<?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-254665259581296417</id><updated>2012-02-16T11:26:44.239-08:00</updated><title type='text'>学习飞翔的日子</title><subtitle type='html'>纪录在澳洲上学的点点滴滴
经历着人生的高潮、低潮；学着从跌倒爬回起来，然后飞上蓝天。</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charsiufan.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/254665259581296417/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charsiufan.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>KahWai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14960008730679615680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_--DnkZy4gyE/SRIqrWT46mI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VV6BnMqesG8/S220/P191008_20.32.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>19</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-254665259581296417.post-3573446959101474598</id><published>2009-03-31T21:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T21:17:13.152-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Horoscopes? lol</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;TAURUS MAN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A quiet simple man who can do something unexpected to shock you. Taurus man&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mostly medium tall, strong with good health, good strong body. When he&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;talks, he likes to turn his head to one side on one direction. His body will&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;be quite straight, facial structure tend to be square shape more than other&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;shape. His eyes sparkle with liveliness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even when he is in love, he is still a free wild bird. He is a sand in your&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;palm, the more you want to hold it, it will slip out. If you stand and hold&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it still, it will stay that way. Don't set the rules and draw a line for&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;him, he will not stay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When you are with him, he will think only of you. But an hour later he could&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;change his mind. He is very patient with other people, but very impatient&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;with himself. His world always turning and it will not stop just because he&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;loves you. If he up sets, he will show it right away. If something has gone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wrong, he will blame his own carelessness instead of blaming other people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He sincere to his friends even to some friends he does not like. He likes to&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;do odd things and surprise other people. He could be fully dress in a nice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;suit and jump in the pool. He could slap your back so hard just to make you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;turn around to see he has flowers in his hand. He never want to get too&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;close with anyone for he thinks living in reality is living by yourself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He does not care what people think when he behave weird. He could be walking&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bare feet and laughing at people who laugh at him and think they are so&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;narrow minded. He does not likes to follow conformity, but always want to&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;search for new ventures, new mystery. He will interest in a life of a&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;millionaire as much as a life of an old man selling newspaper on a sidewalk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;vendor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He like to search and analyze people and things. He will analyze his friends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;or his girl friend, and once the mystery is gone, he will search for new&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;puzzle to solve. He can not easily understand thing, so he will gradually&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;learning about you till he fills up all his questions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He knows so many people ,but he has a few friends. He looks for quality&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;friends than quantity friends. He will be close with some friends shortly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and move on. He always feel lonely even surround by many people. He could&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;create his own little world, and sometimes no one would understand him. He&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;looks only for future and he thinks he lives for the future. He may wonder&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;how many people think like he does, but he does not want to be like the&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;others.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A man with a conflict personality. He is a cool, understanding, able to work&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, and very artistic. Taurus man could be an artist. He could shock you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as much as he is able to clam you down when you up set. He is a free spirit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;who likes venture, but when he wants to be alone, do not touch him but to&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;let him be. He won't disappear from the crowds too long, he will be back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He will give you straight forward opinion or comments, but will never advice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what he thinks you should do. He does not like people to tell him what he&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;should do too. He thinks each individual dreams and thoughts should be very&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;private. He will use his brain not his body strength, so he will let other&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;guys compete. He has a certain satisfactory in life and hate to force&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;himself in competition. He may seems careless, but actually he is a thinker&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and a stubborn one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He sees anythings in details and not easily trusted people till he thinks he&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;knows them well. You can just smile and he will think why and what are you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;smiling about, and if you are pretending. Once he trust you and accept you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as a friend, no one can says other wise to change that for he will not&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;listen to gossip. He will be honest and sincere to his friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He hates lies, so he will not tell you lies. If he finds it is necessary to&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lie, he will find other ways not to tell you or avoid telling you anything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If he really has to lie, you will never be able to tell that he is lying. He&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;can really keep secrets, so you will hardly know that he is a lonely soul.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you want this kind of guy, you have to be an interesting person. He has&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to be curious about you. Hell for him is 'No Freedom', so if he marry you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then you should know it is the biggest decision in his life. Always be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;interesting, then you could have him beside you.&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/254665259581296417-3573446959101474598?l=charsiufan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charsiufan.blogspot.com/feeds/3573446959101474598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=254665259581296417&amp;postID=3573446959101474598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/254665259581296417/posts/default/3573446959101474598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/254665259581296417/posts/default/3573446959101474598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charsiufan.blogspot.com/2009/03/horoscopes-lol.html' title='Horoscopes? lol'/><author><name>KahWai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14960008730679615680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_--DnkZy4gyE/SRIqrWT46mI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VV6BnMqesG8/S220/P191008_20.32.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-254665259581296417.post-4855796120126291723</id><published>2009-03-30T19:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T20:09:20.389-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Exiled</title><content type='html'>And the school decided that they gonna kick us out from the apartments. That was pretty random. It was just like any other normal day, and got a talon message from Sofia, said that she need to see me concerning the accommodation. Seems like they said they're not gonna rent the apartment to us anymore, even though we paid full rental for 10 months since the beginning of our course.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Guess what the school told us? They said that the school had a new policy that they're only going to rent the apartments to students for a maximum 3 months cuz there're students who exceeded the 10 months rental and didn't pay the follow up rental, and some even didn't pay fully for the 10 months period. What does that have anything to do with us?! I mean, WE PAID EVERY FUCKING THING the school wants us to pay! Heck, we even cleared all our installments for the course fees. I understand the school is low on cash (it's been awhile since it's low on cash though), but that's not our problem, cuz we paid everything already. However, the school doesn't seems to give a damn about that and gonna kick us out anyways, of cuz they gonna pay us back the rental in the end though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fine, nevermind, since we can't win an argument against the school, we might as well save ourselves the hassle and find ourselves a new unit directly from the rental company. So me and my roomates, 4 of us, gonna rent a new unit together. That includes me, Jag, Chin and Daxmin. A lil overview on our status, me and Jag been here for a bout half a year, and Chin just passed his 3 months mark, while Dax been here just a lil over a month. And so, they decided it would be best that they terminate the contract with the school for the rental and find a new place to rent with us. While we gang up and went to talk to Sofia about the decision we made, somehow Claude (fat bastard) decided to &lt;s&gt;say something&lt;/s&gt; yell at us. Seems like Chin and Dax must stay until their 3 months period ends before they can move out, or else they can't get the rental back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WTF?? I mean seriously WHAT THE FUCK!? Claude (fat bastard, oh wait, i already mentioned that) &lt;s&gt;said&lt;/s&gt; yell that that's the new contract. So our old contract said that we can stay for 10 months, but the school can withdraw that contract and make a new one said that we can only stay for 3 months, without notice; but then when we decided to withdraw the contract of 3 months and they say we are infringing the contract. Talk about pile of bullshits. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No choice, we had to take this problem directly to the boss, Chief Flying Instructor Mr. Barry Diamond a.k.a. The Boss. Surprisingly, the boss gave us a different story, and he said we can stay till the end of our 10 months period. Boss said they just don't want to collect rent after the 10 months period since it's a pain in the ass. And everything is settled. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Funny part is, we always get different stories from Sofia (and the accountant gang) and the boss. And moral of the story is the boss is always right. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh and between that period of time, some guys from the new indian batch decided to throw eggs off the balcony to other people's unit and say "oh, its the Malaysian who did that". Anyways, FUCK YOU. We don't have the extra money to do that, and even if we decided to throw something of the balcony, it would be jackass like you. Stop being childish and start behaving like an evolved human being, not some like some apes. Heck, even apes know not to waste food.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/254665259581296417-4855796120126291723?l=charsiufan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charsiufan.blogspot.com/feeds/4855796120126291723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=254665259581296417&amp;postID=4855796120126291723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/254665259581296417/posts/default/4855796120126291723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/254665259581296417/posts/default/4855796120126291723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charsiufan.blogspot.com/2009/03/exiled.html' title='Exiled'/><author><name>KahWai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14960008730679615680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_--DnkZy4gyE/SRIqrWT46mI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VV6BnMqesG8/S220/P191008_20.32.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-254665259581296417.post-6106257097245546318</id><published>2009-03-21T02:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T02:13:41.561-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lazy to update</title><content type='html'>Been slogging for exam lately, no time to update, will update after exams.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meanwhile, found an awsome singer on youtube:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pN0nVI9xzvM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pN0nVI9xzvM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/254665259581296417-6106257097245546318?l=charsiufan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charsiufan.blogspot.com/feeds/6106257097245546318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=254665259581296417&amp;postID=6106257097245546318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/254665259581296417/posts/default/6106257097245546318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/254665259581296417/posts/default/6106257097245546318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charsiufan.blogspot.com/2009/03/lazy-to-update.html' title='Lazy to update'/><author><name>KahWai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14960008730679615680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_--DnkZy4gyE/SRIqrWT46mI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VV6BnMqesG8/S220/P191008_20.32.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-254665259581296417.post-3003051940211164245</id><published>2009-03-07T20:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T21:07:05.177-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 Weeks of Scorcher, 2 Weeks of Rain</title><content type='html'>Ah summer... Should be filled with sunny days and beach and bikinis right? Too bad my summer wasn't so perfect. The sun is there, that for sure, and it was there for too bloody long. It scorched the land to a 40-ish degrees EVERYDAY for 2 WEEKS. It's so hot that the aircraft performance dropped till climbing at 500ft per minute is considered superb; and the cockpit is like a goddamn oven, I had to turn back halfway till the training area cuz it's so hot it's hard to concentrate, and the sweat dripping into my eyes doesn't help much. For that 2 weeks, the school decided to close down by afternoon since it will be too hot to fly. The weather gets worse each passing day and it was so dry and hot, the Victoria Bushfire burned like hell just south of my town. And up north, there was flood. Basically my part of town was sanwiched between the fire and water. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_--DnkZy4gyE/SbNKAj6kxpI/AAAAAAAAAEg/XEDosp9hDHU/s1600-h/13022009932.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_--DnkZy4gyE/SbNKAj6kxpI/AAAAAAAAAEg/XEDosp9hDHU/s320/13022009932.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310669759101322898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Suddenly, a change came. It was the usual 40-ish day in the afternoon and the wind started to pick up. The temperature dropped from 40-ish to 24~26, and clouds covered the sky like a giant veil, shielding us from the heat of the sun. Then it rained, and stopped, and rained again, and stopped again; this sequence was repeated for 2 weeks. For 2 weeks we didn't see the sun. lol talk about a 180 degree turnaround. The temp remained around 20-ish and damn it's cold. It was like we all hoped for some clouds to block out the sun for a day or so and the wishes all got stacked up and came true together, and blocked it for 2 weeks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That 2 weeks felt like house arrest, since we don't need to go to school cuz flying is impossible for this kind of weather. Seen "Disturbia"? Yeah, that's basically us this 2 weeks. Other than hardcore studying my CPL papers, we also found some time to screw around with a new found "Devil's Stake" during that 2 weeks. That's me with it, posing for the cam lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_--DnkZy4gyE/SbNL9zosJiI/AAAAAAAAAEo/1oWRIWn62XY/s1600-h/13022009933.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_--DnkZy4gyE/SbNL9zosJiI/AAAAAAAAAEo/1oWRIWn62XY/s320/13022009933.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310671910804923938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Stop watching porn and study or face the devine punishment!!* Yeah, it got so bored we had fun from doing stupid things and taking pictures from it. Did I mentioned it was COLD this 2 weeks? Note the long sleeves and long pants we're wearing, it was THAT cold. What's happening to the planet?? Cold on summer?! That's just insane. We had to turn on our heater quite a few times during that week. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Other than posing and looking stupid for the camera, we found something productive to do. We kinda gathered the Malaysian students together and make a nice dinner for the night. So basically we all get together and everyone provide 1 dish for the meal, and gathered at one of our rooms to just eat, chill and chat. It was nice once in a while to all get together, just sit down and talk about anything (but mostly bitching and moaning about how suck the school is and the shit we're getting from our instructors), have a couple of beers and some nice food. One thing about beers, it still sucked; and after that day of uber hang over from the whiskey shots, my body kinda rejects the smell of whiskey since then, so no more alcohol for me =/ The dinner got well and now it became a weekly routine for us to make dinner and gather around on every friday night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And here are some pics from the boring week: &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/_--DnkZy4gyE/SbNPnbbxLMI/AAAAAAAAAEw/WIZHDyPDV7g/s1600-h/P110209_19.48.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_--DnkZy4gyE/SbNPnbbxLMI/AAAAAAAAAEw/WIZHDyPDV7g/s320/P110209_19.48.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310675924397665474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Twin yolk egg, lucky sign?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_--DnkZy4gyE/SbNPoHa3btI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/XuNw3m0A9oM/s1600-h/P310109_19.38.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_--DnkZy4gyE/SbNPoHa3btI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/XuNw3m0A9oM/s320/P310109_19.38.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310675936205041362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Basa fillet, grilled with butter, lemon juice, soy sauce, wine vinegar, pepper, chives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Basically we just put everything in which we could get our hands on)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_--DnkZy4gyE/SbNPnp_AgvI/AAAAAAAAAFA/bDwwRGfBCmg/s1600-h/P130209_18.46%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_--DnkZy4gyE/SbNPnp_AgvI/AAAAAAAAAFA/bDwwRGfBCmg/s320/P130209_18.46%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310675928303567602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Feud between chefs? lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_--DnkZy4gyE/SbNPn4Ydk9I/AAAAAAAAAFI/0g8RWVl5zUM/s1600-h/P130209_20.47%5B02%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_--DnkZy4gyE/SbNPn4Ydk9I/AAAAAAAAAFI/0g8RWVl5zUM/s320/P130209_20.47%5B02%5D.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310675932168426450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And they made up with a candle light dinner, how sweet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_--DnkZy4gyE/SbNPnfdfJ_I/AAAAAAAAAE4/I61kbLJK0Js/s1600-h/P130209_17.58.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_--DnkZy4gyE/SbNPnfdfJ_I/AAAAAAAAAE4/I61kbLJK0Js/s320/P130209_17.58.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310675925478615026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;He ain't drunk, still sober.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&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;KW&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/254665259581296417-3003051940211164245?l=charsiufan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charsiufan.blogspot.com/feeds/3003051940211164245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=254665259581296417&amp;postID=3003051940211164245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/254665259581296417/posts/default/3003051940211164245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/254665259581296417/posts/default/3003051940211164245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charsiufan.blogspot.com/2009/03/2-weeks-of-scorcher-2-weeks-of-rain.html' title='2 Weeks of Scorcher, 2 Weeks of Rain'/><author><name>KahWai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14960008730679615680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_--DnkZy4gyE/SRIqrWT46mI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VV6BnMqesG8/S220/P191008_20.32.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_--DnkZy4gyE/SbNKAj6kxpI/AAAAAAAAAEg/XEDosp9hDHU/s72-c/13022009932.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-254665259581296417.post-2463239852840199365</id><published>2009-03-05T16:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T18:58:06.593-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Big Move</title><content type='html'>Finally our school decided to kick those people who are over their 10 months period stay in the accommodation out of the joint. To be honest, I'm damn glad that the school did so. It's not because that I hate those people who are staying there, but the fact that they didn't pay the rents and causing the school getting low on cash affect us, a lot. Also the fact that I finally get my own room too. Yes, a ROOM, not a friggin study corner or sharing a stupid loft; my own private room, with doors and windows. FINALLY, after 5 months.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whenever we need to move, there's always a big fuss and a lot of cleaning to do. Since the school's giving up our old apartment back to the renting agent, we need to clean it until it's spotless. Sofia (school's accountant/student's welfare manager) said she'll be here to inspect the apartments herself so we had no choice but to really clean everything up. We decided to start cleaning the apartment few days ahead just to give ourselves more time to do the job. We divided the jobs among ourselves, and I got the bathroom, which is a hell of a place to clean. My job was simple, scrub the mold out from the shower area. It was a good workout albeit the chemical agent was stinging my nose.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_--DnkZy4gyE/SbCOheHhDDI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/WGPYVmFa3dk/s1600-h/P290109_18.43%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_--DnkZy4gyE/SbCOheHhDDI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/WGPYVmFa3dk/s320/P290109_18.43%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309900666341231666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And here comes the big moving day. The big pain in the ass about moving is that you need to pack everything up just to unpack it again later. Since gonna move everything, might as well clean everything I move at the same time. Threw everything into the washing machine and waited for it to dry. We did some last minute cleaning in the apartment just before we move out, and that lucky bastard sitting over there in the pic didn't have to clean anything, cuz he need to go to school for a flight during the move, and to top that he even sat there doing nothing when we were busy moving, thanks for nothing Chin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The new room was a nightmare. Before we moved in Sofia promised us that the room gonna be squeaky clean since the "professional cleaners" gonna do the job for us. Instead of the squeaky clean room we were promised, we got a room that is "clean" in the surface, but when we moved things around a lil, it was worse than our old room before we cleaned it. The kitchen cupboard is full of oil on the inside, belongings of the previous tenants are everywhere on the floor and living room, the blinds in my room are all scattered around and broken, and the list goes on. In the end we need to clean everything from scratch, again. This time, Chin decided to be useful and helped vacuum our living room XD.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since he was away when we were picking the room, I got the chance of picking the better room out of the 2, the one with 2 windows, which provides better ventilation. In the end, I have to go to my old apartment and scavenge some blinds parts and some light bulbs just to fix my new room's. But in the end, it's all worth it, since I'll be having my own private space from now, and able to study in peace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;KW&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/254665259581296417-2463239852840199365?l=charsiufan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charsiufan.blogspot.com/feeds/2463239852840199365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=254665259581296417&amp;postID=2463239852840199365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/254665259581296417/posts/default/2463239852840199365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/254665259581296417/posts/default/2463239852840199365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charsiufan.blogspot.com/2009/03/big-move.html' title='The Big Move'/><author><name>KahWai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14960008730679615680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_--DnkZy4gyE/SRIqrWT46mI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VV6BnMqesG8/S220/P191008_20.32.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_--DnkZy4gyE/SbCOheHhDDI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/WGPYVmFa3dk/s72-c/P290109_18.43%5B01%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-254665259581296417.post-2522380507421742439</id><published>2009-03-05T05:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T05:56:49.679-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chinese New Year</title><content type='html'>Here's a scenario: It's Chinese New Year (or whatever important event/festival that goes for you), you're alone, in some foreign country. That's what I've been through this year. To be honest, it's not half bad lol other than the no angpow part. What I did was found some Chinese coursemates and made our own CNY dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went to the nearby asian market (aka Vietnamese market) to score ourselves some nice ingredients for our dinner. This is the only part of town which feels like CNY, with all the decorations and musics. Funny how I hated the musics while I'm home but they seems nice when I'm here, far away from home. I wanted to buy some CNY deco for our room but instead got voted against me by my coursemates :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_--DnkZy4gyE/Sa_VVHo07nI/AAAAAAAAAD4/JfcqCn3Bj9Y/s1600-h/P260109_20.05%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_--DnkZy4gyE/Sa_VVHo07nI/AAAAAAAAAD4/JfcqCn3Bj9Y/s320/P260109_20.05%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309697044497362546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I dare to say our cooking skills are improving at an awsome rate. We decided to make more dishes than usual, and opt to each of us provide one dish. Chin offered to do some prawns, while Kewen wanted to make soup for us, and some teriyaki-sauce-stir-fried-pork-ribs, Eric did the veges and I, cheated. I bought a whole roasted chicken from Wolly's. Yeah, yeah I'm lazy and that ain't fair blah blah, at least everyone is happy bout the taste of the chicken. LOL &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everything turned out nice, the rice aren't too dry nor too wet (which is a big accomplishment for us since the microwave rice cooker sucks at making the rice just right), the ribs are awsome, soup is nice albeit a lil on the sweet side, veges are crisp and good... Everything except the prawns, seems like Master Chef Chin forgot to clean the shit out of the prawns, in the end nobody ate it, poor Chin as he put so much heart into making the prawns, it could have been the best prawns if he used as much brains XD&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/_--DnkZy4gyE/Sa_ZuspLchI/AAAAAAAAAEA/MxBL1E3n4s0/s1600-h/P200109_19.32%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_--DnkZy4gyE/Sa_ZuspLchI/AAAAAAAAAEA/MxBL1E3n4s0/s320/P200109_19.32%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309701881974190610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In the end, at least we manage to get together and have a decent dinner, fulfilled one of the festival spirit. After the dinner we toasted off in our balcony while watching a nice sunset. Of course we (well, at least I did) made some new year resolution and wishes. Mine was simple, just wanna finish my course and get the hell out of here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;KW&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/254665259581296417-2522380507421742439?l=charsiufan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charsiufan.blogspot.com/feeds/2522380507421742439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=254665259581296417&amp;postID=2522380507421742439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/254665259581296417/posts/default/2522380507421742439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/254665259581296417/posts/default/2522380507421742439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charsiufan.blogspot.com/2009/03/chinese-new-year.html' title='Chinese New Year'/><author><name>KahWai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14960008730679615680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_--DnkZy4gyE/SRIqrWT46mI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VV6BnMqesG8/S220/P191008_20.32.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_--DnkZy4gyE/Sa_VVHo07nI/AAAAAAAAAD4/JfcqCn3Bj9Y/s72-c/P260109_20.05%5B01%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-254665259581296417.post-6924649547351722384</id><published>2009-03-05T04:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T05:09:19.776-08:00</updated><title type='text'>PlayStation 3...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_--DnkZy4gyE/Sa_Lp9cHjNI/AAAAAAAAADw/JY0C4hdRk1U/s1600-h/P020109_20.31.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_--DnkZy4gyE/Sa_Lp9cHjNI/AAAAAAAAADw/JY0C4hdRk1U/s320/P020109_20.31.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309686407420677330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dream machine for guys like me, where we put gaming in one of our priorities in life. Finally I got my hands on it, literally. LOL&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, it's not mine actually, it belongs to that guy in the pic. It was supposed to be a present for him if he gets some reasonable results out of his PMR exams. In the end, he got it anyways regardless the result &lt;_&lt;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Screw the details and on the the point, both of us bought a game for ourselves (of course I paid for my own game), and with little time spent on unboxing and setting this baby up, we're off to firing it up! He got himself a mutilplayer game of FIFA 09, while I got myself the game of the year 2008, MGS4.  After a few match of virtual football where I kick his ass badly (used to be the other way around when we were on the PS2's FIFA 07) , we realized that this baby is worth every penny of it. Even on a 4:3 TV, the grafics still amazed us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As for the MGS4, it was INTENSE from start to where I left the game halfway, and I reckon there will be far more jaw-dropping moments later in the game. It was sad though i couldn't finish the game before I had to go back to Australia :( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is gonna be on my to-buy list when I get back to Malaysia, but gonna get another colour though, just to be one-of-the-kind ;) It's either gonna be the MGS4 SP Edition or the FF7AC Cloud Black Edition.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;KW&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S. Gonna stop typing in Chinese cuz it's a pain in the ass.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S.S Gonna post more of daily life situation kind of entry due lack of philosophical type of ideas coming lately. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/254665259581296417-6924649547351722384?l=charsiufan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charsiufan.blogspot.com/feeds/6924649547351722384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=254665259581296417&amp;postID=6924649547351722384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/254665259581296417/posts/default/6924649547351722384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/254665259581296417/posts/default/6924649547351722384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charsiufan.blogspot.com/2009/03/playstation-3.html' title='PlayStation 3...'/><author><name>KahWai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14960008730679615680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_--DnkZy4gyE/SRIqrWT46mI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VV6BnMqesG8/S220/P191008_20.32.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_--DnkZy4gyE/Sa_Lp9cHjNI/AAAAAAAAADw/JY0C4hdRk1U/s72-c/P020109_20.31.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-254665259581296417.post-4446456955798655471</id><published>2009-03-05T03:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T03:25:47.598-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been a while...</title><content type='html'>Finally an update. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's been hectic lately, too much to put in 1 post, gonna separate them into few posts. Just hope i don't get lazy while typing them and decide not to post any shit cause it's a pain in the ass LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gonna do them in a chronological order, just hope i get the dates right =/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/254665259581296417-4446456955798655471?l=charsiufan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charsiufan.blogspot.com/feeds/4446456955798655471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=254665259581296417&amp;postID=4446456955798655471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/254665259581296417/posts/default/4446456955798655471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/254665259581296417/posts/default/4446456955798655471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charsiufan.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-been-while.html' title='It&apos;s been a while...'/><author><name>KahWai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14960008730679615680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_--DnkZy4gyE/SRIqrWT46mI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VV6BnMqesG8/S220/P191008_20.32.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-254665259581296417.post-7424791253788065432</id><published>2008-12-28T06:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T07:02:02.956-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas 圣诞结</title><content type='html'>不知曾几何时开始有个习惯，就是在圣诞节时都会去听这两首歌:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-r6FPEghwFc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-r6FPEghwFc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qfyouaz0r9U&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qfyouaz0r9U&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;对，是同一首歌，只是不同语言而已＊笑＊&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;有试过一种孤单的感觉吗？就算淹没在茫茫人海中也觉得无比孤单得感觉。可能是无法跟心中那重要的人一起过这节日而觉得孤单吧。就如歌词一样，无数美丽的灯饰，只是照亮我那孤单的感觉；城市不曾下雪，但却无比的寒冷。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;有时觉得自己真奇怪，心情是那么容易的被一个人操控，同时却也为了那个人变得那么执着；矛盾吧？&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;到了云顶去倒数， 发现真的很多很多人，而且很多奇景看，尤其是人。 看见许多为了特出而装扮得非常“特出”：有的三寸厚的粉搽了上脸都觉得没问题，有的却穿得像个圣诞礼物一样，还有的竟然带绿帽... 真的让我见识不少。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;对了， 还有些照片:&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_--DnkZy4gyE/SVeUDfPHC9I/AAAAAAAAADY/-zww_zclO0Q/s1600-h/P251208_01.52.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_--DnkZy4gyE/SVeUDfPHC9I/AAAAAAAAADY/-zww_zclO0Q/s320/P251208_01.52.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284855475387960274" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;云顶&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_--DnkZy4gyE/SVeUDJuNbPI/AAAAAAAAADQ/uk2Jqwa_zFE/s1600-h/P271208_17.05.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_--DnkZy4gyE/SVeUDJuNbPI/AAAAAAAAADQ/uk2Jqwa_zFE/s320/P271208_17.05.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284855469612821746" style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mid Valley&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_--DnkZy4gyE/SVeUC7J-6eI/AAAAAAAAADI/0FLDP7hHS1c/s1600-h/P251208_00.07.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_--DnkZy4gyE/SVeUC7J-6eI/AAAAAAAAADI/0FLDP7hHS1c/s320/P251208_00.07.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284855465702779362" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我与表姐&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_--DnkZy4gyE/SVeUCOZ91rI/AAAAAAAAADA/LwhNrE0EO3w/s1600-h/P211208_16.30.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_--DnkZy4gyE/SVeUCOZ91rI/AAAAAAAAADA/LwhNrE0EO3w/s320/P211208_16.30.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284855453690222258" style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pyramid&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_--DnkZy4gyE/SVeUBX2dX7I/AAAAAAAAAC4/EGwrfijrPmg/s1600-h/P111208_16.40.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_--DnkZy4gyE/SVeUBX2dX7I/AAAAAAAAAC4/EGwrfijrPmg/s320/P111208_16.40.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284855439045779378" style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Queen Victoria Building (QVB)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/254665259581296417-7424791253788065432?l=charsiufan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charsiufan.blogspot.com/feeds/7424791253788065432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=254665259581296417&amp;postID=7424791253788065432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/254665259581296417/posts/default/7424791253788065432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/254665259581296417/posts/default/7424791253788065432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charsiufan.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas 圣诞结'/><author><name>KahWai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14960008730679615680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_--DnkZy4gyE/SRIqrWT46mI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VV6BnMqesG8/S220/P191008_20.32.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_--DnkZy4gyE/SVeUDfPHC9I/AAAAAAAAADY/-zww_zclO0Q/s72-c/P251208_01.52.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-254665259581296417.post-4112829918283860088</id><published>2008-12-28T05:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T06:05:50.836-08:00</updated><title type='text'>酒后的自己</title><content type='html'>很多人都说酒后都会迷失了自己，但相反的，我却寻找到最真的自己。&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;虽然，的确醉得连打字都成问题，但是当时得心是无比得清醒。可能就如人们说得一样， 酒后的人都会失去一定的理性。觉得失去那一点点的理性未免不是一件好事，这样不就能让我们面对着最真诚的自己吗？&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我们感性的那面都一直被理性那面所谓的理论、逻辑、别人的看法、得与失的计较等，阻挡与埋没了。当那墙壁被酒淹没后， 就是从新认识自己那最真诚的内心与感想的时候吧；可能我们还能找回被社会抹杀的那份童真，或真真重要的事情或人物。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;可能真的是酒吧，我才找回那股勇气、那份当时的感觉，而做了觉得很早就该做的事情，找回了那重要的一部分。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S. 这文章不是鼓励喝酒的行为，也请大家喝酒时喝得负责任一点，别喝到发生意外。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/254665259581296417-4112829918283860088?l=charsiufan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charsiufan.blogspot.com/feeds/4112829918283860088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=254665259581296417&amp;postID=4112829918283860088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/254665259581296417/posts/default/4112829918283860088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/254665259581296417/posts/default/4112829918283860088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charsiufan.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post.html' title='酒后的自己'/><author><name>KahWai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14960008730679615680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_--DnkZy4gyE/SRIqrWT46mI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VV6BnMqesG8/S220/P191008_20.32.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-254665259581296417.post-1350779355436959575</id><published>2008-12-11T02:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T02:11:43.497-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Recently</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre; font-family:'Lucida Grande';font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;Running out of stuffs to write lately, but definitely will update soon. In the &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;meantime, watch what i'm watching lately XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px; "&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sa-uFj0frls&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sa-uFj0frls&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BLFBVdgRCgE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/254665259581296417/posts/default/1350779355436959575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charsiufan.blogspot.com/2008/12/recently.html' title='Recently'/><author><name>KahWai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14960008730679615680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_--DnkZy4gyE/SRIqrWT46mI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VV6BnMqesG8/S220/P191008_20.32.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-254665259581296417.post-6322276436038555322</id><published>2008-11-13T07:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T07:57:13.881-08:00</updated><title type='text'>无限的未来</title><content type='html'>最近的天气预告都不是很准，搞得大家都很头痛。有个同学说：“天气预告变的像那些算命推理一样不准了！”&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;算命，觉得一向来都不是很相信这些东西。有时候觉得算得不准也未免不是一件好事：这证明了未来不是像算命一样定了，而是有无限得可能性，一直都在改变着。觉得一切都不是刻在石板上的，而是像片云一样，漂浮不定、随时都会有意外的改变。所以我们一定要为这些意外的改变做好心里准备吧。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;算命推理这些东西都不是很适合我，可能是我自大吧，但一向来我都只相信自己双手创造的未来，而不是别人所谓的“你的未来”。求神帮助考试过关，不会这样做；不是因为我不相信神的存在，而是觉得如果自己不努力，神也帮不了你多少。所以最多是求神保佑考试时不要有什么意外，让我能集中精神就行了。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;还记得以前一部电影里有说过：当你求神赐你勇气，神不会给你勇气，而是给你一个能勇敢的机会。这句话一直都刻在我脑子里，因为它说得没错，神，只会给机会你去创造未来，而不时给你未来。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;对了，以前别人问我为何要做一位飞机师时，我因该会说因为课程时间比其他的短，加上不喜欢在课室上课的感觉吧。但今天我找到了那真正的理由了：&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;当我在云底下飞时，一直都是震动着的，搞得飞机不好控制。但我老师说继续飞，当我飞上云顶后，一切都变得宁静，然后我看见了世上最美的一幕：&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" 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title='无限的未来'/><author><name>KahWai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14960008730679615680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_--DnkZy4gyE/SRIqrWT46mI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VV6BnMqesG8/S220/P191008_20.32.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_--DnkZy4gyE/SRxNkm1o8AI/AAAAAAAAACw/VsmtF4Yz-Bs/s72-c/P121108_10.08%5B01%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-254665259581296417.post-7764613262917081643</id><published>2008-11-08T07:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T08:37:57.181-08:00</updated><title type='text'>疤痕、懦弱</title><content type='html'>有个朋友问我：“时间真的能够冲淡一切吗？怎样才能够忘记过去呢？”&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;“忘掉过去？只有两种方法吧：让时间冲淡它，或找个新的东西。”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;“找个新的东西？很难吧，因为疤痕已经在那儿了...”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;朋友说得没错，疤痕的确是在那儿，可能永远也磨不掉。但是一个东西得存在，一定是有它的原因与价值。朋友说疤痕一直都提醒着以前的痛苦、悲伤；我说，疤痕不是为了让你想起那些伤痛而存在，而是为了告诉你悲伤与伤痛已经过去了，提醒你是时候寻找属于自己的快乐了。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;许多事情的好与坏，都是决定与你的看法罢了。疤痕也一样，如果你觉得它是一个带来痛苦回忆的东西，那不用说它一定是个坏东西；如果你接受它是你生命的一部分、接受它的存在、接受它象征的是‘过去’而不是你的‘未来’，那它不就变成能让我们学习与变得更坚强的好事吗？&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;朋友也说了觉得自己懦弱，每当面对问题是，一旦被人关心就会想流泪。于是就勉强的笑着，不让别人看见象征着懦弱的眼泪。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;觉得懦弱并不是流泪吧。真正的懦弱是不敢面对、不敢表达自己内心的感受，而伪装着笑容。能够勇敢的、诚实的面对与表达自己的感受才是坚强的吧。眼泪并不象征你的懦弱，而是象征了你能够诚实的表达你的内心世界，而不是带着面具做人。该笑就笑，该哭就哭，勇敢的表达自己才是真正的坚强。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;朋友，加油吧，一直都会支持你的。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/254665259581296417-7764613262917081643?l=charsiufan.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_--DnkZy4gyE/SRIqrWT46mI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VV6BnMqesG8/S220/P191008_20.32.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-254665259581296417.post-8511069425860350418</id><published>2008-11-07T08:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T08:38:08.995-08:00</updated><title type='text'>光的季节；人与人的相处</title><content type='html'>上个星期与这里的印度朋友庆祝了他们一个重要的季节 － Divali (Deepavali) －  也就是我们所谓的光的季节。趁这个机会，我也到其中一个派对房间去放松放松，也跟一些不是那么熟悉的校友谈谈。&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;派对一定要有音乐、食物、酒、还有最重要的：人。当然，这些因素都有在那间房子里，而且是超多的。可能是最近学校发生许多事情，加上天气一直都不是很好、飞机也大部分都在维修，弄得大家都不能飞，所以大家都喝的交狂、释放压力。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;当人与人聚集在一起时，都有个坏习惯：说别人得怀话，这次也不例外。说的主角呢，是我其中一位室友。不方便提起名字，就先称他R先生。谈下谈下，发现原来很多人都不是那么的喜欢他。原因很简单 － 他爱投诉，加上有些宗族歧视。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;他做过什么就不必多说，但从他身上我学习了不少。当一个人到外地生活，能靠的就是朋友。在这里我的人缘还算满好的，至少我觉得没有人讨厌我吧 （但R先生的话就不是很肯定）。来到了这里，我也变得比较随便，没那么斤斤计较了；事情不是很如意，我也把它一口气吞了；别人的做事方式不是很认同，也没有半句投诉，别影响到我就可以了；发表比较少，听却比较多；尽量与别人沟通，让多些人认识我；那些都是我现在在这的生活方式吧。而R先生却可以说跟我相反吧。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;他，一天到晚都把自己锁在房间里，到学校也只是自己一个人在书房里。过着的生活也不是很健康：通常都是吃Indomee，不然就是煮Roti，运动也没见他做。每当看见他时，我就仿佛被提醒说千万不要变得向他一样，一定要搞好人际关系，这样日子才会比较好过。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;发现人际关系可以很复杂，也可以很简单。简单的是只要能了解，关系自然就会变好。了解，别人是来自别的国家，文化自然会不一样；了解，别人是来自不同的家庭背景，生活习惯自然会不一样；了解，别人经历的事情与我们不一样，对一些事情的反应与做法自然就会不一样；了解，别人是 “别人” ，想法、感情、忍耐力等一定跟我们不一样。了解后，就是体谅与忍耐了。说，倒是容易，但是为了自己，必须努力的试着。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/254665259581296417-8511069425860350418?l=charsiufan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charsiufan.blogspot.com/feeds/8511069425860350418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_--DnkZy4gyE/SRIqrWT46mI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VV6BnMqesG8/S220/P191008_20.32.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-254665259581296417.post-9209038382237713099</id><published>2008-11-07T02:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T02:05:49.384-08:00</updated><title type='text'>地球真的生病了吗？</title><content type='html'>上几周的天气真的很怪。昨天38度，今天却可以是10度左右；甚至附近有歌小镇竟然下雪了。现在已经快要夏天了，但天气却还是忽冷忽热。除了这些奇怪的天气，在电视上也可以看到世界各地发生许多相同的事情。不时会令我想到：这地球是不是真的生病了？&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;经常可以看到或听到人们说：出一份力，一起拯救地球与自然环境。听起来有点可笑。拯救地球？什么在破坏地球呢？也不是人类自己吗？拯救地球就要除掉破坏它的根源，那不就是人类本身吗？地球的毁灭、至少大自然的破坏，也是无法避免的吧。这是我以前的想法 － 现在还可能是一样的吧。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;悲观？你可以这样说我吧。但一件事情是肯定的 － 破坏地球与大自然的根源永远都会存在，那也意味着地球与大自然的毁灭也是无法避免的。我们现在所谓的环保、绿化等的活动最多也只是暂时延长着地球的生命。而参加这些活动的人，也只是为了自己吧，什么为大自然出一份力，也只是骗自己说自己有帮忙拯救地球、减少内心的罪恶感，但却忘了自己在同一时间也有份破坏它。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;对，我依然相信大自然的毁灭是无法避免的。为何？因为努力拯救它的人是有的，但破坏它的人却比拯救它的人多得很。我们努力得用十多年才能种到一颗树，但在几秒内就能杯其他人砍了下来，难到拯救得人能比得过破坏它得人吗？&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;虽然我的想法是如此，但我却不希望大自然会被毁灭。也许奇迹会发生吧，一天可能拯救的人会比破坏的人多，那大自然可能真的有救；可惜的是，那时我们已不在了。人，很容易被感染的。如果我们尽一份力，可能可以创造奇迹。说真的，我也开始环保了。可能我也一样只是想减少罪恶感，但如果真的能帮到大自然的话那何乐而不为呢？&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/254665259581296417-9209038382237713099?l=charsiufan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charsiufan.blogspot.com/feeds/9209038382237713099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=254665259581296417&amp;postID=9209038382237713099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/254665259581296417/posts/default/9209038382237713099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/254665259581296417/posts/default/9209038382237713099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charsiufan.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post_07.html' title='地球真的生病了吗？'/><author><name>KahWai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14960008730679615680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_--DnkZy4gyE/SRIqrWT46mI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VV6BnMqesG8/S220/P191008_20.32.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-254665259581296417.post-5236348690885265758</id><published>2008-11-06T19:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T20:14:54.307-08:00</updated><title type='text'>生活点滴 （一）</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;分享些在这里一些照片，内容就不多啦，只是一些轻松的图片entry。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_--DnkZy4gyE/SRO9c_8i8CI/AAAAAAAAACg/vMsnamT1wFc/s1600-h/P251008_21.28.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_--DnkZy4gyE/SRO9c_8i8CI/AAAAAAAAACg/vMsnamT1wFc/s320/P251008_21.28.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265760695225610274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;丰富的韩国菜！中间那碗菜的后面那盘鱼一流哦！&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_--DnkZy4gyE/SRO9cXWQwqI/AAAAAAAAACY/gRpNURxcRSM/s1600-h/P251008_21.25%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_--DnkZy4gyE/SRO9cXWQwqI/AAAAAAAAACY/gRpNURxcRSM/s320/P251008_21.25%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265760684327617186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;来自日本的朋友 － Hiro, Kizuku, Kazu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_--DnkZy4gyE/SRO9cDfQgyI/AAAAAAAAACQ/32NH5vX25DA/s1600-h/P251008_21.25.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_--DnkZy4gyE/SRO9cDfQgyI/AAAAAAAAACQ/32NH5vX25DA/s320/P251008_21.25.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265760678996640546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;韩式BBQ，超正的！&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_--DnkZy4gyE/SRO8RRPpfsI/AAAAAAAAACA/0Z6RvbqlRHY/s1600-h/P221008_20.33.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_--DnkZy4gyE/SRO8RRPpfsI/AAAAAAAAACA/0Z6RvbqlRHY/s320/P221008_20.33.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265759394199076546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;这时自己弄的牛丼，有点太咸 &gt;&lt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_--DnkZy4gyE/SRO8RDE_clI/AAAAAAAAAB4/nwKdqFu2Qec/s1600-h/P201008_22.37.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_--DnkZy4gyE/SRO8RDE_clI/AAAAAAAAAB4/nwKdqFu2Qec/s320/P201008_22.37.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265759390396281426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;巨型洋葱，比网球还大！&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_--DnkZy4gyE/SRO8Q1fAunI/AAAAAAAAABw/TEOoLuMiVKk/s1600-h/P201008_20.23.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_--DnkZy4gyE/SRO8Q1fAunI/AAAAAAAAABw/TEOoLuMiVKk/s320/P201008_20.23.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265759386747320946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;袋鼠肉，还满特别的。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_--DnkZy4gyE/SRO8Q1eFizI/AAAAAAAAABo/imn2ltmM_dg/s1600-h/P201008_20.20.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_--DnkZy4gyE/SRO8Q1eFizI/AAAAAAAAABo/imn2ltmM_dg/s320/P201008_20.20.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265759386743442226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Carlyne，在准备着他的考试。真的需要读很多很多的书＊汗＊&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_--DnkZy4gyE/SRO6-wBX1jI/AAAAAAAAABg/0DZcKa4o0e8/s1600-h/P191008_19.09.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_--DnkZy4gyE/SRO6-wBX1jI/AAAAAAAAABg/0DZcKa4o0e8/s320/P191008_19.09.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265757976531555890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;夕阳，从我家的楼台。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_--DnkZy4gyE/SRO6-qLuaYI/AAAAAAAAABY/XnW-ILohOIo/s1600-h/P181008_09.55.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_--DnkZy4gyE/SRO6-qLuaYI/AAAAAAAAABY/XnW-ILohOIo/s320/P181008_09.55.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265757974964365698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我校的SimulatorBuilding。大部分的学生到这里自习。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_--DnkZy4gyE/SRO6-csXOhI/AAAAAAAAABQ/0UKbzkRRplA/s1600-h/P161008_22.52.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_--DnkZy4gyE/SRO6-csXOhI/AAAAAAAAABQ/0UKbzkRRplA/s320/P161008_22.52.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265757971343161874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;厕所里的警告...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_--DnkZy4gyE/SRO69-E9zUI/AAAAAAAAABI/AiJGR_QUHLY/s1600-h/P061108_11.19.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_--DnkZy4gyE/SRO69-E9zUI/AAAAAAAAABI/AiJGR_QUHLY/s320/P061108_11.19.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265757963124854082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我的书座。那照片是我努力的根源。它令我想快点完成课程然后回去找回他们。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_--DnkZy4gyE/SRO69phZW5I/AAAAAAAAABA/iw6Y2qKzyWw/s1600-h/P051008_22.54.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_--DnkZy4gyE/SRO69phZW5I/AAAAAAAAABA/iw6Y2qKzyWw/s320/P051008_22.54.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265757957606955922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;超棒的&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: 17px; "&gt;柠檬鸡～&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: 17px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_--DnkZy4gyE/SRO8Rmz9j1I/AAAAAAAAACI/jM4JoYpq1ws/s1600-h/P241008_16.34.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_--DnkZy4gyE/SRO8Rmz9j1I/AAAAAAAAACI/jM4JoYpq1ws/s320/P241008_16.34.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265759399988531026" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我也不懂该说些什么＊汗＊&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/254665259581296417-5236348690885265758?l=charsiufan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charsiufan.blogspot.com/feeds/5236348690885265758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=254665259581296417&amp;postID=5236348690885265758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-254665259581296417.post-4215850823536959206</id><published>2008-11-05T15:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T21:29:41.528-08:00</updated><title type='text'>第一次报案 － 发现了自己的懦弱</title><content type='html'>几个朋友刚考完试，想到另一个小镇放松一下，决定了到WestRyde的一个Indian-Chinese餐馆去吃晚餐。说好了7点出发，却弄到8点半才出发，发现认识的朋友 － 不管大马的死党，还是澳洲的朋友，都有一样的问题。 ＊汗＊&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;这里天色快暗，8点半的天空就如深夜了，而且人们也不多，可以说整个镇仿佛失去了生命。在这个“死城”里，独自一个人的话也是满恐怖的。赶上了列车，自然的我们选择了一个空的包厢，可能觉得只有我们的包厢我们可以比较谈得自然吧。这可能是我们最错得选择吧。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;在半途，有“一个半”醉汉上了我们的包厢。为何一个半？因为其中一位真的很矮！那个交大的醉汉手中拿这瓶酒，跟那半个醉汉谈的很大声。突然，那个醉汉的眼光落到我们那儿。他，站了起来，摇摇摆摆的走向我们；而我，觉得事情有点不妙了。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;就在一瞬间，醉汉挑拨其中两位朋友。在混乱中，他夺走了我朋友的iPod Touch，然后打了我朋友几下，就与那半个醉汉跑掉了。当然刚才那两个朋友马上跑去追他们，而还有4个人（包括我）却坐在那儿吓呆了。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;到了一个车站，那两个醉汉马上就下车然后各自跑掉了，而那两个朋友也分开追他们。这时我也下车帮忙追，但那个大醉汉却跳到列车道上然后用大石块丢我们。不能靠近他，只好跑去向车站的保安人员要求帮忙。可怕的是，他们却比我还乱，不知该怎样。对他们失去了信心，只好跑回去朋友那儿帮他。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;回到去时，那醉汉已经不见了。另一个醉汉呢，却被附近的便服警察抓到了。觉得效率还不错的，才报案，就有直升机在附近巡回了。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;当事情慢了下来时，发现自己的手脚开始发抖了。觉得自己是多么的懦弱，学了跆拳道10年多，在该用的时间却没做什么。也发现自己的内心那份丑恶，不少有点觉得“幸好不是枪到我的东西”；“认识你不久，难道要我冒险帮你吗？”；“别拖到我哦，我还要回到大马去的咧！”。自私 － 这可能是我的本性吧。事后发现，原来当时大家都有同样的感受，自私这份丑恶原来都有在每个人的心里，只是那份自私的大小不一样吧。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;在警察局下了口供后，已经整凌晨3点了，张智成的歌也在脑海中浮现起来。＊笑＊晚餐都还没吃的我们坐着警车回到家后都靠杯面医饱肚子。可怜的朋友，醉汉抓不到，iPod 拿不回。幸好我的一直收在裤袋...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_--DnkZy4gyE/SRI5521jymI/AAAAAAAAAAw/KTq3TPQ2TB4/s1600-h/P061108_11.18.JPG"&gt;&lt;img 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type='html'>昨天，有个朋友回去她的国家了。她，来了这里整一年多了，却还无法完成她的课程。问她为何不完成课程才回去呢？她说离开家太久了，所以很想念家人、爱人、与朋友；加上这里读书的压力很大，所以得回去一趟放松心情，然后从新整理好心情才回来继续努力。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;许多身边的朋友都反对她的想法，说我们是带着一个目的与信念来的，还未完成它之前回去的话就变得有点轻易放弃的感觉；而且当她回来时，大部分她认识的朋友都应该完成了课程回到他们的家去了，变得没人照顾或陪伴她。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;觉得凡事都有两面：回去，可能可以帮助她从新收拾好心情然后再次冲刺；但是代价却是拖久了课程的时间，同时也失去了一些朋友的陪伴吧。身位旁观者的我，不好做出什么批评，只能给她一些自己的意见。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;可能我来到这里还不久，所以感觉不到前辈们想家的那份感觉。但其中一位前辈说得对：我们是带着目的而来的，在还未完成它是回去的话就会变得有点失去了那份价值。无论我们有多想家、多寂寞，都得咬紧牙关，继续往前走。对，可能一路上我们会遇到很多困难，使得我们的课程不得不被延长，但如果自己却先放弃的话，那么真的什么也帮不了我们。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;所以我对自己说：不怕万人阻挡，只怕自己投降。只要不放弃，以我的能力如果要在10个月内完成课程应该不成问题。遇到困难时，我还有一班朋友能听我诉苦，也有“五月天”的歌曲陪我度过这些难熬的日子。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;希望我能带着那份倔强，咬紧牙关一口气完成我的课程吧！&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/254665259581296417-8229793322535770336?l=charsiufan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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