<?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-29820999</id><updated>2012-02-17T03:33:06.137+11:00</updated><category term='Delighted heart'/><title type='text'>everylittlething</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekuan.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29820999/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekuan.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>See Kuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14473044912411340173</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>35</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29820999.post-7698935390652525692</id><published>2008-10-13T12:20:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T19:05:49.245+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Post</title><content type='html'>Update relatively often this 2 months.. this shows how much I am slacking from my uni work. Most of the time I enter here and type is when I susposed to do my uni work but I don't feel like doing then I end up escape to here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning wake up in anxiety again. Slept at 3 yesterday. I didn't really prepare to sleep at that time, just wanted a rest, who knows then I couldn't wake up and slept until morning. Bad sleep, it is almost like pengsan rather than sleeping, didn't off my table lamp, didn't off my computer... not a quality sleep at all. What is worse is waking up realising I have again fall asleep before I achieve anything and worrying about the time that I have left...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29820999-7698935390652525692?l=seekuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekuan.blogspot.com/feeds/7698935390652525692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29820999&amp;postID=7698935390652525692&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29820999/posts/default/7698935390652525692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29820999/posts/default/7698935390652525692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekuan.blogspot.com/2008/10/another-post.html' title='Another Post'/><author><name>See Kuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14473044912411340173</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-29820999.post-8692831855428187632</id><published>2008-10-03T12:04:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T12:31:55.550+10:00</updated><title type='text'>mid session break</title><content type='html'>It is a bit funny to have mid session break on week 9 when the final is in week 14, meaning the final week is in exactly a month time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have worked hard for the past 2 months, it is good to have this break so we can rest before we fight until die for final but again it is funny how this break at this time seems so nice and so cruel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U know, it is going to final, how are we supposed to really rest and relax in this holiday week??  Before the break starts everyone (including me) was saying what they want to achieve during the holiday, how many drawings, how many models...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then when the holiday really begun... I don't know the others but I really didn't touch any uni work at all... I hope the other too, so I m not so behind =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Canberra, it was for our anniversary since we didn't  celebrate on that day itself  because of my stupid presentation. A nice short trip, we drove there hang around in the city, lepaking... pretty relaxing. ^^  Then unfortunately when I came back to Sydney I fall sick... I guess I caught a cold in Canberra. So I rested 2 days for my sickness..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now.... it is time to get back to work again.... Aih... What kind of holiday is it??&lt;br /&gt;So short so nice la this holiday but stupid design work...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway time flies,  only one more month to go... really must start engine and run&lt;br /&gt;GO GO GO GO. 15okm/h don't care bout other things ( which I already don't care since this semster started....) then I will have good time after this !! HOHOHO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Add OIL Add OIL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29820999-8692831855428187632?l=seekuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekuan.blogspot.com/feeds/8692831855428187632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29820999&amp;postID=8692831855428187632&amp;isPopup=true' title='316 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29820999/posts/default/8692831855428187632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29820999/posts/default/8692831855428187632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekuan.blogspot.com/2008/10/mid-session-break.html' title='mid session break'/><author><name>See Kuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14473044912411340173</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>316</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29820999.post-5928012147484888670</id><published>2008-09-16T01:05:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T01:24:00.532+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Mid autumn!!</title><content type='html'>Why am I so free typing here?? Because stupid design is so fan si and boring and tiring and sien......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No no no, must not say 'stupid design', should say my 'beloved design', say more positive things so I will be more motivated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just really want to keep a record about yesterday, the happiest day in these few months for me. I went to beach with Steven, we got tanglung, moon cake with us though in the end we didn't eat the moon cake together. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One year has passed just like this, I used to envy people when they say they are together with the partner for how many how many years. I think it is not easy to use 'year' as a counting unit, it is an achievement~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok............ now back to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gambate!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jgTtlKQUsf0/SM589B9WLkI/AAAAAAAAAFA/eDIFywwQmeA/s1600-h/DSC06700.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jgTtlKQUsf0/SM589B9WLkI/AAAAAAAAAFA/eDIFywwQmeA/s400/DSC06700.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246268003872812610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jgTtlKQUsf0/SM59tXZi0SI/AAAAAAAAAFI/GEHYRMpsXB8/s1600-h/DSC06665+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jgTtlKQUsf0/SM59tXZi0SI/AAAAAAAAAFI/GEHYRMpsXB8/s400/DSC06665+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246268834261946658" 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/29820999-5928012147484888670?l=seekuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekuan.blogspot.com/feeds/5928012147484888670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29820999&amp;postID=5928012147484888670&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29820999/posts/default/5928012147484888670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29820999/posts/default/5928012147484888670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekuan.blogspot.com/2008/09/happy-mid-autumn.html' title='Happy Mid autumn!!'/><author><name>See Kuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14473044912411340173</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/_jgTtlKQUsf0/SM589B9WLkI/AAAAAAAAAFA/eDIFywwQmeA/s72-c/DSC06700.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29820999.post-6850855290873662857</id><published>2008-09-10T22:07:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T22:14:25.395+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Before I die</title><content type='html'>Before I die, I want to spend my days with my love, my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I die, I want to dress up my best and die with a smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I die, I will make sure I have no regrets, say thanks to those who loves me, and say sorry to those I hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I die...... because of stupid design.........................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;$%&amp;amp;%^*%$2$%#$^%$^#$%#@$!@#@%$!#@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can I die because of design!!!! 2 more months!! then I can say goodbye to designing!!!! why it is so difficult??? only 2 more months~~ but why I really feel like dying??????? Must I do this?????????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@@@@@@@@@@@@@ #!@%$#^%$^#@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 more months!!! I must survive!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29820999-6850855290873662857?l=seekuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekuan.blogspot.com/feeds/6850855290873662857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29820999&amp;postID=6850855290873662857&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29820999/posts/default/6850855290873662857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29820999/posts/default/6850855290873662857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekuan.blogspot.com/2008/09/before-i-die.html' title='Before I die'/><author><name>See Kuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14473044912411340173</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29820999.post-3520519911921175521</id><published>2008-05-27T01:13:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T02:27:14.914+10:00</updated><title type='text'>我有今日</title><content type='html'>I have used this title before in previous blog, that time I just pasted in the lyrics of a song of the same title but today this title is more about reflecting my situation now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea... it is finally my turn to fall head over heels in... ... you-know-what...&lt;br /&gt;it is not a good sign...&lt;br /&gt;I  didn't realize that until yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;I guess it is still better to have this experience than not having one in my lifetime,&lt;br /&gt;no matter what it will brings or how it will becomes, I am happy with what I am feeling now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29820999-3520519911921175521?l=seekuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekuan.blogspot.com/feeds/3520519911921175521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29820999&amp;postID=3520519911921175521&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29820999/posts/default/3520519911921175521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29820999/posts/default/3520519911921175521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekuan.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post.html' title='我有今日'/><author><name>See Kuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14473044912411340173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29820999.post-4936494882521950358</id><published>2008-04-22T16:18:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T16:39:57.605+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Emo....</title><content type='html'>It has nothing to do with my bf, not because of him, not about him or what so ever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These two days maybe I have rest too much, I have been thinking... News from my friend about her relationship with the bf definitely affects me, I just start thinking there will be times when me n my bf need to face that kind of situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very easily affected by people emotion, news around me or even TV shows and drama. I stressed easily too, I compare myself  to other people, I care about how people think about me and how do I look to other people. A friend once asked a question, ' how do u write a 'L' on your forehead?'  and the answer is if u write a mirrored L , that's mean you care about what people think about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I admit that, I wrote a mirrored 'L'. I m always like that in fact. I don't want to be a weirdo or a superstar, I want to blend in, be a part of the majority and feel comfortable with myself in that circle. Maybe I am just too afraid to be better or worse?? because I can't deal with attentions and stress??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like friends, even I have a very loving bf, that's not enough for me. What will happen to me if one day we break up? Who should I lean to then? Who will lend me an ear, a shoulder? It is not easy to make new friends after you are attached...just it is bit different from before..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steven treats me very well.... It is just that I still don't feel secure enough in this environment I am in now. Living in oversea, about to graduating, employments, where to go or where to stay.... Head aching...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haih... emo enough... must get back to work...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29820999-4936494882521950358?l=seekuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekuan.blogspot.com/feeds/4936494882521950358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29820999&amp;postID=4936494882521950358&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29820999/posts/default/4936494882521950358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29820999/posts/default/4936494882521950358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekuan.blogspot.com/2008/04/emo.html' title='Emo....'/><author><name>See Kuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14473044912411340173</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>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29820999.post-1726401085818841095</id><published>2008-04-13T13:05:00.006+10:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T00:57:52.590+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Research Studio</title><content type='html'>The coming week is the fifth week of study week, have been busy with my study ever since semester started. We already had submission on the second week and it was a quite stressful one. Me and Rhun Ing were doing group work together, we really wanted to have a good start so we put lots of effort. That first submission was quite successful and so did the second submission.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we are under some invisible pressure to produce a huge, solid ambitious work due to the fact the lecturers has recognized our abilities. It is good in a sense we really have a good start but we also set a bar too high for ourselves. I don't know what is my partner's opinion about this, at least this is how I feel now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am struggling with my coming submission this week which still a group work with Rhun Ing and we have to produce a sufficient amount of work because we decided to stick together while others are doing individual work now. Working in a group is great especially when your group member is your housemate, it really make things easier and very convenient. This third submission is due on this Friday and we haven't started any significant work yet, this worries me. So it is very obvious I am going to spend my Sunday to Thursday all day at home to do work... which this is already the life pattern I have since week 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really can't believe that I have so less time for myself when I only study one subject this semester...I was really really refuse to accept this fact until recently. At first I thought since I only doing one subject I will go looking for a job, now I really have to becareful about my decision, should I work or not?? I guess I will delicate some time to think about it after this submission.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now is time to go back to my work... Gambate!! AZA AZA Fighting!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29820999-1726401085818841095?l=seekuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekuan.blogspot.com/feeds/1726401085818841095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29820999&amp;postID=1726401085818841095&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29820999/posts/default/1726401085818841095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29820999/posts/default/1726401085818841095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekuan.blogspot.com/2008/04/research-studio.html' title='Research Studio'/><author><name>See Kuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14473044912411340173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29820999.post-2177238531287340603</id><published>2008-01-29T01:39:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T02:16:53.135+11:00</updated><title type='text'>January</title><content type='html'>It has been 13 days since I came back to Malaysia. The feeling I felt the moment I saw my parents is still fresh, the hugs are still memorable, I should have make a more drama reunion, maybe a few drops of tear will help. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent my first week in my hometown, Kemaman. Didn't contact anyone, whoever, no one. Was really enjoying my own time, relaxing at home all day, dinners with family, many hours of naps... felt so good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I am back to KL... this time I learnt, not to arrange all the time for meeting friends, I give myself enough personal time so I won't feel so hectic... still want to maintain the holiday mood that I just developed. Had 1 dinner, 1 yum char, 1 day out, 1 great conversation and 1 pasar malam so far... they are all good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think old friends are treasure... they are like plants, something grows in time. You won't suddenly have a big tree, you need time for a small tree to grow. I am talking about years here, not 1 year, 2 years but 5 years, 6 years even close to 10 years. I am blessed that I did plant some friendship seeds when I was younger so today when I come back here, I can enjoy the companions of my dear friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year is my year, the year of rat. Feel myself so old now... See the changes around me and my friends it really say something about becoming older... friends getting engaged, getting married, some even already pregnant; someone working in oversea, someone going to work oversea, someone got a promotion... We talk about these topic nowadays and that's really all that we care about now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe.. getting old la, have to admit it and be more responsible to myself. Must remember my new year resolutions and work hard on them and have a non-regret year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Chinese New Year to everyone ~!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29820999-2177238531287340603?l=seekuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekuan.blogspot.com/feeds/2177238531287340603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29820999&amp;postID=2177238531287340603&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29820999/posts/default/2177238531287340603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29820999/posts/default/2177238531287340603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekuan.blogspot.com/2008/01/january.html' title='January'/><author><name>See Kuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14473044912411340173</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-29820999.post-3298329475371934431</id><published>2008-01-02T22:22:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T22:33:51.429+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 2008~~</title><content type='html'>I celebrated new year eve with the most people in my life ever, 22,000 people together including me and friends all packed in Mrs Macquarie Chair to see 2008 Harbour Bridge Firework. 2008 new year eve is the most hot, sweaty, packed, tiring day I ever had but it is all worthwhile when the Harbour Bridge firework starts....  I am so impressed. ^^ 2008 year must be a good year!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Year Resolutions:&lt;br /&gt;1. Be Good, especially in study. Must study hard, study smart and be able to graduate this end of the year.&lt;br /&gt;2. Plan for future. Start applying job, part time or full time... step by step to get ready for future employment.&lt;br /&gt;3. Be punctual and learn time management.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29820999-3298329475371934431?l=seekuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekuan.blogspot.com/feeds/3298329475371934431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29820999&amp;postID=3298329475371934431&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29820999/posts/default/3298329475371934431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29820999/posts/default/3298329475371934431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekuan.blogspot.com/2008/01/happy-2008.html' title='Happy 2008~~'/><author><name>See Kuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14473044912411340173</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-29820999.post-1265599725202912818</id><published>2007-12-07T01:00:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T01:14:01.314+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Diary</title><content type='html'>Hmmm...Keeping diary is really quite a dangerous thing to do. Today my diary nearly got exposed to Mr.Chan. It was so scary...Though I know from the very beginning keeping diary means you have to bear the risk someone will read your secrets in your diary. If it is a real 'secret' don't even write it down, just keep in your heart. So  if you did write it down then it should be not a secret to let people know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's my concept... but I still feel embarrass to let people read it, maybe if they read it behind me without letting me know I will be OK... but read my diary in front of me..... &gt;__&lt;"'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Message to Mr.Chan, if he did come to visit this blog:&lt;br /&gt;" Just read this blog is good enough, don't ever think about stealing my diary again &gt;__&lt; "&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29820999-1265599725202912818?l=seekuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekuan.blogspot.com/feeds/1265599725202912818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29820999&amp;postID=1265599725202912818&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29820999/posts/default/1265599725202912818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29820999/posts/default/1265599725202912818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekuan.blogspot.com/2007/12/diary.html' title='Diary'/><author><name>See Kuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14473044912411340173</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-29820999.post-1347509168609181186</id><published>2007-12-02T09:46:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T11:27:15.499+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Delighted heart'/><title type='text'>Delighted heart ^^</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jgTtlKQUsf0/R1H7BHHKNEI/AAAAAAAAAEY/sacmskD1doE/s1600-R/DSC02193_e.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jgTtlKQUsf0/R1H7BHHKNEI/AAAAAAAAAEY/6KBeNvDQuTk/s400/DSC02193_e.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139164646313964610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a while since my last entry... it is not that I was too busy or I forget about this blog... it is just that I can't seem to compose what have happened and what I am thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November 2007.&lt;br /&gt;In this month one of the days is my birthday, I celebrated my birthday with someone truly appreciate me; and the days after my birthday until recently are the sweetest days I ever had. So I can say I had a sweet November.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started to really understand somethings I thought I understood very well last time.&lt;br /&gt;Love is not give and take, it is only give without hoping for return; it is only when you give sincerely you feel the greatest happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is really good to have someone that sayang yourself. ^^&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly the happy things that you encounter seems to make you extra double happy.&lt;br /&gt;You smile more often.... and you GAIN WEIGHT!!&lt;br /&gt;ahaha ^^ that happened to me.... have to go on diet la...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29820999-1347509168609181186?l=seekuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekuan.blogspot.com/feeds/1347509168609181186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29820999&amp;postID=1347509168609181186&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29820999/posts/default/1347509168609181186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29820999/posts/default/1347509168609181186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekuan.blogspot.com/2007/12/it-has-been-while-since-my-last-entry.html' title='Delighted heart ^^'/><author><name>See Kuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14473044912411340173</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/_jgTtlKQUsf0/R1H7BHHKNEI/AAAAAAAAAEY/6KBeNvDQuTk/s72-c/DSC02193_e.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29820999.post-7816541277740303613</id><published>2007-10-29T20:36:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T20:44:51.065+11:00</updated><title type='text'>我有今日</title><content type='html'>&lt;h2&gt;我有今日&lt;/h2&gt;曲:侧田(On Your Mark) 词:林夕&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="hidtext"&gt;歌&lt;/span&gt; 编曲:侧田(On Your Mark) 监制:侧田(On Your Mark)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="hidtext"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hate myself for loving you so much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="hidtext"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Oh I hate myself for falling back in love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="hidtext"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Never been good at words I wanna say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="hidtext"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I sing my love for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="hidtext"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I'll just let the music make sweet love to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="hidtext"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="hidtext"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;曾经和你因工作一起远飞&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="hidtext"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; 但我还未知心中有你&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="hidtext"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;仍为了别个她魄散魂离&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="hidtext"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; 因她 无法得到因此心已死&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="hidtext"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="hidtext"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; 我便自卑 不敢透气 已经苦得想死&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="hidtext"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; 遑论有天居然爱你&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="hidtext"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　 *直到一天 共你相见 被我知你从上次 开始接触&lt;br /&gt;　 便已就似触电 犹如得到 星光的加冕&lt;br /&gt;　 我没被讨厌 多得有你 我终于有这天*&lt;br /&gt;　 &lt;span class="hidtext"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　 多么憎我太慢才识你&lt;br /&gt;　 我更加不想勉强地去亲你&lt;br /&gt;　 是你喜欢我 当然都爱你&lt;br /&gt;　 如她不敢再比 仍旧答谢你&lt;br /&gt;　 有你的眷恋 令我也有了生气&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="hidtext"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　 多么憎我试着迷恋你&lt;br /&gt;　 我怕想拥抱你也为了出气&lt;br /&gt;　 愿我抛开过去一心爱你 忘掉她的气味&lt;br /&gt;　 若我敢再记起 对不起了你&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="hidtext"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　 如果 和你一早得到好结果&lt;br /&gt;　 没法明白单恋的痛楚&lt;br /&gt;　 难道我乐意得到折磨&lt;br /&gt;　 而不过 从我跟她苦恋的最初&lt;br /&gt;　&lt;span class="hidtext"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　 纵没成果 颠倒的我&lt;br /&gt;　 满足比伤心多 难道爱辛苦方似我 Repeat*&lt;br /&gt;　 &lt;span class="hidtext"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　 多么憎我太慢才识你&lt;br /&gt;　 我更加不想勉强地去亲你&lt;br /&gt;　 是你喜欢我 当然都爱你&lt;br /&gt;　 如她不敢再比 仍旧答谢你&lt;br /&gt;　 有你的眷恋 令我也有了生气&lt;br /&gt;　 Oh 终于得到了被爱oh&lt;br /&gt;　 无论兴不兴奋当天已不在&lt;br /&gt;　 愿你终于变了一生最爱&lt;br /&gt;　 连我悲观也改 没有旧人存在 放心给你爱&lt;br /&gt;　&lt;span class="hidtext"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　 做人或者 不必要得到最想&lt;br /&gt;　 如为快乐设想 就祝福我俩&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;** How would you feel if someone sing this song to you?&lt;br /&gt;  As for me, I was touched totally...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29820999-7816541277740303613?l=seekuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekuan.blogspot.com/feeds/7816541277740303613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29820999&amp;postID=7816541277740303613&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29820999/posts/default/7816541277740303613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29820999/posts/default/7816541277740303613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekuan.blogspot.com/2007/10/on-your-mark-on-your-mark-on-your-mark.html' title='我有今日'/><author><name>See Kuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14473044912411340173</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-29820999.post-6417388731892665413</id><published>2007-10-17T22:07:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-12-08T12:36:27.696+11:00</updated><title type='text'>I am a good girl</title><content type='html'>My colleague, the ex-Malaysian now Australian architect said Malaysian girls are still very conservative as compared to girls from other countries, they will take the duties of a woman seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My boss's wife said I am very soft spoken and I am different from others girls at my age since I like to learn about cooking and housework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend who I don't really know how much he knows about me said I am a very good girl. What does he means by  a good girl, in what sense and how he judged, I really have no idea...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay.... Basically these people were trying to say I am a very family-kind of girl who is willing to cook and do all the housework, and whoever becomes my boyfriend will be very lucky.&lt;br /&gt;ahaha... this is funny... I never thought people will see me like that... I am sure I am not a family kind of girl. I can't be! I like to work, I like to play, I like to go out, I like to be alone sometimes... how can I be?? Or will I be? Do they see that in me?? yes, I admit I am starting to learn about cooking and I did mention I don't mind housework... but that really does not mean I like any of these. Really want to clarify this... at least I said it out loud here, then next time I can have a proof to show people  they were mistaken and I didn't mean to mislead them. ^^ I am so thoughtful =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...Thanks for the good you all see in me, I really appreciates what you all said and I myself starting to believe I am a good girl too. ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29820999-6417388731892665413?l=seekuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekuan.blogspot.com/feeds/6417388731892665413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29820999&amp;postID=6417388731892665413&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29820999/posts/default/6417388731892665413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29820999/posts/default/6417388731892665413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekuan.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-am-good-girl.html' title='I am a good girl'/><author><name>See Kuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14473044912411340173</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-29820999.post-4814047584601109738</id><published>2007-10-06T12:48:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T11:25:35.455+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Jacky Cheung in Sydney</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jgTtlKQUsf0/Rwgz0ZovlUI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/uHnekqrYbiw/s1600-h/7546.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jgTtlKQUsf0/Rwgz0ZovlUI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/uHnekqrYbiw/s400/7546.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118397951834559810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I headed to city straight away after the meeting is over in office. Still deciding should I go to Japanese Class or not at that time then another look at the watch, I decided I won't go to class since I was already late for class. It was a very correct decision to make, I saw so many people in the city, it was like all of the sudden all the Asian population decided to appear in the city. So many people, it made me feel excited for the concert. I met  Nicholas around 7pm and we had dinner until about 740pm, just enough time to get ready to the concert. Doris was wandering around Dixon street, after meeting with her we headed right away to Sydney entertainment center.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were already many people queuing to enter the center, again my mood got heated by seeing the scene, Doris was pretty excited too, she said this is her first concert. ^^ We were amazed by the theater. (at least me and Doris did) It was quite spacious and we got the center seats! Not bad at all. The previous concert that I went to were open air concert but this  concert was indoor, the acoustic, atmosphere and seats really much more better than outdoor theaters. I remember it was raining that day on Faye Wong's concert!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The concert started pretty on time, about 815 or 820. Jacky started by singing 3 dance songs. He was so ‘百厌 ’ ( can't think of other better word to describe) jumping here and there, really not like the usual him but I loved it! I think he is cute and he was obviously high! ahaha... Of course he sangs some of his classic songs. I love the 3 songs he wrote, 瑶瑶 for the daughter, 讲你知 for the wife and&lt;br /&gt;给朋友 for a passed away friend. Those 3 songs are super nice, especially the song 讲你知, I was really touched by the lyrics. Jacky Cheung also performed a small parts of 如果爱 n 雪狼湖 musical drama. He really can sing very very well! He himself already represents the entire 如果爱... the other 2 main characters were not important at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The concert ends at about 1140. He sang 6 encore songs~ Me and Doris both think he should have go on sing more songs, most of the people was hesitated to leave after the last song...&lt;br /&gt;It is truly  a memorable concert to me. ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29820999-4814047584601109738?l=seekuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekuan.blogspot.com/feeds/4814047584601109738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29820999&amp;postID=4814047584601109738&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29820999/posts/default/4814047584601109738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29820999/posts/default/4814047584601109738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekuan.blogspot.com/2007/10/jacky-cheung-in-sydney.html' title='Jacky Cheung in Sydney'/><author><name>See Kuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14473044912411340173</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/_jgTtlKQUsf0/Rwgz0ZovlUI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/uHnekqrYbiw/s72-c/7546.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29820999.post-6591138682271571740</id><published>2007-10-05T09:14:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T23:53:09.002+10:00</updated><title type='text'>My first bonquet of flowers ^^</title><content type='html'>I received my first bouquet of flowers on Tuesday, I was so happy and touched. Loved the way the flowers were presented. Everything went fine that day, happy shopping, good dinner. After dinner then I do the housekeeping, that is when I found the flowers in the dishwasher... ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you very muchie~ you really remember what I said. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jgTtlKQUsf0/Rwb3JZovlTI/AAAAAAAAAEI/9uzWUgIeH7s/s1600-h/DSC01807_e.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jgTtlKQUsf0/Rwb3JZovlTI/AAAAAAAAAEI/9uzWUgIeH7s/s400/DSC01807_e.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118049767425807666" 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/29820999-6591138682271571740?l=seekuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekuan.blogspot.com/feeds/6591138682271571740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29820999&amp;postID=6591138682271571740&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29820999/posts/default/6591138682271571740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29820999/posts/default/6591138682271571740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekuan.blogspot.com/2007/10/my-first-bonquet-of-flowers.html' title='My first bonquet of flowers ^^'/><author><name>See Kuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14473044912411340173</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/_jgTtlKQUsf0/Rwb3JZovlTI/AAAAAAAAAEI/9uzWUgIeH7s/s72-c/DSC01807_e.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29820999.post-6116817837730628895</id><published>2007-09-22T16:20:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T20:58:01.804+10:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been a long time</title><content type='html'>It's been a long time... Lots of things happened, I should have been blogging to report all these things after all this is my intention of keeping this blog when I named it ' Every little thing'... I m sorry I didn't keep my own promise. =p Guess it is never too late, so from today onwards I will be more hardworking to update here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently got to know some friends who also keep a blog... and some friends just started blogging but they already have more entry than I do.. Ehehe, my bad. I guess this is one of the motivations to get me back to blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have been going out lately, had gathering with chong hwa mates, steamboat with juniors...all thanks to  mid autumn festival. We forgetful and always-busy human always need special occasions to remind us  to keep in touch with friends... Mid autumn festival is actually this coming tuesday, looking forward to that day, not sure what will I be doing and whom I will celebrate with, as long as i get to  light a candle and burn a lantern then I m more than happy.  ^__^ (no more moon cake, thanks)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0826_ Malaysian Festival&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jgTtlKQUsf0/RveN_5ovk9I/AAAAAAAAABU/gePG3xitfjo/s1600-h/DSC01606_e.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jgTtlKQUsf0/RveN_5ovk9I/AAAAAAAAABU/gePG3xitfjo/s200/DSC01606_e.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113712030845473746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jgTtlKQUsf0/RveOhpovk-I/AAAAAAAAABc/2VGhezmPo7E/s1600-h/DSC01604_e.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jgTtlKQUsf0/RveOhpovk-I/AAAAAAAAABc/2VGhezmPo7E/s200/DSC01604_e.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113712610666058722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love malaysian food!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0915_Sushi dinner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jgTtlKQUsf0/RvePcZovlAI/AAAAAAAAABs/GF2Twk3pQbY/s1600-h/DSC01631_e.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jgTtlKQUsf0/RvePcZovlAI/AAAAAAAAABs/GF2Twk3pQbY/s200/DSC01631_e.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113713619983373314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jgTtlKQUsf0/RveQLpovlBI/AAAAAAAAAB0/vWeyVCEUYeY/s1600-h/DSC01635_e.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jgTtlKQUsf0/RveQLpovlBI/AAAAAAAAAB0/vWeyVCEUYeY/s200/DSC01635_e.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113714431732192274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jgTtlKQUsf0/RveQSJovlCI/AAAAAAAAAB8/0DKkzyHhKPI/s1600-h/DSC01636_e.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jgTtlKQUsf0/RveQSJovlCI/AAAAAAAAAB8/0DKkzyHhKPI/s200/DSC01636_e.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113714543401341986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jgTtlKQUsf0/RveQlZovlDI/AAAAAAAAACE/57b3hfuy5Vw/s1600-h/DSC01629_e.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jgTtlKQUsf0/RveQlZovlDI/AAAAAAAAACE/57b3hfuy5Vw/s320/DSC01629_e.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113714874113823794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sushi platter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0920&lt;br /&gt;steamboat with house mates and juniors&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jgTtlKQUsf0/RveR-povlFI/AAAAAAAAACU/iNXnhs8JzRU/s1600-h/DSC01655_e.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jgTtlKQUsf0/RveR-povlFI/AAAAAAAAACU/iNXnhs8JzRU/s200/DSC01655_e.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113716407417148498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jgTtlKQUsf0/RveRlZovlEI/AAAAAAAAACM/8ThYXACPhns/s1600-h/DSC01652_e.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jgTtlKQUsf0/RveRlZovlEI/AAAAAAAAACM/8ThYXACPhns/s320/DSC01652_e.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113715973625451586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jgTtlKQUsf0/RveSWZovlGI/AAAAAAAAACc/ctRQdtaK0YU/s1600-h/DSC01657_e.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jgTtlKQUsf0/RveSWZovlGI/AAAAAAAAACc/ctRQdtaK0YU/s200/DSC01657_e.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113716815439041634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0921 BBQ at Eastwood lee hung's house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jgTtlKQUsf0/RveSypovlHI/AAAAAAAAACk/zI9oQ2TVtTE/s1600-h/DSC01682_e.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jgTtlKQUsf0/RveSypovlHI/AAAAAAAAACk/zI9oQ2TVtTE/s200/DSC01682_e.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113717300770346098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jgTtlKQUsf0/RveW8povlRI/AAAAAAAAAD0/L7rKI3r0xZM/s1600-h/DSC01730_e.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jgTtlKQUsf0/RveW8povlRI/AAAAAAAAAD0/L7rKI3r0xZM/s200/DSC01730_e.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113721870615549202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jgTtlKQUsf0/RveTQ5ovlII/AAAAAAAAACs/HVon2BPrsog/s1600-h/DSC01687_e.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jgTtlKQUsf0/RveTQ5ovlII/AAAAAAAAACs/HVon2BPrsog/s200/DSC01687_e.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113717820461388930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jgTtlKQUsf0/RveT8ZovlMI/AAAAAAAAADM/WjUbKaQTOVo/s1600-h/DSC01709_e.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jgTtlKQUsf0/RveT8ZovlMI/AAAAAAAAADM/WjUbKaQTOVo/s200/DSC01709_e.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113718567785698498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jgTtlKQUsf0/RveTf5ovlJI/AAAAAAAAAC0/vvp3C_2fwcY/s1600-h/DSC01704_e.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jgTtlKQUsf0/RveTf5ovlJI/AAAAAAAAAC0/vvp3C_2fwcY/s320/DSC01704_e.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113718078159426706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0922_Another steamboat (home made!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jgTtlKQUsf0/RveVMZovlOI/AAAAAAAAADc/LXO3EqFlpJ0/s1600-h/DSC01747_e.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jgTtlKQUsf0/RveVMZovlOI/AAAAAAAAADc/LXO3EqFlpJ0/s320/DSC01747_e.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113719942175233250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jgTtlKQUsf0/RveWSZovlQI/AAAAAAAAADs/_ZOYWN19uSI/s1600-h/DSC01776_e.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jgTtlKQUsf0/RveWSZovlQI/AAAAAAAAADs/_ZOYWN19uSI/s320/DSC01776_e.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113721144766076162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jgTtlKQUsf0/RveVMZovlOI/AAAAAAAAADc/LXO3EqFlpJ0/s1600-h/DSC01747_e.JPG"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29820999-6116817837730628895?l=seekuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekuan.blogspot.com/feeds/6116817837730628895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29820999&amp;postID=6116817837730628895&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29820999/posts/default/6116817837730628895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29820999/posts/default/6116817837730628895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekuan.blogspot.com/2007/09/its-been-long-time.html' title='It&apos;s been a long time'/><author><name>See Kuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14473044912411340173</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/_jgTtlKQUsf0/RveN_5ovk9I/AAAAAAAAABU/gePG3xitfjo/s72-c/DSC01606_e.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29820999.post-6949794785926732932</id><published>2007-08-27T23:05:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T19:58:55.408+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Country Road</title><content type='html'>It has been so long... By accident, I got a chance listen to the song 'country road' from Hayao Miyazaki's movie 'mimi no sumaseba' or 'whisper of the heart'. Again, I am touched by the song.. Thanks to the blogger who post this clip from the movie in his blog... I really love it.. all the memories suddenly came back to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can still remember how I was touched by the ending of the story... the part the girl sat at the dining and told the parents what she decided to do... the understanding father... the time when she waiting for the grandpa to read her book.....this is such a sweet movie.. touching and motivating...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recommend everyone to watch this movie =] you will like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jgTtlKQUsf0/RtLR1FUKZfI/AAAAAAAAAA8/CfMb3rpobq4/s1600-h/whisperf1024_768.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jgTtlKQUsf0/RtLR1FUKZfI/AAAAAAAAAA8/CfMb3rpobq4/s320/whisperf1024_768.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103372037654210034" 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/29820999-6949794785926732932?l=seekuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekuan.blogspot.com/feeds/6949794785926732932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29820999&amp;postID=6949794785926732932&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29820999/posts/default/6949794785926732932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29820999/posts/default/6949794785926732932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekuan.blogspot.com/2007/08/country-road.html' title='Country Road'/><author><name>See Kuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14473044912411340173</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/_jgTtlKQUsf0/RtLR1FUKZfI/AAAAAAAAAA8/CfMb3rpobq4/s72-c/whisperf1024_768.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29820999.post-7871688942884474292</id><published>2007-06-15T20:39:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T21:02:24.794+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Friend, friend, friend...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-family: arial; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Today went out to city to meet up with Rick Chee. As usual… we had a meal together, walked together, I sent him to his bus… then we said bye bye.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-family: arial; font-size: 10pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-family: arial; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-family: arial; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Are we close friends? I don't know but I guess I feel comfortable around him. It seems like I hardly tell him anything about me… and what is the reason? Yes, it is because he always have nothing to comment on what I told him. He was once one of my best guy friends, before he got his girl friend of course. After he got a girl friend is either me or him subconsciously we kept a distance between us, less chatting in msn, less sms texting, basically no contact. Sometime I wonder how can we still talk after these years..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-family: arial; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these old stories… like I said to him, I envy him, he can tell people he has a 2-3 years relationship… I envy that commitment, that love. I always hope myself can get one… but sometime it is just not up to me to decide.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-family: arial; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-family: arial; font-size: 10pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-family: arial; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;This is the second time he told me the same things…catch a bus before all the buses left, not all the buses will wait for me… I don’t wan to wait at bus stop until midnight…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-family: arial; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-family: arial; font-size: 10pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-family: arial; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;This catching a bus scenario really get me every time when he says it… is either because we are actually at bus central or it is because it really makes sense… it must be the latter. Hate him when he is being so frank to me… but my hate to him won't do me any good… so nahh… I don't want to waste my energy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-family: arial; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-family: arial; font-size: 10pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-family: arial; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;I am happy we are still friends until today… hopefully we will still be friends for the next couple of years… ahaha then I can have free financial advises… =]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29820999-7871688942884474292?l=seekuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekuan.blogspot.com/feeds/7871688942884474292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29820999&amp;postID=7871688942884474292&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29820999/posts/default/7871688942884474292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29820999/posts/default/7871688942884474292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekuan.blogspot.com/2007/06/friend-friend-friend.html' title='Friend, friend, friend...'/><author><name>See Kuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14473044912411340173</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-29820999.post-4685422136501165299</id><published>2007-06-15T14:13:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T15:07:06.757+10:00</updated><title type='text'>今天写华语的。。。</title><content type='html'>今天的天气真是太不能了。。。只能用一个字形容- 灰！好像随时会下大雨。 我待会要下city去见个朋友，老天却那么不给脸， 只能无奈。 这位朋友的脸我真的给大了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;今天是想写些什么呢? 啊哈哈，我也不知道， 边写边想吧。我经常想写blog，但常常只是想写而并不是想写什么。大楷我就是这样unorganise 的人吧。。。 不然就是我真的不会表达自己。。。再不然就是根本没发生什么值得写的事。。 哎哟。。 看。。不organise 的就变成这样。。 自己和自己说起话来。再半个小时我就要出门了， 以我type华语的速度应该刚刚好在之前写完吧。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;好。。。 到这里还是没有主题。&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;想。。。。。想了又想。。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;就写。。。。。。。&lt;br /&gt;啊。。 不知道要写什么啊。&lt;br /&gt;kk。。。 写近况吧。。。。 好像有一点儿无聊。。&lt;br /&gt;啊哈哈。。。 还有二十分钟。。 再拖一下下。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;好啦。。 写自己吧。&lt;br /&gt;最近有个比我大一岁的 朋友说觉得他自己很lost， 说同年的都在工作，在为未来奋斗， 而他自己却在读一个自己不想读的master， 读完后是不是找会本行的工， 是不是转行也不清楚。&lt;br /&gt;十分了解朋友的想法。。 我自己也大楷是这样的处境。 读了master后是不是就朝那个方向发展？architecture 呢？我能胜任吗？未来以前那么远，现在却那么近，想假装还懵懂， 自己都嫌不好意思了。一样的。。。 我还是不organise 的没有头绪， 想很干脆地相信‘ 船到桥头自然直’ 给人很潇洒自在的感觉。不然换个说法，我是想给点时间自己，看看情况再好好的决定。。。 这样讲好像比较成熟点吧。好啦， 随便啦。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;时间干刚刚好， 还有两分钟，就做个结尾吧。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;今天心情不错。。 比起昨天的突然Ddepression袭击， 今天心情比天气好。希望以这样的心情一步步营造未来啦。。 。首先，今天一定一定要把该做的事做好！！在明天太阳升起前一定要做完！好。。。 现在先出去，回来一定要做完！！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ja ne , matta&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29820999-4685422136501165299?l=seekuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekuan.blogspot.com/feeds/4685422136501165299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29820999&amp;postID=4685422136501165299&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29820999/posts/default/4685422136501165299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29820999/posts/default/4685422136501165299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekuan.blogspot.com/2007/06/blog-post.html' title='今天写华语的。。。'/><author><name>See Kuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14473044912411340173</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-29820999.post-690886441306480818</id><published>2007-06-04T11:29:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T11:31:55.081+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Deadline, die or survive</title><content type='html'>Two days to deadline or to specific 69 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I need is the final push and lots of luck!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29820999-690886441306480818?l=seekuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekuan.blogspot.com/feeds/690886441306480818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29820999&amp;postID=690886441306480818&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29820999/posts/default/690886441306480818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29820999/posts/default/690886441306480818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekuan.blogspot.com/2007/06/deadline-die-or-survive.html' title='Deadline, die or survive'/><author><name>See Kuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14473044912411340173</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-29820999.post-5391782262774748961</id><published>2007-04-10T00:14:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T00:30:34.567+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Wallpaper</title><content type='html'>Read my friend's blog two days ago and was inspired to write about the same topic now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like to collect desktop wallpapers, I can spend hours surfing for nice wallpapers. Over years, i looked back at my collection, my preference toward wallpapers changed alot. I used to like very dark colour and 3d graphic wallpapers but nowaday i tend to collect soft colours and more scenery and natural wallpapers... i think the change is good, it kinda of means i m more optimistic now... ahaha..... maybe.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the wallpaper i m using now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jgTtlKQUsf0/RhpMwoK2loI/AAAAAAAAAAc/HrGu1lF3sac/s1600-h/4221_1280x800.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jgTtlKQUsf0/RhpMwoK2loI/AAAAAAAAAAc/HrGu1lF3sac/s320/4221_1280x800.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051434330349803138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this is a wallpaper i found recently from a new source, i like this very much , it is just different from the others. The title of this wallpaper is 'google library', cute huh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jgTtlKQUsf0/RhpNNIK2lpI/AAAAAAAAAAk/fpdO5JAWCys/s1600-h/vladstudio_googlelibrary_1280x1024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jgTtlKQUsf0/RhpNNIK2lpI/AAAAAAAAAAk/fpdO5JAWCys/s320/vladstudio_googlelibrary_1280x1024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051434819976074898" 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/29820999-5391782262774748961?l=seekuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekuan.blogspot.com/feeds/5391782262774748961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29820999&amp;postID=5391782262774748961&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29820999/posts/default/5391782262774748961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29820999/posts/default/5391782262774748961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekuan.blogspot.com/2007/04/wallpaper.html' title='Wallpaper'/><author><name>See Kuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14473044912411340173</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/_jgTtlKQUsf0/RhpMwoK2loI/AAAAAAAAAAc/HrGu1lF3sac/s72-c/4221_1280x800.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29820999.post-8969390485444860435</id><published>2007-03-30T13:45:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T13:53:33.413+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Spoiled child</title><content type='html'>Will someone love me for who I am?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29820999-8969390485444860435?l=seekuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekuan.blogspot.com/feeds/8969390485444860435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29820999&amp;postID=8969390485444860435&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29820999/posts/default/8969390485444860435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29820999/posts/default/8969390485444860435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekuan.blogspot.com/2007/03/spoiled-child.html' title='Spoiled child'/><author><name>See Kuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14473044912411340173</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-29820999.post-1250261850537954472</id><published>2007-03-16T21:19:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T21:33:43.036+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Third week of first semester 2007</title><content type='html'>Wow... look at the date, today is 16 March 2007, 2 weeks passed since my previous entry, 2 days to my sister's birthday and 3 more days entering fourth week of this semester. What can I say? Time flies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three weeks passed since I came back to Sydney. I m good. Study is getting busier, already started my sleepless nights rushing for design. Our unit is much tidy then before and we are starting our rooster to cook. Everything is getting better only the weather is still as hot as the first day I landed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can foresee this semester is going to be a enjoyable semester. These 3 weeks I have been enjoying, it is really a good start. Yeah~ everything will sure be fine if this good feeling keep going throughout the semester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arg... I m missing my friends... hope out there there is someone missing me too .. ehehe =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow going for a day trip to Canberra, yeah.. let's have fun friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29820999-1250261850537954472?l=seekuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekuan.blogspot.com/feeds/1250261850537954472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29820999&amp;postID=1250261850537954472&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29820999/posts/default/1250261850537954472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29820999/posts/default/1250261850537954472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekuan.blogspot.com/2007/03/third-week-of-first-semester-2007.html' title='Third week of first semester 2007'/><author><name>See Kuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14473044912411340173</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-29820999.post-6832220718820445272</id><published>2007-02-28T03:06:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T12:31:04.326+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Take the next Train</title><content type='html'>there is no use looking back to the past&lt;br /&gt;there is no use wondering what can be undone or redo&lt;br /&gt;there is no use regretting what is said and done&lt;br /&gt;yes, I understand all these and I definitely aware how silly I was and I Still am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is no point to wait when there is nobody is there for u&lt;br /&gt;there is no point being silly when there is no one there to say u cute&lt;br /&gt;there is no point being sad when nobody knows&lt;br /&gt;cuz, in the end is just all back to myself and I am here counting on myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall take the next train&lt;br /&gt;where is the destination? I don't care&lt;br /&gt;when is it coming? as soon as possible, in my heart I hope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am ready to go&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29820999-6832220718820445272?l=seekuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekuan.blogspot.com/feeds/6832220718820445272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29820999&amp;postID=6832220718820445272&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29820999/posts/default/6832220718820445272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29820999/posts/default/6832220718820445272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekuan.blogspot.com/2007/02/take-next-train.html' title='Take the next Train'/><author><name>See Kuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14473044912411340173</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-29820999.post-2573748648711627751</id><published>2007-01-31T02:48:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-02-01T04:54:31.334+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Work</title><content type='html'>Its has been 2 weeks since I start working in this company and very soon, next friday will be my last day. Time flies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much things I can say about my job this time, it is not an architectural practise but I still appreaciate it. This job is purely business, it is all about trading money and goods; productions, customers and suppliers. I m glad that I was given the chance, before this I never really understood how a business works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think alot about my future whenever I work, maybe simply because working life reminds me of growing up, reality and responsibilities.... It is not like I m very pessimistic about my future, I just wonder how it is going to be liked. Especially in this place I m currently working at, there are 3 newly wedded wifes, I can see how marriage and work affects one's life, this made me think even more. Am I going to be a housewife even I have graduated with Barch? or am I going to work my life off and not getting a life? ....... tricky, I don't know the answer but of course I hope for the better, the best; do what I can do to achieve the better, the best. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of my friends has gone to the next stage of life - working life, after they finished their studies. I m one leg stepping into the stage as well.... Feel like singing the S.H.E's song 'don't want to grow up' ... ahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I m considered very lucky. Many people at my age has already worked for years and I still get the chance to study for another two years, what more can I ask? However, think of the other way round, some people at my age already has a family, a loving husband, lovely children and maybe friendly parents in-law. What they do everyday is all about the family affair, houseworks, checking daughter's homework, accompany parents to pasar.... Things like that can also make like very meaningful, just depends on how you look at everyday. Seriously, everyone lives a different life and the choice is up to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend's friend told me about his thought about this women's working topic. He said the most sacred work and greatest work a woman can do is to take care of the family. He absolutely want his future wife to be a housewife at home and do her best for the family. I am kinda surprised, nowadays guys don't usually talk like this anymore. I am surprised by the thought and also by his sincerity in believing women can make the best family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh.. I m slipping away from the topic. To conclude this, I just wanted to say I am not ready for working life but yet I m looking forward for it as I think it might be interesting and challenging... It is a thing I would like to try.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29820999-2573748648711627751?l=seekuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekuan.blogspot.com/feeds/2573748648711627751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29820999&amp;postID=2573748648711627751&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29820999/posts/default/2573748648711627751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29820999/posts/default/2573748648711627751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekuan.blogspot.com/2007/01/work.html' title='Work'/><author><name>See Kuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14473044912411340173</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-29820999.post-8448376607933828790</id><published>2007-01-31T02:22:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-02-01T05:17:45.730+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Carrot, Egg or Coffee</title><content type='html'>Something i read from a forwarded email touched me... It is very interesting and very true.&lt;br /&gt;I forwarded the email to most of my friends but i still wan to post some part of it here as I hope to share with everyone I know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is part of the article ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;A young woman went to her mother and told her about her life and how things were so hard for her. She did not know how she was going to make it and wanted to give up. She was tired of fighting and struggling. It seemed as one problem was solved, a new one arose. Her mother took her to the kitchen. She filled three pots with water and placed each on a high fire. Soon the pots came to boil. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;In the first she placed carrots, in the second she placed eggs, and in the last she placed ground coffee beans. She let them sit and boil, without saying a word. In about twenty mi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;nutes she turned off the burners. She fished the carrots out and placed them in a bowl. She pulled the eggs out and placed them in a bowl. Then she ladled the coffee out and placed it in a bowl. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;Turning to her daughter, she asked, "Tell me, what do you see?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;Her mother explained that each of these objects had faced the same adversity . boiling water. Each reacted differently. The carrot went in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;strong, hard, and unrelenting. However, after being subjected to the boiling water, it softened and became weak. The egg had been fragile. Its thin outer shell had protected its liquid interior, but after sitting through the boiling water, its inside became hardened. The ground coffee beans were  unique, however. After they were in the boiling water, they had changed the water. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;"Which are you?" she asked her daughter. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;"When adversity knocks on your door, how do you respond? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;Are you a carrot, an egg or a coffee bean?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jgTtlKQUsf0/RcDc5PadutI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yopyEn_66q4/s1600-h/carroteggncoffee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 191px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jgTtlKQUsf0/RcDc5PadutI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yopyEn_66q4/s320/carroteggncoffee.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026260060093659858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;**The happiest of people don't necessarily have the best of everything; they just make the most of everything that comes along their way.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29820999-8448376607933828790?l=seekuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekuan.blogspot.com/feeds/8448376607933828790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29820999&amp;postID=8448376607933828790&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29820999/posts/default/8448376607933828790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29820999/posts/default/8448376607933828790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekuan.blogspot.com/2007/01/carrot-egg-or-coffee.html' title='Carrot, Egg or Coffee'/><author><name>See Kuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14473044912411340173</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/_jgTtlKQUsf0/RcDc5PadutI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yopyEn_66q4/s72-c/carroteggncoffee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29820999.post-1559833670026043365</id><published>2006-12-11T03:15:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T03:33:34.699+11:00</updated><title type='text'>^_____^"' .............</title><content type='html'>Like the title implied..................... I don't know what to type... just wanted to drop afew lines to proof i am still alive and this blog still goes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came back to my hometown yesterday... finally i feel i am really on holiday. I have nothing to worry about not like when i was in kl few days before. When i was in kl, is not like i had big things to deal with, is just my mind can't have a moment of peace. I tend to cram my schedule, it seems to me there are so many things i have to do. But now i m back in my hometown, at last.... P.E.A.C.E~ I don't have to worry about food, no temptation to resist, no rushing, no traffic jam... so free.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sea... I haven't go to see the sea... never mind, it only been 2 days, i can go tomorrow anyway. My beloved hometown, my family, i love you~ muaks~ ehehe (^@^)/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29820999-1559833670026043365?l=seekuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekuan.blogspot.com/feeds/1559833670026043365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29820999&amp;postID=1559833670026043365&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29820999/posts/default/1559833670026043365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29820999/posts/default/1559833670026043365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekuan.blogspot.com/2006/12/blog-post.html' title='^_____^&quot;&apos; .............'/><author><name>See Kuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14473044912411340173</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-29820999.post-5164587872244926220</id><published>2006-12-06T18:04:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T02:47:05.108+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Days without cellphone</title><content type='html'>It has been 2 days since i touched ground in kl. Everything is fine, i had good food and good sleep, what is missing is my friends. I haven't get in touch with any of my friends yet, i have still don't have a sim card to make calls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never thought 2 days without a cellphone can make my life so boring... perharp i am a boring person too, can't do much without others being with me. I was thinking who should i call if i got a cellphone to use when i lied on my bed just now... not many names came into my mind....kinda  sad about that. Seriously... I want to say  thanks to those friends that came across my mind just now.  Thanks for being my friends that i wanted to call, because of you guys i won't feel so lonely, at least i still have you guys here to call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am having a 3 months holiday now but i don't feel excited, i felt 3 months holiday is rather too long, a bothersome to me. I thought of working part time, maybe working part time will be a good option to kill time and at the mean time i can earn some pocket money. Actually, i planned quite alot of things to do during this holiday when i was still in sydney. I wanted to attend classes for japanese language, wanted to practise my software skill, wanted to go shopping with friends, wanted to eat all the nice food, wanted to go see the sea, wanted to go yum char, wanted to wacth movies....... so many things i wanted to do. As for now, i am already in Malaysia i lost the urge to do all the things i wanted to do....yesterday when i went shopping i didn't buy much, i wasn't enjoying my shopping.  This is weird,i wanted to shop in msia for so long yet i wasn't enjoying yesterday.  Maybe it is just a relief that i have reached here so there is no need to rush things... i m feeling kinda lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This holiday i don't know how i will spend it, i won't have many friends  to go out with, it either they are busy working or they are not in malaysia, so i guess i will be lonely. Wish upon a star, just hope i will still able to find my fun in my way, enjoy this holiday to the maximum, and spend the holiday effectively~ Miss you my friends...@!!!&lt;br /&gt;(^_^)/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29820999-5164587872244926220?l=seekuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekuan.blogspot.com/feeds/5164587872244926220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29820999&amp;postID=5164587872244926220&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29820999/posts/default/5164587872244926220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29820999/posts/default/5164587872244926220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekuan.blogspot.com/2006/12/days-without-cellphone.html' title='Days without cellphone'/><author><name>See Kuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14473044912411340173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29820999.post-3319492793257642538</id><published>2006-12-03T22:24:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T22:41:40.283+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Going home</title><content type='html'>I am going back home tomorrow.. yet i m feeling uncertain now..... why am i feeling so........... well.... it is just there is so much uncertaintiesahead of me, how am i supposed to face them... and what should i do about them. Honestly, i am too lazy to do any changes, to put any efforts, how i wish i am a lucky bastard that everything will just becomes like what i wish.... ahaha/// what a dream...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; How do i describe the feeling i have now......i can't put them in words, in short, i am confused. I don't know exactly what i wan and what i expect or what i should do...&lt;br /&gt;A long vacation is what i dreamt for, and now it finally comes true...... with me here confusing myself.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss so many people but another second i feel they are not that important to me at all.. how weird..... i wan to do alot of things and i really wan to achieve them.. yet i think i am able to forgive myself if i didnt ..... ahaha...... see how ironic am i.... i am just pathentic...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway i m going home tomorrow, everthing will be great. and i will be fine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29820999-3319492793257642538?l=seekuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekuan.blogspot.com/feeds/3319492793257642538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29820999&amp;postID=3319492793257642538&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29820999/posts/default/3319492793257642538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29820999/posts/default/3319492793257642538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekuan.blogspot.com/2006/12/going-home.html' title='Going home'/><author><name>See Kuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14473044912411340173</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-29820999.post-3477307500544033716</id><published>2006-11-29T03:17:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T09:54:59.730+11:00</updated><title type='text'>I want to do nothing</title><content type='html'>I dedicate the opening of this post to my dear friend jessica. Sica~ Happy Birthday!!~ another year older but wiser and prettier you have become, remember I always love you and will always stay by your side . =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;I escaped from what i was doing, end up here typing some crap............ crap crap.....crap crap.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARggHh... i really don't feel like doing anything. I have been zero productivitive this week and i am well awared of it. That's why i decided to go down to city for a walk this afternoon to change the mood, hoping when i got back i will be inspired to do some work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically i was really walking and looking around only, i wasn't thinking anything. The things that i saw didn't process in my brain, so i can't type out anything interesting now. I shopped at market street mall,  went to kinokuniya, walked back to central station then on the way i shopped somemore.  Very tiring, but i was enjoying, the weather was fine, sunny and breezing. I was very mindless wandering in kinokuniya... i guess other people there probably wondered whyis this girl walked here and there so many times.  At the end of the day, i bought a little cute book from kino, got my pen's refill and a few tops, not a bad day at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i am at home...3 am in the morning...  i still not able to concentrate and focus to do my work...... aRGGhhh....then what's the point i went out???? aiyo.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really... i just want to do nothing... i didn't even watch manga, anime or drama, the whole day i  just staring at monitor, surfing, click here and there and  time slipped away from me..... ok, ok, fine.... go away.... go wherever you want!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGhhhh ok la.... back to work.... crap......... crappy craap.......really lazy.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2119/3640/1600/wall08.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2119/3640/320/wall08.0.jpg" alt="" 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/29820999-3477307500544033716?l=seekuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekuan.blogspot.com/feeds/3477307500544033716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29820999&amp;postID=3477307500544033716&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29820999/posts/default/3477307500544033716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29820999/posts/default/3477307500544033716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekuan.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-want-to-do-nothing.html' title='I want to do nothing'/><author><name>See Kuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14473044912411340173</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-29820999.post-2315423223238846612</id><published>2006-11-27T19:53:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T21:01:49.164+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Indecisive</title><content type='html'>I am definitely an indecisive person. Undeniable... for instances:&lt;br /&gt;01) I couldn't decide what language i should use to write my new post... have been thinking about  it since i posted last post. 02) I am now still thinking should i from now on start writing in english or chinese. 03)Though i am now writing in english.. i wonder will i keep it up..... +__+"'   Seriously.. I am this indecisive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Tanrongazoo with friends on Friday. The trip wasn't anything fascinating but i discovered a big thing ----&gt; my friend's birthday is the same date as mine!! What a coincidennce~ after we discovered that our birthday is the same day, she started to ask me some funny questions, to find out if we have some common personalities. After several Q&amp;amp;As, yes, we do share some personalities. It seems like we both are very indecisive, it is not that we do have opinions or we do not like to think. We claimed that we have strong opinions, even we ask people for opinions end up we only follow our own decision, YET.... we are indecisive... how can this happens??  I don't really understand as well =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course I wan to improve this part of me. Being indecisive really is not a charateristic that a succesful person should have, me whom wish i will succeed one day i have to change myself.&lt;br /&gt;So my friends, please remind me and guide me when you see me being indecisive again. i say thanks to you in advance  =]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29820999-2315423223238846612?l=seekuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekuan.blogspot.com/feeds/2315423223238846612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29820999&amp;postID=2315423223238846612&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29820999/posts/default/2315423223238846612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29820999/posts/default/2315423223238846612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekuan.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-am-definitely-indecisive-person.html' title='Indecisive'/><author><name>See Kuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14473044912411340173</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-29820999.post-8648557894245268058</id><published>2006-11-12T14:37:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T20:30:52.782+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Vacation</title><content type='html'>Though i am supposed to study but i was 'caught in' a very difficult situation! Oh kami-sama please forgive me.... i can't get away from all these distractions......Bad see kuan!! @_@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway~~I watched Long Vacation again!! ahahaa... this is the X th times i watched it... i haven't finished all 11 episods this time though.... i am definitely going to finish all episods, it is so annoying if i don't finish watching all, it won't get off of my mind and i will keep daydreaming about what will happen in the later episods then i cannot concetrate on my study...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a reason why i like Long Vacation so much.. maybe more than one reasons. However one of the reasons is i always get something from the drama when i watch it, without fail, everytimes, even i have watched so many times. The conversations between sena and minami are so sweet, so cool and educative. I really love what they said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For this time, i really love something minami said.&lt;br /&gt;"when a person like someone and have been liked by someone, the person become a very straight forward person. "&lt;br /&gt;why ? "Just a relief'' she said.&lt;br /&gt;I strongly agree with minami. Ya, just a relief, fall in love and you will become a very straight forwardperson, i have seen this in my friends. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long Vacation~So nice~ =]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29820999-8648557894245268058?l=seekuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekuan.blogspot.com/feeds/8648557894245268058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29820999&amp;postID=8648557894245268058&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29820999/posts/default/8648557894245268058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29820999/posts/default/8648557894245268058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekuan.blogspot.com/2006/11/long-vacation.html' title='Long Vacation'/><author><name>See Kuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14473044912411340173</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-29820999.post-116153322177083106</id><published>2006-10-23T02:02:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T21:20:13.403+11:00</updated><title type='text'>给我爱的人</title><content type='html'>请不要放弃我。&lt;br /&gt;我也在努力，&lt;br /&gt;我也许并没有奋不顾身&lt;br /&gt;那是我不好&lt;br /&gt;请给我时间&lt;br /&gt;我不想再后悔&lt;br /&gt;我也在努力，真的&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please have faith in me&lt;br /&gt;I also wan to trust myself&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29820999-116153322177083106?l=seekuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekuan.blogspot.com/feeds/116153322177083106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29820999&amp;postID=116153322177083106&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29820999/posts/default/116153322177083106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29820999/posts/default/116153322177083106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekuan.blogspot.com/2006/10/blog-post_23.html' title='给我爱的人'/><author><name>See Kuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14473044912411340173</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-29820999.post-116153279204944347</id><published>2006-10-23T01:48:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T21:21:44.734+11:00</updated><title type='text'>自我催眠</title><content type='html'>&lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;想变成小叮当&lt;br /&gt;如果我是小叮当&lt;br /&gt;发挥最神奇力量&lt;br /&gt;拿出随意门&lt;br /&gt;一步一开门，就到家&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;家里并没有人&lt;br /&gt;空荡荡的客厅&lt;br /&gt;我平时睡午觉的沙发&lt;br /&gt;这里没有人&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;房里很孤单&lt;br /&gt;拉上的窗帘&lt;br /&gt;外面太阳很橙色&lt;br /&gt;橙色床单更耀眼了&lt;br /&gt;躺在床上&lt;br /&gt;眼睛盯着天花板&lt;br /&gt;我转了几个身&lt;br /&gt;再一个转身&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;起身。。。&lt;br /&gt;走出房&lt;br /&gt;再看看四周&lt;br /&gt;还是空的。。。。。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;这里没有人&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;我来的不是时候吧&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;好吧，还是走吧。。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;踏一步，门一开&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;我回来了&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;谁来和我说 ‘欢迎回来’&lt;br /&gt;想着，我笑了&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29820999-116153279204944347?l=seekuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekuan.blogspot.com/feeds/116153279204944347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29820999&amp;postID=116153279204944347&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29820999/posts/default/116153279204944347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29820999/posts/default/116153279204944347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekuan.blogspot.com/2006/10/blog-post.html' title='自我催眠'/><author><name>See Kuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14473044912411340173</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-29820999.post-115054171021186574</id><published>2006-06-17T19:01:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T02:16:18.719+10:00</updated><title type='text'>第一春</title><content type='html'>二零零六年六月十七日，一个值得去记得的日子，我和他许下承诺的日子，我和他的新开始。。。 =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;希望我们一切都顺利，当然也希望得到外界的祝福，迟来的祝福也很欢迎。 =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在这么有意义的日子， 就让我来记录一些我和他一起走过的日子。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我们的开始在小五，那时我还懵懂，不懂事。。。 与好友一起认识了他，一起被他吸引，然后与好友相约分享他的事。与好友的分享没有维持很久，到了小六时只剩下我和他了，也许在那个年龄也知道有些东西是不能分享的。。。 那时真的懵懂，和他的接触不是很深。。 沟通的日子也屈指可数。。说过的话也很表面。。。细心一想那几乎是可以被忽略的我和他的日子。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;初中一，我们还是在一起的。。 但是我们之间并没什么起伏，没有特别的事值得在这里记录。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;初中二，我认识了另一位和我一起分享他的事的好朋友。。她是特别的， 不知道是因为一起分享他的事才使我和她感情好，还是和她感情很好所以才能一起分享他的事。。也许这两件事是相对的也是同时一起进行的。初中二一直到高中一，因为她，和他一直没有中断过。当然这期间有为了他的事和她争吵，也有和他私低下谈起她的事。。。就这样初中二 到高中一，我是不寂寞的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;高中二，和他，和她，感情起了变化。也许是时间长了，也许是考试的压力， 也许是身边的朋友从来没有交集，也许是步伐不同了。。 有太多的可能性，一直到现在没有弄懂，也没有去证实过，每次想起，我还是会糊涂。&lt;br /&gt;和她，不再谈起他，又剩下我和他。&lt;br /&gt;和他，也许是因为少了她， 话也少了。也许是因为少了她的调剂，  和他说的话渐渐的很灰，竟是一些后来自己回头看也会哭的话。。自己也害怕了，然后决定把一切停止，做个了断。。。&lt;br /&gt;到那时为止，和他也有六，七年了。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;过后的两三年，一直有想起他。。。 可是我没有勇气，一旦重拾他，那是一个不重不轻的承诺。我还怕之前灰灰的自己。 然后又过了几年。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;到今天，我很高兴和他有个新开始。这一次， 相处的方式不一样了，我想换个模式是好的； 也不想自己太拘禁了， 我想要个健康的关系。 =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;无论如何，祝我们顺顺利利，长长九九， 大家，请多多指教了！！！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^___^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29820999-115054171021186574?l=seekuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekuan.blogspot.com/feeds/115054171021186574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29820999&amp;postID=115054171021186574&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29820999/posts/default/115054171021186574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29820999/posts/default/115054171021186574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekuan.blogspot.com/2006/06/blog-post.html' title='第一春'/><author><name>See Kuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14473044912411340173</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>7</thr:total></entry></feed>
