published>2007-04-25T19:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-25T20:39:19.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>if you can... well ^^</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Sc0Q7MdPoB8/Ri9LuHN26qI/AAAAAAAAAD8/zrxWUvP0qIk/s1600-h/065101757204950.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Sc0Q7MdPoB8/Ri9LuHN26qI/AAAAAAAAAD8/zrxWUvP0qIk/s200/065101757204950.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057344162143595170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;If you can start the day without caff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;eine,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;If you can get going without pep pills,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;If you can always be cheerful, ignoring aches and pains,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;If you can resist co&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;mplaining and boring people with your troubles,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;If you can eat the sa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;me food every day and be grateful for it,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;If you ca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;n underst&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and when your loved ones are too busy to give you any time,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;If you can take criticism and blame without res&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;entment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;If you can ignore a friend's limited education a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;nd never correct him,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;If you can resist treating a rich friend better than&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt; a poor friend,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;If you can conquer tension without medica&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;l help,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;If you can relax without liquor,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;If you can sleep wi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;thout the aid of drugs,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;...Then You Are Probably&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;The Family Dog!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;The first time I read about this was the Chinese version in DUZHE. It was said that this “IF YOU CAN” was from Ronald Reagan (the 40&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; president of the &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;United States&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;). Well, the last sentence wasn’t something I had actually expected, however, the moment I reached it, the sense of humor as well as the neglected fact it conferred really touched the bottom of my heart. All dogs in the world own those merits, which seem to be impossible for human being to access. If one of us can access most of such virtue, he’s already been the perfect man in the world, under no shadow of double. Well, as for a little trick to assess my true merit, here comes my self-evaluation. ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;color:teal;"  lang="EN-US" &gt;If you can start the day without caffeine, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);" lang="EN-US"&gt;(Some times, but not much~ at least in a healthy way ^^ )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;color:teal;"  lang="EN-US" &gt;If you can get going without pep pills, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);" lang="EN-US"&gt;(The only things concerned my friends is that no matter how badly I were ill, I just refuse to take pills~ I hate that! ^^ )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;color:teal;"  lang="EN-US" &gt;If you can always be cheerful, ignoring aches and pains, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);" lang="EN-US"&gt;(I am! But other always consider my cheer as sign of immature &gt;_&lt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);" lang="EN-US"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;color:teal;"  lang="EN-US" &gt;If you can resist complaining and boring people with your troubles, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);" lang="EN-US"&gt;(That’s why I’d like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);" lang="EN-US"&gt; faking myself. Once again, point taking ^^)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);" lang="EN-US"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;color:teal;"  lang="EN-US" &gt;If you can eat the same food every day and be grateful for it, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);" lang="EN-US"&gt;(&gt; &lt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);" lang="EN-US"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;color:teal;"  lang="EN-US" &gt;If you can understand when your loved ones are too busy to give you any time, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);" lang="EN-US"&gt;(Well, it seems I have to work on it &gt; &lt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);" lang="EN-US"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;color:teal;"  lang="EN-US" &gt;If you can take criticism and blame without resentment &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);" lang="EN-US"&gt;(Hah, it depends on how the criticism and blame come~)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);" lang="EN-US"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;color:teal;"  lang="EN-US" &gt;If you can ignore a friend's limited education and never correct him, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);" lang="EN-US"&gt;(No, I just can’t help doing it &gt; &lt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);" lang="EN-US"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;color:teal;"  lang="EN-US" &gt;If you can resist treating a rich friend better than a poor friend, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);" lang="EN-US"&gt;(I treat them only in respond to the way how they treat me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Sc0Q7MdPoB8/Ri9JjnN26oI/AAAAAAAAADs/ng0o4xIr3N8/s1600-h/20061018532975.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 198px; height: 148px;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Sc0Q7MdPoB8/Ri9JjnN26oI/AAAAAAAAADs/ng0o4xIr3N8/s320/20061018532975.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057341782731713154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);" lang="EN-US"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;color:teal;"  lang="EN-US" &gt;If you can conquer tension without medical help, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);" lang="EN-US"&gt;(Sure! I have to, you know, the medical help cost too much in &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;China&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;… )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);" lang="EN-US"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;color:teal;"  lang="EN-US" &gt;If you can relax without liquor, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);" lang="EN-US"&gt;(I don’t like liquor, though I’m good at it ^^)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);" lang="EN-US"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;color:teal;"  lang="EN-US" &gt;If you can sleep without the aid of drugs, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;(Drugs are expensive too. If I depended on it, I was already bankrupt. &gt; &lt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37803516-3241361307090603018?l=tiantianbj810.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiantianbj810.blogspot.com/feeds/3241361307090603018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37803516&amp;postID=3241361307090603018' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37803516/posts/default/3241361307090603018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37803516/posts/default/3241361307090603018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiantianbj810.blogspot.com/2007/04/if-you-can-well.html' title='if you can... well ^^'/><author><name>肥腸</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Sc0Q7MdPoB8/Sp4coRHqVoI/AAAAAAAAAIg/zF9eDDN7jIg/S220/%E6%88%91%E4%B8%AAlook.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Sc0Q7MdPoB8/Ri9LuHN26qI/AAAAAAAAAD8/zrxWUvP0qIk/s72-c/065101757204950.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37803516.post-785258682890335113</id><published>2007-04-22T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-25T19:49:31.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2007.4.22, Sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Sc0Q7MdPoB8/Ri8_kHN26nI/AAAAAAAAADk/tHo9L7TwD-8/s1600-h/0802449537.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 124px; height: 167px;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Sc0Q7MdPoB8/Ri8_kHN26nI/AAAAAAAAADk/tHo9L7TwD-8/s200/0802449537.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057330796205369970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;JUST GOT MY HAIR DONE~&lt;br /&gt;NEW LOOK,&lt;br /&gt;HEY HEY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37803516-785258682890335113?l=tiantianbj810.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiantianbj810.blogspot.com/feeds/785258682890335113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37803516&amp;postID=785258682890335113' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37803516/posts/default/785258682890335113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37803516/posts/default/785258682890335113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiantianbj810.blogspot.com/2007/04/2007422-sunday.html' title='2007.4.22, Sunday'/><author><name>肥腸</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Sc0Q7MdPoB8/Sp4coRHqVoI/AAAAAAAAAIg/zF9eDDN7jIg/S220/%E6%88%91%E4%B8%AAlook.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Sc0Q7MdPoB8/Ri8_kHN26nI/AAAAAAAAADk/tHo9L7TwD-8/s72-c/0802449537.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37803516.post-3368773371516196519</id><published>2007-04-19T15:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T15:31:56.558+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Siempre pienso escribir un diario en español, para mi GMAT...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Sc0Q7MdPoB8/RicZ6uRQILI/AAAAAAAAAC8/ETsIiINFLtw/s1600-h/gre.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; 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&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="ES-TRAD"&gt;Estamos a 19 de abril de 2007, y voy a pasar un examen a 22 de abril, ESTE DOMIGO &gt;_&lt;... TEM 4 no es defícil para mí, pero no me gusta. Ya no tengo mucho tiempo ahora, por que voy a pasar otro examen GMAT en agosto, ¡y no preparo bien! El vocabularios de GRE es muy difíciles. Le recuedo despacio y olvidose totalmente rapido. ¡Díos mío!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="ES-TRAD"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="ES-TRAD"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Yo siempre estoy muy ocupado, pero no tengo tan mucho quehaceres. ¿Entonces qué hago y dónde esta mi tiempo? No lo sé todavía que cuándo comienso mi clase de GMAT ahora, ¿luego de todo está listo? ¡Claro que no, cierto! Debo le preparo ahora mismo. Por que el es incluso más importante que otros para mí.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37803516-3368773371516196519?l=tiantianbj810.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiantianbj810.blogspot.com/feeds/3368773371516196519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37803516&amp;postID=3368773371516196519' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37803516/posts/default/3368773371516196519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37803516/posts/default/3368773371516196519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiantianbj810.blogspot.com/2007/04/siempre-pienso-escribir-un-diario-en.html' title='Siempre pienso escribir un diario en español, para mi GMAT...'/><author><name>肥腸</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Sc0Q7MdPoB8/Sp4coRHqVoI/AAAAAAAAAIg/zF9eDDN7jIg/S220/%E6%88%91%E4%B8%AAlook.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Sc0Q7MdPoB8/RicZ6uRQILI/AAAAAAAAAC8/ETsIiINFLtw/s72-c/gre.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37803516.post-5279906482017792587</id><published>2007-04-17T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T22:57:39.038+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I will survive…</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Sc0Q7MdPoB8/RiTe0Vk16NI/AAAAAAAAACM/cWWL969IhwM/s1600-h/1148429776151.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Sc0Q7MdPoB8/RiTe0Vk16NI/AAAAAAAAACM/cWWL969IhwM/s320/1148429776151.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054409672542775506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: left; font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;color:black;"  lang="EN-US" &gt;The worst  thing of being a liar is that even though you’re heartbroken, you just cannot  tell anyone about it, not even your best friends…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: left; font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;color:black;"  lang="EN-US" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: left; font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;color:black;"  lang="EN-US" &gt;I have to  swallow it, and manage smile in front of others. Yes, I’m the girl hates to put  feelings on my faces. What can I do? All my best friends are not around me.  They’re everywhere, like Shanghai, Beijing, Chengdo, Xiamen etc, just not even  close around when I’m falling apart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: left; font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;color:black;"  lang="EN-US" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: left; font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;color:black;"  lang="EN-US" &gt;I used to  wonder, why I’m such addicted to SEX AND THE CITY. At this point, it’s more than  clear. When I watch it, I can sense the 4 women are just so supporting each  other. No matter how it goes, they sticked to each other, sharing the happiness,  and more important, be around and supportive whenever anyone of them was  trapped. I admired them. It reminds me of the good old days when I’m still in  middle school, when I’m a straightforward person that can face even the hardest  situation with pig. In comparison, now I have to deal with it all with no one  but myself. Don’t blame me for lying; I never want to be a liar. I’m just not  tough enough for it alone… yup, I’m faking, and I’m not ashamed of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: left; font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;color:black;"  lang="EN-US" &gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-indent: -6.85pt; text-align: left; font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Now I finally  get what I deserve. I struggled, firmly believing that was what I really need,  and which turns out a devastating disaster. And now I h&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;ave to face it on my own,  AGAIN. But this time, it’s really alone…not like anything before, when I still  had my rock. `Cause this time, I’m facing my world collapse…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-indent: -6.85pt; text-align: left; font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-indent: -6.85pt; text-align: left; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I WILL SURVIVE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-indent: -6.85pt; text-align: left;" align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:14;color:black;"  lang="EN-US" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-indent: -6.85pt; text-align: left;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:14;color:black;"  lang="EN-US" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37803516-5279906482017792587?l=tiantianbj810.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiantianbj810.blogspot.com/feeds/5279906482017792587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37803516&amp;postID=5279906482017792587' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37803516/posts/default/5279906482017792587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37803516/posts/default/5279906482017792587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiantianbj810.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-will-survive.html' title='I will survive…'/><author><name>肥腸</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Sc0Q7MdPoB8/Sp4coRHqVoI/AAAAAAAAAIg/zF9eDDN7jIg/S220/%E6%88%91%E4%B8%AAlook.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Sc0Q7MdPoB8/RiTe0Vk16NI/AAAAAAAAACM/cWWL969IhwM/s72-c/1148429776151.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37803516.post-8032665097348153924</id><published>2007-04-17T22:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T23:10:34.368+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Days in Guangzhou</title><content type='html'>&lt;p  style="text-align: left;font-family:times new roman;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;color:black;"  lang="EN-US" &gt;For  interpreting in the 2007 China Refrigeration Exposition, I asked for some-day  leave from Zhuhai campus and went back to Guangzhou, where the exposition was  on. In fact, the exhibition was meant to be on Tuesday (which actually turned  out to be Wednesday), but I had returned home last Friday for the reason that  Zhuhai campus was power off on Saturday and Sunday. Thus my “leave” suddenly  became a long one, skipping all those significant classes from Monday to  Wednesday… that was really a great loss! Especially when the español class was  moving to lesson 15~ now that I’m back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;color:black;"  lang="EN-US" &gt; to campus, I got to work harder to make  it up &gt;_&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: left;font-family:times new roman;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Sc0Q7MdPoB8/RiThQlk16OI/AAAAAAAAACU/2ct74VxCjJs/s1600-h/1148426446534.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Sc0Q7MdPoB8/RiThQlk16OI/AAAAAAAAACU/2ct74VxCjJs/s320/1148426446534.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054412356897335522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: left;font-family:times new roman;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;color:black;"  lang="EN-US" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The South Campus of Sun Yat-sen  University&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: left;font-family:times new roman;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;color:black;"  lang="EN-US" &gt;The School  of Translation and Interpretation (where I was studying in) is in the  predicament of not regressing to the South Campus, which means the students here  are losing immeasurable opportunities in Guangzhou. However, it’s not my case.  I’m living right on the South campus, and it only takes me 3 minutes to get  inside. Then all the resources here are totally available to me (well, I don’t  deny it’s easier for me to reach the young male students, hah~).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: left;font-family:times new roman;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;color:black;"  lang="EN-US" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: left;font-family:times new roman;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;color:black;"  lang="EN-US" &gt;I had been  in the library all the days working hard on my own (except for one afternoon  shopping). The library varies completely from the one on Zhuhai campus. It’s  huge and intricate, and when I was inside, I felt like that I was gulped and  dazzling by the sea of books. Besides, HUMAN-BEINGS are everywhere. It’s not the  thing you can experience on Zhuhai Campus at all; students here are more like  working machines. Anytime anywhere, the rooms are crammed. Girls here are not as  pretty as I saw in the street of campus. They have fashionable hairstyles, but  their dress and looks are not that pretty. I was always told by Brian that the  girls here were very sharp and sexy. However, I could see nothing like that.  Those foxes must all be dressed up and had gone somewhere else, leaving those  “special ones” in the library. Well, what make things worse is that, I don’t  even have fabulous hairstyle and I was in the library, so…  &gt;_&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: left;font-family:times new roman;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;color:black;"  lang="EN-US" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: left;font-family:times new roman;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;color:black;"  lang="EN-US" &gt;Finally, I  was lost by the intricacy of the library the very first day. And it leaded to  the lost when I came out of the library. That was 10:00PM plus when I found  myself had no idea where was my way back, then I had to make a phone call and  Kane came out, picked me up like picking up a kitty and sent me home. Oh, thank  him T_T…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: left;font-family:times new roman;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;color:black;"  lang="EN-US" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: left;font-family:times new roman;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;color:black;"  lang="EN-US" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: left;font-family:times new roman;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Shopping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: left;font-family:times new roman;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;color:black;"  lang="EN-US" &gt;What does  my mum worry most when I am back?! Hah, it sure is her visa. For that  exposition, I got to (alright, it’s actually more “I want to”) buy some formal  dresses. After mealing with Kane and Jim at noon on the second day, I went down  to Beijing Road with May casting about for dresses. Well, when Beijing Road met  a goal-directed crazy woman…(Ok, skip it^^) My victory is two gowns and one  fabulous frock. They’re not for the university library, but for those fabulous  parties~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: left;font-family:times new roman;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;color:black;"  lang="EN-US" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: left;font-family:times new roman;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: left;font-family:times new roman;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;China Refrigeration &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: left;font-family:times new roman;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Ok, a lot of foreigners... just go to the website &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" href="http://www.cr-expo.com/cn/default.asp"&gt;http://www.cr-expo.com/cn/default.asp&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;and learn more ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: left;font-family:times new roman;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm now too lazy to write anything on it~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37803516-8032665097348153924?l=tiantianbj810.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiantianbj810.blogspot.com/feeds/8032665097348153924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37803516&amp;postID=8032665097348153924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37803516/posts/default/8032665097348153924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37803516/posts/default/8032665097348153924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiantianbj810.blogspot.com/2007/04/south-campus-of-sun-yat-sen-university.html' title='Days in Guangzhou'/><author><name>肥腸</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Sc0Q7MdPoB8/Sp4coRHqVoI/AAAAAAAAAIg/zF9eDDN7jIg/S220/%E6%88%91%E4%B8%AAlook.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Sc0Q7MdPoB8/RiThQlk16OI/AAAAAAAAACU/2ct74VxCjJs/s72-c/1148426446534.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37803516.post-5121224718578476030</id><published>2007-04-14T12:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T22:58:57.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>never get myself twisted, again!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: left;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 102);"&gt;One does  not complain about water because it is wet, nor about rocks because they are  hard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 102);"&gt;– &lt;/span&gt;Abraham Maslow&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;color:black;"  lang="EN-US" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Yes, no one  needs to complain about me because I’m myself. No matter how perfect and  fantastic the orange is, there’s always be someone that prefers other fruits to  it. Just be the perfect orange as it is, never gonna get things twisted,  again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;color:black;"  lang="EN-US" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;color:black;"  lang="EN-US" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Thanks for  Apple Jasmine’s inspiration; I finally back to myself now. I’m gonna shine  again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37803516-5121224718578476030?l=tiantianbj810.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiantianbj810.blogspot.com/feeds/5121224718578476030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37803516&amp;postID=5121224718578476030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37803516/posts/default/5121224718578476030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37803516/posts/default/5121224718578476030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiantianbj810.blogspot.com/2007/04/never-get-myself-twisted-again.html' title='never get myself twisted, again!'/><author><name>肥腸</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Sc0Q7MdPoB8/Sp4coRHqVoI/AAAAAAAAAIg/zF9eDDN7jIg/S220/%E6%88%91%E4%B8%AAlook.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37803516.post-359204515761916952</id><published>2007-04-02T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-02T22:55:39.762+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm marked; and I marked others~ hah</title><content type='html'>“At the halfway mark, you will see the same questions again, but this time I answered the same 10 questions, so look for my answers and compare them to yours.  On the first 10 questions, copy and paste them into a new email, answer the questions, and send them back to me with your answers.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite obvious, I’ve been marked by my friend – Mike (an American). Till I got this, I’ve never known that “点名” is marked in English. Well, it doesn’t seem to be a game at all! We “点名” just for fun, but these topics below…way too serious for me. &gt;_&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I’m still feeling happy Mike thought about me when marking others… hah, here’s my answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How many “pet peeves” do you have?  Definition of a Pet Peeve is something that someone does that annoys you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, no. Usually the only one annoys me is myself &gt;_&lt;  especially when I do something wrong, lie to others, am lazy, offend others…I would be upset about myself and sleepless for nights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;If you could “cure” one disease in the world, which one would that be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any disease that might happen to my parents and grandparents or the ones I love. Since “it” never stroke them, I don’t know which one I would choose~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Should women and men be paid equally?  For example, if a woman is an executive with 6 years of experience and the man has the same experience, should both of them be paid equally?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Definitely! It’s now 2007, what the hell is that discrimination!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;What do you think...should a woman marry young, have her kids young, and then be a homemaker for the rest of her life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;”Should”?! Never!!! Well, maybe the one who raise this question should ask about how the woman feel about it. We all should respect others’ choices. Anyway, back to my answer, this case “should” and will never happen to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What do you think....should a woman wait to get married until after she has finished her schooling, established her career, and should she quit all of what she has accomplished to have a baby and stay home?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why “should” again!? No! How about changing the “Woman” into “man”!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How many times have you wanted to tell a co-worker, boss, or someone on the street just how stupid they are, for doing what you witnessed them doing which was stupid?  For Example:  Crossing in front of a train when the guards are already down.  Or...When you boss sees that the copier is down for repair but still tries to make a copy on it.  Or...when you co-worker tells you something in a memo to all office staff that you had just read less than 5 minutes ago.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who can remember and answer such a question!? I’m not a machine, and I cannot count it out for it happened too much… Of course, I just “wanted”, and I’ve never dare to speak that devil out~ The bravest thing I’ve ever done is to ask a young and fashionable woman give seat to an old man on the bus^_^ well, I swore to god I witnessed all her face turned red at once~ hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you had one of the following powers, which one would you want to use only once?  Being able to fly, see into the future, heal someone of a disease, have the power of death, or live a moment in your past over, or would you just pass on all the above and live life as it comes?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To live a moment in my past over… if I could get such power, I’d make full use of it. Leting it go? Hah, that must be a fool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;When is your birthday, just month and day?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28th July~ am I getting any gift for it? Hah~ ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What is your mailing address?  Please include zip code if you have one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Apartment 605, Jia Yu Street 12, Bingjiang Road, Guangzhou, China  510230&lt;br /&gt;Don’t bomb it, my friend ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Finally, what question would you have if you had to come up with a question number 10?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;Use 3 sentences to describe me~ how do I like in your eyes??&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I’m passing this halfway mark to &lt;strong&gt;Kane, Fly, Apple, Antelope and Serge&lt;/strong&gt;. Wish you guys have a good time~ hah~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37803516-359204515761916952?l=tiantianbj810.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiantianbj810.blogspot.com/feeds/359204515761916952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37803516&amp;postID=359204515761916952' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37803516/posts/default/359204515761916952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37803516/posts/default/359204515761916952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiantianbj810.blogspot.com/2007/04/im-marked-and-i-marked-others-hah.html' title='I&apos;m marked; and I marked others~ hah'/><author><name>肥腸</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Sc0Q7MdPoB8/Sp4coRHqVoI/AAAAAAAAAIg/zF9eDDN7jIg/S220/%E6%88%91%E4%B8%AAlook.JPG'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37803516.post-7577798274410678214</id><published>2007-03-24T16:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T17:02:17.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sth you never know; sth i never tell</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;" align="left"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Sc0Q7MdPoB8/RgTo7tQI0zI/AAAAAAAAACE/v3FICf40S20/s1600-h/20060517093608214.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 107px; height: 79px;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Sc0Q7MdPoB8/RgTo7tQI0zI/AAAAAAAAACE/v3FICf40S20/s200/20060517093608214.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045413595019006770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:12;color:black;"  lang="EN-US" &gt;We’re no longer the same as we used t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:12;color:black;"  lang="EN-US" &gt;o &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:12;color:black;"  lang="EN-US" &gt;be. I wish I could talk to you, but I never can. Yes, it’s all about the transformation. I don’t wanna get hurt, and I don’t wanna hurt you either. So I hide away, watch you around and never let you know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;" align="left"&gt;I'm leaving, take care...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:12;color:black;"  lang="EN-US" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37803516-7577798274410678214?l=tiantianbj810.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiantianbj810.blogspot.com/feeds/7577798274410678214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37803516&amp;postID=7577798274410678214' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37803516/posts/default/7577798274410678214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37803516/posts/default/7577798274410678214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiantianbj810.blogspot.com/2007/03/sth-you-never-know-sth-i-never-tell.html' title='sth you never know; sth i never tell'/><author><name>肥腸</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Sc0Q7MdPoB8/Sp4coRHqVoI/AAAAAAAAAIg/zF9eDDN7jIg/S220/%E6%88%91%E4%B8%AAlook.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Sc0Q7MdPoB8/RgTo7tQI0zI/AAAAAAAAACE/v3FICf40S20/s72-c/20060517093608214.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37803516.post-1022394894963313369</id><published>2007-03-19T19:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T20:23:51.728+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The First Partial Solar Eclipse</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Sc0Q7MdPoB8/Rf6AgKYikZI/AAAAAAAAAB8/36yar2aU4bI/s1600-h/0013729a831e076883b702.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Sc0Q7MdPoB8/Rf6AgKYikZI/AAAAAAAAAB8/36yar2aU4bI/s320/0013729a831e076883b702.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043609922732986770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;The first partial solar eclipse of 2007 takes place at 9:22 AM, Yinchuan,  Ningxia Hui Autonomous Region, northwest China, March 19, 2007.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: left;font-family:times new roman;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:12;color:black;"  lang="EN-US" &gt;The bulletin downstairs said there’d a partial solar eclipse today, and it demonstrates some knowledge of solar eclipse (I swear to god, I did read it line by line, and have been waited reverently). However, nothing’s happened in Zhuhai, not even a clue showed up~ I wonder, is the partial really that “partial”? Well, maybe &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Yinchuan&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; is never that preferable for the sky, but Zhuhai definitely never gets the Great Man’s favor! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:12;color:black;"  lang="EN-US" &gt;Hah~&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37803516-1022394894963313369?l=tiantianbj810.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiantianbj810.blogspot.com/feeds/1022394894963313369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37803516&amp;postID=1022394894963313369' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37803516/posts/default/1022394894963313369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37803516/posts/default/1022394894963313369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiantianbj810.blogspot.com/2007/03/first-partial-solar-eclipse.html' title='The First Partial Solar Eclipse'/><author><name>肥腸</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Sc0Q7MdPoB8/Sp4coRHqVoI/AAAAAAAAAIg/zF9eDDN7jIg/S220/%E6%88%91%E4%B8%AAlook.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Sc0Q7MdPoB8/Rf6AgKYikZI/AAAAAAAAAB8/36yar2aU4bI/s72-c/0013729a831e076883b702.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37803516.post-4297121840909268066</id><published>2007-03-18T09:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T18:59:06.520+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my life'/><title type='text'>Transformation in Zhuhai Campus</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I’ve kept thinking these days. Am I really old-fashioned?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;It did take a while before I noticed how great changes had occurs on this campus. When I was walking to the teaching building, or just waitin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;g someone in street, I couldn’t help but sense people are different nowadays. Here I aim at no teachers. Of course the teachers have all switched this semester, but the whole bunch of variation was not enough to catch my real attention. Though by all means, the leaving of Serge, Roxie have really upsets me for a long while. Anyway, what I wanna talk about here is the foxes wandering around. Students here, no matter male or female, hav&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;e suddenly turned into foxes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Sc0Q7MdPoB8/Rf0CfaYikUI/AAAAAAAAABU/fgWjU9HjlPE/s1600-h/70CDCAEC6F7F3F47392A7CEA27FA4EF3.GIF"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Sc0Q7MdPoB8/Rf0CfaYikUI/AAAAAAAAABU/fgWjU9HjlPE/s200/70CDCAEC6F7F3F47392A7CEA27FA4EF3.GIF" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043189896406274370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;THE BOYS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="text-align: left;font-family:times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I’ve never seen such many cute guys in &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;SYS&lt;/st1:placename&gt; &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;University&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; (definitely not my whole life. Girls whoever read this passage, and is willing to appreciate countless handsome boys, just go to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;my mother school – the &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;ZhiXin&lt;/st1:placename&gt; &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;High   School&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;. And I promise you can get more satisfaction than you want! ^^). Cluster in cluster, the number of the male creatures rises to at least twice as much overnight. And most surprisingly, THEY LOOK GREAT! Those cute guys are cool. They gather around in gangs, talk and laugh to each other like no &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;one around. They would look at the girls, then smile to them, like gentlemen w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;anna take you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;to a coffee. They’re just like sun shining in the gloomy students’ life! This is not supposed to happen in an out-dated campus, especially in &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;SUN&lt;/st1:placename&gt;  &lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;YAT-SEN&lt;/st1:placename&gt; &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;University&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;. Rumors, which I firmly believe in, are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;that there’re no w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;onderful-looking guys here. But the fact today seems to be making an effort to rebuild their r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;eputation! After days of curiosity, I couldn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;’t help but ask the girls. Then whole things come to obvious. Those guys are not the students of SYS University, if anything, they belong to the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;earby college – Education Centre for Zhuhai Tsinghua Science Park[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;清华科技园&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;]. That park an&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;d our university have somehow signed a contract, that their students could move in R8 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;for living and our teaching building vacancy is available as &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;well. Well, that explains everything!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;THE GIRLS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Since the day before yesterday, I’ve been in endless upset. The story happened on that afternoon. I wok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt; up as&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt; usual at 2:00, rush on my clothes and hurry out to the teaching building. Just when I rushed down to the &lt;st1:chmetcnv tcsc="0" numbertype="1" negative="False" hasspace="False" sourcevalue="5" unitname="F" st="on"&gt;5F&lt;/st1:chmetcnv&gt; (I’m living on &lt;st1:chmetcnv tcsc="0" numbertype="1" negative="False" hasspace="False" sourcevalue="7" unitname="F" st="on"&gt;7F&lt;/st1:chmetcnv&gt;), a bunch of girls made for the staircase, too. OH MY GOD! My first reaction was these three words. THE GIRLS ARE GORGEOUS! Miniskirts, stockings, long boots, long curly or straight hair and with wonderful makeup, they fleeted to downstairs like butterflies shuttle in flowers. As I walked down the street, I began to realize that man-eaters are not excluded outside R7(where I was living). They are, quite the reverse, everywhere! Legs are floating everywhere right in front of me, under some colorful outfits and stylish boots, swinging towards to the classrooms. Hairs are drifted by the wind (here’s Zhuhai, of course there’s strong w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ind!), and they’re colorful, too! They’re red, yellow with the most fashionable looks, fixing even my pupils, let alone those boys’ passing by. Besides miniskirts, boots and barrettes, the handbag they’re carrying are attracted too, at least they successfully attracted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt; my attention! When I’m reaching to my classroom, I notice even a overweigh girl is in a tight jean, with curly yellow hair lolling on her shoulder! I’ve never felt that frustrated of my appearance since the first day I stepped in this university! All my never-done hair was bind together, loosen sports clothes had wrapped me up into a big baggage, from which you could never tell the body shape. The large bag hooking on my shoulder, with a brick-like GRE inside, was feeling as embarrass as its owner by comparison with others. In a word, MISERABLE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" face="times new roman"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="line-height: 12pt;font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Now is 5:&lt;st1:chmetcnv tcsc="0" numbertype="1" negative="False" hasspace="True" sourcevalue="25" unitname="in" st="on"&gt;25 in&lt;/st1:chmetcnv&gt; the afternoon, even the canteens are full of foxes. Those butterflies are floating over the floors, which I can tell from the sound outside my dorm. Foxes are chasing at each other right this moment, I’m sure. Those guys, women are absolutely avid of the eye contact from the opposite array. Or else the boyfriends and girlfriends are just busy feeding each other like they’re the only two in world. And I, the oldest woman on this campus(there’re only freshman and sophomore here), single and miserable and in a blizzard pajama, am typing this long passage, utterly wretched, to memorize my gorgeous 20. And right next to me, my dearest GRE is lying open in endless gloom…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div  style="text-align: right; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Written on 2007.3.15&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/37803516-4297121840909268066?l=tiantianbj810.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiantianbj810.blogspot.com/feeds/4297121840909268066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37803516&amp;postID=4297121840909268066' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37803516/posts/default/4297121840909268066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37803516/posts/default/4297121840909268066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiantianbj810.blogspot.com/2007/03/transformation-in-zhuhai-campus.html' title='Transformation in Zhuhai Campus'/><author><name>肥腸</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Sc0Q7MdPoB8/Sp4coRHqVoI/AAAAAAAAAIg/zF9eDDN7jIg/S220/%E6%88%91%E4%B8%AAlook.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Sc0Q7MdPoB8/Rf0CfaYikUI/AAAAAAAAABU/fgWjU9HjlPE/s72-c/70CDCAEC6F7F3F47392A7CEA27FA4EF3.GIF' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37803516.post-8439566838032810573</id><published>2007-03-04T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T13:26:49.479+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I realize...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; color: black;" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;It dawns on me that the one last time will be missed again, like Carrie and Big.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37803516-8439566838032810573?l=tiantianbj810.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiantianbj810.blogspot.com/feeds/8439566838032810573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37803516&amp;postID=8439566838032810573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37803516/posts/default/8439566838032810573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37803516/posts/default/8439566838032810573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiantianbj810.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-realize.html' title='I realize...'/><author><name>肥腸</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Sc0Q7MdPoB8/Sp4coRHqVoI/AAAAAAAAAIg/zF9eDDN7jIg/S220/%E6%88%91%E4%B8%AAlook.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37803516.post-1355104133691624194</id><published>2007-03-03T13:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T17:24:57.075+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my feelings'/><title type='text'>my baby act still hurting others?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Sc0Q7MdPoB8/Rf0FU6YikYI/AAAAAAAAAB0/45KwjhwyQfQ/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 326px; height: 260px;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Sc0Q7MdPoB8/Rf0FU6YikYI/AAAAAAAAAB0/45KwjhwyQfQ/s320/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043193014552531330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: left;font-family:times new roman;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:12;color:black;"  lang="EN-US" &gt;I’ve no intention to write this passage, but &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:12;color:black;"  lang="EN-US" &gt;there’s thing happened that changed my mind. Since most of my friends nowadays, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:12;color:black;"  lang="EN-US" &gt;especially the university friends who’re close with me, keep telling me that how great changes of my mind occurs, I couldn’t help but wonder, do I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:12;color:black;"  lang="EN-US" &gt;really change that much?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: left;font-family:times new roman;" align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:12;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: left;font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:12;color:black;"  lang="EN-US" &gt;Sometimes I’m quite pleased with my efforts, f&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:12;color:black;"  lang="EN-US" &gt;or which have successfully turned me into a low-pitched person, at least I was firmly sure of that like 20mins ago. Ever since I’m enrolled, I’ve been in the battle of fighting with my own self.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: left;font-family:times new roman;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:12;color:black;"  lang="EN-US" &gt; Against all odd, I was an outgoing and brash person. I used to speak out the way I feel and do what I want without regarding others’ feelings. Why? ‘ause I thought I was more superior than the rest of my schoolmates. I’M FROM THE &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;ZHIXIN&lt;/st1:placename&gt; &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;HIGH SCHOOL&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;! And the highlight exactly explains my arrogance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: left;font-family:times new roman;" align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:12;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: left;font-family:times new roman;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:12;color:black;"  lang="EN-US" &gt;Anyway, by getting along with my classmates, I somehow come to the progression to refine myself. It gradually dawns on me that a successful university life takes not only my shining behaviors, flying grading, but also a right attitude. Therefore, I was hiding my sharpness as the life goes. And finally till today, I have reshaped myself into a new person with much to hide. I don’t have the intention of hurting the ones I care, and I definitely don’t want those who I care alienate from me! Through the whole process I have gain a lot of friends and a brand-new personality. Roya just told me this morning that everyone have observed the changes that gone through me, and just the moment I was more than happy to get others confirmation, someone I care, I relie on have told me, like 20mins ago, he might still think I’m too shine to hold back and hurting others by the way I do and speak. I was shock, and am now still chock back by his opinion. Am I just too baby to get shelter from the big brother next door? Have I ever hurt him without I even observe it? I don’t know. I really have no idea. While I’m emotionally rewarding myself for having been doing well enough to carry on, I’ve never foreseen the fact that my baby acting still hurts the ones I care!!! Is he just being too kind for me that I’ve done something that’s away too far? The fact is, I’m a big girl in front of other people, but I can’t never grow up when being with those I count on. If that is true, how much have I ever hurt my parents, my closest friends like Pig, Crab and Bread…? I’m just too afraid to face all of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: left;font-family:times new roman;" align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:12;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: left;font-family:times new roman;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:12;color:black;"  lang="EN-US" &gt;Maybe I’ve never gone out of my ZHIXIN circle, and still a baby inside of those I lay myself on and keep hurting them. Can I be big enough to change it? or maybe that’s the true me?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:12;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;" align="right"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:12;color:black;"   lang="EN-US" &gt;Sleepless in night March 6, 2007…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:12;" lang="EN-US" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37803516-1355104133691624194?l=tiantianbj810.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiantianbj810.blogspot.com/feeds/1355104133691624194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37803516&amp;postID=1355104133691624194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37803516/posts/default/1355104133691624194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37803516/posts/default/1355104133691624194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiantianbj810.blogspot.com/2007/03/my-baby-act-still-hurting-others.html' title='my baby act still hurting others?'/><author><name>肥腸</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Sc0Q7MdPoB8/Sp4coRHqVoI/AAAAAAAAAIg/zF9eDDN7jIg/S220/%E6%88%91%E4%B8%AAlook.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Sc0Q7MdPoB8/Rf0FU6YikYI/AAAAAAAAAB0/45KwjhwyQfQ/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37803516.post-47589027907765127</id><published>2007-02-21T13:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T13:30:24.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>holding back</title><content type='html'>&lt;p  style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;I hold back a lot. What am I  scaring?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37803516-47589027907765127?l=tiantianbj810.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiantianbj810.blogspot.com/feeds/47589027907765127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37803516&amp;postID=47589027907765127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37803516/posts/default/47589027907765127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37803516/posts/default/47589027907765127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiantianbj810.blogspot.com/2007/03/holding-back.html' title='holding back'/><author><name>肥腸</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Sc0Q7MdPoB8/Sp4coRHqVoI/AAAAAAAAAIg/zF9eDDN7jIg/S220/%E6%88%91%E4%B8%AAlook.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37803516.post-4601956137901166585</id><published>2007-02-21T13:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T17:05:20.811+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Attitude's Changed</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;It really upsets me being so lazy on the pages… hard to  stick in English journals, but I truly don’t want &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;it sink into Kane’s prediction  – you’ll write in Chinese one day. That English journals are too much for us. I  don’t exactly know what it’s about, but maybe this prediction&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; has already become  coercion. Just wanna stick in it. I’d even rather to leave the spaces for such  long while than disturb its patte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;rn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Life stays still. There’s nothing special around me, or  if there has to be something, it must be my attitud&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;e.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Sc0Q7MdPoB8/Rf0ANqYikSI/AAAAAAAAABE/3BzMEA_QijI/s1600-h/print+my+love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 203px; height: 157px;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Sc0Q7MdPoB8/Rf0ANqYikSI/AAAAAAAAABE/3BzMEA_QijI/s200/print+my+love.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043187392440340770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;“How about being a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span&gt; volunteer?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I’ve always being compassionate, too compassionate that  it sometimes makes me feel bad about others’ treatments. But it was only to the  nature, to any creature with the exception of human. The more the nature  suffers, the more I dislike human being. The process was as natural as the moon  wanes and waxes. Just can’t believe this attitude changes during this vocation!  I used to mock Apple’s being enthusiastic on volunteering helping others, going  to the orphanages something. I used to think all these have nothing to do with  me, that they suffer what they deserve. However the whole thing diverts! For  going to the United States, I’ve studied a lot about being a volunteer. The  beginning is surely utilitarian, but as I learn more, I gradually feel myself  being a part of it. I begin to wish myself could be helpful, searching for any  chances to be a volunteer! I even delay my HK shopping for waiting the message  from the volunteer organization! Fine, now cheap winter clothes are deviate from  HK, and friends have all returned with my gifts, and I’ve heard nothing from  that organization!!! Anyway, I’m going to HK the next days after the family  trip… Upset!? A little bit. But I don’t regret. Well, my attitude has really  changed! ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/37803516-4601956137901166585?l=tiantianbj810.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiantianbj810.blogspot.com/feeds/4601956137901166585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37803516&amp;postID=4601956137901166585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37803516/posts/default/4601956137901166585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37803516/posts/default/4601956137901166585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiantianbj810.blogspot.com/2007/02/it-really-upsets-me-being-so-lazy-on.html' title='My Attitude&apos;s Changed'/><author><name>肥腸</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Sc0Q7MdPoB8/Sp4coRHqVoI/AAAAAAAAAIg/zF9eDDN7jIg/S220/%E6%88%91%E4%B8%AAlook.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Sc0Q7MdPoB8/Rf0ANqYikSI/AAAAAAAAABE/3BzMEA_QijI/s72-c/print+my+love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37803516.post-8338247274809984315</id><published>2007-01-26T13:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T17:00:23.532+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I’m addicted to “Sex and the City”!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;    If you wanna know what I feel about this TV series,  two words – ABSOLUTELY FABULOUS! This is one of the best series I’ve ever seen  through all the time, comparing with the followings– &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-indent: -18pt;font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;1.&lt;span style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;“The O.C.” &lt;/span&gt;– Damned, no one should waste more time watching it. It  doesn’t worth it. It’s just too complicated. Whenever there seems to be a brim &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;of happy ending, bales dawn right before you feel relaxed! And finally, in  season 3, Marissa Cooper actually died!!! What can you feel when your favorable  heroine died before the series end?! Sucked! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-indent: -18pt;font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;2.&lt;span style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;    &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;“Prison Break”&lt;/span&gt; – good series, but not my type. It’s too masculine,  and perhaps Michael Scofield doesn’t fit my taste. By the way, I do believe my  “American Culture and Society” teacher Abraham Fora look like Scofield.  Technically a handsome guy, too~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-indent: -18pt;font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;3.&lt;span style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;“Desperate Housewives”&lt;/span&gt; – good. I like it for the first&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; season, but  not the second. The season 2 is a little bit complicated for me. I just want  those women could have happy endings, but it actually goes the other way round!  I’m reaching for season 3, right after the “Sex and the City”  finished.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-indent: -18pt;font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;4.&lt;span style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;“Friends”&lt;/span&gt; – I live it, though not as much as “Sex and the City”.  Too classic, that I don’t think I need to talk about it. By the way, Kane’s  crazy about Rachel~ Funny, cause I’ve never thought he’s so make a  letch!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-indent: -18pt;font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;5.&lt;span style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;“Sex and the City”&lt;/span&gt; – Fabulous!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p face="times new roman" style="text-indent: -18pt;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Sc0Q7MdPoB8/Rfz_eKYikRI/AAAAAAAAAA8/KQcKyPLMEy8/s1600-h/top_key.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 385px; height: 280px;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Sc0Q7MdPoB8/Rfz_eKYikRI/AAAAAAAAAA8/KQcKyPLMEy8/s320/top_key.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043186576396554514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Plot Summary for "Sex and the City" (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/Sections/Years/1998"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;1998&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-indent: 21pt;font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;A sensuous and ironic sitcom about  four young, desirable, virtually inseparable New York bachelor girls who lead  and confide in each-other their ever changing and confusing sex lives, as  different as their natures. Carrie Bradshaw is a charming petite columnist, and  often the narrator of the story, either writing her copy or off screen,  constantly tossing up and rejecting different views on just about anything that  does or might impact modern women's sex lives; she tries almost everything, is  constantly disappointed, but always seems to return to a certain Mr. Big.  Miranda Hobbes is a red-hair lawyer determined to score professionally and to be  though in love to, yet her only faithful lover is an insecure nerd. Charlotte  York is a gallery-managing wasp from a prestigious, super-rich family, with high  old-fashioned moral standards for her lovable but insecure self but  unfortunately almost impossible to live up to for any lover, whenever she can  find a socially acceptable one. Samantha Jones is every feminist's hero, and the  utterly unashamed voice of lust at their meetings: an acclaimed PR agent and  unstoppable nymphomaniac man-eater who can flirt the pants off almost any man  (often literally and fast) and always feels like more, without a hint of  commitment, claiming this is the age for woman to do what men always did to  them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-indent: -18pt; font-family: times new roman;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37803516-8338247274809984315?l=tiantianbj810.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiantianbj810.blogspot.com/feeds/8338247274809984315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37803516&amp;postID=8338247274809984315' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37803516/posts/default/8338247274809984315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37803516/posts/default/8338247274809984315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiantianbj810.blogspot.com/2007/03/im-addicted-to-sex-and-city.html' title='I’m addicted to “Sex and the City”!!'/><author><name>肥腸</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Sc0Q7MdPoB8/Sp4coRHqVoI/AAAAAAAAAIg/zF9eDDN7jIg/S220/%E6%88%91%E4%B8%AAlook.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Sc0Q7MdPoB8/Rfz_eKYikRI/AAAAAAAAAA8/KQcKyPLMEy8/s72-c/top_key.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37803516.post-116506021621068580</id><published>2006-12-02T19:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T11:04:46.415+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my wishes'/><title type='text'>Briefing Session of the Work Camp in Summer 2006 JIA –Work Camp Coordination Center</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;When JIA organized work camp in this summer, many people supported our program financially. Therefore, JIA holds a briefing session for the summer camp to take our accountability and transparency and to introduce our work camp to more and more people. You are more than welcome to attend the briefing session.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Date: 15:00-17:00, October 15, Sunday&lt;br /&gt;Location: Class Room 414 of Foreign Language School Building of Zhongshan University&lt;br /&gt;Guide to the Class Room: Sasa, 13430279710&lt;br /&gt;Attendee: about 100 people (Donors, Participants of Work Camps, Those who are interesting in JIA, etc.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Contents:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;15:00-15:05   Opening (Katty ZHANG, Seven XIE, HARADA Tailang Ryotaro)&lt;br /&gt;15:05-15:15   Slide Show for the Work Camp in Jiaping Village, Guangxi&lt;br /&gt;15:15-15:30   Introduction of JIA –Work Camp Coordination Center (GY WANG)&lt;br /&gt;15:30-15:40   Report of Work Camp in Haifeng Village, Guangdong (YE Yuanyang)&lt;br /&gt;15:40-15:50   Report of Work Camp in Guanzhu Village, Guangdong (Katty ZHANG, NAKAHARA Takuya)&lt;br /&gt;15:50-16:00    Hip Hop Dance Performance 16:00-16:10  Report of Work Camp in Danchang Village, Guangdong (Aya SU)&lt;br /&gt;16:10-16:25    Introduction of the past Fund-Raising Events (Davis WANG, CAI Jieshan)&lt;br /&gt;16:25-?          Free Time (Communication, Charity Bazaar, etc.) * We prepared for translators into English. * There are photos displayed on the wall of the class room, and campers (participants for the work camp) will introduce it to you personally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Introduction of Presenters:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katty ZHANG (MC) Foreign Language Department of Zhongshan University&lt;br /&gt;Seven XIE (MC) Graduated from Foreign Language Department of Zhongshan University 2006, working in Japan Air Line at present&lt;br /&gt;GY WANG Project Coordinator of JIA, studying in Social Work Department of Guandong University of Business Study&lt;br /&gt;YE Yuangyang Foreign Language Department of Zhongshan University NAKAHARA&lt;br /&gt;Takuya Graduated from Waseda University in Japan2006, working in Recruit Corp., Ltd. (studying Chinese in Zhongshan University at present)&lt;br /&gt;Aya SU Law School of Guandong University of Business Study&lt;br /&gt;Davis WANG Sociology Department of Zhongshan University&lt;br /&gt;CAI Jieshan Graduated from Hanshan Teacher’s College 2003, Volunteer Staff of JIA at present&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37803516-116506021621068580?l=tiantianbj810.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiantianbj810.blogspot.com/feeds/116506021621068580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37803516&amp;postID=116506021621068580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37803516/posts/default/116506021621068580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37803516/posts/default/116506021621068580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiantianbj810.blogspot.com/2006/12/try-try.html' title='Briefing Session of the Work Camp in Summer 2006 JIA –Work Camp Coordination Center'/><author><name>肥腸</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Sc0Q7MdPoB8/Sp4coRHqVoI/AAAAAAAAAIg/zF9eDDN7jIg/S220/%E6%88%91%E4%B8%AAlook.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
