<?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:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28823875</id><updated>2011-08-24T19:55:17.644+08:00</updated><title type='text'>our time has come - you dun need darkness to do what you think is right</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourtimehascome.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28823875/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourtimehascome.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28823875/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>cha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04237598892979209760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>73</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28823875.post-8721713178127905582</id><published>2009-09-27T23:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T12:11:29.639+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stunning works by Kseniya Simonova</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sk3wZtzE4lM/SsA07NL42JI/AAAAAAAAAY0/7-9eFQJyfcQ/s1600-h/1245140482_2692_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sk3wZtzE4lM/SsA07NL42JI/AAAAAAAAAY0/7-9eFQJyfcQ/s400/1245140482_2692_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386363346091563154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's an old news about this stunning performances. kseniya simonova, a sand artist, who had won the ukraine's go talent, moved all the audiences to tears when she performed sand animation portrayed ppl's life of the WWII in ukraine. this is absolutely sad, beautiful and breathtaking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/518XP8prwZo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/518XP8prwZo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8uYne5ezkfw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8uYne5ezkfw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kseniya Simonova - Sand Animation (Ukraine's Got Talent, Final) PART1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/heMgid4rkzU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/heMgid4rkzU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kseniya Simonova - Sand Animation (Ukraine's Got Talent, Final) PART2&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28823875-8721713178127905582?l=ourtimehascome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourtimehascome.blogspot.com/feeds/8721713178127905582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28823875&amp;postID=8721713178127905582&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28823875/posts/default/8721713178127905582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28823875/posts/default/8721713178127905582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourtimehascome.blogspot.com/2009/09/stunning-works-by-kseniya-simonova.html' title='Stunning works by Kseniya Simonova'/><author><name>cha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04237598892979209760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sk3wZtzE4lM/SsA07NL42JI/AAAAAAAAAY0/7-9eFQJyfcQ/s72-c/1245140482_2692_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28823875.post-8271440929423267756</id><published>2007-10-05T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-05T21:56:49.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>彼女と彼女の猫</title><content type='html'>Kanojo to kanojo no neko [1999]&lt;br /&gt;Director/Writer: Makoto Shinkai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0373960/"&gt;imdb link&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Sk3wZtzE4lM/RwZB1fJnKGI/AAAAAAAAAKo/pMzQbpPWqC0/s1600-h/her-cat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Sk3wZtzE4lM/RwZB1fJnKGI/AAAAAAAAAKo/pMzQbpPWqC0/s400/her-cat.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117850413703833698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that day i was picked up by her,&lt;br /&gt;so&lt;br /&gt;i am her cat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lF3xnov3Sgc"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lF3xnov3Sgc" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28823875-8271440929423267756?l=ourtimehascome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourtimehascome.blogspot.com/feeds/8271440929423267756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28823875&amp;postID=8271440929423267756&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28823875/posts/default/8271440929423267756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28823875/posts/default/8271440929423267756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourtimehascome.blogspot.com/2007/10/blog-post.html' title='彼女と彼女の猫'/><author><name>cha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04237598892979209760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Sk3wZtzE4lM/RwZB1fJnKGI/AAAAAAAAAKo/pMzQbpPWqC0/s72-c/her-cat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28823875.post-8791522003801582608</id><published>2007-10-01T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T20:01:29.452+08:00</updated><title type='text'>animal collective - strawberry jam</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Sk3wZtzE4lM/RwEVfvJnKFI/AAAAAAAAAKg/R-jEf-_7ZeU/s1600-h/Animal_Collective_live2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Sk3wZtzE4lM/RwEVfvJnKFI/AAAAAAAAAKg/R-jEf-_7ZeU/s400/Animal_Collective_live2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116394286646503506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;their new album probably is the most "easy listening" to get into. but for me, really addicted. they've found the balance which are between pop and experimental elements with their ambition. their previous albums "feels" and "sung tongs" all are pretty good choices but this time i end up truly falling in love with these wildly creative animals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Animal Collective - Peacebone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fxvGHQHiY70"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fxvGHQHiY70" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Animal Collective - Fireworks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/W6KPDWNAPBU"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/W6KPDWNAPBU" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28823875-8791522003801582608?l=ourtimehascome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourtimehascome.blogspot.com/feeds/8791522003801582608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28823875&amp;postID=8791522003801582608&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28823875/posts/default/8791522003801582608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28823875/posts/default/8791522003801582608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourtimehascome.blogspot.com/2007/10/animal-collective-strawberry-jam.html' title='animal collective - strawberry jam'/><author><name>cha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04237598892979209760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Sk3wZtzE4lM/RwEVfvJnKFI/AAAAAAAAAKg/R-jEf-_7ZeU/s72-c/Animal_Collective_live2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28823875.post-7092330733139800612</id><published>2007-08-02T02:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T10:46:14.938+08:00</updated><title type='text'>same-sex marriage vs civil unions</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Sk3wZtzE4lM/RrDjDb2SIXI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/eTFRRNIYMjU/s1600-h/debate.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Sk3wZtzE4lM/RrDjDb2SIXI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/eTFRRNIYMjU/s400/debate.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093820826710581618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i don't have any expectations of the improvement about gay rights in hk government administration nowadays. we're still fighting for anti-discrimination legislation on sexual orientation in hong kong.  u know, our chief executive donald tsang is a devout catholic. always claimed that "anti-discrimination legislations requires the consensus of society." but what if the heterosexual people (the majority) come up against protecting the gay people (the minority)? the fact is the minority are obviously discriminated by majority. and now we're talking about anti-discrimination. this is the basic of human rights, u know? even our human rights are poorer than those third world countries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if u do support Sexual Orientation Discrimination Legislation for Hong Kong, pls sign here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.petitiononline.com/sodbhk/petition.html"&gt;http://www.petitiononline.com/sodbhk/petition.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now i'm putting my eye on other side of the world. seeing what's going on... i think this is the battle of real marriage vs civil unions/domestic partnerships. we should understand what the concept of human rights and equal rights are. hello, gay and lesbians paid taxes too, why marriage = cock + pussy? i knew both obama and clinton against on gay marriage but they all for equality with civil unions. on this issue, i can just only pick kucinich, he's the one stand for gay marriage. (though i'm not quite 100% agree with clinton's policies,  overall her political experiences and performances are apparently far better than obama and other canadidates at that night) um... but john edwards, we can ignore about him by now, he's just a phony with full of bullshit. period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cnn YouTube Debate- democratic- same-sex marriage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Lo0V31eBwfw"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Lo0V31eBwfw" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;full transcript of the debates:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://transcripts.cnn.com/TRANSCRIPTS/0707/23/se.01.html"&gt;http://transcripts.cnn.com/TRANSCRIPTS/0707/23/se.01.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KUCINICH: "Mary and Jen, the answer to your question is yes. And let me tell you why. Because if our Constitution really means what it says, that all are created equal, if it really means what it says, that there should be equality of opportunity before the law, then our brothers and sisters who happen to be gay, lesbian, bisexual or transgendered should have the same rights accorded to them as anyone else, and that includes the ability to have a civil marriage ceremony. Yes, I support you. And welcome to a better and a new America under a President Kucinich administration."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHRIS DODD: "I'd simply ask the audience to ask themselves the question that [my wife] Jackie and I have asked: How would I want my two daughters treated if they grew up and had a different sexual orientation than their parents? Good jobs, equal opportunity, to be able to retire, to visit each other, to be with each other, as other people do. So I feel very strongly, if you ask yourself the question, "How would you like your children treated if they had a different sexual orientation than their parents?," the answer is yes. They ought to have that ability in civil unions. I don't go so far as to call for marriage. I believe marriage is between a man and a woman. But my state of Connecticut, the state of New Hampshire, have endorsed civil unions. I strongly support that. But I don't go so far as marriage."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BILL RICHARDSON: "I would do what is achievable. What I think is achievable is full civil unions with full marriage rights. I would also press for you a hate crimes act in the Congress. I would eliminate 'don't ask/don't tell' in the military. If we're going to have in our military men and women that die for this country, we shouldn't give them a lecture on their sexual orientation. I would push for domestic partnership laws, nondiscrimination in insurance and housing. I would also send a very strong message that, in my administration, I will not tolerate any discrimination on the basis of race, gender, or sexual orientation."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOHN EDWARDS: "I think Reverend Longcrier asks a very important question, which is whether fundamentally -- whether it's right for any of our faith beliefs to be imposed on the American people when we're president of the United States. I do not believe that's right. I feel enormous personal conflict about this issue. I want to end discrimination. I want to do some of the things that I just heard Bill Richardson talking about -- standing up for equal rights, substantive rights, civil unions, the thing that Chris Dodd just talked about. But I think that's something everybody on this stage will commit themselves to as president of the United States. But I personally have been on a journey on this issue. I feel enormous conflict about it. As I think a lot of people know, Elizabeth spoke -- my wife Elizabeth spoke out a few weeks ago, and she actually supports gay marriage. I do not. But this is a very, very difficult issue for me. And I recognize and have enormous respect for people who have a different view of it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OBAMA: Well, I think that it is important to pick up on something that was said earlier by both Dennis and by Bill, and that is that we've got to make sure that everybody is equal under the law. And the civil unions that I proposed would be equivalent in terms of making sure that all the rights that are conferred by the state are equal for same-sex couples as well as for heterosexual couples. Now, with respect to marriage, it's my belief that it's up to the individual denominations to make a decision as to whether they want to recognize marriage or not. But in terms of, you know, the rights of people to transfer property, to have hospital visitation, all those critical civil rights that are conferred by our government, those should be equal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28823875-7092330733139800612?l=ourtimehascome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourtimehascome.blogspot.com/feeds/7092330733139800612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28823875&amp;postID=7092330733139800612&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28823875/posts/default/7092330733139800612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28823875/posts/default/7092330733139800612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourtimehascome.blogspot.com/2007/08/same-sex-marriage-vs-civil-unions.html' title='same-sex marriage vs civil unions'/><author><name>cha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04237598892979209760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Sk3wZtzE4lM/RrDjDb2SIXI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/eTFRRNIYMjU/s72-c/debate.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28823875.post-5184291926360670193</id><published>2007-08-01T23:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T03:57:59.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the fallen queen</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Sk3wZtzE4lM/RrDlur2SIYI/AAAAAAAAAKA/sDAh2Z-4urQ/s1600-h/Queen%27s_Pier_1925.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Sk3wZtzE4lM/RrDlur2SIYI/AAAAAAAAAKA/sDAh2Z-4urQ/s400/Queen%27s_Pier_1925.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093823768763179394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, queen's pier collapsed. our history, our culture has gone. hong kong was built only for making $$$. their eyes only focus on economic growth, corporations, chain stores. heritage? preservation? no way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hi tourists , this place have tons of starbucks, mcdonalds or LV, GUCCI... welcome to hong kong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;extended link:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Queen's_Pier"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Queen's_Pier&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.chonghead.net/queenpier/"&gt;http://www.chonghead.net/queenpier/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28823875-5184291926360670193?l=ourtimehascome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourtimehascome.blogspot.com/feeds/5184291926360670193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28823875&amp;postID=5184291926360670193&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28823875/posts/default/5184291926360670193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28823875/posts/default/5184291926360670193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourtimehascome.blogspot.com/2007/08/fallen-queen.html' title='the fallen queen'/><author><name>cha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04237598892979209760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Sk3wZtzE4lM/RrDlur2SIYI/AAAAAAAAAKA/sDAh2Z-4urQ/s72-c/Queen%27s_Pier_1925.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28823875.post-6271523076474454236</id><published>2007-07-31T19:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T19:20:13.145+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bergman loses the chess match</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Sk3wZtzE4lM/Rq77UL2SIVI/AAAAAAAAAJo/7iwBzCk5bhI/s1600-h/bergman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Sk3wZtzE4lM/Rq77UL2SIVI/AAAAAAAAAJo/7iwBzCk5bhI/s400/bergman.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093284552799035730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ingmar bergman (1918 - 2007)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;swedish film director, screenwriter, and threater director ingmar bergman has passed away on 30 july peacefully, aged 89.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not quite in a shock when i received this sad news. bergman's nearly 90 and we know someday that would be happened. everyone has to face it. that's absolutely the end of an era. most of the greatest masters in 60's are gone far away from us. but their timeless works last forever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Sk3wZtzE4lM/Rq776r2SIWI/AAAAAAAAAJw/bVS8oSGNABk/s1600-h/seal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Sk3wZtzE4lM/Rq776r2SIWI/AAAAAAAAAJw/bVS8oSGNABk/s400/seal.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093285214223999330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the seventh seal [1957]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've just finished reading his autobiography in early july. he was a perfectionist, a true genius and artist that i admire. his life through his words just like the storyline of his films, full of demons but he's not hopeless. u need to have guts to see his works which acted like a mirror reflected your darkened side. they murmured about all your weakness, guilt, solitude, fear, unpleasant memories in front of you. it seemed every ugly scars lived in your mind shouted at you in the same time. besides, we're just human beings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Sk3wZtzE4lM/Rq77Kr2SIUI/AAAAAAAAAJg/hJdbHuKFutY/s1600-h/PERSONA.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Sk3wZtzE4lM/Rq77Kr2SIUI/AAAAAAAAAJg/hJdbHuKFutY/s400/PERSONA.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093284389590278466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;persona [1966]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bergman made more than 60 films. unfortunately i have just seen only 1/6 of his works. still remembered i had suffered by headache several days after i watched the "wild strawberries". that exploration of nightmares are exactly what i'm scared of in my entire life. "persona" was my all-time favorite pick too, an obvious contrast between two women, one is mute but another is speaking lengthy monologues. (they are actually the same person, kinda schizophrenic). "the seventh seal", was another unarguable important film, the memorable scene of the knight playing chess with death is stunning. bergman's man-god trilogy on faith (though the director denied about that) "through a glass darkly","winter light" and "the silence", are one of his masterpiece especially "winter light". u know, u're my faith in my heart. nothing can destroy it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28823875-6271523076474454236?l=ourtimehascome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourtimehascome.blogspot.com/feeds/6271523076474454236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28823875&amp;postID=6271523076474454236&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28823875/posts/default/6271523076474454236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28823875/posts/default/6271523076474454236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourtimehascome.blogspot.com/2007/07/bergman-loses-chess-match.html' title='bergman loses the chess match'/><author><name>cha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04237598892979209760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Sk3wZtzE4lM/Rq77UL2SIVI/AAAAAAAAAJo/7iwBzCk5bhI/s72-c/bergman.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28823875.post-5722589910066191094</id><published>2007-07-27T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T23:37:58.675+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cocco - kirakira</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Sk3wZtzE4lM/RqoQCr2SIQI/AAAAAAAAAJA/3mIb9Tr_Zhc/s1600-h/a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Sk3wZtzE4lM/RqoQCr2SIQI/AAAAAAAAAJA/3mIb9Tr_Zhc/s400/a.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091899967011954946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just got it yesterday. my life is back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28823875-5722589910066191094?l=ourtimehascome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourtimehascome.blogspot.com/feeds/5722589910066191094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28823875&amp;postID=5722589910066191094&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28823875/posts/default/5722589910066191094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28823875/posts/default/5722589910066191094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourtimehascome.blogspot.com/2007/07/cocco-kirakira.html' title='cocco - kirakira'/><author><name>cha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04237598892979209760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Sk3wZtzE4lM/RqoQCr2SIQI/AAAAAAAAAJA/3mIb9Tr_Zhc/s72-c/a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28823875.post-4645822131959777959</id><published>2007-07-20T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T23:08:00.181+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dj-ing : the flower of carnage</title><content type='html'>From: Lady Snowblood [1973] &amp; Kill Bill vol.1 [2003]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://storage9.myopera.com/charizmak/files/13%20The%20Flower%20Of%20Carnage.mp3"&gt;The Flower of Carnage - Meiko Kaji&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Translation:&lt;br /&gt;Begrieving snow falls in the dead morning&lt;br /&gt;Stray dog's howls and the footsteops of Geta pierce the air&lt;br /&gt;I walk with the weight of the Milky Way on my shoulders&lt;br /&gt;But an umbrella that holds onto the darkness is all there is.&lt;br /&gt;I'm a woman who walks at the brink of life and death&lt;br /&gt;Who's emptied my tears many moons ago.&lt;br /&gt;All the compassion tears and dreams&lt;br /&gt;The snowy nights and tomorrow hold no meaning&lt;br /&gt;I've immersed my body in the river of venegance&lt;br /&gt;And thrown away my womanhood many moons ago&lt;br /&gt;On the behalf of heaven, they're our soldiers, the loyal, invincible and brave.&lt;br /&gt;Now it's time for them to leave the country of their&lt;br /&gt;Parents their hearts buoyed by encouraging voices.&lt;br /&gt;They are solemnly resolved not to return alive, without victory.&lt;br /&gt;Here at home, the citizens wait for you.&lt;br /&gt;In foreign lands, the brave troops&lt;br /&gt;Instead of kindness from someone&lt;br /&gt;I do not care about&lt;br /&gt;I rather prefer selifshness from you my beloved.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, it the world a dream or an illusion?&lt;br /&gt;I am all alone in jail.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28823875-4645822131959777959?l=ourtimehascome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourtimehascome.blogspot.com/feeds/4645822131959777959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28823875&amp;postID=4645822131959777959&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28823875/posts/default/4645822131959777959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28823875/posts/default/4645822131959777959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourtimehascome.blogspot.com/2007/07/dj-ing-flower-of-carnage.html' title='dj-ing : the flower of carnage'/><author><name>cha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04237598892979209760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28823875.post-4438004686419209481</id><published>2007-07-18T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T23:17:21.024+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a monster without a name</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Sk3wZtzE4lM/Rp4tDcwvHiI/AAAAAAAAAIw/PuVNPc8jdiA/s1600-h/monster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Sk3wZtzE4lM/Rp4tDcwvHiI/AAAAAAAAAIw/PuVNPc8jdiA/s400/monster.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088554166258703906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A long, long time ago in a land far away,&lt;br /&gt;There was a monster without a name.&lt;br /&gt;The monster wanted a name so badly.&lt;br /&gt;So the monster left to go on a journey to find a name.&lt;br /&gt;But the world was so large that he split into two to make his journey.&lt;br /&gt;One went to the west and the other went towards the east.&lt;br /&gt;The monster who went to the east found a village.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the entrance of the village there was a blacksmith.&lt;br /&gt;“Mr. Blacksmith, please give me your name,” said the monster.&lt;br /&gt;“You can’t give away your name,” the blacksmith replied.&lt;br /&gt;“If you give me your name, I’ll enter you and give you strength.”&lt;br /&gt;“Really? If you can make me stronger, then I’ll give you my name.”&lt;br /&gt;The monster entered the blacksmith.&lt;br /&gt;The monster became Otto the Blacksmith&lt;br /&gt;Otto the Blacksmith became the strongest man in the village.&lt;br /&gt;But one day he said,&lt;br /&gt;“Look at me. Look at me. Look at how large the monster inside me has become.”&lt;br /&gt;Crunch Crunch! Munch Munch! Chomp Chomp! Gulp!&lt;br /&gt;The hungry monster ate Otto from the inside out.&lt;br /&gt;The monster returned to being a nameless monster.&lt;br /&gt;Even when he entered Hans the Shoemaker…&lt;br /&gt;Crunch Crunch! Munch Munch! Chomp Chomp! Gulp!&lt;br /&gt;He returned to being a nameless monster.&lt;br /&gt;When he entered Thomas the Hunter…&lt;br /&gt;Crunch Crunch! Munch Munch! Chomp Chomp! Gulp!&lt;br /&gt;He once again returned to being a nameless monster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The monster came to a castle looking for a wonderful name.&lt;br /&gt;In the castle, there was a sick boy.&lt;br /&gt;“If you give me your name, I’ll give you strength.”&lt;br /&gt;“If you can cure this illness and make me strong, I’ll give you my name.”&lt;br /&gt;The monster entered the boy.&lt;br /&gt;The boy became well.&lt;br /&gt;The king was so pleased! “The prince is well! The prince is well!”&lt;br /&gt;The monster liked the boy’s name.&lt;br /&gt;He also liked living in the castle.&lt;br /&gt;So even though he was hungry, he endured.&lt;br /&gt;Every day his stomach growled, but he endured it.&lt;br /&gt;However, he was so hungry that one day he said,&lt;br /&gt;“Look at me. Look at me. Look at how large the monster inside me has become.”&lt;br /&gt;The boy ate the king and even his servents.&lt;br /&gt;Crunch Crunch! Munch Munch! Chomp Chomp! Gulp!&lt;br /&gt;Since there was no one there anymore, the boy went on a journey.&lt;br /&gt;He kept on walking for days and days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, the boy met the monster who traveled to the west.&lt;br /&gt;“I have a name. It’s a wonderful name, too.”&lt;br /&gt;The monster who went to the west said,&lt;br /&gt;“I don’t need a name. I’m happy even without a name.”&lt;br /&gt;We just have to accept that we are monsters without a name.&lt;br /&gt;The boy ate the monster who went to the west.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The monster finally had a name,&lt;br /&gt;But all the people who could call him by that name have disappeared.&lt;br /&gt;And Johan was such a wonderful name, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- a story of the picture book from the manga "monster"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28823875-4438004686419209481?l=ourtimehascome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourtimehascome.blogspot.com/feeds/4438004686419209481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28823875&amp;postID=4438004686419209481&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28823875/posts/default/4438004686419209481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28823875/posts/default/4438004686419209481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourtimehascome.blogspot.com/2007/07/monster-without-name.html' title='a monster without a name'/><author><name>cha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04237598892979209760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Sk3wZtzE4lM/Rp4tDcwvHiI/AAAAAAAAAIw/PuVNPc8jdiA/s72-c/monster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28823875.post-217644341471553159</id><published>2007-07-12T01:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T15:07:30.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'>we love katamari</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Sk3wZtzE4lM/RpUQlx8StTI/AAAAAAAAAIY/AJyT_MSXi-4/s1600-h/wlk1-756758.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Sk3wZtzE4lM/RpUQlx8StTI/AAAAAAAAAIY/AJyT_MSXi-4/s400/wlk1-756758.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085989595432269106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Sk3wZtzE4lM/RpUQuB8StVI/AAAAAAAAAIo/NywP97EN8Fw/s1600-h/Katamari88.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Sk3wZtzE4lM/RpUQuB8StVI/AAAAAAAAAIo/NywP97EN8Fw/s400/Katamari88.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085989737166189906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tonight get back to play katamari again. speaking of this stage, i'd set the final stage theme song "katamari on the swing" as my mobile phone ringtone only for one special person because she's my world in my heart. but now... anyway. i used to play this game for energizing and relaxing treatment when i'm in deep shit or want to stop my endless tired brainstorming which are floating on my brain these years. hey, i'll roll up the whole world eventually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my highest score only got to 17XX meters. &lt;br /&gt;someone is crazy on youtube.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RucTQh_3GOw"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RucTQh_3GOw" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28823875-217644341471553159?l=ourtimehascome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourtimehascome.blogspot.com/feeds/217644341471553159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28823875&amp;postID=217644341471553159&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28823875/posts/default/217644341471553159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28823875/posts/default/217644341471553159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourtimehascome.blogspot.com/2007/07/we-love-katamari.html' title='we love katamari'/><author><name>cha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04237598892979209760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Sk3wZtzE4lM/RpUQlx8StTI/AAAAAAAAAIY/AJyT_MSXi-4/s72-c/wlk1-756758.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28823875.post-940123705346340784</id><published>2007-07-11T20:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T21:31:30.582+08:00</updated><title type='text'>webcam fun</title><content type='html'>bought a new webcam with mic lately. less than $100. besides chatting with my frds, well, it's really fun for shooting photo actually. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Sk3wZtzE4lM/RpTTcR8StPI/AAAAAAAAAH4/8mgt-b1OzD0/s1600-h/testing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Sk3wZtzE4lM/RpTTcR8StPI/AAAAAAAAAH4/8mgt-b1OzD0/s400/testing.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085922362014217458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28823875-940123705346340784?l=ourtimehascome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourtimehascome.blogspot.com/feeds/940123705346340784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28823875&amp;postID=940123705346340784&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28823875/posts/default/940123705346340784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28823875/posts/default/940123705346340784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourtimehascome.blogspot.com/2007/07/webcam-fun.html' title='webcam fun'/><author><name>cha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04237598892979209760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Sk3wZtzE4lM/RpTTcR8StPI/AAAAAAAAAH4/8mgt-b1OzD0/s72-c/testing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28823875.post-706187691766722000</id><published>2007-07-10T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T21:32:34.234+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cocco on live earth 07</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Sk3wZtzE4lM/RpQ9lB8StNI/AAAAAAAAAHk/-A7M5lQQ7u0/s1600-h/f_Coccom_f34d467.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Sk3wZtzE4lM/RpQ9lB8StNI/AAAAAAAAAHk/-A7M5lQQ7u0/s400/f_Coccom_f34d467.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085757585593906386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;setlist:&lt;br /&gt;Tsuyoku Hakanai Mono-tachi (強く儚い者たち)&lt;br /&gt;Heaven's Hell&lt;br /&gt;Harehireho (ハレヒレホ)&lt;br /&gt;Chiisa na Machi (小さな町)&lt;br /&gt;Dugong no Mieru Oka (ジュゴンの見える丘)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone saved my life. i'm glad to hear cocco's 3 new songs.&lt;br /&gt;if anyone interested, contact me. i'll send the file to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cocco is sooooooo cute when she played a wrong chord of heaven's hell intro. she said "machigatta" (made a mistake) and everyone laughed and shouted "acchan kawaii".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cocco - ジュゴンの見える丘&lt;br /&gt;i wept with joy when i was hearing this beautiful new song on live earth for the first time. and i saw cocco's eyes filled with tears. unlike most of the performers, she's the one who really cares about the earth i know that. this strong feeling reminds me her gomi zero taisaku ikusa campaign in 2003. ジュゴンの見える丘 was probably written for this event specifically and i found the unofficial lyrics from jap bbs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BSICRTG6c1s"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BSICRTG6c1s" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ジュゴンの見える丘&lt;br /&gt;music &amp; lyrics - cocco&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;まだ青い空&lt;br /&gt;まだ青い海&lt;br /&gt;終わりを告げるような真っ白い色&lt;br /&gt;泣きたかろうに&lt;br /&gt;引き受けた夢&lt;br /&gt;しゃらしゃら珊瑚&lt;br /&gt;声もあげずに&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;もういいよ&lt;br /&gt;目を閉じていい&lt;br /&gt;もういいよ&lt;br /&gt;少しおやすみ&lt;br /&gt;悲しみはいらない&lt;br /&gt;優しい歌だけでいい&lt;br /&gt;あなたに降り注ぐ全てが&lt;br /&gt;正しい矢指になれ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;色とりどりに&lt;br /&gt;きらめく魚&lt;br /&gt;継いで&lt;br /&gt;剥いで&lt;br /&gt;連ね&lt;br /&gt;恥晒せ&lt;br /&gt;どこへ向かうの&lt;br /&gt;泣き疲れても&lt;br /&gt;もう無き花は咲いてくれよう&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;目をあげろ&lt;br /&gt;帰ってきたよ&lt;br /&gt;目を覚ませ&lt;br /&gt;信じてほしい&lt;br /&gt;悲しみはいらない&lt;br /&gt;優しい歌だけでいい&lt;br /&gt;あなたに降り注ぐ全てが&lt;br /&gt;正しい矢指になれ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;もういいよ&lt;br /&gt;目を閉じていい&lt;br /&gt;もういいよ&lt;br /&gt;少しおやすみ&lt;br /&gt;笑っていてほしい&lt;br /&gt;守るべきものたちに&lt;br /&gt;明日も崩れる何かが&lt;br /&gt;正しい矢指であれ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;悲しみはいらない&lt;br /&gt;優しい歌だけでいい&lt;br /&gt;あなたに降り注ぐ全てが&lt;br /&gt;正しい矢指になれ&lt;br /&gt;正しい矢指になれ&lt;br /&gt;正しい矢指であれ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28823875-706187691766722000?l=ourtimehascome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourtimehascome.blogspot.com/feeds/706187691766722000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28823875&amp;postID=706187691766722000&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28823875/posts/default/706187691766722000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28823875/posts/default/706187691766722000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourtimehascome.blogspot.com/2007/07/cocco-on-live-earth-07.html' title='cocco on live earth 07'/><author><name>cha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04237598892979209760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Sk3wZtzE4lM/RpQ9lB8StNI/AAAAAAAAAHk/-A7M5lQQ7u0/s72-c/f_Coccom_f34d467.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28823875.post-1857928349912305368</id><published>2007-07-07T19:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T23:29:16.287+08:00</updated><title type='text'>one life, one bag</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Sk3wZtzE4lM/Rp4xvMwvHjI/AAAAAAAAAI4/kWMGKYPPFo4/s1600-h/plastic-man2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Sk3wZtzE4lM/Rp4xvMwvHjI/AAAAAAAAAI4/kWMGKYPPFo4/s400/plastic-man2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088559315924491826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28823875-1857928349912305368?l=ourtimehascome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourtimehascome.blogspot.com/feeds/1857928349912305368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28823875&amp;postID=1857928349912305368&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28823875/posts/default/1857928349912305368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28823875/posts/default/1857928349912305368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourtimehascome.blogspot.com/2007/07/one-life-one-bag_07.html' title='one life, one bag'/><author><name>cha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04237598892979209760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Sk3wZtzE4lM/Rp4xvMwvHjI/AAAAAAAAAI4/kWMGKYPPFo4/s72-c/plastic-man2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28823875.post-2746306808657414063</id><published>2007-06-19T02:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T14:14:22.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>globalization</title><content type='html'>click here below for real size image.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Sk3wZtzE4lM/RndzuPUuA8I/AAAAAAAAAGg/_TtYjurF0ns/s1600-h/globalization.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Sk3wZtzE4lM/RndzuPUuA8I/AAAAAAAAAGg/_TtYjurF0ns/s400/globalization.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077654343108133826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28823875-2746306808657414063?l=ourtimehascome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourtimehascome.blogspot.com/feeds/2746306808657414063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28823875&amp;postID=2746306808657414063&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28823875/posts/default/2746306808657414063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28823875/posts/default/2746306808657414063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourtimehascome.blogspot.com/2007/06/globalization_19.html' title='globalization'/><author><name>cha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04237598892979209760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Sk3wZtzE4lM/RndzuPUuA8I/AAAAAAAAAGg/_TtYjurF0ns/s72-c/globalization.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28823875.post-1178003464814157971</id><published>2007-06-13T00:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T00:57:04.645+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hocc</title><content type='html'>i really love her short hair and charlie chaplin look recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Sk3wZtzE4lM/RnAhkPUuA3I/AAAAAAAAAF0/JWcYgB9py7A/s1600-h/hocc-final.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Sk3wZtzE4lM/RnAhkPUuA3I/AAAAAAAAAF0/JWcYgB9py7A/s400/hocc-final.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075593686518989682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28823875-1178003464814157971?l=ourtimehascome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourtimehascome.blogspot.com/feeds/1178003464814157971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28823875&amp;postID=1178003464814157971&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28823875/posts/default/1178003464814157971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28823875/posts/default/1178003464814157971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourtimehascome.blogspot.com/2007/06/hocc.html' title='hocc'/><author><name>cha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04237598892979209760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Sk3wZtzE4lM/RnAhkPUuA3I/AAAAAAAAAF0/JWcYgB9py7A/s72-c/hocc-final.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28823875.post-8085913113286255772</id><published>2007-06-08T00:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T00:25:14.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'>to my beloved sor B sor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Sk3wZtzE4lM/RmgwrPUuAxI/AAAAAAAAAFE/NuoiOsxrXeo/s1600-h/sorb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Sk3wZtzE4lM/RmgwrPUuAxI/AAAAAAAAAFE/NuoiOsxrXeo/s400/sorb.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073358499638805266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28823875-8085913113286255772?l=ourtimehascome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourtimehascome.blogspot.com/feeds/8085913113286255772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28823875&amp;postID=8085913113286255772&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28823875/posts/default/8085913113286255772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28823875/posts/default/8085913113286255772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourtimehascome.blogspot.com/2007/06/to-my-beloved-sor-b-sor.html' title='to my beloved sor B sor'/><author><name>cha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04237598892979209760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Sk3wZtzE4lM/RmgwrPUuAxI/AAAAAAAAAFE/NuoiOsxrXeo/s72-c/sorb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28823875.post-5494101417819177351</id><published>2007-06-06T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T16:39:06.445+08:00</updated><title type='text'>everyone's waiting</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="dropcap"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;'m sick of those tvb crappy soap opera for so long. they just keep brainwashing and ruining ppl's mind. i dun wanna be stuck with those narrow minded moral nuisances at all. do u really satisfy with that kinda "happy ending" show? or excited to watch ppl screaming and chopping the lobster off, torturing the fish to death or fighting for the legacy every fucking day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Sk3wZtzE4lM/RmbNI_UuAwI/AAAAAAAAAE8/-QlyEPt-XiQ/s1600-h/sfu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Sk3wZtzE4lM/RmbNI_UuAwI/AAAAAAAAAE8/-QlyEPt-XiQ/s400/sfu.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072967584600425218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wouldn't say i'm a totally tv-hater. to tell u the truth i deeply love the whole series of six feet under. every family members in the series are portrayed with the realistic humanity. this means a lot to me. if u still haven't seen it yet, u have missed the best in tv industry. no joke. here i show u the most powerful, moving and breathtaking ending in the television history. i've never had the saddest and most beautiful mixed feeling to a tv finale. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Sk3wZtzE4lM/RmbKIfUuAuI/AAAAAAAAAEs/1L7wC2yww_Q/s1600-h/six-feet-under-s5-dvd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Sk3wZtzE4lM/RmbKIfUuAuI/AAAAAAAAAEs/1L7wC2yww_Q/s400/six-feet-under-s5-dvd.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072964277475607266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Six Feet Under Finale Clip &lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/k-ZFDsgsJsc"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/k-ZFDsgsJsc" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is an unpredictable journey. we can't catch the future. as we know someday we'll all die for sure, life's too short anyway. u have a dream, go for it. don't be hesitated. try your fucking best, at least with no regrets.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28823875-5494101417819177351?l=ourtimehascome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourtimehascome.blogspot.com/feeds/5494101417819177351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28823875&amp;postID=5494101417819177351&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28823875/posts/default/5494101417819177351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28823875/posts/default/5494101417819177351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourtimehascome.blogspot.com/2007/06/everyones-waiting.html' title='everyone&apos;s waiting'/><author><name>cha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04237598892979209760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Sk3wZtzE4lM/RmbNI_UuAwI/AAAAAAAAAE8/-QlyEPt-XiQ/s72-c/sfu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28823875.post-513863103691229654</id><published>2007-06-03T02:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T02:45:59.942+08:00</updated><title type='text'>first try</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Sk3wZtzE4lM/RmG64eR6MHI/AAAAAAAAAEU/KT99kinS6Ew/s1600-h/02062007-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Sk3wZtzE4lM/RmG64eR6MHI/AAAAAAAAAEU/KT99kinS6Ew/s400/02062007-2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071540134759510130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28823875-513863103691229654?l=ourtimehascome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourtimehascome.blogspot.com/feeds/513863103691229654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28823875&amp;postID=513863103691229654&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28823875/posts/default/513863103691229654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28823875/posts/default/513863103691229654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourtimehascome.blogspot.com/2007/06/first-try.html' title='first try'/><author><name>cha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04237598892979209760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Sk3wZtzE4lM/RmG64eR6MHI/AAAAAAAAAEU/KT99kinS6Ew/s72-c/02062007-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28823875.post-2075049339328613445</id><published>2007-05-31T21:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T03:38:26.267+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi bye. i'm out.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Sk3wZtzE4lM/Rl8kJOR6MEI/AAAAAAAAAD8/nryZcrbKyik/s1600-h/i+hate+friendster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Sk3wZtzE4lM/Rl8kJOR6MEI/AAAAAAAAAD8/nryZcrbKyik/s320/i+hate+friendster.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070811446313103426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="dropcap"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt; remembered when friendster started. i cont received mail from someone or frds inviting me to join them. i'd never done that coz relationship and connection sometimes are really a scary thing. but last week suddenly something came up my mind and i was curious about that service. i signed it up for only one week and now i've deleted it and freaking hate it. what's the point? i dun understand friendster. that kinda stupid relationship is absolutely not my cup of tea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can tell u i'm a member of flickr, douban, last.fm etc. flickr is for photo sharing. douban is a place for bookworm, movies and music lovers. we can wrote the reviews for any stuff sharing with ppl. at last.fm u can find someone who are the most similiar musical taste as you. it's a great web2.0 site and community for knowing more different kind of music all around the world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but friendster's aim is not like that.....there are the interactions between your friends and so called friends and strangers and lovers and ex-lovers and enemies etc in your circle..... i'd tried to search by some key words with the same interests as me in friendster but those ppl sickened me a lot by their pretentious friend group galaxy and they are probably really proud of their success in social networking. it's really disgusting and pathetic. i want to ask how many "friends" from their galaxy are truly cared by you in real life? have u seen their laughable testimonials? how many words are written from their bottom of heart honestly? this is a place for hypocrites or maybe a great place for finding sp. i'm not feeling good at all. why do we need to publicize our private life? even the time of my login and updated and added new friends and all the bullshit. i love meeting new people but not in that way. if i wanna get any real friends, i'll never in friendster for sure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28823875-2075049339328613445?l=ourtimehascome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourtimehascome.blogspot.com/feeds/2075049339328613445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28823875&amp;postID=2075049339328613445&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28823875/posts/default/2075049339328613445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28823875/posts/default/2075049339328613445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourtimehascome.blogspot.com/2007/05/hi-bye-im-out.html' title='Hi bye. i&apos;m out.'/><author><name>cha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04237598892979209760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Sk3wZtzE4lM/Rl8kJOR6MEI/AAAAAAAAAD8/nryZcrbKyik/s72-c/i+hate+friendster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28823875.post-3360924646772050297</id><published>2007-05-30T11:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T23:17:50.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>think different</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Sk3wZtzE4lM/Rl2xuuR6MCI/AAAAAAAAADs/dLUlh5YKbpU/s1600-h/ThinkDifferent.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Sk3wZtzE4lM/Rl2xuuR6MCI/AAAAAAAAADs/dLUlh5YKbpU/s400/ThinkDifferent.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070404171744292898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is my all time favourite.&lt;br /&gt;one of the greatest commericals ever made. &lt;br /&gt;it's truly inspiring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Sk3wZtzE4lM/Rl2xj-R6MBI/AAAAAAAAADk/dnJmHQBM6Q4/s1600-h/ThinkDifferent-montage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Sk3wZtzE4lM/Rl2xj-R6MBI/AAAAAAAAADk/dnJmHQBM6Q4/s400/ThinkDifferent-montage.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070403987060699154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here’s to the Crazy Ones. The misfits. The rebels. The troublemakers. The round pegs in the square holes. The ones who see things differently. They’re not fond of rules. And they have no respect for the status quo. You can quote them, disagree with them, glorify or vilify them. About the only thing that you can’t do, is ignore them. Because they change things. They push the human race forward. While some may see them as the crazy ones, we see genius. Because the ones who are crazy enough to think that they can change the world, are the ones who do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think different&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/No1MxAnHuJM"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/No1MxAnHuJM" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28823875-3360924646772050297?l=ourtimehascome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourtimehascome.blogspot.com/feeds/3360924646772050297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28823875&amp;postID=3360924646772050297&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28823875/posts/default/3360924646772050297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28823875/posts/default/3360924646772050297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourtimehascome.blogspot.com/2007/05/think-different.html' title='think different'/><author><name>cha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04237598892979209760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Sk3wZtzE4lM/Rl2xuuR6MCI/AAAAAAAAADs/dLUlh5YKbpU/s72-c/ThinkDifferent.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28823875.post-6610049199900452831</id><published>2007-05-26T00:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-26T01:11:54.995+08:00</updated><title type='text'>are u homophobia???</title><content type='html'>2006年3月29日&lt;br /&gt;話題：同志話你知：「點解聖經咁好睇！」&lt;br /&gt;主持/嘉賓：connie、阿力、煒煒、小曹&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://prhk.no-ip.com/hsu/20060329/hsu20060329a.mp3"&gt;part1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://prhk.no-ip.com/hsu/20060329/hsu20060329b.mp3"&gt;part2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2006年4月19日&lt;br /&gt;主題： 「探」「射」全球明光人&lt;br /&gt;主持/嘉賓：connie、阿力、煒煒、小曹&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://prhk.no-ip.com/hsu/20060419/hsu20060419a.mp3"&gt;part1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://prhk.no-ip.com/hsu/20060419/hsu20060419a.mp3"&gt;part2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2007年1月24日&lt;br /&gt;主題：「鏗鏘集」&lt;br /&gt;主持：阿力、煒煒、connie&lt;br /&gt;嘉賓：阿魚&lt;br /&gt;烽煙嘉賓：小曹 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://prhk.no-ip.com/hsu/20070124/hsu20070124a.mp3"&gt;part1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://prhk.no-ip.com/hsu/20070124/hsu20070124b.mp3"&gt;part2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FROM: 搞乜鬼同志運動&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://radio.wchk.org"&gt;http://radio.wchk.org/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;內有所有節目重溫，可隨便下載。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28823875-6610049199900452831?l=ourtimehascome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourtimehascome.blogspot.com/feeds/6610049199900452831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28823875&amp;postID=6610049199900452831&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28823875/posts/default/6610049199900452831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28823875/posts/default/6610049199900452831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourtimehascome.blogspot.com/2007/05/are-u-homophobia.html' title='are u homophobia???'/><author><name>cha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04237598892979209760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28823875.post-4573097058481611960</id><published>2007-05-25T03:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T17:00:11.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Society For Truth And Light ???</title><content type='html'>公道自在人心&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;請謹記五十多年前，法律禁止黑人和白人在巴士共坐在一排&lt;br /&gt;時代會轉變，不是嗎？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;為甚麼會有人以神之名欺壓逼害弱勢社群&lt;br /&gt;這組織又何德何能以狹隘的道德標準去審判別人&lt;br /&gt;在歧視之詞火上加油，製造社會不和諧&lt;br /&gt;這個他媽的明光社，我受夠&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE PEARL REPORT 明光真面目&lt;br /&gt;part1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/X0gCOLWyjKo"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/X0gCOLWyjKo" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;part2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/n_muKgiwxE0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/n_muKgiwxE0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;part3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UNkImGdfAGQ"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UNkImGdfAGQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;抄文︰&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;「IDAHO 2007 專輯」(二) 陳文慧: 為何IDAHO不是Gay pride?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;為何IDAHO不是Gay pride?&lt;br /&gt;陳文慧 (香港女同盟會代表、國際不再恐同日香港區遊行籌委之一)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;某一天接到三藩市一位同志朋友寄來一份當地亞裔男同志刊物(Lavender Godzilla)，2006年刊載了一篇評論文章（註一），提及香港於前兩年舉辦IDAHO（國際不再恐同日遊行）。文中比較多個亞洲城市後，表示香港是最糟糕的。因為香港搞手根本唔夠膽搞Gay pride（同志驕傲日），竟然搞出一個名為IDAHO的悲慘活動，實在成為亞洲城市中的一個笑話!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;對於這篇評論，我唯一同意的是，IDAHO的確是一項悲慘活動。回想2005年四月，面對由維護家庭聯盟發起之反對「性傾向歧視條例」登報聯署聲明（註二），9800個人及374個團體聯署於明報四版全版廣告上，掀起對性小眾的仇恨，帶領社會對其進一步病態化及邊緣化。我在一次同志聯席的會議上提出在港舉辦國際不再恐同日的可行性，同志團體與人權組織攜手以兩星期時間促成第一屆IDAHO遊行。05年的主題正是「化恐懼為關愛」，呼籲參加者關注社會上對不同性傾向及性別認同人士的恐懼及歧視，為愛而行。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我說IDAHO壓根兒不是快樂的活動，皆因它起源於紀念1990年5月17日，世界衛生組織 (WHO) 將「同性戀」從精神病名冊中除名，05年首次由Louis-George Tin先生倡議，並得到國際同性戀組織ILGA (International Lesbian and Gay Association) 支持。首年得到四十多個國家及地區響應，每年漸次遞增。屈指細數，參與的地區多是（性小眾）人權紀錄較差的國家，包括可因為同性性行為被判死刑的伊朗；可被判10年徒刑的尼日利亞、牙買加、蓋亞那(Guyana)、斯里蘭卡；同性行為屬非法的黎巴嫩等。香港連續三年成為主辦地區之一，對於同性戀者、雙性戀者、變性、易服及支持同志平權人士的人權評級，大概並不高到哪裡去。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;十年回歸一場空&lt;br /&gt;自1991 年男同性性行為非刑事化後，再數有關法制上對於性傾向平權的改革，大概是05年香港高等法院裁定，禁止16-21歲男子同性肛交的法例違反《人權法》。 05年由民政事務局再次提出立法可能性的《性傾向歧視法》，爭辯不休。該局於同年進行有關「市民對同性戀者看法的意見調查」，問問市民覺得同志有沒有受歧視，而非了解同志有否受歧視，方向上已經搞笑。隨著該局秘書長突然掉職，立法一事從此不了了之。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有關家庭暴力條例的修訂亦相當悲慘。面對五個同志團體公布33%的同性伴侶曾發生不同程度的家庭暴力問題，立法會福利事務委員會仍然冷冷的表示（註三)，「香港司法不承認同性婚姻」，理由與部份有宗教背景的前線家暴社福機構拒絕支持將家暴條例修訂擴闊至同性伴侶一樣，將伴侶間的暴力與同性婚姻混為一談，漠視血淋淋的事實。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;自98 年由民政事務局推出的平等機會(性傾向)資助計劃每年批出近50萬撥款，看似優厚，實則為政府所謂推動平等的工作作潤飾。2000年該局竟然撥款給明光社印製「同性戀的真相」單張，提及同性戀是由於幼年被同性父母疏忽或虐待所致，強調同性戀者患上愛滋病及直腸癌的比率較高等歧視性言論。綜觀民政局推行近九年的性傾向平等公眾教育，態度曖昧。近日讓性小眾團體與政府交流意見的「性小眾論壇」會議中，竟然准許「善長」進行改變性傾向治療的「新造的人」加入，倒退得令人震驚。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;近日，曾蔭權政府改組執位，人權事務由原來的民政事務局管轄，改為政制及內地事務局接手。相信制定歧視法的命運有如普選落入無底深潭，種族歧視即使立法在即，也不知是否能在立法期內安然立法。種種基於法制上的制度化歧視，深入政府皮膚底層，生於香港的非異性戀者，根本得不到任何保障。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;同運與公民社會&lt;br /&gt;有別於八十年代的同性戀解放運動，當年集中於同性戀者為自己爭取權益。我在參與近年的同志運動中，更強調與公民社會的連結合作、容納性多元族群、與及爭取社會公義與人權。制度化的歧視唯有透過制度內的改革，始能實現平等。因此07年的國際不再恐同日香港區遊行，主題為「立法要同步，教育有出路」，遊行路線延長數倍，由銅鑼灣東角道出發步行至立法會前的遮打道行人專用區。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;剛於5月8日完結的ILGA非洲區會議上，公布了2007年仍有不少於 85個聯合國成員國，國內對同性性行為判為犯法甚至死刑，此舉無疑扶助文化上及制度內的歧視加劇。相對於其他主辦IDAHO的地區，舉辦公開活動有可能已經犯法；又或如俄羅斯去年舉辦IDAHO遊行，結果被數百防暴警察追捕及摳打。香港「有幸」以遊行及公眾集會形式舉辦IDAHO，數百同志及支持性傾向平權的朋友以真面目參與（這個年代，公開支持同志平權也能成為被打壓的對象），我看見的是最有勇氣的表現，統統在所有舉辦IDAHO活動的地區中表現出來。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;鏗鏘集 - 同志戀人&lt;br /&gt;part1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8oam8ADbeOU"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8oam8ADbeOU" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="400" 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28823875-4573097058481611960?l=ourtimehascome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourtimehascome.blogspot.com/feeds/4573097058481611960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28823875&amp;postID=4573097058481611960&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28823875/posts/default/4573097058481611960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28823875/posts/default/4573097058481611960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourtimehascome.blogspot.com/2007/05/society-for-truth-and-light.html' title='The Society For Truth And Light ???'/><author><name>cha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04237598892979209760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28823875.post-3017214297580593434</id><published>2007-05-20T17:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-26T11:40:22.399+08:00</updated><title type='text'>concert of cheer chan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Sk3wZtzE4lM/RlA1HeR6L4I/AAAAAAAAACU/ZGnNzmnZKtg/s1600-h/cheerchan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Sk3wZtzE4lM/RlA1HeR6L4I/AAAAAAAAACU/ZGnNzmnZKtg/s400/cheerchan.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066607983295344514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've just missed her live@hk polytechnic university, poor me =[&lt;br /&gt;anyway. this boxset is the moment of relief.&lt;br /&gt;i really need your voice to soothe me down right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheer chan 2006 concert live(2CD+DVD)&lt;br /&gt;陳綺貞－花的姿態經典實錄&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tracklisting:&lt;br /&gt;CD1  &lt;br /&gt;01. 腐朽&lt;br /&gt;02. 躺在你的衣櫃&lt;br /&gt;03. 華麗的冒險&lt;br /&gt;04. 花的姿態&lt;br /&gt;05. 告訴我&lt;br /&gt;06. 我的驕傲無可救藥&lt;br /&gt;07. 我親愛的偏執狂&lt;br /&gt;08. 靈感&lt;br /&gt;09. 小步舞曲&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CD2  &lt;br /&gt;01. 女明星&lt;br /&gt;02. 吉他手&lt;br /&gt;03. 1234567&lt;br /&gt;04. 讓我想一想&lt;br /&gt;05. 還是會寂寞&lt;br /&gt;06. 旅行的意義&lt;br /&gt;07. after 17&lt;br /&gt;08. 80%完美的日子&lt;br /&gt;09. 太聰明  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DVD&lt;br /&gt;演唱會全紀錄+幕後花絮&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28823875-3017214297580593434?l=ourtimehascome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourtimehascome.blogspot.com/feeds/3017214297580593434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28823875&amp;postID=3017214297580593434&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28823875/posts/default/3017214297580593434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28823875/posts/default/3017214297580593434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourtimehascome.blogspot.com/2007/05/concert-of-cheer-chan_20.html' title='concert of cheer chan'/><author><name>cha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04237598892979209760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Sk3wZtzE4lM/RlA1HeR6L4I/AAAAAAAAACU/ZGnNzmnZKtg/s72-c/cheerchan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28823875.post-6773467420715062190</id><published>2007-05-17T03:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-05T12:59:20.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>anatomy of a marriage</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Sk3wZtzE4lM/RktpE-R6LzI/AAAAAAAAABk/aRFNiIl09LA/s1600-h/scenes+from+a+marrage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Sk3wZtzE4lM/RktpE-R6LzI/AAAAAAAAABk/aRFNiIl09LA/s400/scenes+from+a+marrage.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065257740066762546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;scenes from a marriage [1973]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;director: ingmar bergman&lt;br /&gt;writer: ingmar bergman&lt;br /&gt;cast: liv ullmann, erland josephson&lt;br /&gt;country: sweden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="dropcap"&gt;d&lt;/span&gt;oes it sound familiar? watching over three hours of continuous dialogue by just two characters intensely, for one second i'm just wondering some scenes are depicted by my own experiences. okay, admit it. i've suffered from gamophobia since i was a teenager. how could a couple are stuck in the same house everyday so routine and boring and quarrel even they love each other /or they love tormenting each other, i doubt it. why don't choose living apart together as an alternative choice? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if "before sunrise/ sunset" is all about romance and fantasy, "scenes from a marriage" is definitely about the truth and reality in quite a pessimistic way. ingmar bergman has been married at least five times. the first four ended in divorce and the fifth marriage lasted for 24 years until his wife died of stomach cancer. bergman wrote the screenplay and directed "scenes from a marriage" in 1973 while he was in his last marriage. he was inspired and put all the shadow from his previous marriage failure to this film. so, what do u expect for? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;johan and marianne have been married for ten years. they are middle-class, educated. they have two daughters and love each other very much and seem to have a solid marriage. everything's on the right track. one day johan runs away with another woman and their marriage begins to fall apart. we see a couple going through in and out relationship with all love, hatred, anger, jealousy, despair, pain, happiness and sadness over 15 years. unlike the other of bergman's work, it's probably the easiest film to watch. there are no such philosophical metaphor or deeply symbolism in this film. but it's a thrilling journey of marriage. i guess relationship is too complicated for me to fully understand. this exhausted, devastated and breathless feeling still remains in my heart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;my pursuit of happyness:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;having dim sum for breakfast&lt;br /&gt;listening lookaftering by vashti bunyan&lt;br /&gt;unskilled guitar playing of mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's a lovely sunday morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. i gotta go&lt;br /&gt;family gathering today.&lt;br /&gt;hohoho happy mother's day =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;updated: after having dinner in shek kong, we go to kam tin red brick house which was rebuilt from a candle factory. it feels like a flea market in japan. selling some vintage stuff, furniture, red wine, flowers, candles etc... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back home&lt;br /&gt;cont my looooooooongtiiiiiiiiiiiime reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Sk3wZtzE4lM/RkcoOj6IlxI/AAAAAAAAABM/kWScFuiI8K4/s1600-h/reading.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; 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