A TYPICAL RAS TECHNOLOGY

A TYPICAL RAS TECHNOLOGY

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Fig. 1 shows a schematic diagram of a typical RAS technology and its major components.

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My True LOVE -final chapter

My True LOVE -final chapter

2008 02 14 V day 2008 023

Then I got a call from my long forgotten teenage sweetheart. She was married and had two children. It was clear she wanted to rekindle our romance. She wanted to meet, but I refused.”I can’t forget you,” she said.”I think about you every day.”

Suddenly,everything became clear this was exactly how I felt about Khin Khin. I had spent my entire married life dreaming about my first love,even though she didn’t love me. In a way, thinking about her had become my daily meditation. Fortunately, there was still time to change.

Nwe Nwe and I had been together 25 years. Had I neglected our marriage for that long? As I became more thoughtful towards her, I realized that our marital disharmony had calmed down. we no longer disagreed about so many things, and hostilities between my wife and my mother had eased.

We started to open up to each other.One night in bed, Nwe Nwe touched my hand and said,”your hands are soft and smooth.But mine are not, you see ?”

It was true.Her pals were coarse and her fingers were calloused, the result of decade of housework.I was filled with regret that I hadn’t done more to care for her.

I finally began showing her the love she deserved. On her birthdays, which she had long stopped remembering, I started buying her gifts.Whenever I traveled to Rangoon, I would return with kimono and other clothes for her.

I have finally woken up from the dreams of my first love. I no longer dwell on the past.Instead, i focus on a meaningful present and I am helping to build a prosperous future for our children.

I am sure that I will eventually fulfil my dream of returning to my old university and to the hospital where I was an intern. But it will be with my family. It will be my pleasure to introduce this part of my life to my dear wife and long-neglected children. Although my youthful dreams will never come true, I am finally satisfied with what I have.

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My True Love 2

Not long afterwards, Khin Khin married her fiancee. I was shattered-she had taken away my heart, my happiness and my hopes.

After my internship,I opened a private clinic in the capital. But first I returned home to visit my parents. There, I met a teenage girl who lived on the same street. We talked a lot, strolled along the riverbank and went shopping together.I knew that she was just a substitute fro Khin Khin, and our affair did not last long.

Soon Soon I set for Rangoon.I was 26 when I married. A friend had introduced me to Nwe Nwe Oo. She was simple,serene and sweet. I thought i could love her.

We settle in my hometown, built a new house and have three children. But there were problems. My mother often wanted to come over and cook for us, and Nwe Nwe resented her interference. They argue constantly.

The difference between Nwe Nwe and I also grew wider. She felt that my life was being shared with my mother all the time, and I did a poor job of sharing my feelings with her.Over time, it became easier not to talk in any meaningful way.

Whenever I felt down, I would think about Khin Khin.l Reminiscing about how happy we were together became my refuge. The years passed, and in 1977 I found Khin Khin’s number in the phone in the phone book. I called, and we spoke about our families. She had four children, three of whom were living in Australia . Her husband had died three years earlier.

Whenever Nwe Nwe was out, i would call Khin Khin. I could sense her old liveliness and self confidence in her voice, which filled me with pleasure. She always spoke cheerfully, but she rarely called me first. I never expected to renew our romance. I simply believed that she was the only woman who could understand me and with whom i could share my thoughts.

We made no efforts to see each other because we lived 300 kilometers apart. Also, part of me did not want to disturb my memory of her as a young woman. Regardless, I harbored a secret wish that one day we would visit our old university and hospital together

not long afterwards, Khin Khin married her fiancee. I was shattered-she had taken away my heart, my happiness and my hopes.

After my internship,I opened a private clinic in the capital. But first I returned home to visit my parents. There, I met a teenage girl who lived on the same street. We talked a lot, strolled along the riverbank and went shopping together.I knew that she was just a substitute fro Khin Khin, and our affair did not last long.

Soon Soon I set for Rangoon.I was 26 when I married. A friend had introduced me to Nwe Nwe Oo. She was simple,serene and sweet. I thought i could love her.

We settle in my hometown, built a new house and have three children. But there were problems. My mother often wanted to come over and cook for us, and Nwe Nwe resented her interference. They argue constantly.

The difference between Nwe Nwe and I also grew wider. She felt that my life was being shared with my mother all the time, and I did a poor job of sharing my feelings with her.Over time, it became easier not to talk in any meaningful way.

Whenever I felt down, I would think about Khin Khin.l Reminiscing about how happy we were together became my refuge. The years passed, and in 1977 I found Khin Khin’s number in the phone in the phone book. I called, and we spoke about our families. She had four children, three of whom were living in Australia . Her husband had died three years earlier.

Whenever Nwe Nwe was out, i would call Khin Khin. I could sense her old liveliness and self confidence in her voice, which filled me with pleasure. She always spoke cheerfully, but she rarely called me first. I never expected to renew our romance. I simply believed that she was the only woman who could understand me and with whom i could share my thoughts.

We made no efforts to see each other because we lived 300 kilometers apart. Also, part of me did not want to disturb my memory of her as a young woman. Regardless, I harbored a secret wish that one day we would visit our old university and hospital together

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My True Love 1

Sometimes the heart takes unexpected turns | by Aung Linn

Almost 30 years ago, Khin Khin Lay and I were medical students in the town of Mingaladon,17 kilometers north of the capital Yangon, then called Rangoon. We were together all the time-attending lecturers and tutorial classes, doing l;abaratory experiemnts and studying bedside cases.

Khin Khin was an oriental beauty with fair complexion and black hair. She was vicacious, sociable and smart. I on the other hand, was quiet,gentle and lonely, having only a few intimate friends. She was constantly wooed by admirers, but i was not among them My parents were poor and my uncle paid my university fees. Having to meet their expectations, I had no time for romance.

In our final year, she became engaged to a doctor who was just about to go to ENgland for further study.

After our final year, Khin Khin and I became interns at North Okkalarpa General Hospital.The work was’nt as demanding as our studies had been, and we spent more time together.Icould feel a profpund attachment froming between us, but I also felt uneasy because she had a fiance.

One day, as we watched a movie together, I lightly touched her hand.To my surprise,she squeeezed my fingers.Later,at her sister’s a[partment in the capital, we feel into each other’s arms. “I really love you,” I said
“Me too”she replied

I returned to my room, thinking many happy days were still ahead.A week later,Khin Khin handed me a letter,”My fiancee is coming back soon,”it said. “Though I love you so much.I can’t marry you.Let’s stay away from each other.”

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My computer history

My computer history

During my childhood, I never had the chance to learn  about computer. The computer lab in my primary school will be closed every time they had class and I always stare at the lab’s door and thinking what the computer looks like.My family cannot afford to send me to the computer class and the school only want to make more money by charging  student who want to enter the class.I even remember one of friend scolded me when I destroyed his 8″ floppy disk that I found on the street while going to school. Actually I did some CSI to see what inside the floppy disk. hehehe

 

I only manage to learn and see clearly computer when I in a boarding school. I learn about DOS and Windows. I really amazed at that time and feel so lucky to learn about computer. Always learn new thing and never miss the class. There was a time, I was catch red handed when I use teacher’s computer without permission at teacher’s room. So lucky when another teacher cover me up, as I was typing proposal for our camping trip.

Time pass by, when I entered University still without a PC since I only use my friend’s computer or go to the lab to do my assignment. But I always took the chance to learn about latest software, cd burner, scan picture and type of file. Of course, playing game on PC is my favorite. Game such as Champinship Manager and Fifa are my favorite.

At last, during my final year I bought a second hand PC from my friend. Pentium 2, Windows ME with 125 Mb RAM. I learn every thing from that old PC.  Photoshop, Dream weaver,Flash,  Fireworks and manage to design my first website. Only by learning thru tutorial online and read the manual.But one thing I got to admit that I sux at coding 🙂

I never thought that I would design my own personal website.My first intention was to preserve my old picture and do some image editing. Later I found it very amusing and start to impose my friend’s picture. Create movie poster out of them.Then I learned that, you can use Flash to make your  picture move and insert sound. There was this guy, a friend of mine..ok it’s actually my X boyfriend. Not that good at flash but he knows more than me. My X always talk about him, so I tried to ask him about flash in more details. Since I failed to make it move. His reply was ok but later he was fed up and ask me to learn in the tutorial. Maybe it’s my fault so lazy  to do the tutorial. But with his reply like that makes me upset 🙁 and later I promised to myself that one day I will better than him. When I did that, I will not treat other people that want to learn from me like he did.

That is how I learn my lesson. I print all the manual for flash, do the tutorial, save tutorial from Internet, read it on my boring business class and finally I manage to make my image move and sing hehehe. You can click at my old free website here. Really bring back the memories 🙂

I help others with their assignment and build my HIKING club’s website for free :). I even get A’s in Engineering Ethic subject because  my presentation  that use flash and dream weaver. Anyway, maybe I should thanks my X bf for inspiring me hehe. Because of him, I push my self to learn something new. Do something that you like and be the best.

Rite now, I prefer to use WordPress because of it simple design and easy to use. I try to learn Joomla and PHPNUke but there was nobody like my x bf to push me.  So blogging is my hobby now and hopefully I can be success one day.

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