<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15300040</id><updated>2011-05-25T02:25:23.185-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Pumpkin Head</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachiepunchie.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15300040/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachiepunchie.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Rachie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996992922076361652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>21</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15300040.post-4612536137992088214</id><published>2008-09-23T11:54:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T11:58:51.565-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Surgery</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow will be my mom's surgery, she is not allow to eat today, so we went out last night, had a lovely dinner. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will call the hospital to find out the surgery time at 3pm today.  Want to buy a portable DVD player, so my parents can watch chinese movie/soap opera during the hospital stay. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everything will go smoothly and perfectly.  Hope it won't be too painful, I don't want my mom to suffer.  God, if you really exist, please, please, listen to our prayers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15300040-4612536137992088214?l=rachiepunchie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachiepunchie.blogspot.com/feeds/4612536137992088214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15300040&amp;postID=4612536137992088214&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15300040/posts/default/4612536137992088214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15300040/posts/default/4612536137992088214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachiepunchie.blogspot.com/2008/09/surgery.html' title='Surgery'/><author><name>Rachie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996992922076361652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15300040.post-9113367130230314808</id><published>2008-09-22T10:29:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T12:04:02.232-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer 08</title><content type='html'>The last summer, was not a very enjoyable one. It wasn't hot at all, it rained almost every weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In June, my dad was in and out of the hospital and clinlic, because of the kidney stones. In July, we discovered that my mom had colon cancer. In Aug, my mom's most respectful brother passed away. Along with other minor but dealable bad news, this summer, is not very kind to us. But we are still staying strong, we are not crushed at all, we are all optimistic. Especialy my mom, I admire her, her spirit is still hanging high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it's Fall, my mom is going to have a surgery to remove part of her colon and lymph nodes this Wed. It's a big operation, she will be in the hospital for 7-10 days, if everything goes smoothly and perfectly, she is expected to recover from this surgery in 2-3 months. If there is no cancer cell in the lymph nodes, it will be great, that's what we all hope for. If there is (knock on wood), then she will need chemotherapy. God bless her, if there is one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am grateful that I have a support system. It's not big, but I am grateful. My boyfriend, my ex-bf (who is like a real brother to me now), and my best friend Karen and her family. They all have been good and helpful to us. I kinda expected that Jon and Jim would help me, and they did. But Karen, she doesn't have to, but she volunteered to help me to take my parents to the clinlic and hospital for 4 times to do the translation, so I didnt have to take more days off from work. I can't say thanks enough to show how grateful I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also Febbie, who actually went to visit her mom's doctor to get consultation for me. Big C and Eva who gave me valuable advise. Jon's mom, Jon's brothers and sister-in-law, who arranged the doctor appointments for us, so we dont have to wait so long , and everyone else, who came visit us, pray for us, and sent their warm wishes. Thank you all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15300040-9113367130230314808?l=rachiepunchie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachiepunchie.blogspot.com/feeds/9113367130230314808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15300040&amp;postID=9113367130230314808&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15300040/posts/default/9113367130230314808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15300040/posts/default/9113367130230314808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachiepunchie.blogspot.com/2008/09/horrible.html' title='Summer 08'/><author><name>Rachie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996992922076361652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15300040.post-116984728127700939</id><published>2007-01-26T15:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T15:39:37.846-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Procrastination</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Sometimes ago, on the news, some doctors claimed that procrastination is considered a chronic disease. I am pretty sure I have this disease then. From now on, I can stop telling ppls that I am lazy. I am sick, I am a victim myself too..... That's why it's so hard for me to get things done. Poor Rachie ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But truthfully, I do hate myself being so not productive though...I dont know how ppls can just start working hard on something right away...it takes me twice the effort to get started and I always need a push from some outside force. Even it is something that I like to do/work. But one thing not too bad about me is once I get started, I could work really hard, and try to make it the best. (Still try to justify... ;p).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15300040-116984728127700939?l=rachiepunchie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachiepunchie.blogspot.com/feeds/116984728127700939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15300040&amp;postID=116984728127700939&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15300040/posts/default/116984728127700939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15300040/posts/default/116984728127700939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachiepunchie.blogspot.com/2007/01/procrastination.html' title='Procrastination'/><author><name>Rachie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996992922076361652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15300040.post-116216228833497803</id><published>2006-10-29T16:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T17:33:27.836-06:00</updated><title type='text'>有山有水有樹</title><content type='html'>I watched a movie called "&lt;a href="http://www2.foxsearchlight.com/littlemisssunshine/"&gt;Little Miss Sunshine&lt;/a&gt;" this Friday. It's a comedy, but not a main stream movie, low budget I guess. I love that it is funny, clever and very human too. There are a few plots which are quite depressing, but you wouldn't be sad for more than a few mins. There are always an extremely clever joke cracked out in the worst situation. I think it is the humanities in the movie that made me like Little Miss Sunshine that much. Two thumbs up, from movie critic Rachel Yu. ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I came across this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;記者問小鳳姐點解要劉華唱“一起走過的日子”, 佢居然朗讀一次o個隻歌其中一句歌詞話好有意思, 但就變o左: “有你有我有情…有山有水有樹 (原著應該係有生有死有義)”&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;???…oh! 小鳳姐, 你自已作o架?! 幾有趣喎!&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;---article from:&lt;a href="http://hejnom.blogspot.com"&gt;http://hejnom.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cracked me up, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is another documentary movie I watched recently, it's &lt;a href="http://www.sonyclassics.com/whokilledtheelectriccar/"&gt;"Who kill the electric car?"&lt;/a&gt;. It's sort of like "Fahrenheit 911". Revealing the horrible things that the US government and some high power companies had done. Watching movies like that made my heart race, I got angry. How can they always get away with what they have done???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate the US government and those evil gigantic companies. But I guess every government has its dark side. And ppls who got to the top/who want to stay at the top, they must have done some evil at times, in some degrees at least. Sometimes it really is, knowing too much information will drive you nut.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15300040-116216228833497803?l=rachiepunchie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachiepunchie.blogspot.com/feeds/116216228833497803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15300040&amp;postID=116216228833497803&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15300040/posts/default/116216228833497803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15300040/posts/default/116216228833497803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachiepunchie.blogspot.com/2006/10/blog-post.html' title='有山有水有樹'/><author><name>Rachie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996992922076361652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15300040.post-116215929835267476</id><published>2006-10-29T15:06:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T16:15:21.663-06:00</updated><title type='text'>HK 2006</title><content type='html'>我記起關於您的事, 您自己也不記起。您記起關於我的事, 我自己也不記起。&lt;br /&gt;Although we grew apart, I am glad that I met you, when we were silly and navie (you probably still are silly+navie, hoho).  Nice to see you all again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1858/1412/1600/P1000030a.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1858/1412/1600/P1000008a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1858/1412/200/P1000008a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1858/1412/1600/P1000025a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1858/1412/200/P1000025a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1858/1412/1600/d9b1scd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1858/1412/200/d9b1scd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1858/1412/1600/P1000010a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1858/1412/200/P1000010a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1858/1412/1600/P1000028a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1858/1412/200/P1000028a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15300040-116215929835267476?l=rachiepunchie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachiepunchie.blogspot.com/feeds/116215929835267476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15300040&amp;postID=116215929835267476&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15300040/posts/default/116215929835267476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15300040/posts/default/116215929835267476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachiepunchie.blogspot.com/2006/10/hk-2006.html' title='HK 2006'/><author><name>Rachie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996992922076361652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15300040.post-115505014928463166</id><published>2006-08-08T08:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T09:58:54.500-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes, gorgeous men please.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Belong in Rome&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.yournewromance.com/whatcitydoyoubelonginquiz/rome.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;You're a big city girl with a small town heart&lt;br /&gt;Which is why you're attracted to the romance of Rome&lt;br /&gt;Strolling down picture perfect streets, cappuccino in hand&lt;br /&gt;And gorgeous Italian men - could life get any better?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Exactly where I want to travel next. If I can afford it ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Should Date An Italian!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.yournewromance.com/whichforeignguyshouldyoudatequiz/italy.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;You love for old fashioned romance, with an old fashioned guy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An Italian guy is the perfect candidate to be your prince charming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If your head doesn't spin enough, just down another espresso with him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Invest in a motorcycle helmet - and some carb blocker for all that pasta!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ynr.blogthings.com/whichforeignguyshouldyoudatequiz/"&gt;Which Foreign Guy Should You Date?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15300040-115505014928463166?l=rachiepunchie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachiepunchie.blogspot.com/feeds/115505014928463166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15300040&amp;postID=115505014928463166&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15300040/posts/default/115505014928463166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15300040/posts/default/115505014928463166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachiepunchie.blogspot.com/2006/08/yes-gorgeous-men-please.html' title='Yes, gorgeous men please.'/><author><name>Rachie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996992922076361652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15300040.post-115258792699916461</id><published>2006-07-10T21:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T21:19:23.380-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Help Help Help</title><content type='html'>Help. Changed the template and lost all the links to your blogs...&lt;br /&gt;Help. How can I get to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rachie ;p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15300040-115258792699916461?l=rachiepunchie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachiepunchie.blogspot.com/feeds/115258792699916461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15300040&amp;postID=115258792699916461&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15300040/posts/default/115258792699916461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15300040/posts/default/115258792699916461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachiepunchie.blogspot.com/2006/07/help-help-help.html' title='Help Help Help'/><author><name>Rachie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996992922076361652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15300040.post-115258395631958914</id><published>2006-07-10T19:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T22:03:10.603-06:00</updated><title type='text'>這個世界沒有清者自清的。</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;It is so pathetic that we have to defend something that we didn't commit. Just because of your words. Just because of your harmful words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no fairness whatsoever. Who has the guts to make up stories, who wears a bigger mask, who wins. Who are the real demon? Who pretend to be angles?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really want to hate you, if I could, I would take it easier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;這個世界沒有清者自清的。但除了有你在造謠﹐我們的生活很幸福。&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;It's true. I am truly happy, grateful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15300040-115258395631958914?l=rachiepunchie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachiepunchie.blogspot.com/feeds/115258395631958914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15300040&amp;postID=115258395631958914&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15300040/posts/default/115258395631958914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15300040/posts/default/115258395631958914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachiepunchie.blogspot.com/2006/07/blog-post.html' title='這個世界沒有清者自清的。'/><author><name>Rachie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996992922076361652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15300040.post-114011478699414625</id><published>2006-02-16T12:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T14:47:41.813-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Because of you</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1858/1412/1600/cat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1858/1412/200/cat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello, I am Fan Fan.  Meow :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15300040-114011478699414625?l=rachiepunchie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachiepunchie.blogspot.com/feeds/114011478699414625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15300040&amp;postID=114011478699414625&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15300040/posts/default/114011478699414625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15300040/posts/default/114011478699414625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachiepunchie.blogspot.com/2006/02/because-of-you.html' title='Because of you'/><author><name>Rachie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996992922076361652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15300040.post-113921182913589063</id><published>2006-02-06T00:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-06T04:08:03.936-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Prison Break</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1858/1412/1600/wentworthmiller.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I quitted my job a week ago. My contract ended, and I didn't sign another one with my employer. I didn't hate my job, sometimes I even enjoyed the work and challenges I faced there, I like some of my fellow peers and I loved being titled "creative director" (haha, I know, I am very shallow) . However, "nothing is perfect" applied to my job too, and it's more than not perfect. I guess the decision was ok, at least I felt relief rather than desperate after I left. I think I've been patient enough with the company, 've scarified my lifetstyle for a period of time, 've spoken out my concerns; but sometimes there are just too much mould on the cheese that you have to discard the whole thing. I was always pissed off, cranky, and had no time to do anything else during weekdays at all. I couldn't foresee how things are gonna be changed or get done in the near future, and I am not in a position that I could sacarify another portion of my life for this company. So here I am, taking a sweet time to share my story with you. :) This would be a nice break to have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1858/1412/200/wentworthmiller.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;O, has anyone watched &lt;a href="http://www.fox.com/prisonbreak/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Prison Break&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ? The first time I watched it, I was hooked. We watched the entire season 1 at once. Brilliant script and magnificent cast!! Michael (Wentworth Miller)? He is the &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;cutest guy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ever!! This cutie is a tragic hero in Prision Break, he rarely smiles, but when he does, haha, I have the urge to kiss him!! keekeekee, ya, I am feeling no shame ;p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15300040-113921182913589063?l=rachiepunchie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachiepunchie.blogspot.com/feeds/113921182913589063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15300040&amp;postID=113921182913589063&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15300040/posts/default/113921182913589063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15300040/posts/default/113921182913589063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachiepunchie.blogspot.com/2006/02/prison-break.html' title='Prison Break'/><author><name>Rachie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996992922076361652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15300040.post-113920729462297937</id><published>2006-02-05T22:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-23T15:47:57.710-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Fish</title><content type='html'>I think it was last week, the tv news showed a footage of a giant octopus somewhere in Vancouver, the octopus was about 45kg, heavier than me (of course, hoho). It was attacking a remote submarine. I wonder how do squid, octopus, and whale grow to that enormous size? Some whales are as big as 15meters (like longer than 2 buses together), and some giant squids are as long as 18 meters. How much do they eat everyday? How many of fish will be consume every meal?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yesterday, I mentioned this interesting story. At night, spoiled Jon had a dream of us on a canoe, we paddled together, he was sitting at the front, I was sitting at the back. While we were travelling on a shallow river, we encountered a huge huge fish. (funny that a giant fish lives in shallow water, interesting habitat, eh?) So we paddled really fast to get away from it; while he thought we ecasped, he turned back, there the giant fish lying on the boat, and his small Chinese girl was already swallowed by it. Both the fish and the girl seemed dead, he tried to lift up the fish in his dream; in real life, his hands reached me, then he woked up, and he woked me up too. He was glad that I was still alive, he held me tight and gave me a kiss. Without knowing what happened, I thought he got cold, and wanted to steal some human warmth from me. This morning, he made a super loud fart that woke me up and made my heart raced, if I was not too lazy, I could have yelled at him already. He told me his big fish dream this morning, I thought it was sweet that he held me and kissed me, but then I asked, "&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How come the fish ate me, not you???&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;" he answered with satisfaction on his face, " coz I was sitting at the front, so I was safe". Looked like he really wanted me to attack him, and he got it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15300040-113920729462297937?l=rachiepunchie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachiepunchie.blogspot.com/feeds/113920729462297937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15300040&amp;postID=113920729462297937&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15300040/posts/default/113920729462297937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15300040/posts/default/113920729462297937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachiepunchie.blogspot.com/2006/02/big-fish.html' title='Big Fish'/><author><name>Rachie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996992922076361652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15300040.post-113881991451708313</id><published>2006-02-01T12:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-01T13:00:22.080-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A million ways to be cruel</title><content type='html'>Hilarious choreography. I want to gather with a few friends and make a fool out of ourselves too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;video&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;a href="http://www.transbuddha.com/mediaHolder.php?id=595"&gt;http://www.transbuddha.com/mediaHolder.php?id=595&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;who they are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;a href="http://www.okgo.net/news.aspx"&gt;http://www.okgo.net/news.aspx&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Kung Hei Fat Choi!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15300040-113881991451708313?l=rachiepunchie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachiepunchie.blogspot.com/feeds/113881991451708313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15300040&amp;postID=113881991451708313&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15300040/posts/default/113881991451708313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15300040/posts/default/113881991451708313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachiepunchie.blogspot.com/2006/02/million-ways-to-be-cruel.html' title='A million ways to be cruel'/><author><name>Rachie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996992922076361652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15300040.post-112753780498917888</id><published>2005-09-23T22:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T20:33:31.390-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Penguin's live</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Last month, I said I would post the link of the article that touched me, I know it's a bit late, but here it is ;) Let's be kind and patient with kids. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bamboo.myweb.hinet.net/n/20031031.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;http://bamboo.myweb.hinet.net/n/20031031.htm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Spoiler alert:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I watched &lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;March of the Penguin&lt;/span&gt; recently. It's like a discovery channel kind of movie, it's about the habitat of Emperor penguin. With my limited knowledge of nature, I don't know there are other animals that have tougher lives than they do. Those poor guys...they are so cute!! I always think if there is God, why would he have to make their life so difficult...and why horrible things would happened to innocents all over the world? I really don't get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week we went to Wonderland ( amusement park) with Blair and Emma. It was super fun, We went on all the crazy rides in the park. It was super fun, but at the end of the day, I came home with one big swelling eye brow (and it became a huge black eye the next day...), coz I got hurt in one of those crazy rides. Like what we were always told as a kid, "too much fun would lead to something tragic" (Chinese: "Lock" "gig" " sun" "bay") :...(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1858/1412/1600/flower9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1858/1412/200/flower7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1858/1412/1600/flower8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1858/1412/200/nice%20sky6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1858/1412/1600/crazy%20swing6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1858/1412/200/crazy%20swing4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1858/1412/1600/jon6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1858/1412/200/jon4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1858/1412/1600/me6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1858/1412/200/me4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I will have a garage sale, putting eveything that I don't want out on my driveway for sale. If my neighbors walk by and they like something, then they can buy it. I am pretty excited about it. Not long ago, I discovered a wholesale place that sells rhinestone earrings, bracelets those kind of asscoraries. They just look divine, yet cheap. A business idea came up in my thought. Then I invested about $120CAD (not really that much, like $800HKD, I just want to test it out) on them, bought some pretty jewerllery boxes. I am gonna sell them tomorrow during the garage sale. I dont know if it will work in a garage sale, but I will still try, hee. If ppls likes it, maybe I will start aution them on ebay or yahoo. hee, eventually, I will become a rich little woman, haha. ;p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15300040-112753780498917888?l=rachiepunchie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachiepunchie.blogspot.com/feeds/112753780498917888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15300040&amp;postID=112753780498917888&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15300040/posts/default/112753780498917888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15300040/posts/default/112753780498917888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachiepunchie.blogspot.com/2005/09/penguins-live.html' title='Penguin&apos;s live'/><author><name>Rachie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996992922076361652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15300040.post-112649778625548477</id><published>2005-09-11T21:32:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-09-12T10:42:32.733-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Cirque Du Soleil</title><content type='html'>Thanks to Jon's dad, I have seen some really great shows this summer. &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blueman.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Blue Man Group&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cirquedusoleil.com"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Cirque Du Soleil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt; are the best two shows I've ever seen so far (hopefully, more to come in the near future, heehee). &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The Blue Man Group&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; was a very innovative show, interactive and fun experience, lots of surprises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Wed, we went to the &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Cirque du Soleil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. Almost everytime when they come to a city, they introduce a new theme. This time, our show is called &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Corteo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I felt in love with it. I kept thinking about how much thought the whole circus crew have put into the show, it's amazingly creative. I love the stage design, I love the costumes and I love the characters, everything is so detailed and articulated, glazed with a layer of Romanticism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jon didn't really appreciate the artistic &amp; theatrical aspects that much, he wished there was more focus on the acrobat stuff. (You can't trust his taste, coz he is a little bit color blind ;p Plus this was his 6th visit to the &lt;em&gt;Cirque&lt;/em&gt;...he likes their previous ones better ) I think it is not the most perfect performance, but I love it. I admire the effort they have put into it; this artistic circus shows imaginations and skills. Bravo &amp; Bravo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I just found out they have a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;video clip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; of the show on their website. You have to see this, coz my words don't do the justice, hee. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cirquedusoleil.com/CirqueDuSoleil/en/showstickets/corteo/clip/clip.htm?v=36CF3200E7AE477D86B53E4C0693A85EMH"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;click here&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O, o, and they are playing in &lt;a href="http://www.cirquedusoleil.com/CirqueDuSoleil/en/showstickets/quidam/Ticketsgeneral/hongkong.htm"&gt;HK in Nov&lt;/a&gt; too, different theme and different crew tho, but it's really worth to go seeing it! Highly recommended, 5 stars out of 5*. ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1858/1412/1600/circus3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1858/1412/320/circus3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1858/1412/1600/stage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1858/1412/320/stage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15300040-112649778625548477?l=rachiepunchie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachiepunchie.blogspot.com/feeds/112649778625548477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15300040&amp;postID=112649778625548477&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15300040/posts/default/112649778625548477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15300040/posts/default/112649778625548477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachiepunchie.blogspot.com/2005/09/cirque-du-soleil.html' title='Cirque Du Soleil'/><author><name>Rachie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996992922076361652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15300040.post-112598761877323794</id><published>2005-09-05T23:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T21:08:38.516-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Sensitive Self</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15300040-112598761877323794?l=rachiepunchie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachiepunchie.blogspot.com/feeds/112598761877323794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15300040&amp;postID=112598761877323794&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15300040/posts/default/112598761877323794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15300040/posts/default/112598761877323794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachiepunchie.blogspot.com/2005/09/my-sensitive-self.html' title='My Sensitive Self'/><author><name>Rachie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996992922076361652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15300040.post-112538472927353404</id><published>2005-08-30T00:47:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-09-02T10:07:29.213-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Splendid Wedding</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;This was a delightful day. &lt;em&gt;Congratulations to &lt;strong&gt;Chris &amp; Gill&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, hope they have many happy years to come. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cheers&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1858/1412/1600/wedding-tent2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1858/1412/1600/wedding-ready2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1858/1412/320/wedding-ready2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1858/1412/1600/wedding-tent2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1858/1412/320/wedding-tent2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1858/1412/1600/wedding-table2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1858/1412/320/wedding-table2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1858/1412/1600/wedding-night3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1858/1412/320/wedding-night3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1858/1412/1600/wedding-night2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1858/1412/1600/wedding-table1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1858/1412/1600/wedding-night1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15300040-112538472927353404?l=rachiepunchie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachiepunchie.blogspot.com/feeds/112538472927353404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15300040&amp;postID=112538472927353404&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15300040/posts/default/112538472927353404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15300040/posts/default/112538472927353404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachiepunchie.blogspot.com/2005/08/splendid-wedding.html' title='A Splendid Wedding'/><author><name>Rachie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996992922076361652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15300040.post-112495152468482172</id><published>2005-08-25T00:07:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-08-29T16:20:18.283-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Manicure &amp; Pedicure</title><content type='html'>This is my &lt;strong&gt;1st manicure and pedicure&lt;/strong&gt; ever, and the experience? If you care, haha, &lt;a href="http://family.xxvii.net/weblog"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;read here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (titled &lt;strong&gt;Bad Mama&lt;/strong&gt;). By the way, if you dont know, my name is Rachel ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I went to visit Selena and her new born, Istra, again. Istra is super adorable!! So soft and tiny, her skin is silky smooth. o...I love her, she is so cute that I want to put her arms and feet in my mouth, haha. Istra is only 12lbs, but my arms still got tired after holding her for a while. Istra has blue eyes and dark hair, but apparently, Selena told me that babies' eye &amp; hair color will change as they grow older. Selena's hunsband had dark hair when he was a baby, but then it turned to white blonde when he was 2, and he is still a blondie now. Also, Jessica told me that she got blue eyes when she was a baby, but now she has brown eyes...isn't that weird?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1858/1412/1600/istra-first-smile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1858/1412/320/istra-first-smile.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to Chris's (Jon's friend) wedding this Sat, that's why I wanted to have my nails done. This will be the &lt;strong&gt;1st wedding&lt;/strong&gt; I will ever attend too, and I am worried that it will be an unpleasant expereince (too).....coz Jon and I cannot go there together, and we will not eat in the same table. Since Jon is the groom's best man, according to their tradition, Jon has to sleep at the groom's house the night before, and he will have to eat in the family table too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wedding venue is a golf course which is about an hour away from Toronto. So, this is what will happen, Jon's friends will come pick me up, and the whole day, from 3pm to late night, I will be hanging around with them, if Jon is busy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still dont know which dress I am gonna wear! I have a black one and a yellow one, I bought them for the wedding. The black one, it's very cute, but heard that shouldn't wear black in weddings...the yellow dress is good but a bit plain and I will be the only yellow person who wears yellow there...hopefully, no one will notice this significant resemblance, haha. I am complaining about everything, have worries and anxiety, but I am still looking forward to having fun in the wedding tho. I will let you know how it goes ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15300040-112495152468482172?l=rachiepunchie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachiepunchie.blogspot.com/feeds/112495152468482172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15300040&amp;postID=112495152468482172&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15300040/posts/default/112495152468482172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15300040/posts/default/112495152468482172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachiepunchie.blogspot.com/2005/08/manicure-pedicure.html' title='Manicure &amp; Pedicure'/><author><name>Rachie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996992922076361652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15300040.post-112418044918511231</id><published>2005-08-16T02:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-08-23T15:00:27.656-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Bin Tai</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;This wacky silly video always cheers me up. I sent it to my friends, most of them think that is quite "Bin Tai"...&lt;br /&gt;here it is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ebaumsworld.com/yatta.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;http://www.ebaumsworld.com/yatta.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15300040-112418044918511231?l=rachiepunchie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachiepunchie.blogspot.com/feeds/112418044918511231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15300040&amp;postID=112418044918511231&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15300040/posts/default/112418044918511231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15300040/posts/default/112418044918511231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachiepunchie.blogspot.com/2005/08/bin-tai.html' title='Bin Tai'/><author><name>Rachie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996992922076361652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15300040.post-112417440062657800</id><published>2005-08-16T00:07:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-08-23T15:03:36.436-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Tough Shit</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;We have been watching 6 Feet Under from &lt;a href="http://www.hbo.com/sixfeetunder/episode/?ntrack_para1=feat_main_title"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;HBO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;, we've finsihed the entire season 1-5, one more episode to go, then the show will be over. I cannot belive that such a great show will really come to an end. Every episode is so well written, we feel like we have gone thru a lot with the Fischers already. We have more memories of the Fischers than our own...haha. The show always remind me of one thing, life is tough. (it's not really a depressing show, the show is great, trust me.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was younger, maybe even just few years back then, I used to think that the future is bright, I looked forward to it. As I grew older, I found out death was the default of life. To live, you have to keep feeding yourself, working hard, staying healthy. Happiness is not guaranteed, you have to work hard for it too, oh, even you work hard for it, you still might not get it tho. What is guaranteed? Death. You have to deal with your love ones' death and your own. I know that's what waiting for me in the future, and that is for sure too, isn't that scary? Sometimes, I think life sucks. Can't I just stop doing anything and be lazy? Why it is so hard to get anything to work?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People who really have a tough life will say to me: Tough shit, you should be gratefuly that you have this kind of time to write such a long boring blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I've spent quite some time with my mom's friend's kid many years ago, I lost tremendous interest in kids. And I thought, how could parents spoil kids like that...I would never spoil my kid if I was a parent. I even thought that kids could be very evil sometimes...haha, I know it's so horrible for me to think that. I read an article recently, basically it's saying life is tough for everyone, for kids too, they are struggling to grow up and to learn, so let's be less critical on kids and the parents, be patient with them. I think I didn't do this article a juctice, coz I was touched when I was reading it. Let me find the link, will post it here later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15300040-112417440062657800?l=rachiepunchie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachiepunchie.blogspot.com/feeds/112417440062657800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15300040&amp;postID=112417440062657800&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15300040/posts/default/112417440062657800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15300040/posts/default/112417440062657800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachiepunchie.blogspot.com/2005/08/tough-shit.html' title='Tough Shit'/><author><name>Rachie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996992922076361652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15300040.post-112417096228503661</id><published>2005-08-15T23:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-08-30T18:54:00.190-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Lock up the puppy dog</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;As I mentioned, Jon is a super spoiled kid, he is very fussy with food, he doesn't eat seafood at all, the only seafood he eats is tuna sandwich (which he eats like once a year), and it has to be the way his mom makes it. So tonight his mom showed me how she makes her tuna sandwich, it's easy but I keep saying that he is so spoiled, then I know I am spoiling him too. I should just make a regular fish dish and force him to eat it, why I have to learn how to make a sandwich the way his mom makes it?? errrr....because he is so manipulative, he always gives us his puppy face...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost verything I write is about Jon, it's like my whole world revolves around him....it's not entirely false ( I am such a loser...); I see him about 3 or 4 times a week excluding the weekends....and he is the person who makes me happy, so I talk about him all the time, haha. If anyone is reading this, I feel sorry for you too honey, it must be a bit sickening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If I managed to make you hate Jon successfully, you are my cat's new best friend&lt;/strong&gt;, coz she hates Jon too. There are some hissing and scratching going on in my house. Jon used to try to please my cat...but now he has given up the sucking up, he is actaully quite scared of FuFu now, haha...so whenever he comes over, I have to seperate them. either put my cat in the bathroom or lock Jon up in my computer room. I perfer the latter, at least Jon can use the computer when he is locked up. ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15300040-112417096228503661?l=rachiepunchie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachiepunchie.blogspot.com/feeds/112417096228503661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15300040&amp;postID=112417096228503661&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15300040/posts/default/112417096228503661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15300040/posts/default/112417096228503661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachiepunchie.blogspot.com/2005/08/lock-up-puppy-dog.html' title='Lock up the puppy dog'/><author><name>Rachie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996992922076361652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15300040.post-112370208979840233</id><published>2005-08-10T13:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-08-23T14:57:54.976-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Today, I had some good time, and some really bad time. I dont know if anyone will care enough to read about my stupid little life, but I am writting about it anyway. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Good time:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Driving lesson. My instructor made me laugh. He was about the same age as my father ( that's my guess, coz his son was my age). The words that he was using, you would only hear them on the black &amp; white, 60s' Hong Kong movies. That was so funny to actaully hear those words in real life, haha. The big contrast was that his name was Eddie, which I found quite trendy and youthful. Despite the age difference, we could actaully talk a lot. Eddie was a nosy guy, he asked me lots of personal questions, and told me lots of his other students' stories. I am sure he would tell my stories to them too, but it doesn't bug me tho, coz I know he is a genuine guy, and he is a piece of work, haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Din din with Jon &amp;amp; his mom. Jon acts extra like a kid when his mom and I are together. Jon is the youngest son, and of course, he is well spoiled. Most of the time, I feel like I have adopted a white kid with hairy arms and legs...&lt;br /&gt;We had bruschetta and grilled chicken Ceasar salad, it was perfect for a hot day like today. I didn't prepare the meal, kee, Jon and his mom did. Jon bbq-ed the chicken and his mom made the bruschetta and salad. But I am not useless, I helped out with the dishes, kee.&lt;br /&gt;Jon's stepdad, Tony, shares the same brithday with me, we celebrated it together last year. Tony is a sweet guy, he always helped out with the house &amp; garden work, always calls Jon's mom sweetie or honey, it's cute that they still cuddle while watching tv.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Jon's mom, Jane, is a great cook. She had a catering business, now she is retired. Jon inherited his parents' great looks. You can tell that she was gorgerous when she was young, I mean, she is still very pretty now. Jane is a perfectionist (Jon inherited that too...which is not a good thing to me, I am such a slob), her house is beautifully decorated and of course, spotless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;I feel like I have a family here now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bad Time/bedtime:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am nice to you, because I like you. I tolerate, because I have love to give. It is not fair that I am always not the one who gets to be cranky... Please try not to corrupt my spirit, it was a happy one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;I dont feel the urge to detail my horrible time of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am fine now. ;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;I hereby promise myself that I will not be lazy tmr, kee. 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