tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23915816874669078842024-02-19T20:43:29.269+08:00TheSecondOne's Life ConquestsMy personal blog about random off-topics.TheSecondOnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05934500322156731085noreply@blogger.comBlogger21125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2391581687466907884.post-15829835977456571142012-07-16T16:22:00.001+08:002012-07-16T16:23:05.861+08:00Landscape Architecture and Cycling<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Didn't post here for over a year. So much has happened, so I'll just focus on 2 things this time. First thing is that I'm changing industries after working in engineering for 6 years. I'm currently studying landscape architecture, which is filled with so much work and sleepless nights. Above is a video that I've compiled to show the work I've produced in my first year of studies. At first, I was so bad at drawing and using drawing programs. I still am quite bad, but thanks to my classmates, I managed.<br />
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Second thing is that I finally learned how to cycle. Well, I still need to learn how to turn left more efficiently and to hop up a curb. But for now, I can feel good about conquering one of the sports that I had so much trouble with (the other ones are swimming, skating, and snowboarding).TheSecondOnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05934500322156731085noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2391581687466907884.post-29764338613555062502011-05-20T23:46:00.000+08:002011-05-20T23:46:38.996+08:00Xiamen Vacation<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Just came back from Xiamen, China a couple days ago. Attached are the 3 YouTube videos I've made along the way.</span><br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.youtube.com/embed/VZsE5iT4lBQ?feature=player_embedded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.youtube.com/embed/DVXVKJlBdJA?feature=player_embedded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.youtube.com/embed/SsqksSVxdmM?feature=player_embedded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div>TheSecondOnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05934500322156731085noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2391581687466907884.post-19891723726711426822011-05-03T22:47:00.001+08:002011-05-03T22:48:48.094+08:00Tough Road To Muscle-Building<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvbQVn5eP4hminiwX5aUwdvnl13lvGTimHnpCeUfQ3MUd-HoQidan18hMDxQSpksyhw1oYCGgl55wY1ycb69cMA6I3W1nvSoOMbBeNND6kywelqq0UFE13BO9YC024vg6kgflID1dfJAwO/s1600/UltimateMuscle.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvbQVn5eP4hminiwX5aUwdvnl13lvGTimHnpCeUfQ3MUd-HoQidan18hMDxQSpksyhw1oYCGgl55wY1ycb69cMA6I3W1nvSoOMbBeNND6kywelqq0UFE13BO9YC024vg6kgflID1dfJAwO/s400/UltimateMuscle.jpg" width="341" /></span></a></div><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">The path to getting bigger is exceptionally hard. I've played around the gym since 2005 and made many mistakes. I didn't eat after a workout, didn't eat enough protein or calories in general, and focused on all the mediocre-effectiveness arm curls. Since buying a book called "The New Rules Of Lifting", I started to understand the muscle-building concept. But once again, I made a mistake on the post-workout meal. Many people advised on taking more sugar than protein in order to "feed" the protein into the muscles. Big mistake. The sugar actually added inches to my waistline. (I guess it might work for people who don't regularly eat white rice or other carbohydrates.) For the last 4 workouts, I drank the whey protein shake without the dextrose and I'm starting to feel better. As I look into the mirror these days, I realized that my chest and back are a bit thicker thanks to the bench presses, cable-seated rows, and deadlifts. Before this discovery, I was really compelled to quit because 6 years of no results can be quite the turnoff. But now that my goal is clear, it is only a matter of time before I look like the guy in this photo.</span>TheSecondOnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05934500322156731085noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2391581687466907884.post-4056777564713801402011-05-02T18:07:00.000+08:002011-05-02T18:07:33.161+08:00Osama bin Laden<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">It is absolutely great news that bin Laden, the terrorist leader, is finally dead. I still remember the 911 incident shortly after I started university.</span>TheSecondOnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05934500322156731085noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2391581687466907884.post-89593706060359513052011-04-26T11:53:00.001+08:002011-04-26T12:17:58.501+08:00Fish Recovery and the Best TV Show of All-Time<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dzXl5KlWnn_0nO0Jnfbz_AbdzK5AhzzUuxTrzQoeYbwcMwky0OTJuQohuLMBhf2M45hGqcFzKONovU50t73bg' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div><br />
Gunnery Sergeant Uranus had been sick for almost 2 weeks. This morning, however, he greeted me with warm flaps of his pectoral fins. I haven't seen him swim so peacefully since his sickness. It made me happily go to work too.<br />
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A while back, I finished watching what I consider to be the best drama TV show of all-time. It's actually a Korean drama (with English subtitles) called Giant, which talked about how a boy overcame the deaths of his parents, the loss of his brothers and sister, the hardships of being a homeless person, the joy of being accepted into a good family, the joy of being educated, the pain of being accused for murder, the triumph of being the leader of the prisoners, the joy of starting his own construction company, and the hardships of keeping his company afloat. This TV show changed the way I see things. If any of you aren't certain about where life leads, then this show is for you. 60 episodes is much less than the 192 of 24.<br />
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<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: Tahoma; font-size: 10pt; mso-fareast-font-family: Tahoma; mso-fareast-language: ZH-HK;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Personally, I think Adidas could've come up with a better slogan, but this fits with my recent accomplishment of mastering the riffle shuffle quite well. I had always been bad at shuffling cards and that frustrated me when playing cards with friends.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"><br />
</div><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: Tahoma; font-size: 10pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: Tahoma; mso-fareast-language: ZH-HK;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">So I bought a new pack of cards and followed the expert advice from ExpertVillage.com. And now I'm proud to say that after 4 days, I finally mastered the on-the-table riffle shuffle. What an accomplishment! Now all I got to do is to wait for the next time we play cards. Hope I won't forget how to shuffle by then.</span></span>TheSecondOnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05934500322156731085noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2391581687466907884.post-321298276370495882011-01-24T18:33:00.003+08:002011-02-28T23:14:58.669+08:00AKB48<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6pD43VDmrN9rXXI8mPzLZpzcb-iwEc5hM_Ne3wAkwfQVql6H_eEgj6rCFdjiZzDTu6l5UkBbtO_sGTfApyWIefRklp5Sn7Q0hbNvGcpzMKq0L_3Gtr2Fuv6KXG_PEv2hge2hgyBvQoHTU/s1600/AKB48_River.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><img border="0" height="223" s5="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6pD43VDmrN9rXXI8mPzLZpzcb-iwEc5hM_Ne3wAkwfQVql6H_eEgj6rCFdjiZzDTu6l5UkBbtO_sGTfApyWIefRklp5Sn7Q0hbNvGcpzMKq0L_3Gtr2Fuv6KXG_PEv2hge2hgyBvQoHTU/s400/AKB48_River.jpg" width="400" /></span></a></div><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">After working 20+ hours straight for some crazy work proposal (on a Sunday!), I arrived home at around 8am. My television was pointed at the J2 channel. That was when I saw the amazing music video featuring beautiful Japanese girls in macho military uniforms. The song was good too, but that's secondary. I didn't know the name of the song but I remembered hearing River River River. So after I slept a couple of hours and woke up at 5pm, I tried searching for it on Google and Youtube.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">Somehow, as I was watching this video for the second time, I realized something. AKB48 stands for 48 girls in the band, I assume. That is a huge number for a group. I also assume that this band will soon shrink in size to a more manageable number like 12, because 48 is just too much supply. That means 36 of the girls will be packing home and going off to find a new career path. But I'm sure that out of these 36 girls, none of them will regret for their time spent as singers/dancers. Even though initially they may be upset that their performing careers have ended so fast, they will still treasure the moment because it means something to them.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">Then I thought about my life, with the good times and the bad. I always wanted to erase my bad memories, somehow. But, after watching this video, I realize that I should treasure them instead. The bad times have made me stronger and turned me to the man I am today.</span>TheSecondOnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05934500322156731085noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2391581687466907884.post-40734845946099069722011-01-14T12:09:00.000+08:002011-01-14T12:09:21.187+08:00Uranus and 24<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglGanM_Vqg3b6ENdGZ_L4E-PoEr2kyvSvDtWfCZCTNEzOqjGZ1QnZiev9P3VygPW9VofGgfwCBCA5gU5fBe72d8LdnePSY1gPrsZW9u7u2OaL-lv4ga_zRJkN_8JeD8_BRpc6SQtKVUfFH/s1600/GySgtUranus_02.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="266" n4="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglGanM_Vqg3b6ENdGZ_L4E-PoEr2kyvSvDtWfCZCTNEzOqjGZ1QnZiev9P3VygPW9VofGgfwCBCA5gU5fBe72d8LdnePSY1gPrsZW9u7u2OaL-lv4ga_zRJkN_8JeD8_BRpc6SQtKVUfFH/s400/GySgtUranus_02.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Last week, I bought a new Siamese fighting fish. This one is a little different from the past 4 I had as they were all plakats, with short fins. This one is the most common and dominant breed, called the veiltail, which has long fins. My logic is that since they're the dominant breed, they should be better at surviving and live longer as a result. I hope that Gunnery Sergeant Uranus can surpass 3 years.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">I also just finished watching all 8 seasons of 24. What an accomplishment! I learned a lot from the movie, including some gun models, military strategies, political agendas, and much more. But what was probably the most important were 2 quotes. They are "Do what makes you happy," and if that's not possible, "Try to make choices that you can live with."</span>TheSecondOnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05934500322156731085noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2391581687466907884.post-76566522551048700302011-01-03T18:17:00.000+08:002011-01-03T18:17:01.312+08:00Lazy Gym Instructor<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">A week ago, I asked a gym instructor for advice on doing the deadlift. He was so lazy that he came up with 3 innovative excuses to avoid getting out of his seat. Excuse #1: "I don't use the machines here, so you'll probably be more familiar with them than me." Excuse #2: "Why don't you show me how you would do it without actually lifting the barbell?" Excuse #3: "I want to talk with the other gym regulars instead." What a disgrace to other fitness instructors.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">By the way, I just realized that I have written on this blog for 1 year. What a milestone. Perhaps what's more remarkable was that I averaged 11 posts a month in the beginning... and now it's around 2. As for the TV show 24, I already finished watching seasons 1-5 and 8.</span>TheSecondOnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05934500322156731085noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2391581687466907884.post-1819509787381312012010-12-17T14:33:00.004+08:002010-12-17T14:38:38.847+08:0024 and Workout<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.longislandpress.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/01/jack2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: right; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="248" n4="true" src="http://www.longislandpress.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/01/jack2.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Lately, I've been extremely addicted to watching the reruns of the TV show, 24, on the internet. I originally wanted to just watch the episodes I missed during the last season. However, I soon made an unwise decision to watch the first season too. And that led to watching the second season, and third. I watched between five and six episodes every night and that was because the website only allowed 72 minutes of viewing time before I had to wait 54 minutes to watch another session. I won't reveal the website address, although it can be searched on Google. Jack Bauer is amazing, able to fight so good and to use innovative methods to torture suspects. I would be a lot better off if I had a quarter of his skills.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">I also bought a book last week called "The New Rules of Lifting", which taught me all I needed to know about weight training. I realized that I had wasted my previous 5 years by "doing the machines". After I finished my first real workout on Wednesday, I realized how painful muscle building really is. But there's no turning back now. The world can look forward to another Rocky very soon.</span>TheSecondOnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05934500322156731085noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2391581687466907884.post-63362257523776730102010-12-01T22:33:00.007+08:002011-01-30T18:07:52.353+08:00Seaside Toilet Between Wakayama and Osaka<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" closure_uid_plbz1b="342" height="300" ox="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibwrlmIY5sf9yMWhctK13k48x6WqnuZAjKIRERXs0U2tBdwsWll8pd38vg2c1YAuoh-0vtJSDnGGBGzDOtmRIGdBPwiueRh_6_WicrY_rW-zB4nkQo5RJAYsrK7XD4_XcJovtlp4jNjLxB/s400/DSC_0235.jpg" width="400" /></span></div><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">To your right is a seemingly regular roadside toilet, located somewhere between Wakayama and Osaka, Japan. However, upon walking inside, you'll find that it is much, much more. I've actually been there once, but it was almost 2 years ago. Why do I write about it now? Because I have this habit of daydreaming about good things from time-to-time.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">I'm not sure about the women's side, but if you enter the male toilet, as you're urinating on the wall, you'll be looking at a 180 degree view of a stunning seashore. It is so stunning that I don't even have a photo of it. You really have to be there to experience it. Showing you a photo will only cheapen the experience. So if any of you plan to go to Osaka sometime soon, try not to miss this toilet. Because even though Osaka may not be as good of a tourist spot as Tokyo or Sapporo, this toilet definitely makes up for it.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">And if you really arrive there, please take a photo, showing both the toilet interior and seaside view, to show to me later. To be honest, I actually forgot to take the photo ^O^ Thanks.</span>TheSecondOnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05934500322156731085noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2391581687466907884.post-79442434658449466502010-11-29T22:06:00.000+08:002010-11-29T22:06:04.058+08:00Skullcandy TiTAN<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQfXa2Cdux3P1lNKEsZ-QtjJektqBnhXV17THbw_p8N7FFhZzQlk5xDWu_jWRyyFVGh2SxJihtQOU5HLv9cRQRwzvz3kTP8I-vAp0u8RRPZArMMQhqJ0-yrnVU6hZxTuhrIpb8hOzdduYp/s1600/SkullcandyTitan.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" ox="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQfXa2Cdux3P1lNKEsZ-QtjJektqBnhXV17THbw_p8N7FFhZzQlk5xDWu_jWRyyFVGh2SxJihtQOU5HLv9cRQRwzvz3kTP8I-vAp0u8RRPZArMMQhqJ0-yrnVU6hZxTuhrIpb8hOzdduYp/s400/SkullcandyTitan.bmp" width="400" /></a></div><div><span style="font-family: arial;">Well, let's see, I haven't been too active on this blog lately. So even though I don't have much to talk about, I'll write this lame entry on Skullcandy TiTAN in-ear headphones. I'm also going to write more on this blog so that scouts from magazines can "discover" me, like scouts "discover" models in a shopping mall.</span> <div><span style="font-family: Arial;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family: Arial;"></span></div><div></div><div><span style="font-family: Arial;"></span></div></div><div><span style="font-family: Arial;">So back to topic now. A while ago, I researched on some in-ear headphones because I suspected that my old ones weren't high quality enough. At first, I wanted to buy the Monster Turbine with Control Talk because the design is just so cool. The reviews were good, the jack connection was gold-plated and L-shaped, the wires were handsomely arranged using wire organizers, and I heard that the audio quality is great, especially the bass. Unfortunately, the hefty price tag of $1480 at HMV really made me think for some time.</span></div><div><span style="font-family: Arial;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family: Arial;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family: Arial;"></span></div><br />
<div><span style="font-family: Arial;">It made me think for so long that one day, I bought the Skullcandy TiTAN instead. I thought, what the hell, why do I need to buy the best headphone, when a not so shabby $299 one may do just fine. Considering that my old earphones were only $79, $299 is already a considerable upgrade. And, as you can see from the picture, wearing this out on the streets is already well above average amongst the iPhone earphones. The only thing that bothered me were the aluminum-braided cables because they just keep on tangling up, like koalas hugging onto each other. At one point I wanted to exchange it, but after finding out I can't, I gave in. Besides the cable, the audio quality is pretty good. The bass is good. With these earbuds, I can hear a lot more "hidden" sounds that my old Sony's could not pick up.</span></div><div><span style="font-family: Arial;"></span> </div><div><span style="font-family: Arial;"><div><span style="font-family: Arial;">So, that's my review. Hope you enjoyed it and I'll see you guys next time!</span></div></span></div>TheSecondOnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05934500322156731085noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2391581687466907884.post-42977598085017358102010-11-29T21:42:00.000+08:002010-11-29T21:42:57.520+08:00Drop-Dead Gorgeous Dance Instructor<span style="font-family: arial;">Today, I attended an audition for Disney Character Performers. After the signup procedures, the candidates headed up to another floor for height measurement. I was happy to fit under the height requirement of Chip 'n Dale, my favorite Disney duo. Then we went into a large dance room. All the candidates stood along the edge of the room, anxious to know what's to come. A lone female was reading a book at corner of the room, not saying a word. She wore a conservative black blazer and black pants. For a minute, I thought she was actually a secretary. That all changed, when the other Disney staff came into the room. Suddenly, she stood up, faced the audience, and took off her blazer gently. She had a white tanktop, which could barely cover her perky bosoms. They were literally saying hello to the candidates. Teamed up with her gorgeous face, the visual image caused a chain reaction inside of me. My God, life is good.</span>TheSecondOnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05934500322156731085noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2391581687466907884.post-73250586207668865352010-11-29T21:40:00.000+08:002010-11-29T21:40:32.851+08:00Engine<span style="font-family: arial;">I recently watched another Japanese TV drama, called Engine, on the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">internet</span>. It was after watching Good Luck!! and Pride, all by the same actor, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Kimura</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Takuya</span>. The TV show is about a car racer who got fired in the first 10 minutes of the first episode. He decided to go back to his old racing team to beg for a racing position. The problem is that he's already 32, presumably past the peak 20's as a racer. Despite endless persuasion by his drop-dead gorgeous ex-girlfriend to quit his dream, he continued to pursue it. He even managed to win the current team's racer, but was only offered a position of car mechanic. The story goes on, but the majority of the drama is actually about the orphanage started by his foster dad and sister. Again, there's at least 2 beautiful ladies in the orphanage. You just gotta watch the TV drama to know what I mean.</span>TheSecondOnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05934500322156731085noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2391581687466907884.post-40903109250906998982010-11-29T21:35:00.000+08:002010-11-29T21:35:43.225+08:00Paper Airplanes<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEia8gPfMIU2JxXkBf9uqci3Ky77vXFX-4DZLL49XR_SvXpXbg2nrSOz4k8F5WzFm7zlMq2r-aMVzSwrXxvnr2POZfTHKn5flNferKxx8h3A_QWCxWPCu0Ei2gPVLJIUvGZ55D_uQGOejok2/s1600/Star+Glider.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" ox="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEia8gPfMIU2JxXkBf9uqci3Ky77vXFX-4DZLL49XR_SvXpXbg2nrSOz4k8F5WzFm7zlMq2r-aMVzSwrXxvnr2POZfTHKn5flNferKxx8h3A_QWCxWPCu0Ei2gPVLJIUvGZ55D_uQGOejok2/s400/Star+Glider.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div><span style="font-family: arial;">As a part of my goal to learn more about aviation, I looked up a few paper airplane designs and folded the good-looking ones myself. The one in the middle is the easiest to fold, looks the coolest, but doesn't fly too far (best used to impress kids). The one on the right has 2 collapse folds, doesn't look too cool, but flies the farthest (best used for competitions). The one on the left is in between. <br />
I'll try to fold an F-15 fighter jet next time.</span></div>TheSecondOnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05934500322156731085noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2391581687466907884.post-27989327994132764882010-11-29T21:28:00.000+08:002010-11-29T21:28:37.163+08:00I Wanna Ride Like A Silver Dove<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-Xbslna4e0XjQj7-e7yhzsrHVW_pDGH0fz5agt9WRCtKKwUi6m01y-HYePlMlrKoWieCfKVXrwcWDKes4067uumTv94tmEqyRw3xFe7x_Zv97mHh_Jn7OEq465oHwXufags3AWo1g6nMD/s1600/Slingsby+T-67+Firefly.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="250" ox="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-Xbslna4e0XjQj7-e7yhzsrHVW_pDGH0fz5agt9WRCtKKwUi6m01y-HYePlMlrKoWieCfKVXrwcWDKes4067uumTv94tmEqyRw3xFe7x_Zv97mHh_Jn7OEq465oHwXufags3AWo1g6nMD/s400/Slingsby+T-67+Firefly.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div><span style="font-family: arial;">I've been watching another Japanese television show every Saturday night at 11pm. Aren't there a lot of those lately? It's called Good Luck!! and it shows the adventures of a new co-pilot on All Nippon Airways, the up's and down's of being a pilot on-the-job. After some research, I think I'll probably book a Trial Introductory Flight aboard the C152 for $2471. Not bad for one hour of flying experience. Now, the only downside of this is that the C152 can only carry two people, the flight instructor and I. There's no room for female guests.</span></div>TheSecondOnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05934500322156731085noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2391581687466907884.post-55223441401632144312010-11-29T21:23:00.000+08:002010-11-29T21:23:06.464+08:00Zombieland & Operation Love<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqxt86DlOzZdyoyXjQNXUC7OIRqfzXsnMcys4za0tZ44fGfpltM53ffb0dfELvUw5a0HM3Nw7t-0NItXL2s6tKaaZ8WB39K9RcwNwyBvJrWreTEK8KuauiiR67Tp3MvgAFSVOXb9drl9R8/s1600/EmmaStone.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" ox="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqxt86DlOzZdyoyXjQNXUC7OIRqfzXsnMcys4za0tZ44fGfpltM53ffb0dfELvUw5a0HM3Nw7t-0NItXL2s6tKaaZ8WB39K9RcwNwyBvJrWreTEK8KuauiiR67Tp3MvgAFSVOXb9drl9R8/s400/EmmaStone.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><span style="font-family: arial;">I watched Zombieland and some other Japanese television show called Operation Love. Let me talk about Zombieland first. It's a fun movie, but let me focus on the most important thing here. Emma Stone, the lead actress, was absolutely the sexiest woman I've ever seen! Her personality, reflected in her body language, was mesmerizing. Her green eyes, the twitch in her hips, and the way she bends her neck enabled her to score a perfect 10 on the sexy-o-meter! It would be nice if there were women like that in Hong Kong.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: arial;">Operation Love revolves around a guy who's attending his former lover's wedding. For 14 years, he wanted to ask her out on a date but never had the courage to. But during the wedding, a ghost appeared and allowed the guy to go back in time to rectify certain key events, so that he might turn out to be the one marrying her. So far, he's traveled back seven times, sometimes being able to change things around, sometimes not. The eighth episode will show on Sunday, March 21, 2010.</span>TheSecondOnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05934500322156731085noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2391581687466907884.post-49583710029376036882010-11-29T21:07:00.000+08:002010-11-29T21:07:56.267+08:00Mistakes And Failure Are Good<span style="font-family: Arial;">Mistakes and failures are good. They're not bad. Who said they're bad? You guessed it, our mind said it's bad. Well, imagine someone who never makes a single mistake. Yeah, there's no doubt he feels happy. But the fact that he doesn't make mistakes means he can never learn from them. And how can you improve when you never learn? He'll stay at the same level all along, while other people (who make mistakes) will learn and improve to surpass his level. So whoever said that mistakes are bad can think again.</span>TheSecondOnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05934500322156731085noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2391581687466907884.post-80352463079717699742010-11-29T21:01:00.000+08:002010-11-29T21:29:47.863+08:00Surrogates (The Movie)<span style="font-family: Arial;">Yesterday, I watched the DVD of Bruce Willis's Surrogates. That movie was pretty disturbing, talking about the future world where almost everyone operates a mechanical version of themselves (surrogates) to interact with other surrogates. And because of this technology, everyone made their appearances perfect (ex. Tom Cruise faces, DD-cup breasts, etc.). Sick, isn't it?</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">It made me think about how much people tend to their appearances, when it's really the mind and spirit that counts. Actually, even now, we're imitating surrogates by wearing clothes and styling our hair. For women, they put on makeup too, some noticeably wearing masks. What's up with this world? We should throw all our clothes away and live naturally.</span>TheSecondOnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05934500322156731085noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2391581687466907884.post-27545296226836603792010-11-29T20:56:00.001+08:002010-11-29T22:26:47.959+08:00M1A2 Main Battle Tank<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHWhMsfg8yOXRJ6Qms9KM6OFdfKFpT5WuAyAhbbductu_HsqYevqUlON-pYkK7002oyOXvKDvGbT3pTjRV2owD_5KHv8revr1slzituGea48s8H9SF2Iqc6PPi8s_3PEQHB-VYtkDZ5ldD/s1600/M1A2abrams_03.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="225" ox="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHWhMsfg8yOXRJ6Qms9KM6OFdfKFpT5WuAyAhbbductu_HsqYevqUlON-pYkK7002oyOXvKDvGbT3pTjRV2owD_5KHv8revr1slzituGea48s8H9SF2Iqc6PPi8s_3PEQHB-VYtkDZ5ldD/s400/M1A2abrams_03.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><span style="font-family: arial;">Today, I just saw someone who's missing his right hand and half his forearm. He's concealing it well because it's winter now. But how can he do this during the summer? I can imagine the pain he's been through, rejected because of his disability. This reminds me how fortunate I am to be in full health. So, now's not to time to play it safe with life. I have to charge out like an M1 Abrams main battle tank and actively seek for what I want.</span>TheSecondOnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05934500322156731085noreply@blogger.com0