<?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-8038987409167674434</id><updated>2011-09-11T10:02:36.039+08:00</updated><category term='Other little adventures'/><category term='MacLehose Trail'/><title type='text'>It will be Sunny</title><subtitle type='html'>stories behind the music</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flarixsunny.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8038987409167674434/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flarixsunny.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Sunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15058388477370113984</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>48</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8038987409167674434.post-1218967082199179296</id><published>2010-05-25T11:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T12:00:30.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time for a walk</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;f course I am not that kind of guy who just stay at home, really to die of hunger. Watching television or clicking computers, living in this indoor for the rest of my life isn't my style anyway. There is a place just like some sort of safe house, coz' we will go back there from time to time. We don't have any reason why going there, maybe we want to compare the difference between time to time.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/S_tBTMo0UBI/AAAAAAAACVY/YSHJncZpAqA/s1600/IMG_0905.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/S_tBTMo0UBI/AAAAAAAACVY/YSHJncZpAqA/s320/IMG_0905.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The Park Island&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;A brief information on this island is that a new tourists visiting point has been born since almost last year. Especially people believing or doubtful about God, they all come to visit the 1:1 model of the ancient Noah's Ark. No, I have never went into that ark and I have no pictures about it, sorry. But when you compare with a year and a half before, you will figure out how some of those irresponsible visitors left their unwanted footprint behind. It was one of the most beautiful night, the night I first visited and knew about this island. The grand event has its own backside story behind, and that's what I could experience on my own, even though I may not have the entire story.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/S_tGr7IHqDI/AAAAAAAACVg/8JgGbdAvQas/s1600/IMG_1013.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/S_tGr7IHqDI/AAAAAAAACVg/8JgGbdAvQas/s320/IMG_1013.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/S_tE_d4nlpI/AAAAAAAACVc/1xAQpn1Qtt8/s1600/IMG_1050.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/S_tE_d4nlpI/AAAAAAAACVc/1xAQpn1Qtt8/s320/IMG_1050.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Lamma Island&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;An island full of little delivery vans. With even more bicycles passing on the road that is already so narrow, it could be a trouble to walk fast somehow. A beach which is quite far but clean enough to make you feel worth to go. Junctions that could easily lead you to some villages and watch people chatting and eventually you have to walk back. Other than that, it is a great place to go after all. A nice little island that is not yet been ruined intrusively.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;How embarrassing to say that I was born in Hong Kong and telling you that I have just been to Lamma for the first time of my life. So I waited the unpredictable weather for days, like the lucky draw starts every night, whether I can go outside a bit far away from home on the next day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Yes, I have a lot more photos and I am not gonna post them all here. And I admit that I could have so much more to talk about if it is another sweet blog, which I planned to set up later these days. No, not everyone would be interested I believe, so I try to keep this blog neutral okay?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I take it a yes then~&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8038987409167674434-1218967082199179296?l=flarixsunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flarixsunny.blogspot.com/feeds/1218967082199179296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8038987409167674434&amp;postID=1218967082199179296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8038987409167674434/posts/default/1218967082199179296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8038987409167674434/posts/default/1218967082199179296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flarixsunny.blogspot.com/2010/05/time-for-walk.html' title='Time for a walk'/><author><name>Sunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15058388477370113984</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/S_tBTMo0UBI/AAAAAAAACVY/YSHJncZpAqA/s72-c/IMG_0905.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8038987409167674434.post-8819508890965699531</id><published>2010-05-25T10:51:00.186+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T10:51:00.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>unspecified article</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;E&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;very once in a while I sat on my bed, wondering how well my day was. It could be an imagination of exaggerated achievements, day-dream with a confusion starting but ends with a grand perfect cadence. It works great to insomnia if you suffer from great mental pressures. No chemical reaction, just a little arrogant.&amp;nbsp;This kind of short bedtime story has been practiced very often over years, almost unconsciously. It becomes the sleeping pills of mine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Without this kind of imagination, my life would be entirely changed. I could hardly imagine how it trashes my life and tears my body into two ends, I don't feel good in this case after all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The subject is then slowly changed from absolute day-dreaming to making real life planning. This sleeping pill works in both ways, it could also lead to insomnia accidentally. I could spend the rest of the night, constructing the aims and the ways until I was satisfied.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;To do or not to do, that will be the question&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;... of tomorrow..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It could be a nightmare that won't last long, Freddy is waiting you to sleep so he can have a big meal. In short, you don't want to sleep even if you can. Since your mind keep yourself in black mood. You are afraid of bad dreams maybe. Maybe it's because you can't set the story ends peacefully; or you can't finish your dream work planning satisfyingly; or you just had a terrifying illusion, even you know it couldn't be true, theoretically unacceptable with scientific evidence.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mostly, it's just that you have a bad mood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Someone says weather is related to us. Apparently it narrow our activities, or even dreams. In this case, it is the tone color of us. When the expired date of our little earth getting closer, with these numerous occurrence of hazards. It's not difficult to know my inner world, but it could be hard to predict.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mostly, it's just that you have already found someone you really care about, something very little being magnified.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Or when you are worrying if someone would give you a call, telling you about some shocking news that nearly stop your heartbeat for quite a few seconds. You will start to try this sleeping pills, but seldom not. You should be overloaded to have a over 160 beats in one minute. Yeah, I guess I have this while just sitting on my bed. Maybe it's the waves spread from my phone that affects the result, probably.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mostly, you might get doubt on something that cause too much fiction. You feel yourself couldn't hold this much longer anymore. With anger being the gasoline, doubt and depression could cause explosion at anytime.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But then,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;It is actually a good thing to have this kind of troubles, you find yourself enlightened somehow. Just don't be too arrogant.&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A calm down passage would help at always.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Back to the last real trip on hiking, it was about a year and a half. Quite a bit silly for that. When you calm yourself with a glass of clean diluted water, patiently flash back your life from latest to oldest. Look forward to the detail in each picture, capture what you wanted to express that time. If you are not sure, calm yourself even more, feel again...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When you keep starring at the darkness far away, you feel lost, that's where the darkness is looking at you. How you feel the darkness alone, is exactly reflected of how lonely you are. How you feel the darkness awful, means how you hate yourself. And how you are afraid of darkness and how much you wish to hide yourself out of darkness, could also reflect how much you are afraid of loneliness and how much you want to escape from this reality. Theoretically correct from my opinion, without any scientific proves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;You trust someone close to you&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This stands quite strong for me, and I think most of all absolutely agree with this. What turns out to me is the fact that it has the diagram of a mountain shape curve. There is a peak that you are 100% trust to someone not the closest to you. Strange. It could happen between mother and son. It depends. I believe the statement itself is absolutely correct, it's how we crashed our societies by breaking this kind of statements so widely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;We should work hard on how to change back the attitude back to normal and healthy&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;I have been talking about dark and light for a year at least. What I can observe is I couldn't really transform myself back to 100% sunshine like before, I guess it is what they called life experience. I thought I am so lucky to survive under this battle field, I hope I could stop people from entering their own mind war. Surprisingly my recovery had lead to a problem, maybe it was me that lead to the war II really to start. I hope I could stop...&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Life experiences is a single-man self-improvement, no one can get involved.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;I know you can do it!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8038987409167674434-8819508890965699531?l=flarixsunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flarixsunny.blogspot.com/feeds/8819508890965699531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8038987409167674434&amp;postID=8819508890965699531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8038987409167674434/posts/default/8819508890965699531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8038987409167674434/posts/default/8819508890965699531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flarixsunny.blogspot.com/2010/05/unspecified-article.html' title='unspecified article'/><author><name>Sunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15058388477370113984</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-8038987409167674434.post-8054315979332231230</id><published>2010-05-13T09:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T09:57:04.595+08:00</updated><title type='text'>where</title><content type='html'>sometimes this could mean nothing to me, and i couldn't find this useful. it's a list of typer record.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yet it shows one person's all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;try look back to your tiny little articles,&lt;br /&gt;separate to a sweet memory or a pathetic tragedy&lt;br /&gt;don't cheat,&lt;br /&gt;it seems showing yourself&lt;br /&gt;if you are telling the truth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people hide feelings&lt;br /&gt;somehow we all hide all anger and depress&lt;br /&gt;it's the law&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we actually don't understand each other,&lt;br /&gt;coz' we don't forgive, coz' we don't let go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's our weakness, devil's favorite&lt;br /&gt;we are controlled, and we can't escape&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a nightmare lasts long&lt;br /&gt;we can't say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;laugh all the night&lt;br /&gt;with tears and keep muted,&lt;br /&gt;just don't wake others&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you say life is a road&lt;br /&gt;then once in a while you would drive back to the junction&lt;br /&gt;that you've already faced&lt;br /&gt;and it comes back&lt;br /&gt;or&amp;nbsp;maybe it will come back&lt;br /&gt;it depends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;same mistake, happened twice or more&lt;br /&gt;same memory, recalled twice could be bored&lt;br /&gt;it also depends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;intercept, that's what everything ends&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8038987409167674434-8054315979332231230?l=flarixsunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flarixsunny.blogspot.com/feeds/8054315979332231230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8038987409167674434&amp;postID=8054315979332231230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8038987409167674434/posts/default/8054315979332231230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8038987409167674434/posts/default/8054315979332231230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flarixsunny.blogspot.com/2010/05/where.html' title='where'/><author><name>Sunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15058388477370113984</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-8038987409167674434.post-8939885532363347424</id><published>2010-05-04T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T22:46:46.945+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time remote</title><content type='html'>It is interesting to find out the way to control time. I guess everyone in here want to try out how, but no one knows. Sometimes I am just fear of the word time, coz' this seems to be my lifetime enemy. This is what I think of time and I hope for a flash back, maybe to the beginning of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It reminds me the Butterfly Effect, which scares me to look back. Some sort of encouraging me not to regret what I did, coz' they might be the best I could do. Everyone grows by every minute, so the learning to living is keep processing in every single second. It could be exciting to me, and every once in a while I feel sadness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I could go back to few checkpoints in my life, most of them are some starting point of somethings. I guess if I'm flashing back to primary, my violin will be much mature. How about secondary, it was when I turned quite differently. But those people I know might have disappeared in my mind, vanished. So places I would have never been to, never experienced. That could be horrible then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about a fast forward, that's what I wished to have when I was way younger. Maybe I want it now, still... A closer year would be my 18, that would become a slightly difference in physical but not for social. I guess I would grow a lot mentally, I just hope I would. The next checkpoint, 21, the whole step to the world that is full of joy (with lots of pain and depression, also dangerous enough to ruin anyone's life). Seems like able to control my life, I mean almost. I feel I can't control the whole part, somehow I feel that I can't be free, always...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time is just time, it has no life.&lt;br /&gt;I hope I can forget all of my regret, I want to forget past..&lt;br /&gt;but I can't..&lt;br /&gt;Hope... this word comes again&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8038987409167674434-8939885532363347424?l=flarixsunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flarixsunny.blogspot.com/feeds/8939885532363347424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8038987409167674434&amp;postID=8939885532363347424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8038987409167674434/posts/default/8939885532363347424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8038987409167674434/posts/default/8939885532363347424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flarixsunny.blogspot.com/2010/05/time-remote.html' title='Time remote'/><author><name>Sunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15058388477370113984</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-8038987409167674434.post-8288617553952244639</id><published>2010-05-02T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T22:10:12.179+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Middle of the exam. (2)</title><content type='html'>What I learnt from American History X, isn't how Edward Norton quit his life of standing against the black. For me, I find out how difficult it is to forgive others, at least to stop the mind of revenge. The way he killed two blacks was quite horrible but I feel quite natural, there is no exaggerate. The film also tells you that what your past could greatly affect you, and let you analysis what kind of person are you. Are you being like Derek that would never listen to others and stand strong until you had a really hard lesson? Or you would like to be Danny that would quickly change his mind to the right path before serious trouble?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After you realize what kind of person are you, then? I find myself unchanged somehow, after watching many many touching or meaningful film, then? So? Maybe this is nature, that you can never change, or get use to another lifestyle. We let Hannibal returns his nature, and how about ourselves? We do, and we do not.&amp;nbsp;Sometimes we feel like something is wrong, but we will still do it. Why? Nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another film from Norton, Illusionist, also remains me some feels. I was totally trapped in his circle, I wonder why, and I really like the story line. Then I wonder how people lie to each other, or simply hide their instant feeling and say something which doesn't mean anything. People act, not just actors do. We act, in this reality, in the circumstance that everyone have their own masks. We will put up our own masks. Only those we called Insane, they will never hide the real face, though sometimes they will coz' they are good at it. But the thing is everyone want others truth, but they would like to hide something and don't let them know. This is how the word Privacy creates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am in depress. Disappointing to myself that I have to write in this corner, that I have to show the face in this corner. It is not that I don't want to show the real emotions, not that I don't want to talk about my feelings and thoughts. It just that the environment and timing not allow. And most importantly, the response of my listener I concern about. The way I present myself maybe one of my weakness. And the point-of-view of the listener is also different. Better person to talk about should be someone not involved in any ways, and of course a more reliable and conscious person. But they are more of less the same. Sometimes I feel like I have a normal ways of thoughts in something, and sometimes not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, if you ask me how I feel right now.&lt;br /&gt;I would say...&lt;br /&gt;I am angry, depress&lt;br /&gt;I am release, controlled&lt;br /&gt;I am pissed, I am calm&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone would have two sounds inside his head, yes and no.&lt;br /&gt;For those who have extreme two-sided personalities or more.&lt;br /&gt;Those sounds are more clear, and more annoying.&lt;br /&gt;That's what I am experiencing, I believe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8038987409167674434-8288617553952244639?l=flarixsunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flarixsunny.blogspot.com/feeds/8288617553952244639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8038987409167674434&amp;postID=8288617553952244639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8038987409167674434/posts/default/8288617553952244639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8038987409167674434/posts/default/8288617553952244639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flarixsunny.blogspot.com/2010/05/middle-of-exam-2.html' title='Middle of the exam. (2)'/><author><name>Sunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15058388477370113984</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-8038987409167674434.post-8881123160153193898</id><published>2010-05-02T21:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T21:31:43.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Middle of the exam.</title><content type='html'>Somehow I think of this blog and I wonder how safe is it to post again. I mean a while after I let go of this corner and come back here few months again, for me it's just like years, the old smell of this ambitious young boy is still there, still hold his wood and climbing to the hill. It means something to me, something I can't express. It feels like going home, like a little secret box hidden under the beach for many years, and it is now open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every time I look back here, it reminds me of how many other corners I have already started, and wasted, and let die. It should be the best one, I thought I had put so much afford on this before it dies. The address is still on my favorite bar in Safari, almost every when I am done for the emails, facebook or other stuffs, I will click into this website unconsciously. Even though I know nothing's new, I did came here anyhow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was a corner of my happiness, now it is the corner of tear. I didn't really cry though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They called the exam highly tensed, but I doubted. Now I can say no words, but exhausted. Black out. 4 subjects left, with the last one ends on 14th. I could be one of the hard time in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to sleep, coz' I need power and keep my brain running smoothly.&lt;br /&gt;I hate sleeping, coz' it transforms myself into another world full of darkness.&lt;br /&gt;I can't escape every time it comes, I just hope it won't come to real life.&lt;br /&gt;But what's real, what's illusion.&lt;br /&gt;I could answer the darkness is usually real, sweet things in dreams.&lt;br /&gt;That's the way of life, common to the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I let die of facebook, I quit. Life is a game full of consequences, and costs a lot sometimes. No one knows surely where is the cause and where is the consequence, we guess and discuss. One ends will follow by another revives, just like the blog and the facebook thing. Ha ha, it is just a coincidence I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel pressure from all around,&lt;br /&gt;I feel sadness and hateful burning inside my eyes somehow.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I need time to calm down,&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I need fire to push myself on and let go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want fast forward, and I want to pause whenever I like.&lt;br /&gt;I lost and time won.&lt;br /&gt;And now,&lt;br /&gt;I lose again and dream wins.&lt;br /&gt;Later,&lt;br /&gt;I would lose a bit more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leaving fear and darkness inside me,&lt;br /&gt;like putting a young boy in the center of the sea.&lt;br /&gt;Calling for help, but no one hears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it is not that no one really cares about you, but there is a gap between. You'll feel that your situations or some unexpressed emotions should be concerned, and that only you can help yourself to figure out the answer. The truth is. But you will never let go of something you think it's important, or something that annoys you a lot. Even if you have decided to forget all of it, your brain doesn't let you to. Why? Because it is devil, devil will make you forget something you don't want to. You don't want to forget something sweet and happy, a warm little childhood or great greatest memories. But no, devil erases it all the time. Guess what? It remains those aren't suppose to be there. Your lost, failure, wrong concepts, revenge, criminals, those are fully recognized. And the best thing is, you will never ever forget one piece of it. Great huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me share one bit of my experience to my little sweet sweet dairy.&lt;br /&gt;People in darkness have no hope, basically nothing to worry about. Of course, the definition of freedom or others like aims and meaning of life between Light and Darkness is quite different. But then when you are inside darkness, you will be different, live different and it changes you a lot. No matter when you think, you do, you speak and your spirit inside your eyes, all of them will be a total different person. Living in real world would be like acting in movie - if you are developing this inside your mind without starting to act it out- like two-sided man with no control. Just like what Primal Fear shows us, "... I.. I... lo... lost..... I lost time..." Being in between Aaron and Roy, that's what people in black be like, and people turned bright would have in mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope is one of the greatest and worst thing. You turn yourself really high. You turn yourself extra down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope set you requirement. It makes you work harder and harder for better result, better life.&lt;br /&gt;Hope ruin your life. As you keep hoping anything could happen and mislead yourself of how rare the chance is. Or maybe sometime you think will be a very low-chance that could happen, "hope" rules.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the other thing is winning, is hope.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8038987409167674434-8881123160153193898?l=flarixsunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flarixsunny.blogspot.com/feeds/8881123160153193898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8038987409167674434&amp;postID=8881123160153193898' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8038987409167674434/posts/default/8881123160153193898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8038987409167674434/posts/default/8881123160153193898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flarixsunny.blogspot.com/2010/05/middle-of-exam.html' title='Middle of the exam.'/><author><name>Sunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15058388477370113984</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8038987409167674434.post-6533883447252899767</id><published>2009-12-07T22:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T22:46:24.619+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Privacy concerning&lt;div&gt;This blog should be shut for quite a while.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By the way, Polonaise Brilliante was performed quite successfully.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Followed by some studies and headache problem&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am confused, again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8038987409167674434-6533883447252899767?l=flarixsunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8038987409167674434/posts/default/6533883447252899767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8038987409167674434/posts/default/6533883447252899767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flarixsunny.blogspot.com/2009/12/privacy-concerning-this-blog-should-be.html' title=''/><author><name>Sunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15058388477370113984</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8038987409167674434.post-6234247019859464146</id><published>2009-09-01T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T22:46:54.819+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's rainy season...&lt;div&gt;it's raining&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8038987409167674434-6234247019859464146?l=flarixsunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8038987409167674434/posts/default/6234247019859464146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8038987409167674434/posts/default/6234247019859464146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flarixsunny.blogspot.com/2009/09/its-rainy-season.html' title=''/><author><name>Sunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15058388477370113984</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8038987409167674434.post-4643042357843615002</id><published>2009-08-04T23:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T10:35:32.618+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nightmare Adventure 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;It was a mind game.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With conversation throughout, it lasted a night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Looked like homeless idiots, felt like romantic gift to your life.&lt;div&gt;A test of luck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dream of another nightmare has finally came true.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Memory of the Night-Peak-Adventure recalls&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;New posts replace old&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mind game started at 1:30&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A swimming suit exposed the nightmare&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Night in Kennedy Town was peaceful&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;until Moris Mountain...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'Nightmare' is horrible, yet exciting&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Passing between graves, barking dogs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A special night was covered with no fog&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We talked a lot&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Walked a lot&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cyberport:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;an aged ruined castle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wah Fu:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;buildings just like horror films&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For 3 hours of hell like moving&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;million meters of walk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Two exhausted bodies reached a beach&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jumped into an entire black sea&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was a dream&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but I left something behind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/Sn41pxSCMXI/AAAAAAAABgk/565D2P03jwo/s200/IMG_0566.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367786797592097138" style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&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/8038987409167674434-4643042357843615002?l=flarixsunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flarixsunny.blogspot.com/feeds/4643042357843615002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8038987409167674434&amp;postID=4643042357843615002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8038987409167674434/posts/default/4643042357843615002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8038987409167674434/posts/default/4643042357843615002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flarixsunny.blogspot.com/2009/08/nightmare-adventure-2.html' title='Nightmare Adventure 2'/><author><name>Sunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15058388477370113984</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/_eFkC7heoXq4/Sn41pxSCMXI/AAAAAAAABgk/565D2P03jwo/s72-c/IMG_0566.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8038987409167674434.post-7893517142284351680</id><published>2009-07-30T21:07:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T22:02:53.091+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Letters to Fong</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/SnGcF2cnWDI/AAAAAAAABgc/EAErTIGOm5I/s1600-h/DSC07968.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/SnGcF2cnWDI/AAAAAAAABgc/EAErTIGOm5I/s200/DSC07968.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364240255503783986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Let me begin by congratulating Fong, a courage cycling newbie. He has finally learnt how to bike under rain in only 3 hours~ It's all my fault~ It's all my work too~&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There should be an adventure last week before I started my addiction on practicing 'Initial D' on my borrowed bike. Sorry to hear the sickness of Desmond, we are going to crush the world some days. Most probably this Saturday, if the world allows us to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;People without love, they can become fearless craps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;People with love, they are not living for themselves...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;July is the fastest month of the whole year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;Dear Mr. Earth,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;Please slow down as I command.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;I will love you so much!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I record down my emotional change and analysis, and I need to write another letter...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;Dear Mr./Mrs. Weather,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;Please 'Sunny' all the days of the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;I will love you so much!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But the world will end very soon, and I have to write...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;Dear God,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;Please safe this planet and all good people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;I will go to the church every Sunday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;I tended to write more, but I don't have their address. No replies to me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/SnGcFl1asqI/AAAAAAAABgU/3oDVaFEpaZs/s200/6652_120328362160_622752160_2562071_2008882_n.jpg_2.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364240251044410018" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I might had a big change in early 2009 after the depression on December 08. I thought that I had lost so many things, those are important to me and I gave them up. Now after a half-year of settling down, I want to work hard on chasing back those originally belong to me. I tried my best. &lt;i&gt;I need a good weather maybe~&lt;/i&gt; So that one day I will have a chance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need to show them that my time has come again~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am still the original classic Sunny~&lt;/div&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/8038987409167674434-7893517142284351680?l=flarixsunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flarixsunny.blogspot.com/feeds/7893517142284351680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8038987409167674434&amp;postID=7893517142284351680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8038987409167674434/posts/default/7893517142284351680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8038987409167674434/posts/default/7893517142284351680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flarixsunny.blogspot.com/2009/07/letters-to-fong.html' title='Letters to Fong'/><author><name>Sunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15058388477370113984</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/_eFkC7heoXq4/SnGcF2cnWDI/AAAAAAAABgc/EAErTIGOm5I/s72-c/DSC07968.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8038987409167674434.post-4127243528059924229</id><published>2009-07-03T23:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T10:04:56.508+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Golden Coast</title><content type='html'>Two sunny days made two people from two different place get burnt.&lt;div&gt;Golden Coast does have a brilliant heading,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but trash...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Park Island has banned the title Home,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and became another crowded place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Time for discovery!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;13th July: I should never forget this day ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;School result didn't change a bit...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;CE is coming in one year&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can finally start to feel it, great!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;September will be a month of Diploma&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;followed by November, the month of Polonaise Brilliante&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The 2009 will ended up with studying and violin performing..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Centralized Scheme's friends, we have finally grouped together,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after one year of Saturday-lessons.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;An official Boy Monitor,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;is still missing homework...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope I can enjoy the summer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope I can concentrate more if I work&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, It's summer time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunny everywhere~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8038987409167674434-4127243528059924229?l=flarixsunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flarixsunny.blogspot.com/feeds/4127243528059924229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8038987409167674434&amp;postID=4127243528059924229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8038987409167674434/posts/default/4127243528059924229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8038987409167674434/posts/default/4127243528059924229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flarixsunny.blogspot.com/2009/07/secret.html' title='Golden Coast'/><author><name>Sunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15058388477370113984</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-8038987409167674434.post-6327509276361083139</id><published>2009-06-18T18:04:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T18:22:40.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome, Desmond</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/SjoUOfW1D0I/AAAAAAAABUY/rsTfeFAatfk/s1600-h/IMG_0494.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/SjoUOfW1D0I/AAAAAAAABUY/rsTfeFAatfk/s200/IMG_0494.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348609746623860546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lessons of this month teach everyone a lot.&lt;div&gt;No one learnt from them...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Examination period... busy, busy, busy... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've got to wait until the recreation next thursday, but first, I have to meet up with Desmond, and I do miss her for not seeing two weeks only...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Guys, Desmond has arrived last mid-night!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Party Time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Leaving at 2nd Sept.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sarasate's Navarra will be performed in early July&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jackson and I will be on stage...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We will probably ruin it, I could feel the smell coming...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Plan for the summer?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/SjoU05hGaII/AAAAAAAABUg/wNLqvslvReE/s200/Image008.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348610406481291394" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Prefer adventuring, spending time with Desmond and the others&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Still need to study...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Look forward to a more relax and longer summer next year..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everyone is changing now... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Never try to change someone to what you wish to! Never!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let go of them, return to their nature~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(I looked like a girl in this one.... Girl is NOT my nature!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8038987409167674434-6327509276361083139?l=flarixsunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flarixsunny.blogspot.com/feeds/6327509276361083139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8038987409167674434&amp;postID=6327509276361083139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8038987409167674434/posts/default/6327509276361083139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8038987409167674434/posts/default/6327509276361083139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flarixsunny.blogspot.com/2009/06/welcome-desmond.html' title='Welcome, Desmond'/><author><name>Sunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15058388477370113984</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/SjoUOfW1D0I/AAAAAAAABUY/rsTfeFAatfk/s72-c/IMG_0494.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8038987409167674434.post-806173852987111101</id><published>2009-04-26T22:38:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T23:01:56.142+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another month has gone</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/SfV0odKYMeI/AAAAAAAABUI/xUZYM__tvJw/s1600-h/IMG_0053.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;26th:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/SfRzug3AHDI/AAAAAAAABTw/KMbdPKHmfWQ/s200/z189560656.jpg.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329011502017944626" /&gt;MacLehose was once the soul of this site, now I have ditched him.I could see his tears coming out, coz' he asked the weather to show me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/SfRzupCzgOI/AAAAAAAABTo/sw8E3UPULVY/s200/z189561664.jpg.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329011504214933730" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A couple of days before, I proved one more theory: Do not Rush. It works for all things I have seen. Never get yourself too excited, too nervous on something... or you'll probably get a bad ending...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/SfR37pjT2uI/AAAAAAAABT4/vKCsAypUjzg/s200/SDC10360.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329016125736082146" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seems I have lost my beat on everything. The Sunny-last-Christmas was way stronger than the one recently. This's what I feel. I really don't want to lose the darker side, but it happens. I was fearless, nothing was restricted me, it's just I couldn't let go of my bright side... It always attracts people, because you will feel much more relax once you can really put everything down. No one knows the result. I won't get another try for now... It's exhausted, turning me crazy for the recovery, spiritual battles and explode your mind into two.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;About the writing stuff, it is a failure again...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/SfVyxGTZ7JI/AAAAAAAABUA/RkkBGCYc-W0/s200/SDC10396.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329291921894010002" style="float: right; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A busy life turn me lost in beat, I wish I could just.... do something with it. Cloudy with heavy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; rain these days, it will be Sunny right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;27th: Another Day has gone&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saint-Saens No.3 finale has blocked my way to achieve the Scottish Fantasy, I wanted to throw the score out of the window but I didn't, just a tiny little bit to finish...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is a week that few of my friends have to really burn up all their fuels. For the lovely one who's not feeling quite well, has to attack the school's crazy tests and extra-classes. Fully support... only if I can help... For my new friend who's gonna take the DipABRSM this Friday, good luck!!! I haven't listened to your playing, yet it would be fine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/SfV0odKYMeI/AAAAAAAABUI/xUZYM__tvJw/s200/IMG_0053.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329293972434596322" style="float: right; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wish I can have time to star reorganize my life. It could be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dangerous somehow, that's why I wanna leave it to sometime later, after I am fully revived. Thoughts and feels are flashing to me, there is always unknown factors turning things not right. I want to know how and why, I have to know. I hope you can let me think of it later; I also hope another you to help me deal with it if you exist.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;28th :Another Another Day has gone&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Everything is really not going right!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Not at school, not at violin, not at me!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;I wanna poke myself  with a 5-inches sharp knife!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;I wanna self-destruct for another 5 days!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;I wanna forget all the things and turn back to 5!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;May I jump off from 25 floor and say goodbye to everything?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;May I let go of everything and do what I did last Christmas?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;May I ask for signals?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;When is it now?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;What is left to duel with?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Are there tons of homework and pieces to practice?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;How to make everything more efficient?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Competition is everything...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;I hate time&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;It never goes right with me.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;I am the loser&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Time is the controller...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;What have I done recently?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;I really can't think of anything...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Like splitting myself into two extreme characters&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Killing myself by the mind-explosion&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Once again,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;I couldn't think,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;I couldn't rest...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Once again,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;I lost,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;I gave up...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Is this my new lifestyle?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;To disappear for couple of weeks every season?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;I don't wanna think about it&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;I am the ugliest fire in my heart out of the world&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;It doesn't go out&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Never...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8038987409167674434-806173852987111101?l=flarixsunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flarixsunny.blogspot.com/feeds/806173852987111101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8038987409167674434&amp;postID=806173852987111101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8038987409167674434/posts/default/806173852987111101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8038987409167674434/posts/default/806173852987111101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flarixsunny.blogspot.com/2009/04/another-month-has-gone.html' title='Another month has gone'/><author><name>Sunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15058388477370113984</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/SfRzug3AHDI/AAAAAAAABTw/KMbdPKHmfWQ/s72-c/z189560656.jpg.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8038987409167674434.post-2494317985761240814</id><published>2009-04-01T17:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T17:37:09.319+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Relax for a cup of coffee</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;It's&lt;/b&gt; April 1st but winter monsoon still hasn't gone... The uniform test will start from tomorrow till 16th with a 11-days-Easter holidays between. What for?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MacLehose memories are getting blurrier everyday. When will be the time to go hiking again? Who knows. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My mind goes empty with tiredness thoughts filled inside every now and then. Sometimes all I want is a real timeout for me to reorganize and think deeply about every thing that just happened. What I mean "Just happened" are probably those happened months ago, or even years ago. To rediscover my thoughts as a reference, comparing old theories with new ones. It takes time, which I do not have much. With few questions I want to avoid investing, I often get lost. Let myself goes mindless, lead to unstable behaviors and emotions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nice place for me to write about, but seems like I need more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Writing is different from having conversation, they are totally separated. It's hard to tell that differences but somehow there are.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8038987409167674434-2494317985761240814?l=flarixsunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flarixsunny.blogspot.com/feeds/2494317985761240814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8038987409167674434&amp;postID=2494317985761240814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8038987409167674434/posts/default/2494317985761240814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8038987409167674434/posts/default/2494317985761240814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flarixsunny.blogspot.com/2009/04/relax-for-cup-of-coffee.html' title='Relax for a cup of coffee'/><author><name>Sunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15058388477370113984</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-8038987409167674434.post-8331955547022070324</id><published>2009-03-08T09:35:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T13:05:01.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Curious Case of Kelvin Leung</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/SbyH2sjadmI/AAAAAAAABOQ/cg_unc3kAss/s1600-h/z185072333.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/SbyH2sjadmI/AAAAAAAABOQ/cg_unc3kAss/s200/z185072333.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313271034132723298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nice&lt;/b&gt; job for our principle to invite a poor little schoolmate twice to the morning assembly because of his untidy uniform; Great work for his new useless and unachievable English policy which he had introduced for an hour, I feel sorry for those innocents who have involved to take part in, setting up as many english campaigns as they can. Once again, I don't care about this new thing, it's not my business... or maybe yes, but I'm not gonna change the way at school somehow.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Basically, most of you know what's happening to me quite well, that I am having a relationship But I'm not gonna post some many photos of us here because this blogger is still a record of my other adventures which I would only post them here but not facebook, the photos will.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/SbyH2oG_IeI/AAAAAAAABOI/-ADeLUozA5Q/s200/SDC10156.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313271032939749858" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For the very first time, I went Maclehose Trail I with her. It is quite a shock to me that she didn't care pretty much about her life, so I did take the responsible. I should have shorten the length of the trail, or maybe next time when she wanna go back to the beautiful beach with clear sands and unpolluted sea that can finally reflect the sunlight from the light-blue cloudless sky and paint there bright, so we can feel the sunshine and smell the air of summer and fresh water in nature. Though it wasn't the case that day, man, I feel regret, I really need to shorten the length, so with the time, and energy consumed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/SbyH2d29pMI/AAAAAAAABOA/_yVlF4snnzA/s200/z185072038.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313271030188188866" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The frequency of a dog lover has influenced another.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brad Pitt was very cool in the film&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jim Carrey has done a great work yesterday in Yes Man&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We started going out quite often every Saturday without planning where to go and what to do. It often gives us surprises, it feels wonderful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;13th: I couldn't stop thinking about her and I did met her that night. What a exhausted day started up with hours of out-of-tone Smetana's overture, hurrying news report and carrying a sleepy soul to have the weekly violin lesson?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;14th: Went to Hong Kong Park with her, refreshing memories of the place, taking photos while walking around this place with unstopped chatting and laughing. Then spent twenty minutes on buying Peak tram tickets, it made me recall the scene in McDull, if you know what I mean. Girls like eating, no matter if it is a chocolate bar or not, what I found out is that, Dryers is really attractive. I was reborn on Saturdays, and got killed on the next day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8038987409167674434-8331955547022070324?l=flarixsunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flarixsunny.blogspot.com/feeds/8331955547022070324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8038987409167674434&amp;postID=8331955547022070324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8038987409167674434/posts/default/8331955547022070324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8038987409167674434/posts/default/8331955547022070324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flarixsunny.blogspot.com/2009/03/curious-case-of-kelvin-leung.html' title='The Curious Case of Kelvin Leung'/><author><name>Sunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15058388477370113984</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/SbyH2sjadmI/AAAAAAAABOQ/cg_unc3kAss/s72-c/z185072333.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8038987409167674434.post-140571625387957932</id><published>2009-02-06T16:06:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T08:33:07.032+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flash</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4 days&lt;/span&gt; training were held, starting from a week before. An ambitious boy went for training while the lazy mid-aged father was going on vacation, it made the poor little house went up side down. The pre-adventure started when I had just got off the ferry, stepping towards a lion's mouth.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We bought snacks, noodles needed for the next three days, few films for mid-night relaxation, a set of boxing stuff. But that didn't make the day special enough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The night was horrible, I've processed the four stages of drinking alcohol: trying the first few glasses, having more and more, dizzying back home without safety, vomiting while you sleep! I've tried, even I vomited on my bed while I was sleeping, like an explosion of a volcano, lavas all around the bed and the ground, burning on my face. I went to the washroom, looking at a monster in the mirror and cleaning up the lavas which sticked on it. We've actually left that smelly room along to the next day...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I didn't sleep well, the stomach wasn't feeling good at all. For some reasons, I had to clean the remaining horrible, disgusting shit in my room. Nice father would NOT help his son because he was so nice... I was alone in that room, using my mouth to breath for the whole process. There was no tools except a towel and a container. I shouldn't write about it or this post may be blocked by blogger. After like an hour of war, I could only use diluted shampoo to clear up the smell, it worked lucky.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went around in the city, played snooker, played Initial D third stage and so on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every time we went home, our boxing training began. Since we had to get rid of the smell at home, we opened the window, it was a huge mistake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The second night, we were watching the DVD we bought there, Max Payne, then went to another room, trying to get some rest for the next day. I was just like sleeping with mosquitos. They were everywhere, uncountable! I got annoyed by them, flying around my ears, I killed two of them, they continued, I gave up, I covered my ears.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I looked at another monster in the mirror the next day, full of dots. I tried to suicide, but I failed, I didn't know the way to......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whatever, I've been back to hong kong, everyone saw my face, laughed out loud. I cut my hair, it was too short again. Now, I am waiting for tomorrow. But the next thing I want to do is MacLehose again, I count on you, my legs!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/SYv926eyTvI/AAAAAAAABN4/vqbZOvzrhvU/s1600-h/SDC10020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/SYv926eyTvI/AAAAAAAABN4/vqbZOvzrhvU/s200/SDC10020.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299608506384666354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/SYv92zUBSsI/AAAAAAAABNw/oL21Hwa47kQ/s1600-h/SDC10016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/SYv92zUBSsI/AAAAAAAABNw/oL21Hwa47kQ/s200/SDC10016.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299608504460462786" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/8038987409167674434-140571625387957932?l=flarixsunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flarixsunny.blogspot.com/feeds/140571625387957932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8038987409167674434&amp;postID=140571625387957932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8038987409167674434/posts/default/140571625387957932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8038987409167674434/posts/default/140571625387957932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flarixsunny.blogspot.com/2009/02/flash.html' title='Flash'/><author><name>Sunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15058388477370113984</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/SYv926eyTvI/AAAAAAAABN4/vqbZOvzrhvU/s72-c/SDC10020.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8038987409167674434.post-4054272072704579480</id><published>2009-01-24T11:47:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T13:17:14.995+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Park Island</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When&lt;/span&gt; everything start to calm down for a while, I get bored. And when everything start to change up side down, I get lost. What a shit life, but it's also interesting to figure it out, live with this feel.&lt;div&gt;At least I feel much more comfortable with it recently as I've finally finished my exam. It will be suck but I deserve it and I accept it before my exam had started. It would be a great war in next month I guess, when all test papers are coming back my home... Couldn't imagine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/SXqgICZiOOI/AAAAAAAABMA/b_o5KAPDYTo/s200/SDC10018.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294720371870808290" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Park Island, the island out away from Tseun Wan, beside the Ching Ma Bridge. This beautiful island was introduced by Sarah, thanks. The first time I went there really amazed me a lot, those stars at night were really shine and beautiful, I've never seen that much stars. One bad news that day was I couldn't lie on the beach or my mom could kill me, Sarah did, it's not fair!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(This was the first time I went there, we were in the ferry)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/SXqgH_1GTUI/AAAAAAAABL4/34d7dP59mDs/s200/IMG_0295.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294720371181112642" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The second time we went there that's yesterday, there was cloudy and temperature dropped extremely fast after sunset. We could never see the real sunset, though~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was a great place without too many vehicles. There is a linkage to the Ching Ma Bridge, or there will be no cars, and that's what I wish. Those buses were running electricity so they reduce pollution which is a good news. I could feel the MacLehose once again when I lied down on the beach- The second time, I changed a summer shirt or mom will know I went to beach, that's cold.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/SXqgIITFm4I/AAAAAAAABMI/wY8-9QR246A/s200/SDC10022.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294720373454379906" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Quite a few numbers of girl like adventure like she does)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/SXqgIZCTLvI/AAAAAAAABMQ/LrZ7gv5rdjU/s200/SDC10027.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294720377947369202" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;(At least there are some photos of me...) &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/SXqhcOnixXI/AAAAAAAABMg/Z2mBW7YeSfM/s200/SDC10029.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294721818259801458" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/SXqhcB72plI/AAAAAAAABMo/a_UTFtCFH9U/s200/SDC10030.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294721814855329362" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/SXqhb8Fa4XI/AAAAAAAABMY/0KLkBeN8EcI/s200/SDC10028.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294721813284839794" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/SXqi6GjkINI/AAAAAAAABNI/qLOen0OcwsY/s200/SDC10043.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294723431003332818" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;(and this is Sarah, her hair color changed when she took photos...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/SXqi53jY4UI/AAAAAAAABNA/NgCCXcJRejU/s1600-h/SDC10026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/SXqi53jY4UI/AAAAAAAABNA/NgCCXcJRejU/s200/SDC10026.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294723426976063810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/SXqi5qTkxTI/AAAAAAAABMw/DqaZqEOLAyc/s200/SDC10040.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294723423420073266" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/SXqi5gXGA-I/AAAAAAAABM4/GIh58_Er3p4/s200/SDC10045.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294723420750480354" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/SXqkCB7w7nI/AAAAAAAABNo/ctN6HuJSs7A/s1600-h/SDC10032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/SXqkCB7w7nI/AAAAAAAABNo/ctN6HuJSs7A/s200/SDC10032.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294724666713239154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/SXqkBt_b6fI/AAAAAAAABNQ/ZCfxiWFPy8o/s200/SDC10009.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294724661359929842" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Her idea...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/SXqkB22ZHLI/AAAAAAAABNg/bHudhp-r6s8/s1600-h/SDC10020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/SXqkB22ZHLI/AAAAAAAABNg/bHudhp-r6s8/s200/SDC10020.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294724663737916594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/SXqkB7gjoDI/AAAAAAAABNY/rTvgPeoHIq0/s200/SDC10016.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294724664988508210" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8038987409167674434-4054272072704579480?l=flarixsunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flarixsunny.blogspot.com/feeds/4054272072704579480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8038987409167674434&amp;postID=4054272072704579480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8038987409167674434/posts/default/4054272072704579480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8038987409167674434/posts/default/4054272072704579480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flarixsunny.blogspot.com/2009/01/park-island.html' title='Park Island'/><author><name>Sunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15058388477370113984</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/SXqgICZiOOI/AAAAAAAABMA/b_o5KAPDYTo/s72-c/SDC10018.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8038987409167674434.post-1031769946646164301</id><published>2008-12-14T21:58:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T11:37:58.297+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life Recently</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;20th January&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/SXVG7gGYnyI/AAAAAAAABLA/ltp67W30CGE/s200/IMG_0281.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293214925086826274" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Days without MacLehose is a piece of crap&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It could be a surprise or disaster&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No matter good or bad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Things are all evolving in super speed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Days without MacLehose let me stop and think&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With more and more deep thinking&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I get lost&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I couldn't sleep&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I couldn't concentrate&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I couldn't have the&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; exam&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;coz' once a bug is acting inside my 16MB memory stick&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have to solve it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;or I can't continue my life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Days without MacLehose gives my a lesson&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/SXVG78fBs2I/AAAAAAAABLI/TISpFdG2XNM/s200/cs.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293214932706374498" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;To rediscover that I've never known myself well&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Days without MacLehose changes things up side down&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To lost my control of unconscious and conscious feels&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I changed in a sudden&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Days without MacLehose recall me back to nature&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss that feel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I nearly could touch it but I didn't...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Days without MacLehose sucks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;coz' I could release my pressure&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;like adding one more drop of oil in the problems in Christmas &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fire goes on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shows also go on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I must go back there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/SXVG7wuaO5I/AAAAAAAABLQ/rKM33KUjS-M/s200/n1644575057_117995_3888.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293214929549671314" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For some reason, I addicted to MacLehose&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I left the nature for months and I have to gain back my feel on that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Something more&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I realized something couple of days before&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that I could feel happy right away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that I felt really comfortable with&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that I felt free with&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that I trusted&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that I lost cabin control&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But then&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I started thinking again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another bug is inside my 17MB memory stick&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I lost&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so once again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I couldn't sleep&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was spending my nights and exams on thinking what should I do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Spending my life thinking those components&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Spending my life thinking my feels&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I lost control&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I made up my mind suddenly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and I slept&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What the...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I woke up at mid-night and I couldn't sleep again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and until now, I still can't concentrate&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My life is learning these messed up things, wasting my power and time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just can't control&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;coz' I still have hopes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No one knows the result after all&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have to try it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5th January&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I didn't die&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Congratulation&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To be honest, nothing solved, nothing happened&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I could feel the tiredness over the whole month&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to sleep&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Someone controlled my emotion all the time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I slept, I found dreams all about one thing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I gathered hints, I looked for reasons and meanings&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to quit, I don't want to quit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I try to let go but I can't&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Although my separated personalities got rid&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I doesn't flush it, I controls it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It will be useful sometimes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After a year&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got nothing, I gained nothing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is it only a waste of time to hope for?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is it never to be completed?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is it because the curse?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I could have given up already&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But my dream had told me that I shouldn't&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have decided, I have to trust my dream, trust myself&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I should go on... and I have to wait&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Be patient and not being aggressive&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;coz' it might ruin everything&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Exam is coming, this should stop for a while&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nothing solved, Nothing happened&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe I should wait, after the curse's deadline&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will be free again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I gotta tell you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can once again Feel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I gained one more personality&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had one more lesson&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Less things to fear; Less things to hope&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;coz' fact is fact, it's no fear and no hope&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if you don't want unnecessary depression...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;22nd December&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just got over to my last hope&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;which took me half day to find&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's worth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but it doesn't solve right away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;coz' this is too complicated&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and only me could solve this disaster&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been seeing many things&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;seems I've forgot tons of stuffs I did&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am regret&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have to face&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There is someone who seems understanding me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks him&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am having a tiny support&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have to fight with this half-life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wanna die, fighting&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No fear of anything&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wanna learn, let go&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It took me months to recover last time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It took me more for this time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've made up my mind a bit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wish to make up my mind in whole&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After some hours of resting&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I should go fighting&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Demand for a chance&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everything must have to be ready&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks for another person&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am starting to get it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you are thinking what I am thinking&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Time may help&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;21st December (morning)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I couldn't sleep... &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;20th December&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Exhausted after a rest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Powerless after a meal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;I thought I might miss something&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;I am sure I did something wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;I didn't know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;I forgot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;This two months is trying to kill me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;I am dying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;I am still lost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;I have no energy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Still enjoying bad things after surrender&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;I couldn't forget&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;I couldn't fight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Should I avoid?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Should I leave?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Should I go back?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;What else I could do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;In this second, after a whole week&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Nothing solve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Nothing happen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;I am waiting for nothing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Writing for nothing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;In this second, I am still thinking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;The imagine is in my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;The voice is bordering&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;The words are annoying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;After one hour and one hour Squash&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;I burnt up my energy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;I burnt up my anger of anything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Those upsetting stuffs turn to sweat that flows off from my skin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Now, I feel powerless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;I feel stress again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;I feel a rebuilding anger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;I feel exhausted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;I feel mess up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;17th December&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I lost totally, I surrender&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have lost my entire life's theory, none of them works&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I couldn't think, I couldn't predict&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;coz' all things go in a hurry and I couldn't catch&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am waiting, I have been upset&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've lost myself, I am sleeping, over and over&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Time goes fast in the morning, and THAT holds time at night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I couldn't sleep well maybe, I always dream&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am exhausted, of this crazy stuff&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am insane, stepping away to this world&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I found the exist of Him, coz' He led me to this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Things seem to get flatter, but my heart hurts me more&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't figure it out why, it might just some kind of tricks from my mind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What is this?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't get this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If this is a dream, please wake me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am waiting&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For something, or nothing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have no target, I have no hints&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;People, laugh at me as loud as you want&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;coz' I am tired and have no power for this war&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will enjoy this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What normal people will be upset about, cry about, suicide about&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have been to&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have chosen to live&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have chosen to be insane person&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's what I am&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What I belong to&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until the day when the sun climbs up with its natural shine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I have totally recovered and forget about this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will bring sunshine to people&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bring those happiest memories&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just wait and pray&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I am lucky, or if He forgives me... ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;14th December&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Down to be a human or even a devil, it nearly couldn't see a spot of light&lt;div&gt;Those reversed theories keep bordering one's mind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They damaged the original lifestyle, created another side of extreme&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Negative powers are attractive and powerful, they are observable&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whether Positive or Negative wins, no one knows&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The fact is that their wars cause great depressions inside the mind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What comes right today, what turns wrong tomorrow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Perspectives of everything change every seconds&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's a war inside the mind that never stop&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is starting to lost control&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Two extremes start to separate a person into two&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There is no rules, no responsibilities, no entertainment, no concentration, no life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Only meditation, deep thinking and endless spiritual wars&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The cause of the war was the death of one person&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The cause of the war was the hidden family, friends and personal problems&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If only Negative Thoughts wasn't the way to solve those problems,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there will not have this bigger problem&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How embarrassing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How to stop this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who will win the battle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who support which side&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who knows the result&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who can help&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When does it stop&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Which theory stands, which does not&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What is the way now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What comes next&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shall I find someone?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who knows me well?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Was I asleep?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is this only a time track for me to watch this movie?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What I come to realize is that there is someone I couldn't ditch&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really really care about&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's affecting me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's encouraging the wars&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's killing me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How to let go?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How to forget this?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This should be the greatest bet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If there is god exist, He should be angry with me about what I've done so long&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So if this is a punishment, He has already done it successfully, please stop&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If there is fairies exist, goblins must be around me. As I always do trust on you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What I would do next&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No one knows why&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't explain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It might be a failure or it might success&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is only important that things wouldn't come over again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whatever happens to me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He is not the Sunny you've known&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He is only a crap&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He is not he was&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He is dangerous&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He is sorry for those innocents&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but He is gone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But please bless me for this, Please&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/8038987409167674434-1031769946646164301?l=flarixsunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flarixsunny.blogspot.com/feeds/1031769946646164301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8038987409167674434&amp;postID=1031769946646164301' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8038987409167674434/posts/default/1031769946646164301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8038987409167674434/posts/default/1031769946646164301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flarixsunny.blogspot.com/2008/12/life-recently.html' title='Life Recently'/><author><name>Sunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15058388477370113984</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/_eFkC7heoXq4/SXVG7gGYnyI/AAAAAAAABLA/ltp67W30CGE/s72-c/IMG_0281.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8038987409167674434.post-2643401563675452405</id><published>2008-12-08T21:38:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T20:51:26.686+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Other little adventures'/><title type='text'>The Peak (Night)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Last&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; time I heard about the word "Peak" was years ago, but THIS time, was just yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everyone who lives in Western Distract must know the way to the Peak, I did when I was in primary school, Timothy knew it too. But how about if we just change the condition a bit, day to night, what then?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/ST4ngTXgcoI/AAAAAAAABKw/cmcTL1wuuMc/s200/IMG_0252.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277699249232966274" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday I went forward to City Hall, to see Mickey and the string orchestra that I miss very much. Somehow, I became a dog, whose leading the blind person... Mickey...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/ST0r1AG7UHI/AAAAAAAABKo/js4yD3nz864/s320/IMG_0240.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277422527910203506" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Evening was the time I thought about Timothy, I wanted to have dinner with him so I called him out. But he brought up a crazy suggestion and led us, breaking record.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Have you ever hiked at night?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"No"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Then go now"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"OK"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As we wanted to break the world's record - The Stupidest In The World, we took minibus back to Western, and started our journey from the long stair's bottom. We had no light, no fire, it was too dark. We had to go, from the brightest point of the floor, walking upward to the darkest point above the stair, we had such a feel that we had to go, not back but forward. It was just like going to the entrance of a ghost house, you were afraid, but you wouldn't go back...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/ST0r07nnYbI/AAAAAAAABKg/UWcb1XgqLRo/s320/IMG_0251.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277422526705131954" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You couldn't see things that leave you 5 meters away, until we went back to the main road, there were lamps for our camera to work. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't blame on me about the quality, just listen to two foolish people's conversation... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NOTE: SORRY FOR THE VOLUME OF THE MOVIES IS TOO LOW, PLEASE MANUALLY ADJUST THE VOLUME OF YOUR COMPUTER.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;introduction(1)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-fae2795eb680ba4c" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v4.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dfae2795eb680ba4c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330210635%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D284DB7E9C0FEDC8D514822894D5F3576067FF7B6.81ECEB3A340B244334E64DB482CA4590608F84E9%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dfae2795eb680ba4c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Ds_kTotT1T56FAyWPaWGThfRrvYI&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v4.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dfae2795eb680ba4c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330210635%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D284DB7E9C0FEDC8D514822894D5F3576067FF7B6.81ECEB3A340B244334E64DB482CA4590608F84E9%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dfae2795eb680ba4c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Ds_kTotT1T56FAyWPaWGThfRrvYI&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;continue (2)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-c3bcb0086cb1ac3" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v12.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D0c3bcb0086cb1ac3%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330210635%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6FBCC9D650FB9F481A6C7A8D6078E0FE56EF48F6.6B7CC33D80AB6573F7EB8B6A0ED2462AFBF6024A%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc3bcb0086cb1ac3%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D1KLJQFiBiMiTl-8CZqfJtf3_Opc&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v12.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D0c3bcb0086cb1ac3%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330210635%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6FBCC9D650FB9F481A6C7A8D6078E0FE56EF48F6.6B7CC33D80AB6573F7EB8B6A0ED2462AFBF6024A%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc3bcb0086cb1ac3%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D1KLJQFiBiMiTl-8CZqfJtf3_Opc&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;last words in the toilet (3)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-771745bd3bf97125" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D771745bd3bf97125%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330210635%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D727F0AA44A1BB2A1FD7BAABE9073975142676F26.49222C52451A5CE9976DE661A244DACB81394F5D%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D771745bd3bf97125%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DOWbW4U8TJhGVLECYFrM-ZE5TLfc&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D771745bd3bf97125%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330210635%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D727F0AA44A1BB2A1FD7BAABE9073975142676F26.49222C52451A5CE9976DE661A244DACB81394F5D%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D771745bd3bf97125%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DOWbW4U8TJhGVLECYFrM-ZE5TLfc&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;finale (4)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-84d50c7dc9e377b8" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D84d50c7dc9e377b8%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330210635%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D224D66C5690B8C008D39DF305C2669F1ACB0ADB2.30FD4CB5B832C05FEB5A571134B3A46826763475%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D84d50c7dc9e377b8%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DmA1JB-BuWKbnsJa5W87XIcbrXcQ&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D84d50c7dc9e377b8%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330210635%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D224D66C5690B8C008D39DF305C2669F1ACB0ADB2.30FD4CB5B832C05FEB5A571134B3A46826763475%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D84d50c7dc9e377b8%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DmA1JB-BuWKbnsJa5W87XIcbrXcQ&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8038987409167674434-2643401563675452405?l=flarixsunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=771745bd3bf97125&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=84d50c7dc9e377b8&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=c3bcb0086cb1ac3&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=fae2795eb680ba4c&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flarixsunny.blogspot.com/feeds/2643401563675452405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8038987409167674434&amp;postID=2643401563675452405' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8038987409167674434/posts/default/2643401563675452405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8038987409167674434/posts/default/2643401563675452405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flarixsunny.blogspot.com/2008/12/peak-night.html' title='The Peak (Night)'/><author><name>Sunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15058388477370113984</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/_eFkC7heoXq4/ST4ngTXgcoI/AAAAAAAABKw/cmcTL1wuuMc/s72-c/IMG_0252.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8038987409167674434.post-1430142771229436880</id><published>2008-11-26T21:54:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T22:53:53.492+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Days without MacLehose</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;t has been a year for me not touching the camping bags and my dear wooden, it feels like living without passion anymore, coz' there is pressure without release.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It has finally turned me into a crazy as I have nothing to do, watching films and following those foolish stuffs they taught me. Watched backward to Donnie Darko again, and Fight Club, Instinct and most impressive, the Hannibal Rising. It was firstly appeared quite scary, coz' I watched them all alone, watching those body parts, flesh, blood, head, and the Hannibal is actually eating the head... However, mixed up with all of those theories from every films, my style has totally been turned out to another world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But anyway, I got no release on hiking, I got it on schooldays. I punched myself in my face, asked people to hit me as hard as they can (mostly failed). I felt I couldn't control and found that Columbia's container is really hard and it hurts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am almost done with the school's uniform test, and dad is back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We may probably go adventure again with more strength and bring you guys some more shares. For now, let's see my contributions at school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/SS1cGssR1xI/AAAAAAAABKA/nGJehKoDONg/s320/n564325044_4990765_2774.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272972008866567954" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/SS1cGOr_4vI/AAAAAAAABJ4/wkKGpNE_a8U/s320/n564325044_4990761_1621.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272972000812327666" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/SS1cGAyFhmI/AAAAAAAABJw/YJ4Z1LvyV_4/s320/n564325044_4990759_1059.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272971997079766626" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-a6dfdd367a05882b" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v14.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da6dfdd367a05882b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330210635%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2BA70512D2A409897FD5E2E7094FA1666B079CB8.6D6C834FCA541D0DAB286B6D8614EB0760D01379%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da6dfdd367a05882b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DR_mnQy8ur1FLHfv0EdSPeaan-68&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v14.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da6dfdd367a05882b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330210635%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2BA70512D2A409897FD5E2E7094FA1666B079CB8.6D6C834FCA541D0DAB286B6D8614EB0760D01379%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da6dfdd367a05882b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DR_mnQy8ur1FLHfv0EdSPeaan-68&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;Somehow, I used to do this in lessons. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is not acting but real, it hurts more than it looks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am Jack's Smirking Revenge... I should make it harder next time.(Video Below)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-ffb29e5af346b1c0" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v5.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dffb29e5af346b1c0%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330210635%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6378C545FFD46AC8333AA0E87C3D8A8028036713.111E36ED109C3AFC47B0CF0D683FFDE7A629459B%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dffb29e5af346b1c0%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DPCUCNvZQ1xxXrSitnFBlsSvU1r8&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v5.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dffb29e5af346b1c0%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330210635%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6378C545FFD46AC8333AA0E87C3D8A8028036713.111E36ED109C3AFC47B0CF0D683FFDE7A629459B%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dffb29e5af346b1c0%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DPCUCNvZQ1xxXrSitnFBlsSvU1r8&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8038987409167674434-1430142771229436880?l=flarixsunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=a6dfdd367a05882b&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=ffb29e5af346b1c0&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flarixsunny.blogspot.com/feeds/1430142771229436880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8038987409167674434&amp;postID=1430142771229436880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8038987409167674434/posts/default/1430142771229436880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8038987409167674434/posts/default/1430142771229436880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flarixsunny.blogspot.com/2008/11/days-without-maclehose.html' title='Days without MacLehose'/><author><name>Sunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15058388477370113984</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/SS1cGssR1xI/AAAAAAAABKA/nGJehKoDONg/s72-c/n564325044_4990765_2774.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8038987409167674434.post-7407290838225750487</id><published>2008-10-05T14:20:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T12:38:52.901+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MacLehose Trail'/><title type='text'>MacLehose Stage 4</title><content type='html'>The vacation ended up with the adventure in Tap Mun - the north-east island away from the New Territories. It is a tiny yet beautiful place. We stayed there few hours, trying to climb the rocks beside the sea, then hacking back home before the last ferry was gone. We found that nice weather gives us pleasure and also a hard time, this is the consequence, which hot and thirsty are combined.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Days and weeks followed were heavy rains and typhoons coming to Hong Kong, so we paused our adventure plans for nearly a month till last Sunday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The weather was perfectly well, encouraged us to come back to the MacLehose, that's IV.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In this episode, we are going across the Ma On Shan (~600m) walking over 6 hours and 15 km.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even though there were pretty much excellent views, the time limited made us continued without long breaks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Watch the videos downward and you will understand more about the story*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For the next stage, we may either go for the V, VI, VII MacLehose or challenging the hilltop of Ma On Shan, extremely dangerous with 702m highest point, that is where I tried to go up in failure. We shall turn climbing soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/SOhrdFoX8fI/AAAAAAAAA_4/QZ5zoD-CbjM/s1600-h/SDC10003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/SOhrdFoX8fI/AAAAAAAAA_4/QZ5zoD-CbjM/s320/SDC10003.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253567112799580658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/SOhrdr-V75I/AAAAAAAABAA/fi8ef4Kz_3w/s1600-h/SDC10005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/SOhrdr-V75I/AAAAAAAABAA/fi8ef4Kz_3w/s320/SDC10005.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253567123092270994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/SOhrd3LdepI/AAAAAAAABAI/pkZnX6uX92Y/s1600-h/SDC10006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/SOhrd3LdepI/AAAAAAAABAI/pkZnX6uX92Y/s320/SDC10006.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253567126100081298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/SOhreH3UHwI/AAAAAAAABAQ/qWgTX6IeYXE/s320/SDC10007.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253567130578984706" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wrong Way! (Introduction of this trip)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-1bac286eb8c6b0b" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D01bac286eb8c6b0b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330210635%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D31497D321DF9E4EFA0BEDF474FB3431B7465EF5B.28BD0F8FE7ED68E7AA20CC4C3D172997A92D5316%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D1bac286eb8c6b0b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DYcuubBI_VPwXev5LAkapviNBPvA&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D01bac286eb8c6b0b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330210635%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D31497D321DF9E4EFA0BEDF474FB3431B7465EF5B.28BD0F8FE7ED68E7AA20CC4C3D172997A92D5316%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D1bac286eb8c6b0b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DYcuubBI_VPwXev5LAkapviNBPvA&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ma On Shan, Here I Come! + Solo adventure to the highest point.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For the next challenge, we'd probably get a better camera, more equipment, turn ourselves to a rock climber newbie, a special newbie...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-ecabb2bd0c7fda2f" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Decabb2bd0c7fda2f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330210635%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DF381CC74B036FE899D29B5125FF5A30F36D632F.57F3AD235629D9634DB521C267D957E8E8CBBAE5%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Decabb2bd0c7fda2f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D00WQybvjuZ-KUjo--0O62bqW8Z8&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Decabb2bd0c7fda2f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330210635%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DF381CC74B036FE899D29B5125FF5A30F36D632F.57F3AD235629D9634DB521C267D957E8E8CBBAE5%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Decabb2bd0c7fda2f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D00WQybvjuZ-KUjo--0O62bqW8Z8&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(MORE VIDEOS WILL BE RELEASE SOON)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8038987409167674434-7407290838225750487?l=flarixsunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=ecabb2bd0c7fda2f&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flarixsunny.blogspot.com/feeds/7407290838225750487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8038987409167674434&amp;postID=7407290838225750487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8038987409167674434/posts/default/7407290838225750487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8038987409167674434/posts/default/7407290838225750487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flarixsunny.blogspot.com/2008/10/maclehose-stage-4.html' title='MacLehose Stage 4'/><author><name>Sunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15058388477370113984</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/_eFkC7heoXq4/SOhrdFoX8fI/AAAAAAAAA_4/QZ5zoD-CbjM/s72-c/SDC10003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8038987409167674434.post-6366597198448563657</id><published>2008-08-21T10:15:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T11:27:45.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer</title><content type='html'>It's likely I spent most of my vacation to the Maclehose and violin, of course all of the time for the recovering of these tiring events. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To tell you the story, the day right after the performance was spent and stayed at Timothy's apartment, since only he was there. He has now totally inflected by me and become crazy. I am here to apologize sincerely to all of my patients, I should use other ways to get you guys free. Whatever, back to that night. We had a mid-night snack downstair, but one stupid (me or him?) suggested a damning, meaningless challenge which made us back home four hours later - A WALK from Sai Wan ( The police station beside the tramway) to Tai Ku ( Between Tai Ku Sing and Sogo)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as we followed the MTR stations and took down pictures and videos to testify.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In my perspective, I was scared, about stranger, gangs, beggars, but the really problem was I afraid the little insects would die under my shoes and I have to clean them... During the night, except the thought of what a silly walk, I was remembering my memories and imagining would I do the same thing just a year before and the answer is no. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Probably a dangerous person I am, the reasons I like adventures are the processing and the successful feeling after a hard time. The processes should be treasured forever because you'd never do the same when you are over 50, no matter how you keep yourself fit, there is no match to the body status when you are 20.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like the Maclehose, I should have been addicting in it as my dad is addicting in camping ( which I've finally uncovered his nature) My thought keep lying on the word - freedom. I think the pressure we got were really heavy. We surely learnt a lot from this topic in this half-year, at least I think so, it helps me. Not only for the relaxation and to capture freedom, I realized the way to survive, to change your mind (like living standard, the way you think) in any conditions for survival. Every time when we got in trouble (or we saw trouble and still got in it), our thought kept saying the word - we mustn't lose/ keep fighting/ survive/ fight till the end, they really tasted good when we could do that and I am not here if we couldn't. That's why we turned to a 'professional beggar' after, or even before the trip, we need no afraid of disgusting, hygiene, and we didn't ask others to join us, though I am training someone to be mad and he may go with us or some other days, replace my dad's position, he will be 50 and I will be 20.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After every trip, I am getting used to some special and non-special insects, animals especially dogs. My level of hygiene decrease by every week. I can feel the life though. (Remember the series of SAW? You have to decide to survive. Treasure your life, feel every single beat your heart bumps)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For the news, our team's latest target is rock climbing and it should be ten times danger than hiking because of the slope, the lack of equipments. So if anyone tell this to Mr Lee Ka Sing, it'll be nice and I will thank him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope I can still write this blog&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/SKzgYP0xnfI/AAAAAAAAA98/ORcD5x5NmjA/s1600-h/080208114221.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/SKzgYP0xnfI/AAAAAAAAA98/ORcD5x5NmjA/s320/080208114221.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236807173894413810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/SKzgYTG0SoI/AAAAAAAAA-E/UFCde6nPyzM/s1600-h/IMG_0485.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/SKzgYTG0SoI/AAAAAAAAA-E/UFCde6nPyzM/s320/IMG_0485.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236807174775392898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/SKzgYablhNI/AAAAAAAAA-M/wiYWD-fAw-E/s1600-h/IMG_0506.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/SKzgYablhNI/AAAAAAAAA-M/wiYWD-fAw-E/s320/IMG_0506.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236807176741553362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="text-decoration: underline;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/SKzgY_5-VnI/AAAAAAAAA-c/kjDeni-PzJM/s320/28-07-08_1702.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236807186801120882" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/SKzgYml2GRI/AAAAAAAAA-U/YRrlkHkkrHo/s1600-h/n743819739_1181958_5553.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/SKzgYml2GRI/AAAAAAAAA-U/YRrlkHkkrHo/s320/n743819739_1181958_5553.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236807180005808402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/SKzgY_5-VnI/AAAAAAAAA-c/kjDeni-PzJM/s1600-h/28-07-08_1702.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8038987409167674434-6366597198448563657?l=flarixsunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flarixsunny.blogspot.com/feeds/6366597198448563657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8038987409167674434&amp;postID=6366597198448563657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8038987409167674434/posts/default/6366597198448563657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8038987409167674434/posts/default/6366597198448563657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flarixsunny.blogspot.com/2008/08/summer.html' title='Summer'/><author><name>Sunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15058388477370113984</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/_eFkC7heoXq4/SKzgYP0xnfI/AAAAAAAAA98/ORcD5x5NmjA/s72-c/080208114221.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8038987409167674434.post-571368750524294610</id><published>2008-08-02T22:25:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T22:48:10.458+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Music Camping without descriptions</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-cebc84555f8751de" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v11.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dcebc84555f8751de%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330210635%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DF8CA23FBA8E2C6EF32C17CAAD2D5BB31327C596.3178F9AFF8C144CE23C407DD1B88EEB8120A8DDF%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dcebc84555f8751de%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DJ6hIP52wc5n_Wu86AugU8jzRJrg&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v11.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dcebc84555f8751de%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330210635%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DF8CA23FBA8E2C6EF32C17CAAD2D5BB31327C596.3178F9AFF8C144CE23C407DD1B88EEB8120A8DDF%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dcebc84555f8751de%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DJ6hIP52wc5n_Wu86AugU8jzRJrg&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;SUICIDE ONE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-37f07b1b2f0899c1" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v3.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D37f07b1b2f0899c1%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330210635%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3B1E5EE1A69244F195348A1B1085ED4BB7E82AFC.3826567F22027E9E27E4D1A18F9159B7C5435A2D%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D37f07b1b2f0899c1%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D3ywU-347KxknynyYeNsn4bxGWrQ&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v3.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D37f07b1b2f0899c1%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330210635%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3B1E5EE1A69244F195348A1B1085ED4BB7E82AFC.3826567F22027E9E27E4D1A18F9159B7C5435A2D%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D37f07b1b2f0899c1%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D3ywU-347KxknynyYeNsn4bxGWrQ&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SUICIDE TWO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-81a9e143eeabfb52" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v5.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D81a9e143eeabfb52%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330210635%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5613BB36991F775298EBEED98C5E1848B0E1444E.433ACA46A85FB146F24C896E0786FDA9FABD47B7%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D81a9e143eeabfb52%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DMrzl6g5XckRDfBn6QwNOWEO9SzE&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v5.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D81a9e143eeabfb52%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330210635%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5613BB36991F775298EBEED98C5E1848B0E1444E.433ACA46A85FB146F24C896E0786FDA9FABD47B7%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D81a9e143eeabfb52%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DMrzl6g5XckRDfBn6QwNOWEO9SzE&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;KEVIN'S TRICKY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-d2baff2eb94487a5" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v16.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd2baff2eb94487a5%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330210635%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D16E90698A55E109276882AD9B3FA7D582B93C27.63079A4CBF5387E903C34CB6347F31048AB747A9%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd2baff2eb94487a5%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DnbwwdKk1Kl_3QnJCdGXKSHfzPuU&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v16.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd2baff2eb94487a5%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330210635%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D16E90698A55E109276882AD9B3FA7D582B93C27.63079A4CBF5387E903C34CB6347F31048AB747A9%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd2baff2eb94487a5%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DnbwwdKk1Kl_3QnJCdGXKSHfzPuU&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;SUNNY'S TRICKY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-7825e754d46bcb6d" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D7825e754d46bcb6d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330210635%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5836B714B3B58652594453617576EE4F3393628A.30A300D60E15C989C6B3BC9BCDFCD0E697F4FEC4%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D7825e754d46bcb6d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DClVkbgvPWAFd-VMIUpLVc1p9vsU&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D7825e754d46bcb6d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330210635%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5836B714B3B58652594453617576EE4F3393628A.30A300D60E15C989C6B3BC9BCDFCD0E697F4FEC4%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D7825e754d46bcb6d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DClVkbgvPWAFd-VMIUpLVc1p9vsU&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;ANOTHER ONE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-5fb809e92922770c" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v24.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D5fb809e92922770c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330210635%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2D84CDAA7C1DC2105C27CCAC7EFBE8BDE8B8E039.1C6F302BAD51DE0C5F4B2B84A377335BFBFCA3B7%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D5fb809e92922770c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DyIIzhlULBj4QmkNrG9QNB4_yheE&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v24.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D5fb809e92922770c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330210635%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2D84CDAA7C1DC2105C27CCAC7EFBE8BDE8B8E039.1C6F302BAD51DE0C5F4B2B84A377335BFBFCA3B7%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D5fb809e92922770c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DyIIzhlULBj4QmkNrG9QNB4_yheE&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;GO THROUGH WALL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-3a66c8b03240f52" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D03a66c8b03240f52%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330210635%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D43ECE03428C804EBBF07E2F52DFFE1F6F869614B.20693B0C235B30E8C9B5C4F2EAFA63D407EED364%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3a66c8b03240f52%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dnk2FPG-wMiT3G8zOhsgbyRMJkPw&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D03a66c8b03240f52%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330210635%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D43ECE03428C804EBBF07E2F52DFFE1F6F869614B.20693B0C235B30E8C9B5C4F2EAFA63D407EED364%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3a66c8b03240f52%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dnk2FPG-wMiT3G8zOhsgbyRMJkPw&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;FASTER THAN SONIC&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8038987409167674434-571368750524294610?l=flarixsunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=3a66c8b03240f52&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=5fb809e92922770c&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=7825e754d46bcb6d&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8038987409167674434/posts/default/571368750524294610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8038987409167674434/posts/default/571368750524294610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flarixsunny.blogspot.com/2008/08/suicide-one-suicide-two-kevins-tricky.html' title='Music Camping without descriptions'/><author><name>Sunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15058388477370113984</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8038987409167674434.post-1145929636751399399</id><published>2008-07-14T09:51:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T21:26:53.786+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MacLehose Trail'/><title type='text'>McLehose Mission failed</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/SIYN9a47JVI/AAAAAAAAA7M/vcovvyoxKT4/s1600-h/PunisherTrailwalker.jpg"&gt;This is who we are...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/SIYN9a47JVI/AAAAAAAAA7M/vcovvyoxKT4/s1600-h/PunisherTrailwalker.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/SIYN9a47JVI/AAAAAAAAA7M/vcovvyoxKT4/s320/PunisherTrailwalker.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225879766451299666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I was misleading, no whole trip trail had been finishing, I didn't follow with the promises because of over-calculating with ourselves. For some reasons, this adventure was the most difficult and tough once through out those trips before. I would explain one by one very soon, like now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We bought two whole new camping backpacks&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;for this impossible mission. The stupid thought of this adventure involved camping and hiking over night, till now, we've got the consequences trying these two combined in one, we died, exhausted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunny shows up all the way and raise temperature there around thirty, this cloudless sky with excellent golden flame dried up most of the water in the bottom and sweat inside our skin. Leaves and trees beside were useless avoiding sunbeam even though they were really fresh and green. As if a blind living in heaven, deafness hearing a concert. There's no way we could enjoy under the condition, if you know what I mean. I learnt this concept ever since the second stage had finally begun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was a hard time for both of us and someone has to be finished! I mean surrender. For the very first time in my history book, it was me, couldn't move on to the checkpoint but Dad could. And so, after a wonderful but shortly break, I made up my mind not stopping before he does. Dreams come true, he got muscle twitch at his leg. Start from left, to the right, and both... Seriously hurt himself till now, he is not healing perfectly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Story ends here, we could barely continue to the beach then settled down for the rest of our lives. For the photos and videos, excuse me... my mobile had dropped into the river and Zeep into black instantly, at least I can safe it back to a phone. Congratulation to the data in my cell, everyone knows where they are... With God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every now and then I review some old entertaining sketch of the Monty Python, check out some creative ideas showing through every sketches or episodes, but better first or second seasons if you want something new and easily laugh at. John Clesse is cool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is the last photo I took with the digital camera&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/SIcxWXFiYQI/AAAAAAAAA8E/pSW3C2A5IQ0/s1600-h/HPIM1698.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="text-decoration: underline;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; " src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/SIcxWXFiYQI/AAAAAAAAA8E/pSW3C2A5IQ0/s320/HPIM1698.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226200152810873090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8038987409167674434-1145929636751399399?l=flarixsunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flarixsunny.blogspot.com/feeds/1145929636751399399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8038987409167674434&amp;postID=1145929636751399399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8038987409167674434/posts/default/1145929636751399399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8038987409167674434/posts/default/1145929636751399399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flarixsunny.blogspot.com/2008/07/final-adventure-of-maclehose-trail-will.html' title='McLehose Mission failed'/><author><name>Sunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15058388477370113984</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://bp0.blogger.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/SIYN9a47JVI/AAAAAAAAA7M/vcovvyoxKT4/s72-c/PunisherTrailwalker.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8038987409167674434.post-1250420315962119058</id><published>2008-07-07T16:28:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T23:12:24.071+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MacLehose Trail'/><title type='text'>MacLehose (rain)</title><content type='html'>I've been thinking all day since we moved, the major reason is the lack of entertainment in my spare time. Life without excitement means nothing to me, just imagine how I could actually turn myself into a study machine. Even though I had done my job as usual, I nearly die of exhausted and I know something else has to begin again.&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let's jump over this boring part coz' the adventure I'm going to tell you is much more exciting and long, so just move to the day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Someone asked me, " Why you still went to Sai Kung when it's raining? "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've promised the innocent, Dad, to go no matter what. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This time, we got the most perfect preparation ever! Simply 2L of water each and chocolate will do, and we brought rain clothes. (We changed all the clothes from top to tip, made sure we were clean when we back home, we must be a white rabbit.) We found later the simplest methods work most powerful yet lighter than others, but you have to make sure the essential tools are there. Remember, bring something for balancing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With the great passion within both of us, we got started the trip from the tip of the High Island Reservoir on 12:30p.m. (refer to the map to see the path we went through, data source: http://www.centamap.com)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/SHIH2ll1CDI/AAAAAAAAA5w/cFXzgQ31YOE/s320/d.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220243552460933170" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pretty much differences between rainy and sunny were uncovered, like how to get used to the wet floor avoid slipping down. Notice all around yourself, many uncommon animals usually occur in wet weather and they might be dangerous, be ware. Rainy days may also lead to landslide so you should look up and pay special attention to the sounds which aren't made from your steps. We saw people using umbrellas instead of rain clothes, please don't be stupid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once you are familiar to this, it's not too complicated to go on. As I only picked up after a while, like 30 minutes, and I could enjoy the freedom brought by the heavy rain and the great storm and wind. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As we kept going to the next checkpoint, Sai Wan, the rain stopped a while from time to time. And then we arrived, it was around 3:00p.m. but both of us didn't want to go back. (we were out of mobile service area)We took phone calls to the others and we must go on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since we were near the sea, Dad suggested to go through the river without using the bridge. The video will be short though, enjoy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How to describe there? As the rain had finally stopped, the floor was still wet and the soil of the grass or some areas were filled with water. This resulted some changes to the trail, sort of like bog. I have never experience walking on bog like this! The mud comes out when you step your feet on it and you are slowly get into the mud, but you really can't stop until you reach the ground, it's ugly, disgusting and powerful. You must try this in your life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next checkpoint is the Ham Tin Wan, where we went through the Tai Long Estate, we asked a villager for the way out and the finishing point was the Pak Tam Au (the end of the line). Little by little, we started to remember happenings in every village.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For the last checkpoint was the strangest, when we knew that another heavy rain was coming and had to be much faster, we went ahead to the last village. Before we arrive, it was a pier beside the sea, tombs behind the trees which dad didn't notice but I did. It wasn't strange at first coz' we always see tombs in mountains, but listen carefully.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We arrived the village(checkpoint 3), there was no man, I mean, nobody, no animals or any creatures there. All of the doors of the building (at least 15) were closed except two, but they were dark, black inside the house. I was nervous so as my Dad, but I didn't look inside the house which my dad did for the first house. You know what he saw? The cupboards, sofa, tables were everywhere and there was a coffin on the floor. Believe me, it's really true and not a joke. Although I only saw things inside the house were everywhere and i didn't see the coffin in the most inside, I trust my dad. We called the village, no one village, but it's actually in the Chek Keng and the tallest building there was the "Holy Family Chapel" which I just found from the CentaMap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Adventure is great, really great. Get a time for this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The photos and videos will release later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Introduction&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-6336d134923f0266" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v3.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D6336d134923f0266%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330210635%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4BC3495CFA1F1003069E1B06052ECEA3E9C04339.1DC2F431062D0A96C3D017FBB5AE93F6CEEDBB60%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D6336d134923f0266%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DAMzRBOjybQOt9J1PazfbZFsGee0&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v3.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D6336d134923f0266%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330210635%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4BC3495CFA1F1003069E1B06052ECEA3E9C04339.1DC2F431062D0A96C3D017FBB5AE93F6CEEDBB60%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D6336d134923f0266%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DAMzRBOjybQOt9J1PazfbZFsGee0&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Checkpoint: Sai Wan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-8f22dc2635fb23b4" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v5.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D8f22dc2635fb23b4%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330210635%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D38C0190D4FEF93E363F7257B93D900D1E6ACC373.7D9284569F45A07805935FE050E7457BC3C8E3E7%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8f22dc2635fb23b4%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DdtXAMX3mAIHj8HkUXGxKuUGBrp8&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v5.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D8f22dc2635fb23b4%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330210635%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D38C0190D4FEF93E363F7257B93D900D1E6ACC373.7D9284569F45A07805935FE050E7457BC3C8E3E7%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8f22dc2635fb23b4%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DdtXAMX3mAIHj8HkUXGxKuUGBrp8&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4:00 p.m.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-99243b1828c73ecf" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D99243b1828c73ecf%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330210635%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1D6CA8204B8479141CC8B8EB88359A4F1DF44791.5FC98538940753BDA137EE51CB862344F3D30073%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D99243b1828c73ecf%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DiQuoHDaBED0GOSxPWp1zMWtTxN0&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D99243b1828c73ecf%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330210635%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1D6CA8204B8479141CC8B8EB88359A4F1DF44791.5FC98538940753BDA137EE51CB862344F3D30073%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D99243b1828c73ecf%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DiQuoHDaBED0GOSxPWp1zMWtTxN0&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Strong Wind Blowing Us!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-290a044197541897" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D290a044197541897%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330210635%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5ED2B7E47BEE76DEDFB83DECEBAD7DB088C61619.5D7B970A65173AFCCB7EE839B580CCF3ED6E484%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D290a044197541897%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DuPRj4Jfm5XN7IgHEbKbJ83L9WcY&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D290a044197541897%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330210635%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5ED2B7E47BEE76DEDFB83DECEBAD7DB088C61619.5D7B970A65173AFCCB7EE839B580CCF3ED6E484%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D290a044197541897%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DuPRj4Jfm5XN7IgHEbKbJ83L9WcY&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The ditch crossing...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-913e919157fc42a2" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D913e919157fc42a2%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330210635%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3772A999A8E60CA9DFA4406778A12ACFDA747E2B.6CC381660C75EF0E1403F7CCA9C53C46C0171444%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D913e919157fc42a2%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DIVX_UXaz8ITbx__Kf8i0R4XOt5c&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D913e919157fc42a2%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330210635%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3772A999A8E60CA9DFA4406778A12ACFDA747E2B.6CC381660C75EF0E1403F7CCA9C53C46C0171444%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D913e919157fc42a2%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DIVX_UXaz8ITbx__Kf8i0R4XOt5c&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" width="288" height="192" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&amp;RGB=0x000000&amp;feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2Fflarixsunny%2Falbumid%2F5220659796760920129%3Fkind%3Dphoto%26alt%3Drss" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8038987409167674434-1250420315962119058?l=flarixsunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=290a044197541897&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=6336d134923f0266&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=8f22dc2635fb23b4&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=913e919157fc42a2&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=99243b1828c73ecf&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flarixsunny.blogspot.com/feeds/1250420315962119058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8038987409167674434&amp;postID=1250420315962119058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8038987409167674434/posts/default/1250420315962119058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8038987409167674434/posts/default/1250420315962119058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flarixsunny.blogspot.com/2008/07/maclehose-rain.html' title='MacLehose (rain)'/><author><name>Sunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15058388477370113984</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://bp3.blogger.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/SHIH2ll1CDI/AAAAAAAAA5w/cFXzgQ31YOE/s72-c/d.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8038987409167674434.post-3500648052217594481</id><published>2008-06-21T08:18:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T09:25:49.321+08:00</updated><title type='text'>More about thinking</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sunny&lt;/span&gt; days really comes after the examination just as I told myself, you'll never know how the weather instantly change from a heavy, water weather to a warming one with much pressure. This period last for two weeks, consist about nine subjects. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Without any strategy, once again I performed the one-day-one-subject policy to these two weeks. As long as you can always concentrate in the preparation and forget the papers you've done using hypnotic amnesia, you can actually save a month BEFORE the time comes. Beware to the time, if you can't control it, don't play. Since no one wants going bed late, and I really not suggesting others sleep late.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I took up my energy then, in the last two days, I broke my sleeping record that's the starting point, 9:20. Right after the night, sunny comes and that was the last day of my exam. Great.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/SFxWmDE4glI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/wsvakGC_IYw/s200/logo.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214137680248996434" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In those days, I was concentrated thinking about psychology and some mental studies. They're &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kind of useful to study every people you met before, let yourself thinking at all time that can &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;always spend your spare time. Recently, I found  another subject, studying about sleep, yeah, that is  hypnosis. There is a free tips website about  hypnosis a in: &lt;a href="http://www.hypnosis101.com/"&gt;www.hypnosis101.com&lt;/a&gt;, with the  starting words "Welcome to www.hypnosis101.com , the place to learn hypnosis and NLP." which I heard each of the video they provided.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rather than some scientific study of mental, I like something fantasy, unexplainable but natural events and happenings. Immediately associated with the folk fairy, and I borrowed two books about fairy - Wisdom of Fairy tales &amp;amp; Fairy Spells: Communicating and seeing fairies. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is the sculpture of the Artemis goddess&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/SFxXGJO3VuI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/xvPOBjOGhQc/s200/950797139_3c20c355db.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214138231657289442" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline; "&gt;This is Pan, the Horned God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/SFxXGbU7uOI/AAAAAAAAA5g/C6Rk1u6sjOE/s200/504823697_251614254a.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214138236514580706" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is Diana goddess&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/SFxXGWsCQsI/AAAAAAAAA5o/53o4biveu-A/s1600-h/393488734_7cf7ef8b62.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/SFxXGWsCQsI/AAAAAAAAA5o/53o4biveu-A/s200/393488734_7cf7ef8b62.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214138235269300930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8038987409167674434-3500648052217594481?l=flarixsunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flarixsunny.blogspot.com/feeds/3500648052217594481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8038987409167674434&amp;postID=3500648052217594481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8038987409167674434/posts/default/3500648052217594481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8038987409167674434/posts/default/3500648052217594481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flarixsunny.blogspot.com/2008/06/more-about-thinking.html' title='More about thinking'/><author><name>Sunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15058388477370113984</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/SFxWmDE4glI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/wsvakGC_IYw/s72-c/logo.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8038987409167674434.post-2594641102270945274</id><published>2008-05-30T18:19:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T18:23:56.904+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Have a nice break during the examination&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/SD_U5cTFK6I/AAAAAAAAA3U/12oBG4hAEcQ/s320/138729261_81d3887c6c.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206113777577438114" /&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/8038987409167674434-2594641102270945274?l=flarixsunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8038987409167674434/posts/default/2594641102270945274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8038987409167674434/posts/default/2594641102270945274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flarixsunny.blogspot.com/2008/05/break.html' title=''/><author><name>Sunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15058388477370113984</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/_eFkC7heoXq4/SD_U5cTFK6I/AAAAAAAAA3U/12oBG4hAEcQ/s72-c/138729261_81d3887c6c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8038987409167674434.post-7459047504053531324</id><published>2008-05-26T16:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T16:32:46.312+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Other little adventures'/><title type='text'>Stair Guys</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The&lt;/span&gt; MacLehose day takes us such a long time to recover. Till now, we are still talking about the stuff, how danger was that, bla bla bla... For the next trip, we decided to go on there and finish the most difficult ones. Later on, we shall explore other places more interesting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everyone now started to understand how crazy am I, while so of them changed as they followed my living style. This is an obvious example of a stupid, Henry, followed what I said - walked upstairs from G to 42. From the video, that was the second time we went with a newbie, Desmond, we started recording at 20/F.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-2dc0f4ecf511e90b" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D2dc0f4ecf511e90b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330210635%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5F650232769935AFA2625F62F7AB792FC4AF9C6F.4D37B76C1A76B508FF83255080E6E6A409D5FC4F%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2dc0f4ecf511e90b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DmAeG1i2sIbgRTI3Z61V3pyaNEw8&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D2dc0f4ecf511e90b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330210635%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5F650232769935AFA2625F62F7AB792FC4AF9C6F.4D37B76C1A76B508FF83255080E6E6A409D5FC4F%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2dc0f4ecf511e90b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DmAeG1i2sIbgRTI3Z61V3pyaNEw8&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just after the stair challenge, Desmond made me going into Henry's flat. You can see we didn't do anything there, Des and I were playing soccer...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-a750eee1a07956d" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v8.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D0a750eee1a07956d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330210635%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DF05FB9DCA9E94F3FB6E7ABA326ACEAF4A95AB38.757B0FA9AEF21D783DE127C1F47B84D30D003087%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da750eee1a07956d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DW6pfUvH9GxfVHwWewwSXI6qcxbU&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v8.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D0a750eee1a07956d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330210635%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DF05FB9DCA9E94F3FB6E7ABA326ACEAF4A95AB38.757B0FA9AEF21D783DE127C1F47B84D30D003087%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da750eee1a07956d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DW6pfUvH9GxfVHwWewwSXI6qcxbU&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Desmond and Henry always be with me, this can explain everything in this video. For these two months I got to study a bit for the examination, enjoy the last clips.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-64abb452d05d6fe4" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D64abb452d05d6fe4%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330210635%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4BC99C064FC32A72CB2C883ADDF32B150CABECD2.FD094DD0A3025CFA4F2B941A67DD7E97B9A5AFE%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D64abb452d05d6fe4%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DEcbSnfxVn06cEiIZ7hJvx-TbOQ8&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D64abb452d05d6fe4%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330210635%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4BC99C064FC32A72CB2C883ADDF32B150CABECD2.FD094DD0A3025CFA4F2B941A67DD7E97B9A5AFE%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D64abb452d05d6fe4%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DEcbSnfxVn06cEiIZ7hJvx-TbOQ8&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8038987409167674434-7459047504053531324?l=flarixsunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=2dc0f4ecf511e90b&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=64abb452d05d6fe4&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=a750eee1a07956d&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flarixsunny.blogspot.com/feeds/7459047504053531324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8038987409167674434&amp;postID=7459047504053531324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8038987409167674434/posts/default/7459047504053531324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8038987409167674434/posts/default/7459047504053531324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flarixsunny.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post.html' title='Stair Guys'/><author><name>Sunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15058388477370113984</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-8038987409167674434.post-7188130397062313014</id><published>2008-05-16T21:53:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T16:13:27.244+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A conjecture</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Recently&lt;/span&gt; I keep thinking anything happen around me, find some material to write about. Finally, I can be a thinker from time to time. I thought about what will a man happen after he dies and I tried to write a conjecture about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;This is how I start, from the questions:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, would you be happy or sad if you were leaving the world now? The reasons make you feel happy are forgetting all the sadness in the past or recent, to reduce your over weighted pressure. While leaving your best friends, family make you sad. Anyway, make you decision now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through this essay, I will suggest the way what I thought while I was walking to school this morning. It maybe crazy or misleading though, please read on if you are interested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st Question:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is being left behind after a man dies?&lt;br /&gt;They say is the man himself and his memory, agree? If you do so, go on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd Question:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The brain is necessary for survival. Once it stopped, the man is already dead and it won’t work again. You have to agree with this before going on reading also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the answers above, normally every people’s brains are working until they die, so the brains haven’t ever stopped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example, a man suicides by jumping of a building. His body was separated after it reached the ground, and suppose the brain had got enough damage to break down. The man was dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other peoples’ perspective, the man loss enough blood and the brain broke down in pieces, he must die. Nothing can change afterward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the man’s perspective, the brain of the man was working while he was falling down. I suggest that he will have no idea when the brain will stop so this man will die during the processing of thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is interesting to find out what will happen if the man die while thinking. Every people live with their memories, so the man’s memory will go out after he was dead, that means only he can see his memory, he will get into his own memory forever, I will call this a “dream”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About the “dream”, it can be a repeated of his memory and his desire. It is important that this dream will not affect the real world, it happens in his memory, in nowhere. Every feeling or things in the dream depends on his memory and imagination, and every one in the earth will have a single unique dream. If the man has not much fear through his life, his positive thought will cover his fear and the dream will become nice, anything follows what he wants. If he has lots of fear and sadness through his life, the negative thoughts are stored in his memory and make the dream bad. Just like our normal dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If your fear is not much, once you die, your wish will come true, your life will continue. You can do something can’t happen in real, flying, or everything make you happy forever. Why you will be sad if you die now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Leave comments about this, most of you can't understand, my English sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8038987409167674434-7188130397062313014?l=flarixsunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flarixsunny.blogspot.com/feeds/7188130397062313014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8038987409167674434&amp;postID=7188130397062313014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8038987409167674434/posts/default/7188130397062313014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8038987409167674434/posts/default/7188130397062313014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flarixsunny.blogspot.com/2008/05/hypothesis.html' title='A conjecture'/><author><name>Sunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15058388477370113984</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-8038987409167674434.post-6966348283969661012</id><published>2008-05-12T09:12:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T22:24:09.004+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MacLehose Trail'/><title type='text'>McLehose Stage3</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sometimes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; it's hard to change, though I've already set up my own site, it's still useless until now. We are back again, blogspot cool, blogspot roles! Somebody should send this page to Google, or I will earn some commercials.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to school, there's a tiny little break for us after the uniform test. Starting from the 11th next month, the final examination for the term will be held. No much for preparation because they haven't teach anything until now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The performance of our strings will be the 18th this month in Yun Long, this time is the same, we are the guest performers. The main characters are the local strings. I think it will be good, go to visit the official site of the music office for this event.&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lcsd.gov.hk/CE/CulturalService/MusicOffice/English/Latest%20News/2008_joint_concert.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;http://www.lcsd.gov.hk/CE/CulturalService/MusicOffice/&lt;br /&gt;English/Latest%20News/2008_joint_concert.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the main theme:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just after the uniform test, we went back to McLehose for excitement. No matter what happens, nothing can stop us now! This time, we brought enough water:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 bottles of 1.5L water&lt;br /&gt;1 Wood Stick&lt;br /&gt;1 Camp&lt;br /&gt;1 Camera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Refer to the things we brought before, this is much lighter for us. As we woke up at 7:15 that day and arrived Wong Shek Peer at 10:30, dad wanted to walk through another path and we crossed back to Stage 3, that means we skipped Stage 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day was cloudy, not much water is needed. But food, we need much more this time. As soon as we set up a camp and rest for a while, we realized that we were hungry. We had not enough energy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a place that has a wonderful store, some cows and many bull shit! Who cares? As long as you don’t put some of them in your food, it really doesn’t affect at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the power restored, we continued our trip to Kai Kung Shan. (see the figure of the title) We went to a little mountain very soon. Meanwhile, I heard my dad shouted out “Shit”. It rained. It came so fast that we didn’t know what to do at first. Soon, we took out a blanket to block the rain and continued.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one knows how dangerous walking through the trail in heavy rain, unless he/ she did before, and I am sure they won’t feel good about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took few clips to let you watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad fell down first, but it was not a big one. I did it too but it was ten times heavier than him. If you watch again the video, I shouted out ‘shut up’ to the birds in the sky. You know what, they made me loss my concentration and I fell down with mud all over my body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the lesson I’ve learnt this time is I have to walk on the leaves, root but not the stair and rocks. Other than that, trees help balance and wood stick really works for hiking, especially in rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little tips for all of you, if rain comes during you trip, do what i said just before, and not push too hard to stop for sliding, or easier to fall down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" width="288" height="192" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&amp;RGB=0x000000&amp;feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2Fflarixsunny%2Falbumid%2F5200975908809182865%3Fkind%3Dphoto%26alt%3Drss" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8038987409167674434-6966348283969661012?l=flarixsunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flarixsunny.blogspot.com/feeds/6966348283969661012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8038987409167674434&amp;postID=6966348283969661012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8038987409167674434/posts/default/6966348283969661012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8038987409167674434/posts/default/6966348283969661012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flarixsunny.blogspot.com/2008/05/mclehose-stage3.html' title='McLehose Stage3'/><author><name>Sunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15058388477370113984</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-8038987409167674434.post-8540946600485173465</id><published>2008-03-31T22:33:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T22:26:09.255+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Other little adventures'/><title type='text'>Review of Mount Davis</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sunday, March 30&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;   Dad and I went back the the Mount Davis Path, which we had finished it already few weeks before. This time, we took some photos and the video or a special way there. We thought no one would walk through it again, unless the one who has just murdered a man... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;  You can run around the mountain, whole Mount Davis within 30 minutes, which I can do it. But you'll never know how large was there, before you really go in, how strange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/R_IQuDYSRZI/AAAAAAAAAN8/REmLNg868qo/s200/Mount+Davis.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184224504424056210" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Click on the map to see more detail&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/R_IIwDYSRVI/AAAAAAAAANc/UxuPoLzAYl0/s200/HPIM1552.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184215742690772306" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/R_IIvTYSRUI/AAAAAAAAANU/X_YG0MfaYFo/s1600-h/HPIM1535.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/R_IIvTYSRUI/AAAAAAAAANU/X_YG0MfaYFo/s1600-h/HPIM1535.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/R_IIvTYSRUI/AAAAAAAAANU/X_YG0MfaYFo/s200/HPIM1535.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184215729805870402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/R_IIvTYSRUI/AAAAAAAAANU/X_YG0MfaYFo/s1600-h/HPIM1535.JPG"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/R_IIvTYSRUI/AAAAAAAAANU/X_YG0MfaYFo/s1600-h/HPIM1535.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is the finishing point of the 'gateway'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/R_IIxDYSRYI/AAAAAAAAAN0/JvJyFEh0tpI/s200/HPIM1566.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184215759870641538" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Guess what, a two-heads snake? Believe or not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The heads were pointing upward.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-e75057feb3d38deb" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v6.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De75057feb3d38deb%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330210635%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D54C4566D10738680DA544373FD8724D42D0F66B2.3C263C3C8EDD1C573E0F5EAA5F0546FB77BBEBA6%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De75057feb3d38deb%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DBLRo6bg_LkeqqvwEnYA54dotbkA&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v6.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De75057feb3d38deb%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330210635%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D54C4566D10738680DA544373FD8724D42D0F66B2.3C263C3C8EDD1C573E0F5EAA5F0546FB77BBEBA6%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De75057feb3d38deb%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DBLRo6bg_LkeqqvwEnYA54dotbkA&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is the video 'gateway', this road was named by my Dad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;From the video I took in MacLehose Trail, this is the second narrowest road recently.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is the original one, bad words are not yet cut.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8038987409167674434-8540946600485173465?l=flarixsunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=e75057feb3d38deb&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flarixsunny.blogspot.com/feeds/8540946600485173465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8038987409167674434&amp;postID=8540946600485173465' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8038987409167674434/posts/default/8540946600485173465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8038987409167674434/posts/default/8540946600485173465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flarixsunny.blogspot.com/2008/03/blog-post.html' title='Review of Mount Davis'/><author><name>Sunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15058388477370113984</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/R_IQuDYSRZI/AAAAAAAAAN8/REmLNg868qo/s72-c/Mount+Davis.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8038987409167674434.post-1599884292998828640</id><published>2008-03-17T22:23:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T22:24:09.004+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MacLehose Trail'/><title type='text'>MacLehose trail Stage1</title><content type='html'>MacLehose Trail, length 100 km. Starting from Pak Tam Chung to Tsuen Mun, it is a long way to go. Of course we didn't finish it yet, you'll know that later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This Sunday, I woke up at around eight to nine. After the research, there should be a bus 698R that goes Pak Tam Chung from North Point. We went to the supermarket at first to buy food and drink as refer:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;2 towels&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;2 chocolate bars ( Twix)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;1 can of chocolate bean (M&amp;amp;M)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;2 bottles of water (around 350ml) 1 extra bottle of water (around 1L )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;bread&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;pork chops ( dad's suggestion)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nicely went to take the 18P at around 9:45 after packing up all the things. As we arrived the next bus stop, we almost scream out loud, or I should say, I did. The bus 698R can only be seen before 9:30, that means we came there a hour late.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Afterwards, there were all some boring scenes that no one wanna know, no one will care except someone who want to laugh at me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At around 1 pm, we arrived lastly. First stage we have to go to Long Ke by walking outside the High Island Reservoir, it was really nice and huge.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(photos will be posted later)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Almost all of the photos were taken in there before we were starting to meet the devil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shot! No water! Less than 350 ml in total was left.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That was a long way after getting to the Long Ke, and we continue to walk along the way. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dead end, we had no way to choice. Quit? We didn't bring along the map, so we never know where we were and where we go. The only thing we know about is, no water.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I used my mobile to capture this moment, although I didn't know what I was talking about, it was quite a good way to forget about drinking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-fc0b4936195b4e81" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v24.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dfc0b4936195b4e81%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330210635%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6DD30258F1463EC8C334206F47816E33086FFE00.5AC377DDBAC989493522BCA48033900131CE2F74%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dfc0b4936195b4e81%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DrhucGWILC7E9t19zqVL9AHWvvjY&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v24.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dfc0b4936195b4e81%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330210635%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6DD30258F1463EC8C334206F47816E33086FFE00.5AC377DDBAC989493522BCA48033900131CE2F74%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dfc0b4936195b4e81%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DrhucGWILC7E9t19zqVL9AHWvvjY&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks God, we went though the death ( dad's leg was injured again). An uncle we met lastly told us a way that can go to take a taxi back to city. We have hope~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another video that I took later, the narrowest road I've ever seen, man! Really danger that if there was a snake, I can write my blog forever! Who cares, we can go home, there's nothing can stop us from drinking 6 bottles of coke, lying on the sofa and laughing at the video we took just like this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-dd0ddff5adf13d76" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v8.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Ddd0ddff5adf13d76%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330210635%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5DB0E7D0DE6C8698C42E06168B4CBCA1C5AB8A78.4473C3D14E0E5305799FC8CB235DA7B4E35717C1%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Ddd0ddff5adf13d76%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D5aRbhuW8_3-QFAMq2HKzzIHlu2Q&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v8.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Ddd0ddff5adf13d76%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330210635%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5DB0E7D0DE6C8698C42E06168B4CBCA1C5AB8A78.4473C3D14E0E5305799FC8CB235DA7B4E35717C1%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Ddd0ddff5adf13d76%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D5aRbhuW8_3-QFAMq2HKzzIHlu2Q&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WARNING : Everyone without trained by Simon should not try this kind of activities, any injured or causing death, don't tell me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" width="288" height="192" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&amp;RGB=0x000000&amp;feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2Fflarixsunny%2Falbumid%2F5200978567393939521%3Fkind%3Dphoto%26alt%3Drss" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8038987409167674434-1599884292998828640?l=flarixsunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=dd0ddff5adf13d76&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flarixsunny.blogspot.com/feeds/1599884292998828640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8038987409167674434&amp;postID=1599884292998828640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8038987409167674434/posts/default/1599884292998828640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8038987409167674434/posts/default/1599884292998828640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flarixsunny.blogspot.com/2008/03/maclehose-trail-ii.html' title='MacLehose trail Stage1'/><author><name>Sunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15058388477370113984</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-8038987409167674434.post-6720280462398363630</id><published>2008-03-17T21:22:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T22:26:09.256+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Other little adventures'/><title type='text'>Mount Davis</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Since&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;dad and I had quite a lot of adventures, almost every two months. I found that there is something that always attracts us to join those activities, and every times are different, unique, getting danger and exciting. Isn't it great, for me, this feeling is the most happiest thing in the entire world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The plan in my mind now is to explore Hong Kong before summer, to understand more about it. It is probably the only thing I could do to spend time in this little cave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two weeks ago, dad and I were thinking about hiking. It was 2:30 in the afternoon and we had almost three hours, fighting against time is a cool thing, if you always win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"To Peak again, no! it sucks, I can go there with my eyes closed." Dad thought for a while, he led me to a new place that I've never been, or heard. Forget about the name, it is not important anyway, coz we didn't get there at last. Walking for around ten minutes, a never-went road was blocking our way and we went in, 'adventure time'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The truth is, the road was a bit too wide for me that it can let a car in or out. I hate walking in those road when I wanna hike. Yet there were no cars at all, and people also. We could never guess that the mountain was so large that we walked for hours! It seems that it is only a gap between two highways, but you'll never imagine that can be so big.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didn't take any photos, though. It was not so special, like the Peak. But until we were trying to exit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was the narrowest road I've ever seen. I was scared, you will know if you were in there. Just like in Dungeon Siege, I nearly took a sword in my hand, trying to kill all the moving things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be continue ( now, let's see some stones that I took in MacLehose trail)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/R959SQmejII/AAAAAAAAALk/nOOFavMlpJ0/s200/HPIM1531.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178714374170119298" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/R959RQmejHI/AAAAAAAAALc/JDS5hJa8Thg/s200/HPIM1529.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178714356990250098" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/R959SwmejJI/AAAAAAAAALs/TtLq5nUgQSU/s1600-h/HPIM1532.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/R959SwmejJI/AAAAAAAAALs/TtLq5nUgQSU/s200/HPIM1532.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178714382760053906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8038987409167674434-6720280462398363630?l=flarixsunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flarixsunny.blogspot.com/feeds/6720280462398363630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8038987409167674434&amp;postID=6720280462398363630' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8038987409167674434/posts/default/6720280462398363630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8038987409167674434/posts/default/6720280462398363630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flarixsunny.blogspot.com/2008/03/lady-maclehose-trail-in-march-part-one.html' title='Mount Davis'/><author><name>Sunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15058388477370113984</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/_eFkC7heoXq4/R959SQmejII/AAAAAAAAALk/nOOFavMlpJ0/s72-c/HPIM1531.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8038987409167674434.post-2099350432968622948</id><published>2008-03-05T21:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T22:45:54.968+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Down, down, down...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;All&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; my emotions suddenly change so fast that I can't catch, or I should say the word Down to describe. The passion of everything has gone. There's no way to make me concentrate in class, or doing homework, though I don't worry about school things, no big deal about that. One serious problem comes, I can't go on practicing the violin like hanging at school, it won't work but I have no idea how to control that, it's my greatest pressure. This week, I have no improvement on the Lalo's finale, though teacher tells me to learn another sonatas of Bach, I want to play faster to reach the standard speed. It took me a week and still doesn't seems to be working. You always have consequences when you do something, like me, I've just lost my intonation after trying my best to play fast, and I sucked at last lesson. What can i do now!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What I've just typed is just a piece of rubbish, of course, if you can suggest anything to me, go on. If not, I'm not gonna kill you coz there's not much people will see the whole passage and I don't wanna lost anyone of you. Let me bring a news, first one is our school orchestra has joined the school festival and is going to perform next Tuesday. School festival, again, our school will never win, I am sure. I don't want to play in the orchestra anymore. The truth is, I have no idea how to get away with this without upset my music teacher, coz I may have somethings to beg her later, i guess. So at last I promise her that I will play in the competition, that's why I stay until now. Hopeless.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Second news is, again, about music, always about music. The Hong Kong Music Office is going to have a concert soon, 08MO Annual Gala, Celebration of the 30th Anniversary of the Music Office. It's on the 23rd this month and there are going to have two concert, Chinese instruments(3p.m.) and Western's (8p.m.) in Hong Kong Culture Centre Concert Hall. Please, don't go. It is going to been stupid because the pieces we play will be so easy ( HK Youth String with lead HKI, Kowloon, New T. Youth String to play, we can't play something difficult). You can actually forget about it, but it is good for someone want to write a concert report.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/R86wcgmaufI/AAAAAAAAALM/y3NFWCK9SRY/s320/poster.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174267025729174002" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/R86wcgmaufI/AAAAAAAAALM/y3NFWCK9SRY/s1600-h/poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am wishing if tomorrow I can grab my passion back, my shiny back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8038987409167674434-2099350432968622948?l=flarixsunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flarixsunny.blogspot.com/feeds/2099350432968622948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8038987409167674434&amp;postID=2099350432968622948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8038987409167674434/posts/default/2099350432968622948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8038987409167674434/posts/default/2099350432968622948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flarixsunny.blogspot.com/2008/03/down-down-down.html' title='Down, down, down...'/><author><name>Sunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15058388477370113984</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/R86wcgmaufI/AAAAAAAAALM/y3NFWCK9SRY/s72-c/poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8038987409167674434.post-6528797629686789159</id><published>2008-02-11T20:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T21:57:11.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bye-bye Windows</title><content type='html'>Once again, I have to say that Windows sucks! I can't take this anymore! Weeks ago I changed my HP notebook to a MacBook. Guess what, every times my computer got virus, I had to re-boot the computer again with the Windows dice. In this six years, this dice had been used for a hundred times, I can still memorize the serial number of it.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/R7BSofaugHI/AAAAAAAAALE/ADWQPF_6OgI/s320/vista.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165719628175802482" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Let's see, several years before when cLem and Lok went to US, I started to know what Mac is. When a kid saw a new thing, he would want that thing, no matter what... so half year later, I got a mac, a big one. It seems to be perfect to have a new toy. However, one big problem came - Why I can't open .exe file? No games! That's why I didn't change to Mac, until now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/R7BSoPaugGI/AAAAAAAAAK8/9RxIum15LyU/s320/apple.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165719623880835170" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Besides the design of the MacBook is simple and clean, the idea of the MacX is so creative too. Think about Windows Vista, it acts as a new theme of Windows XP, nothing special. Vista gives us the environment between Mac and Windows, but it is very hard to control, and also lower the performance. Hopeless.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've got a question for some Mac expert- how to browse a PC with a Mac.&lt;/div&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&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8038987409167674434-6528797629686789159?l=flarixsunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flarixsunny.blogspot.com/feeds/6528797629686789159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8038987409167674434&amp;postID=6528797629686789159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8038987409167674434/posts/default/6528797629686789159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8038987409167674434/posts/default/6528797629686789159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flarixsunny.blogspot.com/2008/02/bye-bye-windows.html' title='Bye-bye Windows'/><author><name>Sunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15058388477370113984</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/_eFkC7heoXq4/R7BSofaugHI/AAAAAAAAALE/ADWQPF_6OgI/s72-c/vista.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8038987409167674434.post-1141901073936354229</id><published>2007-12-10T17:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T22:26:09.256+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Other little adventures'/><title type='text'>Island day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Before&lt;/span&gt; the christmas, today is quite interesting. There was a news last month about a man was suicided in a horrible way, and until now, no one can find his head. How scary! You can guess what next, we went to an island for a trip today, which the dead body was. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, that doesn't stop our great day out from school. After a long ride, when we arrived to the island that far from Hong Kong, my sunshine followed to make sure we could have a blue sky to take photos. Let's see, i think i should post all photos afterwards rather than one by one. Right, my dad told me that he went there before, like few years ago. He stayed there for a night, and i couldn't find any place for "sleeping", he asked me to take pictures for him to see the changes after years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole trip actually was a boring one, so there's nothing i can describe; just being a supermodel and cameras were all facing me, nah, i'm not gonna post in here. The tour was all about some special rocks and stones in the island, they said the most special one was flied from the volcano in another island. "See, the nature power rules!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/R10Up7vTagI/AAAAAAAAAI8/ewPl5uHQIZw/s1600-h/HPIM1362.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142289060170263042" style="CURSOR: hand" height="131" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/R10Up7vTagI/AAAAAAAAAI8/ewPl5uHQIZw/s200/HPIM1362.JPG" width="178" border="0" /&gt;  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 184px; HEIGHT: 131px" height="125" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/R10UqLvTahI/AAAAAAAAAJE/K-pSm5U38f4/s200/HPIM1364.JPG" width="172" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/R10UqrvTaiI/AAAAAAAAAJM/OYrL2btYEUA/s1600-h/HPIM1387.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142289073055164962" style="CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-DECORATION: underline" height="129" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/R10UqrvTaiI/AAAAAAAAAJM/OYrL2btYEUA/s200/HPIM1387.JPG" width="178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/R10UrLvTajI/AAAAAAAAAJU/INA42QL099I/s1600-h/HPIM1388.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142289081645099570" style="CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-DECORATION: underline" height="127" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/R10UrLvTajI/AAAAAAAAAJU/INA42QL099I/s200/HPIM1388.JPG" width="180" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/R10UrrvTakI/AAAAAAAAAJc/qbFdx6dvom0/s1600-h/HPIM1390.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142289090235034178" style="CURSOR: hand" height="127" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/R10UrrvTakI/AAAAAAAAAJc/qbFdx6dvom0/s200/HPIM1390.JPG" width="178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/R10Wi7vTalI/AAAAAAAAAJk/mVB1M7HEFNg/s1600-h/H0011420.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142291138934434386" style="CURSOR: hand" height="127" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/R10Wi7vTalI/AAAAAAAAAJk/mVB1M7HEFNg/s200/H0011420.JPG" width="180" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/R10WjbvTamI/AAAAAAAAAJs/LaAsGIO_4y8/s1600-h/HPIM1393.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142291147524368994" style="CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-DECORATION: underline" height="123" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/R10WjbvTamI/AAAAAAAAAJs/LaAsGIO_4y8/s200/HPIM1393.JPG" width="178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/R10WjrvTanI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/58q4uU8Hzx0/s1600-h/HPIM1396.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142291151819336306" style="CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-DECORATION: underline" height="125" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/R10WjrvTanI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/58q4uU8Hzx0/s200/HPIM1396.JPG" width="180" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/R10WkLvTaoI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/WaR8EkZinCQ/s1600-h/HPIM1409.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142291160409270914" style="CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-DECORATION: underline" height="125" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/R10WkLvTaoI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/WaR8EkZinCQ/s200/HPIM1409.JPG" width="170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/R10WkbvTapI/AAAAAAAAAKE/zSDjZJpGCH4/s1600-h/HPIM1414.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142291164704238226" style="CURSOR: hand" height="125" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/R10WkbvTapI/AAAAAAAAAKE/zSDjZJpGCH4/s200/HPIM1414.JPG" width="182" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the place of emplacement to defence Hong Kong before, of course, they failed. So afterward, they went to another part of the island and built another emplacement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/R10YBrvTaqI/AAAAAAAAAKM/LvFtAUtYfG8/s1600-h/HPIM1441.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142292766727039650" style="CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-DECORATION: underline" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/R10YBrvTaqI/AAAAAAAAAKM/LvFtAUtYfG8/s200/HPIM1441.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/R10YCLvTarI/AAAAAAAAAKU/dX7-uhtrthE/s1600-h/HPIM1443.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142292775316974258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/R10YCLvTarI/AAAAAAAAAKU/dX7-uhtrthE/s200/HPIM1443.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The picture down shows us that the guards that time smoke too, see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/R10YzbvTasI/AAAAAAAAAKc/HvkiuCkN12E/s1600-h/HPIM1444.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142293621425531586" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/R10YzbvTasI/AAAAAAAAAKc/HvkiuCkN12E/s320/HPIM1444.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 231px" height="83" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/R10ZVLvTatI/AAAAAAAAAKk/Et0tzCmDLC4/s320/HPIM1452.JPG" width="172" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(東龍島一日遊 one day on a stupid island)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8038987409167674434-1141901073936354229?l=flarixsunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flarixsunny.blogspot.com/feeds/1141901073936354229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8038987409167674434&amp;postID=1141901073936354229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8038987409167674434/posts/default/1141901073936354229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8038987409167674434/posts/default/1141901073936354229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flarixsunny.blogspot.com/2007/12/island-day.html' title='Island day'/><author><name>Sunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15058388477370113984</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/_eFkC7heoXq4/R10Up7vTagI/AAAAAAAAAI8/ewPl5uHQIZw/s72-c/HPIM1362.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8038987409167674434.post-9197577422225731010</id><published>2007-11-26T20:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T22:22:43.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Violin goes pop?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Sometimes&lt;/strong&gt;, every single day are mostly like the same and it's really meaningless. Nothing for me to write about, talk about and think about. Anyway, i don't want a blank blog so i must find something new, interesting, even though i can't find any.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The school open day was over, and it was entirely the same as last year, yuk! The only thing was not the same is, i joined them. Well actually i should say, i became a sucker! a loser! The school orchestra now is worse than ever! i can't believe that we had just played two pieces for the long long day; one was the Symphonie No.5, man, we had already performed that last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/R0rL_g8JriI/AAAAAAAAAIc/ktpJAwWPZY0/s1600-h/banner.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137142617003896354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/R0rL_g8JriI/AAAAAAAAAIc/ktpJAwWPZY0/s200/banner.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what? That was Saturday and i went back school at 9:45, on the way, i saw another king's student crashed by a car; i didn't see the whole thingy, just heard a hard braking sound and a lying boy. The teachers ran there quickly and i went back to school soon. 45 minutes later, the shows started and surprisingly, the place we were going to play, was our school playground; With a big friendly sun, wearing a pair of long black trousers really felt warm~ &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it was hot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough about that! Let's come back to the topic- violin. As you know, i am a old-fashioned boy, with some old-fashioned classical music. Last music lesson, after hearing the creative edition of JS Bach by King Singer, there was another edition of making classical into popular one. My first impression is not quite good, though. It crushed the classical style, and replaced by modern one.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't so bad after all; Different period has different style. In addition, after that lesson, i changed my mind that not only classical music or original is the best, but some of the new things are also creative, energetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137153762444029506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/R0rWIQ8JrkI/AAAAAAAAAIs/JkOhnuhkTSU/s200/untitled2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/R0rWHQ8JrjI/AAAAAAAAAIk/lNrfH3IFlqQ/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137153745264160306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/R0rWHQ8JrjI/AAAAAAAAAIk/lNrfH3IFlqQ/s200/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/R0rWIg8JrlI/AAAAAAAAAI0/RNav9TZrX_E/s1600-h/untitled3.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8038987409167674434-9197577422225731010?l=flarixsunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flarixsunny.blogspot.com/feeds/9197577422225731010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8038987409167674434&amp;postID=9197577422225731010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8038987409167674434/posts/default/9197577422225731010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8038987409167674434/posts/default/9197577422225731010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flarixsunny.blogspot.com/2007/11/violin-goes-pop.html' title='Violin goes pop?'/><author><name>Sunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15058388477370113984</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/_eFkC7heoXq4/R0rL_g8JriI/AAAAAAAAAIc/ktpJAwWPZY0/s72-c/banner.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8038987409167674434.post-6690899619413782134</id><published>2007-11-09T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T21:41:06.492+08:00</updated><title type='text'>After the test</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;What&lt;/strong&gt; a busy week! Finally, i've just finished the uniform test and be able to take a rest. Once again i can get the mostly same result as last year, with only half day preparing one subject. Somehow i don't wanna go on like this, and a huge pressure making me to work. Since i have just lost the game with Max, the Kumon is going to have another student, giving $550 each month. Although no tutor would teach you the school works, they'll give you 100 pieces of Math practise to do within a week. I will surely improve very much but it takes me lots of time, according to the example to the one who win the game. So children, gambling is bad, gambling waste money, gambling makes human suffer, like doing Kumon. Just take a look to the logo below, see the boy face? The actual meaning of the boy face is, when you've finished all the Kumon's exercises, you will become the boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/RzRgnLnyR_I/AAAAAAAAAIE/76-xqeo5cZU/s1600-h/kuman.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130832101732665330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/RzRgnLnyR_I/AAAAAAAAAIE/76-xqeo5cZU/s320/kuman.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've just finished the Lalo 1st, and i'm going to post my recording to here too, no matter it may sounds bad or not, just try my best. I went to the violin shop before, i bought the new E-string, meanwhile, i bought a new set of strings; the shop keeper said it sounds quite concentrate. I changed the G,D,A by my own and listened to the difference; it is a hard string! The concentrated sound is course by the hardness of the strings, i think. Anyway, it really sounds different now and i like this more. The name of the strings are called " Infeld ".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/RzRisbnySAI/AAAAAAAAAIM/jpq9jf-tF94/s1600-h/infeld.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130834390950234114" style="CURSOR: hand" height="171" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/RzRisbnySAI/AAAAAAAAAIM/jpq9jf-tF94/s320/infeld.jpg" width="220" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8038987409167674434-6690899619413782134?l=flarixsunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flarixsunny.blogspot.com/feeds/6690899619413782134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8038987409167674434&amp;postID=6690899619413782134' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8038987409167674434/posts/default/6690899619413782134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8038987409167674434/posts/default/6690899619413782134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flarixsunny.blogspot.com/2007/11/after-test.html' title='After the test'/><author><name>Sunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15058388477370113984</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/RzRgnLnyR_I/AAAAAAAAAIE/76-xqeo5cZU/s72-c/kuman.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8038987409167674434.post-4617007216911689927</id><published>2007-10-24T21:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T22:11:38.509+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It hurts</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Maybe&lt;/strong&gt; somebody thought that piece was annoying, so i better post this quick. All right, after the third lesson of Lalo, the teacher finally wants me to finish the first movement in the next lesson, me too. She will teach me the forth movement, which is kind of easy for me because it is the Grade 8 exam piece the year after, and i've already tried at home; Not difficult, just require some practise and that's all. So i don't wanna play it, but just to show her that i am not weak, i'll probably shut up for a week. She also told me that the fifth movement is "fun to play". Yeah rigth, fun to play. I nearly told her that when i was hearing Heifetz playing that, my eyes almost drop by his skill, and the tempo was so fast that my mouth kept opening. I thought i might scare her so i didn't say anything, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, now i should be practising my violin, my recovered one. Man! For the second time, i killed it in my own hands. Maybe i played too hard or something; while i was playing the hardest part of the Lalo, i heard a sudden "pung" and the E string broke off. Well, you see... "IT HURTS"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/Rx9IB4ytC9I/AAAAAAAAAHM/hWTOim7JT9M/s1600-h/HPIM1304.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124894098233035730" style="WIDTH: 118px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 97px" height="145" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/Rx9IB4ytC9I/AAAAAAAAAHM/hWTOim7JT9M/s320/HPIM1304.JPG" width="210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/Rx9ICYytC-I/AAAAAAAAAHU/DKljf6E7N0g/s1600-h/HPIM1307.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124894106822970338" style="WIDTH: 128px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 97px" height="145" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/Rx9ICYytC-I/AAAAAAAAAHU/DKljf6E7N0g/s320/HPIM1307.JPG" width="178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/Rx9IC4ytC_I/AAAAAAAAAHc/bphQJs8wI1c/s1600-h/HPIM1309.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124894115412904946" style="WIDTH: 128px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 97px" height="99" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/Rx9IC4ytC_I/AAAAAAAAAHc/bphQJs8wI1c/s320/HPIM1309.JPG" width="208" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now what! I've no spare; all i can do is sit and wait to buy another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a trend of playing the dices, which of course i joined it. I bought a 3x3 dice month ago. And now, i can finally return it back within 3 minutes. "Haha, loser! I can get it within 48 seconds." laughed by a nerd today. I went " cool~ Dice-wolf ( it has a very similar sound with libidinous in Chinese) " The next thing he did was to hit me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/Rx9IDoytDBI/AAAAAAAAAHs/G5af5eAm6Bk/s1600-h/HPIM1311.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124894128297806866" style="WIDTH: 140px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 105px" height="131" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/Rx9IDoytDBI/AAAAAAAAAHs/G5af5eAm6Bk/s320/HPIM1311.JPG" width="164" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Continue with my musical side. On 21st October night, i watched a concert of Tafelmusik Baroque Orchestra-"Four Seasons" for the concert report. That orchestra is one of the world's top Baroque Orchestra, Miss Jeanne Lamon is the Music Director and also the concertmaster, surprisingly that she was using the violin made by Santo Seraphin, the most famous violin maker in Venice in1725, and Vivaldi might had used it to perform his own work "four seasons". The sound wasn't so special but their skill really impressed me, giving me a passion to play the violin, again.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/Rx9IDYytDAI/AAAAAAAAAHk/u5ilKBzo0cQ/s1600-h/HPIM1308.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124894124002839554" style="WIDTH: 154px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 117px" height="127" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/Rx9IDYytDAI/AAAAAAAAAHk/u5ilKBzo0cQ/s320/HPIM1308.JPG" width="166" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8038987409167674434-4617007216911689927?l=flarixsunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flarixsunny.blogspot.com/feeds/4617007216911689927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8038987409167674434&amp;postID=4617007216911689927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8038987409167674434/posts/default/4617007216911689927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8038987409167674434/posts/default/4617007216911689927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flarixsunny.blogspot.com/2007/10/it-hurt.html' title='It hurts'/><author><name>Sunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15058388477370113984</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/_eFkC7heoXq4/Rx9IB4ytC9I/AAAAAAAAAHM/hWTOim7JT9M/s72-c/HPIM1304.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8038987409167674434.post-1350504152884194797</id><published>2007-10-19T15:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T17:48:50.929+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our time has come</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;First of all, nice work Rabt. You made your mind and i'm not gonna ask you anything, but i just wanna tell you that you'll feel sorry about doing this. Actually, this has given me a great pressure to concentrate my thing. Also, you aren't so great at all, not for outside or inside. I thought you are kind before but surely not for now. I don't know why you're doing this and i don't wanna guess, you've just lost a friend. As you say, goodbye forever. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Return&lt;/strong&gt; to me, i've just increase my violin knowledge. Guess what, i told you the violin had recovered by putting on a new paint. I didn't notice that part, and i crushed the second lesson. It was very slippy and i realized that it is caused by my hand oil, so now i have to wash my hand and clean that part more often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The uniform test is coming, too fast. According the reason in the above, i think i have enough time to prepare it quite well. Just a little bit worrying the Physics, you know, that Mr. Chong... i think he is mudered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122958622760700818" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 144px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 190px" height="148" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/RxhnuYytC5I/AAAAAAAAAGs/C7DXSpWOXig/s320/Mendelssohn_Bartholdy.jpg" width="138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Max and i play pieces together again, it happened last year, but he gave up with an unacceptable reason; he felt bored to play together. Nah, i can't make him to play. After a long period of time for us to improve our skills, he suggested it few days before, and we've bought a concerto of F.Mendelssohn. I really wish he won't repeat the same thing this time, i'll try my best to keep him, maybe i'll use the last ditch- the tiger get back to the ground, which i've learnt from a cartoon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jean-Marie Leclair&lt;br /&gt;Sonata in D major (1st movement)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;performed by Sunny&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/RxnOKoytC8I/AAAAAAAAAHE/xD8Lj2fW45k/s1600-h/jean.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123352733254749122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/RxnOKoytC8I/AAAAAAAAAHE/xD8Lj2fW45k/s320/jean.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 29px" src="http://www.geocities.com/sunny_yeung_2005/jean1.wma" width="140" height="46" type="audio/x-ms-wma"&gt;&lt;/embed&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/8038987409167674434-1350504152884194797?l=flarixsunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flarixsunny.blogspot.com/feeds/1350504152884194797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8038987409167674434&amp;postID=1350504152884194797' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8038987409167674434/posts/default/1350504152884194797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8038987409167674434/posts/default/1350504152884194797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flarixsunny.blogspot.com/2007/10/our-time-has-come.html' title='Our time has come'/><author><name>Sunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15058388477370113984</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/RxhnuYytC5I/AAAAAAAAAGs/C7DXSpWOXig/s72-c/Mendelssohn_Bartholdy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8038987409167674434.post-1646404109444329249</id><published>2007-10-09T20:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T21:48:46.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Buddy is back</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Good&lt;/strong&gt; news, my injured violin is finally back! It took them more than two weeks to work on it. Boy, i miss my violin! Even though they were definitely working too slow, when i played my violin yesterday, it sounded perfect! FANTASTIC! Maybe i should send it to the shop more often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, a great success brought my confidence back; I did a great job in the Lalo this lesson, i'd only played 2 pages out of five, though. This Saturday will be my first time spending my halloween night in Ocean Park. i think it won't be too scary, yeah Sunny, you are brave, right? &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;well, not really...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sure, there is at least one gay ghost for me at school, right Desmond? You trick me! How Dare you! Also someone can make me not eat anything for a day, haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've to spend lots of time writing a post, but had no idea at all. Thanks to Lok for helping and improving me; actually this blog has been inspired by his. I hate school, i mean, i can never concentrate in class; i am not over-active, though. I'd rather secretly studying an english book than listening to the teacher. i think it may help me more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/Rwt-JoytC4I/AAAAAAAAAGk/7XpxD_OAVJY/s1600-h/200px-Mia_Thermopolis_a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119324105470708610" style="WIDTH: 118px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 157px" height="189" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/Rwt-JoytC4I/AAAAAAAAAGk/7XpxD_OAVJY/s320/200px-Mia_Thermopolis_a.jpg" width="138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Princess Diaries is kind of easy for me to read, cuz it is all written in a diary form so that i can understand the setting more quickly. It is about a girl, Mia, who found out that she was actually a princess of Genovia one day. Although she did't wanna be a princess at first, it was a fact that could never change... I found this book on NET. It is actually a series of books; there are like eight volumes of Princess Diaries and i've only read one, i'll probably go to the public library and check for the second one, maybe i am talking too much about this book...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/Rwt-JoytC4I/AAAAAAAAAGk/7XpxD_OAVJY/s1600-h/200px-Mia_Thermopolis_a.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8038987409167674434-1646404109444329249?l=flarixsunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flarixsunny.blogspot.com/feeds/1646404109444329249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8038987409167674434&amp;postID=1646404109444329249' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8038987409167674434/posts/default/1646404109444329249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8038987409167674434/posts/default/1646404109444329249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flarixsunny.blogspot.com/2007/10/buddy-is-back.html' title='Buddy is back'/><author><name>Sunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15058388477370113984</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/Rwt-JoytC4I/AAAAAAAAAGk/7XpxD_OAVJY/s72-c/200px-Mia_Thermopolis_a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8038987409167674434.post-3920138157307567078</id><published>2007-10-04T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T22:30:21.994+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Swimming Gala</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt; nearly forget about this blog, and now i have to slap myself for a thousand timesto make sure that i keep it in mind all the time, like when someone ask me what I did to my face. I have been kind of busy with my violin even though the exam was over. I'm gonna learn a new Lalo piece; it was a Spanish Symphony. It is a new challenge for me to play a strong rhythm, a whole new style for me and being nervous will not help. This  fast piece is much more difficult than i thought so i'm practising so hard on it. My neighbors may knock my door and share their feeling of it every minute. The exam had taught me that i have to be much more confidence than i am now so that i can finish this piece more effectively. Nothing can change my mind now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've promised you guys that after exam, i'll post some piece here. Yeah soon, cuz i have just changed my notebook into a notebook with audio driver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh god! My mom is killing me, i have to sleep in 5 minutes, so i better be fast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The swimming gala is going to be like last year and i hate it more and more as my age increases, it is a waste of time to watch them play water for about 8 hours. No mobile playing, no reading, no games, only watching. I love going to school in this case... just for one time. Before my eyes are damaged from looking at the pool too much, i have to express my feeling for this stinky day. Mom is killing me again, see ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey good, yeah perfect! I can still see, nothing serious has damaged me, cool~ About the swimming gala, it was better than i had thought.  Still, no reading and no games; i hate this. I just don't understand why they are doing this to me; maybe they just think that we really LIKE swimming gala or something, or maybe we have to be polite, enjoy it. Oh shut up Mr.! We're not swimming maniacs. Our school is actually not good at swimming and not really supporting it - "Students who are good at sports, go and get prize ; otherwise, get lost and be a nerd!" that's their opinion on something not related to academics. At least i understand they're trying to say that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8038987409167674434-3920138157307567078?l=flarixsunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flarixsunny.blogspot.com/feeds/3920138157307567078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8038987409167674434&amp;postID=3920138157307567078' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8038987409167674434/posts/default/3920138157307567078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8038987409167674434/posts/default/3920138157307567078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flarixsunny.blogspot.com/2007/10/before-swimming-gala.html' title='Swimming Gala'/><author><name>Sunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15058388477370113984</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8038987409167674434.post-2855078043013606154</id><published>2007-09-29T10:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-29T23:16:04.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whole day off</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do&lt;/strong&gt; you still remember the "celebration" of my exam &amp;amp; mid-autumn festival? Well, i did have dinner with my dad. We went to Mongkok and were looking for a better GO set: i wanna buy a real wooden board rather than a plastic chess board. You know what? Besides reversi (or othello), GO is my second favourite, though i'm still a beginner. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After walking and walking for a long way, my legs were getting tired and my stomach was trying to call for help. The one who always wants to have a lot of chaffy dish in teahouse certainly suggested having chaffy dish. All right, whatever, eating is just a process to make yourself warm and to help your stomach shut up. Yeah, we really had chaffy dish at last and ordered eight dishes; my dad is a crazy guy as usual. " A special father must have a special son", it's right, we had eaten a FAMILY SET in KFC for 4 times, which means we had to put a chicken, two potato, two corn into our stomachs within an hour for 4 times, this is my idea, haha. And now I have successfully turned my dad into a KFC hater, as well as me... Then, we ordered nine dishes and ate them all except for two noodles which cost $20, i've taken several photos of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/Rv3IdIytC0I/AAAAAAAAAF4/oJ-C04ft03s/s1600-h/HPIM1255[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115465154664663874" style="WIDTH: 196px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 142px" height="142" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/Rv3IdIytC0I/AAAAAAAAAF4/oJ-C04ft03s/s320/HPIM1255%5B1%5D.jpg" width="219" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/Rv3IdoytC1I/AAAAAAAAAGA/6YZPwDFadgo/s1600-h/HPIM1257[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115465163254598482" style="WIDTH: 199px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 141px" height="114" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/Rv3IdoytC1I/AAAAAAAAAGA/6YZPwDFadgo/s320/HPIM1257%5B1%5D.jpg" width="203" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/Rv3IeIytC2I/AAAAAAAAAGI/m2eTh6X_914/s1600-h/HPIM1261[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115465171844533090" style="WIDTH: 201px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 141px" height="159" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/Rv3IeIytC2I/AAAAAAAAAGI/m2eTh6X_914/s320/HPIM1261%5B1%5D.jpg" width="162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Three days later, i've finally got a stomachache that would give me a whole day off, but that's not cool cuz it was a lot of pain. No one knows what shits i've eaten, except for my dad and people reading this post. Well, i forgot to post the photo of the murderer - homemade meatballs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/Rv3IeoytC3I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/6KjfJ5XNLNQ/s1600-h/HPIM1260[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115465180434467698" style="WIDTH: 206px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 141px" height="153" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/Rv3IeoytC3I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/6KjfJ5XNLNQ/s320/HPIM1260%5B1%5D.jpg" width="242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Yes, it's them. Firstly, they were tasteless; actually, they tasted just like human balls! I am an ogre, haha. Secondly, the first ball i ate was not hot at all cuz i've just put it into the hot water for 10 seconds, i think that is why i got sick. Never mind, i am getting better and taking a rest now, or other word, lazying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8038987409167674434-2855078043013606154?l=flarixsunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flarixsunny.blogspot.com/feeds/2855078043013606154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8038987409167674434&amp;postID=2855078043013606154' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8038987409167674434/posts/default/2855078043013606154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8038987409167674434/posts/default/2855078043013606154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flarixsunny.blogspot.com/2007/09/whole-day-off.html' title='Whole day off'/><author><name>Sunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15058388477370113984</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/Rv3IdIytC0I/AAAAAAAAAF4/oJ-C04ft03s/s72-c/HPIM1255%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8038987409167674434.post-7065119925805654817</id><published>2007-09-24T20:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T22:48:37.537+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How a freak spends his day</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I've&lt;/strong&gt; never ever thought about it! How do i spend my days to celebrate my stupid examination is over? I hate this feeling, just hanging around with nothing to do, and when you look around, you'll find that nothing is changing in the entire world except for you, and you'll figure out that it's silly to have a celebration after that silly exam. It may sound funny to someone but not me, and also not my violin, who is in the hospital the last few daysto check if there is anything on him I can spend money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only my violin, the sun is not satisfied with me, there is a typhoon that brings heavy rain to me these days. Sorry for the people in HongKong, especially the tourists, for not being able to see the moon clearly on the mid-autumn festival this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sunny, this is life, this is destiny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life, is something that can't tell you all the things that are happening, you'll suddenly feel bored and play a video game that is older than PS2, something like Dreamcast."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;if the joke keeps on talking many times, it's not funny at all, but later when you hear it again, you'll start thinking why this joke will make you laugh, and suddenly it makes another new joke "( i copy the MEANING of the phrase in Big Fish)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To continue on the word “life”, tonight i've just understand another example of it. You'll never know that there is an electric shock in your mom's room that can cut the house’s power supply. Not me, mom did it, but what i can't believe is that she thinks that i have damaged it before. Poor me, sitting on the sofa like a prisoner for about 10mins, i'll take the photo later and post it cuz im still sitting on the sofa. What an updated post. &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/RvfHjIytCzI/AAAAAAAAAFc/z4na3_asgxk/s1600-h/HPIM1254[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113775308371987250" style="WIDTH: 176px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 149px" height="158" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/RvfHjIytCzI/AAAAAAAAAFc/z4na3_asgxk/s320/HPIM1254%5B1%5D.jpg" width="190" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's time of destiny, everything is destiny. That the weather affects your performance, sickness, mood is destiny. It sounds kind of unbelievable but it's true. Some other days i'll tell you about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone there?! haha, it's good that there is only few visitors, so that i can post many meaningless articles, maybe it's good for improving my english and increase the speed of typing, whatever, mom's gonna be crazy, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/RvfHjIytCzI/AAAAAAAAAFc/z4na3_asgxk/s1600-h/HPIM1254[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8038987409167674434-7065119925805654817?l=flarixsunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flarixsunny.blogspot.com/feeds/7065119925805654817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8038987409167674434&amp;postID=7065119925805654817' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8038987409167674434/posts/default/7065119925805654817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8038987409167674434/posts/default/7065119925805654817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flarixsunny.blogspot.com/2007/09/how-freak-spend-his-day.html' title='How a freak spends his day'/><author><name>Sunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15058388477370113984</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/RvfHjIytCzI/AAAAAAAAAFc/z4na3_asgxk/s72-c/HPIM1254%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8038987409167674434.post-8672387410968091632</id><published>2007-09-21T16:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T21:46:43.549+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh man!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Ever&lt;/strong&gt; seen a jerk teaching others how to perform, when he actually can't do it? Well, that's me. I'm kind of sad to tell you that this is my worst exam i ever had! Pieces should be my best part, but three strings of my violin went out of tune. Guess what, the pianist couldn't heard a big different but i could, so i'm very worry about it now, if i can get distintion or what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's enough, i won't think about future cuz it's useless to plan such thing. I'm not gonna give up, but i'm not going to think about the word 'violinist' now, i wanna make sure it is still my favourite for a long long time, so i must learn but not plan. That's cool, i wanna tell you guys that i'm still ok and i'm gonna give up so easy cuz im strong, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After these celebrating days, i'll get back in it, i prefer posting about my daily life later so wait for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Share from the jerk:&lt;br /&gt;Heifetz is a great great violinist in the world, there is a piece writen by lalo that im gonna learn soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/RvOWw4ytChI/AAAAAAAAACg/Kab3URQhObA/s1600-h/HPIM1194.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112595768618584594" style="WIDTH: 113px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 98px" height="104" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/RvOWw4ytChI/AAAAAAAAACg/Kab3URQhObA/s320/HPIM1194.jpg" width="132" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/RvOWxIytCiI/AAAAAAAAACo/rYKBHG7xUEY/s1600-h/HPIM1203.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112595772913551906" style="CURSOR: hand" height="98" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/RvOWxIytCiI/AAAAAAAAACo/rYKBHG7xUEY/s320/HPIM1203.jpg" width="117" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/RvOWxoytCjI/AAAAAAAAACw/YqV3qBpnRjc/s1600-h/HPIM1206.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112595781503486514" style="WIDTH: 133px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 98px" height="109" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/RvOWxoytCjI/AAAAAAAAACw/YqV3qBpnRjc/s320/HPIM1206.jpg" width="146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/RvOWxoytCjI/AAAAAAAAACw/YqV3qBpnRjc/s1600-h/HPIM1206.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/RvOWxoytCjI/AAAAAAAAACw/YqV3qBpnRjc/s1600-h/HPIM1206.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/RvOWx4ytCkI/AAAAAAAAAC4/UGt40_5X-38/s1600-h/HPIM1213.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8038987409167674434-8672387410968091632?l=flarixsunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flarixsunny.blogspot.com/feeds/8672387410968091632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8038987409167674434&amp;postID=8672387410968091632' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8038987409167674434/posts/default/8672387410968091632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8038987409167674434/posts/default/8672387410968091632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flarixsunny.blogspot.com/2007/09/oh-man.html' title='oh man!'/><author><name>Sunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15058388477370113984</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/_eFkC7heoXq4/RvOWw4ytChI/AAAAAAAAACg/Kab3URQhObA/s72-c/HPIM1194.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8038987409167674434.post-6284031677646092896</id><published>2007-09-13T21:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T22:39:02.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tips in performance</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Sometimes&lt;/strong&gt; people are just being too nervous in examinations, performances or competitions, and i'm one of those people. Although i usually did well in those, i'm sure that was luck, and i can't continue trusting luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Practise makes perfect, surely we'll make it perfect. Besides it, we've to make anything under control, including your emotion. I've thought about it for few months, it will really affect your performance, and also the impression of the judge or audiences. A very common example is that, when you think about nervous before perform, mostly you'll get a bad luck. Nervous must affect the result, but how to stop thinking about it? Smile, always have a nice smile on your face, it'll let you feel relax and give the judge a good impression. Be yourself all the time. Don't speak too much before or after the performance until you get home, cuz you may do something wrong very easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you go to the stage, make sure you "walk" but not run, it shows other people feel that you're fully confidence. Then face the judge for a second and take a bow. Hold a second, stop thinking about others and get start. Enjoy your music during your perform, and move your body to relax yourself. Also, i've to notice you that "don't rush" cuz you may do easily! When you finish your perform, take your time, it's still your show so smile at the judge nicely and take another bow slowly, and then again 'walk' away. i'm sure if you do all these correctly, more marks you'll get.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8038987409167674434-6284031677646092896?l=flarixsunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flarixsunny.blogspot.com/feeds/6284031677646092896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8038987409167674434&amp;postID=6284031677646092896' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8038987409167674434/posts/default/6284031677646092896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8038987409167674434/posts/default/6284031677646092896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flarixsunny.blogspot.com/2007/09/tips-in-big-days-sometimes-people-are.html' title='Tips in performance'/><author><name>Sunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15058388477370113984</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8038987409167674434.post-8858791527904824228</id><published>2007-09-10T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T17:26:32.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Violin tips</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Ever&lt;/strong&gt; thought that your piece is not touching eonugh? In some of the piece(mostly in romantic period), ways of vibrato is quite important. If you play in a wrong way, it may become a boring, or ugly piece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually in some expressive pieces, you need to have quite bigger, slower vibrato. To play a bigger vibrato, all you have to do is to relax your left hand, and vib. it bigger but slower, always notice your hand in the first time. But if you don't know how to vib, don't try this now, you may crush your piece with a bad intonation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/RuZVxf6tRAI/AAAAAAAAAAc/3DCcEcNOgZM/s1600-h/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108865136168092674" style="CURSOR: hand" height="108" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/RuZVxf6tRAI/AAAAAAAAAAc/3DCcEcNOgZM/s320/003.JPG" width="143" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In some allegro of baroque music like Handel's, usually there are quite many half notes with staccato that you need to vib. Actually they are quite easy to get it, at least i think so. Nothing special, just vib. with the beat in your heart is enough, all the vib. should sound powerful but light, that's all. Actually, maybe someone has already known that, but never mind, i'm just sharing these things to you guys, or having a review.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/RuZV7_6tRBI/AAAAAAAAAAk/ivjWWITqWQQ/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108865316556719122" style="WIDTH: 148px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 115px" height="133" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/RuZV7_6tRBI/AAAAAAAAAAk/ivjWWITqWQQ/s320/001.JPG" width="120" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/RuZV7_6tRCI/AAAAAAAAAAs/TUDeLKeo6QE/s1600-h/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8038987409167674434-8858791527904824228?l=flarixsunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flarixsunny.blogspot.com/feeds/8858791527904824228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8038987409167674434&amp;postID=8858791527904824228' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8038987409167674434/posts/default/8858791527904824228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8038987409167674434/posts/default/8858791527904824228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flarixsunny.blogspot.com/2007/09/violin-tips-ever-think-that-your-piece.html' title='Violin tips'/><author><name>Sunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15058388477370113984</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eFkC7heoXq4/RuZVxf6tRAI/AAAAAAAAAAc/3DCcEcNOgZM/s72-c/003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8038987409167674434.post-9157549343467469521</id><published>2007-09-09T13:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T17:28:48.825+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My first post</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; know it's not good to create a blog at this time, cuz 19thSept will be my violin grade 8 examination day, but i can't wait to start this interesting blog, so, here i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well actually, i dislike exams and i have a best excuse for it. When you prepare the exam, you'll have to practise three pieces, many scales and also the aual tranning, usually i'll have to prepare them for few months, it's kind of wasting time for me. I've experienced this , when i had the grade 7 exam last year and having grade 8 exam this year, nothing change in my skill, i am sure i can learn more. Anyway, i've to do my best in it but i would make a careful plan for my diploma exam later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the examination, maybe i'll start recording some pieces and share with you guys, please give me some comment or ideas afterward so that i can make sure my songs can be improved and somebody will listen to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a form 3 student, this year should be a important year to work hard at school, unfortunately, those teachers of my class are mostly new to our school and they are totally "reading" the books, not teaching us. Although we've to self-study the subjects, and some of them are actually new like Phys.Chem.Bio., i've nothing to nervous or feeling any exciting for this, all i care is to finish the secondary life and go to study music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes im just thinking too far, maybe i should stop here, after the exam, if i can still remember this blog(sure will), i'll paste my picture here and update this blog quite often.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8038987409167674434-9157549343467469521?l=flarixsunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flarixsunny.blogspot.com/feeds/9157549343467469521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8038987409167674434&amp;postID=9157549343467469521' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8038987409167674434/posts/default/9157549343467469521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8038987409167674434/posts/default/9157549343467469521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flarixsunny.blogspot.com/2007/09/this-is-my-first-post-in-this-blog-i.html' title='My first post'/><author><name>Sunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15058388477370113984</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>
