<?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-8299124280479802239</id><updated>2011-07-08T22:33:12.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'>6 days</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>6 days</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02514171251770603169</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>132</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8299124280479802239.post-7339210201273866237</id><published>2010-08-24T21:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T21:09:17.168+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tiny hands and curled-up feet, and how cute they looked today</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/THPEadJTCvI/AAAAAAAAAso/H4IvvA3SiLA/s1600/April+21+-+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458913109128886258" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/S8H0jNlZt_I/AAAAAAAAApY/yOzu0hFipHs/s320/Apr+9+-+8.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/8299124280479802239-7819258249673598307?l=zixdays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/feeds/7819258249673598307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299124280479802239&amp;postID=7819258249673598307' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/7819258249673598307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/7819258249673598307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post.html' title='Sleeping Beauty'/><author><name>6 days</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02514171251770603169</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/_q3W4wx6aFho/S8H0kn3HVjI/AAAAAAAAAp4/WPz6rPw3WGw/s72-c/Mar+26+-+17.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8299124280479802239.post-9080582437382021695</id><published>2010-03-25T22:56:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T23:01:38.297+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dancing Baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/S6t6WJL68-I/AAAAAAAAApI/rHPNAEBtQGw/s1600/Feb+21+-+16.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452586294703748066" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/S6t6WJL68-I/AAAAAAAAApI/rHPNAEBtQGw/s320/Feb+21+-+16.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/S6t6GZgnF6I/AAAAAAAAApA/IxGu84y-MHI/s1600/32.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 174px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452586024207587234" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/S6t6GZgnF6I/AAAAAAAAApA/IxGu84y-MHI/s320/32.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/8299124280479802239-9080582437382021695?l=zixdays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/feeds/9080582437382021695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299124280479802239&amp;postID=9080582437382021695' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/9080582437382021695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/9080582437382021695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/2010/03/daddy-baby.html' title='Dancing Baby'/><author><name>6 days</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02514171251770603169</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/_q3W4wx6aFho/S6t6WJL68-I/AAAAAAAAApI/rHPNAEBtQGw/s72-c/Feb+21+-+16.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8299124280479802239.post-80619560080196628</id><published>2010-03-24T20:11:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T20:15:12.801+08:00</updated><title type='text'>20 days old</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/S6oB-UhD_1I/AAAAAAAAAo4/5BbkzYa4Y5A/s1600/day+20a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 316px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452172469056307026" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/S6oB-UhD_1I/AAAAAAAAAo4/5BbkzYa4Y5A/s320/day+20a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/S6oB2WeFODI/AAAAAAAAAow/z4iZpsOGJeQ/s1600/day+25+-+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452172332141721650" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/S6oB2WeFODI/AAAAAAAAAow/z4iZpsOGJeQ/s320/day+25+-+2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;so tiny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8299124280479802239-80619560080196628?l=zixdays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/feeds/80619560080196628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299124280479802239&amp;postID=80619560080196628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/80619560080196628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/80619560080196628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/2010/03/20-days-old.html' title='20 days old'/><author><name>6 days</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02514171251770603169</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/_q3W4wx6aFho/S6oB-UhD_1I/AAAAAAAAAo4/5BbkzYa4Y5A/s72-c/day+20a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8299124280479802239.post-1857566721043221841</id><published>2010-01-10T13:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T14:03:33.167+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our x'mas gift</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/S0ltjy6PX7I/AAAAAAAAAoo/BMGEcM6QHmk/s1600-h/%E6%9C%AA%E5%91%BD%E5%90%8D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 237px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424987687873372082" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/S0ltjy6PX7I/AAAAAAAAAoo/BMGEcM6QHmk/s320/%E6%9C%AA%E5%91%BD%E5%90%8D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/S0ltjongJFI/AAAAAAAAAog/X_2ZKLNbCuY/s1600-h/A+lying+tongue.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424987685110424658" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/S0ltjongJFI/AAAAAAAAAog/X_2ZKLNbCuY/s320/A+lying+tongue.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/S0ltjZkDHHI/AAAAAAAAAoY/EI8hvQk3szM/s1600-h/day+9+-+6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424987681069407346" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/S0ltjZkDHHI/AAAAAAAAAoY/EI8hvQk3szM/s320/day+9+-+6.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/8299124280479802239-1857566721043221841?l=zixdays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/feeds/1857566721043221841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299124280479802239&amp;postID=1857566721043221841' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/1857566721043221841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/1857566721043221841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/2010/01/our-xmas-gift.html' title='Our x&apos;mas gift'/><author><name>6 days</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02514171251770603169</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/_q3W4wx6aFho/S0ltjy6PX7I/AAAAAAAAAoo/BMGEcM6QHmk/s72-c/%E6%9C%AA%E5%91%BD%E5%90%8D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8299124280479802239.post-7668073802802398049</id><published>2010-01-09T21:48:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T14:05:03.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bali Wedding 13 Sep 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/S0iLmnfrpqI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/BJBYCsFcRbM/s1600-h/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 216px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424739246720919202" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/S0iLmnfrpqI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/BJBYCsFcRbM/s320/7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/S0iLmfVI6FI/AAAAAAAAAoI/trrVw7QHoAk/s1600-h/8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 152px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424739244529215570" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/S0iLmfVI6FI/AAAAAAAAAoI/trrVw7QHoAk/s320/8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/S0iKpajiJmI/AAAAAAAAAnw/bGBOppnbXkQ/s1600-h/1b.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424738195275392610" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/S0iKpajiJmI/AAAAAAAAAnw/bGBOppnbXkQ/s320/1b.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/S0iKo1Ge4TI/AAAAAAAAAno/P5avcc_Zy0k/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 218px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424738185221431602" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/S0iKo1Ge4TI/AAAAAAAAAno/P5avcc_Zy0k/s320/2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/S0iKonvoCQI/AAAAAAAAAng/JSJ0afA1cuI/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 161px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424738181635901698" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/S0iKonvoCQI/AAAAAAAAAng/JSJ0afA1cuI/s320/3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/S0iKoBqrz_I/AAAAAAAAAnY/ayQf33c464A/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 238px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424738171414630386" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/S0iKoBqrz_I/AAAAAAAAAnY/ayQf33c464A/s320/4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/8299124280479802239-7668073802802398049?l=zixdays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/feeds/7668073802802398049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299124280479802239&amp;postID=7668073802802398049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/7668073802802398049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/7668073802802398049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/2010/01/bali-wedding.html' title='Bali Wedding 13 Sep 2008'/><author><name>6 days</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02514171251770603169</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/_q3W4wx6aFho/S0iLmnfrpqI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/BJBYCsFcRbM/s72-c/7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8299124280479802239.post-8389304972021184960</id><published>2008-08-11T10:05:00.023+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T15:55:26.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>新文體創作 - 雙向Blog Post : : 第一篇之Keyser</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/SJ-e8e8SgjI/AAAAAAAAAas/MOW01u-qLbE/s1600-h/æœªå‘½å.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;[要拜讀Keyser如何撰寫6 days的文篇，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://keyserunderscore.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!E663080E52C71684!1087.entry"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;請按此&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;。]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;======================&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;我覺得很奇怪，仔細一看，發現同桌的那個男人一邊吸煙一邊從側面直盯盯地望著我。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;他跟前放著一杯咖啡、一本簿，看他的表情好像正在思考著什麼也好像猶豫著什麼。飄逸的庸俗。洞察一切的愚昧。為什麼我的餐蛋麵還沒弄好，現在只剩下十五分鐘進食，今天來這裡的人特別多。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;突如其來，身後傳來一把男聲: ｢呵梁生你好!可否給我簽名?｣ 吓? 簽名? 莫非他是什麼名人? 完全察覺不出來。｢你成立的網上王國很受歡迎，最近會否推出新遊戲?｣ 哦，又一個網絡創辦人，現在滿街都是追求科網夢的人，但真正成功的卻廖廖可數。這年頭只有想不到的，沒有做不到的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;男人挨近我低聲說: ｢借我一支筆可以嗎?｣ 他好像刻意放慢語速，抑揚頓挫的語調，至乎眉梢眼角的細緻表情，使人目眩。桌子下他的手指不經意地觸碰到我的小腿……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;外面的陽光越來越猛，我沒有回頭，我想男人也沒有回頭，&lt;br /&gt;我想男人也在想我沒有回頭，我想男人也在想我想他沒有回頭。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;======================&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233076135996989410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/SJ-fBQisn-I/AAAAAAAAAa0/A8QxjU8gBPI/s320/%E6%9C%AA%E5%91%BD%E5%90%8D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8299124280479802239-8389304972021184960?l=zixdays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/feeds/8389304972021184960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299124280479802239&amp;postID=8389304972021184960' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/8389304972021184960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/8389304972021184960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/2008/08/blog-post-keyser.html' title='新文體創作 - 雙向Blog Post : : 第一篇之Keyser'/><author><name>6 days</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02514171251770603169</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/_q3W4wx6aFho/SJ-fBQisn-I/AAAAAAAAAa0/A8QxjU8gBPI/s72-c/%E6%9C%AA%E5%91%BD%E5%90%8D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8299124280479802239.post-4521210499571673527</id><published>2008-07-22T14:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T14:34:48.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>He can't forget her</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Well. I can't make him forget about anyone. No one can crawl into someone else's mind and change it, nor should we ever wish to. It sounds as if he isn't over her yet. What I can do is to honor what he feels and thinks, and to honestly speak my truth about how I feel when he does something.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8299124280479802239-4521210499571673527?l=zixdays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/feeds/4521210499571673527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299124280479802239&amp;postID=4521210499571673527' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/4521210499571673527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/4521210499571673527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/2008/07/he-cant-forget-her.html' title='He can&apos;t forget her'/><author><name>6 days</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02514171251770603169</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8299124280479802239.post-3428785102142731506</id><published>2008-06-03T12:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T12:31:50.252+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding at Amigo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/SETI2ei4ODI/AAAAAAAAAak/iLmJMK7KGq0/s1600-h/n599293126_542536_924.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207507907384981554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/SETI2ei4ODI/AAAAAAAAAak/iLmJMK7KGq0/s400/n599293126_542536_924.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/SETIyei4OCI/AAAAAAAAAac/g720vuP3F28/s1600-h/table+no+and+menu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207507838665504802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/SETIyei4OCI/AAAAAAAAAac/g720vuP3F28/s400/table+no+and+menu.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Napoleon Cake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/SETItei4OBI/AAAAAAAAAaU/grm4ovojcdk/s1600-h/Napoleon+cake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207507752766158866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/SETItei4OBI/AAAAAAAAAaU/grm4ovojcdk/s400/Napoleon+cake.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;My favourite dish - sliced raw beef&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/SETIg-i4OAI/AAAAAAAAAaM/4DMuAYZ7TBc/s1600-h/Sliced+raw+beef.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207507538017794050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/SETIg-i4OAI/AAAAAAAAAaM/4DMuAYZ7TBc/s400/Sliced+raw+beef.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/8299124280479802239-3428785102142731506?l=zixdays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/feeds/3428785102142731506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299124280479802239&amp;postID=3428785102142731506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/3428785102142731506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/3428785102142731506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/2008/06/wedding-at-amigo.html' title='Wedding at Amigo'/><author><name>6 days</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02514171251770603169</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/_q3W4wx6aFho/SETI2ei4ODI/AAAAAAAAAak/iLmJMK7KGq0/s72-c/n599293126_542536_924.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8299124280479802239.post-32232008951285166</id><published>2008-05-22T20:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T20:11:48.084+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pre-wedding photo in Japan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/SDVi_raqxpI/AAAAAAAAAaE/vXi9EV6heb8/s1600-h/æªå½å.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203173790622336658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/SDVi_raqxpI/AAAAAAAAAaE/vXi9EV6heb8/s400/%E6%9C%AA%E5%91%BD%E5%90%8D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/SDVioLaqxoI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/DLwGdvjIYMs/s1600-h/æªå½å.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/SDVikbaqxnI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/HJZG1M7O68w/s1600-h/rainbow+bridge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203173322470901362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/SDVikbaqxnI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/HJZG1M7O68w/s400/rainbow+bridge.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/8299124280479802239-32232008951285166?l=zixdays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/feeds/32232008951285166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299124280479802239&amp;postID=32232008951285166' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/32232008951285166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/32232008951285166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/2008/05/pre-wedding-photo-in-japan.html' title='Pre-wedding photo in Japan'/><author><name>6 days</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02514171251770603169</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/_q3W4wx6aFho/SDVi_raqxpI/AAAAAAAAAaE/vXi9EV6heb8/s72-c/%E6%9C%AA%E5%91%BD%E5%90%8D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8299124280479802239.post-2177419957384748303</id><published>2008-04-29T10:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T10:43:07.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HK Wedding Invitation Card</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/SBaJ1v3KkqI/AAAAAAAAAZU/Rjd1DJ7bsFE/s1600-h/cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194490776692363938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/SBaJ1v3KkqI/AAAAAAAAAZU/Rjd1DJ7bsFE/s400/cover.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/SBaJq_3KkpI/AAAAAAAAAZM/qbULdh3pl78/s1600-h/inside+-.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194490592008770194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/SBaJq_3KkpI/AAAAAAAAAZM/qbULdh3pl78/s400/inside+-.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194492155376865970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/SBaLF_3KkrI/AAAAAAAAAZc/sdfiZGne36Q/s400/%E6%9C%AA%E5%91%BD%E5%90%8D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/SBaJjv3KkoI/AAAAAAAAAZE/fpiMwCJz3mk/s1600-h/inside+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194490385850339954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/SBaJe_3KknI/AAAAAAAAAY8/mrQfFEitc00/s400/back.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/8299124280479802239-2177419957384748303?l=zixdays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/feeds/2177419957384748303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299124280479802239&amp;postID=2177419957384748303' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/2177419957384748303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/2177419957384748303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/2008/04/hk-wedding-invitation-card.html' title='HK Wedding Invitation Card'/><author><name>6 days</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02514171251770603169</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/_q3W4wx6aFho/SBaJ1v3KkqI/AAAAAAAAAZU/Rjd1DJ7bsFE/s72-c/cover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8299124280479802239.post-4222198217266561910</id><published>2008-04-10T17:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T10:45:30.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>He always wear this Casio watch</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/SBaLw_3KktI/AAAAAAAAAZs/_cXi1kLVbp4/s1600-h/sketch+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194492894111240914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/SBaLw_3KktI/AAAAAAAAAZs/_cXi1kLVbp4/s400/sketch+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/SBaLjv3KksI/AAAAAAAAAZk/mHUyoTu8i_E/s1600-h/sketch+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194492666477974210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/SBaLjv3KksI/AAAAAAAAAZk/mHUyoTu8i_E/s400/sketch+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/R_3XkrWltKI/AAAAAAAAAYw/v9YCNY6AY6g/s1600-h/j&amp;amp;a+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187539370913412258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/R_3XkrWltKI/AAAAAAAAAYw/v9YCNY6AY6g/s400/j%26a+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/8299124280479802239-4222198217266561910?l=zixdays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/feeds/4222198217266561910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299124280479802239&amp;postID=4222198217266561910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/4222198217266561910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/4222198217266561910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/2008/04/painted-in-april.html' title='He always wear this Casio watch'/><author><name>6 days</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02514171251770603169</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://bp1.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/SBaLw_3KktI/AAAAAAAAAZs/_cXi1kLVbp4/s72-c/sketch+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8299124280479802239.post-7937407505324130328</id><published>2008-03-27T17:16:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T15:19:21.868+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can it be my Bali wedding invitation card cover?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/R-tmfzQHZtI/AAAAAAAAAYo/Zxuvegk3JfY/s1600-h/032508_231849.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182348492739667666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/R-tmfzQHZtI/AAAAAAAAAYo/Zxuvegk3JfY/s400/032508_231849.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/R-tmEjQHZsI/AAAAAAAAAYg/enmgEb4DvqI/s1600-h/032508_224009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182348024588232386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/R-tmEjQHZsI/AAAAAAAAAYg/enmgEb4DvqI/s400/032508_224009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8299124280479802239-7937407505324130328?l=zixdays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/feeds/7937407505324130328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299124280479802239&amp;postID=7937407505324130328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/7937407505324130328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/7937407505324130328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/2008/03/sketch.html' title='Can it be my Bali wedding invitation card cover?'/><author><name>6 days</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02514171251770603169</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/_q3W4wx6aFho/R-tmfzQHZtI/AAAAAAAAAYo/Zxuvegk3JfY/s72-c/032508_231849.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8299124280479802239.post-1015442525594379803</id><published>2008-03-14T12:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T12:13:47.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nagano, Japan</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177445488163264626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/R9n7PX3rmHI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/qMM4NNzKf7s/s400/2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177445543997839490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/R9n7Sn3rmII/AAAAAAAAAYY/TjAT_kH0Zvg/s400/1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/R9n7KH3rmGI/AAAAAAAAAYI/CASB1WqCAQk/s1600-h/3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177445397968951394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/R9n7KH3rmGI/AAAAAAAAAYI/CASB1WqCAQk/s400/3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/8299124280479802239-1015442525594379803?l=zixdays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/feeds/1015442525594379803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299124280479802239&amp;postID=1015442525594379803' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/1015442525594379803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/1015442525594379803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/2008/03/nagano-japan.html' title='Nagano, Japan'/><author><name>6 days</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02514171251770603169</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/_q3W4wx6aFho/R9n7PX3rmHI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/qMM4NNzKf7s/s72-c/2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8299124280479802239.post-3013718212186155881</id><published>2008-02-22T12:05:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T12:11:16.049+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine's Day in Paris</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/R75LRBwkCrI/AAAAAAAAAYA/umELpaUWZZo/s1600-h/DSCF2193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169652178169891506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/R75LRBwkCrI/AAAAAAAAAYA/umELpaUWZZo/s400/DSCF2193.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/R75LIhwkCqI/AAAAAAAAAX4/OjhCLwzc2FE/s1600-h/DSCF2192.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169652032141003426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/R75LIhwkCqI/AAAAAAAAAX4/OjhCLwzc2FE/s400/DSCF2192.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/R75KvhwkCpI/AAAAAAAAAXw/83Z2ViKqcAk/s1600-h/æªå½å.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169651602644273810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/R75KvhwkCpI/AAAAAAAAAXw/83Z2ViKqcAk/s400/%E6%9C%AA%E5%91%BD%E5%90%8D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/R75KZRwkCoI/AAAAAAAAAXo/FWSfOKDczzo/s1600-h/æªå½å.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/R75KQBwkCnI/AAAAAAAAAXg/SYm3YFP6FSQ/s1600-h/DSCF2199.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169651061478394482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/R75KQBwkCnI/AAAAAAAAAXg/SYm3YFP6FSQ/s400/DSCF2199.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/R75KHxwkCmI/AAAAAAAAAXY/8aV_wGgE9rA/s1600-h/DSCF2234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169650919744473698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/R75KHxwkCmI/AAAAAAAAAXY/8aV_wGgE9rA/s400/DSCF2234.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/8299124280479802239-3013718212186155881?l=zixdays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/feeds/3013718212186155881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299124280479802239&amp;postID=3013718212186155881' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/3013718212186155881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/3013718212186155881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/2008/02/valentines-day-in-paris_22.html' title='Valentine&apos;s Day in Paris'/><author><name>6 days</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02514171251770603169</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/_q3W4wx6aFho/R75LRBwkCrI/AAAAAAAAAYA/umELpaUWZZo/s72-c/DSCF2193.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8299124280479802239.post-271765686657413205</id><published>2008-02-22T11:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T12:12:12.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine's Night in Paris</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Le Pré Catalan RestaurantThe setting is divine, in the Bois de Boulogne, the woods to the west of Paris. The food is gourmet French cuisine, and the restaurant is a member of the “Relais Gourmand” group.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/R75IWhwkClI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/fpd9Lfap16k/s1600-h/Le+PrÃ©+Catalan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169648974124288594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/R75IWhwkClI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/fpd9Lfap16k/s400/Le+Pr%C3%A9+Catalan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/R75IKhwkCkI/AAAAAAAAAXI/NAAeZRD76Uo/s1600-h/dishes.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169648767965858370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/R75IKhwkCkI/AAAAAAAAAXI/NAAeZRD76Uo/s400/dishes.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8299124280479802239-271765686657413205?l=zixdays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/feeds/271765686657413205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299124280479802239&amp;postID=271765686657413205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/271765686657413205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/271765686657413205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/2008/02/valentines-day-in-paris.html' title='Valentine&apos;s Night in Paris'/><author><name>6 days</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02514171251770603169</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://bp2.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/R75IWhwkClI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/fpd9Lfap16k/s72-c/Le+Pr%C3%A9+Catalan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8299124280479802239.post-5326882439440258361</id><published>2008-02-05T11:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T11:14:21.494+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year's Resolution</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/R6fT5ZBrE2I/AAAAAAAAAXA/BHDZ82T0vGk/s1600-h/020408_201348.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163328480727470946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/R6fT5ZBrE2I/AAAAAAAAAXA/BHDZ82T0vGk/s320/020408_201348.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I do think New Year's resolutions can't technically be expected to begin on New Year's Day, don't you? Since, because it's an extension of New Year's Eve, smokers are already on a smoking roll and cannot be expected to stop abruptly on the stroke of midnight with so much nicotine in the system. Also dieting on New Year's Day isn't a good idea as you can't eat rationally but really need to be free to consume whatever is necessary, moment by moment, in order to ease your hangover. I think it would be much more sensible if resolutions began generally on January the second&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8299124280479802239-5326882439440258361?l=zixdays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/feeds/5326882439440258361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299124280479802239&amp;postID=5326882439440258361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/5326882439440258361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/5326882439440258361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/2008/02/new-year.html' title='New Year&apos;s Resolution'/><author><name>6 days</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02514171251770603169</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://bp1.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/R6fT5ZBrE2I/AAAAAAAAAXA/BHDZ82T0vGk/s72-c/020408_201348.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8299124280479802239.post-4944336171258208184</id><published>2008-01-28T14:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-08T19:42:37.445+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tokyo Concert</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Snowfall in Tokyo on Jan 23&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/R51xqJBrE1I/AAAAAAAAAW4/T8bas47Jyu4/s1600-h/misia+concert.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160405716827837266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/R51xqJBrE1I/AAAAAAAAAW4/T8bas47Jyu4/s400/misia+concert.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8299124280479802239-4944336171258208184?l=zixdays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/feeds/4944336171258208184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299124280479802239&amp;postID=4944336171258208184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/4944336171258208184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/4944336171258208184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/2008/01/tokyo-concert.html' title='Tokyo Concert'/><author><name>6 days</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02514171251770603169</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://bp2.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/R51xqJBrE1I/AAAAAAAAAW4/T8bas47Jyu4/s72-c/misia+concert.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8299124280479802239.post-2947659873191185982</id><published>2008-01-14T09:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T09:55:11.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding gown</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/R4rA6R6a9kI/AAAAAAAAAWo/XaKlJVbTaac/s1600-h/bride.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155144830952339010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/R4rA6R6a9kI/AAAAAAAAAWo/XaKlJVbTaac/s320/bride.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8299124280479802239-2947659873191185982?l=zixdays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/feeds/2947659873191185982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299124280479802239&amp;postID=2947659873191185982' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/2947659873191185982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/2947659873191185982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/2008/01/wedding-gown.html' title='Wedding gown'/><author><name>6 days</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02514171251770603169</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/_q3W4wx6aFho/R4rA6R6a9kI/AAAAAAAAAWo/XaKlJVbTaac/s72-c/bride.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8299124280479802239.post-4635753180662262120</id><published>2008-01-05T12:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T12:28:25.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A view from home</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/R38HYB6a9iI/AAAAAAAAAWY/iN4LDxq3zds/s1600-h/Home4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151844608146863650" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/R38Fix6a9hI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/O6b1KUIIDeg/s320/wedding_cake.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8299124280479802239-4121749347006238116?l=zixdays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/feeds/4121749347006238116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299124280479802239&amp;postID=4121749347006238116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/4121749347006238116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/4121749347006238116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/2008/01/blog-post.html' title='個蛋糕好靚呵'/><author><name>6 days</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02514171251770603169</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://bp2.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/R38Fix6a9hI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/O6b1KUIIDeg/s72-c/wedding_cake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8299124280479802239.post-2133992258500878373</id><published>2007-12-23T14:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T12:08:08.115+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Location: Bali</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#666666;"&gt;Ritz Carlton, Bali Resort &amp;amp; Spa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/R24GZK_xC-I/AAAAAAAAAWI/DFl0MTt3dGM/s1600-h/tresna+new.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147058453649361890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/R24GZK_xC-I/AAAAAAAAAWI/DFl0MTt3dGM/s320/tresna+new.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/R24GUK_xC9I/AAAAAAAAAWA/sV1U_CoayF0/s1600-h/tresna.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147058367750015954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/R24GUK_xC9I/AAAAAAAAAWA/sV1U_CoayF0/s320/tresna.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;The place is beautiful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/8299124280479802239-2133992258500878373?l=zixdays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/feeds/2133992258500878373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299124280479802239&amp;postID=2133992258500878373' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/2133992258500878373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/2133992258500878373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/2007/12/place-is-beautiful.html' title='Location: Bali'/><author><name>6 days</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02514171251770603169</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://bp1.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/R24GZK_xC-I/AAAAAAAAAWI/DFl0MTt3dGM/s72-c/tresna+new.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8299124280479802239.post-2127704102187311123</id><published>2007-12-16T19:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T19:34:15.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A view from home</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/R2UM6K_xC7I/AAAAAAAAAVw/21fF69uN7m8/s1600-h/IMG_0617.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144532342864415666" style="DISPLAY: block; 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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#666666;"&gt;Location: Bali&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/R2TsVa_xC6I/AAAAAAAAAVo/S5ZQqRIcGQk/s1600-h/IMG_0641b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144496527132134306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/R2TsVa_xC6I/AAAAAAAAAVo/S5ZQqRIcGQk/s400/IMG_0641b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8299124280479802239-730047442790485600?l=zixdays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/feeds/730047442790485600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299124280479802239&amp;postID=730047442790485600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/730047442790485600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/730047442790485600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/2007/12/headache.html' title='......headache'/><author><name>6 days</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02514171251770603169</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/_q3W4wx6aFho/R2TsVa_xC6I/AAAAAAAAAVo/S5ZQqRIcGQk/s72-c/IMG_0641b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8299124280479802239.post-3360253264620207595</id><published>2007-12-07T12:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T13:00:56.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We're Engaged!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/R1jTaxOIlHI/AAAAAAAAAVY/sTjvBPfKoPY/s1600-h/ç¬¬ä¸ç¾ä¸åäºå¤.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141091431486100594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/R1jTaxOIlHI/AAAAAAAAAVY/sTjvBPfKoPY/s400/%E7%AC%AC%E4%B8%83%E7%99%BE%E4%B8%89%E5%8D%81%E4%BA%8C%E5%A4%9C.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8299124280479802239-3360253264620207595?l=zixdays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/feeds/3360253264620207595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299124280479802239&amp;postID=3360253264620207595' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/3360253264620207595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/3360253264620207595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/2007/12/were-engaged.html' title='We&apos;re Engaged!'/><author><name>6 days</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02514171251770603169</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://bp1.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/R1jTaxOIlHI/AAAAAAAAAVY/sTjvBPfKoPY/s72-c/%E7%AC%AC%E4%B8%83%E7%99%BE%E4%B8%89%E5%8D%81%E4%BA%8C%E5%A4%9C.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8299124280479802239.post-4773501976218475492</id><published>2007-11-21T17:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T17:02:26.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>C'est bon!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/R0Pz_mlw76I/AAAAAAAAAVQ/EsuiUVnPuMY/s1600-h/c"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135216274148749218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/R0Pz_mlw76I/AAAAAAAAAVQ/EsuiUVnPuMY/s400/c%27est+bon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8299124280479802239-4773501976218475492?l=zixdays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/feeds/4773501976218475492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299124280479802239&amp;postID=4773501976218475492' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/4773501976218475492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/4773501976218475492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/2007/11/cest-bon.html' title='C&apos;est bon!'/><author><name>6 days</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02514171251770603169</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/_q3W4wx6aFho/R0Pz_mlw76I/AAAAAAAAAVQ/EsuiUVnPuMY/s72-c/c%27est+bon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8299124280479802239.post-7702601258397292295</id><published>2007-11-21T16:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T16:59:19.382+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Does he still loves his ex?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;It was wrong of him to tell you he loves you, when he still loves his ex. Love doesn't work like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8299124280479802239-7702601258397292295?l=zixdays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/feeds/7702601258397292295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299124280479802239&amp;postID=7702601258397292295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/7702601258397292295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/7702601258397292295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/2007/11/does-he-still-loves-his-ex.html' title='Does he still loves his ex?'/><author><name>6 days</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02514171251770603169</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-8299124280479802239.post-8365096570886499665</id><published>2007-11-01T12:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T12:25:12.732+08:00</updated><title type='text'>He is not ready...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;If we want to learn to love, we must first learn to forgive and let go of past hurts and grievances.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems that he's not ready yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8299124280479802239-8365096570886499665?l=zixdays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/feeds/8365096570886499665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299124280479802239&amp;postID=8365096570886499665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/8365096570886499665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/8365096570886499665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/2007/11/he-is-not-ready.html' title='He is not ready...'/><author><name>6 days</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02514171251770603169</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-8299124280479802239.post-3706392618347188510</id><published>2007-10-26T16:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T17:31:06.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bali – Mola Mola (Sunfish)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/RyGuufv_8JI/AAAAAAAAAVI/5yZ-uxVztXI/s1600-h/blog.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125569964744372370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/RyGuufv_8JI/AAAAAAAAAVI/5yZ-uxVztXI/s400/blog.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/RyGs7Pv_8II/AAAAAAAAAVA/mZpt3csOCAs/s1600-h/Nusa+Penida4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125567984764448898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/RyGs7Pv_8II/AAAAAAAAAVA/mZpt3csOCAs/s400/Nusa+Penida4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/RyGsH_v_8HI/AAAAAAAAAU4/B59R-OWS9qk/s1600-h/Nusa+Penida3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125567104296153202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/RyGsH_v_8HI/AAAAAAAAAU4/B59R-OWS9qk/s400/Nusa+Penida3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/8299124280479802239-3706392618347188510?l=zixdays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/feeds/3706392618347188510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299124280479802239&amp;postID=3706392618347188510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/3706392618347188510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/3706392618347188510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/2007/10/bali-mola-mola-sunfish.html' title='Bali – Mola Mola (Sunfish)'/><author><name>6 days</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02514171251770603169</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/_q3W4wx6aFho/RyGuufv_8JI/AAAAAAAAAVI/5yZ-uxVztXI/s72-c/blog.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8299124280479802239.post-4021248661418275582</id><published>2007-10-11T16:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T16:35:20.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bali - My First Diving Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/Rw3gAJ4WV1I/AAAAAAAAAUg/Rg5gf9kfG1I/s1600-h/bbmak1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119994644647008082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/Rw3gAJ4WV1I/AAAAAAAAAUg/Rg5gf9kfG1I/s400/bbmak1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/Rw3f8Z4WV0I/AAAAAAAAAUY/gGOG3ojCgSk/s1600-h/Well+protected+coral.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119994580222498626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/Rw3f8Z4WV0I/AAAAAAAAAUY/gGOG3ojCgSk/s400/Well+protected+coral.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/Rw3f0J4WVzI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/jdkD42JmEO0/s1600-h/æªå½å.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119994438488577842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/Rw3f0J4WVzI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/jdkD42JmEO0/s400/%E6%9C%AA%E5%91%BD%E5%90%8D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/Rw3fwJ4WVyI/AAAAAAAAAUI/LNH5GgiM2oI/s1600-h/Jen+&amp;amp;+Aric.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119994369769101090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/Rw3fwJ4WVyI/AAAAAAAAAUI/LNH5GgiM2oI/s400/Jen+%26+Aric.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Oh… Don't Laugh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/Rw3eSJ4WVxI/AAAAAAAAAUA/eqbMg7ALOb0/s1600-h/Oh...Don"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119992754861397778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/Rw3eSJ4WVxI/AAAAAAAAAUA/eqbMg7ALOb0/s400/Oh...Don%27t+Laugh.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Guess what, today is my first day back at work after almost two weeks off. Think of all my colleague stuck here at the office while I went prancing in the paradise and just had as much fun as possible...  Don't worry, they just give me hell when I get back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please believe me when I say, I really want to do this again! The diving trip was perfect and I appreciate it very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like to be in a dream underwater world than to be in reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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/8299124280479802239-4021248661418275582?l=zixdays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/feeds/4021248661418275582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299124280479802239&amp;postID=4021248661418275582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/4021248661418275582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/4021248661418275582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/2007/10/bali-my-first-diving-trip.html' title='Bali - My First Diving Trip'/><author><name>6 days</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02514171251770603169</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://bp1.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/Rw3gAJ4WV1I/AAAAAAAAAUg/Rg5gf9kfG1I/s72-c/bbmak1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8299124280479802239.post-3325175960266119839</id><published>2007-09-28T16:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T16:58:42.278+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Touch</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Touch is one of the most powerful expressions of love, breaking down barriers and bonding relationships. Touch changes our physical and emotional states and makes us more receptive to love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8299124280479802239-3325175960266119839?l=zixdays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/feeds/3325175960266119839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299124280479802239&amp;postID=3325175960266119839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/3325175960266119839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/3325175960266119839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/2007/09/touch.html' title='Touch'/><author><name>6 days</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02514171251770603169</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-8299124280479802239.post-7379857518020855294</id><published>2007-09-19T15:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T15:24:39.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Six Months</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/RvDOW9uPXPI/AAAAAAAAAT4/PU-zc5BSn2k/s1600-h/step1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111812470986464498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/RvDOW9uPXPI/AAAAAAAAAT4/PU-zc5BSn2k/s400/step1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/RvDOTduPXOI/AAAAAAAAATw/J8OLdgbQDyY/s1600-h/step2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111812410856922338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 303px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="231" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/RvDOTduPXOI/AAAAAAAAATw/J8OLdgbQDyY/s400/step2.JPG" width="325" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/RvDOQNuPXNI/AAAAAAAAATo/IrbMhRa0C_g/s1600-h/step3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111812355022347474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 303px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 196px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="223" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/RvDOQNuPXNI/AAAAAAAAATo/IrbMhRa0C_g/s400/step3.JPG" width="322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111812290597838018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="217" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/RvDOMduPXMI/AAAAAAAAATg/K-fPG8J_PqU/s400/step4.JPG" width="305" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/8299124280479802239-7379857518020855294?l=zixdays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/feeds/7379857518020855294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299124280479802239&amp;postID=7379857518020855294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/7379857518020855294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/7379857518020855294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/2007/09/happy-six-months.html' title='Happy Six Months'/><author><name>6 days</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02514171251770603169</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/_q3W4wx6aFho/RvDOW9uPXPI/AAAAAAAAAT4/PU-zc5BSn2k/s72-c/step1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8299124280479802239.post-5404321820444829891</id><published>2007-09-17T10:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T10:31:33.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whole-hearted listening</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Young couples often dream of growing old together. How can you really stay together for a lifetime? Are feelings of happiness the kind of "glue" that keeps people together? Not likely, and certainly not alone. What about commitment? Does it take a strict sense of duty and conscious decisions to make a lifetime marriage possible? That's part of it. But there is something more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day-to-day activities and events give partners shared experiences and memories. Over time, these small moments grow into a shared history that is deep and binding. We feel strongly connected to our another half not just because we feel love for him or her, but because we have a life together, every day, including good times, and bad times. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another way is simply to listen to our partner with our full attention. Supportive, whole-hearted listening lets our partner know that he or she is really our first priority. It takes time and effort to understand one another and to be cheerleaders for each other.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8299124280479802239-5404321820444829891?l=zixdays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/feeds/5404321820444829891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299124280479802239&amp;postID=5404321820444829891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/5404321820444829891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/5404321820444829891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/2007/09/whole-hearted-listening.html' title='Whole-hearted listening'/><author><name>6 days</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02514171251770603169</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-8299124280479802239.post-2129715834336908212</id><published>2007-09-05T14:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T14:33:49.424+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How to Keep Love Growing Through the Ups And Downs</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;You trust each other that you won't run off if things get bad - you know you're in it for the long haul. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;You've seen each other at your best, and you've seen each other on those rumpled mornings when you feel completely awful. Yes, you know you're both not perfect. But what you are, you accept with love and affection. Your relationship isn't about rushing to look fancy all the time - you like each other just the way you are normally. If you start to get grumpy about something, one of you will back off and talk about it later. You grow to learn when one of you is upset about a topic and to work around it. If you've reached this stage - this is what real love is all about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Although things may start out wonderfully in the beginning, there is always the fear that it won't last, that difficulties will arise, feelings will start to change. Then when things alter, as they naturally must, many have the mistaken idea that the love is disappearing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;When we initially fall in love, we feel we have found the perfect person? A tremendous excitement takes over. We project many wonderful qualities upon our partner and block out any faults. Then we feel that we, too, must be so wonderful to have a partner who is so ideal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a huge demand to make upon another person, but it happens anyway. When this demand is not fulfilled, a deep disappointment can arise. It seems as though the partner has failed us, but in truth it is the unrealistic demands we have made that is causing pain. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one has to change for you to love them. Nor do you have to change to be worthy of love. You can never change enough to please another person. The work of love is to be able to love the other just as they are, and to also love yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The work of love is the work of learning to accept the other person, and also to accept yourself. Love is not a feeling that stays the same all the time. Love is a verb. It grows as we face change and difficulty. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8299124280479802239-2129715834336908212?l=zixdays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/feeds/2129715834336908212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299124280479802239&amp;postID=2129715834336908212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/2129715834336908212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/2129715834336908212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/2007/09/how-to-keep-love-growing-through-ups.html' title='How to Keep Love Growing Through the Ups And Downs'/><author><name>6 days</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02514171251770603169</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-8299124280479802239.post-638883069252542108</id><published>2007-09-04T15:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T15:13:38.087+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What do you do when your boyfriend's ex still wants to be friends with him?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Someone ask me: What do you do when your boyfriend's ex still wants to be friends with him but you are afraid it could develop into more?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Let him be friends with her. Don't let the jealously take over your emotions, let him decide. Because if you tell him what to do, and he doesn't like it he'll find a way to be her friend behind your back if that's what he wants to do. Plus, they broke up for a reason, and he is with you now. Although I'd been burnt once on this, relationships are built on trust, love and respect, so you must love him, otherwise the relationship is pointless. If he loves you and you love him, trust him to make the right decision.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8299124280479802239-638883069252542108?l=zixdays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/feeds/638883069252542108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299124280479802239&amp;postID=638883069252542108' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/638883069252542108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/638883069252542108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/2007/09/what-do-you-do-when-your-boyfriends-ex.html' title='What do you do when your boyfriend&apos;s ex still wants to be friends with him?'/><author><name>6 days</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02514171251770603169</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8299124280479802239.post-7311670595699301826</id><published>2007-08-29T15:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-29T15:07:28.182+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where's your fire?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Every idea begins with a spark of inspiration. That spark is always created by the friction of a desire rubbing up against a barrier. We come equipped with a load of desires. When our desires are easily satisfied, they burn themselves out. There's no longer a need for passion. So we move up our hierarchy of needs to until we find another barrier. That's just the way we are. Pretty soon, we're headed for the moon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;We can sit for hours, fascinated with the warmth, glow, and dance of a fire. Just as we can satisfy ourselves reading biographies of great explorers, inventors, and conquerors. Or watching the exploits of passionate people on TV and in the movies. Or following them in the news.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;These pictures of great lives and harrowing adventures stoke the fires of our passions. Some of us take our passions one step further. Like the greats, we make a promise. We commit to following our passion where it leads. Once we make our picture public, we are seldom alone. Our creative fire attracts the creative fire of other people focused on the same or a similar picture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;How can you keep your creative fire hot without getting burned? If you're too worried about that, you've probably not going to make much creative fire.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8299124280479802239-7311670595699301826?l=zixdays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/feeds/7311670595699301826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299124280479802239&amp;postID=7311670595699301826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/7311670595699301826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/7311670595699301826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/2007/08/wheres-your-fire.html' title='Where&apos;s your fire?'/><author><name>6 days</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02514171251770603169</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-8299124280479802239.post-7590753561243780395</id><published>2007-08-28T11:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T11:44:49.905+08:00</updated><title type='text'>昨天、今天、明天</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/RtOaA5ZBb-I/AAAAAAAAATY/8F_92WsdAbY/s1600-h/IMG_0372.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103592142937354210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/RtOaA5ZBb-I/AAAAAAAAATY/8F_92WsdAbY/s400/IMG_0372.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;  當我們回顧過去、放眼未來時，會發現“今天”的顯現和顯現對境一個個即來即失，就如同坐在快速行駛的列車上看窗外的花草樹木。今天我們使用的物品、居住的房屋以及稱之為“我”的五蘊身體等等的一切，都不再是昨天的，因為昨天的一切已經顯現而又消失，走向了過去。時間，如同魔鬼般張著天地大的兇猛的嘴、呲著像陡峭的雪山般堅厲的牙，吞噬了這所有的一切。就當我轉動筆尖寫下這幾句話時，時間又已經悄無聲息地吞噬掉我們生命裏的寶貴幾分鐘，我們的壽命又已經減少了幾分鐘。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;  很多年前活潑可愛的你、現在年輕瀟灑的你、未來老態龍鍾的你，如果這三個不一樣的形像同時出現在你面前，你認為哪一個是真正的你？如果說這三個都是你，那麼你就變成了三個。這樣推算，每年都會出現新的你；如果再仔細計算，則每一刹那都會出現新的你，那你就變成無數個了；再進一步仔細分析，“一刹那”也可以細分，到最終，連細微的“一刹那”也找不到了。我們的身體並不是在童年、青年、老年分時段發生變化，也不是每個月才變化一次，而是不留痕跡地每一刹那都在發生變化。短暫的人生，不過是上演了一場生、老、病、死的短暫歌舞罷了，如同天空中劃出了一道刹那間的閃電，對如此短暫的人生，卻作長遠的打算，那只能是自己欺騙自己。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8299124280479802239-7590753561243780395?l=zixdays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/feeds/7590753561243780395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299124280479802239&amp;postID=7590753561243780395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/7590753561243780395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/7590753561243780395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/2007/08/blog-post_28.html' title='昨天、今天、明天'/><author><name>6 days</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02514171251770603169</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://bp1.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/RtOaA5ZBb-I/AAAAAAAAATY/8F_92WsdAbY/s72-c/IMG_0372.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8299124280479802239.post-4385244691023352306</id><published>2007-08-23T09:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T09:56:50.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Talking to your brain</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Hey wake up! We've got to write another article.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Give it a rest, will you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on, you've got no reason to be so grumpy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Reason? What's that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're so difficult to deal with sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;No, I'm not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes you are. I can never get you do what I want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;That's because you're always trying to control me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;But I need an idea. Now! You know I can't write without you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;You interrupted a wonderful daydream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How am I supposed to get anything done with a better half like you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;What's to get done? Life is a process, not a product.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's easy for you to say, up in there clouds, no contact with reality. But I have to write an article.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;You want ideas, this is where they come from.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So give me an idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Are you listening?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Promise to take good care of it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Promise to defend it against all your left-brain friends?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Promise never to compromise it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you want from me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;What do you think?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Yes, you do. I just gave you one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;You weren't writing it down?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on. Talking to yourself is bad enough, but writing it down, that's...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;That's what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...not a bad idea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;You're welcome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8299124280479802239-4385244691023352306?l=zixdays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/feeds/4385244691023352306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299124280479802239&amp;postID=4385244691023352306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/4385244691023352306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/4385244691023352306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/2007/08/talking-to-your-brain.html' title='Talking to your brain'/><author><name>6 days</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02514171251770603169</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-8299124280479802239.post-2541267648406830000</id><published>2007-08-21T09:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T22:33:01.722+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The most creative brains</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;The New York PR agency, Porter Novelli, conducted a survey of 100 executives from America's top companies, They asked, "Which is more important, intelligence or creativity?" 59% cast their lot with creativity. 28% went with intelligence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the good news. They also asked, "Do American schools do enough to foster creativity?"76% said no. Only 14% said yes. It's still good news for executives, though. According to the survey, tight budgets do little to limit creativity. And deadlines actually help. But consider whom they asked.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most creative companies they could think of were Apple, 3M, McDonalds, and Disney. The most creative people they named were Ross Perot, Steven Jobs, and Thomas Edison. In that order, the most encouraging news is the belief among 88% of America’s most stellar executives that their"most creative days are ahead..." Nearly half said they were more creative than their bosses. And 43% said that they themselves have been accused of being "too creative." Way to go!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, if you're looking for the best time to present your big idea to the boss, you gotta get 'em as early yin the morning as possible. That's when 46% say they are most creative. It drops dramatically throughout the rest of the day with a little positive blip in the evening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8299124280479802239-2541267648406830000?l=zixdays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/feeds/2541267648406830000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299124280479802239&amp;postID=2541267648406830000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/2541267648406830000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/2541267648406830000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/2007/08/most-creative-brains.html' title='The most creative brains'/><author><name>6 days</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02514171251770603169</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-8299124280479802239.post-7181258503845768148</id><published>2007-08-20T17:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T17:55:13.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thinking with a pencil</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/Rslk-JZBb9I/AAAAAAAAATQ/HeZCgg6Yl5I/s1600-h/think+w+a+pencil.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100719071809335250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/Rslk-JZBb9I/AAAAAAAAATQ/HeZCgg6Yl5I/s400/think+w+a+pencil.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8299124280479802239-7181258503845768148?l=zixdays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/feeds/7181258503845768148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299124280479802239&amp;postID=7181258503845768148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/7181258503845768148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/7181258503845768148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/2007/08/thinking-with-pencil_20.html' title='Thinking with a pencil'/><author><name>6 days</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02514171251770603169</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/_q3W4wx6aFho/Rslk-JZBb9I/AAAAAAAAATQ/HeZCgg6Yl5I/s72-c/think+w+a+pencil.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8299124280479802239.post-8123905940909627411</id><published>2007-08-18T09:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T22:33:30.511+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy boss</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Don't ever admit you're working for lousy boss. Because it's been shown that lousy bosses hire incompetent people. Any you don't want to identify yourself with this phenomenon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;To keep good people in their place, bad boss belittles and intimidates. He keeps tight reigns on information, discourages new ideas, and allows nothing to happen without their approval. Bad boss is critical, indecisive, inconsistent, and demanding. He never listens, rarely show approval, and have no sense of humor.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He makes as much noise as he does salary. And we could get along with a lot less of both. You spend valuable time planning when to approach him, because you want to hit him when his mood swings your way. He is never around, and when he is, his door is locked. You have to do everything his way. He cares about no one but himself. Today he's pondering how to pose for his corporate portrait. He ignores or humiliates anyone who threatens to mar his image. And if he's listening, he has no idea who I'm talking about.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do we tolerate? The corporate drive for profit accommodates anything that works, including tyrants. And the only thing that will improve conditions, is your insistence on standards of common decency.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;The good news is, there are better bosses out there, and they listen. They realize that money-making ideas can come from anyone. But to listen, bosses have to trust. A boss who doesn’t trust is probably in over his head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8299124280479802239-8123905940909627411?l=zixdays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/feeds/8123905940909627411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299124280479802239&amp;postID=8123905940909627411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/8123905940909627411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/8123905940909627411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/2007/08/crazy-boss.html' title='Crazy boss'/><author><name>6 days</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02514171251770603169</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-8299124280479802239.post-3419139028358142729</id><published>2007-08-17T13:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-17T13:13:53.902+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Be a good wife</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Think about it: what simple things in life could you do to make someone else's life better -- and what would you appreciate the most if it were done for you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Be happy to see him. Greet him with a warm smile. Don't greet him with complaints or problems. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Showing respect for his family and friends. You should avoid putting him in a position where he had to choose between his mother and his wife.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Be good with his parents and relatives in his absence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Make the home pretty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Listen to him. You may have a dozen important things to tell him, but the moment of his arrival is not the time. Let him talk first. Don't badger him with inane banalities -- whatever hot topic of discussion you have, unless it is ill or on fire, can probably wait for you to talk about it until he has time to catch his breath.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Pleasing him if he is angry -- If he was angry because of external reasons then keep silent until his anger goes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Make the evening his. Never complain instead, try to understand his world of strain and pressure and his very real need to be at home and relax. Treat him like you would expect to be treated and recognize the value of time alone or with other friends. (assuming he is loyal and not a schmuck -- if he can't be trusted to do this, get rid of him) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Physical beautification -- Take good care of your body and fitness, beautify and perfume yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Speak in a low, soothing and pleasant voice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Don't question his judgment or integrity. The point is he should be trustworthy and you should treat him as such and in return his job is to take care of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;A good wife always knows her place. Yep -- in the house and in the senate, too! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Hope this inspired a few smiles, and a few more kind actions towards our partners.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8299124280479802239-3419139028358142729?l=zixdays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/feeds/3419139028358142729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299124280479802239&amp;postID=3419139028358142729' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/3419139028358142729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/3419139028358142729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/2007/08/be-good-wife.html' title='Be a good wife'/><author><name>6 days</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02514171251770603169</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-8299124280479802239.post-9120213109296234734</id><published>2007-08-17T13:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-17T13:04:21.972+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What would you do if your boyfriend coming back home late into the night?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;6 hours is neither long nor short, but 6 hours into the night is quite bad. He was out that long and hasn't told me he intends to be that long. I feel like calling him but don't want to be so obvious and give him any pressure. I tried to call him after 5 hours (at 4am) but he didn't pick up the call which made it worst. It would be better if my other half knows to call me as I worry, so as long as he calls to let me know he is still alive and not lying in a ditch then that's fine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8299124280479802239-9120213109296234734?l=zixdays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/feeds/9120213109296234734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299124280479802239&amp;postID=9120213109296234734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/9120213109296234734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/9120213109296234734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/2007/08/what-would-you-do-if-your-boyfriend.html' title='What would you do if your boyfriend coming back home late into the night?'/><author><name>6 days</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02514171251770603169</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-8299124280479802239.post-6951464122946015274</id><published>2007-08-16T09:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T09:22:35.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Commitment</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;As for commitment, I think it is a result, not a component of love. Two people will naturally want to stay together if they are in a loving relationship. I can say that a conscious commitment to stay together was never part of the picture for either of us. Rather, the desire to stay together was the outcome of loving each other. On the other hand, a person who baulks at committing themselves because they value freedom more than the relationship is not tasting the fruits of love, or so it seems to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8299124280479802239-6951464122946015274?l=zixdays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/feeds/6951464122946015274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299124280479802239&amp;postID=6951464122946015274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/6951464122946015274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/6951464122946015274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/2007/08/commitment_16.html' title='Commitment'/><author><name>6 days</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02514171251770603169</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-8299124280479802239.post-3588875989944997959</id><published>2007-08-15T12:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T09:21:43.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Leaving 15 days----Staying 8 days----Leaving 13 days----Staying 12 days----Leaving 12 days----20/60----1/3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8299124280479802239-3588875989944997959?l=zixdays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/feeds/3588875989944997959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299124280479802239&amp;postID=3588875989944997959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/3588875989944997959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/3588875989944997959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-feared-moment-of-separation.html' title=''/><author><name>6 days</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02514171251770603169</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-8299124280479802239.post-6152994399258586197</id><published>2007-08-15T12:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T12:49:46.649+08:00</updated><title type='text'>'Behind the scene' painting</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/RsKAm7NGsyI/AAAAAAAAAS8/84cg3fTLfI8/s1600-h/Behind+the+scene.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098779134352864034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/RsKAm7NGsyI/AAAAAAAAAS8/84cg3fTLfI8/s400/Behind+the+scene.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/RsKAVLNGswI/AAAAAAAAASs/2gJp8mriV0M/s1600-h/Behind+the+scene.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;There is a painting I happened to drip yellow paint on. At first I was terribly upset, but then I started enjoying it. The trickle looked like a crack; it turned the flowers into a battered old backdrop, a backdrop with some flowers painted on it. I began playing with the crack, filling it out, wondering what might be visible behind it. I called it “behind the scene”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the surface, there was always an impeccably realistic world, but underneath, behind the paper, lurked something different, something mysterious or abstract.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/8299124280479802239-6152994399258586197?l=zixdays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/feeds/6152994399258586197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299124280479802239&amp;postID=6152994399258586197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/6152994399258586197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/6152994399258586197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/2007/08/behind-scene-painting.html' title='&apos;Behind the scene&apos; painting'/><author><name>6 days</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02514171251770603169</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://bp1.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/RsKAm7NGsyI/AAAAAAAAAS8/84cg3fTLfI8/s72-c/Behind+the+scene.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8299124280479802239.post-3184411644126255969</id><published>2007-08-13T11:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T11:45:38.239+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Communication</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;When we learn to communicate openly and honestly, life changes. To love someone is to communicate with them. Let the people you love know that you love them and appreciate them. Never be afraid to say those three magic words: “I Love You.” Never let an opportunity pass to praise someone. Always leave someone you love with a loving word – it could be the last time you see them. If you were about to die but could make telephone calls to the people you loved, who would you call, what would you say and... why are you waiting?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8299124280479802239-3184411644126255969?l=zixdays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/feeds/3184411644126255969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299124280479802239&amp;postID=3184411644126255969' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/3184411644126255969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/3184411644126255969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/2007/08/communication.html' title='Communication'/><author><name>6 days</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02514171251770603169</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-8299124280479802239.post-3009895106864727320</id><published>2007-08-10T11:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-10T11:34:02.652+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Making love</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Romance and passion are about taking in information and energy, as opposed to broadcasting them. So it is not about being sexy or being attractive, it is about being interested in your partner and being receptive and knowing them, and taking in something deep and fundamental about them. It is a moment-to-moment decision to be interested, to be complimentary. &lt;em&gt;People good at relationships have this habit of looking for things to appreciate.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8299124280479802239-3009895106864727320?l=zixdays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/feeds/3009895106864727320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299124280479802239&amp;postID=3009895106864727320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/3009895106864727320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/3009895106864727320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/2007/08/making-love.html' title='Making love'/><author><name>6 days</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02514171251770603169</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-8299124280479802239.post-4139163502045488137</id><published>2007-08-07T14:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T14:36:13.395+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You don't marry someone you can live with</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;To my dearest and loveliest friend:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to keep waiting for the 'right one', but it's worth it in the end. You are worth having someone be loving and kind and special and make bells ring in your head, to make your heart pound and your palms sweaty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People say: You don't marry someone you can live with, you marry the person who you cannot live without.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8299124280479802239-4139163502045488137?l=zixdays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/feeds/4139163502045488137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299124280479802239&amp;postID=4139163502045488137' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/4139163502045488137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/4139163502045488137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/2007/08/you-dont-marry-someone-you-can-live.html' title='You don&apos;t marry someone you can live with'/><author><name>6 days</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02514171251770603169</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-8299124280479802239.post-7587073354566651899</id><published>2007-08-07T14:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T15:00:38.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'>隱藏在心中的事</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;芝宇久違心&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;耿耿&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;鬢邊猶染舊烟&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;痕&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;暗竹浮烟人&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;寂寂&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;一一心頭印作&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;痕&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;注:“久違芝宇，時切葭思”這是舊時書信中常用的客套語，意思是久不見面，時刻想念。芝宇，即眉宇。 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;詩的好歹，意思的深淺，姑且勿論；於今數年，這是醒過來的人的真聲音。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8299124280479802239-7587073354566651899?l=zixdays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/feeds/7587073354566651899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299124280479802239&amp;postID=7587073354566651899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/7587073354566651899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/7587073354566651899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/2007/08/blog-post.html' title='隱藏在心中的事'/><author><name>6 days</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02514171251770603169</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-8299124280479802239.post-164099724748943084</id><published>2007-08-01T10:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T14:35:21.477+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pull your head out of your ass</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/RrApXbNGsvI/AAAAAAAAASk/cuqx9_V65-c/s1600-h/ass.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093616660972483314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/RrApXbNGsvI/AAAAAAAAASk/cuqx9_V65-c/s400/ass.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/Rq_qNbNGsuI/AAAAAAAAASc/F5hJCGjDqhk/s1600-h/IMG_0387.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8299124280479802239-164099724748943084?l=zixdays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/feeds/164099724748943084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299124280479802239&amp;postID=164099724748943084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/164099724748943084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/164099724748943084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/2007/08/pull-your-head-out-of-your-ass-women.html' title='Pull your head out of your ass'/><author><name>6 days</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02514171251770603169</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://bp1.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/RrApXbNGsvI/AAAAAAAAASk/cuqx9_V65-c/s72-c/ass.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8299124280479802239.post-4219170706561638230</id><published>2007-07-31T11:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T15:44:26.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The nights with THE CURE &amp; Transformer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/Rq6ofbNGssI/AAAAAAAAASM/3VK3v4vJm28/s1600-h/cure+transformer.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093193486434742978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/Rq6ofbNGssI/AAAAAAAAASM/3VK3v4vJm28/s400/cure+transformer.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;A night with THE CURE - This legendary British post-punk band performed live in HK for the first time ever last night at the AsiaWorld Arena. It was brilliant! Robert Smith was great. I was standing in the middle facing Robert. They played almost 3 hours with a lot of classics and hits. They put this much energy into the night. It was intense. The sound mix was the best I've ever heard and every song was powerful and deep. The music was amazingly "full". They got my body shaking the whole night. The HK crowds were much much milder than anywhere else...it's good so nobody got hurt. Thanks my boyfriend for introducing the band to me. When they were playing "Lovesong" my boyfriend was holding me close and singing close to my ears. Thanks again Robert, Simon, Porl and Jason.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093193409125331634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/Rq6oa7NGsrI/AAAAAAAAASE/5VY9df6hWFU/s400/cure+rob.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt; He was dancing a little on the left corner of the stage...VERY cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/Rq6oGbNGsqI/AAAAAAAAAR8/D-wVXvNxJpw/s1600-h/cure+transformer.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/Rq6oBrNGspI/AAAAAAAAAR0/0uo8XcRq3JE/s1600-h/rob1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093192975333634706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/Rq6oBrNGspI/AAAAAAAAAR0/0uo8XcRq3JE/s400/rob1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/Rq6n-rNGsoI/AAAAAAAAARs/h0WwuZ1P-mc/s1600-h/rob2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093192923794027138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/Rq6n-rNGsoI/AAAAAAAAARs/h0WwuZ1P-mc/s400/rob2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/Rq6n67NGsnI/AAAAAAAAARk/Lgp87aWhbAw/s1600-h/rob3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093192859369517682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/Rq6n67NGsnI/AAAAAAAAARk/Lgp87aWhbAw/s400/rob3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/Rq6n2bNGsmI/AAAAAAAAARc/5d81_rC0t64/s1600-h/rob+simon.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093192782060106338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/Rq6n2bNGsmI/AAAAAAAAARc/5d81_rC0t64/s400/rob+simon.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;The movie TRANSFORMER - It's as juvenile as it exhilarating, as staggeringly-stupid as it is keenly well-crafted. This is a primal entertainment, brute force vs. brute force, bad robots vs. good robots. The United States federal government sits somewhere between the rival robot groups. Generally, leaders are buffoons, more hindrance than help, while grunts on the ground are brave and battle-tested. When Transformers isn't going over the top, it's often a fun summer-movie ride. Besides, Captain Lennox is cute.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093196604580999890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/Rq6rU7NGstI/AAAAAAAAASU/7_SJoYGul2A/s400/Transformers%2B070507_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/8299124280479802239-4219170706561638230?l=zixdays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/feeds/4219170706561638230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299124280479802239&amp;postID=4219170706561638230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/4219170706561638230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/4219170706561638230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/2007/07/nights-with-cure-transformer.html' title='The nights with THE CURE &amp; Transformer'/><author><name>6 days</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02514171251770603169</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/_q3W4wx6aFho/Rq6ofbNGssI/AAAAAAAAASM/3VK3v4vJm28/s72-c/cure+transformer.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8299124280479802239.post-4999352099182993509</id><published>2007-07-30T09:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T14:35:55.092+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I feared the moment of separation</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Leaving 15 days----------Staying 8 days----------Another Leaving (13 days)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8299124280479802239-4999352099182993509?l=zixdays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/feeds/4999352099182993509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299124280479802239&amp;postID=4999352099182993509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/4999352099182993509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/4999352099182993509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-feared-moment-of-separation_30.html' title='I feared the moment of separation'/><author><name>6 days</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02514171251770603169</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-8299124280479802239.post-4976915371011281674</id><published>2007-07-30T09:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T12:36:59.762+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Up thoughts for down moments</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Love is an understanding that is so complete that you feel as if you are a part of the other person, and accepting the other person just the way they are and not trying to change them to be something else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8299124280479802239-4976915371011281674?l=zixdays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/feeds/4976915371011281674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299124280479802239&amp;postID=4976915371011281674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/4976915371011281674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/4976915371011281674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/2007/07/up-thoughts-for-down-moments-if-i-love.html' title='Up thoughts for down moments'/><author><name>6 days</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02514171251770603169</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-8299124280479802239.post-1885230080605083075</id><published>2007-07-27T10:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T10:45:06.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tooth pain</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/RqlbbrNGshI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/rZCCqw5e4ng/s1600-h/toothache.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Few things are more uncomfortable than tooth pain. You feel like you cannot eat, the pain may be so great that you cannot think, and life with tooth pain can be miserable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up this morning with the worst ache from a back tooth ever!! I also tried to get some sleep but couldn't, since it hurt so bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dentist had one of those machines which can take an X-ray externally. You just strap on the lead padding, bite down on the mouth piece and stand perfectly still for about thirty seconds. You have no idea of the relief I went through when I realized they weren't going to try to wedge any of those little white X-ray films in my mouth. To cut a long story short, my dentist couldn't see anything wrong. She suggested seeing if it got worst, and then we'd react accordingly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By lunchtime the pain was a lot worst. I can only chew on the side of my mouth that doesn't hurt...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091701685379052066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/RqlbtLNGsiI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/DQymNRNI4so/s320/%E6%9C%AA%E5%91%BD%E5%90%8D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8299124280479802239-1885230080605083075?l=zixdays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/feeds/1885230080605083075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299124280479802239&amp;postID=1885230080605083075' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/1885230080605083075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/1885230080605083075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/2007/07/tooth-pain.html' title='Tooth pain'/><author><name>6 days</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02514171251770603169</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://bp1.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/RqlbtLNGsiI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/DQymNRNI4so/s72-c/%E6%9C%AA%E5%91%BD%E5%90%8D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8299124280479802239.post-5408049682792481851</id><published>2007-07-26T09:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T09:24:25.164+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wakeboarding</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/Rqf26bNGsgI/AAAAAAAAAQs/49fHWJRCoDI/s1600-h/wake.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091309387361202690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/Rqf26bNGsgI/AAAAAAAAAQs/49fHWJRCoDI/s320/wake.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Wakeboarding is such a great sport that many people are getting hooked. An exciting sport &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;giving you a whole new excitement, thrills, and fun all rolled into one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8299124280479802239-5408049682792481851?l=zixdays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/feeds/5408049682792481851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299124280479802239&amp;postID=5408049682792481851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/5408049682792481851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/5408049682792481851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/2007/07/wakeboarding.html' title='Wakeboarding'/><author><name>6 days</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02514171251770603169</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/_q3W4wx6aFho/Rqf26bNGsgI/AAAAAAAAAQs/49fHWJRCoDI/s72-c/wake.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8299124280479802239.post-1118562621452394504</id><published>2007-07-25T10:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T14:11:40.562+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back at Home Only to Leave Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Back at home only to leave again, the up and down moments lie on.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/Rqa3DLNGsdI/AAAAAAAAAQM/6ykPP0L0Nco/s1600-h/minicooper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090957693964169682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/Rqa3DLNGsdI/AAAAAAAAAQM/6ykPP0L0Nco/s320/minicooper.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&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/8299124280479802239-1118562621452394504?l=zixdays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/feeds/1118562621452394504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299124280479802239&amp;postID=1118562621452394504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/1118562621452394504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/1118562621452394504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/2007/07/back-at-home-only-to-leave-again.html' title='Back at Home Only to Leave Again'/><author><name>6 days</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02514171251770603169</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://bp2.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/Rqa3DLNGsdI/AAAAAAAAAQM/6ykPP0L0Nco/s72-c/minicooper.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8299124280479802239.post-3656987205523166754</id><published>2007-07-24T09:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T09:02:37.732+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love is</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Love is being honest with yourself at all times; being honest with the other person at all times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8299124280479802239-3656987205523166754?l=zixdays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/feeds/3656987205523166754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299124280479802239&amp;postID=3656987205523166754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/3656987205523166754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/3656987205523166754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/2007/07/love-is_24.html' title='Love is'/><author><name>6 days</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02514171251770603169</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-8299124280479802239.post-3049088329171167541</id><published>2007-07-23T09:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T09:05:19.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love is</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Love is the excitement of planning things together; the excitement of doing things together&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8299124280479802239-3049088329171167541?l=zixdays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/feeds/3049088329171167541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299124280479802239&amp;postID=3049088329171167541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/3049088329171167541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/3049088329171167541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/2007/07/love-is_23.html' title='Love is'/><author><name>6 days</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02514171251770603169</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-8299124280479802239.post-1191491136492350713</id><published>2007-07-20T11:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T11:51:23.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love is</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Love is having someone to scratch your back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is togetherness forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8299124280479802239-1191491136492350713?l=zixdays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/feeds/1191491136492350713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299124280479802239&amp;postID=1191491136492350713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/1191491136492350713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/1191491136492350713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/2007/07/love-is_20.html' title='Love is'/><author><name>6 days</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02514171251770603169</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-8299124280479802239.post-6813902595224705936</id><published>2007-07-19T09:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T09:04:27.802+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY ANNIVERSARY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Life's a gift and so are you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/Rp64HxwE8iI/AAAAAAAAAQE/eShvgh3WFF4/s1600-h/IMG_0431.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088707072728822306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/Rp64HxwE8iI/AAAAAAAAAQE/eShvgh3WFF4/s400/IMG_0431.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div 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/8299124280479802239-6813902595224705936?l=zixdays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/feeds/6813902595224705936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299124280479802239&amp;postID=6813902595224705936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/6813902595224705936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/6813902595224705936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/2007/07/happy-anniversary.html' title='HAPPY ANNIVERSARY'/><author><name>6 days</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02514171251770603169</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/_q3W4wx6aFho/Rp64HxwE8iI/AAAAAAAAAQE/eShvgh3WFF4/s72-c/IMG_0431.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8299124280479802239.post-7628003678910599773</id><published>2007-07-18T09:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T09:54:36.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love is</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/Rp1yYBwE8hI/AAAAAAAAAP8/jw5Ib2mbarY/s1600-h/IMG_0639.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088348911111041554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/Rp1yYBwE8hI/AAAAAAAAAP8/jw5Ib2mbarY/s320/IMG_0639.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Love is knowing that the other person will always be with you regardless of what happens; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;missing the other person when they are away but remaining near in heart at all times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8299124280479802239-7628003678910599773?l=zixdays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/feeds/7628003678910599773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299124280479802239&amp;postID=7628003678910599773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/7628003678910599773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/7628003678910599773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/2007/07/love-is.html' title='Love is'/><author><name>6 days</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02514171251770603169</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/_q3W4wx6aFho/Rp1yYBwE8hI/AAAAAAAAAP8/jw5Ib2mbarY/s72-c/IMG_0639.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8299124280479802239.post-4338174092471267396</id><published>2007-07-17T09:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T11:50:38.662+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A bad day at work</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/Rpw70RwE8gI/AAAAAAAAAP0/DoVOvmkwyvg/s1600-h/road.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088007448326107650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/Rpw70RwE8gI/AAAAAAAAAP0/DoVOvmkwyvg/s200/road.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;My blue skies fade to grey. I'm faking a smile with the coffee to go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had a god damn bad fing day at work, one of those lousy days where everything seems to go wrong. We've all experienced a bad day at work. But when this happens, how do you turn your day around and make it pleasant instead of ruining it? Being optimistic and knowing that there's a light at the end of the tunnel is the driving force to overcoming negative barriers. Being able to pull away from the situation and look at it with perspective will often clear things up and permit you to see through the muck. I followed these tips but seems that it couldn't work this time. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been feeling down lately at work. I've stayed for 3 years trying to make it work, but I can't anymore. My heart wants to stay, but my soul needs to go. So where is the passion when I need it the most. Sounds pretty awful. I hope tomorrow is better. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8299124280479802239-4338174092471267396?l=zixdays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/feeds/4338174092471267396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299124280479802239&amp;postID=4338174092471267396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/4338174092471267396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/4338174092471267396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/2007/07/bad-day-at-work.html' title='A bad day at work'/><author><name>6 days</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02514171251770603169</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/_q3W4wx6aFho/Rpw70RwE8gI/AAAAAAAAAP0/DoVOvmkwyvg/s72-c/road.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8299124280479802239.post-4482716602930019322</id><published>2007-07-16T11:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T11:33:33.561+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Date with Destiny</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;What do you think about fortune telling? I don't do that, so just before you push exodus before down my throat I was just wondering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why, in a society that has so warmly embraced technological development, do so many people place their faith in a craft that is so difficult to explain scientifically? One reason is that may be it works, or at least people believe it might work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People say fortune tellers emphasize that their work is based on usually astrology, rather than any special ability on their part to see into the future. It builds upon details of your birth, they can produce a map of your life, identify the point you are now, and see why you are doing what you are doing. Fortune-telling's purported accuracy is perhaps one of the reasons it has been so ingrained in Chinese culture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom set up one for me yesterday. The scary part is the fortune teller has been right about many things. She had no previous knowledge of me, but she pretty much got it right. She even knew my current situation, but I'm sorry I don't want to go into too much personal detail here. She used her special technique to measure if my boyfriend and I fit each other, she even predicted me giving birth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fortune tellers make generalizations and our minds take it from there. Any sort of fortune telling should be taken as indications of your future life, definitely they should never be considered as perfect predictions. Sure they are real but do they really work, and God doesn't want us involved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like anything it can be good or bad. Fortune tellers are neither good nor bad in the same way a knife or a car isn't evil by itself and can be used to help people or hurt them. I believe if I continue just as I am, this might happen. More often than not they tell you more about yourself than they do about your future, or how your current state of mind will affect your future. I really hope this wouldn't change anything. I try to have a good life, enjoy everyday, share with my beloved as much as I can, fill myself with challenges and interesting things everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Destiny is always balanced by determinism. Nothing in life is to be fear only to be understood. The bad thing is that people lack of the courage to be responsible for their lives and make their own decisions, fortune-telling usually becomes an excuse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My conclusion is... If you don't believe it, then it can surprise you. If you do believe it whole-heartedly, you certainly will be disappointed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8299124280479802239-4482716602930019322?l=zixdays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/feeds/4482716602930019322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299124280479802239&amp;postID=4482716602930019322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/4482716602930019322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/4482716602930019322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/2007/07/date-with-destiny.html' title='Date with Destiny'/><author><name>6 days</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02514171251770603169</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-8299124280479802239.post-1650102702076304087</id><published>2007-07-16T11:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T11:25:35.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My parents adore HIM</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I recognize that my family and my boyfriend have made significant strides in the wake of high emotions and feelings. My mum, aunts, uncle all adore him because he is really personable. Thank them for making the integration of two significant parts of my life easier.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8299124280479802239-1650102702076304087?l=zixdays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/feeds/1650102702076304087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299124280479802239&amp;postID=1650102702076304087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/1650102702076304087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/1650102702076304087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/2007/07/my-parents-adore-him.html' title='My parents adore HIM'/><author><name>6 days</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02514171251770603169</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-8299124280479802239.post-6631848842715207911</id><published>2007-07-16T08:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T09:01:17.367+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday to My Beloved Sis</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/RprDVhwE8fI/AAAAAAAAAPs/ybZHHh-lkb0/s1600-h/macy"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087593503673086450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/RprDVhwE8fI/AAAAAAAAAPs/ybZHHh-lkb0/s400/macy%27s+bday.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8299124280479802239-6631848842715207911?l=zixdays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/feeds/6631848842715207911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299124280479802239&amp;postID=6631848842715207911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/6631848842715207911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/6631848842715207911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/2007/07/happy-birthday-to-my-beloved-sis.html' title='Happy Birthday to My Beloved Sis'/><author><name>6 days</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02514171251770603169</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://bp2.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/RprDVhwE8fI/AAAAAAAAAPs/ybZHHh-lkb0/s72-c/macy%27s+bday.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8299124280479802239.post-838618048103927870</id><published>2007-07-13T10:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T10:14:17.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Intimacy II</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I believe that trust is the key to intimacy in a loving relationship between two adults. Trust is more than just a high degree of openness and honesty on both sides. It includes the faith that the other person can be counted on, that they will not behave irresponsibly or selfishly in important matters. Trusting another implies their loyalty and caring are unquestioned. Simply put, trust is confidence that we know where we stand with the other person, that they are 'on our side'. Ultimately, trusting someone means &lt;em&gt;we do not fear them&lt;/em&gt;. Without some level of trust intimacy is not possible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8299124280479802239-838618048103927870?l=zixdays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/feeds/838618048103927870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299124280479802239&amp;postID=838618048103927870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/838618048103927870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/838618048103927870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/2007/07/intimacy-ii.html' title='Intimacy II'/><author><name>6 days</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02514171251770603169</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-8299124280479802239.post-5906086303055509427</id><published>2007-07-12T12:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T12:02:41.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Intimacy I</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Intimacy is a way of relating rather than a feeling. Being intimate with a person means we are truly ourselves with them, without any kind of barrier or facade. This is only possible if we are fully comfortable with the other person, ideally to the point where we feel as though we are only with ourselves. This takes time, more exactly, it requires a long and mutual process of self-disclosure. Ultimately, intimacy means being entirely known by the other person, i.e. not consciously holding anything back. Montague Ullman explains the importance of this, "The freedom to let oneself be known is also the freedom to be oneself."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8299124280479802239-5906086303055509427?l=zixdays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/feeds/5906086303055509427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299124280479802239&amp;postID=5906086303055509427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/5906086303055509427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/5906086303055509427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/2007/07/intimacy-i.html' title='Intimacy I'/><author><name>6 days</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02514171251770603169</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-8299124280479802239.post-3650115637638495712</id><published>2007-07-11T09:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T09:52:59.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Giving vs Receiving</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;The necessity of receiving is less obvious. If you are able to give but not to receive, then you are not putting yourself on the same level as the other person. When this is a pattern in the relationship it amounts to aloofness, though one is not normally conscious of this. It is only when you can both give and receive freely that there is a real connection with the other person. If you cannot receive then you remain separate. Nor is receiving as easy as it sounds. It is often easier to do a favour than to ask for one. An interesting aspect of receiving is that you will have a problem with receiving unless you are able to truly &lt;em&gt;give without strings&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8299124280479802239-3650115637638495712?l=zixdays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/feeds/3650115637638495712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299124280479802239&amp;postID=3650115637638495712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/3650115637638495712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/3650115637638495712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/2007/07/giving-vs-receiving.html' title='Giving vs Receiving'/><author><name>6 days</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02514171251770603169</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-8299124280479802239.post-4343147244761340657</id><published>2007-07-10T10:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T10:33:15.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How much love you will give</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;If you are not willing to give to the person your ostensibly love, then you do not really care about them. Of course, not all giving is an expression of love. The workaholic husband who gives money but begrudges his time is an obvious example. Giving in a loving way means contributing what the other person wants or needs, not what happens to come easily to you. Knowledge is needed since ignorance of the other person's needs may sabotage your giving. Nor is horsetrading - I give this if you give that - an expression of loving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8299124280479802239-4343147244761340657?l=zixdays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/feeds/4343147244761340657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299124280479802239&amp;postID=4343147244761340657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/4343147244761340657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/4343147244761340657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/2007/07/how-much-love-you-will-give.html' title='How much love you will give'/><author><name>6 days</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02514171251770603169</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-8299124280479802239.post-566129463017231524</id><published>2007-07-09T17:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T12:13:55.985+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Diving in HK</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/RpMHWDY6ehI/AAAAAAAAAPk/79DeI2jPWhY/s1600-h/Sai+Fung+1st+diving.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085416479679740434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/RpMHWDY6ehI/AAAAAAAAAPk/79DeI2jPWhY/s200/Sai+Fung+1st+diving.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/RpMHADY6egI/AAAAAAAAAPc/igqyCfkCfyg/s1600-h/Sai+Fung+1st+diving.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;The weather on Sunday was very nice, sunny, a light breeze. Hong Kong diving is a different type of diving to what you get in a lot of the popular dive spots in Asia. At first sight there is less to see, and visibility is often not very good. You tend to have to focus on smaller things and swim quite slowly and carefully. You would find there are lots of soft coral, clown fish and anemones, crabs, and urchins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The clownfish is one of the most common fish that splashing around Sai Kung waters. The first impression that this lively little fellow gives is that it is playing with you. In fact they are protective of their home, the anemone and their young ones or eggs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously pollution, over fishing, land fills and downright indifference (out of sight out of mind!) on the part of the Government and general population have all played their part in devastating underwater marine life over the years.&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/8299124280479802239-566129463017231524?l=zixdays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/feeds/566129463017231524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299124280479802239&amp;postID=566129463017231524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/566129463017231524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/566129463017231524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/2007/07/weather-on-sunday-was-very-nice-sunny.html' title='Diving in HK'/><author><name>6 days</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02514171251770603169</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/_q3W4wx6aFho/RpMHWDY6ehI/AAAAAAAAAPk/79DeI2jPWhY/s72-c/Sai+Fung+1st+diving.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8299124280479802239.post-2658727556854520584</id><published>2007-07-09T10:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-09T10:04:20.142+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SHE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/RpGXkjY6efI/AAAAAAAAAPU/qwVtnSJho-A/s1600-h/æªå½å.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085012108508822002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/RpGXkjY6efI/AAAAAAAAAPU/qwVtnSJho-A/s400/%E6%9C%AA%E5%91%BD%E5%90%8D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8299124280479802239-2658727556854520584?l=zixdays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/feeds/2658727556854520584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299124280479802239&amp;postID=2658727556854520584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/2658727556854520584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/2658727556854520584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/2007/07/she.html' title='SHE'/><author><name>6 days</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02514171251770603169</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/_q3W4wx6aFho/RpGXkjY6efI/AAAAAAAAAPU/qwVtnSJho-A/s72-c/%E6%9C%AA%E5%91%BD%E5%90%8D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8299124280479802239.post-4461977182772472813</id><published>2007-07-05T10:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T10:38:12.634+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mind-blowing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/RoxZijY6eeI/AAAAAAAAAPM/tVfdTORxhYo/s1600-h/IMG_0363.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083536529544608226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/RoxZijY6eeI/AAAAAAAAAPM/tVfdTORxhYo/s400/IMG_0363.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8299124280479802239-4461977182772472813?l=zixdays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/feeds/4461977182772472813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299124280479802239&amp;postID=4461977182772472813' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/4461977182772472813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/4461977182772472813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/2007/07/mind-blowing.html' title='Mind-blowing'/><author><name>6 days</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02514171251770603169</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://bp2.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/RoxZijY6eeI/AAAAAAAAAPM/tVfdTORxhYo/s72-c/IMG_0363.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8299124280479802239.post-3854420279696427066</id><published>2007-07-03T18:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T18:42:03.919+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boyfriend who travels for work and is gone often</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/Roon4jY6edI/AAAAAAAAAPE/EQTVU_FHeQs/s1600-h/fly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082918981966920146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/Roon4jY6edI/AAAAAAAAAPE/EQTVU_FHeQs/s200/fly.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Would you purposefully choose to get involved in a relationship if you knew you wouldn't see your partner very often? I think it depends on the people involved at a particular point in time. If you like someone enough, you'll be willing to put up with things that you might not have in previous relationships. But even for the strongest couples, this type of situation can cause a strain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's true – they are hard, one must have a high degree of trust, and the seemingly endless carting around of your belongings from one place to another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't hurt when you're crazy punch-drunk mad about each other, count down the days until you're together again. While the time apart kills you, it makes the time both of you do spend together spectacular. But sometimes people around you seem to have more of a problem with your boyfriend's schedule than you do. They always ask you if you are sad and if you miss him and they look at you with pity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the bright side, one of the major benefits of ...is the fact that it forces you to learn how to verbally communicate with each other. Many relationships are based on fun, on joint activities, on social events. Couples aren't forced to tackle issues until they are cohabitating or married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8299124280479802239-3854420279696427066?l=zixdays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/feeds/3854420279696427066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299124280479802239&amp;postID=3854420279696427066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/3854420279696427066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/3854420279696427066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/2007/07/boyfriend-who-travels-for-work-and-is.html' title='Boyfriend who travels for work and is gone often'/><author><name>6 days</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02514171251770603169</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/_q3W4wx6aFho/Roon4jY6edI/AAAAAAAAAPE/EQTVU_FHeQs/s72-c/fly.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8299124280479802239.post-3622714809930163479</id><published>2007-06-29T15:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-29T15:37:16.658+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you surprise your man?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;"Do you ever surprise your man? Other than giving him gifts on his birthday or anniversary, do you surprise him? Do you tell him suddenly one fine morning, how much he means to you? Do you send him a note telling him how much you value his love? Do you make him feel good about himself by appreciating his qualities amongst friends? Do you make him feel happy with your surprises? Many women don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every man likes appreciation. A man gets tired with the constant demands of his work. Sometimes few women don't support their men positively. They love to criticize and find faults. They forget and ignore his good qualities. How can they expect good relationships?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the incredibly nice things to do for a man is to buy him flowers. Women receive flowers for special occasions and sometimes for no reason at all but men don't often receive flowers very often so sending him with a bouquet will be a welcomed surprise. He will appreciate the novelty of the gift and be delighted with the gesture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8299124280479802239-3622714809930163479?l=zixdays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/feeds/3622714809930163479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299124280479802239&amp;postID=3622714809930163479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/3622714809930163479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/3622714809930163479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/2007/06/do-you-surprise-your-man.html' title='Do you surprise your man?'/><author><name>6 days</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02514171251770603169</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-8299124280479802239.post-683203093318028953</id><published>2007-06-25T11:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T09:57:51.861+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Scuba diving</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;The Great Lies of Scuba Diving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Sure, anyone can learn to dive! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Diving is perfectly safe! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nah, you don't have to be a good swimmer to dive &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You can learn to dive in just three days! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;The ways to freak out the new diver onboard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Have him actually read the disclaimer form.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tell her that everyone was commenting on how her butt looks much bigger underwater.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;The signs you should quit scuba diving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;When someone tells you that you must have dropped ten pounds, you look around for your weight belt.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You wake up and immediately backroll out of your bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8299124280479802239-683203093318028953?l=zixdays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/feeds/683203093318028953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299124280479802239&amp;postID=683203093318028953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/683203093318028953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/683203093318028953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/2007/06/scuba-diving.html' title='Scuba diving'/><author><name>6 days</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02514171251770603169</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-8299124280479802239.post-2301038844489045795</id><published>2007-06-22T16:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T16:57:39.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fish out of water</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/RnuLJCQgfmI/AAAAAAAAAO8/acDzHvTyI9I/s1600-h/scuba.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078805992131559010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/RnuLJCQgfmI/AAAAAAAAAO8/acDzHvTyI9I/s200/scuba.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/RnuKsyQgflI/AAAAAAAAAO0/F9FX4Ya521A/s1600-h/IMG_1568.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;My boyfriend enjoys SCUBA so naturally I was interested. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scuba diving equipment has everything a man could wish for: valves (chrome), dials (luminous), compass (scientific) gas bottle (dangerous) and wet suit (cool). Nothing can really prepare you for your first experience of diving. If you imagine jumping into those IKEA coloured balls in the children's area and having Vanessa Feltz sit on top of you it might come close to the feeling. Even though you are only in a swimming pool there is a massive feeling of claustrophobia as you sink deeper and deeper underwater. The only thing keeping you alive is the breathing regulator in your mouth, which you grip on with your teeth as if your life depends on it. As indeed it does. You suck on that regulator like a piglet on it's mothers teat, looking mental with your bulging eyes and wild Don King hair. Learner divers are not an attractive sight. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't enjoy ANY of my first diving experience. You get into trouble. You freak out. You get into more trouble. You freak out, this time with gusto. One thing leads to another.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many reasons have been kicked around for the increase in incidents, but I believe the answer is very simple. The increased demand for agencies and instructors to train more and more divers has led to shorter, cheaper courses being run for relatively inexperienced divers. The inevitable result has been a drop in training standards and the emergence of a new breed of divers who simply are not adequately prepared to make deep mixed gas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is why we've had so many accidents – inexperienced divers have a minor problem and freak out. The thing is, if nobody tells you you're not ready to make these sorts of dives, how can you be expected to know until it's too late? Don't rush into teaching something you're not ready for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My advice: Choose an instructor who cares. The casual ego centered instructor, male or female, who feels like he's the brave one because he can dive, who shows ridicule or lack of patience will make your lessons miserable, and you may never want to try again. Search for the instructor who is really a teacher and not just a person who relates the facts and techniques. The good instructor must be able to let you, the student, control the learning situation.&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/8299124280479802239-2301038844489045795?l=zixdays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/feeds/2301038844489045795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299124280479802239&amp;postID=2301038844489045795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/2301038844489045795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/2301038844489045795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/2007/06/fish-out-of-water.html' title='Fish out of water'/><author><name>6 days</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02514171251770603169</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://bp1.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/RnuLJCQgfmI/AAAAAAAAAO8/acDzHvTyI9I/s72-c/scuba.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8299124280479802239.post-3681024578732098543</id><published>2007-06-21T11:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T11:21:49.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blue</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/RnnuwyQgfkI/AAAAAAAAAOs/Vglqs6C0mM8/s1600-h/27.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078352576729087554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/RnnuwyQgfkI/AAAAAAAAAOs/Vglqs6C0mM8/s200/27.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/Rnnt3SQgfjI/AAAAAAAAAOk/1e_rETe1qTM/s1600-h/27.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I like words and images. 'Blue' was one of my favourite words. I liked the feeling it made on my lips and tongue when I said it. Words have physical feeling, not just meaning.&lt;/span&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/8299124280479802239-3681024578732098543?l=zixdays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/feeds/3681024578732098543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299124280479802239&amp;postID=3681024578732098543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/3681024578732098543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/3681024578732098543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/2007/06/blue.html' title='Blue'/><author><name>6 days</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02514171251770603169</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://bp2.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/RnnuwyQgfkI/AAAAAAAAAOs/Vglqs6C0mM8/s72-c/27.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8299124280479802239.post-8452291333421501818</id><published>2007-06-15T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T23:26:09.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tokyo National Museum Hyokeikan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/RnKvYyQgfhI/AAAAAAAAAOU/2jAGoslpm-Q/s1600-h/Tokyo+National+Museum.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076312570342702610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/RnKvYyQgfhI/AAAAAAAAAOU/2jAGoslpm-Q/s400/Tokyo+National+Museum.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8299124280479802239-8452291333421501818?l=zixdays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/feeds/8452291333421501818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299124280479802239&amp;postID=8452291333421501818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/8452291333421501818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/8452291333421501818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/2007/06/tokyo-national-museum-hyokeikan.html' title='Tokyo National Museum Hyokeikan'/><author><name>6 days</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02514171251770603169</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/_q3W4wx6aFho/RnKvYyQgfhI/AAAAAAAAAOU/2jAGoslpm-Q/s72-c/Tokyo+National+Museum.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8299124280479802239.post-8000618464971280460</id><published>2007-06-15T14:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T14:47:13.314+08:00</updated><title type='text'>日本</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/RnIztiQgfgI/AAAAAAAAAOI/lV8Hyy3rchI/s1600-h/orig_13E0D16520F84279895FF8396991A177.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076176587383143938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/RnIztiQgfgI/AAAAAAAAAOI/lV8Hyy3rchI/s200/orig_13E0D16520F84279895FF8396991A177.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;現在是日本的梅雨季節。的確如此，綿綿不斷的細雨一直伴隨著此次日本之行。據說，全世界範圍內的梅雨現象是東亞特有的——中國的江南和日本。事實上，梅雨的說法也是由中國傳到日本的，早在漢代，有“賀梅子”外號的詩人賀鑄就寫下了“一川煙草，滿城風絮，梅子黃梅雨”的詩句，“梅雨”因此而來。 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;在東京街頭步行了三、四個小時，雖然已是深夜，但夜東京依然燈火輝煌，依然井然有序，一切都是那麼有秩序，和白天一樣。在東京大多數人都是坐地鐵上下班，大多數人工作生活狀態類似。在日本生活就是這樣清晰明瞭一切都是按部就班，沒有太多後顧之憂，沒有什麼意外發生，其實這就是生活，正常的生活。下班之後有人娛樂或喝酒，有人看書，有人談戀愛，每個人都在做自己應該做或喜歡作的事。 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;其實，人在哪里，生活的內容實質都是一樣的，吃喝拉撒遊購娛，區別就在於品質，在於心態，是否有一種物質與精神的雙重滿足感。免於物質匱乏，免於精神恐懼，公平、正義、言論自由、心情舒暢，對未來有預期，沒有恐懼感，這才是一個正常社會，一個理想之國。這樣的國家與社會才是值得它的公民引以為豪，發自內心去熱愛。否則奢談愛國主義甚至強迫人們去愛國，那又有什麼意義呢？所以，在日本，一般是不會灌輸什麼愛國主義的，因為，老百姓心中自有一桿秤。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8299124280479802239-8000618464971280460?l=zixdays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/feeds/8000618464971280460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299124280479802239&amp;postID=8000618464971280460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/8000618464971280460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/8000618464971280460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/2007/06/blog-post_15.html' title='日本'/><author><name>6 days</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02514171251770603169</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://bp2.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/RnIztiQgfgI/AAAAAAAAAOI/lV8Hyy3rchI/s72-c/orig_13E0D16520F84279895FF8396991A177.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8299124280479802239.post-5198664873430630374</id><published>2007-06-05T00:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T11:27:27.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday to YOU</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/RmQ9WcDtVPI/AAAAAAAAAN4/2FnuEtfOAd4/s1600-h/bday.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072246536024184050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/RmQ9WcDtVPI/AAAAAAAAAN4/2FnuEtfOAd4/s200/bday.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;It's your birthday! But you don't look any older;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;You don't sound any older;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;You don't act any older...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Are you sure this birthday is really necessary?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would rather be at 30 than going back to 20. I may have worse eyesight, may be slower in response, but I believe I am a better gal than when I was 20, so I don't give a damn on the youth thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&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/8299124280479802239-5198664873430630374?l=zixdays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/feeds/5198664873430630374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299124280479802239&amp;postID=5198664873430630374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/5198664873430630374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/5198664873430630374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/2007/06/happy-birthday-to-you_05.html' title='Happy Birthday to YOU'/><author><name>6 days</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02514171251770603169</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/_q3W4wx6aFho/RmQ9WcDtVPI/AAAAAAAAAN4/2FnuEtfOAd4/s72-c/bday.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8299124280479802239.post-5296685634481361026</id><published>2007-06-01T09:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T09:13:31.195+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Clingy feeling</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/Rl9ys8DtVJI/AAAAAAAAANE/ohfnKT1drOQ/s1600-h/jealousy2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070897821803959442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/Rl9ys8DtVJI/AAAAAAAAANE/ohfnKT1drOQ/s400/jealousy2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8299124280479802239-5296685634481361026?l=zixdays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/feeds/5296685634481361026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299124280479802239&amp;postID=5296685634481361026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/5296685634481361026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/5296685634481361026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/2007/06/clingy-feeling.html' title='Clingy feeling'/><author><name>6 days</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02514171251770603169</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://bp1.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/Rl9ys8DtVJI/AAAAAAAAANE/ohfnKT1drOQ/s72-c/jealousy2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8299124280479802239.post-6665319335815554304</id><published>2007-05-31T15:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T15:09:29.119+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jealousy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/Rl50ocDtVII/AAAAAAAAAM8/sfrGKIlMFpU/s1600-h/jealousy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070618468541092994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/Rl50ocDtVII/AAAAAAAAAM8/sfrGKIlMFpU/s400/jealousy.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8299124280479802239-6665319335815554304?l=zixdays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/feeds/6665319335815554304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299124280479802239&amp;postID=6665319335815554304' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/6665319335815554304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/6665319335815554304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/2007/05/jealousy.html' title='Jealousy'/><author><name>6 days</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02514171251770603169</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://bp2.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/Rl50ocDtVII/AAAAAAAAAM8/sfrGKIlMFpU/s72-c/jealousy.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8299124280479802239.post-5591020572556681491</id><published>2007-05-30T13:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T13:47:25.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2004 Summer - Cross-road</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/Rl0P1MDtVHI/AAAAAAAAAM0/LI_2kvBJ9x0/s1600-h/she2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070226161933309042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/Rl0P1MDtVHI/AAAAAAAAAM0/LI_2kvBJ9x0/s400/she2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8299124280479802239-5591020572556681491?l=zixdays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/feeds/5591020572556681491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299124280479802239&amp;postID=5591020572556681491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/5591020572556681491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/5591020572556681491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/2007/05/2004-summer-cross-road.html' title='2004 Summer - Cross-road'/><author><name>6 days</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02514171251770603169</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/_q3W4wx6aFho/Rl0P1MDtVHI/AAAAAAAAAM0/LI_2kvBJ9x0/s72-c/she2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8299124280479802239.post-6948294041508916537</id><published>2007-05-29T11:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T11:37:15.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2004 Summer - SHE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/Rluf48DtVGI/AAAAAAAAAMs/6nDxN0HxPH4/s1600-h/she.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069821606078796898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/Rluf48DtVGI/AAAAAAAAAMs/6nDxN0HxPH4/s400/she.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8299124280479802239-6948294041508916537?l=zixdays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/feeds/6948294041508916537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299124280479802239&amp;postID=6948294041508916537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/6948294041508916537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/6948294041508916537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/2007/05/2004-summer-she.html' title='2004 Summer - SHE'/><author><name>6 days</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02514171251770603169</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://bp1.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/Rluf48DtVGI/AAAAAAAAAMs/6nDxN0HxPH4/s72-c/she.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8299124280479802239.post-5386793670215614414</id><published>2007-05-23T16:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-23T16:55:03.368+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2004 Summer - HE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/RlQBYcDtVFI/AAAAAAAAAMk/q2ijrnQxg7E/s1600-h/æªå½å.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067677000058885202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/RlQBYcDtVFI/AAAAAAAAAMk/q2ijrnQxg7E/s400/%E6%9C%AA%E5%91%BD%E5%90%8D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/RlQAicDtVEI/AAAAAAAAAMc/oK5hRGorTMw/s1600-h/IMG_0368.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8299124280479802239-5386793670215614414?l=zixdays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/feeds/5386793670215614414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299124280479802239&amp;postID=5386793670215614414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/5386793670215614414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/5386793670215614414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/2007/05/2004-summer-he.html' title='2004 Summer - HE'/><author><name>6 days</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02514171251770603169</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/_q3W4wx6aFho/RlQBYcDtVFI/AAAAAAAAAMk/q2ijrnQxg7E/s72-c/%E6%9C%AA%E5%91%BD%E5%90%8D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8299124280479802239.post-2525599368208879530</id><published>2007-05-16T09:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T09:58:40.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Relationship that rarely works</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/RkplBMDtVDI/AAAAAAAAAMU/Kp_0PjOp_74/s1600-h/brad.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064971802022597682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/RkplBMDtVDI/AAAAAAAAAMU/Kp_0PjOp_74/s200/brad.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Just because we know something doesn't mean anything. Something can never really mean anything until we do something with it. We must do something - whatever it takes - to make our relationships the relationships we love being in. We must always carefully consider what action to take. Action without thought is only thoughtless action. That rarely works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knowing this does not mean our relationships will always be great. We have choice. Every choice has a consequence. The dilemma is this: there are two people. That means we have two people making choices and there are a multitude of choices each of us could make. Each love partner is only and always responsible for their own choices. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relationships are individual projects first - the one with ourselves - and mutually beneficial projects second - the one with ourselves and our lover. Taking responsibility for our own stuff is a wonderful gift we give ourselves and our love partner. Relationships take our constant attention; every day and every minute. It is when we forget this that problems begin.&lt;/span&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/8299124280479802239-2525599368208879530?l=zixdays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/feeds/2525599368208879530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299124280479802239&amp;postID=2525599368208879530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/2525599368208879530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/2525599368208879530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/2007/05/relationship-that-rarely-works.html' title='Relationship that rarely works'/><author><name>6 days</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02514171251770603169</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://bp1.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/RkplBMDtVDI/AAAAAAAAAMU/Kp_0PjOp_74/s72-c/brad.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8299124280479802239.post-2093775760418915240</id><published>2007-05-12T10:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-12T10:29:22.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No better time to be happy than now (II)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;For the longest time, it seemed that life was about to start. A real life. But there was always some obstacle along the way, an ordeal to get through, some work to be finished, some time to be given, a bill to be paid. Then life would start. I finally came to understand that those obstacles were life. That point of view helped me see that there isn't any road to happiness. Happiness is the road. So, enjoy every moment. Stop waiting to lose ten pounds, to gain ten pounds, for work to begin, to get married, for Friday evening, for Sunday morning, waiting for a new car, for your mortgage to be paid off, for spring, for summer, for fall, for winter, for your song to be played on the radio, to die, to be reborn... before deciding to be happy. There is no better time to be happy than... now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live and enjoy the moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8299124280479802239-2093775760418915240?l=zixdays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/feeds/2093775760418915240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299124280479802239&amp;postID=2093775760418915240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/2093775760418915240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/2093775760418915240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/2007/05/no-better-time-to-be-happy-than-now-ii.html' title='No better time to be happy than now (II)'/><author><name>6 days</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02514171251770603169</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-8299124280479802239.post-5864833513004206502</id><published>2007-05-11T09:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-11T09:20:03.004+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No better time to be happy than now (I)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;We convince ourselves that life will be better when we have a nicer car, when we can take a vacation, when we finally retire, or once we are married, have a baby, then another. Then we get frustrated because our children are not old enough, and that all will be well when they are older. Then we are frustrated because they reach adolescence and we must deal with them. Surely we'll be happier when they grow out of the teen years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The truth is that there is no better time to be happy than right now. If not, then when? Your life will always be full of challenges. It is better to admit as much and to decide to be happy in spite of it all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8299124280479802239-5864833513004206502?l=zixdays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/feeds/5864833513004206502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299124280479802239&amp;postID=5864833513004206502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/5864833513004206502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/5864833513004206502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/2007/05/no-better-time-to-be-happy-than-now-i.html' title='No better time to be happy than now (I)'/><author><name>6 days</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02514171251770603169</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-8299124280479802239.post-3983138830362209397</id><published>2007-05-08T10:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-08T10:40:27.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shanghai</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/Rj_ggDzi0GI/AAAAAAAAAME/FPPJk1KdsFk/s1600-h/èåå£«.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062011347569660002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/Rj_ggDzi0GI/AAAAAAAAAME/FPPJk1KdsFk/s200/%E8%88%8A%E5%90%89%E5%A3%AB.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;舊吉士&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Just back from Shanghai. Shanghai had a special hold over me. Although I grew up in HK, my parents and grandparents had met and lived in that exotic mixture of east and west for quite a long time, yet I knew little of what their lives were like. You met someone, you fell in love with them, circumstances forced you apart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8299124280479802239-3983138830362209397?l=zixdays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/feeds/3983138830362209397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299124280479802239&amp;postID=3983138830362209397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/3983138830362209397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/3983138830362209397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/2007/05/shanghai.html' title='Shanghai'/><author><name>6 days</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02514171251770603169</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/_q3W4wx6aFho/Rj_ggDzi0GI/AAAAAAAAAME/FPPJk1KdsFk/s72-c/%E8%88%8A%E5%90%89%E5%A3%AB.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8299124280479802239.post-9155046196713691116</id><published>2007-05-08T10:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-11T09:20:43.338+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To my lost loved friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/Rj_eZjzi0FI/AAAAAAAAAL8/-NvBb67dAIw/s1600-h/greive.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062009036877254738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/Rj_eZjzi0FI/AAAAAAAAAL8/-NvBb67dAIw/s200/greive.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;It's your birthday. Just because you are no longer physically with us, memories of you fill my mind and heart. You are my real friend who can never be replaced, only remembered. Fact is, time heals nothing. It will always hurt like hell to remember anyone who has died. I think I will feel better after writing you a letter instead of blocking it all out. The more I talk and remember, the more I will be able to cope. This is hard stuff, it really is. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8299124280479802239-9155046196713691116?l=zixdays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/feeds/9155046196713691116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299124280479802239&amp;postID=9155046196713691116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/9155046196713691116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/9155046196713691116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/2007/05/to-my-lost-loved-friend.html' title='To my lost loved friend'/><author><name>6 days</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02514171251770603169</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://bp1.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/Rj_eZjzi0FI/AAAAAAAAAL8/-NvBb67dAIw/s72-c/greive.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8299124280479802239.post-6687567121044972540</id><published>2007-04-27T10:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-11T09:21:10.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is marriage all that you want?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Is marriage all that you want?&lt;br /&gt;Or someone you can share the rest of your life with?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The brightest future will always be based on a forgotten past, you can't go on well in life until you let go of your past failures and heartaches. And you can't make someone love you, all you can do is be someone who can be loved, the rest is up to the person to realize your worth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8299124280479802239-6687567121044972540?l=zixdays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/feeds/6687567121044972540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299124280479802239&amp;postID=6687567121044972540' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/6687567121044972540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/6687567121044972540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/2007/04/is-marriage-all-that-you-want.html' title='Is marriage all that you want?'/><author><name>6 days</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02514171251770603169</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-8299124280479802239.post-8414043241914118647</id><published>2007-04-26T10:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T10:17:16.972+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why not lips on lips, since eyes in eyes?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/RjALmjzi0EI/AAAAAAAAAL0/qFmblF96TAE/s1600-h/lips.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057555138611433538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/RjALmjzi0EI/AAAAAAAAAL0/qFmblF96TAE/s200/lips.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Why not lips on lips, since eyes in eyes?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8299124280479802239-8414043241914118647?l=zixdays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/feeds/8414043241914118647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299124280479802239&amp;postID=8414043241914118647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/8414043241914118647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/8414043241914118647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/2007/04/why-not-lips-on-lips-since-eyes-in-eyes.html' title='Why not lips on lips, since eyes in eyes?'/><author><name>6 days</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02514171251770603169</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://bp2.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/RjALmjzi0EI/AAAAAAAAAL0/qFmblF96TAE/s72-c/lips.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8299124280479802239.post-5749983629118410655</id><published>2007-04-25T11:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-25T11:24:13.475+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For last night</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/Ri7Jejzi0AI/AAAAAAAAALU/pYRRfe6P9YI/s1600-h/IMG_0375b.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057200958428336130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/Ri7Jejzi0AI/AAAAAAAAALU/pYRRfe6P9YI/s400/IMG_0375b.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8299124280479802239-5749983629118410655?l=zixdays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/feeds/5749983629118410655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299124280479802239&amp;postID=5749983629118410655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/5749983629118410655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/5749983629118410655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/2007/04/blog-post_25.html' title='For last night'/><author><name>6 days</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02514171251770603169</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/_q3W4wx6aFho/Ri7Jejzi0AI/AAAAAAAAALU/pYRRfe6P9YI/s72-c/IMG_0375b.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8299124280479802239.post-4026269154610648138</id><published>2007-04-25T11:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-25T11:23:08.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For last night</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057199416535076818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="398" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/Ri7IEzziz9I/AAAAAAAAAK8/YAZRki6w7Qc/s400/IMG_0377.jpg" width="322" border="0" /&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/8299124280479802239-4026269154610648138?l=zixdays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/feeds/4026269154610648138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299124280479802239&amp;postID=4026269154610648138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/4026269154610648138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/4026269154610648138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/2007/04/for-last-night.html' title='For last night'/><author><name>6 days</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02514171251770603169</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://bp1.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/Ri7IEzziz9I/AAAAAAAAAK8/YAZRki6w7Qc/s72-c/IMG_0377.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8299124280479802239.post-1376287316592274209</id><published>2007-04-24T09:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-11T09:20:25.951+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wounds from past relationships</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/Ri1b9oNaxSI/AAAAAAAAAK0/3K5C6QSm9-g/s1600-h/wedding+gift2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056799070930781474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/Ri1b9oNaxSI/AAAAAAAAAK0/3K5C6QSm9-g/s200/wedding+gift2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Wounds, from past relationships, projected into your next relationship will cause problems. Better to think that you have learned from your past mistakes and don't want to repeat them. One needs sensitivity, maturity, and strength to forgive, forget, and move on, even if some scars may remain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just had to be the best me I could be. It may not sound like much to anyone else, but it was important to me. I am somewhat relieved that I am finally going to feel the freedom. I truly believe our attitudes and moods are our choice and right now I choose to be happy. Most importantly, I remind myself to enjoy every moment of every day. And if you can do something, DO IT, DO IT NOW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8299124280479802239-1376287316592274209?l=zixdays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/feeds/1376287316592274209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299124280479802239&amp;postID=1376287316592274209' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/1376287316592274209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/1376287316592274209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/2007/04/wounds-from-past-relationships.html' title='Wounds from past relationships'/><author><name>6 days</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02514171251770603169</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/_q3W4wx6aFho/Ri1b9oNaxSI/AAAAAAAAAK0/3K5C6QSm9-g/s72-c/wedding+gift2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8299124280479802239.post-7968214130115028168</id><published>2007-04-23T10:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-11T09:21:31.034+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where is your dream II</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/RiwX2oNaxRI/AAAAAAAAAKs/wZuPxoW1y20/s1600-h/270806pic%20081_resize.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056442708904297746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/RiwX2oNaxRI/AAAAAAAAAKs/wZuPxoW1y20/s200/270806pic%2520081_resize.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Every now and again, when things get rough, I remind myself of all the things that I have accomplished, all the things I have yet to accomplish. The most fascinating thing I have done so far in my life is --- painting, just because I love it so much, then you'll indulge yourself in it. It will relax my mind and my body will produce invincible happy hormones that protect me from anything. If drawing is my dream, what can I do now? Quit my job and go for it without any back-up plan? Who will support my parents then? We can make only one decision in life. We are not granted a second, third or forth life in which to compare various decisions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8299124280479802239-7968214130115028168?l=zixdays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/feeds/7968214130115028168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8299124280479802239&amp;postID=7968214130115028168' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/7968214130115028168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8299124280479802239/posts/default/7968214130115028168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zixdays.blogspot.com/2007/04/where-is-your-dream-ii.html' title='Where is your dream II'/><author><name>6 days</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02514171251770603169</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://bp2.blogger.com/_q3W4wx6aFho/RiwX2oNaxRI/AAAAAAAAAKs/wZuPxoW1y20/s72-c/270806pic%2520081_resize.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
