<?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-717603254801561367</id><updated>2011-10-04T14:21:01.822-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Solace</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/717603254801561367/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' 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需要眼泪 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;更需要 一个人来 点亮天的黑 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我已经 无能为力 无法抗拒 无路可退 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这无声的夜 现在的我 需要人陪&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/717603254801561367-1304312389485629349?l=reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/feeds/1304312389485629349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/2011/07/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/717603254801561367/posts/default/1304312389485629349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/717603254801561367/posts/default/1304312389485629349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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happening to people around us, close to us, which we were unaware of, which may explain the unexpected, the unexplained, why the sudden change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are just so many things happening around, so many changes that has been happening that we simply don't know ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/717603254801561367-1041761680391657085?l=reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/feeds/1041761680391657085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/2011/05/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/717603254801561367/posts/default/1041761680391657085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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more can I do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is the life I am destined to lead?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that I wish to lead this kind of isolated, dark and negative life. But I just could not break out of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The quicksand only got deeper. Previously, it was to the knees. Then waist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now  my shoulder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it time?&lt;br /&gt;Is it time to let go of everything??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/717603254801561367-3391342087166665229?l=reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/feeds/3391342087166665229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/2011/02/zao-hua-nong-ren.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/717603254801561367/posts/default/3391342087166665229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/717603254801561367/posts/default/3391342087166665229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/2011/02/zao-hua-nong-ren.html' title='Zao Hua Nong Ren'/><author><name>Kouer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434200395837736677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H60XHrlHNps/Sh9GdBGtr7I/AAAAAAAAAAU/zvOqHzv8aEQ/S220/Picture+112.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-717603254801561367.post-9076991477509094112</id><published>2011-01-06T17:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T17:55:03.829-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Positivity for the year</title><content type='html'>2010 was a terrible year, terrible till beyond limit.&lt;br /&gt;Sanity was stretched to limit, emotions were pushed to limit. Bugged down by fear and anxiety every single day.&lt;br /&gt;During the dark hours, periods where I simply cannot manifest strength from within, what I really yearned for is someone who can be there, to provide the support, to walk through the bad times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is not what that is being spoken that matters, it is the action, the willingness to be there in my times of needs and helpless that is so important to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The me of 2010 has now been laid to rest.&lt;br /&gt;Finally, this year, I can slowly feel positivity creeping back. Although at this time, I am still overall being weighed down by negativities, I sincerely hope this year, will be the year where the negativities over the past few years can be washed out with some happiness in my life. Positivity and happiness, I really need you, please come and find me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some things about myself that seems clearer to me over this year:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I am someone who has a strong need to need and to be needed. It is that sense of emotional needs that draws me close to someone. The moment that when I feel I don't feel needed, is the moment I will drift away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. As due to above, hence I am someone who needs to be explicitly known of the fact that I am important, and that I am needed. Subtlety just doesn't work for me as being someone who is insecure and not confident, I tend to think more of the negative sides than positives when I am not sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. For a guy, I am lousy in the sense I am too emotionally, and too unconfident of myself. Maybe that's the reason I need that someone who can bring the most out of me. Someone who can fill that void within me. Someone who can harness that dormant energy into constructive forms, not destructive forms.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/717603254801561367-9076991477509094112?l=reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/feeds/9076991477509094112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/2011/01/positivity-for-year.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/717603254801561367/posts/default/9076991477509094112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/717603254801561367/posts/default/9076991477509094112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/2011/01/positivity-for-year.html' title='Positivity for the year'/><author><name>Kouer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434200395837736677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H60XHrlHNps/Sh9GdBGtr7I/AAAAAAAAAAU/zvOqHzv8aEQ/S220/Picture+112.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-717603254801561367.post-6949364065680159602</id><published>2010-12-08T08:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-08T08:27:44.203-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random</title><content type='html'>Sometimes you just wonder, where the road ahead is leading you to?&lt;br /&gt;When you no longer knows what lies ahead to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happens if one day you wake up and you feel numb? Numb to your feelings?&lt;br /&gt;Numb to things that were able to hurt you badly in the past? Is it because you really feel no pain or choose to delude yourself that you can realise pain?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if one day when you wake up and feel no longer wish to interact, no longer wish to socialise? Cos you no longer know how to trust or no longer know how to believe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Negatitvity only breeds more negativity. If postive reinforcements only come after positive actions, then the vicious cycle shall never be broken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if you are awaken, only to feel more tired, too tired to give, too tired to move, to tired to think, too tired to feel?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After sinking to the depth today, tomorrow is still just another day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/717603254801561367-6949364065680159602?l=reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/feeds/6949364065680159602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/2010/12/random.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/717603254801561367/posts/default/6949364065680159602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/717603254801561367/posts/default/6949364065680159602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/2010/12/random.html' title='Random'/><author><name>Kouer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434200395837736677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H60XHrlHNps/Sh9GdBGtr7I/AAAAAAAAAAU/zvOqHzv8aEQ/S220/Picture+112.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-717603254801561367.post-8474301102142945265</id><published>2010-12-08T07:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-08T07:52:49.190-08:00</updated><title type='text'>你太猖狂</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Sd0L7RTpJm4?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Sd0L7RTpJm4?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;思念太猖狂 一个冷不防&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一想起你 忙碌的生活变得空荡荡&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;对心事说谎 把你想到多么的不堪&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;伟大的你还想我怎样&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/717603254801561367-8474301102142945265?l=reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/feeds/8474301102142945265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/2010/12/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/717603254801561367/posts/default/8474301102142945265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/717603254801561367/posts/default/8474301102142945265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/2010/12/blog-post.html' title='你太猖狂'/><author><name>Kouer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434200395837736677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H60XHrlHNps/Sh9GdBGtr7I/AAAAAAAAAAU/zvOqHzv8aEQ/S220/Picture+112.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-717603254801561367.post-6594282288171606991</id><published>2010-10-25T07:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T08:27:21.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'>假如真的再有約會</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ajJSKwJjt9g?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ajJSKwJjt9g?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/m9BdepQvUFo?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/m9BdepQvUFo?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A night where this song suddenly came back to my mind. Time just doesn't stand still.&lt;br /&gt;And it has been almost two years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like this song very much, not just for the catching melody, and the lyrics that resonate with my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;人清醒难感性&lt;br /&gt;迷失方能找到期待爱情&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contradicting it might seem, there are some things which we can't see too clearly when we are sober. Rather, during moments of weakness, moments we were lost, things became more vivid. Times when perhaps you seem to be more in touch with your ownself, or the other side of you, your inner feelings which were masked during your times of consciousness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming back to reality, the real world, the challenges, the difficulties, the problems that you have to face, one becomes detached with that side of you once more, and that feeling appears more and more vague, until once again, something strkies your inner chords once more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to like the show very much too, haha. A show, which brings you to an imaginary and unreal world. For the dreamers. Cos this is the world where many enchanting and wonderful things that seem so surreal, can exist. And exist it does, in this surreal world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does everyone has their own little world, where they seek solace and escape to, perhaps, when the real world becomes too harsh for them? This world where they can relate to and reside in?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;人清醒难感性&lt;br /&gt;迷失方能找到期待爱情&lt;br /&gt;梦中见亦高兴&lt;br /&gt;能将心灵希冀尽说明 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;谁决定人本性&lt;br /&gt;或许生命中有埋没姓名&lt;br /&gt;纯真爱难记认&lt;br /&gt;人间本来应该是有情 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;望这不再熟识破落故城&lt;br /&gt;何以变了这样宁静&lt;br /&gt;长街失去欢欣笑声&lt;br /&gt;留下我孤单的一个生命&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;凝望这风雪未知那日会停&lt;br /&gt;来世你我要是重认&lt;br /&gt;能否找到彼此背影&lt;br /&gt;假如全无凭无证&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;原谅我当天不懂得珍惜&lt;br /&gt;只知任性坏事情...&lt;br /&gt;唯愿你此刻可于虚空中将心聆听&lt;br /&gt;将来若真的再有个约会会完成&lt;br /&gt;真的会再有这样深情&lt;br /&gt;我以天为证跟你带领&lt;br /&gt;我以天为证请你带领 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/717603254801561367-6594282288171606991?l=reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/feeds/6594282288171606991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/2010/10/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/717603254801561367/posts/default/6594282288171606991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/717603254801561367/posts/default/6594282288171606991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/2010/10/blog-post.html' title='假如真的再有約會'/><author><name>Kouer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434200395837736677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H60XHrlHNps/Sh9GdBGtr7I/AAAAAAAAAAU/zvOqHzv8aEQ/S220/Picture+112.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-717603254801561367.post-4950699152665252266</id><published>2010-08-25T02:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T02:31:42.979-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Growing up</title><content type='html'>Through the torrents and waves that one experience, it only help to reveal your shortcomings, making it more obvious to yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One can hope only to learn from them and be a better person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After living for so many years, guess it's time for me to learn to become more like a man.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/717603254801561367-4950699152665252266?l=reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/feeds/4950699152665252266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/2010/08/growing-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/717603254801561367/posts/default/4950699152665252266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/717603254801561367/posts/default/4950699152665252266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/2010/08/growing-up.html' title='Growing up'/><author><name>Kouer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434200395837736677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H60XHrlHNps/Sh9GdBGtr7I/AAAAAAAAAAU/zvOqHzv8aEQ/S220/Picture+112.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-717603254801561367.post-7553350453057798174</id><published>2010-08-20T23:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T23:07:28.511-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I started off with so many thoughts and so much feelings that I hope to write out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now, guess no point anymore. What ever out to be said and written, has already been said and written over the months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You realise it will be just be a repition of going through cycles. When you realise after all these while, you are still going back to the same point, going through the same kind of feeling again, you know that it's pretty much just a waste of time again. Maybe everything has sort of become pointless already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess the sea has used up all its energy when it made this final surge onto the shore.&lt;br /&gt;It is time for it to recede back to the tranquil sea where it belongs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/717603254801561367-7553350453057798174?l=reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/feeds/7553350453057798174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-started-off-with-so-many-thoughts-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/717603254801561367/posts/default/7553350453057798174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pACx9SLiWo8&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After tomorrow ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/717603254801561367-6039550265608830657?l=reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/feeds/6039550265608830657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/2010/07/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/717603254801561367/posts/default/6039550265608830657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/717603254801561367/posts/default/6039550265608830657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/2010/07/blog-post.html' title='明天以後'/><author><name>Kouer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434200395837736677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H60XHrlHNps/Sh9GdBGtr7I/AAAAAAAAAAU/zvOqHzv8aEQ/S220/Picture+112.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-717603254801561367.post-3007758723263481791</id><published>2010-07-13T09:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T09:14:21.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gan Xin Ti Dai Ni</title><content type='html'>Another lovely old song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rKjpdvP16tE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rKjpdvP16tE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/717603254801561367-3007758723263481791?l=reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/feeds/3007758723263481791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/2010/07/gan-xin-ti-dai-ni.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/717603254801561367/posts/default/3007758723263481791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/717603254801561367/posts/default/3007758723263481791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/2010/07/gan-xin-ti-dai-ni.html' title='Gan Xin Ti Dai Ni'/><author><name>Kouer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434200395837736677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H60XHrlHNps/Sh9GdBGtr7I/AAAAAAAAAAU/zvOqHzv8aEQ/S220/Picture+112.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-717603254801561367.post-665302506198311699</id><published>2010-06-19T10:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T10:29:23.632-07:00</updated><title type='text'>寂寞光年/禮物</title><content type='html'>Just realised this interesting thing ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So which version do you prefer? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CjgNm_Sgi50&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CjgNm_Sgi50&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;终於可以在今天划上句点 一整夜 翻阅过去画面 &lt;br /&gt;快想不起我们为何会诀别 只看到那双你送的鞋 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;走一步又一步 我才发现绕了个圈 &lt;br /&gt;走了好几年 又回到原点 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你送的礼物 会不会太特别 &lt;br /&gt;毫不避讳 那不安的传言 &lt;br /&gt;但渐行渐远 习惯到没感觉 &lt;br /&gt;难道你早想要我走远 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你送的礼物 在此刻好体贴 &lt;br /&gt;陪我回忆 把过往走一遍 &lt;br /&gt;穿了这些年 难免会有污点 &lt;br /&gt;就像每段爱 总会有终点 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;世上最残酷的 恐怕是时间 困住人 一切却还向前 &lt;br /&gt;乾涸的眼再挤不出一点咸 爱到如此可悲的境界 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;走一步又一步 却跟不上你的脚步 &lt;br /&gt;你满意了 为什麼我却只想要哭 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你说做自己吧 我们都做回自己 哦~ &lt;br /&gt;不要再为爱受委屈 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你送的礼物 原来是一场劫 &lt;br /&gt;终於分别 夙命一样准确 &lt;br /&gt;可笑到想要 你赔给我时间 &lt;br /&gt;爱情有时廉价得可怜 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;光著脚我一路奔跑 鲜血泪水一路狂飙 &lt;br /&gt;收起我的骄傲 承认曾经备受煎熬 &lt;br /&gt;鞋上那记号 只有你能明了 &lt;br /&gt;过了这一夜 我就全忘掉 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2RCRI9osTFk&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2RCRI9osTFk&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;是谁从我天空摘走了星星&lt;br /&gt;一转眼 眉头聚满乌云&lt;br /&gt;从来快乐悲伤都自己横行&lt;br /&gt;忘了我也值得被关心&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一双手一个梦&lt;br /&gt;一路上不断的俯冲&lt;br /&gt;痛到忘了要怎么喊痛&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;漫长的寂寞淹没我的难过&lt;br /&gt;我的世界是零下的沙漠&lt;br /&gt;其实我也想要拥抱的温柔&lt;br /&gt;融化这颗坚强的泡沫&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;漫长的等候让人特别失落&lt;br /&gt;锋锐寂寞把天空都割破&lt;br /&gt;还有谁能够紧握着我的手&lt;br /&gt;陪着我期待消失的彩虹&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;是谁将阳光都剪成了雨滴&lt;br /&gt;天灰了 快乐总有限期&lt;br /&gt;从来都陷在孤独的流沙里&lt;br /&gt;忘了我也配被人在意&lt;br /&gt;一个人一直走看着梦像做了又空&lt;br /&gt;精疲力尽有没有哪里可以停泊&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;漫长的寂寞淹没我的难过&lt;br /&gt;我的世界是零下的沙漠&lt;br /&gt;其实我也想有拥抱的温柔&lt;br /&gt;融化这颗坚强的泡沫&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;漫长的等候让人特别失落&lt;br /&gt;锋锐寂寞把天空都割破&lt;br /&gt;还有谁能够紧握着我的手&lt;br /&gt;陪着我期待消失的彩虹&lt;br /&gt;那是谁的温柔留在我的小手&lt;br /&gt;微不足道却那么重&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;漫长的寂寞把意志都吞没&lt;br /&gt;整个世界是沉默的漩涡&lt;br /&gt;有谁能陪我手牵着手出走&lt;br /&gt;带我离开空洞的星球&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;还有什么值得追求&lt;br /&gt;还有什么可以拥有&lt;br /&gt;把怀抱借给我是不是就不再颤抖&lt;br /&gt;有谁能带走这美丽的哀愁&lt;br /&gt;能让我相信被爱的理由&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/717603254801561367-665302506198311699?l=reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/feeds/665302506198311699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/2010/06/blog-post_19.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/717603254801561367/posts/default/665302506198311699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/717603254801561367/posts/default/665302506198311699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/2010/06/blog-post_19.html' title='寂寞光年/禮物'/><author><name>Kouer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434200395837736677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H60XHrlHNps/Sh9GdBGtr7I/AAAAAAAAAAU/zvOqHzv8aEQ/S220/Picture+112.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-717603254801561367.post-6737741247427435541</id><published>2010-06-13T23:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T23:34:43.838-07:00</updated><title type='text'>想你就寫信</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cqHDMPBNV6E&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cqHDMPBNV6E&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A sentimental song I rather like...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;看你在摇椅上织围巾 一个人在客厅&lt;br /&gt;只剩下壁炉里的光影&lt;br /&gt;木材在燃烧的声音&lt;br /&gt;画面像离家时的风景 我那年的决定&lt;br /&gt;许下的愿望都很好听 泪却红了眼睛&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你说想哭就弹琴 想起你就写信&lt;br /&gt;情绪来了就不用太安静&lt;br /&gt;你说爱了就确定 累了就别任性&lt;br /&gt;原来感觉是如此亲近&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;还记得院子后的风铃 学燕子在飞行&lt;br /&gt;我们俩长大后的憧憬 珍重的话很轻&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你说想哭就弹琴 想起你就写信&lt;br /&gt;情绪来了就不用太安静&lt;br /&gt;你说爱了就确定 累了就别任性&lt;br /&gt;原来回忆是如此温馨&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你说想哭就弹琴 想起你就写信&lt;br /&gt;情绪来了不用太安静&lt;br /&gt;你说爱了就确定 累了就别任性&lt;br /&gt;原来回忆是如此温馨&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/717603254801561367-6737741247427435541?l=reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/feeds/6737741247427435541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/2010/06/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/717603254801561367/posts/default/6737741247427435541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/717603254801561367/posts/default/6737741247427435541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/2010/06/blog-post.html' title='想你就寫信'/><author><name>Kouer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434200395837736677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H60XHrlHNps/Sh9GdBGtr7I/AAAAAAAAAAU/zvOqHzv8aEQ/S220/Picture+112.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-717603254801561367.post-6550135635741484751</id><published>2010-06-07T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T09:16:11.112-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On the rebound?</title><content type='html'>I was given this quote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"I don't judge a man's success by how high he climbs, but how high he bounces when he hits bottom."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been asking myself this question, that why I am taking this fall so badly?&lt;br /&gt;So affected by it that I can't seem to pick myself together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was it the gravity of the fall? The pain inflicted? The consequences of the setback?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, somehow I seem to realise that the reason seemed like it's because of my plans, my dreams and my hopes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems contradictory, because one should have these as a source of motivation to move on.&lt;br /&gt;But on the contrary, they seemed to be the very burden that is pulling me all the way down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The very feeling of having your plans, your dreams and your hopes dashed that was so hard to bear. Like your life has been turned upside down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I am really having this feeling inside that living a life like where there is no tomorrow will be a much happier.&lt;br /&gt;Not that I am giving up on myself, but more of just not giving myself this stress and anxiety of looking into the future, and just to live today as it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you ask me at this point in time if I am sad, I somehow don't have this feeling within me now.&lt;br /&gt;It is more of empty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But perhaps it's in this moment of emptiness, my mind seems clearer and thinks better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This feeling of emptiness, living life as it is, definitely seems much better than living in anxiety and apprehension. Cos you just look at the step ahead of you as you walk along ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/717603254801561367-6550135635741484751?l=reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/feeds/6550135635741484751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/2010/06/on-rebound.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/717603254801561367/posts/default/6550135635741484751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/717603254801561367/posts/default/6550135635741484751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/2010/06/on-rebound.html' title='On the rebound?'/><author><name>Kouer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434200395837736677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H60XHrlHNps/Sh9GdBGtr7I/AAAAAAAAAAU/zvOqHzv8aEQ/S220/Picture+112.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-717603254801561367.post-3932155603645528316</id><published>2010-05-11T19:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T19:49:03.404-07:00</updated><title type='text'>愛不單行(海带甜心)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="289"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_8ZpQP0gcDA&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_8ZpQP0gcDA&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="289"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;找不到人說 心裡的寂寞&lt;br /&gt;找不到人懂 怕黑的折磨&lt;br /&gt;找不到命中注定 在一起的那個人&lt;br /&gt;很多人都像我 一個人過生活 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;愛 只有簡單筆畫&lt;br /&gt;卻比想像複雜 恨安定愛變化&lt;br /&gt;我愛過幾個人 也被愛過幾遍&lt;br /&gt;卻還是沒能將幸福留下&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;愛 是不可數的嗎&lt;br /&gt;為何我還相信 它不是獨行俠&lt;br /&gt;我在等一個人 在等我的永恆&lt;br /&gt;告訴我 愛不單行 別害怕&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;用不完身邊 氾濫的自由&lt;br /&gt;開始怕孤單 是一種詛咒&lt;br /&gt;羨慕我能飛的人 為何在天黑以後&lt;br /&gt;還是寧願回到 愛情那個枷鎖&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;愛 只有簡單筆劃&lt;br /&gt;卻比想像複雜 恨安定愛變化&lt;br /&gt;我愛過幾個人 也被愛過幾遍&lt;br /&gt;卻還是沒能 將幸福留下 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;愛 是不可數的嗎&lt;br /&gt;為何我還相信 它不是獨行俠&lt;br /&gt;我在等一個人 在等我的永恒&lt;br /&gt;告訴我 愛不單行 別害怕&lt;br /&gt;我在等一個人 在等我的永恆&lt;br /&gt;告訴我 愛不單行 別害怕&lt;br /&gt;我在等一個人 在等我的永恆&lt;br /&gt;告訴我 愛不單行 相信它&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/717603254801561367-3932155603645528316?l=reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/feeds/3932155603645528316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/2010/05/blog-post_11.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/717603254801561367/posts/default/3932155603645528316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/717603254801561367/posts/default/3932155603645528316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/2010/05/blog-post_11.html' title='愛不單行(海带甜心)'/><author><name>Kouer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434200395837736677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H60XHrlHNps/Sh9GdBGtr7I/AAAAAAAAAAU/zvOqHzv8aEQ/S220/Picture+112.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-717603254801561367.post-3060504168724246497</id><published>2010-05-11T07:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T07:57:55.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'>黎明破晓前</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="360" height="289"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yAEXnk1u2EQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yAEXnk1u2EQ&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="360" height="289"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;在黎明破晓前你终於说出&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我们的爱情没有明天&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;是谁的出现该谁说再见&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;写好的剧本摆在眼前&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在黎明破晓前沉默的侧面&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;是如此美丽如此遥远&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你带走一切抽空了世界&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;是这一生最冷的夏天&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/717603254801561367-3060504168724246497?l=reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/feeds/3060504168724246497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/2010/05/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/717603254801561367/posts/default/3060504168724246497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/717603254801561367/posts/default/3060504168724246497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/2010/05/blog-post.html' title='黎明破晓前'/><author><name>Kouer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434200395837736677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H60XHrlHNps/Sh9GdBGtr7I/AAAAAAAAAAU/zvOqHzv8aEQ/S220/Picture+112.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-717603254801561367.post-7193024502782705756</id><published>2010-05-06T23:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T23:09:28.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ten hours</title><content type='html'>It was a wonderful ten hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It really took my mind off the problems for the whole ten hours.&lt;br /&gt;I felt at ease and natural.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those were magical moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, it is back to the fight in reality.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/717603254801561367-7193024502782705756?l=reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/feeds/7193024502782705756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/2010/05/ten-hours.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/717603254801561367/posts/default/7193024502782705756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/717603254801561367/posts/default/7193024502782705756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/2010/05/ten-hours.html' title='Ten hours'/><author><name>Kouer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434200395837736677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H60XHrlHNps/Sh9GdBGtr7I/AAAAAAAAAAU/zvOqHzv8aEQ/S220/Picture+112.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-717603254801561367.post-3712534474085480483</id><published>2010-04-19T07:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T08:17:23.639-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random</title><content type='html'>Just finished watching the last episodes of 賭場風雲. Pretty touching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's sad to see that in one's pursuit of fame and fortune, we in turn forsake many things around us, be it friendship or kinship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what do really we want in the end? A nice meal of steamboat with close ones?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is full of choices, and sometimes it leads us to a path of no return. &lt;br /&gt;We may gain one thing from it, but however we may lose another in turn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, once we have chosen our paths,many a times we just have to carry on walking along, no matter the outcome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the years, walking along, I do feel weary. And as I see more and know more, I feel that I somehow I lost a lot. I lost the faith, the belief and the trust in many.&lt;br /&gt;Many a times it's not that I do not wish to believe, but things just made me hard to convince myself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wonder, is it the problem of my mindset or the fact that this is how the present world works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simplicity and Genuinity. I am losing touch of how they feel like.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/717603254801561367-3712534474085480483?l=reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/feeds/3712534474085480483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/2010/04/random.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/717603254801561367/posts/default/3712534474085480483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/717603254801561367/posts/default/3712534474085480483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/2010/04/random.html' title='Random'/><author><name>Kouer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434200395837736677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H60XHrlHNps/Sh9GdBGtr7I/AAAAAAAAAAU/zvOqHzv8aEQ/S220/Picture+112.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-717603254801561367.post-6782499160337106020</id><published>2010-02-22T07:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T07:35:57.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank you</title><content type='html'>Thank you for being here for me when I am feeling down and out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for not belittling my fear and helplessness, and making a genuine effort to understand the feelings I am going through. Thank you for understanding and relating to the problems I am going through, and not discarding them as problems everyone else is facing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for taking the initiative to look for me, walking through the bad times with me, to be truly physically here for me, not just empty talks and promises. Thank you for trying to understand what I really need, and accompanying me to places that really cheer me up. Thank you for taking a walk with me down the sandy beach. Thank you for walking down the misty road with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for trying to instil the lost confidence back in me, trying to pull me out of the darkness, and to take me out of the blues. Thank you for being by my side when I really need someone to be here. Thank you for showing you are truly concerned through your actions. Thank you for giving me you full attention. Thank you for the pat on the shoulder. Thank you for spending so much time with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, for being so simple, yet genuine. Thank you for being so real.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/717603254801561367-6782499160337106020?l=reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/feeds/6782499160337106020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/2010/02/thank-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/717603254801561367/posts/default/6782499160337106020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/717603254801561367/posts/default/6782499160337106020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/2010/02/thank-you.html' title='Thank you'/><author><name>Kouer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434200395837736677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H60XHrlHNps/Sh9GdBGtr7I/AAAAAAAAAAU/zvOqHzv8aEQ/S220/Picture+112.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-717603254801561367.post-1475636262068927577</id><published>2010-01-23T01:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T01:12:22.628-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crisis</title><content type='html'>Every crisis presents an opportunity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well true, but it really sux big time to go through it again after just emerging from one just months ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess now, I just have to put my act together and make the best out of the worst situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past couple of days, I have been racking my brain on trying to find a way out. Well, it's tiring indeed, but strangely, now that I decide to pull myself together, it somehow makes me feel better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True, the problem is still there. But guess I just to find means and ways to alleviate the situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just hope things don't get worse ...... cross cross fingers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/717603254801561367-1475636262068927577?l=reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/feeds/1475636262068927577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/2010/01/crisis.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/717603254801561367/posts/default/1475636262068927577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/717603254801561367/posts/default/1475636262068927577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/2010/01/crisis.html' title='Crisis'/><author><name>Kouer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434200395837736677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H60XHrlHNps/Sh9GdBGtr7I/AAAAAAAAAAU/zvOqHzv8aEQ/S220/Picture+112.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-717603254801561367.post-3162659407712473012</id><published>2010-01-21T22:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T22:16:10.577-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Simplicity</title><content type='html'>Sometimes you wonder if only I had done this... Or if only I could have done that...&lt;br /&gt;But NO! there is no "if only" in life cos time only moves forward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once you had made your choice and decision, you just have to face the consequences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here I am, back to square one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this moment, what I yearn for is having a nice stroll and nice chat only the sandy beach, lying on a nice green patch, chitchatting and admiring the stars above at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is this simplicity that I am missing out in my life at the moment. These simple enjoyment to take my mind off matters, to detach myself from worries. And to let you know you are still alive.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/717603254801561367-3162659407712473012?l=reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/feeds/3162659407712473012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/2010/01/simplicity.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/717603254801561367/posts/default/3162659407712473012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/717603254801561367/posts/default/3162659407712473012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/2010/01/simplicity.html' title='Simplicity'/><author><name>Kouer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434200395837736677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H60XHrlHNps/Sh9GdBGtr7I/AAAAAAAAAAU/zvOqHzv8aEQ/S220/Picture+112.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-717603254801561367.post-9188461614042070385</id><published>2010-01-12T07:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T07:14:33.928-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random thoughts</title><content type='html'>At times one yearns for company, for the warmth and encouragement, the support and affirmation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At other times, one yearns for solitude, the space to take a step back and reflect, and take a closer look and ask yourself, "Hey!! Are you really sure where you are heading for?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listening to the story Megumi told me today about the over-protective father whose love for his child, and his desire to protect his child from harm eventually led to the child's death instead, sets me thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At times, being over-protective and over-caring may have detrimental effects to one instead of positive effects if what is given is not really what is needed? Well. guess effective communications and a certain level of understanding is essential for any form of healthy relationship....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/717603254801561367-9188461614042070385?l=reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/feeds/9188461614042070385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/2010/01/random-thoughts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/717603254801561367/posts/default/9188461614042070385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/717603254801561367/posts/default/9188461614042070385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/2010/01/random-thoughts.html' title='Random thoughts'/><author><name>Kouer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434200395837736677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H60XHrlHNps/Sh9GdBGtr7I/AAAAAAAAAAU/zvOqHzv8aEQ/S220/Picture+112.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-717603254801561367.post-1203004858074315307</id><published>2010-01-08T08:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T08:56:37.301-08:00</updated><title type='text'>爱情不能做比较</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="276"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IGCylTxQh_4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IGCylTxQh_4&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still feel that I like the original version by Baby better.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Not that Ping Guan is a bad singer, but somehow listening to the original version gives me more feel....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A personal preference perhaps.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4W5b_52Pggw&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4W5b_52Pggw&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/717603254801561367-1203004858074315307?l=reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/feeds/1203004858074315307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post_08.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/717603254801561367/posts/default/1203004858074315307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/717603254801561367/posts/default/1203004858074315307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post_08.html' title='爱情不能做比较'/><author><name>Kouer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434200395837736677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H60XHrlHNps/Sh9GdBGtr7I/AAAAAAAAAAU/zvOqHzv8aEQ/S220/Picture+112.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-717603254801561367.post-2122881138397036030</id><published>2010-01-02T19:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T21:34:09.375-08:00</updated><title type='text'>如果我變成回憶</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="448" height="272"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xu6uv3R3-qU&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xu6uv3R3-qU&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="448" height="272"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果我變成回憶 退出了這場生命&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;留下妳錯愕哭泣 我冰冷身體 擁抱不了妳&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;想到我讓深愛的妳 人海孤獨旅行&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我會恨自己 如此狠心&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果我變成回憶 終於沒那麼幸運&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;沒機會白著頭髮 蹣跚牽著妳 看晚霞落盡&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;漫長時光 總有一天 妳會傷心痊癒&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;若有人可以 讓他陪妳 我不怪妳&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually liked this song since a long time ago. But back then, I was moved by the music and just the phrase "如果我變成回憶". Did not really take note of the lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was only 2 days ago that on the spur of moment, that I went to youtube to listen to the song and scrutinize the lyrics in detail...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... sounds like a sense of foreboding especially since the operation is tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if indeed, "如果我變成回憶" , remember to come and visit me often and help me clear the weeds...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choy!! Touch wood (please help me touch your head! haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, enough of the crap .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now looking forward to be officially a man with no .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahem ... wisdom&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/717603254801561367-2122881138397036030?l=reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/feeds/2122881138397036030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/717603254801561367/posts/default/2122881138397036030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/717603254801561367/posts/default/2122881138397036030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post.html' title='如果我變成回憶'/><author><name>Kouer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434200395837736677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H60XHrlHNps/Sh9GdBGtr7I/AAAAAAAAAAU/zvOqHzv8aEQ/S220/Picture+112.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-717603254801561367.post-1806839531415635093</id><published>2010-01-01T16:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T17:08:37.964-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Best Christmas gift of the year</title><content type='html'>Showing off my best christmas gift of the year ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421939564843218066" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_H60XHrlHNps/Sz6ZTrwdtJI/AAAAAAAAABg/RcPajtQoLVs/s320/IMG_0008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Original&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;very&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Cute Bear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_H60XHrlHNps/Sz6ZULTZ6kI/AAAAAAAAABo/fwJZGu0EN0A/s1600-h/IMG_0012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421939573311269442" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_H60XHrlHNps/Sz6ZULTZ6kI/AAAAAAAAABo/fwJZGu0EN0A/s320/IMG_0012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know why it's the best christmas gift?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H60XHrlHNps/Sz6ZVjOeAbI/AAAAAAAAACA/sEa2DBUUpxA/s1600-h/IMG_0028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421939596912886194" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H60XHrlHNps/Sz6ZVjOeAbI/AAAAAAAAACA/sEa2DBUUpxA/s320/IMG_0028.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cos it's the ONLY christmas gift!! Haha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421939593570980562" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_H60XHrlHNps/Sz6ZVWxsktI/AAAAAAAAAB4/xURTijUFxio/s320/IMG_0024.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421939579395613170" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_H60XHrlHNps/Sz6ZUh-BofI/AAAAAAAAABw/6awaoUU1sx8/s320/IMG_0019.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, it is still the best christmas gift&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H60XHrlHNps/Sz6Ze3FFFuI/AAAAAAAAACI/YmVZuqaA364/s1600-h/IMG_0032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421939756861036258" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H60XHrlHNps/Sz6Ze3FFFuI/AAAAAAAAACI/YmVZuqaA364/s320/IMG_0032.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks thanks!! :) :) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, there's a second part.......&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;but it's all finished up!! Sedap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/717603254801561367-1806839531415635093?l=reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/feeds/1806839531415635093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/2010/01/best-christmas-gift-of-year.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/717603254801561367/posts/default/1806839531415635093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/717603254801561367/posts/default/1806839531415635093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/2010/01/best-christmas-gift-of-year.html' title='Best Christmas gift of the year'/><author><name>Kouer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434200395837736677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H60XHrlHNps/Sh9GdBGtr7I/AAAAAAAAAAU/zvOqHzv8aEQ/S220/Picture+112.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_H60XHrlHNps/Sz6ZTrwdtJI/AAAAAAAAABg/RcPajtQoLVs/s72-c/IMG_0008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-717603254801561367.post-4196786440901676845</id><published>2010-01-01T07:20:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T07:25:05.232-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Beginnings</title><content type='html'>Now is the beginning of a new year ......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And owner of a new phone .........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421791952454797506" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_H60XHrlHNps/Sz4TDgwjyMI/AAAAAAAAABA/tyJDDk4LCLQ/s320/01012010(005).jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And a new blog outlook...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thank you. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/717603254801561367-4196786440901676845?l=reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/feeds/4196786440901676845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-beginnings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/717603254801561367/posts/default/4196786440901676845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/717603254801561367/posts/default/4196786440901676845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-beginnings.html' title='New Beginnings'/><author><name>Kouer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434200395837736677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H60XHrlHNps/Sh9GdBGtr7I/AAAAAAAAAAU/zvOqHzv8aEQ/S220/Picture+112.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_H60XHrlHNps/Sz4TDgwjyMI/AAAAAAAAABA/tyJDDk4LCLQ/s72-c/01012010(005).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-717603254801561367.post-8141002966167592361</id><published>2009-12-26T06:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T06:36:11.753-08:00</updated><title type='text'>寂寞, 好了</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2Hiwid1AoHo&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2Hiwid1AoHo&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice song ....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/717603254801561367-8141002966167592361?l=reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/feeds/8141002966167592361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/717603254801561367/posts/default/8141002966167592361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/717603254801561367/posts/default/8141002966167592361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post.html' title='寂寞, 好了'/><author><name>Kouer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434200395837736677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H60XHrlHNps/Sh9GdBGtr7I/AAAAAAAAAAU/zvOqHzv8aEQ/S220/Picture+112.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-717603254801561367.post-2865935552951310714</id><published>2009-10-24T07:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T08:07:20.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lies</title><content type='html'>Overheard this song at 933 ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't helped feeling touched by the melody and lyrics of the song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="283" width="229"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/h7uFu9-stjg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/h7uFu9-stjg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="229" height="283"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;是有过几个不错对象&lt;br /&gt;说起来并不寂寞孤单&lt;br /&gt;可能我浪荡 让人家不安&lt;br /&gt;才会 结果都阵亡&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我没有什麽阴影魔障&lt;br /&gt;你千万不要放在心上&lt;br /&gt;我又不脆弱 何况那算什麽伤&lt;br /&gt;反正爱情不就都这样&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我没有说谎 我何必说谎&lt;br /&gt;你懂我的 我对你从来就不会假装&lt;br /&gt;我哪有说谎 请别以为你有多难忘&lt;br /&gt;笑是真的不是我逞强&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我好久没来这间餐厅&lt;br /&gt;没想到已经换了装潢&lt;br /&gt;角落那窗口 闻得到玫瑰花香&lt;br /&gt;被你一说是有些印象&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我没有说谎 我何必说谎&lt;br /&gt;你知道的 我缺点之一就是很健忘&lt;br /&gt;我哪有说谎 是很感谢今晚的相伴&lt;br /&gt;但我竟然有些不习惯&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我没有说谎 我何必说谎&lt;br /&gt;爱一个人 没爱到难道就会怎麽样&lt;br /&gt;别说我说谎 人生已经如此的艰难&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有些事情就不要拆穿&lt;br /&gt;我没有说谎 是爱情说谎&lt;br /&gt;它带你来 骗我说 渴望的有可能有希望&lt;br /&gt;我没有说谎 祝你做个幸福的新娘&lt;br /&gt;我的心事请你就遗忘&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/717603254801561367-2865935552951310714?l=reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/feeds/2865935552951310714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/2009/10/lies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/717603254801561367/posts/default/2865935552951310714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/717603254801561367/posts/default/2865935552951310714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/2009/10/lies.html' title='Lies'/><author><name>Kouer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434200395837736677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H60XHrlHNps/Sh9GdBGtr7I/AAAAAAAAAAU/zvOqHzv8aEQ/S220/Picture+112.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-717603254801561367.post-4696558452641009867</id><published>2009-10-15T08:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T08:14:43.012-07:00</updated><title type='text'>End of insomnia</title><content type='html'>Finally, after more than one month of sleeping less than 6 hours in a row, I have managed to break the curse!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slept from 8 pm yesterday till 6.30 am in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;The previous day was bad, where I could not sleep till 5.30 am in the morning .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, now looking for nights of good sleep!! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/717603254801561367-4696558452641009867?l=reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/feeds/4696558452641009867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/2009/10/end-of-insomnia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/717603254801561367/posts/default/4696558452641009867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/717603254801561367/posts/default/4696558452641009867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/2009/10/end-of-insomnia.html' title='End of insomnia'/><author><name>Kouer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434200395837736677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H60XHrlHNps/Sh9GdBGtr7I/AAAAAAAAAAU/zvOqHzv8aEQ/S220/Picture+112.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-717603254801561367.post-839312113559786973</id><published>2009-10-12T17:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T18:00:18.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'>甜蜜花園</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="229" width="283"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/esCrd59yVUg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/esCrd59yVUg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="283" height="229"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another cute song by a cute gal .... the kind I like ... haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;甜蜜花園&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我以為我是不想漫步這花園&lt;br /&gt;但其實你早就住在裡面&lt;br /&gt;到底該不該分享酸甜苦辣咸&lt;br /&gt;心早已震掉了防線&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;還孤自笑容中淡雅的感覺&lt;br /&gt;卻總是離對方又近又遠&lt;br /&gt;酸和甜距離該怎麼跨越&lt;br /&gt;我不願我不願只靠想念&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;愛是每一天我們心中的晴天&lt;br /&gt;我只有和你一起努力的信念&lt;br /&gt;肩靠著肩走過了晴雨天&lt;br /&gt;再走一步一切便是真真切切&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;愛是每一天我們心中的晴天&lt;br /&gt;流星能握著你手共同採掘&lt;br /&gt;就讓我永遠深深望著你的眼&lt;br /&gt;牽著手悠悠哉就這世界的甜蜜花園 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Hey ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Someday, you will meet this right one who can fill up this void within you alright?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;You must have confidence in yourself and carry on no matter what ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Have faith in yourself cos it's light at the end of the tunnel, as long as you carry on all the way ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/717603254801561367-839312113559786973?l=reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/feeds/839312113559786973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post_12.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/717603254801561367/posts/default/839312113559786973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/717603254801561367/posts/default/839312113559786973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post_12.html' title='甜蜜花園'/><author><name>Kouer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434200395837736677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H60XHrlHNps/Sh9GdBGtr7I/AAAAAAAAAAU/zvOqHzv8aEQ/S220/Picture+112.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-717603254801561367.post-2995034956923501130</id><published>2009-10-11T09:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T10:10:46.059-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Four Seasons</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Throughout this time, like an onlooker of the changing scenes, I watched the story slowly unfold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was winter time when the land was barren and cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then spring came along and brought the land life and hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, summer has filled this land with its radiant smile and vibrancy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will I still be hanging around till autumn time? No one knows, since only time will tell.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/717603254801561367-2995034956923501130?l=reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/feeds/2995034956923501130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/2009/10/four-seasons.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/717603254801561367/posts/default/2995034956923501130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/717603254801561367/posts/default/2995034956923501130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/2009/10/four-seasons.html' title='Four Seasons'/><author><name>Kouer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434200395837736677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H60XHrlHNps/Sh9GdBGtr7I/AAAAAAAAAAU/zvOqHzv8aEQ/S220/Picture+112.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-717603254801561367.post-7048013852424014109</id><published>2009-10-11T07:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T07:53:58.459-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The waiter and the spoon</title><content type='html'>Haha, this is another funny one, though a bit .... eh .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; Last night, I went with some friends out to a new restaurant, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;and noticed &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; that the waiter who took our order carried a spoon in his shirt &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;pocket. &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; It seemed a little strange. &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; When the busboy brought our water and utensils, I noticed he &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;also had a &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; spoon in his shirt pocket. &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; Then I looked around I saw that all the staff had spoons in &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;their pockets. &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; When the waiter came back to serve our soup I asked, "Why the &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;spoon?" &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; "Well," he explained, "the restaurant's owners hired a &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;consulting firm to &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; revamp all our processes. &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; After several months of analysis, they concluded that the spoon &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;was the &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;most &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; frequently dropped utensil. It represents a drop frequency of &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;approximately &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; 3 spoons per table per hour. &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; If our personnel are better prepared, we can reduce the number &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;of trips &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;back &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; to the kitchen and save 15 man-hours per shift." &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; As luck would have it, I dropped my spoon and he was able to &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;replace it &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;with &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; his spare. "I'll get another spoon next time I go to the &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;kitchen instead &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;of &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; making an extra trip to get it right now." &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; I was impressed! &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; I also noticed that there was a string hanging out of the &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;waiter's fly. &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; Looking around, I noticed that all the waiters had the same &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;string hanging &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; from their flies. &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; So before he walked off, I asked the waiter, "Excuse me, but &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;can you tell &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;me &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; why you have that string right there?" &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; "Oh, certainly!" Then he lowered his voice. "Not everyone is so &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;observant... &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; That consulting firm I mentioned also found out that we can &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;save time in &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;the &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; restroom. &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; By tying this string to the end of our "you know what", we can &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;pull it out &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; without touching it and eliminate the need to wash our hands, &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;shortening &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;the &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; time spent in the restroom by 76.39 percent." &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; "Hhmmm...After you get it out, how do you put it back?" I asked &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; "Well," he whispered, &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; "I don't know about the others... but I use the spoon." &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; ~~~ &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; "Learn to be calm and you will always be happy." &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; - Paramhansa Yogananda &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/717603254801561367-7048013852424014109?l=reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/feeds/7048013852424014109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/2009/10/waiter-and-spoon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/717603254801561367/posts/default/7048013852424014109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/717603254801561367/posts/default/7048013852424014109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/2009/10/waiter-and-spoon.html' title='The waiter and the spoon'/><author><name>Kouer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434200395837736677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H60XHrlHNps/Sh9GdBGtr7I/AAAAAAAAAAU/zvOqHzv8aEQ/S220/Picture+112.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-717603254801561367.post-2692470678196826368</id><published>2009-10-10T09:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T09:35:34.798-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Qian Bian Wen Da Ti</title><content type='html'>&gt; &gt;  Qn: Why is fish cunning ? &lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; Ans: cos yu pian mi fen (fish lie to bee  hoon) &lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; ------------ &lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; Qn: What animal falls down the  most? &lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; Ans: Fox, cos they jiao hua (cunning) &lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;  ------------ &lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; Qn: What animal is most skillful? &lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; Ans: mouse (lao  shu) cos shu shu you lian guo (uncle got training) &lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;  ------------ &lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; Qn: Xiao ming drinks milk to grow up, Da ming drinks  what? &lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; Ans: Da ming drink wine, cos Jiu Yang Da Ming &lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;  ------------ &lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; Qn: Which chinese host does not have centre  parting? &lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; Ans: wu zong xian (no centre line) &lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;  ------------ &lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; Qn: Why Zhou Jie Lun Cross the Street Kana fine by  police? &lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; Ans: Cos Jay Walking &lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; ------------ &lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; Qn:Which  emperor (huang di) is blind?? &lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; Ans: Kang xi (Can't see) &lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;  ------------ &lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; Qn: How does a fish laugh? &lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; Ans: HE HE HE &lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;  ------------ &lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; Qn: How does a prawn laugh? &lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; Ans: HEI HEI  HEI &lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; ------------ &lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; Qn: Which animal should you look for if  you're unable to open a bottle &lt;br /&gt;&gt;cap? &lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; Ans: peacock, cos kong que kai  ping &lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; ------------ &lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; Qn: Why baby don't need to brush  teeth? &lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; Ans: cos bei bi wu chi &lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; ------------ &lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; Qn: Which  button on your keyboard cannot sing? &lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; Ans: F4 &lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;  ------------ &lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; Qns: Xiao Hong, Xiao Bai, Xiao Hei, Xiao Lan, Xiao Huang,  who cannot &lt;br /&gt;&gt;tahan &lt;br /&gt;&gt;roller-coasters? &lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; Ans: Xiao Bai, cos always Xiao  Bai Tu&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/717603254801561367-2692470678196826368?l=reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/feeds/2692470678196826368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/2009/10/qian-bian-wen-da-ti.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/717603254801561367/posts/default/2692470678196826368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/717603254801561367/posts/default/2692470678196826368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/2009/10/qian-bian-wen-da-ti.html' title='Qian Bian Wen Da Ti'/><author><name>Kouer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434200395837736677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H60XHrlHNps/Sh9GdBGtr7I/AAAAAAAAAAU/zvOqHzv8aEQ/S220/Picture+112.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-717603254801561367.post-6884266870463431026</id><published>2009-10-08T09:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T09:10:08.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stupid questions with smart answers</title><content type='html'>Was looking through my emails from my old singnet account. Many nolstagic emails as I looked back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found out there's plenty of good stuffs there over the years. Here's one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;STUPID QUESTIONS WITH THE SMART ANSWERS:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOY : May I hold your hand?&lt;br /&gt;GIRL : No thanks, it isn't heavy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GIRL : Say you love me! Say you love me!&lt;br /&gt;BOY : You love me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GIRL : If we become engaged will you give me a ring??&lt;br /&gt;BOY : Sure, what's your phone number??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GIRL : I think the poorest people are the happiest.&lt;br /&gt;BOY : Then marry me and we'll be the happiest couple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GIRL : Darling, I want to dance like this forever.&lt;br /&gt;BOY : Don't you ever want to improve??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOY : I love you and I could die for you!&lt;br /&gt;GIRL : How soon??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOY : I would go to the end of the world for you!&lt;br /&gt;GIRL : Yes, but would you stay there??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHARON : Have you ever had a hot passionate, burning kiss??&lt;br /&gt;TRACY : I did once. He'd forgotten to take the cigarette out of his mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAN : You remind me of the sea.&lt;br /&gt;WOMAN : Because I'm wild, romantic and exciting?&lt;br /&gt;MAN : NO, because you make me sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WIFE : You tell a man something, it goes in one ear and comes out of the&lt;br /&gt;other.&lt;br /&gt;HUSBAND : You tell a woman something: It goes in both ears and comes out of&lt;br /&gt;the mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MARY : John says I'm pretty. Andy says I'm ugly.What do u think,&lt;br /&gt;Peter?&lt;br /&gt;PETER : A bit of both. I think you're pretty ugly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Girlfriend : "...And are you sure you love me and no one else ?"&lt;br /&gt;Boyfriend : "Dead Sure! I checked the whole list again yesterday".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Teacher : "Which is more important to us, the sun or the moon?"&lt;br /&gt;Pupil : "The moon".&lt;br /&gt;Teacher : "Why?"&lt;br /&gt;Pupil : "The moon gives us light at night when we need it but the sun&lt;br /&gt;gives&lt;br /&gt;us light only in the day time when we don't need it".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Teacher : "What do you call a person who keeps on talking when people&lt;br /&gt;are&lt;br /&gt;no longer interested?"&lt;br /&gt;Pupil : "A teacher".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;(Hmmmmmmm)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Waiter : "Would you like your coffee black?"&lt;br /&gt;Customer : "What other colors do you have?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) My father is so old that when he was in school, history was called&lt;br /&gt;current affairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Teacher : "Sam, you talk a lot !"&lt;br /&gt;Sam : "It's a family tradition".&lt;br /&gt;Teacher : "What do you mean?"&lt;br /&gt;Sam : "Sir, my grandpa was a street hawker, my father is a teacher".&lt;br /&gt;Teacher : "What about your mother?"&lt;br /&gt;Sam : "She's a woman".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Tom : "How should I convey the news to my father that I've&lt;br /&gt;failed?"&lt;br /&gt;David: "You just send a telegram: Result declared, past year's performance&lt;br /&gt;repeated".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) Teacher : "Now, children, if I saw a man beating a donkey and stopped&lt;br /&gt;him, what virtue would I be showing?"&lt;br /&gt;Student : "Brotherly love".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) Teacher : "Now, Sam, tell me frankly do you say prayers before&lt;br /&gt;eating?"&lt;br /&gt;Sam : "No sir, I don't have to, my mom is a good cook".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) Patient : "What are the chances of my recovering doctor?"&lt;br /&gt;Doctor : "One hundred percent. Medical records show that nine out of ten&lt;br /&gt;people die of the disease you have. Yours is the tenth case I've treated.&lt;br /&gt;The others all died".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) Teacher : " Can anybody give an example of COINCIDENCE?"&lt;br /&gt;One Student : "Sir, my Mother and Father got married on the same day and&lt;br /&gt;at&lt;br /&gt;the same time."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) Teacher : " George Washington not only chopped down his father's&lt;br /&gt;Cherry&lt;br /&gt;tree, but also admitted doing it.&lt;br /&gt;Now do you know why his father didn't punish him ?"&lt;br /&gt;One Student: " Because George still had the axe in is hand."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/717603254801561367-6884266870463431026?l=reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H60XHrlHNps/Sh9GdBGtr7I/AAAAAAAAAAU/zvOqHzv8aEQ/S220/Picture+112.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-717603254801561367.post-7222549725391903348</id><published>2009-10-02T18:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T18:51:03.838-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Memories</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"Memories can be beautiful or painful, depending on how you see it."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If ever, you find my reset button, please press it for me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/717603254801561367-7222549725391903348?l=reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/feeds/7222549725391903348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H60XHrlHNps/Sh9GdBGtr7I/AAAAAAAAAAU/zvOqHzv8aEQ/S220/Picture+112.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-717603254801561367.post-6951701253669323712</id><published>2009-10-02T08:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T09:02:14.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OISHII</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Lala is sooooooooo cuuuuuuuute!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="283" height="229"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vHBzcp3K7FY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vHBzcp3K7FY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="283" height="229"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div 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title='OISHII'/><author><name>Kouer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434200395837736677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H60XHrlHNps/Sh9GdBGtr7I/AAAAAAAAAAU/zvOqHzv8aEQ/S220/Picture+112.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-717603254801561367.post-498383087635225904</id><published>2009-10-01T21:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T21:41:09.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'>安靜</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="283" height="229"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vKc1ngYo5Q0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vKc1ngYo5Q0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" 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href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post_01.html' title='安靜'/><author><name>Kouer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434200395837736677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H60XHrlHNps/Sh9GdBGtr7I/AAAAAAAAAAU/zvOqHzv8aEQ/S220/Picture+112.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-717603254801561367.post-7584637376571524829</id><published>2009-10-01T10:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T10:18:05.037-07:00</updated><title type='text'>愛一直存在</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="283" height="229"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-PAFfKtqP2E&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed 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href="http://www.5music.org/Song/33153/"&gt;http://www.5music.org/Song/33153/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;慌乱城市 盲目爱情真真假假&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;虚虚实实你我爱得多么小心&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;曾经听过多少誓言相信过多少谎言&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;到最后还市进退失据&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;那些故事 那段曾经明明白白&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;清清楚楚我的现在只属于你&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;心头的点点滴滴沉默的千言万语&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;真情得来不易 你我都该珍惜&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/717603254801561367-3082998065977270315?l=reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/feeds/3082998065977270315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post_30.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/717603254801561367/posts/default/3082998065977270315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/717603254801561367/posts/default/3082998065977270315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post_30.html' title='旧项链'/><author><name>Kouer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434200395837736677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H60XHrlHNps/Sh9GdBGtr7I/AAAAAAAAAAU/zvOqHzv8aEQ/S220/Picture+112.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-717603254801561367.post-5694709942942802894</id><published>2009-09-29T08:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T09:13:02.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'>失落沙洲</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="229" width="283"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Prc4Re8Nxs4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Prc4Re8Nxs4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="229" height="283"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't help loving this song ...&lt;br /&gt;Really a talented singer ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;失落沙洲&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;又来到这个港口 没有原因的拘留&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我的心乘着斑驳的轻舟&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;寻找失落的沙洲 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;随 时间的海浪漂流&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我用力张开双手&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;拥抱那么多起起落落&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;想念的还是你望着我的眼波 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*我不是一定要你回来&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;只是当又一個人看海&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;回头才发现你不在&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;留下我迂回的徘徊 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我不是一定要你回來&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;只是当又把回忆翻开&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;除了你之外的空白&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;还有谁能来教我爱 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;又回到这个尽头&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我也想再往前走&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;只是愈看见海阔天空&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;愈遗憾没有你分享我的感动 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;我不是一定要你回來 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;只是当又把回忆翻开 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;除了你之外的空白 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;还有谁能来教我爱 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我不是一定要你回來&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;只是当又一个人看海&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;疲惫的身影不是我&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不是你想看见的我 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我不是一定要你回來&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;只是当独自走入人海&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;除了你之外的依赖&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;还有谁能叫我勇敢&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;除了你之外的空白&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;还有谁能来教我爱 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/717603254801561367-5694709942942802894?l=reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/feeds/5694709942942802894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/717603254801561367/posts/default/5694709942942802894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/717603254801561367/posts/default/5694709942942802894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post.html' title='失落沙洲'/><author><name>Kouer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434200395837736677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H60XHrlHNps/Sh9GdBGtr7I/AAAAAAAAAAU/zvOqHzv8aEQ/S220/Picture+112.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-717603254801561367.post-4154076051438161089</id><published>2009-09-22T22:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T23:36:05.355-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Driving</title><content type='html'>For the past two months that I have been driving regularly, I got to travel alot in the car, learn many new roads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But sooner or later, I am gonna get my GPS! Haha ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Travelling around and seeing my more places from another angle somehow do help in widening one's horizon and taking new perspectives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Together with the fact that the turmoil is coming to a close after more than a year, I suddenly felt empowered to do more things to my life. To manage it, and to get things in order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, somehow this sentence keeps coming across my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"With power, comes responsiblity"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fact that one having power to do more things, also means having to shoulder more responsibilties, to use your newfound power in the right way, and make sure it is not abused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take for example, I must really learn to curb my temper while driving. I must really learn to be more responsible and not so hot-tempered. I just can't stand it when people high beam me after I have signalled them and cutting their lanes. I was so worked up I totally lost my cool yesterday and did stupid things only to regret later for being so worked up. Luckily, it is not a mistake that cannot be rectified or bring endless regret. But I must really learn to cool down and learn from the lessons before something that cannot be remedied happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past few days have been rather down days seeing people around being so upset. And perhaps all the more so because I can relate to it, similar to the pain felt almost six and half years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the point, it's like the whole world has collapsed, your source of strength taken away from you, and you just can't find a reason to carry on. The months that followed were like hell, breaking down now and then ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when things are down and seemingly hopeless, all the more you should carry on because as long as you hang on, there will still be a glimmer of hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But sad to say, I was not able to persevere all the way till the end. Perhaps over the years, the differences seemed more glaring and with more and more disappointments along the way, until things seemed so bleak that there is simply just not enough left inside to overcome the odds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps, there was still a chance that things could have turned out well if not for the sucker punch that came from nowhere last year, that totally extinguished any remaining hopes. Perhap something were really not meant to be. You may not agree, but after all these, I just can't help but agree with the phrase:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Man proposes, God disposes"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were to view it from another perspective, the self-consoling perspective, then maybe it can turn out to be a blessing in disguise. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that is just my own side of the story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, to whoever is reading this entry, and if &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; happen to be reading it, just remember that as long as one does not give up, there will still be a glimmer of hope? But first, you must ask yourself is it worth carrying on, to persevere no matter what is the odds? And are you sure you can last all the way till the end even though there may be even much greater hurt along the way? Are you sure you are able to take all these? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you answer is yes to all these, go with your heart but at the same time where you ought to hope for the best, you must at the same time be prepared for the worst. Simply because the future is not for us to see ... and sometimes, the unexpected does happen which may leave us with little choice.&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;Lastly, I hope my little experience is of help to anyone. That ...&lt;br /&gt;Time really does have a healing effect. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides the one who is hurt, the one who hurts is definitely also feeling the pain, and perhaps not much lesser.&lt;br /&gt;But whichever party, as time goes by, the pain will become less unbearable until eventually, at some point, both parties will be able to move on from the experience and hopefully, pursue their happiness once more, no matter the outcome ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sincerely wish the days of pain will come past soon for everyone, and hope everyone has the strength to pursue their happiness in life once more. :) :) :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/717603254801561367-4154076051438161089?l=reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/feeds/4154076051438161089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/2009/09/driving.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/717603254801561367/posts/default/4154076051438161089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/717603254801561367/posts/default/4154076051438161089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/2009/09/driving.html' title='Driving'/><author><name>Kouer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434200395837736677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H60XHrlHNps/Sh9GdBGtr7I/AAAAAAAAAAU/zvOqHzv8aEQ/S220/Picture+112.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-717603254801561367.post-5180757818934769254</id><published>2009-09-20T17:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T17:58:32.049-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Evidence of Love?</title><content type='html'>I remembered a scene from the channel 8 drama before I left for work on Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guy was reduced to despair and hopelessness because she was betrayed by the girl he loves. It was a plot by her godmother which she had to carried out in order to damage the guy's father's business or something like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, the guy sinked into despair, left home, cut off contact from everyone, and became a karang guni man. The girl deeply regretted because she realised she truly loves him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After finding where he is, and knows that he is collecting trashed cans, she bought cartons of drink cans and poured them away into the sink (quite wasteful I think). She then brought the empty cans and threw them using one hand into some rubbish area near to the guy's place, using the other hand to hold her nose ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evidence of love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Was it willing to go the extra mile for someone because you truly cared?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Was it sticking through bad times and good times together, to share weal and woe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm ... maybe. But if one day, if you ever feel like this for someone, and the person feels the same ... then quite likely it is a relationship worth to be treasured. &lt;br /&gt;Then, you should go for it ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone's coming back today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ghost of the past? Perhaps .... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe when one's mind is no longer clouded from the illusions and fantasies created, you are able to see the whole picture more clearly once more ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/717603254801561367-5180757818934769254?l=reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/feeds/5180757818934769254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/2009/09/evidence-of-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/717603254801561367/posts/default/5180757818934769254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/717603254801561367/posts/default/5180757818934769254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/2009/09/evidence-of-love.html' title='Evidence of Love?'/><author><name>Kouer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434200395837736677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H60XHrlHNps/Sh9GdBGtr7I/AAAAAAAAAAU/zvOqHzv8aEQ/S220/Picture+112.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-717603254801561367.post-7216323799981839940</id><published>2009-09-20T07:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T08:54:42.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'>True Love??</title><content type='html'>Today I was posted back the question what I am hoping to look for in a relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps I am looking for one which is simple and steady, not something fanciful or ephemeral ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, guess one's perspective changes with age. Throughout the years, after facing numerous setbacks and emerging from them has changed my outlook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, guess I need a relationship where I can feel touched, and feel treasured as well. After all these years of being just on the giving end, I am simply tired. You can say that I am drained, too tired to be giving, or tired to face hurt again.&lt;br /&gt;And maybe, too eroded of confidence to trust again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Definitely, the relationship must be one that can be depended on and relied on. In times of adversity. Over the past year, the phrase "患難見真情" has been deeply etched in my mind. It is too easy for people to share good times together, but really, only during bad times will it be easier to see who is true to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The feeling must too be mutual and balanced, not with one party giving much more than the other. Commitment must come from both parties, both willing to put in the effort to maintain it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I do agree that frequency and "默契" is important too. So that you can have that right kind of feeling ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But at this moment in time, what I really need is perhaps a relationship that can make me feel touched, and to be able to trust again. &lt;br /&gt;Someone who is willing to put in the effort, to go the extra mile, simply because ... she cares.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps if there's such a person and there's such a day, I would be able to give much more than received ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, I shall reserve my feelings perhaps until if there's such a day, the right person emerge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, now that the times of adversity seemed to have come to an end, it is now time for me to reorganise my life once more. To put my life back in balance. To catch up on the times I have lost. And to ... learn to love myself more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, today has been a grey day and I have somehow been rubbed with some of the melancholy as well ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever, I just wish that everyone will be able to find the right person for him or her eventually. Life is a learning process, and maybe it is through mistakes and setbacks that we learnt and realise what is suitable for us, and what is worth treasured. Yes, it's a very painful process, and we have all gone through it. Let's just hope that everyone will find the right person for him or for her at the end of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I end, &lt;br /&gt;just a wish for myself:&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully one day I can still find this simple yet true and dependable relationship, not one that is fanciful or just mere illusion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And may this wish be extended to everyone who has read this entry as well. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Night :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/717603254801561367-7216323799981839940?l=reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/feeds/7216323799981839940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/2009/09/true-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/717603254801561367/posts/default/7216323799981839940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/717603254801561367/posts/default/7216323799981839940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/2009/09/true-love.html' title='True Love??'/><author><name>Kouer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434200395837736677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H60XHrlHNps/Sh9GdBGtr7I/AAAAAAAAAAU/zvOqHzv8aEQ/S220/Picture+112.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-717603254801561367.post-734545153026513532</id><published>2009-08-16T03:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T03:59:26.315-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Time for Changes</title><content type='html'>It is time now to make some major changes to my life. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/717603254801561367-734545153026513532?l=reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/feeds/734545153026513532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/2009/08/time-for-changes_16.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/717603254801561367/posts/default/734545153026513532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/717603254801561367/posts/default/734545153026513532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/2009/08/time-for-changes_16.html' title='Time for Changes'/><author><name>Kouer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434200395837736677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H60XHrlHNps/Sh9GdBGtr7I/AAAAAAAAAAU/zvOqHzv8aEQ/S220/Picture+112.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-717603254801561367.post-8070198081526731636</id><published>2009-08-13T08:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T08:53:35.890-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Call from Malaysia</title><content type='html'>Just received a call from Malaysia. Had a short conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, after that, there's an empty feeling lingering ...&lt;br /&gt;It makes me pondering, and somehow I feel that these few years have been just like a dream, albeit a very long one ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this moment, I just feel empty. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, let's look forward tomorrow. Tomorrow's another packed and fruitful day ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/717603254801561367-8070198081526731636?l=reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/feeds/8070198081526731636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/2009/08/call-from-malaysia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/717603254801561367/posts/default/8070198081526731636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/717603254801561367/posts/default/8070198081526731636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/2009/08/call-from-malaysia.html' title='Call from Malaysia'/><author><name>Kouer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434200395837736677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H60XHrlHNps/Sh9GdBGtr7I/AAAAAAAAAAU/zvOqHzv8aEQ/S220/Picture+112.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-717603254801561367.post-1210400744011907548</id><published>2009-08-13T04:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T04:32:44.691-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Exercise Regime 2</title><content type='html'>Second day of exercise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a good feeling to know that you are slowly finding back your balance in life. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/717603254801561367-1210400744011907548?l=reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/feeds/1210400744011907548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/2009/08/exercise-regime-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/717603254801561367/posts/default/1210400744011907548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/717603254801561367/posts/default/1210400744011907548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/2009/08/exercise-regime-2.html' title='Exercise Regime 2'/><author><name>Kouer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434200395837736677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H60XHrlHNps/Sh9GdBGtr7I/AAAAAAAAAAU/zvOqHzv8aEQ/S220/Picture+112.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-717603254801561367.post-2115761617078231779</id><published>2009-08-12T01:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T01:42:10.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Exercise Regime</title><content type='html'>Finally started exercising once more. Had hardly exercise at all in the past two months ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will slowly find back the balance ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/717603254801561367-2115761617078231779?l=reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/feeds/2115761617078231779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/2009/08/exercise-regime.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/717603254801561367/posts/default/2115761617078231779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/717603254801561367/posts/default/2115761617078231779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/2009/08/exercise-regime.html' title='Exercise Regime'/><author><name>Kouer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434200395837736677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H60XHrlHNps/Sh9GdBGtr7I/AAAAAAAAAAU/zvOqHzv8aEQ/S220/Picture+112.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-717603254801561367.post-321231696287168293</id><published>2009-08-11T01:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T01:13:59.062-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I should have just gone for my exercise</title><content type='html'>I should have just gone for my exercise this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At that time, although the sun was so bright in the sky, the environment was so cold that it seemed like -100 degrees. I was completely frozen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I have only myself to blame for being so random. But really, I too need warmth to carry on in this cold and lonely place ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/717603254801561367-321231696287168293?l=reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/feeds/321231696287168293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-should-have-just-gone-for-my-exercise.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/717603254801561367/posts/default/321231696287168293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/717603254801561367/posts/default/321231696287168293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-should-have-just-gone-for-my-exercise.html' title='I should have just gone for my exercise'/><author><name>Kouer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434200395837736677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H60XHrlHNps/Sh9GdBGtr7I/AAAAAAAAAAU/zvOqHzv8aEQ/S220/Picture+112.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-717603254801561367.post-5028017609247637517</id><published>2009-08-07T04:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T04:42:55.777-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sudden thought</title><content type='html'>Trustworthiness and a good listener? I am flattered by this comment from someone close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I admit these are areas where I strive to do better at. Of course I have many many weakenesses as well. But perhaps it's just that I do not like to give empty promises to people, and give empty talk. It's just not me. Somehow I just feel honesty and sincerity are important factors to strong relationships. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And well, guess I am somehow a better listener than speaker, and it's always been. Guess I am just not as good with words, but that's definitely an area I can improve on. But really, it is not easy for me to use words to convey how I feel. But well, everyone's learning and improving day by day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason I am blogging is suddenly I have this feeling, and like to share, that it is true that somehow, some people brings out the best in you. Perhaps everyone has their own strength and potential yet to be unleashed. Just like diamond, before it is formed, is just a form of carbon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe everyone has their unique strength, and weaknesses as well. But it is rather important for you to know where your strength lies and put it to better use. And at the same time, work on your weaknesses and improve over time. Guess, this makes one a better person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, everyone is in this journey of learning and relearning. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/717603254801561367-5028017609247637517?l=reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/feeds/5028017609247637517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/2009/08/sudden-thought.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/717603254801561367/posts/default/5028017609247637517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/717603254801561367/posts/default/5028017609247637517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/2009/08/sudden-thought.html' title='Sudden thought'/><author><name>Kouer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434200395837736677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H60XHrlHNps/Sh9GdBGtr7I/AAAAAAAAAAU/zvOqHzv8aEQ/S220/Picture+112.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-717603254801561367.post-3588147668260702523</id><published>2009-07-19T18:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T18:43:00.429-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye</title><content type='html'>From this moment onwards,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KL-san has to get himself ready for the challenges ahead.&lt;br /&gt;He has to get himself into shape to face the impending war ahead.&lt;br /&gt;He has to get himself well prepared for his responisbilities in the coming months ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps, he has now no time to write any blog entries or read others',&lt;br /&gt;cos he need to stay focus and not be distracted.&lt;br /&gt;He needs to get his life back into balance and good shape to face the challenges ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps some day, he will see more clearly what the road ahead lies for him.&lt;br /&gt;But till then .....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/717603254801561367-3588147668260702523?l=reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/feeds/3588147668260702523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/2009/07/goodbye.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/717603254801561367/posts/default/3588147668260702523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/717603254801561367/posts/default/3588147668260702523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/2009/07/goodbye.html' title='Goodbye'/><author><name>Kouer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434200395837736677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H60XHrlHNps/Sh9GdBGtr7I/AAAAAAAAAAU/zvOqHzv8aEQ/S220/Picture+112.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-717603254801561367.post-3383581284588238045</id><published>2009-07-19T10:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T10:36:34.969-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cancer</title><content type='html'>Cancer is extremely loyal to those who appreciate and support them, they are the nurturer of the zodiac and will protect and cherish the person for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the greatest things about Cancer is their ability to make others feel good about themselves and loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other people can lean on and depend on cancer, they will listen to people's problems and help them however they will rarely express their own deep feelings to anyone. People who want to share deep emotional thoughts and opinions with a Cancer might feel that the scales are tipped on one side for cancer will rarely reveal it's true deep feelings. A friend of Cancer is usually a lifelong devoted friend that can be trusted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are easily offended and will sulk and wallow in self pity for a long time when they get hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is difficult for cancer to open up and have a close emotionally fulfilled relationship with someone because they are so closed off emotionally and physically to the world. This is driven by their fear of trust, Cancer has a difficult time trusting people. This causes built up anger and resentment inside, the contradictory nature really takes a toll on them and they can have a negative outlook on life, thinking that life is just too hard and miserable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition to lack of trust for people, Cancer is deeply sensitive and easily hurt, this is other reason why they have their defense shell in place, to avoid being hurt by others. Cancer lives in the past. They hold past events close to them and often dwell on the past. They have to learn to let go and live in the present instead of spending their time being sick with nostalgia. Cancer has a lot of emotional issues to deal with but once they overcome this large hump of shyness and insecurity, there is practically nothing they can't do. With their strong intuition, sensitivity, powers of observation and intelligence, they will have great success in anything they undertake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harmony is very important to Cancer, it keeps them happy. Conflict of any kind causes great distress. Deep inside, Cancer is a very powerful sign, they have the ability to stand up for what they think is right and they have lots of perseverance and can be fine on their own provided they don't let their emotions get the better of them and have the stability they need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cancer is a mysterious sign, filled with contradictions. They want security and comfort yet seek new adventure. They are very helpful to others yet sometimes can be cranky and indifferent. Cancer has a driving, forceful personality that can be easily hidden beneath a calm, and cool exterior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When cancer gets the support it needs, it has a tremendous amount to offer in return. When cancer gets offended, they tend to sulk instead of confronting the persons face to face. This needlessly prolongs the pain and suffering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are very unpredictable. With cancer, there is always something more that meets the eye, for they are always partially hidden behind the shell. They are a have a deep psyche and intuitive mind that is hidden from the world. Cancer is deeply sensitive and easily hurt, this might be why they have their defense shell in place, to avoids being hurt by others. They are nurturers so they surround themselves with people, whom after a while can offend or hurt a cancer without even knowing they did so, therefore Cancer's protective shell keeps them safe from hurt. They are complex, fragile, unpredictable and temperamental and need constant support and encouragement, more then any other astrology signs, Cancer needs to be needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When cancer gets the support it needs, it has a tremendous amount to offer in return. When cancer gets offended, they tend to sulk instead of confronting the persons face to face. This needlessly prolongs the pain and suffering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cancer are very intuitive. Most of the psychics of the world are Cancer astrology signs. They have an excellent memory and are very observant and can read people very well. They can usually tell of other people's intentions are good or not. Never dupe a Cancer, they can see your motives&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/717603254801561367-3383581284588238045?l=reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/feeds/3383581284588238045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/2009/07/cancer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/717603254801561367/posts/default/3383581284588238045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/717603254801561367/posts/default/3383581284588238045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/2009/07/cancer.html' title='Cancer'/><author><name>Kouer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434200395837736677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H60XHrlHNps/Sh9GdBGtr7I/AAAAAAAAAAU/zvOqHzv8aEQ/S220/Picture+112.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-717603254801561367.post-6500497836819233088</id><published>2009-07-07T21:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T23:48:34.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some realisations</title><content type='html'>1. What is lost, has already been lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What is borrowed, you still have to return some day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Whatever you are left with, you ought to treasure it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Whatever is not treasured, will slip away before you realise it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. The well that has run dry, will have no more water to offer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. The side that is on the giving end, will be exhausted someday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What is done, cannot be undone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="213" height="172"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mMW5zHno_rU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mMW5zHno_rU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="213" height="172"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/717603254801561367-6500497836819233088?l=reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/feeds/6500497836819233088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/2009/07/some-realisations.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/717603254801561367/posts/default/6500497836819233088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/717603254801561367/posts/default/6500497836819233088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/2009/07/some-realisations.html' title='Some realisations'/><author><name>Kouer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434200395837736677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H60XHrlHNps/Sh9GdBGtr7I/AAAAAAAAAAU/zvOqHzv8aEQ/S220/Picture+112.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-717603254801561367.post-2959047006367381021</id><published>2009-06-30T08:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T17:23:54.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;1. ANASTASIA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally!! Just finished Anastasia. Well, it's really a nice movie, and the last 30 minutes were pretty exciting and romantic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the soundtrack was pretty nice (but anytime, I will take Beauty and the Beast!! Still my all time favourite soundtrack). I do love the song "Journey to the Past" and "Once upon a December". Two nice songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I am quite impressed by Dimitri, whom I find pretty cool and witty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However's it quite sad to see him overcome by his inferiority complex, when he realised Anastasia was indeed the true princess, and told Vladimir that he would walk out of her life forever because "&lt;em&gt;princess don't marry kitchen boys&lt;/em&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His conversation with the Dowager Empress was pretty impressive too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dowager Empress: 10 million rubles, as promised, with my gratitude.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dimitri: I accept your gratitude your highness, but I do not want the money.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dowager Empress: What do you want then?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dimitri: Unfortunately, nothing you can give.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;...................................................&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dowager Empress: You saved her life and mine, and you restored her to me, yet you want no reward?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dimitri: Not anymore.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dowager Empress: Why the change of mind?&lt;br /&gt;Dimitri: More of change of heart.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dimitri: I must go.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Conversation with Mr Q&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Q called me up and we had a rather long conversation. Anyway, he was telling me that it was pretty unlikely that the enemy will give in so easily. So, it seems gone the possibility of the journey cut short. Well, anyway, I did not place much hope on that in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;Might as well to go all the way and hope to see that justice be done, and those people get their just desserts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anway, being a Christian, he was telling me whatever the outcome, it's God's will. He was telling me that money is just a means. It can be used for good and evil, depending on how one use it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, that's true. Moreover... there are many things that money ... can't buy.&lt;br /&gt;And many things are relative. They simply can't be compared or measured in terms of monetary sense. That would be too superficial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still, one can't do without money to survive in this world. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. Collagen Vitagen&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the first time, I have actually tasted Collagen Vitagen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. JJ's songs&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been listening to his album for the past couple of days. Well, his songs are indeed pretty good and there are many songs one can easily relate to.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm ... I am now beginning to understand why Joy likes his songs (or should I say him.. Haha!) so much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. Premonitions&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do believe it's indeed true that some people do have premonitions in the sense that they can sense what may happen in the future. Notice the word "&lt;strong&gt;MAY&lt;/strong&gt;" only!!&lt;br /&gt;But well, this remind me of a story.&lt;br /&gt;Pretty long, but please do read!! It's very insightful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sgbox.com/shortstory17.html"&gt;http://www.sgbox.com/shortstory17.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A little monk who is not old enough to get ordained is called a 'sami.'&lt;br /&gt;Once there was a little sami who studied Buddhism with a very wise Teacher. He was a very good student. He was respectful, sincere, and obedient. He learned very quickly.&lt;br /&gt;The Teacher was so wise that he could foretell the future. The Teacher knew from the beginning that his little student could not live very long. One day, he counted and realized that the little student had only seven days left to live. He felt very sad.&lt;br /&gt;The Teacher called the little sami to him. He said, "Hey, little sami, you haven't seen your mother for a long time. I think you need a vacation. You run on home and visit your mother, and come back eight days from now." He did this so at least the little sami could die in his own parents' home.&lt;br /&gt;When the little sami left, the Teacher was very sorry. He thought he would never see his little student again.&lt;br /&gt;Eight day later, who should show up but the little sami! His Teacher was delighted, but he was also puzzled, because the little student looked wonderful. He didn't look like someone who had been about to die.&lt;br /&gt;Finally, the Teacher decided to find out what had happened. He told the boy," Son, I have foretold the future many times, and I have never been wrong. ! sent you home because you were doomed to die within seven days, but the seven days have already passed. Not only are you still alive, but you look great. The image of death has left you. How did you do it?"&lt;br /&gt;The little sami was thunderstruck. He didn't have any idea how to answer his Teacher, so the Teacher entered the settled state of meditation. Before long, he understood.&lt;br /&gt;"Son, on the way home, did you save some ants?"&lt;br /&gt;"Yes, Teacher, on the way home I saw a whole bunch of ants trapped by some water. They were about to drown, so I got a piece of wood and rescued them."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"That's it, then. Your kind heart has earned you a long life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The wise men of old said, 'Saving one life earns more merit than building a pagoda of seven stories.' You have saved hundreds of lives, so you will live a very long time now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"You have earned a good future, but you still have to keep working to save living creatures. You must spread the message of the Buddha. Teach all people to be merciful. Tell everyone not to kill living creatures. Let animals live in peace."&lt;br /&gt;The little sami never forgot his Teacher's words. He worked very hard and became a great monk. He lived for a long, long time.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me, the moral of the story seems to say although some things are indeed pre-destined, there may still be ways for certain things to be averted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like what I heard before, (hopefully I didn't say anything wrong), for those who know palm reading, everyone has a lifeline. However, do you know it's possible for the lines to change in one's life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For someone who believes in karma, I subscribe to the thought that through the manifestation of good thoughts and actions, and removal of bad thoughts and actions, one is able to change certain aspects of one's life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, of course it's much easier to preach than put into action. Cos ... old habits die hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hey!! Just bear this in mind. As long as there's a way, it means there's hope.&lt;br /&gt;And I sincerely believe and hope that there will be more fives than just five fives .... definitely many many many many many many many many many many many many many many many more to come.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good. I have just finished five random points for my post!! Haha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/717603254801561367-2959047006367381021?l=reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/feeds/2959047006367381021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/2009/06/random.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/717603254801561367/posts/default/2959047006367381021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/717603254801561367/posts/default/2959047006367381021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/2009/06/random.html' title='Random'/><author><name>Kouer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434200395837736677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H60XHrlHNps/Sh9GdBGtr7I/AAAAAAAAAAU/zvOqHzv8aEQ/S220/Picture+112.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-717603254801561367.post-8848769678452447220</id><published>2009-06-27T07:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T07:27:36.335-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Things I would like to do</title><content type='html'>Just to dream for a while ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the journey really ends earlier than expected, and if I have all the time in the world,&lt;br /&gt;these are perhaps things I would like to do:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. To explore myself more spiritually&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. To carry on reading up on Traditional Chinese Medicine, from where I left off ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. To pay more attention to my family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. To start contacting many of those friends whom I have not contacted for the past year ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. To take a nice long break. Just to take my mind off everything for a while....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. To sleep for one whole day ....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/717603254801561367-8848769678452447220?l=reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/feeds/8848769678452447220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/2009/06/things-i-would-like-to-do.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/717603254801561367/posts/default/8848769678452447220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/717603254801561367/posts/default/8848769678452447220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/2009/06/things-i-would-like-to-do.html' title='Things I would like to do'/><author><name>Kouer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434200395837736677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H60XHrlHNps/Sh9GdBGtr7I/AAAAAAAAAAU/zvOqHzv8aEQ/S220/Picture+112.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-717603254801561367.post-165684905644908555</id><published>2009-06-26T10:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T10:46:09.971-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Moments of thought</title><content type='html'>It's been a hectic and month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glad that it's coming to an end...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, today's definitely a day worth celebrating, with the string of good news!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, there are sighs that this long and arduous journey may be cut short, shorter than expected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that it is bad news, in fact, if it were so, it would be considered good news actually.&lt;br /&gt;Without the uncertainty of what lies ahead, I would definitely rest easier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I just can't help but feel we are letting the enemy off too lightly if the journey's really cut short, but guess I should slowly learn to let go of my hatred.&lt;br /&gt;It's really not easy for the hurt and damages done. Damages have been done, damages that have been irreversible. Things that were once so precious had been forced to slip from my fingers.&lt;br /&gt;Or should I feel thankful in a way, that these experiences have allowed me to see certain things in a new light ... and let go of what I would have thought quite impossible before ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just that perhaps now that the journey seems coming to an end, maybe once again, I shall have to return to the real world, to perhaps where I should belong ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To once again take up responsiblities I have eluded for the past year, to face the things, people and challenges I have been shunning from ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By then, would I still be able to be like what I am now? No one knows the answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only time will tell ..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Anyway, thanks to people who has appeared in my dreams, and brought me good luck perhaps.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Let's hope things get better for everyone of us from this moment onwards.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Let this be the turning point .....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/717603254801561367-165684905644908555?l=reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/feeds/165684905644908555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/2009/06/moments-of-thought.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/717603254801561367/posts/default/165684905644908555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/717603254801561367/posts/default/165684905644908555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/2009/06/moments-of-thought.html' title='Moments of thought'/><author><name>Kouer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434200395837736677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H60XHrlHNps/Sh9GdBGtr7I/AAAAAAAAAAU/zvOqHzv8aEQ/S220/Picture+112.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-717603254801561367.post-8885678637731279587</id><published>2009-06-15T17:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T18:29:55.225-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Differences</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Increasingly, managers must deal with multiple ethnic groups with very different cultures. Thanks to globalization, you are likely to work with Japanese, French, Chinese,German and all sorts of other nationalities. It is important to recognize that people fromdifferent cultures have are different in a variety of ways, including &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;different ways of looking at things&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;different ways of dressing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;different ways of expressing personality/goodness&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;b&gt;In an ideal world ...&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;the policemen would be English&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;the car mechanics would be German&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;the cooks would be French&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;the innkeepers would be Swiss,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;and the lovers would be Italian&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;b&gt;In a living hell ...&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;the policemen would be German&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;the car mechanics would be French&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;the cooks would be English&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;the innkeepers would be Italian&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;and the lovers would be Swiss&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;These differences can cause problems interpreting what the other person is doing. Somesimple examples:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;In the US, a firm, short handshake indicates self-confidence and (heterosexual) masculinity. A limp handshake by a man can be interpreted (usually wrongly) as a sign of homosexuality or wimpiness. But in most parts of Africa, a limp handshake is the correct way to do it. Furthermore, it is common in Africa for the handshake to last several minutes, while in the US a handshake that is even a few seconds too long is interpreted as familiarity, warmth and possibly sexual attraction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;In Britain, men do not look at women on the streets. The French do. Recently, a French public figure mentioned in a speech that the Brits are all gay -- the evidence was their lack of overt interest in women.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.analytictech.com/mb021/cultural.htm"&gt;&lt;em&gt;http://www.analytictech.com/mb021/cultural.htm&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This question has been lingering in my mind. Why does misunderstanding and perhaps sometimes unhappiness often during interaction with people?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Is it because all of us come from different background and culture, which is why misunderstanding and misintepretations are inevitable? Is it because we tend to judge an event or situation based on our past experiences and assumptions?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Many a times, we hope to forge closer relationships with people around us and put in our effort to relate and to understand their problems.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;However, far too often, we heard the phrase "You do not understand me."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Perhaps.. we are all at fault ... that we tend to view others from our side, where we so comfortably reside in. Because, it requires significant effort to cross over to the other side, to be in the shoe of that party, to see things from the other point of view.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Perhaps ... even if we really put in the effort to, it may not seem that easy. There are so many different frequencies out there, how are we to be sure that we are tuning in to the correct frequency, and not getting wrong or mixed signals instead?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Maybe, deep inside us, in our heart, we are all the same. However, what we protray to the outside world. to the others, are way so different due to our different individual experiences and encounters in life.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's just like water, which has the same nature. However, once it flows somewhere, it takes the shape of the container that is holding it ....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, how do we get back to the point of origin, back to where we once started? Hmm ..........&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/717603254801561367-8885678637731279587?l=reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/feeds/8885678637731279587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/2009/06/differences.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/717603254801561367/posts/default/8885678637731279587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/717603254801561367/posts/default/8885678637731279587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/2009/06/differences.html' title='Differences'/><author><name>Kouer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434200395837736677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H60XHrlHNps/Sh9GdBGtr7I/AAAAAAAAAAU/zvOqHzv8aEQ/S220/Picture+112.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-717603254801561367.post-2804391718683118565</id><published>2009-06-11T04:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T04:20:25.442-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fatigue</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Fatigue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346027418776564450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 304px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H60XHrlHNps/SjDnnOes8uI/AAAAAAAAAA4/_jtOOcscvWA/s320/fatigue.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I am really worn down by fatigue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been more than 2 weeks I haven't got any proper rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally now, an evening for myself to take a break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry to people whom I appear not focusing what you were talking. I really have some difficulty concentrating now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just some of my efforts have brought cheers to people around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I will feel relieved at least that my actions have been justified.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps I may need more time for myself next week, to let me recharge, so I will be able to carry on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least finally, I can go have a good sleep now before I carry on with work later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/717603254801561367-2804391718683118565?l=reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/feeds/2804391718683118565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/2009/06/fatigue.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-717603254801561367.post-5594441465071216356</id><published>2009-06-10T09:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T09:37:21.674-07:00</updated><title type='text'>笑看江湖</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;江湖笑 爱逍遥 琴豁箫 酒来倒 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;仰天笑 全忘了 潇洒如风 轻飘飘 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;江湖笑 爱逍遥 愛或恨 都不要 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;仰天笑 全忘了 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H60XHrlHNps/Sh9GdBGtr7I/AAAAAAAAAAU/zvOqHzv8aEQ/S220/Picture+112.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-717603254801561367.post-4786391632330062137</id><published>2009-06-08T08:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T08:43:58.042-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nice Old Song</title><content type='html'>Heard this song on FM 88.3 today while on the cab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A really nice old song. It's been like 18 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="258" width="319"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/V9mEYZxkDsM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/V9mEYZxkDsM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/717603254801561367-4786391632330062137?l=reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/feeds/4786391632330062137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/2009/06/nice-old-song.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/717603254801561367/posts/default/4786391632330062137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/717603254801561367/posts/default/4786391632330062137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/2009/06/nice-old-song.html' title='Nice Old Song'/><author><name>Kouer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434200395837736677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H60XHrlHNps/Sh9GdBGtr7I/AAAAAAAAAAU/zvOqHzv8aEQ/S220/Picture+112.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-717603254801561367.post-6749490367221671917</id><published>2009-06-06T21:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T22:10:54.957-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost Handphone</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Q: I lost my handphone!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: So??? (with nonchalance)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: But I lost all my contacts. I won't be able to contact these people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: Those who never called back means that they are not important. Don't bother. Just let them be.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, you are right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't bother. Just let them be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's too tiring to care.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/717603254801561367-6749490367221671917?l=reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/feeds/6749490367221671917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/2009/06/lost-handphone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/717603254801561367/posts/default/6749490367221671917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/717603254801561367/posts/default/6749490367221671917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/2009/06/lost-handphone.html' title='Lost Handphone'/><author><name>Kouer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434200395837736677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H60XHrlHNps/Sh9GdBGtr7I/AAAAAAAAAAU/zvOqHzv8aEQ/S220/Picture+112.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-717603254801561367.post-8086900292361848050</id><published>2009-06-05T22:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T09:46:20.521-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Law of Emotional Stability</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;New Discovery:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ES = kR^2 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ES - Emotional Stability&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;R - Rest&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emotionally Stability is actually proportional to the square of rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been so many days since I have a proper rest. No wonder....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like a unstable nuclei, I am becoming &lt;strong&gt;spontaneous&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;random&lt;/strong&gt; in my action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's only week 1 with 3 more weeks to go, the worst coming in week 3 ......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to a better month next month.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/717603254801561367-8086900292361848050?l=reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/feeds/8086900292361848050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/2009/06/law-of-emotional-stability.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/717603254801561367/posts/default/8086900292361848050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/717603254801561367/posts/default/8086900292361848050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/2009/06/law-of-emotional-stability.html' title='Law of Emotional Stability'/><author><name>Kouer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434200395837736677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H60XHrlHNps/Sh9GdBGtr7I/AAAAAAAAAAU/zvOqHzv8aEQ/S220/Picture+112.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-717603254801561367.post-6046072873560919201</id><published>2009-06-05T12:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T14:08:20.248-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Losing my balance..</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"If only words help make things better, but perhaps they only made things worse"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is this lousy feeling coming over me now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am quite drained out now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's partly due to the fact I have not had proper rest since last week. The more I tried to sleep earlier, I wake up even earlier!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now 4am in the morning, I am here blogging when I should still be in my bed or preparing my things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I wonder why there's such a horoscope called Cancer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Over-sensitive, over-emotional, pessismistic, insecurity, indecsiveness, contradictory, uncertainty, unpredictability"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrrrghhhhh!!!!!! I hate all those negative connotations!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can anyone tell me what to do when you have this feeling whatever you do is going to be wrong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there anyone out there who can tell me what I can do to switch off the thoughts running in my mind for a day, let me have a proper rest for one day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there a day where I can find back my balance and act in a coherent manner?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;其實我很累了.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/717603254801561367-6046072873560919201?l=reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/feeds/6046072873560919201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/2009/06/losing-my-balance.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/717603254801561367/posts/default/6046072873560919201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/717603254801561367/posts/default/6046072873560919201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/2009/06/losing-my-balance.html' title='Losing my balance..'/><author><name>Kouer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434200395837736677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H60XHrlHNps/Sh9GdBGtr7I/AAAAAAAAAAU/zvOqHzv8aEQ/S220/Picture+112.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-717603254801561367.post-2209419350450815391</id><published>2009-06-04T08:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T08:32:47.402-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Night of beautiful melodies (Tuesday 020609)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Night of beautiful melodies &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(Tuesday 020609)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;我真的受傷了&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;溫柔&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;遺失的美好&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;味道&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;小酒窝&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;你最珍贵&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;安靜&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;最長的電影&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;触摸&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;追&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;純真&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and of course ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;新不了情&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anymore to add on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/717603254801561367-2209419350450815391?l=reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/feeds/2209419350450815391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/2009/06/night-of-beautiful-melodies-tuesday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/717603254801561367/posts/default/2209419350450815391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/717603254801561367/posts/default/2209419350450815391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/2009/06/night-of-beautiful-melodies-tuesday.html' title='Night of beautiful melodies (Tuesday 020609)'/><author><name>Kouer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434200395837736677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H60XHrlHNps/Sh9GdBGtr7I/AAAAAAAAAAU/zvOqHzv8aEQ/S220/Picture+112.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-717603254801561367.post-711397042967845697</id><published>2009-06-03T07:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T07:54:10.412-07:00</updated><title type='text'>感慨</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;锦上添花人皆知 雪中送炭有几人&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;千金散尽且还复  人生難覓一知音&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/717603254801561367-711397042967845697?l=reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/feeds/711397042967845697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/717603254801561367/posts/default/711397042967845697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/717603254801561367/posts/default/711397042967845697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html' title='感慨'/><author><name>Kouer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434200395837736677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H60XHrlHNps/Sh9GdBGtr7I/AAAAAAAAAAU/zvOqHzv8aEQ/S220/Picture+112.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-717603254801561367.post-4424525007761994878</id><published>2009-05-28T21:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T21:39:39.735-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to Reality</title><content type='html'>Good News!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have just received more work assignments. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This means more money to finance the war, but this also means that this is going to be a very hectic month!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Anyway, up till now, there's still no news on the outcome of the battle last fought. If there's still no news by today, that means I have to wait for at least another month before knowing the outcome.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess I really need to manage my time effectively this month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough of tangling with my emotions for the moment. This is a period where I need to concentrate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The imminent priority is to restore back my balance and equilibrium to face the challenges ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any assistance to help me do so is deeply appreciated during this period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you very much. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/717603254801561367-4424525007761994878?l=reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/feeds/4424525007761994878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/2009/05/back-to-reality.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/717603254801561367/posts/default/4424525007761994878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/717603254801561367/posts/default/4424525007761994878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/2009/05/back-to-reality.html' title='Back to Reality'/><author><name>Kouer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434200395837736677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H60XHrlHNps/Sh9GdBGtr7I/AAAAAAAAAAU/zvOqHzv8aEQ/S220/Picture+112.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-717603254801561367.post-7039139945004562384</id><published>2009-05-28T00:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T07:20:38.709-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reminiscent solace</title><content type='html'>Could not sleep yesterday after sending out an email late in the night ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;Accept with Grace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decided to join Phang to watch the Champions League Final at his home. As a Manchester United Supporter, it was a disappointing night to see them outclassed and outplayed by Barcelona. But you just have to admit, Barca is good and the better team won.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess ... you just have to accept the defeat with grace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;Yearly Gathering&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I managed to catch only 3 hours of sleep before catching up with Siaoshi and Yuling, who will be back in Singapore from Penang for just a week, for lunch at Causeway Point. You can only be amazed at how time flies. Siaoshi's son is already two months old and Yuling's second son, seven months ago. It seems like weeks ago only when the three of us last met a year ago. That was before Siaoshi's marriage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;Songs from my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throughout the day, my thoughts and mood were dominated by these four songs which keep playing in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. 我真的受伤了-张学友&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;A classic by Jacky, which brings out the melancholic mood in one.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps knowingly or unknowingly, one keeps hurting those around you, especially closed ones.&lt;br /&gt;Though we may not have chosen to do so.&lt;br /&gt;"To hurt and be hurt, is just part and parcel of life, however sad tat might sound."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;2.纯真-五月天&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My all time favourite amongst the songs by MAYDAY. Over the years, they have come up with many fantastic songs, but this song remains special. There are still vivid memories of watching the serial "楊門女將" while listening to this song. A touching and inspiring serial, complemented with a touching and sentimental song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listening to the chorus has never failed to stir up my mood. A sad resignation to the facts of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;3. 半梦半醒之间-谭永麟&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps only in this semi-conscious state between dreaming and consciousness, that people are willing to drop down their barricades to emerge from their shells to communicate and connect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, once back to the real world, the harsh facts of reality set in and that people realise that their dreams are no longer inter-connected, and we remained solitary travellers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;4. 追-张国荣&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throughout our lives, we have been in pursuit of things that we thought will bring us happiness and satisfaction. It was through going round in many circles and coming back to where we started, only then did we realised what we really wished for was actually something so simple, yet has eluded us all along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;As Megumi once told me, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"They want something tangible instead of the intangible. Wat they can't see, can't use, can't touch is considered unimportant. The world"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yet, if it is intangible, how do we have proof that it is there, or it was there, or it will be there? Or is it just our delusion, our act of self-deceiving? If to hurt and be hurt is the only way, wouldn't it be better to be in solitude? Or maybe not because that's just life, which we have to experience?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Someday, maybe just someday if ever there's that day, my thoughts and moods will be filled with happy songs instead. Perhaps there comes a time when the sunshine can penetrate the darkest room.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But I need to realise the fact that it is just not my time yet.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Simply because right in front of me is this impending battle which I have no idea what the outcome would be. With so much uncertainties ahead, what right do I have to dare to hold on to anything in life?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;By the way, the Manchester United team would have been a much better outfit had it not been that "brand" across their jerseys. Borrowing words from one notable premier league striker, "they" are a XXXXXXX disgrace!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yes, they are for all the XXXXXXX deeds they have done. (And I am NOT referring to the Manchester United team.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;May justice be served one day and the evildoers get their just desserts. &lt;strong&gt;多行不義必自斃!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But I must constantly remind myself, to let go of this feeling called "hatred", as one friend has advised, before I too get consumed by it...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yes, we believe in karma. And because of that, we must remind ourselves to try our best not to hurt people around us, be it friends or non-friends. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;May everyone finds their true happiness some day.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And hey... if one day, you manage to find that simple thing which I have been looking for, please let me know ... and where to look for it....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, think I can still catch a couple of hours of rest before starting work later.....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And meanwhile, let this be the corner for my reminiscent solace ...&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/717603254801561367-7039139945004562384?l=reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/feeds/7039139945004562384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/2009/05/gush-of-emotions.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/717603254801561367/posts/default/7039139945004562384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/717603254801561367/posts/default/7039139945004562384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/2009/05/gush-of-emotions.html' title='Reminiscent solace'/><author><name>Kouer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434200395837736677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H60XHrlHNps/Sh9GdBGtr7I/AAAAAAAAAAU/zvOqHzv8aEQ/S220/Picture+112.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-717603254801561367.post-10512222082479678</id><published>2009-05-27T18:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T18:32:14.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Concentrate</title><content type='html'>I need to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;FOCUS!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's lots of work to be done this coming month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking on a tightrope, balancing between dreams and reality.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, sometimes emotions do get the better of us and we lost our balance. But after a nice sleep, you once again realises what's the challenges facing you right ahead, and you get ready once more to face the impending battle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's hope things turn out fine for everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/717603254801561367-10512222082479678?l=reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/feeds/10512222082479678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/2009/05/concentrate.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/717603254801561367/posts/default/10512222082479678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/717603254801561367/posts/default/10512222082479678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/2009/05/concentrate.html' title='Concentrate'/><author><name>Kouer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434200395837736677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H60XHrlHNps/Sh9GdBGtr7I/AAAAAAAAAAU/zvOqHzv8aEQ/S220/Picture+112.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-717603254801561367.post-1162544153503762718</id><published>2009-05-27T06:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T07:00:14.205-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Start of my blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Hi,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the start of my blog, on &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;27th May 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, courtesy to the effort of&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Lim Wan Qin Jasmine :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/717603254801561367-1162544153503762718?l=reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/feeds/1162544153503762718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/2009/05/start-of-my-blog_27.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/717603254801561367/posts/default/1162544153503762718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/717603254801561367/posts/default/1162544153503762718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/2009/05/start-of-my-blog_27.html' title='Start of my blog'/><author><name>Kouer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434200395837736677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H60XHrlHNps/Sh9GdBGtr7I/AAAAAAAAAAU/zvOqHzv8aEQ/S220/Picture+112.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-717603254801561367.post-1127779405107118957</id><published>2009-05-27T06:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T06:05:32.862-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Solace</title><content type='html'>This is my solace. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/717603254801561367-1127779405107118957?l=reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/feeds/1127779405107118957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/2009/05/solace.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/717603254801561367/posts/default/1127779405107118957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/717603254801561367/posts/default/1127779405107118957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscence-solace.blogspot.com/2009/05/solace.html' title='Solace'/><author><name>Kouer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04434200395837736677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H60XHrlHNps/Sh9GdBGtr7I/AAAAAAAAAAU/zvOqHzv8aEQ/S220/Picture+112.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
