I notice a rise in visitors. There's more people visiting. Most are looking for Windows Media Player 10 (WMP10) screenshots. Yeah, I have some.
Humorous QuoteAnd yeah, I now have more. To satisfy the search engine visitors, I'll share more screenshots of WMP10
See, the problem is that God gives men a brain and a penis, and only enough blood to run one at a time.
- Robin Williams
These are much better screenshots. I see the headers - Playing, Library, Rip, Burn, Sync, Guide, Guide, Movies, TV. Good job in renaming some of the sections, I like the words "Rip" and "Burn" better than "Copy from CD" and "Copy to CD or device".
It seems that Microsoft is trying to make their users more aware of the premium subscription stuff too.
Anyway, here're the screenshots:
Windows Media Player 10 ScreenshotsThe build number of WMP10 is 9.00.00.3409. Asides the installation that says "Windows Media Player 10", there is no where else that would suggest the change in version number.
- WMP10 Playing
- Windows Media Guide
- WMP10 Movies
- Edit Playlist
- Windows Media Player 10 About Screen
Removed after May 15, 2004
WMP10 is part of Windows Media Center Edition Update Beta (MCE 2005) that has been shipped to Media Center testers.
Singapore is a really clean place. It is not that our people are such thoughtful beings and throw our litter into the bin every time. It is just that our environmental ministry hires more cleaners. That's it! There you have it - Singapore's secret to a cleaner city.
Well, look at Germany's then.
Berlin has introduced five talking waste bins which say thank you in three different languages or scream "goal" to help promote a cleaner city.I wouldn't mind one of these you know. I think these will really brighten my day. It's funny to note that they thank the patrons in all language except their home one, lol.
The talking waste bins - which curiously say thank you in French, Japanese and English but not German - are located in an area popular with tourists at the central Potsdamer Platz and at the Zoo train station in the west of the city.
Fifteen more solar-powered talking waste bins may follow in the short term, Bernd Mueller, spokesman for the city's waste disposal services, said Monday.
However, the city does not plan to teach all 20,000 Berlin bins to talk.
"That's much too expensive," said Mueller. "But everybody loves those bins."
Source: Reuters via MSNBC
So yesterday, I went to see a doctor since my mother force me to. She say my forehead is suggesting a fever.
Did you know?My mother accompanied me to the doctor's. And there is this female doctor sitting inside the room. Frankly speaking, she doesn't really look like a doctor. She looks like those ladies who should be having high tea at some restaurant in the city gossiping about the latest developments in the neighbor's extramarital relationships.
Michael Schumacher is the highest paid sportsman, ahead of Tiger Woods and Arnold Palmer.
(Not including sponsorship endorsements.)
But there she is, she is my doctor. The consultation doesn't begin right away. I went in and she was talking on the phone. What the hell, she is wasting my precious time. I could have spend this time listening to an extra song in my portable CD player.
After 4 minutes [yes, I timed her], she puts down her phone politely and attended to me. I told her I have a fever.
She placed a thermometer under my tongue. I hate that. There's a ear thermometer too, you know.. Who cares if it's not as accurate, so long as it's faster. The thermometer stayed under my tongue for a minutes but this minute seemed to be extremely long.
Finally, a beep and the thermometer is retrieved. It says 36.9, which is incidentally the best temperature one can ever offer to delight the doctors.
The doctor scribbled abstract art on my medical record and say that I have no fever and she'll give me flu medicine and some antibiotics. All that takes only 3 minutes, including the temperature taking!
And she talked 4 damn minutes on the phone! To make things worse, my mother went on to talk to her about her children. They were merrily talking about job opportunities. About how good a job teaching is, etc..
Frankly, I don't give much concern to this job opportunities thing. What I am more concern is - why the hell are they spending 11 minutes talking about their personal views when I am suppose to be the sick one?!!
Windows Media Player 10 (WMP10) screenshots has surfaced. The great guys from Neowin.net got an early copy of WMP10 for Windows XP.
Inspirational QuoteNew features include photo device support and scheduled media description updates. There'll be a slight change in the user interface as well. I noticed that the buttons have a more glassy look. [Hey, glassy look.. Doesn't it remind you of..?] Actually I prefer the WMP9 look.
Friendship is a plant of slow growth and must undergo and withstand the shocks of adversity before it is entitled to the appellation.
- George Washington
But then again, WMP10 is still at the very early stages. The user interface looks problematic. The tabs "Now Playing", "Media Guide", etc., are no where to be seen.
I imagine how the interface will probably look like in the end and reproduce my imagination with a image-editing program. I actually imagine it with easy-to-recognize graphical icons to click on but I can't draw them.
Screenshots (provided by Neowin.net):The build number of WMP10 is 9.00.00.3409. Asides the installation that says "Windows Media Player 10", there is no where else that would suggest the change in version number.
My idea of end product's interface:
WMP10 is part of Windows Media Center Edition Update Beta (MCE 2005) that has been shipped to Media Center testers this week.
Source: Neowin.net's Exclusive: Windows Media Player 10 Revealed
I don't understand this thing about moods. They're really quite puzzling. I have absolutely no mood to blog yesterday.
Inspirational QuoteIt's the studying week now, no school. I stayed home. I should be happy. I thought I would be happy. My first self-declared holiday started yesterday, Wednesday.
I prefer to be true to myself, even at the hazard of incurring the ridicule of others, rather than to be false, and to incur my own abhorrence.
- Frederick Douglass
I woke up excitedly yesterday and turned on my computer. I am so looking forward to this day. Day after day, I go to school faithfully to see the lecturers and to get the attendance. Wednesday will be a break from this chore.
However, for some reason, my mood wasn't there. For some unknown reason. I probably spend half an hour pondering what the hell happen to my mood. I got no answers. Tired, I went to sleep at 11.
I woke up at 2 and ate some baguette.
At half past 2, I was back in front of the computer trying to be happy.
Apparently the attempt failed, because at 4, I was reverted to my sleep position on my bed.
I woke up at 6 and ate some noodles and more baguette.
At half past 6, I felt full. Too full, I shouldn't have eaten too much.
I went to bed.
At half past 8, I had a phone call. That call helped. I was feeling better. But after a while I grew weary and moody again.
What is happening? What's wrong with my mood.
I can't find an explanation yesterday.
This morning I woke up. My mind is clear. I start to evaluate my statuses yesterday. I got the answer already - I am sick.
Sorry for the lack of updates. You see, I have been a rather busy man. I need to juggle with work and play [of which I much prefer the play part].
Did you know?I have Visual Basic .NET assignment to complete. It's 98% done, most of the things are working. I least expect myself to make a game, and it's a space game. It's a really simple one so don't think along the line of Freelancer and stuff.
Mel Blanc, who played the voice of Bugs Bunny, was allergic to carrots.
I am not into these space games because I always lose in them. So for this game, I made it easier. I beat it happily. [Even so, I was terribly defeated occasionally.] Some of my friends say the game is too easy.
I went to school early to finish up the last parts of my assignment. It looks complete, but the coding underneath - like that lecturer's explanations - is an absolute horror.
But like he said in Thai accent, "I don't give a damn". I don't care as long as it works now. It's really hard to program a game. The last game I made is this square game that you have to rearrange the tiles back in numerical sequence. I don't know what that game is called, please comment or tag me if you do. It's much easier to make that game though.
I am quite shocked when I know that the assignment requires us to make a space game. I know it's going to be hard.
Congratulations to all my classmates who managed to survive, as you guys have made a game that is tons harder than all the previous tiny games I made.
Note: This is my first try making a game with Microsoft Visual Basic .NET (VB.NET), the previous games I made are done with Macromedia Flash. Flash is very much easier and I got a culture shock - to be precise - syntax shock when I first see how VB.NET is structured.
Long time no post. 3 days? I received an email from Yun Wen about what Superman did. I am shocked, but not surprised.
Superman was feeling bored after a long break of crime fighting and wanted to go out and party so he called Batman to ask if he wanted to go to a club and pick up some girls.He is gay anyway, I mean - who the hell wears red underwear? And what's more, on the outside!
Batman said Robin was ill and he had to look after him. A little disappointed, Superman called Spiderman to see if he fancied a few beers.
Spiderman told him he had a date with Cat Woman. As a last resort, Superman flew over to Wonder Woman's apartments to see if she was free. As he landed on her balcony, he saw Wonder Woman naked on the bed with her legs open.
Superman thought to himself "I'm faster than a speeding bullet, I could be in there, have sex and out again before she knew what was happening."
So Superman did his super thing in a split second and flew off happily. Meanwhile on the bed, Wonder
woman said "Did you hear anything?"
"No!" said the Invisible Man, "But my ass hurts!"
This calls for a celebration! Two things to celebrate. Firstly, the most important one - the bloody [well, it should be since it's sucking my blood!] mosquito in my room is gone!
Strange QuoteDay after day, I am disturbed by this mosquito. I tried to kill it but it is simply too fast for me. Or maybe I am too slow.
Dreams pass into the reality of action. From the actions stems the dream again; and this interdependence produces the highest form of living.
- Anais Nin
Either way, it's gone. For good obviously. It feeds on my blood and it's really annoying obviously. It stays in my room like a fellow resident but fail to pay up the rent except to suck my blood. How parasitic.
I opened my door to encourage it out of my room, but it is apparently not working, because every evening I sit in front of the computer with some stupid mosquito trying to get my attention.
The second thing worth celebrating is that my ATM PIN is accepted. Joy to the world. I need to be nagged by my mother on the fact that I changed ATM card twice for this reason. This is my 3rd ATM card.
[Damn, my mother gave me a cup filled with what I would say looked innocently like water and it turned out to be ginseng. I just eaten oranges. It's sweet, now it's "bittering" my taste buds.]
I walked in front of the ATM machine and attempt to withdraw money. I tried another one of my many combinations of PIN. I was smiling to myself when I see the money coming out from the ATM.
I was really excited and if were to be all alone would have shouted, "YES! YES! YES! Oh my lord, the money's out! Bless the ATM machine!" [Thankfully I didn't, because people who hear it would have reported me to the police thinking I correctly guess someone else's PIN and withdrew money without authorization.]
Sadly, my girlfriend isn't there to share my joy. She has been struck by a series of misfortune, latest one being losing her folder. [It's a document folder, not computer folder.] She lost it with all her basic immunology notes and is upset over her absentmindedness.
If you do spot such a file [yeah right, like you will], please call her. Her number is in there. er... Just don't talk to her for long if you're a guy.
Note: There are some shifts in the date and time of the previous 2 posts.
SINGAPORE: The central, northern and western parts of Singapore were hit by a major power blackout from 11.30pm Tuesday to 12.30am Wednesday.
Inspirational QuoteSingapore Power (SP) said on Wednesday that the blackout was caused by a cable installation equipment fault at the Choa Chu Kang substation.
The world is round and the place which may seem like the end may also be the beginning.
- Ivy Baker Priest
SP said the protection safety device was triggered which resulted in a total shutdown of sub station transformers.
Police received over 300 calls about the blackout but no major incident was reported. [They must've thought it's a terrorist attack. It's actually a good thing that they thought of it as a possible terrorist attack. It's not good to overlook such situations.]
Areas affected included parts of Bukit Timah Road, Choa Chu Kang, Woodlands, Clementi, Jalan Bahar, Jurong West, Bukit Batok and Marsiling.
Houses were in pitched darkness, traffic lights and street lamps were also down, and some roads were lit only by the headlights of passing cars.
At one of the condominiums in Bukit Timah, one resident struggled to find her way to the bottom level of her apartment to call me.
"In our apartment, there was one torch light, so it is not that bad. In the bottom level of the my apartment, there is a telephone. I can't use the cordless phone; it is not working. It was total darkness and there's no one except me on the bottom level, so it was very very bad!" said one resident, sounding all pissed and hopeless.
"I was kind of freaking out because I have to send Visual Basic .NET images to Pecilius. I told her I'll do so.," said the same, never sounding worse.
But power was being restored progressively.
At about 12:30am, the lights at HDB blocks along Choa Chu Kang Road were restored.
It was the same story for the other areas, with full power restored 30 minutes after midnight.
Thirty milliseconds after, her tone is restored too. She never sounded better.
Important: This blackout really did happen. However this post has been edited from the news posted at MediaCorp Channel News Asia website. To get the full and unedited edition, go here - Central, northern, western Singapore blacked out for an hour. Original article written by Yvonne Cheong and Derek Cher from MediaCorp Channel NewsAsia posted on their website on 14 April 2004 0649 hrs (GMT +8 hrs). This news article has been edited on purpose to fit someone's situation.
Okay, I found this in the Love Hina art collection. It seems to be written by someone whose English need a little bit of brushing up.
Take a little walk, feeling a spring breeze. I wish a lovely happening again today.Read the above part. Then you know it is entertaining. And they are somewhat writing about four of the seasons in order.
Fireworks Festival Pool Frappe Watermelon Ice cream
What a problem to pick up some among so many summer things I like But the hardest problem is....Incurable love for you, as I love you more than I did in spring!
Just a little rest during working for college exams. But I feel somewhat loney as autumn wind blows. Well, why....?
Decorate the really tall fir tree. Cook some great foods. Then you look up the sky, and the flowery snow will fall down. Santa clause will bring dreams with him before you know.
Do I look differently? The only reason I dress up is for you, of course. Hey, look at me much more closer, otherwise my smile gets mad
Did you know?Everything I see into this post. I type out simply. I follow also all punctuation. Last sentence indeed lacks a no full stop. What a embarrassing mistake to do by not proof read the book last page. Although they are only adding English so as to look cool. But they do not give a damn about the sentence all nonsense.
The Walt Disney company was founded in 1923, and in 1927 Walt came up with the idea for an animated mouse called Mortimer Mouse. His wife Lillian convinced him to change it to Mickey Mouse.
Now finish reading. Take a little walk to see the greens, feeling a little nonsense. For the treasurable days are just to begin. I, and you, together, we will have....Incurable love
Love Hina is a Japanese comic and also has a Japanese animation. It's one of the most popular series. Love Hina art collection is a book that contains artworks by the original artist. These sentences are taken from the back cover of the art collection
I am annoyed. I slept at 2 plus in the morning. My mother came into my room at 8 and told me that she has made something for me for breakfast. I told her to let me sleep longer.
ProverbI went to bed again. And at half past 8, there was some commotion in the house. My brother was screaming. And I want to sleep. Angrily, I woken.
One who asks a question is a fool for five minutes; one who does not ask a question remains a fool forever.
- Chinese Proverb
I dragged my feet out of my room towards my brother's screams. I want to throw him out of the house. He screamed for at least 5 minutes! He pointed at a direction. I focused on where he is pointing and saw my father. Why the hell is he pointing at my father?
My father is mumbling something. Mumbling something to the cat!
Brother (exclaims in Mandarin): There! There! Ahhh!My brother looked so stupid when screaming. He was on a sofa too. Higher ground doesn't give you advantage. I heard a cat can jump up a sofa. My father looked equally stupid trying to persuade the cat to go out by it's own.
Father (speaks in Mandarin): Shoo~ Leave.
Cat (replies in Cat Language): Meow.
[Translation: I can't hear you.]
Brother: Ahhh! It's on the chair!
Father: Go there. Go there.
[Translation: Shut up, you human.]
Father: -stomps his feet hoping it'll go another direction- Go. Go. Go.
Cat: Meow. Meow.
[Translation: You're one persistent human.]
I picked the cat up and place it outside my apartment. It left.
I returned to the living room. My brother is no longer screaming (but still on the sofa). My father goes back to his television. I am crowned the hero.
Just when I was beginning to be proud of my new status, I recalled something - ain't I suppose to do something? Oh yeah, I'm suppose to sleep. What the hell, I am awoken for such a stupid reason.
I went to bed.
Woke up again. I can't sleep anymore. I switched on my computer and typed this post. Ahhh.
Disclaimer: As accurate as I wish to be, I find cat's language hard to understand. I tried to interpret it with the best of my abilities. Henceforth, please submit any amendments to my translations. If there is one that is. Meow.
There's something about cars. Some of my friends are crazy over them. These sports cars. What car enthusiast would have corrected me to call them "performance cars".
Did you know?I look at these cars and thought, "Nice."
Hippocrates, the Father of Medicine, suggested that a woman could enlarge her bust line by singing loudly and often.
And they thought, "Woah, this is the thing. Absolute beauty. It has been revved up. Check out the horse power. Man, this is going to be the coolest thing in the show. It's even got a NOS system. I can literally hear the sounds. Bang! Bang! Bang! This baby is kick ass! This car is so going to impress. My folks will be so mad at my financial management skills if I buy that."
The thing is, I know nothing much about cars. I am starting to know more about it now though. Since my friends are mentioning them to me. For once I understood what the hell is NOS; although just slightly, but it's better than nothing.
Some even bought car magazines. There's only 2 things to excite a car enthusiast about these magazines. Firstly, it's the cars. Then, there's the girls who pose with the cars. If you have noticed, some magazine made an extra effort to feature the girl more than the car too. And most of the girls aren't pretty there!
I often end up flipping and flipping and close the book within 2 minutes! Only 5% of the girls are pretty, compared to 50% of the cars that are pretty. Oh, I know what the magazines are doing - they are trying to feature not-that-pretty girls so that the readers will not be distracted while viewing the cars' pictures. How thoughtful.
If you want to see women, get FHM or something. And don't get the Singapore version, because they placed Vicki Zhao to be 2nd in Sexist Women of 2004. What crap. I can imagine Chanon saying, "She's so pretty" in Thai accent.
Get the car magazine only if you truly like cars, so-so looking women and advertisements in every alternate page.
Note: I made up what car enthusiast would have thought, they're unlikely to think like that, but I can't have a post that is too long. Also, not many car magazines have so much advertisements.
Shit. This is the third time it happened. I must be really bad at remembering numbers. I simply know of too many numbers.
Did you know?Damn it. [Ben: Dammi-]
In 1952, John Cage composed and presented ' 4'33" ', a composition consisting of 4 minutes and 33 seconds of silence.
This morning, I went to the ATM machine again. I tried out a different combination of number only to find it rejected and my transaction terminated. My PIN is incorrect.
Last week, I decide to deposit some money and tried to use my ATM card to do so. My PIN is also rejected. What the hell is my PIN number.
I lost my PIN number before and have to reactivate the card. Costs me 5 bucks. That time, I set a number that supposed to be meaningful. I used to set 6 random numbers, no wonder I can't remember.
However, having set my PIN with a meaningful string of numerical characters, I still forget that damned number. Reason being, I have too many so-call "personal" numbers. I set them as my passwords [for internet] before too. But there are so many of them, and all 6 characters.
The thing is that I remember all the numbers but I simply can't recall which is my ATM card number.
I walked home today, feeling absolutely dumb. I tried twice already. One more try left and my ATM card will be deactivated. I feel downright dumb. I almost utter one of the higher level vulgarities when I was directed to the "Transaction Canceled" screen.
Later in the day, I am going to school. I am going to try another number again. I hope it turned out right.
I decide to be a good boy this evening and clean my room because Santa owes me far too much presents. Let's see, when is the last time I spring-cleaned my room? 2 years ago I believe.
Inspirational QuoteAll my rubbish are accumulating and my choice method - which is to stuff things into my cupboards and drawers - is apparently not working very well.
Happiness is not so much in having as sharing. We make a living by what we get, but we make a life by what we give.
- Norman MacEwan
My drawer protests angrily. It probably got a stroke or something because it can't open right anymore. It's crooked, due to the ridiculous amount of weight it carries.
My cupboard is in a not-any-better condition too. I can imagine it screaming, "get all your junk out!". I'll do the cupboard soon.
I brought the vacuum cleaner that sucks into my room. Plugged it in and hears it roar. And roar it did, my parents came out of their room immediately to see what has happened. I reminded my father it's the sound of his favorite electrical appliance operating in full blast.
Underneath my bed is papers all over. I often study on my bed. You see, studying is the precursor to sleeping, lol. Some highly recommended therapeutic methods are reading of basic immunology textbooks and magazines featuring the Indonesian elections.
Note: I haven't finish vacuuming, so my post can't be completed. I haven't finish clearing the papers under my bed too.
Early morning, at eight that is, I am welcome by the most boring lesson this semester - Database Management Systems. Miss Ho is teaching us for that. It's either her voice or the lessons itself, but it's really putting me to sleep. I though I would never sleep in class, her lessons prove me wrong.
Did you know?And Miss Ho is so passionate about databases. It's very theoretical and not many enjoy it. She speaks with such vigor, such anxiety, such.. Passion. I can feel her excitement (with the boring databases). She speaks with an American accent too. [I think it's American.] I love the way Miss Ho pronounce "parenthesis". She goes like: pearl-rrrun-THer-sis. [Give a tongue roll to "rrrun" and pronounce the "th" sound clearly.]
The richest woman today is Liliane Bettencourt, the daughter of L'Oreal's founder. She has a net worth of $14 billion (variable to stock performance).
Her memory is good too. So good that she can tell you what chapters will answer your question! You can ask her a question and she replies, "It's associative entity type. Chapter 5 of your textbook. Enhance Entity Relationship Modeling. Chapter 5!". Her memory really is good. I don't even remember the location I save my documents and often go into a 15 minutes hunt in Windows Explorer.
Miss Ho's a really encouraging teacher. If you answer a question right, she exclaims, "Very Good!". It makes me feel so encouraged. So encouraged to recommend her to teach a kindergarten class of 16 instead. The kids will love her. Bring sweets though and allow the kids to eat in classrooms.
Eating in classrooms are allowed for her lessons. Simply because someone lied that my school operates differently and allows food in. [She is from School of Infocom Technology, while we're from School of Chemical and Life Sciences.] I mean, she is quite gullible. Think about it, which school will allow such a thing to happen. Not locally at least. Plus, the classrooms are air-conditioned and carpeted.
Finally - attendance. Miss Ho is very particular about it. She records your time of arrival if you are more than 15 minutes late. She marks attendance hourly. She gets the total number of minutes you are here and compute it against the total number of minutes of the module to decide whether to hand out warning letters. She's rather free..
If I were a lecturer, I will mark attendance but not that strict. One thing is for sure, I will note all the people who goes to the "toilet" and never return after their attendance is marked. They'll should marked absent! How can they do such a thing? It's so unfair to me, I always stay through all the boring lessons playing Hang Man or Connect 4 with Yong Liang!
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