<?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:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' 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-4464685353574360322</id><updated>2026-09-11T09:37:02.941+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Glimpses of Soul</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glimpsesofsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464685353574360322/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glimpsesofsoul.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464685353574360322/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false'/><author><name>Xuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04123098870039206543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwahEWryrawszMRgwNK693sMn7hIFbI42MTwL0xejRuXYw6LzN_6VqFik9g3jgjGltYm6Ed8aAL059OKJVa0KU70NNGcDTIpo9PbkCPk0UUkbbcnbdT13HJozIwCW2cg/s220/Snapshot+of+me+1.png'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>151</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4464685353574360322.post-36965885052294184</id><published>2013-06-11T16:42:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2013-06-11T16:42:08.110+02:00</updated><title type='text'>12 hours flight</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-indent: .5in;&quot;&gt;
12 hours in a plane sounds long,
and it would be longer if we take the flight alone.&amp;nbsp; But for me, I am kind of “used to it”, so
here am I in an A380, made in France plane, going back to Malaysia with MAS. My
flight has been delayed due to a “bombardment” of a suspicious luggage left
without surveillance at Charles de Gaule Airport, and we were blocked for 1
hour without any explication. With 1 hour gone, I doubled up my walking speed
in the airport to check in, to go through the passport control and boarding
control.&amp;nbsp; Luckily, I managed to get on
board.&lt;/div&gt;
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Sitting on my seat, I start to flip
the flight magazine and wonder what movies I am going to watch. But for the
first time, I feel sad to leave France and less excited to go back home. There
are things that I miss here; there is a life that I’ve built. Of course I miss
Malaysia and the people there as well, let’s make it clear. How am I going to
handle the situation after two years, where I will leave for good? Aww, I just
hate separation. Why these two countries couldn’t just combine themselves? &lt;/div&gt;
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While my mind is flying here and
there, the plane takes off successfully. The sky outside is blue enough and the
buildings and cars are getting smaller and smaller. I start my marathon of
movies with “Cars”, an animation movie that I thought I would never watch but
changed my mind by a friend. Not sure if the ending is that touching or it’s
because I am being emotional with all these separation stuffs and all, my tears
flow out like the pipe water. I wonder what the French girl who is beside me
thinks, but I couldn’t care more. &lt;/div&gt;
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Did I mention the lunch we had was
disappointing? I was expecting something Malaysian to choose but we only had
beef with potatoes or chicken with pasta. I mean, at least they can add in a
3rd option with something sambal or rendang. Anyway, the service is good
overall, shouldn’t have complaints on the hospitality of the crew. &lt;/div&gt;
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I continue my marathon with “Life
of Bugs” and “Populaire”. I choose to watch “Populaire” simply because I need
and want to hear something French. I must say that I am troublesome. While I am
in France, I watch and listen to English or Chinese or Malay because I think I
have enough French. But when I am out of France, I just scared to disconnect
and become unrelated with it. That explains the little joy in my heart when I
see French people, French word, hear a conversation in French or anything
French, while I am out of France, of course. &lt;/div&gt;
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Then, I begin to watch “The
Dangerous Liaisons”, an American movie based on the French book “Les Liaisons
Dangereux”. But I can’t finish it as we are about to land soon. So I turn it
off and concentrate on my breakfast, a deformed nasi lemak. I am disappointed
once more. The first local meal for tourists is the meal provided by airlines,
so shouldn’t MAS prepare something more likely to be Malaysian? I now have a
conclusion, AirAsia’s meals are better than MAS’s. But I still have a little
hope on my return flight 3 months later. &lt;/div&gt;
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During the flight, I didn’t get to
have enough sleep. It is 7am in Malaysia (1am in France), I think I am going to
have a good day sleep later at home. The pilot then speaks, ”Kepada pelancong-pelancong,
selamat datang ke Malaysia. Kepada anak-anak Malaysia, selamat kembali ke tanah
air. ” I’m home! And there is a sigh and a smile in my heart…&lt;/div&gt;
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I step out my foot from the plane
and a warm, humid breeze welcomes me. This is it, I’m home. &lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Wingdings; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-char-type: symbol; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings;&quot;&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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And it has been a long time i didn&#39;t bla about my exams n all,&amp;nbsp; but i did it alot in real life actually. but now i wanna talk bout it here now.&lt;br /&gt;
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I really hate making careless mistakes, cause they are the stupidiest mistakes for me, and i did a lot of them in my entire student life. Worse, when it will influence directly the results. Worse, when the prof looks only the results without checking your steps. Today, i did several =.= gek sim!!! more gek sim than normally cause i did crack my head to find out the method to answer the question but mistakes while doing calculations~just hope the prof wont be so heartless, will give marks for my steps as well la. &lt;br /&gt;
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haih, whatever la, many exams to go. jia you!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glimpsesofsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/8037344221948270953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/4464685353574360322/8037344221948270953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464685353574360322/posts/default/8037344221948270953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464685353574360322/posts/default/8037344221948270953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glimpsesofsoul.blogspot.com/2013/05/i-realise-that-i-like-to-bla-bla-bla.html' title=''/><author><name>Xuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04123098870039206543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwahEWryrawszMRgwNK693sMn7hIFbI42MTwL0xejRuXYw6LzN_6VqFik9g3jgjGltYm6Ed8aAL059OKJVa0KU70NNGcDTIpo9PbkCPk0UUkbbcnbdT13HJozIwCW2cg/s220/Snapshot+of+me+1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4464685353574360322.post-6041458614052925429</id><published>2013-05-20T09:02:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2013-05-20T09:02:23.904+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Keep thinking about it recently, when i wake up in the morning, while i&#39;am walking, while i am eating, while i&#39;m trying to study, when i am about to sleep... and i cant get rid of it. Gosh, i&#39;m haunted!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glimpsesofsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/6041458614052925429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/4464685353574360322/6041458614052925429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464685353574360322/posts/default/6041458614052925429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464685353574360322/posts/default/6041458614052925429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glimpsesofsoul.blogspot.com/2013/05/keep-thinking-about-it-recently-when-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Xuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04123098870039206543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwahEWryrawszMRgwNK693sMn7hIFbI42MTwL0xejRuXYw6LzN_6VqFik9g3jgjGltYm6Ed8aAL059OKJVa0KU70NNGcDTIpo9PbkCPk0UUkbbcnbdT13HJozIwCW2cg/s220/Snapshot+of+me+1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4464685353574360322.post-475917647663871886</id><published>2013-04-21T22:16:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2013-04-21T22:16:45.058+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p dir=ltr&gt;So many problems : exams, internship, next year internship, move house, sell furniture, find house, mum n dad&#39;s europe trip etc. Hope everything will turn out smoothly la.&lt;/p&gt;
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Otherwise, it feels horrible. Especially when you care about that person.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: blue; font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&quot;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; line-height: 15px;&quot;&gt;Where there is desire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i style=&quot;line-height: 15px;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: blue; font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;There is gonna be a flame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i style=&quot;line-height: 15px;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: blue; font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;line line-s&quot; id=&quot;line_7&quot; style=&quot;border: 0px; display: block; line-height: 15px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px 5px; vertical-align: baseline;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: blue; font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Where there is a flame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;line line-s&quot; id=&quot;line_7&quot; style=&quot;border: 0px; display: block; line-height: 15px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px 5px; vertical-align: baseline;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: blue; font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;line line-s&quot; id=&quot;line_8&quot; style=&quot;border: 0px; display: block; line-height: 15px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px 5px; vertical-align: baseline;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: blue; font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Someone&#39;s bound to get burned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;line line-s&quot; id=&quot;line_8&quot; style=&quot;border: 0px; display: block; line-height: 15px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px 5px; vertical-align: baseline;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: blue; font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;line line-s&quot; id=&quot;line_9&quot; style=&quot;border: 0px; display: block; line-height: 15px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px 5px; vertical-align: baseline;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: blue; font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;But just because it burns&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;line line-s&quot; id=&quot;line_9&quot; style=&quot;border: 0px; display: block; line-height: 15px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px 5px; vertical-align: baseline;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: blue; font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;line line-s&quot; id=&quot;line_10&quot; style=&quot;border: 0px; display: block; line-height: 15px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px 5px; vertical-align: baseline;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: blue; font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Doesn&#39;t mean you&#39;re gonna die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;line line-s&quot; id=&quot;line_10&quot; style=&quot;border: 0px; display: block; line-height: 15px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px 5px; vertical-align: baseline;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: blue; font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;line line-s hover&quot; id=&quot;line_11&quot; style=&quot;background-attachment: scroll; background-image: none; background-position: 0px 0px; background-repeat: repeat repeat; border: 0px; display: block; line-height: 15px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px 5px; vertical-align: baseline;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: blue; font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;You gotta get up and try&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I am shocked by my dream last night. I need time. This cycle keeps repeating, and this is so not good for my health.(I am getting old every year~~) If and only if you knew what is in my mind~</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glimpsesofsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/4524005530620201552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/4464685353574360322/4524005530620201552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464685353574360322/posts/default/4524005530620201552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464685353574360322/posts/default/4524005530620201552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glimpsesofsoul.blogspot.com/2013/03/where-there-is-desire-there-is-gonna-be.html' title=''/><author><name>Xuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04123098870039206543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwahEWryrawszMRgwNK693sMn7hIFbI42MTwL0xejRuXYw6LzN_6VqFik9g3jgjGltYm6Ed8aAL059OKJVa0KU70NNGcDTIpo9PbkCPk0UUkbbcnbdT13HJozIwCW2cg/s220/Snapshot+of+me+1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://img.youtube.com/vi/yTCDVfMz15M/default.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4464685353574360322.post-944556054506630471</id><published>2012-11-13T20:15:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2012-11-13T20:15:31.678+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>我的好朋友兼老朋友们，我真的真的很想念你们！想念当时天真地我们，比起现在更无忧无虑的我们。你们好吗？一定要过得好好的！&lt;br /&gt;
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就算不常联络，也要想我，因为不喜欢单相思。。lol</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glimpsesofsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/944556054506630471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/4464685353574360322/944556054506630471' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464685353574360322/posts/default/944556054506630471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464685353574360322/posts/default/944556054506630471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glimpsesofsoul.blogspot.com/2012/11/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Xuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04123098870039206543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwahEWryrawszMRgwNK693sMn7hIFbI42MTwL0xejRuXYw6LzN_6VqFik9g3jgjGltYm6Ed8aAL059OKJVa0KU70NNGcDTIpo9PbkCPk0UUkbbcnbdT13HJozIwCW2cg/s220/Snapshot+of+me+1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://img.youtube.com/vi/6lbPgfKK7m4/default.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4464685353574360322.post-2608756363768231620</id><published>2012-10-25T06:40:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2012-10-25T06:40:39.850+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;#26152;&amp;#26202;&amp;#26379;&amp;#21451;&amp;#38382;&amp;#25105;, &amp;#32473;&amp;#19977;&amp;#20010; &amp;#19981;&amp;#33021;&amp;#27515;&amp;#30340;&amp;#26085;&amp;#29702;&amp;#30001;. &amp;#25105;&amp;#35828;, &amp;#29233;&amp;#25105;&amp;#30340;&amp;#20154;&amp;#36824;&amp;#27963;&amp;#30528;, &amp;#36824;&amp;#26377;&amp;#30041;&amp;#24651;&amp;#30340;&amp;#20154;&amp;#20107;&amp;#29289;, &amp;#21644;&amp;#36824;&amp;#26377;&amp;#20107;&amp;#24773;&amp;#36824;&amp;#27809;&amp;#20570;&amp;#23436;. &amp;#25105;&amp;#26379;&amp;#21451;&amp;#23601;&amp;#35828;, &amp;#24597;&amp;#27515;, &amp;#19968;&amp;#20010;&amp;#23601;&amp;#36275;&amp;#22815;&amp;#20102;. Lol~! &amp;#20854;&amp;#23454;&amp;#20063;&amp;#26377;&amp;#36947;&amp;#29702;...&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#31361;&amp;#28982;&amp;#24819;&amp;#21040;&amp;#23567; s&amp;#35828;&amp;#36807;&amp;#30340;&amp;#19968;&amp;#21477;&amp;#35805;: &amp;#21482;&amp;#35201;&amp;#36824;&amp;#26377;&amp;#33258;&amp;#24049;&amp;#21916;&amp;#27426;&amp;#30340;&amp;#20154;&amp;#22312;&amp;#19990;&amp;#19978;, &amp;#25105;&amp;#20204;&amp;#37117;&amp;#19981;&amp;#33258;&amp;#30001;&amp;#12290;&lt;/p&gt;
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Another thing that worries me is that after two years, she&#39;ll leave Lille. Then I&#39;ll have to move again, coz i have to stay here for another 6 months at least (or maybe not, it all depends, hate all these unknowns..). Move to a house for 6 months then I might move again..omg~~at the 1st place, who will lend me their house for 6 months? Where should I stay then?? Aiyo~~Moving is seriously troublesome!! And it&#39;s costly! Do you understand?&lt;br /&gt;
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Sometimes I tell myself, enjoy ur these 2 years then only think about it la. But sometimes i just couldn&#39;t help myself like now...haih~</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glimpsesofsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/9206743734308256724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/4464685353574360322/9206743734308256724' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464685353574360322/posts/default/9206743734308256724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464685353574360322/posts/default/9206743734308256724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glimpsesofsoul.blogspot.com/2012/09/soon-ill-be-moving-in-with-friend.html' title=''/><author><name>Xuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04123098870039206543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwahEWryrawszMRgwNK693sMn7hIFbI42MTwL0xejRuXYw6LzN_6VqFik9g3jgjGltYm6Ed8aAL059OKJVa0KU70NNGcDTIpo9PbkCPk0UUkbbcnbdT13HJozIwCW2cg/s220/Snapshot+of+me+1.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4464685353574360322.post-69088873563121530</id><published>2012-09-09T15:42:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2012-09-09T15:47:43.465+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe allowfullscreen=&quot;allowfullscreen&quot; frameborder=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;315&quot; src=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/embed/uHSaC3t0N0Q&quot; width=&quot;560&quot;&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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希望你也会像小孩般，雀跃的和我分享生活中的点点滴滴。&lt;br /&gt;
希望你会愿意在我面前露出你脆弱的一面，掉泪，不武装自己。</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glimpsesofsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/69088873563121530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/4464685353574360322/69088873563121530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464685353574360322/posts/default/69088873563121530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464685353574360322/posts/default/69088873563121530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glimpsesofsoul.blogspot.com/2012/09/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Xuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04123098870039206543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwahEWryrawszMRgwNK693sMn7hIFbI42MTwL0xejRuXYw6LzN_6VqFik9g3jgjGltYm6Ed8aAL059OKJVa0KU70NNGcDTIpo9PbkCPk0UUkbbcnbdT13HJozIwCW2cg/s220/Snapshot+of+me+1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://img.youtube.com/vi/uHSaC3t0N0Q/default.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4464685353574360322.post-5473188590040560403</id><published>2012-08-31T17:50:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2012-08-31T17:50:03.314+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sometimes. I feel like want to have a shoutout, but after jotting down all my feelings, I erase them...I&#39;m thinking, &quot;I wrote a post, so what??&quot;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glimpsesofsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/5473188590040560403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/4464685353574360322/5473188590040560403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464685353574360322/posts/default/5473188590040560403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464685353574360322/posts/default/5473188590040560403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glimpsesofsoul.blogspot.com/2012/08/sometimes.html' title=''/><author><name>Xuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04123098870039206543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwahEWryrawszMRgwNK693sMn7hIFbI42MTwL0xejRuXYw6LzN_6VqFik9g3jgjGltYm6Ed8aAL059OKJVa0KU70NNGcDTIpo9PbkCPk0UUkbbcnbdT13HJozIwCW2cg/s220/Snapshot+of+me+1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4464685353574360322.post-2733185003309442048</id><published>2012-08-23T18:15:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2012-08-23T18:39:54.044+02:00</updated><title type='text'>一堆东西</title><content type='html'>突然间对中国的近代历史感兴趣，问一问自己，从辛亥革命以后所发生的事，自己是全然不知的，但各个朝代所发生的事，我也是东知西知一点而已，都不知道有没有5000年历史中的1%。。。唉，又觉得自己是井底之蛙了！&lt;br /&gt;
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但最近我真的很好奇中国这个国家，想要了解它的文化，社会风气，人民思想，人民性质，政治 bla bla bla...也非常好奇他是怎么从一个穷的国家变成今天如此富有？？明明我7，8岁的时候，他还是穷的呢！（是吧，是吗？）猛然发现，我从小知道夏商周---清，今天关心今天的中国，（知道的还比我朋友少多了）中间跳了一大段完全不知道！&lt;br /&gt;
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听到好多属于那个时代的名词（从1920多开始一直到今天吧）如：孙中山，蒋介石，国民党，共产党，宋家三姐妹，毛泽东，邓小平，知青，红卫军，中国解放，四人帮，香港回归，刘欢，唐山大地震，汶州大地震，中越战争，钓鱼岛 bla bla bla 说真的，要我用5句话说说关于以上人事物的东西，我真说不出来。。&lt;br /&gt;
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但我最好奇的是中国变今天如此富有的那个过程。我不算看着他变富有的，我是有“意识”以来，他就是富有的，这东西真难让人明白理解接受！真希望有人能给我讲讲故事，省得我一个个上网查。&lt;br /&gt;
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还有，我也想问一问我的中国朋友们，真想知道这些东西对他们来说意味着什么，听听他们的想法，意见，其实比网上看到的更宝贵。不知道有没有机会问，这种东西还是面对面讨论才有意思，但是见面时就没空管这些想这些了吧! (主要是现在暑假在家无聊才假惺惺想要“增广见闻的”~~)&lt;br /&gt;
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我认识的和我同辈的日子应该过的不错，但他们家以前呢？是从什么时候开始家境渐渐好起来的？以前家里做什么的？虽然我只是想以此了解多点当时中国的社会背景（当然我知道这些都是个案，不能一次盖扩拥有14亿人口的国家），但毕竟是人家家里事，其实直接这样问还是不太好。。不知道他们是怎么想的， hmm~就希望以后有机会咯！&lt;br /&gt;
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我对我自己家也感兴趣！其实非常庆幸家里还有一个阿公，可以问问我自己的家史。阿公说，是我的高祖父，也就是我爷爷的爷爷带着他的一些孩子，包括我的曾祖父南下的。祖籍是福建省泉州市永春县（是这样说的吗？突然想到永春面，咏春拳，叶问李小龙！！没吃过，也不会使拳）。为了谋生，曾经开了家咖啡厅，还有其他什么的，天啊，怎么说忘就忘，明天再问。后来日本军来了导致“家道中落”， 当时爷爷是年轻人，就一切重新来过，之后和从未见过的婆婆结婚组织了一个大家庭，含辛茹苦地把家中9个孩子养大。我最佩服的是带着妻儿离乡飘洋过海的高祖父，下这个决定真不容易啊！而且也没让儿子们太苦了。。hmm, 真想知道多点，明天再问再问^^&lt;br /&gt;
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历史真的很重要，虽然它很多时候表达方式是枯燥的。。。想要了解为什么我们有今天，就要看昨天，前天，大前天，bla bla bla~没有曾经，就没有如今。真的是这样的！所以我真的非常想要知道这些历史，尤其是中国的，马来西亚的也有点（自己的国家嘛），再来就是欧洲，美国的了。但是，就是自己太懒惰了。。谁能给我讲讲故事啊？？</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glimpsesofsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/2733185003309442048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/4464685353574360322/2733185003309442048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464685353574360322/posts/default/2733185003309442048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464685353574360322/posts/default/2733185003309442048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glimpsesofsoul.blogspot.com/2012/08/blog-post_23.html' title='一堆东西'/><author><name>Xuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04123098870039206543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwahEWryrawszMRgwNK693sMn7hIFbI42MTwL0xejRuXYw6LzN_6VqFik9g3jgjGltYm6Ed8aAL059OKJVa0KU70NNGcDTIpo9PbkCPk0UUkbbcnbdT13HJozIwCW2cg/s220/Snapshot+of+me+1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4464685353574360322.post-4196861571068319353</id><published>2012-08-10T11:13:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2012-08-10T11:13:45.918+02:00</updated><title type='text'>感情的寄托</title><content type='html'>每个人的感情都需要一个寄托，才有继续活下去的能量，活下去的理由。这个寄托可以是一样东西，一个人，宗教信仰，也可以是一个回忆，在我们感到寂寞无助的时候浮现在我们的脑海中，让我们有勇气面对所有的困难。我说得好像略显夸张了，但是其实事实就是如此。。想想，什么东西或是谁能让你有所期待，能给你力量，而你想要找它时，它永远都在你心中，让你觉得踏实，安全，温暖。。。&lt;br /&gt;
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如果这个寄托是个人，而慢慢的成为依赖，你就要小心了。除非这个人能一直陪你到最后，不然它离去的那一天，就会在你心中狠狠地把出一块肉，试想想，那会有多疼啊！但是，因为害怕失去而失去更多的快乐，不值得！当然，这是最坏的打算，我们还是要有乐观的态度。^^ 如果这是个东西，那就容易多了，至少你只要小心保管，就保证它不会离开你。如果是一个宗教信仰，也是好的（只要不是邪教就好了），但是我觉得，我们不应该完完全全相信一个宗教里的每件事，完完全全的遵从它的指示，而是选择性的，毕竟时代不一样了，不是每个道理都还能行得通的。 如果是个回忆，那这个回忆就了不得了！但还是要小心，不要沉迷于过去就行了。&lt;br /&gt;
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没有一个寄托如同行尸走肉，心灵是空虚的。有人关心自己是幸福的，但是有人能让自己关心更幸福！当你想要对某人好却猛然发现没人需要你，没人在等你，那时有多么的可悲啊~~或是你心中没有目标，没有奋斗的推动力，没有东西能让你放多点心思，那么说活着，不如说是在等死。&lt;br /&gt;
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Compared to 4 years ago, this time, it was indeed a nice game! Lee Chong Wei, you didn&#39;t let us down, even though you&#39;ve lost, but I&#39;m still proud of you. You&#39;ve fought well till the last second. Lin Dan, although I didn&#39;t want to admit that, but without you, LCW could have won a lot of medals, including these 2&amp;nbsp;Olympics&amp;nbsp;gold medals, which are now both belong to you, and congratulations! You&#39;ve made another world record, 2 gold medals for badminton men single in Olympics. You&#39;re a great player!&lt;/div&gt;
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There&#39;s a nice phrase, 既生伟，何生丹？非要造出同一时代的两位英雄，一对宿敌！&lt;/div&gt;
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Today, there were 2 badminton matches for Malaysian players: bronze medal match for men double and gold medal match for men single. Sadly, and&amp;nbsp;disappointingly, Malaysia lost in both games. When will be the next time for &amp;nbsp;Malaysia to enter into the finals? Who can replace Lee Chong Wei and our doubles: Tan Boon Hong and Koo Ken Keat? There&#39;s a long way for Malaysia to wait...When will Malaysia get it&#39;s 1st Olympics gold medal?&lt;/div&gt;
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Imagine what if LCW got the gold medal? He wouldn&#39;t have cried, us, the malaysians wouldn&#39;t be emo like now~~&lt;/div&gt;
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Still, nice game! &amp;nbsp;Sad, but proud. 21-15; 10-21; 19-21, fought for almost 1 hour and half, you fought well, we know you&#39;ve gave your best :) Thank you! 高手过招，比的不再是技术这么简单，而是心理战，是运气了。比赛就是这么残忍，输了，但没人会执意你的实力，你很厉害啊！^^&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glimpsesofsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/3515404777683860058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/4464685353574360322/3515404777683860058' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464685353574360322/posts/default/3515404777683860058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464685353574360322/posts/default/3515404777683860058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glimpsesofsoul.blogspot.com/2012/08/lee-chong-wei-vs-lin-dan.html' title='Lee Chong Wei VS Lin Dan'/><author><name>Xuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04123098870039206543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwahEWryrawszMRgwNK693sMn7hIFbI42MTwL0xejRuXYw6LzN_6VqFik9g3jgjGltYm6Ed8aAL059OKJVa0KU70NNGcDTIpo9PbkCPk0UUkbbcnbdT13HJozIwCW2cg/s220/Snapshot+of+me+1.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4464685353574360322.post-2532921187165547136</id><published>2012-07-22T15:48:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2012-07-24T08:03:54.375+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>刚刚在人人上看到一个关于“如何幸福”的帖子，其中一个是&quot; 至少有5个深夜能打扰的电话。&quot; 我就算了算，1，2，3，4。。好像就这四个了，虽然不曾试过，但是如果我真急起来，这四位应是我最好意思打扰的，他们也不会生我的气的人了。有4个，应该不错了。:DDD&lt;br /&gt;
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曾经也看过一句话“不要以为我们距离远了，就认为我们不能再像从前如此友好了，因为我就是如此猖狂。”这句话听起来好像霸道，但其实更为温暖。如果真的有这样的朋友，其实我会非常开心的，也会觉得温暖。此外，对于自己想珍惜的朋友，我也会让自己猖狂起来的。但说真的，我不是个信心满满的人，试了几次没回应，就不知道自己会不会还有勇气主动了，或会觉得自己打扰人了，或会觉得别人其实不珍惜了这段友情了，渐渐的，自己也放弃了。。&lt;br /&gt;
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因为曾经就此失去一位好友，所以就跟自己说，我不要再与自己想珍惜的人断了联系。友谊是一辈子的事，我希望让它发生在我和我的朋友身上。:)&lt;br /&gt;
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在人人看到了一篇日志，觉得和我这个post的内容有关联，就在这里和大家分享一下：&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong style=&quot;display: block; font-size: 1.2em; font-style: inherit; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-right: 6em; overflow: hidden; word-break: break-all;&quot;&gt;不管友情，还是爱情，别人的主动，请认真对待、别以为自己是多么的高贵&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;blog-legend&quot; style=&quot;color: #888888; font-weight: normal;&quot;&gt;来源：&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class=&quot;blog-detail&quot; style=&quot;color: #888888; font-weight: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;name&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://blog.renren.com/GetEntry.do?id=717751778&amp;amp;owner=317973754&quot; style=&quot;color: #336699; text-decoration: none;&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;❀ 张月的日志&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;如果有一个女生或男生，放下自己的身段，主动联系你。给你打电话，给你发短信。 ­&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: maroon;&quot;&gt;　　一次，两次，三次 ­&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: maroon;&quot;&gt;　　如果有一个女生或男生，放下所谓的尊严，有事没事都联系你。 总想知道你在干什么，­&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: maroon;&quot;&gt;　　一天，两天，三天 ­&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: maroon;&quot;&gt;　　或者好久，你觉得她他很廉价， ­&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: maroon;&quot;&gt;　　或许，你根本不在乎。 ­&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: maroon;&quot;&gt;　　甚至，你以为一切都是理所当然的。你以为自己是高傲的，别人联系你是应该的，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: maroon;&quot;&gt;　 &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: maroon; line-height: 1.4;&quot;&gt;你错了，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: maroon; line-height: 1.4;&quot;&gt;只是，她他，毕竟只是一个人，一个很平凡的女孩男孩， ­&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: maroon;&quot;&gt;　　她他也需要有人疼，有人照顾。 ­&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: maroon;&quot;&gt;　　终有一天，她他会累了，倦了， ­&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: maroon;&quot;&gt;　　她他会哭着下定决心，再也不主动了。。甚至忍着痛，不在联系。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: maroon;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;因为他＼她给你的短信你从没回过，打电话只是敷衍，总是说忙，不念了。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: maroon;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;你没想过挂断电话对方的感受。 ­&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: maroon;&quot;&gt;　　因为，每一次的主动换来的只是更深的伤害。 ­&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: maroon;&quot;&gt;　　她他，宁愿没有这样一个借口让自己痛苦。 ­&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: maroon;&quot;&gt;　　她他会离开，再也不打扰你的生活， ­&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: maroon;&quot;&gt;　　她他会离开，悄无声息，从此你的生活不会再被打扰。也许这就是你的幸福，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: maroon;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;而你却因为不在乎而错过了。。有机会给追你的人一声问候，他＼她会高兴好久。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: maroon;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;你的冷漠，每个人都会累的。。因为我们是人，一样的人。累了，就一个人过吧！！ ­&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: maroon;&quot;&gt;此日志字数不多，但说的都是重点。。人们都别在傻了。谁有谁的生活，没有谁离不开谁。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: maroon;&quot;&gt;人家不在乎你的。。希望都想开些。还是那句话，他＼她不是不爱了，是爱的太多，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: maroon;&quot;&gt;得到的却是伤害和更多的冷漠。。只好把这份爱埋在心底。。。永远。。永远。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: maroon;&quot;&gt;　　　　不管友情，还是介于爱情，别人的主动，请认真对待、别以为自己是多么的高贵&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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我本人是非常认同的，因为怕受伤而不再主动的心理，我非常理解，但是这篇日志的结论&lt;br /&gt;
要我们把这份爱，这份关心放在心底，永远永远，说真的，有点难，因为心中难免会有点不甘心，&lt;br /&gt;
不明白，而且还是会傻傻的有着点点希望，希望不会再是自己的独角戏。&lt;br /&gt;
看这篇日志时，让我想到了两个朋友。。&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; line-height: 1.4;&quot;&gt;朋友啊，我还在等你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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听一听这首歌吧！p/s:注意歌词&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;iframe allowfullscreen=&quot;&quot; frameborder=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;315&quot; src=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/embed/H0X07syU1EY&quot; width=&quot;420&quot;&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glimpsesofsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/3810240533793300439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/4464685353574360322/3810240533793300439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464685353574360322/posts/default/3810240533793300439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464685353574360322/posts/default/3810240533793300439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glimpsesofsoul.blogspot.com/2012/07/ps.html' title=''/><author><name>Xuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04123098870039206543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwahEWryrawszMRgwNK693sMn7hIFbI42MTwL0xejRuXYw6LzN_6VqFik9g3jgjGltYm6Ed8aAL059OKJVa0KU70NNGcDTIpo9PbkCPk0UUkbbcnbdT13HJozIwCW2cg/s220/Snapshot+of+me+1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://img.youtube.com/vi/H0X07syU1EY/default.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4464685353574360322.post-5797553559300416763</id><published>2012-06-20T20:27:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2012-06-20T20:27:14.408+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Keep telling myself, relax~try to unleash yourself from the &quot;planned-life&quot; and try to have some adventures with your friend, go for an unforeseen trip..but i can&#39;t, cant even sleep...feel unsecured without knowing how and what..just couldn&#39;t help it.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glimpsesofsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/5797553559300416763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/4464685353574360322/5797553559300416763' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464685353574360322/posts/default/5797553559300416763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464685353574360322/posts/default/5797553559300416763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glimpsesofsoul.blogspot.com/2012/06/keep-telling-myself-relaxtry-to-unleash.html' title=''/><author><name>Xuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04123098870039206543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwahEWryrawszMRgwNK693sMn7hIFbI42MTwL0xejRuXYw6LzN_6VqFik9g3jgjGltYm6Ed8aAL059OKJVa0KU70NNGcDTIpo9PbkCPk0UUkbbcnbdT13HJozIwCW2cg/s220/Snapshot+of+me+1.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4464685353574360322.post-966244708249256809</id><published>2012-06-12T16:04:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2012-06-12T16:04:23.977+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>世上有很多的如果，比如说，如果我们不是生活在这样的空间，或许事情就不会一样了。但这一切也只是个如果，要走的还是要走。。</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glimpsesofsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/966244708249256809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/4464685353574360322/966244708249256809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464685353574360322/posts/default/966244708249256809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464685353574360322/posts/default/966244708249256809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glimpsesofsoul.blogspot.com/2012/06/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Xuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04123098870039206543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwahEWryrawszMRgwNK693sMn7hIFbI42MTwL0xejRuXYw6LzN_6VqFik9g3jgjGltYm6Ed8aAL059OKJVa0KU70NNGcDTIpo9PbkCPk0UUkbbcnbdT13HJozIwCW2cg/s220/Snapshot+of+me+1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4464685353574360322.post-2856227184726888074</id><published>2012-06-05T23:05:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2012-06-05T23:05:45.634+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hope everything&#39;s gonna be ok! Jia you jia you!!!!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glimpsesofsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/2856227184726888074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/4464685353574360322/2856227184726888074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464685353574360322/posts/default/2856227184726888074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464685353574360322/posts/default/2856227184726888074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glimpsesofsoul.blogspot.com/2012/06/hope-everythings-gonna-be-ok-jia-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Xuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04123098870039206543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwahEWryrawszMRgwNK693sMn7hIFbI42MTwL0xejRuXYw6LzN_6VqFik9g3jgjGltYm6Ed8aAL059OKJVa0KU70NNGcDTIpo9PbkCPk0UUkbbcnbdT13HJozIwCW2cg/s220/Snapshot+of+me+1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4464685353574360322.post-5602176225653320573</id><published>2012-05-29T12:26:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2012-05-29T12:26:25.734+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>自己一向来都有一个毛病，就是不会把自己的想法好好地说出来，不会好好地解释，就容易莫名其妙的被误会，但有时候还不解释！主要是因为不确定别人是否会在乎我的解释，不确定自己对别人来说是否有一定的重要性，也因为我心中希望 “你懂我的。虽然你口中是这么说，但你心中是懂我的。” 但说实话，这种事情发生的可能性，少之又少。。 还是找机会替自己解释吧。。</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glimpsesofsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/5602176225653320573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/4464685353574360322/5602176225653320573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464685353574360322/posts/default/5602176225653320573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464685353574360322/posts/default/5602176225653320573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glimpsesofsoul.blogspot.com/2012/05/blog-post_29.html' title=''/><author><name>Xuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04123098870039206543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwahEWryrawszMRgwNK693sMn7hIFbI42MTwL0xejRuXYw6LzN_6VqFik9g3jgjGltYm6Ed8aAL059OKJVa0KU70NNGcDTIpo9PbkCPk0UUkbbcnbdT13HJozIwCW2cg/s220/Snapshot+of+me+1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4464685353574360322.post-852900969193484477</id><published>2012-05-20T16:46:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2012-05-20T16:50:31.065+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>有时候做一些决定，虽然是会伤害人，但是如果不做，会让人家伤得更深，惨的是，只有自己知道。。&lt;br /&gt;
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没想到会和王力宏有共鸣，呵呵！</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glimpsesofsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/852900969193484477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/4464685353574360322/852900969193484477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464685353574360322/posts/default/852900969193484477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464685353574360322/posts/default/852900969193484477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glimpsesofsoul.blogspot.com/2012/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Xuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04123098870039206543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwahEWryrawszMRgwNK693sMn7hIFbI42MTwL0xejRuXYw6LzN_6VqFik9g3jgjGltYm6Ed8aAL059OKJVa0KU70NNGcDTIpo9PbkCPk0UUkbbcnbdT13HJozIwCW2cg/s220/Snapshot+of+me+1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://img.youtube.com/vi/-t-Afuj_du0/default.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4464685353574360322.post-8933990598829331965</id><published>2012-05-09T19:29:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2012-05-09T19:29:04.746+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Recently, I overindulge myself, keep letting myself to sink into&amp;nbsp;unnecessary&amp;nbsp;thoughts and inexplicable sentiments while I&#39;ve lots of other much more important stuffs to do, like my exams. I couldn&#39;t concentrate on my studies and my mind keeps flying everywhere but into my notes. Today, I passed an exam, and it was not satisfying. Next week, I have another one to go, yet, I haven&#39;t start revising, and in the class, I didn&#39;t understand much, and remembered even lesser. Today, I had my lesson, yet, the heart-break-feeling after a badly done exam is no more with me. Is it because I care less about my studies or I&#39;m used to it or I&#39;ve learnt to let go?&amp;nbsp;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;After a very short break later, I&#39;ll have my exam week. A part of me wishes that everything will come faster so end sooner, but another part of me wishes otherwise. I am not yet ready for the exams! Besides, when the exams end, it means that I&#39;ll be leaving this city, my fellow classmates and my dear friends. I feel sad even when I&#39;m just thinking about that, haih, still haven&#39;t master the skill despite of numerous experiences. But, it&#39;s ok, time heals, and memories keep me warm and make me smile. :)&lt;/div&gt;
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Alright, I should go back on my studies. I need no more lessons!&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glimpsesofsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/8933990598829331965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/4464685353574360322/8933990598829331965' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464685353574360322/posts/default/8933990598829331965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464685353574360322/posts/default/8933990598829331965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glimpsesofsoul.blogspot.com/2012/05/recently-i-overindulge-myself-keep.html' title=''/><author><name>Xuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04123098870039206543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwahEWryrawszMRgwNK693sMn7hIFbI42MTwL0xejRuXYw6LzN_6VqFik9g3jgjGltYm6Ed8aAL059OKJVa0KU70NNGcDTIpo9PbkCPk0UUkbbcnbdT13HJozIwCW2cg/s220/Snapshot+of+me+1.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4464685353574360322.post-4259040975383913002</id><published>2012-04-25T16:51:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2012-04-25T16:53:40.173+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;FR&quot;&gt;De prétendre
généreuse est trop difficile et trop attristant, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;hps&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;FR&quot; style=&quot;background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial;&quot;&gt;seulement&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;apple-converted-space&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;FR&quot; style=&quot;background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;hps&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;FR&quot; style=&quot;background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial;&quot;&gt;à me reprocher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;apple-converted-space&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;FR&quot; style=&quot;background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;hps&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;FR&quot; style=&quot;background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial;&quot;&gt;que je&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;apple-converted-space&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;FR&quot; style=&quot;background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;hps&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;FR&quot; style=&quot;background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial;&quot;&gt;n’ose pas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;apple-converted-space&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;FR&quot; style=&quot;background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;hps&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;FR&quot; style=&quot;background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial;&quot;&gt;trop de&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;apple-converted-space&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;FR&quot; style=&quot;background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;hps&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;FR&quot; style=&quot;background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial;&quot;&gt;poursuivre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;apple-converted-space&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;FR&quot; style=&quot;background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;hps&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;FR&quot; style=&quot;background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial;&quot;&gt;ce bonheur à court&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;FR&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glimpsesofsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/4259040975383913002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/4464685353574360322/4259040975383913002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464685353574360322/posts/default/4259040975383913002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464685353574360322/posts/default/4259040975383913002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glimpsesofsoul.blogspot.com/2012/04/pretendregenereuse-est-trop-difficile.html' title=''/><author><name>Xuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04123098870039206543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwahEWryrawszMRgwNK693sMn7hIFbI42MTwL0xejRuXYw6LzN_6VqFik9g3jgjGltYm6Ed8aAL059OKJVa0KU70NNGcDTIpo9PbkCPk0UUkbbcnbdT13HJozIwCW2cg/s220/Snapshot+of+me+1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>