<?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-1395502987153851641</id><updated>2012-02-16T23:56:12.787+11:00</updated><title type='text'>push my buttons</title><subtitle type='html'>一段感情，这么多的分离，
我觉得很辛苦，
每一次的分离，我都很伤心，
一次比一次的伤心，
我很想坚强可是总做不到。。。</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kikurazz.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1395502987153851641/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kikurazz.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>max</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00469181475354026500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>10</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1395502987153851641.post-2779781148640422829</id><published>2008-06-15T01:12:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T15:57:34.779+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Cam-Whoring</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Cam-whoring as they now said, is a term widely used when one is self-obsessed with snapping pictures of one self in poses. Well said, as you've all may have notice, i'm a lil into cam whoring lately, BUT only when i found myself irrestibly handsome in my suit! Haha (SS syndrome detected!) (SS - Syok Sendiri) Ok enuf said, look at some of my recent cam whoring photos + one not in cam whoring action... Push my CAM buttons! Haha. Cheers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5cjB5sVw-K0/SHSmzMOPdkI/AAAAAAAAACM/5nlGKR98-3w/s1600-h/DSC00003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220981266413745730" style="CURSOR: hand" height="322" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5cjB5sVw-K0/SHSmzMOPdkI/AAAAAAAAACM/5nlGKR98-3w/s400/DSC00003.JPG" width="224" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5cjB5sVw-K0/SHSmyxyYkXI/AAAAAAAAACE/urGuLhf3oSo/s1600-h/dsc00721_thumbnail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220981259317580146" style="WIDTH: 108px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 146px" height="167" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5cjB5sVw-K0/SHSmyxyYkXI/AAAAAAAAACE/urGuLhf3oSo/s400/dsc00721_thumbnail.jpg" width="204" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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/1395502987153851641-2779781148640422829?l=kikurazz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kikurazz.blogspot.com/feeds/2779781148640422829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1395502987153851641&amp;postID=2779781148640422829' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1395502987153851641/posts/default/2779781148640422829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1395502987153851641/posts/default/2779781148640422829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kikurazz.blogspot.com/2008/06/cam-whoring.html' title='Cam-Whoring'/><author><name>max</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00469181475354026500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5cjB5sVw-K0/SHSmzMOPdkI/AAAAAAAAACM/5nlGKR98-3w/s72-c/DSC00003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1395502987153851641.post-2733547050967284241</id><published>2008-04-29T21:17:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T02:17:52.549+10:00</updated><title type='text'>things you didn't know about me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1. i'm an ABC (not american born chinese, but ampang born chinese) :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2. shortly before i was born, my mom was having "lo mi gai" at Kum Lum Tai, Petaling St because she was too hungry... that explained why i used to love eating "lo mi gai" too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;3. i was born at exactly 630 am in the morning - but i hate getting up early in the morning now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;4. i've been to italy - while still in my mom's stomach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;5. i always have been very naughty - even at kindergarten coz i always mess with the girls from the class next door&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;6. i threw a waterbottle out of the school bus window when i was 5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;7. in a primary school class selection test, i asked one teacher how fish in mandarin is wrote - i ended up in the best class&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;8. i was sent to the principal's office because i told a dirty joke - at the age of 9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;9. i got into trouble again at 12 coz again i mess with the girls 2 years my junior&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;10. i played baseball in primary school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;11. i have never skipped classes in secondary school - except when i'm sick of course&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;12. i met June when i was in F2 - we were in the same class&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;13. i went to F6 - my A-levels in white shirt and pants&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;14. i was denied entry to local unis - something that i'm thankful of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;15. i was a Taylorian - so was June&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;16. i went to uni in Australia where i had the best 2 years of my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;17. i used to work as a waiter in a Thai restaurant in Adelaide called 'SIAM'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;18. i love Adelaide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;19. i'm working in Canberra now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;20. i'm a QS - Quantity Surveyor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;21. i'm loving my life now, and i don't miss uni that much seriously&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;22. i'm a red devil - hardcore Manchester United fan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;23. i love soccer, be it playing or watching&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;24. i love to read books&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;25. i love swimming and jogging&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;26. i hate Canberra weather - too cold even in autumn - what would winter be?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;27. i love Honda cars - love to own one soon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;28. i love to eat &amp;amp; sleep (i know i sound like a pig)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;29. i love orange juice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;30. i love korean &amp;amp; japanese food very much - kim chi anyone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;31. i love fridays and saturdays, but i'm not particular fond of sunday evening, coz i know i have to work the next day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;32. i love my music - all kind of genre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;33. i love my iPod - a lovely graduation gift from my sister&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;34. i play the guitar, the bass and a little bit of drum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;35. i was the president of the music club in my secondary school - just so that we can be in the band room! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;36. i'm a Sagittarian - nothing is exactly true about my characteristic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;37. Boar - my chinese zodiac (which again explain why i love to eat and sleep) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;38. June is a boar too... perfect match! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;39. She's the crab (cancer) - everything is exactly true about her characteristic!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;40. We have been together for 7 years now...it's been a long journey &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;41. We are still very madly in love (at least i think so)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;42. She's very tolerant of me (thank you) - however sometimes i'm n0t &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;43. We spent most of our time apart (i'm sorry) - i promise no more! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;44. We both are born on the 24th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;45. I still haven't found any friends sharing the same family name as mine (except my distance cousins)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;46. My dad is the only son, and i'm the only son - which makes me the only male in this generation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;47. On the other hand, my mom has 4 brothers and 3 sisters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;48. My sister is 6 years elder (age gap!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;49. We have 4 dogs and 9 fish in the house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;50. Max is actually short form for Maximillian (i think Maximus sounds better :P)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1395502987153851641-2733547050967284241?l=kikurazz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kikurazz.blogspot.com/feeds/2733547050967284241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1395502987153851641&amp;postID=2733547050967284241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1395502987153851641/posts/default/2733547050967284241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1395502987153851641/posts/default/2733547050967284241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kikurazz.blogspot.com/2008/04/things-you-didnt-know-about-me.html' title='things you didn&apos;t know about me'/><author><name>max</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00469181475354026500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1395502987153851641.post-8474459704457038977</id><published>2008-04-25T16:58:00.005+10:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T18:30:16.258+10:00</updated><title type='text'>BP Ultimate/BRW Corporate Triathlon - Sydney</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Event details&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;The Sydney Race of the BP Ultimate/BRW Corporate Triathlon Series is staged at the most spectacular of all the venues. Held on Mrs Macquarie’s Point with views of the Opera House and Harbor Bridge, competitors race through the Royal Botanic Gardens and over some parts of the Olympic Triathlon Course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;LOCATION: Mrs Macquarie’s Point&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DISTANCE: 400m Swim, 8km Cycle, 4km Run&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;DATE: Sunday April 13th 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;PRE RACE BRIEFING: 7.15am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;RACE START: 7.30am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;FORMAT: Team of three, each team member completing a swim, ride and run&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;FIELD LIMIT: 4,600&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;BIKE COMPOUND: 5.30am-7.00am (no bikes permitted after 7am)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;My result: &lt;a href="http://www.supersprint.racetectiming.com/default.aspx"&gt;http://www.supersprint.racetectiming.com/default.aspx&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;3 words to sum up my 1st triathlon experience : challenging, tired &amp;amp; fun! i'm looking forward to next year's race... any taker? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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/1395502987153851641-8474459704457038977?l=kikurazz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.supersprint.com.au/Default.aspx?Menu=390&amp;Content=81&amp;Template=9' title='BP Ultimate/BRW Corporate Triathlon - Sydney'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kikurazz.blogspot.com/feeds/8474459704457038977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1395502987153851641&amp;postID=8474459704457038977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1395502987153851641/posts/default/8474459704457038977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1395502987153851641/posts/default/8474459704457038977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kikurazz.blogspot.com/2008/04/bp-ultimatebrw-corporate-triathlon.html' title='BP Ultimate/BRW Corporate Triathlon - Sydney'/><author><name>max</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00469181475354026500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1395502987153851641.post-3784198553758915608</id><published>2008-04-05T00:17:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T00:29:10.578+11:00</updated><title type='text'>没有林淑冰的日子-第42天</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;42天了。已经没抱着你，没抓着你的手，没吻你的脸颊这么多天了！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;不知道你过得如何呢？只知道你开工了，日子也应该开始繁忙了吧？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;电话会响得比较少吗？电邮会变得更少了吗？不过至少做工时间会比较容易过吧？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;林淑冰，我很想你。。。&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/1395502987153851641-3784198553758915608?l=kikurazz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kikurazz.blogspot.com/feeds/3784198553758915608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1395502987153851641&amp;postID=3784198553758915608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I never thought I'd need you there when I cried&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And the days feel like years when I'm alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And the bed where you lie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Is made up on your side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When you walk away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I count the steps that you take&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Do you see how much I need you right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When you're gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;he pieces of my heart are missing you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When you're gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The face I came to know is missing too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When you're gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The words I need to hear to always get me through the day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And make it ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I miss you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I've never felt this way before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Everything that I do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Reminds me of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And the clothes you left&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;they lie on my floor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And they smell just like you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I love the things that you do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When you walk away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I count the steps that you take&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Did you see how much I need you right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When you're gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The pieces of my heart are missing you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When you're gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The face I came to know is missing too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And when you're gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The words I need to hear to always get me through the day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And make it ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I miss you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We were made for each other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Out here foreverI know we were&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;All I ever wanted it was for you to know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Everything I do I give my heart and soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I can hardly breathe, I need to feel you here with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When you're gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The pieces of my heart are missing you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When you're gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The face I came to know is missing too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When you're gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The words I need to hear will always get me through the day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And make it ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I miss you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1395502987153851641-9136256895963490549?l=kikurazz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kikurazz.blogspot.com/feeds/9136256895963490549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1395502987153851641.post-7318499482375627053</id><published>2008-02-24T18:49:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T21:14:29.974+11:00</updated><title type='text'>我很想你。。。</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;没有林淑冰的日子 - 第一天&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;在机场，泪都开始在流了，手再怎么不舍的放， 到最后也必须让她走。。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;回到没有她在的家里，心里好像空了个洞， 真不好受！房间也仿佛少了很多东西 - 再没有她的衣服， 没有她的电脑， 她的化妆品。。。晚上睡在床时也感觉到特别冷，可能是失去了你的温暖。不知不觉， 我哭了。 我真的好想好想你！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1395502987153851641-7318499482375627053?l=kikurazz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kikurazz.blogspot.com/feeds/7318499482375627053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1395502987153851641&amp;postID=7318499482375627053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1395502987153851641/posts/default/7318499482375627053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1395502987153851641/posts/default/7318499482375627053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kikurazz.blogspot.com/2008/02/blog-post.html' title='我很想你。。。'/><author><name>max</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00469181475354026500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1395502987153851641.post-431503165362740378</id><published>2008-01-08T16:24:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T15:57:35.893+11:00</updated><title type='text'>bday, christmas &amp; melbourne</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cjB5sVw-K0/R4XJiZSTckI/AAAAAAAAAA0/hxjwvupcF48/s1600-h/DSC00559.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153746941335794242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cjB5sVw-K0/R4XJiZSTckI/AAAAAAAAAA0/hxjwvupcF48/s320/DSC00559.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Loch Ach Gorge&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5cjB5sVw-K0/R4XJi5STclI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sniozL4v35E/s1600-h/DSC00671.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153746949925728850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5cjB5sVw-K0/R4XJi5STclI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sniozL4v35E/s320/DSC00671.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;On the way back from melb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153745730155016690" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5cjB5sVw-K0/R4XIb5STcfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/C8W_350BoCI/s320/DSC00154.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sydney Opera House&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Me, Nigel &amp;amp; Wen Chin at War Memorial&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cjB5sVw-K0/R4XIcZSTcgI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Sq-JtBdBFVs/s1600-h/DSC00186.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153745738744951298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cjB5sVw-K0/R4XIcZSTcgI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Sq-JtBdBFVs/s320/DSC00186.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5cjB5sVw-K0/R4XIcpSTchI/AAAAAAAAAAc/gXrWlDOSPHQ/s1600-h/DSC00398.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153745743039918610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5cjB5sVw-K0/R4XIcpSTchI/AAAAAAAAAAc/gXrWlDOSPHQ/s320/DSC00398.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Xmas dinner - cranberry turkey, steak, salad, soup &amp;amp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;wine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5cjB5sVw-K0/R4XIc5STciI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Njkf-4Um67Q/s1600-h/DSC00476.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153745747334885922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5cjB5sVw-K0/R4XIc5STciI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Njkf-4Um67Q/s320/DSC00476.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NY eve in melb - 300K ppl! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5cjB5sVw-K0/R4XIdJSTcjI/AAAAAAAAAAs/LWXB6aQ9pB4/s1600-h/DSC00496.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153745751629853234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5cjB5sVw-K0/R4XIdJSTcjI/AAAAAAAAAAs/LWXB6aQ9pB4/s320/DSC00496.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;june in bourke st mall&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;erry xmas and happy new year!!! Apologies for posting such late greetings &amp;amp; news about myself over here in Canberra. Been busy since June came and been busy throughout the festive period. Well, things have been pretty hectic since i last wrote. June arrived in Sydney on my bday and we spent 3 wonderful days in sydney travelling around the biggest city in OZ! We stayed at one of the best apartment with one of the best view overlooking the harbour, had a tremendous dinner at darling harbour, snap-shot ourselves at the harbour bridge &amp;amp; sydney opera house, had dim sum in chinatown, went to Sydney Fish Market and cooked ourselves bloody fresh prawns, fish + some rocking oysters!!! Anyway, it was really happening in sydney as my royal bday clashed with some of australia's biggest event - australia general election, australian idol final, beckham arrived in sydney with LA Galaxy for an exhibition match against Sydney FC and not forgetting the annual xmas parade! And remembering John Howard was just a few blocks away from where we were staying, giving his last speech at the Wentworth Hotel hours after being ousted by Kevin Rudd in the election. What a weekend! And what other way to end my bday nite than with a spectacular fireworks at the opera house? It may be coincidental with the australian idol, but hey, it really made my nite and truly, i had one of the best bdays in my life in sydney.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Less than a week after my gala, wen chin flew over from adelaide and we went around canberra paying visits to the parliament house and war memorial. We rented a little prius to take us around the city and guess what? we drove about 100+ kms and did not even pump it up when we returned the car. AMAZINGLY eco friendly. Had not been doing much since she left as it was really frantic back in the office rushing for god-knows-how-we-achieved deadlines before closing down for the xmas period. Apart from a very welcoming and relaxing xmas lunch in Bungendore, i literally spent my days dreadfully waiting for the coming of santa. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, did i mentioned about celebrating winter solstice festival shortly before Nigel left? Ha. Nothing much to brat about it but we did cook up some sumptuous dinner &amp;amp; some mini "tong yuen" to bid our farewell to Nigel and welcome xmas and CNY (in 2 months time :P) with gracious open arms...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jingle bell, jingle bell.....Xmas came too soon before i realised. And as a matter of fact, it past by too soon, too! It was particularly a quiet xmas, given we celebrated it in CANBERRA and just me &amp;amp; june in the house. No xmas trees, no mistletoe, no carols and no snow...but we still got ourselves some pretty red big socks and had cranberry turkey for xmas dinner! Not too bad, at least i'm with june! The break was good as i managed to stay in the bed till 10 almost every single day and have been staying up till 4 in the morning to watch xmas football on my lil foxtel. Beers, chips, chocolates, snacks, late night mee goreng...i reckon i bloated about few kilos extra during xmas! Darn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melbourne! The flight to melbourne was an occasion worth remembering as it was me &amp;amp; june first flight together! Haha. After almost 7 years, imagine that... Arrived in melb, hopped on the shuttle and off we went to our motel/backpacker. The place was OK and can't complain much since it was dirt cheap. The only thing, and to our horror is...no aircond! SH*T. And it was a sweltering 41C in downtown Melb + i did not pack any shorts with me given that i almost chilled to death on my last trip to melb during the same period last year! i say blame it on global warming! We unpacked (sort of just dumping our bags and jumped straight out from the room) and went straight to do exactly what we came here to do - xmas sales shopping! I would seriously say that shopping in Melb is much more enjoying than doing it in sydney. 2 words to sum it up - glamourous &amp;amp; chic. Swanston &amp;amp; Bourke St was such a pleasure to shop around albeit the freaking weather. At night, we walked quite a distance to Lygon for our NY eve's dinner and damned the manager for giving us a seat right outside under such hot conditions! Villa Romana, as usual, was superb as we had mussels for entre and rissoto + fettucini for mains. Next up was the hot and long walk to Fed Sq where a sea of crowd was already filling up Swanston St and Fed Sq by 10pm. About 300k reportedly were in the streets. 41C? No. I reckon it felt like 45-50 when you are swarmed by 300k ppl! GAWD! At around 2355, ppl started getting into this frenzy kind of rave party around us as it was less than 5 minutes before we ushered in the new year. Much more happening than counting down in KL i supposed! Strucked midnight, the melb sky was lit up by dazzling colours of ravishing fire works left and right, front and back! The fire works lasted a good 15 minutes. Simply beautiful! Couples hugged and kissed while friends jumped abruptly in circles saying goodbye to 2007 and welcoming 2008. Sensational atmosphere as we stood among the thousands, basking in the heat and the feeling of brand new year. Welcome 2008...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Our last day in melb was a long and winding drive along the majestic great ocean road. We drove-thru McD for lunch and from Geelong onwards it was a pretty scenic route and June snapped shot away as we drove past Torquay, Apollo Bay etc. After about 5 hours driving, we finally reached the 12 Apostles (well, 8 to be exact). It was as grand and magnificient as usual and this time, i tagged june along to Loch Ard Gorge i.e blowhole (i know, it sounds a bit corky) &amp;amp; the infamous ship wreck (we saw none apparently). By the time we hit the road again, the sun was already starting to set down on us and we took another 3 hours + to get back to the city. A record IMHO *grin* :) We were dead hungry by the time we reached the city and had hopefully wanted to get some quick dinner along China Town but to our dissapointment, not that many restaurant actually open for such late suppers. Anyhow, we did find one and our ex-classmate managed to join us for a late yum cha. Have not seen her since high school, seriously. And somehow we bumped into each other in the streets and managed to catch up on some old time. In all, we both enjoyed the trip tremendously and hopefully the next xmas holis is just 'round the corner!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1395502987153851641-431503165362740378?l=kikurazz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kikurazz.blogspot.com/feeds/431503165362740378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1395502987153851641&amp;postID=431503165362740378' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1395502987153851641/posts/default/431503165362740378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1395502987153851641/posts/default/431503165362740378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kikurazz.blogspot.com/2008/01/bday-christmas-melbourne.html' title='bday, christmas &amp; melbourne'/><author><name>max</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00469181475354026500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cjB5sVw-K0/R4XJiZSTckI/AAAAAAAAAA0/hxjwvupcF48/s72-c/DSC00559.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1395502987153851641.post-7813935925354417644</id><published>2007-11-06T17:15:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T19:06:18.619+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Counting down</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;'m counting down towards june's much anticipated arrival and our trip up in Sydney! 18 days to be exact before the best day of 2007 i reckon (ok, maybe a lil late for the best day) but hey, it's my bday and that have to be case! :) Can't believe how life and time have actually moved on since graduation. I wake up every morning still trying to adapt to my working life, catching the bus and being miles away from kl and adelaide. Not suprisingly, i still missed adelaide very much, and indeed i'm still a very much adelaide-an deep inside. 3 months have passed since, frens left, memories created, and dreams being chased... a long and winding journey still lies ahead i beckon, but till then , june is what i'm really looking forward to! push my buttons babe...no dirty thinking here i hope :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1395502987153851641-7813935925354417644?l=kikurazz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kikurazz.blogspot.com/feeds/7813935925354417644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1395502987153851641&amp;postID=7813935925354417644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1395502987153851641/posts/default/7813935925354417644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1395502987153851641/posts/default/7813935925354417644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kikurazz.blogspot.com/2007/11/counting-down.html' title='Counting down'/><author><name>max</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00469181475354026500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1395502987153851641.post-8522742339713364174</id><published>2007-09-13T21:03:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T21:59:33.289+10:00</updated><title type='text'>remembering 9/11</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;eptember - the month of my sis's birthday, the month of mooncake festival (which i have skipped celebrating back in msia for the past 2 years - coming 3rd year when the moon is at its fullest this month! ) and of course the month of the tragic day that had since completely changed the world. It has been six years since the planes struck world trade centre, and yet many still felt the grief and pain as the families of those who perished in the rubbles of the twin towers did. Since it was 9/11, it happened so that i was on metacafe watching many videos about 9/11 and noticed that there's a huge number of videos linked to this event. Some were made in remembrance of the 3000 lives lost, some were made against Bush, some claimed about conspiracy of it. What do you believe? Whatever it is, i realised that we are actually so vulnerable and fragile &amp;amp; that made me cherish and treasure what i had in life than to go complaning what i do not have in life. Cherish life, cherish those you loved...in remembrance of 9/11.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1395502987153851641-8522742339713364174?l=kikurazz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kikurazz.blogspot.com/feeds/8522742339713364174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1395502987153851641&amp;postID=8522742339713364174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1395502987153851641/posts/default/8522742339713364174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1395502987153851641/posts/default/8522742339713364174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kikurazz.blogspot.com/2007/09/remembering-911.html' title='remembering 9/11'/><author><name>max</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00469181475354026500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1395502987153851641.post-7247100506875373315</id><published>2007-09-13T13:08:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T19:05:31.750+11:00</updated><title type='text'>my first blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;y 1st blog in 24 years! I may have started old &amp;amp; slow but heck who cares! Well what a start to an amateur blogger's 1st post. Pretty good i supposed! Hehe. I reckon this blog would provide a fitting platform for me to voice out my daily (if not, at least weekly or monthly!) feelings or thoughts about things happening to and around me. I used to read a lot of other peoples' blog but have never ever thought of starting one on my own but things happened pretty fast and they come and go pretty much with the same pace lately that have inevitably prompted this blog. Changes. I guessed i could use the word - changes to everything that i have lived and got used to for the past 2 years in Australia. Geez. Graduated and moved on. 4 words in short! To those who are still in the dark, i graduated and moved interstate from my beloved adelaide to canberra (the nation's most boring city?!) to take up a job offer. So here i am, fresh out of uni and fresh in the industry, and working my azz off on a 9 to 5 job. It's routined, it's boring. But it seems pretty interesting and challenging to me (at least for now). And feeling much satisfied from a decent opening post, i shall leave the rest of the story for the next few entries (i hoped)... push my buttons. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1395502987153851641-7247100506875373315?l=kikurazz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kikurazz.blogspot.com/feeds/7247100506875373315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1395502987153851641&amp;postID=7247100506875373315' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1395502987153851641/posts/default/7247100506875373315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1395502987153851641/posts/default/7247100506875373315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kikurazz.blogspot.com/2007/09/my-first-blog.html' title='my first blog'/><author><name>max</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00469181475354026500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
