<?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-3126877323383792367</id><updated>2011-11-14T22:24:47.470+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Exploring the world and LOVING it..</title><subtitle type='html'>Life should be meaningful, exciting and dangerous..</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>robertccs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984865813979025614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/SucIG78yQEI/AAAAAAAAA0A/riwufXwaL8E/S220/DSC00542+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>376</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3126877323383792367.post-6033044444053175218</id><published>2011-11-14T00:24:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T00:27:09.865+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Final final!!</title><content type='html'>My final paper for these four years in two more days. I hope I will be able to graduate smoothly. Two more days of hardcore study and I will be free. What I do next will all be within my control. No more stress on how my studies will be.It has been a long time since I update my blog. Lots had happened during my break from blogging. First of all, I quit my job. Well, I have to redo my FYP. Other than that, nothing special I would say. Life has been lack of something. Well, it has been stagnant.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3126877323383792367-6033044444053175218?l=ryoushikun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/feeds/6033044444053175218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3126877323383792367&amp;postID=6033044444053175218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/6033044444053175218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/6033044444053175218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/2011/11/final-final.html' title='Final final!!'/><author><name>robertccs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984865813979025614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/SucIG78yQEI/AAAAAAAAA0A/riwufXwaL8E/S220/DSC00542+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3126877323383792367.post-5697571928650562667</id><published>2011-09-22T23:24:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T23:24:33.566+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Random</title><content type='html'>Screw this life.. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3126877323383792367-5697571928650562667?l=ryoushikun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/feeds/5697571928650562667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3126877323383792367&amp;postID=5697571928650562667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/5697571928650562667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/5697571928650562667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/2011/09/random.html' title='Random'/><author><name>robertccs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984865813979025614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/SucIG78yQEI/AAAAAAAAA0A/riwufXwaL8E/S220/DSC00542+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3126877323383792367.post-2455536610757496578</id><published>2011-07-15T00:53:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2011-07-15T00:53:21.236+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Bother</title><content type='html'>Watching an old drama. Right now. Don't want to bother about anything. another 3 more days of work and i will have an off day. Just looking forward to the off day and can't be bother. Tired or bored? Hope that I haven't fall into depression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just asked my friend bout when I am starting my class and she said 25th. Her comment was I was being too awesome to not even know. Deep down I hope that my life can be awesome. Nothing new. Nothing excited. No avhievement. Just stagnant. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life has been random with work. On call nearly 24/7 for work. That is the most I can do for them right now. Poor management causing so much trouble and in the end hoping for the best. If they can't improve their management. Then their business won;t lasst long. That is for sure. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I just can't be bother about anything. Let thing be. Things that are not in my control, I can only handle them that way. Never put my hope too high on it or it will disappoint me deeply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3126877323383792367-2455536610757496578?l=ryoushikun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/feeds/2455536610757496578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3126877323383792367&amp;postID=2455536610757496578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/2455536610757496578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/2455536610757496578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/2011/07/dont-bother.html' title='Don&apos;t Bother'/><author><name>robertccs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984865813979025614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/SucIG78yQEI/AAAAAAAAA0A/riwufXwaL8E/S220/DSC00542+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3126877323383792367.post-3875692995122851658</id><published>2011-07-05T00:34:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-07-05T00:34:19.318+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Stress!?</title><content type='html'>Work had been stressful. Since Thursday till Sunday. There is non stop of frustration during work that I have to deal with. Customers, staff, and tiredness. Complains from the customers, troubles from some of the staffs, demands from the boss. All these seem like craps until today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I manage to get half a day of in the morning. It has been quite a relaxing day thanks to Heather's arrangement. It was more like a set up for me today. I didn't know that there will be so many people for the lunch at a fine dining restaurant today. Who cares when you have great companions to enjoy great food together. Some laughter here and there and some catch up make my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today at work, small meeting with the manager and everything seem solved for the time being. All for the best of the restaurant I would say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reach home early tonight. Which is good in a way for I am able to clean my room. Got everything in place meaning I will have busier day ahead. I will have to buck up and start on my FYP. Cheong K session cancelled for a greater reason. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least things seem organised now. It takes time to cope with lots of changes and happenings. I will be bale to manage them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3126877323383792367-3875692995122851658?l=ryoushikun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/feeds/3875692995122851658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3126877323383792367&amp;postID=3875692995122851658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/3875692995122851658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/3875692995122851658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/2011/07/stress.html' title='Stress!?'/><author><name>robertccs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984865813979025614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/SucIG78yQEI/AAAAAAAAA0A/riwufXwaL8E/S220/DSC00542+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3126877323383792367.post-3475728016485992505</id><published>2011-07-01T14:44:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T14:44:51.472+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Excitement?</title><content type='html'>Maybe it is time for some random excitement. Things are not entirely in my control now. Till now I always have doubt bout myself. Am I really suited to be in a relationship? Suited or not? there are time when things are beyond our control. It is just me hate it when things are not in my control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feelings are not something that is easy to be controlled eh. Just hope that this time I will not hurt anyone just because I want to avoid hurting myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last two night, has been good. Just discovered a hidden bar. A bar should have the atmosphere where one come in will be able to isolate themselves from the outside world. A small cosy bar with no signboard. Just a semi heavy locked door with a small sign saying please call to unlock door. "New Gold Mountain" bar situated at Liverpool st. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inside the venue, a small bar I would say only can fit a bartender at a time. Sat down in front of the bar, I notice a few bottle of home made spirit and aromatics. In front of me is a young bartendress just arrived from UK 4 months ago. She is professional, I admire her for being able to capture what I wanted for my drink. The whole night would have been perfect if she had been able to make my Mojito correctly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cookie bar was alright last night with a new presence from Malaysia. Yi Wayn a friend from high school which we haven;t met for a long time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ArGH!! Boredom to death I would say. Am I? This kind of situation is calling for some excitement. Some adventure I would say. Away from everything. Hmm.. Maybe snow trip when I am having my break in two weeks time. A short trip will do. Or ask for some leave to travel to Adelaide again? Or!!! HOR TZE YEE! SKY DIVE LICENSE!!! I know you will read this. Or!! come here right now for SNOWBOARD!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3126877323383792367-3475728016485992505?l=ryoushikun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/feeds/3475728016485992505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3126877323383792367&amp;postID=3475728016485992505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/3475728016485992505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/3475728016485992505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/2011/07/excitement.html' title='Excitement?'/><author><name>robertccs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984865813979025614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/SucIG78yQEI/AAAAAAAAA0A/riwufXwaL8E/S220/DSC00542+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3126877323383792367.post-1478344918653180770</id><published>2011-06-10T07:15:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2011-06-10T07:15:18.565+10:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>Just a little bit tired and lost..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3126877323383792367-1478344918653180770?l=ryoushikun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/feeds/1478344918653180770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3126877323383792367&amp;postID=1478344918653180770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/1478344918653180770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/1478344918653180770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/2011/06/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>robertccs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984865813979025614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/SucIG78yQEI/AAAAAAAAA0A/riwufXwaL8E/S220/DSC00542+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3126877323383792367.post-3349463419037635345</id><published>2011-06-07T09:14:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T09:15:50.554+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Structure Advance Analysis</title><content type='html'>Finally, the first and the final paper for the semester. Preparation should be enough. It is time to kick some ass for the semester and start getting ready for the next.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3126877323383792367-3349463419037635345?l=ryoushikun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/feeds/3349463419037635345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3126877323383792367&amp;postID=3349463419037635345' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/3349463419037635345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/3349463419037635345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/2011/06/structure-advance-analysis.html' title='Structure Advance Analysis'/><author><name>robertccs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984865813979025614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/SucIG78yQEI/AAAAAAAAA0A/riwufXwaL8E/S220/DSC00542+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3126877323383792367.post-4162864705944221919</id><published>2011-06-06T02:20:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T09:15:28.026+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Sem 1, 1st paper, Year 4</title><content type='html'>The only paper that I will be facing for this semester is on Tuesday. I am a bit tensed lately. Got side tracked a lot. Due to work, and maybe a little bit of extra thing that came unexpectedly along the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am happy about it. Unexpected extra thing? Rephrase, "A good thing came by along the way and trailing along as well.".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first and final paper for the semester. Working hard for it right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3126877323383792367-4162864705944221919?l=ryoushikun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/feeds/4162864705944221919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3126877323383792367&amp;postID=4162864705944221919' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/4162864705944221919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/4162864705944221919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/2011/06/sem-1-1st-paper-year-4.html' title='Sem 1, 1st paper, Year 4'/><author><name>robertccs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984865813979025614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/SucIG78yQEI/AAAAAAAAA0A/riwufXwaL8E/S220/DSC00542+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3126877323383792367.post-3585770562902890620</id><published>2011-06-01T03:06:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T03:06:58.003+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Things</title><content type='html'>"Good things come to those who wait,". It might be true to a certain point..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3126877323383792367-3585770562902890620?l=ryoushikun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/feeds/3585770562902890620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3126877323383792367&amp;postID=3585770562902890620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/3585770562902890620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/3585770562902890620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/2011/06/good-things.html' title='Good Things'/><author><name>robertccs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984865813979025614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/SucIG78yQEI/AAAAAAAAA0A/riwufXwaL8E/S220/DSC00542+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3126877323383792367.post-7076611184447382418</id><published>2011-05-31T16:52:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T16:52:45.150+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Always On My Mind</title><content type='html'>Today was an awesome day. Woke up fresh from a 9 hours sleep. Can't blame me for enjoying that sleep. Total of not more than 12 hours of sleep for the past three nights nearly kill me. Gone to work right now and it is super boring. Not even a single customer right at freaking 2pm. Just me in front typing this blog entry here.&lt;br /&gt;Lately, i might have been a bit weird. There is this thing that is always on my mind. It was actually a particular person I would say. Woke up thinking about her randomly. Nah.. I am not going on with it anymore. Just lately she always on my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, walking out in the middle of movie is the first time I did it today. Hangover 2 officially sucks or I just do not have the mood to watch it. Screw it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3126877323383792367-7076611184447382418?l=ryoushikun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/feeds/7076611184447382418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3126877323383792367&amp;postID=7076611184447382418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/7076611184447382418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/7076611184447382418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/2011/05/always-on-my-mind.html' title='Always On My Mind'/><author><name>robertccs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984865813979025614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/SucIG78yQEI/AAAAAAAAA0A/riwufXwaL8E/S220/DSC00542+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3126877323383792367.post-7382202157808080924</id><published>2011-05-25T00:37:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T00:37:06.227+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Rewind</title><content type='html'>"I don't choose to rewind. I choose to go forward. Sometimes, fast forward."... The past had its chance. I have to give the future a chance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3126877323383792367-7382202157808080924?l=ryoushikun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/feeds/7382202157808080924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3126877323383792367&amp;postID=7382202157808080924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/7382202157808080924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/7382202157808080924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/2011/05/rewind.html' title='Rewind'/><author><name>robertccs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984865813979025614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/SucIG78yQEI/AAAAAAAAA0A/riwufXwaL8E/S220/DSC00542+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3126877323383792367.post-8067107656970056787</id><published>2011-05-18T00:11:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T00:11:53.091+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Future</title><content type='html'>"The future is scary, but you do not go back to the past because it seems familiar. It is a mistake."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3126877323383792367-8067107656970056787?l=ryoushikun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/feeds/8067107656970056787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3126877323383792367&amp;postID=8067107656970056787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/8067107656970056787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/8067107656970056787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/2011/05/future.html' title='Future'/><author><name>robertccs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984865813979025614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/SucIG78yQEI/AAAAAAAAA0A/riwufXwaL8E/S220/DSC00542+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3126877323383792367.post-5932829472244380101</id><published>2011-05-17T15:52:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T15:52:59.616+10:00</updated><title type='text'>White lies</title><content type='html'>There are times you lie because there are things that you want to protect. Those lies are what we call "white lies". I lied too. In fact I don't prefer to lie unless if I need to. I would prefer to stay silence rather than to lie. There are time you might think that your lie are good but it might not end up that way. The person you want to protect might refer you to be honest if they really understand you now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched source code yesterday. Amazing movie. With a part where everyone was laughing and smelling together even though they do not know each other. It is amazing how laughter can unite people together. Beside that, there is a question that caught my attention in the movie. "If you only has less than a minute to live, what will you do?". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The answer in the movie is, I will make every second counts. Yea, I will too. Hope that you guys can do the same as well. Appreciate those around you. Don't regret for not taking any action for those you love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3126877323383792367-5932829472244380101?l=ryoushikun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/feeds/5932829472244380101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3126877323383792367&amp;postID=5932829472244380101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/5932829472244380101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/5932829472244380101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/2011/05/white-lies.html' title='White lies'/><author><name>robertccs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984865813979025614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/SucIG78yQEI/AAAAAAAAA0A/riwufXwaL8E/S220/DSC00542+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3126877323383792367.post-4009925830574596428</id><published>2011-05-14T10:22:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T10:22:10.806+10:00</updated><title type='text'>immature</title><content type='html'>Two nights ago, after a comment from a friend makes me realise that there is a matter I might have again dealt with it in a very immature way. Maybe she is right. I am ignoring the manager rather than I am being serious. It is true that I have no respect for him but that doesn't mean I have to be so rude to him. Immature. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If is two years ago, I would have quit this job. I can't be that childish anymore. I will have to face it and learn from my mistake. I will have to come out with a good solution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All fresh today with a gloomy weather outside. Chilling and drilling. Woke up early and complete the presentation outline in 20 minutes before I go to work. Amazingly early to work so I took a different route from Flinders station. Walking under the drizzle calm me down. The soothing feeling. I am tired of my life right now. At the same time I am eager to finish up the things I am suppose to. I can't leave things stay undone. Nasty feeling I will get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 more weeks to the end of everything. I will have to back up. Hope everything will be smooth. Lately, I do get headache from staying up late. Maybe I do get a bit stress up with the things I have to cope lately.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3126877323383792367-4009925830574596428?l=ryoushikun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/feeds/4009925830574596428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3126877323383792367&amp;postID=4009925830574596428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/4009925830574596428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/4009925830574596428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/2011/05/immature.html' title='immature'/><author><name>robertccs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984865813979025614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/SucIG78yQEI/AAAAAAAAA0A/riwufXwaL8E/S220/DSC00542+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3126877323383792367.post-3066942933928481147</id><published>2011-05-12T04:46:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T06:55:04.434+10:00</updated><title type='text'>4.44am</title><content type='html'>4.44 am and I am here sitting in front of my laptop doing my assignment. Halfway done. Do not have the correct answer yet. Doing report and the trying to produce the results as well. Playing some songs from Enrique, having slight headache due to late night sleep again. I just can't sleep if I can't get a satisfying answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, Victoria turns cold earlier than expected. 4 degrees Celsius during the Autumn season. AWESOME!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tired and yet can't sleep. That is me. I do feel guilty sleeping in the middle of something. I will only sleep when I really can;t take it any more. Well, that is the dedication and responsibility that I had been talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each game we played, we should make sure that we can produce the best result out of it. Most of the time whenever I take up a challenge, I will make sure I am up for it. Up to it would mean I must make sure that I have the time to dedicate, I have to ability to do the best out of it, I have the information that can guarantee my success, and I will pour everything I had into it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For instance, working part time right now. I am willing to learn and put a lot of effort into it. If not, why bother? Let's say, I am to do my assignment. I will make sure that I have enough information to start on it or else, screw it. Each game I played, I will take it seriously. There is no joke about it. If I study, I will take up at least 2 hours to concentrate, If I sleep, I will sleep dead. If I work, I will work seriously. If I play, I will play hard. Each games seem to have its own nature and I have to indulge in them differently every time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what game, I can always take up the challenge except for one. One that I am always lack of confident. One that I will have to take into the account of the other party's thought. One that I have to guess the other party feelings. I do not have enough information and the readiness to go for it. The only game that I prefer to let it pass by.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3126877323383792367-3066942933928481147?l=ryoushikun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/feeds/3066942933928481147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3126877323383792367&amp;postID=3066942933928481147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/3066942933928481147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/3066942933928481147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/2011/05/444am.html' title='4.44am'/><author><name>robertccs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984865813979025614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/SucIG78yQEI/AAAAAAAAA0A/riwufXwaL8E/S220/DSC00542+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3126877323383792367.post-2259113528657553236</id><published>2011-05-12T00:57:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2011-05-12T03:58:38.856+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Random songs..</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Czb5P_pw8Fc?fs=1" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alone in this room again tonight.. I got my laptop on.. with a bottle or beer.. Pictures of you running in my mind on and on again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Nice songs.. Just that I changed the lyrics a bit to suit my night..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="425" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/i971n_Oslm8?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3126877323383792367-2259113528657553236?l=ryoushikun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/feeds/2259113528657553236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3126877323383792367&amp;postID=2259113528657553236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/2259113528657553236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/2259113528657553236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/2011/05/random-songs.html' title='Random songs..'/><author><name>robertccs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984865813979025614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/SucIG78yQEI/AAAAAAAAA0A/riwufXwaL8E/S220/DSC00542+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/Czb5P_pw8Fc/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3126877323383792367.post-99247210448967451</id><published>2011-05-09T10:59:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T10:59:52.953+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleep in class</title><content type='html'>Once again, I slept in lecture. Am I proud of it? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be more accurate, I am use to it. I have been sleeping in class ever since I am in primary school.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3126877323383792367-99247210448967451?l=ryoushikun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/feeds/99247210448967451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3126877323383792367&amp;postID=99247210448967451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/99247210448967451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/99247210448967451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/2011/05/sleep-in-class.html' title='Sleep in class'/><author><name>robertccs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984865813979025614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/SucIG78yQEI/AAAAAAAAA0A/riwufXwaL8E/S220/DSC00542+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3126877323383792367.post-2538994192988205720</id><published>2011-05-09T00:16:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T08:34:38.682+10:00</updated><title type='text'>This If Life.. Embrace it...</title><content type='html'>Life is an opportunity, benefit from it.&lt;br /&gt;Life is a beauty, admire it.&lt;br /&gt;Life is bliss, taste it.&lt;br /&gt;Life is a dream, realize it.&lt;br /&gt;Life is a challenge, meet it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is a duty, complete it.&lt;br /&gt;Life is a game, play it.&lt;br /&gt;Life is costly, care for it.&lt;br /&gt;Life is wealth, keep it.&lt;br /&gt;Life is love, enjoy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is mystery, know it.&lt;br /&gt;Life is a promise, fulfill it.&lt;br /&gt;Life is sorrow, overcome it.&lt;br /&gt;Life is a song, sing it.&lt;br /&gt;Life is a struggle, accept it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is a tragedy, confront it.&lt;br /&gt;Life is an adventure, dare it.&lt;br /&gt;Life is luck, make it.&lt;br /&gt;Life is too precious, do not destroy it.&lt;br /&gt;Life is life, fight for it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3126877323383792367-2538994192988205720?l=ryoushikun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/feeds/2538994192988205720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3126877323383792367&amp;postID=2538994192988205720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/2538994192988205720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/2538994192988205720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/2011/05/this-if-life-embracing-it.html' title='This If Life.. Embrace it...'/><author><name>robertccs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984865813979025614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/SucIG78yQEI/AAAAAAAAA0A/riwufXwaL8E/S220/DSC00542+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3126877323383792367.post-617751649014420544</id><published>2011-05-05T23:39:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-05-05T23:39:18.099+10:00</updated><title type='text'>If only there are tears..</title><content type='html'>The title was taken from a mandarin song. My mandarin isn't good. Since young, I had been lazy to take on mandarin lesson. I wouldn't blame my mum for sending me to an English school. I do have the opportunity to learn if I want to. It is just that I am lazy. Instead I taken up Japanese language but I wasn't serious bout it. Taking things for granted seem to be no good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I have an off day and I had decline all offer to go out except for dinner. Well, I still have to eat. All this working, studying, drinking, party, and etc. I need time for my own. My own time in my room. Settle down, prepare a bit for my studies, and rest. It is time for my break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From my title, I do have things that I want to put here. I still remember when I was.a small kid I used to cry. Whenever I am sad, angry or annoyed. I don't since when I do not cry that often. I might still be emotional, but I have learn to always let thing passed by. People do say I am cold blooded at times. I do not shed tears that easily nowadays. Watching loved ones passed away, sad movies perhaps, or even when I end my relationship. That does not mean I am not hurt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People can say what they want. They can think what they want. In the end, I am the one who know what I want and who I am. Seem like I am still the same. Whenever my life gets let's exciting, my past will start to haunt me. Lots of things will run in my kind. Whatever the people around me said or do will affect me as well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this is my way of life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A guy can never let people know what they feel at that moment of an event or occurrence. It is weakness. They should stay calm and be serious with what they have to accomplish and uphold their responsibility. This is life. They have to be strong to protect. Others aren't important. That is why I prefer to ignore things that aren't related to my life. I have enough o care about. To care about the people sound me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3126877323383792367-617751649014420544?l=ryoushikun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/feeds/617751649014420544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3126877323383792367&amp;postID=617751649014420544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/617751649014420544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/617751649014420544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/2011/05/if-only-there-are-tears.html' title='If only there are tears..'/><author><name>robertccs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984865813979025614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/SucIG78yQEI/AAAAAAAAA0A/riwufXwaL8E/S220/DSC00542+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3126877323383792367.post-7241433631619240413</id><published>2011-05-04T11:35:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T11:35:40.678+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Time Capsule</title><content type='html'>Time capsule, all of us would know what is that. A capsule that can be a container of anything that will contain the things that we want to keep for the future. Ever thought of how you will be, what you will be, where are you, who are you or ETF in the future? Video what you think of your future and keep it for the future you to watch. It might be surprising or touching. In the end at least you will know how much you have grown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least you will have a story to tell by then. Something remind you of who you have been in the past. People always move forward looking into the future but there are time they should stop for the present and step back to look at the past. Ironically, this is similar to a basketball game. In the game, once the all is on your hand you will charge to the front trying to get to the net as close as possible to score. Once you had charge too fast or there is an opponent in front, you will have to stop, hold the ball, look around, and jump backward to score. You will habit is easier to score as well. There time, it is not about getting the thing right away. It is about how you achieve it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In life, I prefer to have stories to go with each action and each items that I have. Lately, there is an interesting thing. A cool.friend actually steal bar menu for me whenever we go drinking. I will keep each of it and have the story told in the future. Really appreciate it though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sitting on the train heading to the city. The shady weather makes the world looks gloomily. Right, I might be at the same state. No wonder I feel so comfortable. I fit in the weather today. Another day of work today. Full day just to take over people's shift. I am tired. Just when I had enough rest, and here I go again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3126877323383792367-7241433631619240413?l=ryoushikun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/feeds/7241433631619240413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3126877323383792367&amp;postID=7241433631619240413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/7241433631619240413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/7241433631619240413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/2011/05/time-capsule.html' title='Time Capsule'/><author><name>robertccs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984865813979025614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/SucIG78yQEI/AAAAAAAAA0A/riwufXwaL8E/S220/DSC00542+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3126877323383792367.post-7273173281574997630</id><published>2011-05-03T01:05:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-05-03T01:05:10.767+10:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lost Blademan</title><content type='html'>Just watched the movie today. The lost blademan. Played by Donnie Yen. Average movie. Nothing much. Another day just passed. At least it is a good one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the movie, there is a saying that I would have learn. The world, whether it is hell or heaven, it's all depends on how we see the world. To you, living in some rural area or the third world country, it is a living hell? It might be for you. For the people living there, they are contented with their life. At least, there are some shit that they do not need to cope with. But there are shit that we do not have to cope with as well. This is life. People will believe what they want to and see what they desire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is may now. One more month and I am done with another semester. I still have lots to do. Lots that I haven't finish I would say.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3126877323383792367-7273173281574997630?l=ryoushikun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/feeds/7273173281574997630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3126877323383792367&amp;postID=7273173281574997630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/7273173281574997630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/7273173281574997630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/2011/05/lost-blademan.html' title='The Lost Blademan'/><author><name>robertccs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984865813979025614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/SucIG78yQEI/AAAAAAAAA0A/riwufXwaL8E/S220/DSC00542+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3126877323383792367.post-442894829439031663</id><published>2011-04-28T00:43:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-04-28T00:43:06.768+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Memories</title><content type='html'>Nothing beats the legendary HIGHSCHOOL period...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/group.php?gid=18907393944"&gt;Wesley Facebook Group&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3126877323383792367-442894829439031663?l=ryoushikun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/feeds/442894829439031663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3126877323383792367&amp;postID=442894829439031663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/442894829439031663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/442894829439031663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/2011/04/memories.html' title='Memories'/><author><name>robertccs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984865813979025614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/SucIG78yQEI/AAAAAAAAA0A/riwufXwaL8E/S220/DSC00542+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3126877323383792367.post-3959083184931892093</id><published>2011-04-27T23:46:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T23:49:24.314+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Wondering</title><content type='html'>All of us wonder.. I wonder too much..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are times, even though your stories do not end happily, be grateful. Somehow, in another part of the world, someone else's stories have a beautiful ending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The simplest way to be happy is do not ask anything for yourself. Just pray and hope that others have what they want and they are happy with their life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are times I always ask myself whether am I a selfish person?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WnLy5lP5aQ4/Tbgew4VgKmI/AAAAAAAABAE/5Pw3yRoBc0U/s1600/were_all_selfish_sometimes.gif" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 254px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WnLy5lP5aQ4/Tbgew4VgKmI/AAAAAAAABAE/5Pw3yRoBc0U/s320/were_all_selfish_sometimes.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600259961740339810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3126877323383792367-3959083184931892093?l=ryoushikun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/feeds/3959083184931892093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3126877323383792367&amp;postID=3959083184931892093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/3959083184931892093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/3959083184931892093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/2011/04/wondering.html' title='Wondering'/><author><name>robertccs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984865813979025614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/SucIG78yQEI/AAAAAAAAA0A/riwufXwaL8E/S220/DSC00542+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WnLy5lP5aQ4/Tbgew4VgKmI/AAAAAAAABAE/5Pw3yRoBc0U/s72-c/were_all_selfish_sometimes.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3126877323383792367.post-6019635090317114539</id><published>2011-04-27T11:15:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T11:15:20.969+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Wishing for The Impossible</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="295" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/tSdELZxEnHY?fs=1" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Impossible? Well, Maybe I always wish for the impossible, but I also have confidence that I can make the impossible possible. There are times I might fail in reaching out to what I want. But I do learn something out of it. There are times, I will go for it again and again depends on the situations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The above video by WongFu. It is true. Everything relationship begins with strangers and ended up being strangers again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stage 1: Strangers&lt;br /&gt;stage 2: The Chase&lt;br /&gt;Stage 3: Honeymoon&lt;br /&gt;Stage 4: Comfortable&lt;br /&gt;Stage 5: Tolerance&lt;br /&gt;Stage 6: Downhill&lt;br /&gt;Stage 7: Breaking Up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is easy to say that breaking up isn't always going to be sad. I mean being sad is natural for all but it is also a mark of a new beginning. Everything has always depend on how we see it. People often ask me why am I not in a relationship. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That friend of yours is pretty and she is single."&lt;br /&gt;"You always hang out with her and why not?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, my space has been reserved for the one I think is special for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To those people outside who thinks that break out sucks and it is the end of your life... Read the quote below and think again. Taken from the short clip. You don;t have to force yourself to forget them but just be thankful for it in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“If life separates us &amp; we end up in totally different places, I’ll always remember when﻿ our paths aligned for this period of time, &amp; I’ll be thankful for that. &amp; I hope that wherever you are, you’ll be thankful too.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have more to say. From the clip there is another things I had always agree on. During stage 4, I would usually call it the comfort zone where people will start to take things for granted. Beside being a couple, even friendship and family, we all tend to do that. It would eventually lead to what people might take it as, we are using the other person regardless of who they are but we are comfortable with them. Good or bad? It depends. Personally, I would hope that I will not take things for granted. Maybe that is why I prefer to stand by myself and work things out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, I have lots to write. There are a lot to write. Am I being emotional again? I hope not. emotion is the spark to being weak. I must learn to control them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3126877323383792367-6019635090317114539?l=ryoushikun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/feeds/6019635090317114539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3126877323383792367&amp;postID=6019635090317114539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/6019635090317114539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/6019635090317114539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/2011/04/wishing-for-impossible.html' title='Wishing for The Impossible'/><author><name>robertccs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984865813979025614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/SucIG78yQEI/AAAAAAAAA0A/riwufXwaL8E/S220/DSC00542+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/tSdELZxEnHY/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3126877323383792367.post-4390631619783693606</id><published>2011-04-26T00:34:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-04-26T00:34:50.666+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Ways</title><content type='html'>In life, the street is a two way thing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--hS_fTPqAS4/TbWGdJCpZjI/AAAAAAAAA_8/mqNxWfM3BxE/s1600/two-way-street-arrows-road.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--hS_fTPqAS4/TbWGdJCpZjI/AAAAAAAAA_8/mqNxWfM3BxE/s320/two-way-street-arrows-road.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3126877323383792367-4390631619783693606?l=ryoushikun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/feeds/4390631619783693606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3126877323383792367&amp;postID=4390631619783693606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/4390631619783693606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/4390631619783693606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/2011/04/two-ways.html' title='Two Ways'/><author><name>robertccs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984865813979025614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/SucIG78yQEI/AAAAAAAAA0A/riwufXwaL8E/S220/DSC00542+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--hS_fTPqAS4/TbWGdJCpZjI/AAAAAAAAA_8/mqNxWfM3BxE/s72-c/two-way-street-arrows-road.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3126877323383792367.post-8258741038484072955</id><published>2011-04-21T09:33:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T06:33:48.689+10:00</updated><title type='text'>How I start my day?</title><content type='html'>Never start your morning in a rush. It just spoilt your mood for the entire day later on. Well, it doesn't always work as there are times you had partied hard the day before so....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, I always wake up earlier than I need to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like to wake up in a warm blanket of a cold morning. With my laptop right by my side, I will definitely browse my Facebook. WHY?? To stalk people??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah, look for some news songs in Facebook. It is awesome that lots of friends love to share new songs or old songs in Facebook. Listening to some random good songs can really make my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Moby,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/FAYHTES4whs?fs=1" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Charice,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="295" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/IZ-Pmkvs4PA?fs=1" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Bruno,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="295" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/BQaM5KhndhI?fs=1" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, yesterday I had just watch another alright movie I would say. The quote of the week,&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; color: white; font-size: large;"&gt;When your life is on the line, that is when you learn more about yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;".&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to forget another EPIC video...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="480" height="295" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/cGNy-3JHOM8?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3126877323383792367-8258741038484072955?l=ryoushikun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/feeds/8258741038484072955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3126877323383792367&amp;postID=8258741038484072955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/8258741038484072955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/8258741038484072955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/2011/04/how-i-start-my-day.html' title='How I start my day?'/><author><name>robertccs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984865813979025614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/SucIG78yQEI/AAAAAAAAA0A/riwufXwaL8E/S220/DSC00542+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/FAYHTES4whs/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3126877323383792367.post-3484602761657607736</id><published>2011-04-20T01:29:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T01:29:21.784+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Party?</title><content type='html'>"Keep Partying"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someday, we will have to stop that. Party is fun. However a man can't keep partying for his whole life. There will be the time when he has to settle down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In current era, settling down seem to be the hardest things to do. Most would say a man would settle down when they have met the one girl that they should have. Maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the meaning of settling down?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don;t really get that. Maybe it is not my time yet. To me, I will do what I have to do. I will pour all my dedication into things I do and hold up tight to my responsibility. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I even start blogging again? Maybe someone reminded me that I haven't been updating my blog for a long time. It is time for me to get a new laptop and a new camera. Soon I will start blogging from bars that I visit. It will be a whole new collection. My thoughts and emotions in the bars will be something different.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3126877323383792367-3484602761657607736?l=ryoushikun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/feeds/3484602761657607736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3126877323383792367&amp;postID=3484602761657607736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/3484602761657607736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/3484602761657607736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/2011/04/party.html' title='Party?'/><author><name>robertccs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984865813979025614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/SucIG78yQEI/AAAAAAAAA0A/riwufXwaL8E/S220/DSC00542+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3126877323383792367.post-3297619588459398423</id><published>2011-04-19T00:01:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T00:02:32.241+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Home</title><content type='html'>Home to my blog. Life has been hectic again it seems for me. However, time management is crucial. There is no such thing as being busy and have no time for certain things. Finally I am home early today. Every night for the past few weeks, I am always home either late in the night or early in the morning. Work, visit bars and clubs had been my activities in the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porn has existed long ago. From drawings, to photography, to movies, and now 3D porn on big screen cinema.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEX and ZEN. A whole new stories with some funny acts along the show. Not to forget soft porn as well. It is only a fairly good movie with me fell asleep twice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For every movie that you had watched, there will be something that you can learn from it. To me, it would be the Monk. Sad that his 50 years learnings and teachings is all gone in a day. Seeing this remind me of how I should do everything as near perfection as possible and not allowing any mistakes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A single mistake will in the end destroy all the hard work. Most of the time, the mistakes seem insignificant and small and yet, we tend to neglect them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life isn't boring with so many things to do. There are still a lot for me to learn and see. Have been putting everything into work and studies. There are things that i have neglected during this period of time. Slowly I will get use to it and have everything under control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Responsibilities. I must learn to take them seriously. A guy will have to do what they have to do. Maybe I should have some time off for myself. Time off where I do not have to think about anything even bout chasing my dream. That would be nice. Time off where I can slowly pull myself back and cherish my past and contemplate about my future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah, should not even care about my past and future but enjoy the present. Solely, just for the present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Past, present, and future, they are equally important. "Do not forget the past, enjoy the present, look forward to the future."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is the same, right and wrong is equally as important. Being always right seem perfect, but life isn't perfect. Being wrong once a while let us grow and make us realise what is right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is all about balance. "Work seriously, play insanely". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part of me love challenges and competition, while the other part of me love being lazy and peace. There are times I would love to do good in both civil and bartending, and there are times I would love to open up a nice venue where I can just serve people from behind the bar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3126877323383792367-3297619588459398423?l=ryoushikun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/feeds/3297619588459398423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3126877323383792367&amp;postID=3297619588459398423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/3297619588459398423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/3297619588459398423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/2011/04/home.html' title='Home'/><author><name>robertccs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984865813979025614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/SucIG78yQEI/AAAAAAAAA0A/riwufXwaL8E/S220/DSC00542+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3126877323383792367.post-1654247798147294367</id><published>2011-03-29T01:50:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T01:50:14.091+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Ashita!?</title><content type='html'>Ashita!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow!?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, is today. The day has just started. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Future, present, and tomorrow, they are all equally important to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3126877323383792367-1654247798147294367?l=ryoushikun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/feeds/1654247798147294367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3126877323383792367&amp;postID=1654247798147294367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/1654247798147294367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/1654247798147294367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/2011/03/ashita.html' title='Ashita!?'/><author><name>robertccs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984865813979025614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/SucIG78yQEI/AAAAAAAAA0A/riwufXwaL8E/S220/DSC00542+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3126877323383792367.post-322332385192814635</id><published>2011-03-23T10:19:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T10:19:54.132+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday Blue</title><content type='html'>I am feeling lazy. Looking at my notes. Thinking that I have to go to the uni now to do my assignment makes me blue. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cold Wednesday morning. It makes you miss your bed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3126877323383792367-322332385192814635?l=ryoushikun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/feeds/322332385192814635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3126877323383792367&amp;postID=322332385192814635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/322332385192814635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/322332385192814635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/2011/03/wednesday-blue.html' title='Wednesday Blue'/><author><name>robertccs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984865813979025614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/SucIG78yQEI/AAAAAAAAA0A/riwufXwaL8E/S220/DSC00542+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3126877323383792367.post-6461348050357807196</id><published>2011-03-04T01:32:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T01:32:55.156+11:00</updated><title type='text'>FYP</title><content type='html'>FYP, stands for Final Year Project marks that a person will soon be graduating from his studies. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, I have got to choose my FYP. It wasn't going to be easy. I am still thinking how should I juggle between my work and my final year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know which title to choose. I will have to decide everything by tomorrow. Seem like I will have to wake up early tomorrow morning to decide on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should I take up the challenge?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3126877323383792367-6461348050357807196?l=ryoushikun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/feeds/6461348050357807196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3126877323383792367&amp;postID=6461348050357807196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/6461348050357807196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/6461348050357807196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/2011/03/fyp.html' title='FYP'/><author><name>robertccs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984865813979025614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/SucIG78yQEI/AAAAAAAAA0A/riwufXwaL8E/S220/DSC00542+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3126877323383792367.post-5537737728422601025</id><published>2011-02-27T10:42:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2011-02-27T10:42:43.154+11:00</updated><title type='text'>The Forgotten</title><content type='html'>My mind always play tricks on me. There are times, it runs a lot of things and make me wonders. Those things that I had wondered, there are times I wanted to put them down in my blog. Sad part is I always forgot what I had been wondering about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall called those memories, 'The Forgotten'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those things are usually about my future and my past.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3126877323383792367-5537737728422601025?l=ryoushikun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/feeds/5537737728422601025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3126877323383792367&amp;postID=5537737728422601025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/5537737728422601025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/5537737728422601025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/2011/02/forgotten.html' title='The Forgotten'/><author><name>robertccs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984865813979025614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/SucIG78yQEI/AAAAAAAAA0A/riwufXwaL8E/S220/DSC00542+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3126877323383792367.post-784229394088247455</id><published>2011-02-10T00:57:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T00:57:59.387+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Easy..</title><content type='html'>To love is easy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To maintain is a different thing....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3126877323383792367-784229394088247455?l=ryoushikun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/feeds/784229394088247455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3126877323383792367&amp;postID=784229394088247455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/784229394088247455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/784229394088247455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/2011/02/easy.html' title='Easy..'/><author><name>robertccs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984865813979025614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/SucIG78yQEI/AAAAAAAAA0A/riwufXwaL8E/S220/DSC00542+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3126877323383792367.post-7687008362774549289</id><published>2011-02-04T00:49:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2011-02-04T00:49:43.312+11:00</updated><title type='text'>2011, Year of the bunnies!</title><content type='html'>2011 Chinese New Year has arrive. Currently I am in Australia. Had my reunion dinner with friends over here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese New Year has always been the time of the year when you will think about the people you care. No matter where you are, you won't forget the people that you are concerned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time keep on moving and I will need to keep improving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has been constantly telling myself that. Lately, I think about my family and friends a lot. Memories keep flowing in. It does make you wonder why aren't you home at this time. Working hard to improve yourself. Is it really true? Or is it only for the money? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A moment of confusion will then vanished once you have realised that you had always been really clear about what you want. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sacrificing this period of time so that I can grow up and be better. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sorry, my family and friends. Money is not important to me but I need this time to discover myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3126877323383792367-7687008362774549289?l=ryoushikun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/feeds/7687008362774549289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3126877323383792367&amp;postID=7687008362774549289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/7687008362774549289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/7687008362774549289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/2011/02/2011-year-of-bunnies.html' title='2011, Year of the bunnies!'/><author><name>robertccs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984865813979025614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/SucIG78yQEI/AAAAAAAAA0A/riwufXwaL8E/S220/DSC00542+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3126877323383792367.post-3979690755441798607</id><published>2011-01-18T14:25:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T14:25:45.015+11:00</updated><title type='text'>A day rest!</title><content type='html'>Why should I even care? Pushed myself so hard over something that is not even mine. It is not even my restaurant and why am I working myself myself so hard. Just work normally and get paid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why should I take all the misunderstanding and humiliation?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is me. Just me who want everything to be perfect. IT is a good experience. Let me learn how to deal with different people and situation. Let me see how other people react and how immature and mature some can be. Maybe this is the fun of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This world is great because it provides a ever lasting learning opportunity for us. It doesn't matter who we are, where we stand and how much we know and yet there will always be things for us to learn. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today finally a day break. I will have to study up my cocktails and stock trading. In life, there are times we have to learn to step back and move forward again once we are up for it again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3126877323383792367-3979690755441798607?l=ryoushikun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/feeds/3979690755441798607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3126877323383792367&amp;postID=3979690755441798607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/3979690755441798607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/3979690755441798607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/2011/01/day-rest.html' title='A day rest!'/><author><name>robertccs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984865813979025614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/SucIG78yQEI/AAAAAAAAA0A/riwufXwaL8E/S220/DSC00542+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3126877323383792367.post-447304988516576077</id><published>2011-01-09T10:53:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T10:53:43.644+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Global Weather</title><content type='html'>Technology can really be in handy when you can just find out about anything with a touch nowadays. The phrase connecting the world with a click is no longer valid. Right now is connecting the world with a touch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems like it is raining and cloudy in most of the major cities in the world. How awesome can that be. The word could really use some rain to clean it up a little. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sitting outside my work place and wonder why a mm can't have everything they desire. I will have to admit. I am one help of a greedy person. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to drink right now. To the tend extend which I don't even know who I am anymore. That moment will be the time I am taking a break. A break from everything. It is sad to know that you can't knocked off by a bottle of whiskey. It would kean that  you will have to drink more to get drunk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3126877323383792367-447304988516576077?l=ryoushikun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/feeds/447304988516576077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3126877323383792367&amp;postID=447304988516576077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/447304988516576077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/447304988516576077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/2011/01/global-weather.html' title='Global Weather'/><author><name>robertccs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984865813979025614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/SucIG78yQEI/AAAAAAAAA0A/riwufXwaL8E/S220/DSC00542+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3126877323383792367.post-406498822173570932</id><published>2011-01-07T00:46:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T00:46:25.427+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Barney's Life</title><content type='html'>I had posted a pot about the difference lifestyle between two characters from a series. "How I met you mother", has these two figures that are distinctively different from each other. I had said before that it is easy for me to lead Barney's lifestyle compare to Ted's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I did give it a try after I had finished my bartender's course last year. A life filled with nothing but emptiness. For few months straight, I enjoyed my nights during the weekends in the city. Not in restaurants, friends' house, the cinema, or at the Crown. But in bars, clubs, and strip clubs. Drinks, flirt, and nude dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was stupid. I didn't like it and till now I am wondering why I did that. Just out of curiosity to discover myself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I did discover myself. I am not suited to that lifestyle.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3126877323383792367-406498822173570932?l=ryoushikun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/feeds/406498822173570932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3126877323383792367&amp;postID=406498822173570932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/406498822173570932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/406498822173570932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/2011/01/barneys-life.html' title='Barney&apos;s Life'/><author><name>robertccs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984865813979025614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/SucIG78yQEI/AAAAAAAAA0A/riwufXwaL8E/S220/DSC00542+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3126877323383792367.post-7032171758522551636</id><published>2011-01-07T00:22:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T00:22:54.517+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Achieving The Vision</title><content type='html'>I had talked about my vision before. How can I make that vision work. Lately I have been thinking and planning a lot of things. Things that I want and how can I achieve them. The vision for my family and friends. Something that is by Sam and for you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today after work, on the train, I suddenly missed the moments when I wore the Wesleyan uniform running around the high school. Copy school works, played basketball, flirting with girls, and the craps that the usual high school boys would do. Maybe it is the consequences of the dream I had last night where I am with all my friends from the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH!! Head messed up with lots of things. Stock studies, civil studies, and bar studies. Interest and future, seem easy to say. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have I just make my life complicated from wanting to do so many things? Do I really love money and success that much? Or I just love the challenges? I am still wondering. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe a simple life will be good. Saying that, I pictured one of my friend, Su-Lyn. the funny friend who once told me how she want her life to be. Get a husband that really love her, and they give birth to a few kids and lead a loving and simple life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is simple. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. Can't think myself in that situation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can imagine myself working, doing something, and achieving something. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really know. Part of me would want a simple and easy life. Maybe open a bar or two, have a medium size company doing development or consultancy. Earning a substantial income to support my interest such as diving, drinking, and hanging out with friends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or keep growing and maybe have the opportunity to handle a few mega projects. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or move to Canada and open a bar. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am lost again. Read too much for the past few days and its time for me to slow down again. Always remember the KISS method. Keep it simple, stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will definitely excel in Civil and also open up a bar where my vision will come true.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3126877323383792367-7032171758522551636?l=ryoushikun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/feeds/7032171758522551636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3126877323383792367&amp;postID=7032171758522551636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/7032171758522551636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/7032171758522551636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/2011/01/achieving-vision.html' title='Achieving The Vision'/><author><name>robertccs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984865813979025614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/SucIG78yQEI/AAAAAAAAA0A/riwufXwaL8E/S220/DSC00542+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3126877323383792367.post-8944314736651192568</id><published>2011-01-03T14:36:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T14:36:42.323+11:00</updated><title type='text'>3rd of 2011</title><content type='html'>My very first entry for this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today will be my first day of work this year. How will I go through this year? I am excited and wonder what will I do and what is waiting or me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough of fun for the last two days. Right now, I will have to plan careful to finished up my next few plans. Work smart and hard for my future and interest. This may make my life seem a little simpler and easy to go with. I am sure there will be rough patches along my path again but I will&amp;nbsp;definitely&amp;nbsp;be able to overcome them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year, I did average for my studies. I manage to be a bartender and now in training to run a restaurant business as a manager. To be exact would be a bar manager/floor supervisor. I will now let this chance go to a waste. Had lots of fun with friends. Friends from university to random bag packers. Awesome trips from Tasmania to China.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would be the down in 2010? The deaths? It is saddening but yet they had reached their time and it was time for them to move on. For us who are still living will have to learn to appreciate what we've got and keep moving on as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing to write about in this blog lately. Nothing much run in my mind except for my works and interests. At least I don't get emotional from listening to mandarin songs again. as time pass we really do grow. It is nice to know that we do not change as time passes but we mature with it. I do not forget the things that I had learnt. The lessons will make me into a better person for the people around me. They help me to understand and care for my family and friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mindset might have been wrong but maybe someday I will learnt to correct it again. I remember telling a random person at a bar about what's is important in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Family and Friends&lt;br /&gt;2. Career and Interest&lt;br /&gt;3. Myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said that I don't mind what will happen to me but I will have to achieve what I can for what I feel is important. that random person actually gave me an answer which I would expect from everyone else. Take care of yourself first and your health actually should come first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not convince. With this mindset, I can actually go for what I desire for and taking each opportunity I have seriously. Pushing myself forward as if there is no tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that's it for today. Time to get ready and go for some time out at Borders.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3126877323383792367-8944314736651192568?l=ryoushikun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/feeds/8944314736651192568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3126877323383792367&amp;postID=8944314736651192568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/8944314736651192568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/8944314736651192568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/2011/01/3rd-of-2011.html' title='3rd of 2011'/><author><name>robertccs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984865813979025614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/SucIG78yQEI/AAAAAAAAA0A/riwufXwaL8E/S220/DSC00542+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3126877323383792367.post-2111852051481066379</id><published>2010-12-25T20:06:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2010-12-25T20:06:12.242+11:00</updated><title type='text'>2010</title><content type='html'>2010 is ending and a new year will arrived soon. Wave your hand to 2010 and shake your hand with 2011.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, I find that I know what do I want in my lives. I won't put up a new year resolution. To me, I will have new resolution whenever I find that I need to have one. It is pointless to make a new year resolution when we don't accomplish it. Resolution should be something we realise what we should do and do not do from time to time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excel in Civil Engineering industry and open up my own bar. That should be my future goal. It will be fun. Seem like I really enjoy these two careers. Civil, I have the ability to design and construct for the future, while bartender, I have the ability to enjoy a couple of drinks with my family and friends and spent some quality time together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, he just have to work hard to achieve all his dreams in his short life span. There is nothing much to it. If his dream is to save the world, then he will have to get out there and work his ass off in saving the world. If his life he has people that he care, then he will have to put his life on the line to protect them. For his career and interest, he will have to keep driving himself to achieve something out of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ups and downs will always be along the way, but by conquering them will make you feel like you are achieving something. I do have my ups and downs. My likes and dislikes. I learn to overcome them or go by them. I learn not to complain but to believe in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are times that I will feel tired, but I will definitely take out sometime to rest and relax before I move on again. I have learn not to emo. I have learn not to bear grudge. I have learn to live by the things I dislike but not to forget them as they have make me who I am today and teach me some valuable lessons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2011. the mistakes that I have made before that year, will not repeat itself again. Even if its to repeat again then I will learn from it again. Each time I failed, it means I am a step closer to my success.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish everyone that I know, best of luck for the future and strive for what you believe in. ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3126877323383792367-2111852051481066379?l=ryoushikun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/feeds/2111852051481066379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3126877323383792367&amp;postID=2111852051481066379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/2111852051481066379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/2111852051481066379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/2010/12/2010.html' title='2010'/><author><name>robertccs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984865813979025614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/SucIG78yQEI/AAAAAAAAA0A/riwufXwaL8E/S220/DSC00542+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3126877323383792367.post-3314055347202601401</id><published>2010-12-11T03:57:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2010-12-11T03:57:04.887+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Dedication</title><content type='html'>This holiday is dedicated to complete some of the things that I should have completed in year 2010. Upgrade my knowledge on bartending, &amp;nbsp;learn up the Autocad, get my diving license, and save up some money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week has been a busy week. Working non stop for six days. Tiring. There are times I wished I could have just buy the ticket back to Malaysia and go, "Dad, I have got no more money." It would have make my life a whole lot easier and enjoy my whole summer travelling around Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is time for me to take up some responsibilities.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3126877323383792367-3314055347202601401?l=ryoushikun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/feeds/3314055347202601401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3126877323383792367&amp;postID=3314055347202601401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/3314055347202601401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/3314055347202601401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/2010/12/dedication.html' title='Dedication'/><author><name>robertccs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984865813979025614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/SucIG78yQEI/AAAAAAAAA0A/riwufXwaL8E/S220/DSC00542+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3126877323383792367.post-384682212656831129</id><published>2010-12-04T01:29:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2010-12-04T01:29:59.813+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Bars</title><content type='html'>Everyone have places that they like to hang out at. For me, I like beaches and mountains but I only can go to those places during trips or holidays. During work or study, whenever I am stressed or down, I love to go to bars. So far in Australia I have not found any bars that I like. Untill recently I found Der Raum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Malaysia, I love Sky Bar. High above at the the rooftop of the Traders Hotel, have a few sip of drinks and the view across the Kuala Lumpur city at night is awesome. The cold wind brushing across your face with a band playing some music in front. AWESOME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a long time since I gave that place a visit. The last time I went there was with my best friend. A week before she left for her further study in Edinburgh. I still remember that night, she ordered a chocolate based flavoured cocktail while I ordered a kiwi based flavoured cocktail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day before yesterday, after hanging out in city, I went to Der Raum. Der Raum is to be pronounced "The Room" in some foreign language. I was to meet up with my friends but I got there earlier. Upon reaching the bar, I can't see what i happening inside. A great hideout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pushed open the door, a few people sitting in front of the bar and some sitting in groups enjoying the drinks. I got myself a seat in from of one of the bartender named Steph and she gave me an opening drink before I ordered the "Pharmacy". One of their classic in year 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While enjoying my drinks, I was entertained by the bartender's flair while making drinks for the others. It was amazing. The scent of each cocktails made by them did came by around me and I was thrilled each time I see a new cocktail been made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are good. Really good. If I want to be that good, or maybe to achieve half of what they have, I will have to get a new place to work. I will have to have a car and get ready to work all night. Time to sacrifice my health again I would say. It's all for my interest.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3126877323383792367-384682212656831129?l=ryoushikun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/feeds/384682212656831129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3126877323383792367&amp;postID=384682212656831129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/384682212656831129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/384682212656831129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/2010/12/bars.html' title='Bars'/><author><name>robertccs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984865813979025614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/SucIG78yQEI/AAAAAAAAA0A/riwufXwaL8E/S220/DSC00542+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3126877323383792367.post-8008278159659851010</id><published>2010-11-30T04:26:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T04:26:37.212+11:00</updated><title type='text'>End of Another Trip</title><content type='html'>My trip to China had ended. I would say it is a trip with a very good start, exciting and tiring flow, and ended with a superb night in a club in Nanjing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21 hours trip from Clayton, Australia to Danyang, China. My friends' home town. China was way different from what I had imagined all this while. I had always imagined it to be a polluted, busy, and unfriendly place. I was wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am tired now to post a detail trip. Just would like to thanks my friends and also apologised. They were dead worry about me when I slipped away one night to bar and club till 6am in the morning. They thought I was kidnapped or being abducted for my internal organs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/TPPh9dtsNlI/AAAAAAAAA_s/c7CNxaB_hGs/s1600/_MG_1116.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/TPPh9dtsNlI/AAAAAAAAA_s/c7CNxaB_hGs/s320/_MG_1116.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At Xi Hu in Hang Zhou. Beautiful lake where one of the awesome scholar always spend his time there. Soh Dong Po.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3126877323383792367-8008278159659851010?l=ryoushikun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/feeds/8008278159659851010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3126877323383792367&amp;postID=8008278159659851010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/8008278159659851010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/8008278159659851010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/2010/11/end-of-another-trip.html' title='End of Another Trip'/><author><name>robertccs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984865813979025614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/SucIG78yQEI/AAAAAAAAA0A/riwufXwaL8E/S220/DSC00542+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/TPPh9dtsNlI/AAAAAAAAA_s/c7CNxaB_hGs/s72-c/_MG_1116.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3126877323383792367.post-1459817636778857105</id><published>2010-11-13T13:37:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T13:37:26.738+11:00</updated><title type='text'>After Exam Party!!</title><content type='html'>No more Exams! No more Assignments! No more Deadlines! For three whole months. AWESOME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is freaking awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, went to Cho Gao and Alumbra Club, they are&amp;nbsp;al right&amp;nbsp;but I wanted to go to Der Raum and Supper Bar very badly. I wanted to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is still fun. A couple of drinks. Loud music blasting into the ears. Hot ladies all around you. Standing by the bar having a few shots and sips now and then, and look at other people having one hell of a night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Down the dance floor, there will be groups of girls dancing around. Some couple dancing together. Some guys going around trying to fish for some ladies to dance with or to grope on. Nothing to be said. What happen in the club stay there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a cocktail with 7 different shots in it. Don;t even know the name but it is good. I only manage to catch that there was the Sloe Gin, and Vodka. I don;t even know what else is in it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3126877323383792367-1459817636778857105?l=ryoushikun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/feeds/1459817636778857105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3126877323383792367&amp;postID=1459817636778857105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/1459817636778857105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/1459817636778857105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/2010/11/after-exam-party.html' title='After Exam Party!!'/><author><name>robertccs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984865813979025614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/SucIG78yQEI/AAAAAAAAA0A/riwufXwaL8E/S220/DSC00542+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3126877323383792367.post-5135425201226713521</id><published>2010-11-11T22:47:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T22:47:15.738+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Nov 11</title><content type='html'>The date, 11th Nov. The day for the singles. Happy Being Single everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow shall be my final paper. Time really passed by very fast. I will be taking my leave from work tomorrow. I need a break of the work too. Visiting Der Raum tomorrow, running around the city clubbing, drinking, and flirting? Maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had just finished watching the movie, "The Time Traveller's Wife". I like the movie. Watched it a few times and yet it didn't get me bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being to know the day when you are going to day is a gift. Unlike people who died in tragic accident not having the time to prepare the things before their death. If I know when I am going to die then I would&amp;nbsp;everyone&amp;nbsp;around me behind. I definitely will. I am a selfish person. I could bear that kind of scene. The scene of losing something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still got a bit to revise on. a little bit to go. Then I am ready for tomorrow exam. I am tired of this life. I can't&amp;nbsp;wait to travel to China. Visiting some of the awesome historical sites, bars, scenery, and meeting great people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3126877323383792367-5135425201226713521?l=ryoushikun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/feeds/5135425201226713521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3126877323383792367&amp;postID=5135425201226713521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/5135425201226713521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/5135425201226713521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/2010/11/nov-11.html' title='Nov 11'/><author><name>robertccs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984865813979025614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/SucIG78yQEI/AAAAAAAAA0A/riwufXwaL8E/S220/DSC00542+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3126877323383792367.post-1394598007647220904</id><published>2010-11-10T08:32:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T08:36:38.890+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Morning Song Sharing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BVfMGYJITRg?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BVfMGYJITRg?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;陶晶瑩 - 女人心事 歌詞 :&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;作詞:陶晶瑩 作曲:陶晶瑩,黃韻玲&lt;br /&gt;編曲:黃韻玲 製作:黃韻玲&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;東區的咖啡座 幽暗的沙發裡&lt;br /&gt;總有幾張 熟悉的臉&lt;br /&gt;那種聰明 代點防衛的氣質&lt;br /&gt;想放棄 卻又不甘心的樣子&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;越過她的肩膀 空洞洞的視線&lt;br /&gt;摩登女子 灰色心事&lt;br /&gt;那種以為 自己什麼都可以&lt;br /&gt;喝了酒 卻又哭的像個孩子&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;我&lt;a href="http://www.atlaspost.com/appl/treasury/find.php?tid=5800864&amp;amp;userid=122623" class="tre" target="_blank" style="text-decoration: none; "&gt;聽見&lt;/a&gt;(愛我的人在哪邊)渴望的淚&lt;br /&gt;我看見(傷心的故事一遍遍)我的從前&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;曾經 我也痛過我也恨過怨過放棄過&lt;br /&gt;在自己的房間裡 覺得幸福遺棄我&lt;br /&gt;如果 沒有分離背叛的醜陋&lt;br /&gt;怎麼算是真愛過&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;請你 試著相信一愛再愛不要低下頭&lt;br /&gt;別怕青春消逝 就不信單純的美夢&lt;br /&gt;我在這岸看著你游&lt;br /&gt;為妳的堅持感動&lt;br /&gt;妳會的 有一天 會幸福的&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3126877323383792367-1394598007647220904?l=ryoushikun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/feeds/1394598007647220904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3126877323383792367&amp;postID=1394598007647220904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/1394598007647220904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/1394598007647220904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/2010/11/morning-song-sharing.html' title='Morning Song Sharing'/><author><name>robertccs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984865813979025614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/SucIG78yQEI/AAAAAAAAA0A/riwufXwaL8E/S220/DSC00542+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3126877323383792367.post-7036330368643130464</id><published>2010-11-09T23:44:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T00:24:28.381+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally, Thoughts for Today</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6-8QmKNGhp4?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6-8QmKNGhp4?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;No worries. I am just sharing a nice song that I have just heard it from Facebook. New Hong Kong drama or a new Hong Kong movie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sitting in front of my pc getting my mood on to study for the last paper which will be on Friday. Today paper wasn't really good. Seem like this semester is not as easy as I thought it is. I had been taking things a bit too easy this semester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/TNk-UydBI7I/AAAAAAAAA_Q/pbIxNbEbetk/s1600/DSC00406.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/TNk-UydBI7I/AAAAAAAAA_Q/pbIxNbEbetk/s320/DSC00406.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The look of my room's floor yesterday. It was before my Geo paper.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/TNk-ggwilgI/AAAAAAAAA_U/i8sVxznb-6I/s1600/DSC00407.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/TNk-ggwilgI/AAAAAAAAA_U/i8sVxznb-6I/s320/DSC00407.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My table. Coke, mother, sweet, cranberry juice, and not to forget my notes, had all been my companion for the entire time while I was preparing for my exams.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/TNk-qjEiOkI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/J5tSeZuA-jc/s1600/DSC00408.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/TNk-qjEiOkI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/J5tSeZuA-jc/s320/DSC00408.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The overall look of the messing room. Filled up bin, papers all over the floors. Table filled with things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/TNk-1Jy2W5I/AAAAAAAAA_c/a_M0-pniVBI/s1600/DSC00409.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/TNk-1Jy2W5I/AAAAAAAAA_c/a_M0-pniVBI/s320/DSC00409.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My bed, with my clothes. They are all washed but I do not have time to fold them yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/TNk-8E2CVgI/AAAAAAAAA_g/m0uDTyOyNXI/s1600/DSC00414.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/TNk-8E2CVgI/AAAAAAAAA_g/m0uDTyOyNXI/s320/DSC00414.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Lying outside on the field after my paper today. The blue blue sky with scorching sun warming the land. Temperature of the day is 28 degrees. Approaching summer and it just feel so good lying under the sun enjoying the moment of one paper down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/TNk_F077XUI/AAAAAAAAA_k/A4cugiyJZuY/s1600/DSC00416.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/TNk_F077XUI/AAAAAAAAA_k/A4cugiyJZuY/s320/DSC00416.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;A room which is literally cleaner. Cleaner and tidier. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/TNk_KDWzFgI/AAAAAAAAA_o/UwBSD3F1VPA/s1600/DSC00417.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/TNk_KDWzFgI/AAAAAAAAA_o/UwBSD3F1VPA/s320/DSC00417.JPG" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I got myself the book. "The Ultimate Bar Book". The one I had read once at the Borders for the whole day. I had finally decided to buy it for my own convenience.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This book is awesome. Introducing spirits, liqueurs, and wines from all over the world. A few extensive cocktails and descriptions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Last paper. The bridge structure design exam is on Friday. It has been divided into 2 parts. I shall finish my part 1 revision by tonight. Tomorrow I will finish part 2. Thursday I will look trough and Friday shall be the day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3126877323383792367-7036330368643130464?l=ryoushikun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/feeds/7036330368643130464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3126877323383792367&amp;postID=7036330368643130464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/7036330368643130464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/7036330368643130464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/2010/11/finally-thoughts-for-today.html' title='Finally, Thoughts for Today'/><author><name>robertccs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984865813979025614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/SucIG78yQEI/AAAAAAAAA0A/riwufXwaL8E/S220/DSC00542+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/TNk-UydBI7I/AAAAAAAAA_Q/pbIxNbEbetk/s72-c/DSC00406.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3126877323383792367.post-5431944013823479183</id><published>2010-11-09T01:08:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2010-11-09T01:08:33.872+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Tales Listening</title><content type='html'>I like to listen to tales from other people. I like to listen and try to understand and try to experience the tales told by them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might later on forgot about the tales told by them but at least I had experience it through my imagination for a short moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later I will be having my Geo-engineering exam in less than 12 hours time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These few days, a few things got me wander back into my past. Tales from others triggered the memories that seem to have faded away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mistakes that should not have done had been done. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few days ago, Emily told me that she had lost trust in guys. Deep down, I don't blame her. Even me myself do not believe myself in a relationship.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3126877323383792367-5431944013823479183?l=ryoushikun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/feeds/5431944013823479183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3126877323383792367&amp;postID=5431944013823479183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/5431944013823479183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/5431944013823479183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/2010/11/tales-listening.html' title='Tales Listening'/><author><name>robertccs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984865813979025614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/SucIG78yQEI/AAAAAAAAA0A/riwufXwaL8E/S220/DSC00542+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3126877323383792367.post-2155455787931353958</id><published>2010-11-08T09:03:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T09:03:36.724+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Fading</title><content type='html'>Yesterday while walking to the train station I came across a song. It reminds me of the songs you burned for. The songs that I used to play in my car. Songs that I can even sings along with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your eyes, your smile, and you just appeared in my mind again. It was only for a moment. Are you fading away in my memories?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seem like I do not have to force myself to forget about something. They will just fade away as with the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at my messy room. It needs some tidying. I will do it tomorrow after the Geo-engineering paper. Cans of Mother, bottles of cranberry juice, chips bags, plate, glasses, clothes everywhere, and papers everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys will always be Guys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3126877323383792367-2155455787931353958?l=ryoushikun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/feeds/2155455787931353958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3126877323383792367&amp;postID=2155455787931353958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/2155455787931353958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/2155455787931353958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/2010/11/fading.html' title='Fading'/><author><name>robertccs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984865813979025614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/SucIG78yQEI/AAAAAAAAA0A/riwufXwaL8E/S220/DSC00542+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3126877323383792367.post-1422078238771924647</id><published>2010-11-07T01:52:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T01:52:00.935+11:00</updated><title type='text'>The Chance</title><content type='html'>Chance doesn't come by everytime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I wasn't sure whether Emily had helped me out or it is just that the manager feel that I am ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I am back from China, I will be officially be working and be trained in the bar. It is awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am all fired up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3126877323383792367-1422078238771924647?l=ryoushikun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/feeds/1422078238771924647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3126877323383792367&amp;postID=1422078238771924647' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/1422078238771924647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/1422078238771924647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/2010/11/chance.html' title='The Chance'/><author><name>robertccs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984865813979025614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/SucIG78yQEI/AAAAAAAAA0A/riwufXwaL8E/S220/DSC00542+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3126877323383792367.post-2851221570143673735</id><published>2010-11-05T00:16:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T00:16:19.052+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Found the Song again.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Etxgh3pQoLs?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca"&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/Etxgh3pQoLs?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&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/3126877323383792367-2851221570143673735?l=ryoushikun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/feeds/2851221570143673735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3126877323383792367&amp;postID=2851221570143673735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/2851221570143673735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/2851221570143673735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/2010/11/found-song-again.html' title='Found the Song again.'/><author><name>robertccs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984865813979025614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/SucIG78yQEI/AAAAAAAAA0A/riwufXwaL8E/S220/DSC00542+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3126877323383792367.post-4796927566135747576</id><published>2010-11-04T01:29:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T01:29:36.368+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Reunion</title><content type='html'>Suddenly I had this vision. A vision that you guys are in front of my place. My bar where I am serving you guys drinks and we are having a good time catching up with each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In life there are time that you hope that you can move further forward and leave some things behind for the moment. You won't want to forget them. You just feel like leaving it at that spot and&amp;nbsp;one&amp;nbsp;back for it when the moment is right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before this, I used to hope that I can forget things that I should. Later on I have learned that there is no need to forget them. Sad or happy, they are part of me now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People ask me whether should am I going back to Malaysia. This time, my answer will be a no again. There are things that I will have to accomplish here. This is the right time for me to do so and I will not let the chance slip away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3126877323383792367-4796927566135747576?l=ryoushikun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/feeds/4796927566135747576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3126877323383792367&amp;postID=4796927566135747576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/4796927566135747576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/4796927566135747576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/2010/11/reunion.html' title='Reunion'/><author><name>robertccs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984865813979025614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/SucIG78yQEI/AAAAAAAAA0A/riwufXwaL8E/S220/DSC00542+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3126877323383792367.post-6844518249335647669</id><published>2010-11-04T00:48:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T00:48:26.292+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Whiskey</title><content type='html'>From Black Label to Blue Label. Then you have some of the finest single malt whiskey, the Glenfiddich 15 years and etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, I am not in the mood to name all the whisky I know. Speaking about whisky, yesterday I nearly missed my last train home because of it. Learning more about whisky from my manager can be time consuming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much to talk about. Just woke up in the middle of the night waiting for my paper to start. Another 12 hours and I will finish with my 2nd paper. Boring?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Studying the same topic for a long time can be really tiring and boring. My friend was studying so seriously in the library and I ended up discussing about the graduation trip with another friend. CRAP!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3126877323383792367-6844518249335647669?l=ryoushikun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/feeds/6844518249335647669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3126877323383792367&amp;postID=6844518249335647669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/6844518249335647669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/6844518249335647669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/2010/11/whiskey.html' title='Whiskey'/><author><name>robertccs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984865813979025614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/SucIG78yQEI/AAAAAAAAA0A/riwufXwaL8E/S220/DSC00542+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3126877323383792367.post-7739775318212120631</id><published>2010-11-02T00:03:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2010-11-02T00:03:34.145+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Comfort Zone</title><content type='html'>In order to achieve our goals, we will have to leave our comfort zone from time to time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave this subject a thought yesterday while putting my notes aside and I somehow agree with it. In term of study, working, relationship, and etc. Somehow this sentence relates to all of them. It is crucial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I comfortable with my life now? Hell NO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing much that I can do but to dedicate my life and time into what I want in future. I don;t complain and ask for help. All I seek is guidance and teachings so that I will not make any mistake. Guide me to seek for perfection in the things I do. Nothing is perfect but we will still have to aim for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I am balancing my life between work and study. Working and training to be a bartender. Studying to be a professional civil engineer in the future. It is not easy. I will still have to face them one by one and concentrate on tackling them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it comfortable? Having dark eye loops. Sore muscle from work. Dead brain cell from study. Eat simple and easy cooked stuffs. Woke up at odd hours or burn midnight oil. Comfortable?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3126877323383792367-7739775318212120631?l=ryoushikun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/feeds/7739775318212120631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3126877323383792367&amp;postID=7739775318212120631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/7739775318212120631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/7739775318212120631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/2010/11/comfort-zone.html' title='Comfort Zone'/><author><name>robertccs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984865813979025614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/SucIG78yQEI/AAAAAAAAA0A/riwufXwaL8E/S220/DSC00542+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3126877323383792367.post-8425457961614887291</id><published>2010-10-31T13:34:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T13:34:00.931+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Black Russian</title><content type='html'>"May I have a Black Russian?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"HUH!?!?", the most unprofessional reply by me. Can't blame me. I wasn't in the bar yesterday. And yet I manage to get the cocktail done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Black Russian&lt;br /&gt;- 1 shot of Vodka&lt;br /&gt;- 1 shot of Kahlua&lt;br /&gt;Serve straight to the customer in the old&amp;nbsp;fashion&amp;nbsp;way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Variation:&lt;br /&gt;Serve in the Martini style or top it up with coke in Collins glass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, with or without cola, it doesn't does that great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;White Russian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;- 1 shot of Vodka&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;- 1 shot of Kahlua&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;- 1 shot of milk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;- 1 shot of heavy cream.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Might taste better since the coffee liqueur will blend nicely with the milk. I myself haven't try it yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;What am I doing now? Relaxing after covering 6 topics of ROAD study. Eating wicked wings, watching underworld, and having some cocktails popping up in my heads.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3126877323383792367-8425457961614887291?l=ryoushikun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/feeds/8425457961614887291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3126877323383792367&amp;postID=8425457961614887291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/8425457961614887291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/8425457961614887291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/2010/10/black-russian.html' title='Black Russian'/><author><name>robertccs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984865813979025614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/SucIG78yQEI/AAAAAAAAA0A/riwufXwaL8E/S220/DSC00542+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3126877323383792367.post-6896338004956879440</id><published>2010-10-28T21:55:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2010-10-28T21:57:08.019+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Investigation</title><content type='html'>Investigation. Engineering Investigation. Hardest? I am not sure yet. My table and floor is filled with papers with my scribbling. Repeatedly writing down notes and doing the problems over and over again just to understand the whole lectures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Tomorrow is the exam. I know I have prepared well. I am sure of it. 50 objectives and 3 hours to do it. No problem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Listening to some songs and stared at my black book. I haven't been writing anything in that book. A break from cocktails and bartender-natics. How I wish I can make some drinks now and try various methods. I can't. Have to focus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;A Toblerone, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;- What is the difference of it with and without the White Creme de Cacao?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;- I do prefer the garnish with honey strips in the colada glass. It really suits Toblerone. Chocolaty taste with a touch of the honey from the side.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;It is simple to make a toblerone. There seem to be a lot of variation to it as well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Basic:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;- 15ml Frangelico&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;- 15ml Kahlua&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;- 15ml Bailey&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;- Tablespoon of honey&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;- 30ml of  heavy cream&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;A refine glass would have:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;- 20 ml of White Creme de Cacao&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;- A scope of vanilla to it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Shake and Strain into a colada glass.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Lately, from observation I realised that my Sex on the Beach had lost its aesthetic value compare to what my manager had made. A light orange pinkish drink with foam filled to the top of the pina colada glass. Truly a drink for the summer by the beach.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Lately I found another drink that I will want to learn and master it. The "Groovy Fizz". Got attracted by the colours. The Crustas, The Crow, Flora Dora, Honeymoon, Citruschka, New Zealand Fruit Kava Lamp, Mojito, Tom Collins, Bijou, Amber, Addington, and etc. I really do enjoy making them and serving them up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Work hard and own a bar in the house in future. The perfect house bar. Where my family and friends can enjoy a few drinks with no last call.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3126877323383792367-6896338004956879440?l=ryoushikun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/feeds/6896338004956879440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3126877323383792367&amp;postID=6896338004956879440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/6896338004956879440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/6896338004956879440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/2010/10/investigation.html' title='Investigation'/><author><name>robertccs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984865813979025614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/SucIG78yQEI/AAAAAAAAA0A/riwufXwaL8E/S220/DSC00542+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3126877323383792367.post-771774373297133267</id><published>2010-10-19T02:25:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T02:25:03.151+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Trial and Error</title><content type='html'>I am now getting ready to study. No more cocktails at the moment. I should concentrate on my studies right now. One more month to the end of this semester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love and promise. Why be together when you guys are going to break up in the end? Nowadays love and promise are like trial and error. Trial and error is a waste of time in my opinion. However, there won't be any success if there aren't any trials to begin with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few days ago, my sis say that I am afraid to commit. It might have been true. Or it might have not been. In a relationship, the trial and error might the only way to find the everlasting relationship but it ain't as easy as mixing a cocktail recipe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking for instance, the classic Martini. It is simple. 5ml of Dry Vermouth, 75ml of Gin, and chuck in a slice of lemon. Some prefer to have the Dry vermouth shake and strain with ice into the chilled Martini glass. Some might like the glass to be coated with Dry Vermouth and have the Gin stir with Ice to a certain proportion and garnished with an olive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me, I still don't know how will a Martini being made is suitable for me. To find the perfect glass of Martini for me, I will have to keep trying different method and in the end I will be able to enjoy a glass with suit me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But a relationship doesn't works that way, in the process of trial and error, a lot will be hurt. I can always pour a glass of Martini that I dislike into the sink but not everything works that way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3126877323383792367-771774373297133267?l=ryoushikun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/feeds/771774373297133267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3126877323383792367&amp;postID=771774373297133267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/771774373297133267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/771774373297133267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/2010/10/trial-and-error.html' title='Trial and Error'/><author><name>robertccs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984865813979025614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/SucIG78yQEI/AAAAAAAAA0A/riwufXwaL8E/S220/DSC00542+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3126877323383792367.post-2199003599406505230</id><published>2010-10-16T12:02:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2010-10-16T12:02:18.850+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Awesome</title><content type='html'>Awesome people are all around. Yesterday I was surprised. My friend who had been through bartending training is actually an architect as well. He said that he did the training in the bar as a bartender as part time during his study as an architect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will not lose as well. I will definitely score in my civil engineer and be a pro bartender. I no longer have the intention of being an average good bartender now. I am aiming to being at least a semi pro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, I am tired. Assignments, work, and soon exams. My thoughts in the train yesterday are all gone due to my tiredness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't be bother now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3126877323383792367-2199003599406505230?l=ryoushikun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/feeds/2199003599406505230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3126877323383792367&amp;postID=2199003599406505230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/2199003599406505230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/2199003599406505230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/2010/10/awesome.html' title='Awesome'/><author><name>robertccs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984865813979025614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/SucIG78yQEI/AAAAAAAAA0A/riwufXwaL8E/S220/DSC00542+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3126877323383792367.post-8831291198782726552</id><published>2010-10-09T02:19:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2010-10-09T02:19:24.716+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Break Up season</title><content type='html'>A new season. Spring!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also a season for breakups?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3126877323383792367-8831291198782726552?l=ryoushikun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/feeds/8831291198782726552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3126877323383792367&amp;postID=8831291198782726552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/8831291198782726552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/8831291198782726552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/2010/10/break-up-season.html' title='Break Up season'/><author><name>robertccs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984865813979025614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/SucIG78yQEI/AAAAAAAAA0A/riwufXwaL8E/S220/DSC00542+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3126877323383792367.post-8113450033798234529</id><published>2010-10-08T02:01:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2010-10-08T02:01:56.229+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Erased</title><content type='html'>Sometimes, I think that it will be awesome if I can delete others' memories about me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3126877323383792367-8113450033798234529?l=ryoushikun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/feeds/8113450033798234529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3126877323383792367&amp;postID=8113450033798234529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/8113450033798234529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/8113450033798234529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/2010/10/erased.html' title='Erased'/><author><name>robertccs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984865813979025614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/SucIG78yQEI/AAAAAAAAA0A/riwufXwaL8E/S220/DSC00542+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3126877323383792367.post-7841102665888948617</id><published>2010-10-05T18:58:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T18:58:11.067+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Closure</title><content type='html'>Oh yea.. Is this the 01... What is the number again?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3126877323383792367-7841102665888948617?l=ryoushikun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/feeds/7841102665888948617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3126877323383792367&amp;postID=7841102665888948617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/7841102665888948617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/7841102665888948617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/2010/10/closure.html' title='Closure'/><author><name>robertccs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984865813979025614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/SucIG78yQEI/AAAAAAAAA0A/riwufXwaL8E/S220/DSC00542+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3126877323383792367.post-1269923012123558768</id><published>2010-10-03T03:25:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2010-10-03T03:25:33.670+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Training</title><content type='html'>Today wasn't busy. The restaurant is exceptionally quiet today and some of the colleagues and I left for home early today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These two days had been different. Finally, I was able to receive some training in the bar. From cocktail to coffee making. Seems like, coffee making in the western country is more tedious than Malaysia. The coffee bean to the coffee powder, we have to make sure that everything is fresh. There is a limit for each stage. A coffee bean can last for about 24 hours while the coffee powder can only last for 20 minutes once they are being exposed to the atmosphere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first cocktail that I made for the customer is the Cosmopolitan. Most people know about this drink. A simple cocktail but is rich in taste. A bit of orange mixed with the berry and a touch of sour taste. It is refreshing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I had made a big mistake. A very big mistake. I should have know about it. It is so simple. I should have used new ice for the shake and strain process but instead I rush into preparing the drink for the customer. Emily said that it wasn't my fault. The ice was becoming watery and the shake wasn't perfect. Well, I knew that the ice was becoming watery when I scoped the ice up. I should have went to the back for more new ice. Even though we are closing the bar soon, I should have. It was a terrible mistake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I had learned something new. Today is the day that I start to like Gin. I still remember the first time I tried Gin was during a Kuantan Trip with my friends during college. At that time none of us like it and we practically used it to clean the dishes. So called, alcohol will killed the bacteria so we decide to replace the dish detergent with Gin instead. What a waste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gin really taste good once we know the right way of handling it. I learned to appreciate the herb taste in it. Seem like, it is true that the best way to enjoy a Gin is to have it chilled and straight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the reason why I learned up bartending is to learn to appreciate the spirit and liqueur. Before this, the only thing I know about them is to get high and drunk with them. I do not care about the taste. Even though some of them do taste horrible when was mixed with green tea but we still had it just for the sake of getting high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine getting high and wasted with a 30 years old Chivas and then bragged about it the next day. Amateurs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;b style="color: purple;"&gt;WOW, last night we had this expensive 30 years old Chivas. It was 500 bucks a bottle. We were fucking high.&lt;/b&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think 30 years ago, the person who made this batch of Chivas was really hoping that we can enjoy the whisky properly. It is not easy to age the whisky for 30 years. The person might even be dead by the time the batch of Chivas is being marketed. All his hard worked and dedications is for a bunch of fools to brag about getting high on expensive spirits. It is sad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3126877323383792367-1269923012123558768?l=ryoushikun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/feeds/1269923012123558768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3126877323383792367&amp;postID=1269923012123558768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/1269923012123558768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/1269923012123558768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/2010/10/training.html' title='Training'/><author><name>robertccs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984865813979025614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/SucIG78yQEI/AAAAAAAAA0A/riwufXwaL8E/S220/DSC00542+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3126877323383792367.post-897337410523671615</id><published>2010-09-30T03:29:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-09-30T03:29:21.264+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Sex and Love</title><content type='html'>It is normal for the society to view guys as bad. Especially for the asian culture. Guys are well known for being unfaithful towards love and tends to be cheat in a relationship more easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys are bad because they can separate sex and love. As for the ladies, sex and love come together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As argue by the guys, for some guys, love sometimes do come with sex but after the sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't really sure about that. There is no point for me to argue or justify anything here as I am just another ordinary guy and I won;t know what I will do in future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was a small boy, the thing I learn is I get to own the things I like and love. As I grow older, I learn that there are things that we can;t own it even though we love them. I also learned that admiration, like, and love are all three very different things. Very different. In life, a lot of people tend to get confused with these three things with their feelings and thus made life complicated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life wasn't that complicated in the past. Girls aren't allow to mingle and the telecommunications are that advance. &amp;nbsp;Right now, everyone is free to communicate and mingle with each other. Feelings among us tend to get more complicated. It is beneficial because we all gets more choices but it also creates more problem and complicate things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things should just be simpler.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3126877323383792367-897337410523671615?l=ryoushikun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/feeds/897337410523671615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3126877323383792367&amp;postID=897337410523671615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/897337410523671615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/897337410523671615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/2010/09/sex-and-love.html' title='Sex and Love'/><author><name>robertccs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984865813979025614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/SucIG78yQEI/AAAAAAAAA0A/riwufXwaL8E/S220/DSC00542+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3126877323383792367.post-2565066101006533002</id><published>2010-09-28T02:37:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-09-28T02:37:33.403+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Hidden Meanings</title><content type='html'>In life, things aren't as simple as what we can see from the surface. In this blog, I had mentioned this a few times because that is what I think about this world. We prefer to see things simple because all of us are lazy or we just hate troubles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's say,&lt;br /&gt;You know a friend who is very tough, most of the time within them they are weak and it is the opposite for those people who we think they are weak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this true? We are all familiar about this sayings. But I have another view. This might be derived from our expectations. It is simple, a friend of you had been tough all the time, it is natural that you will expect him to be tough and when once awhile he he is not up to your expectation and you will start to think that he is weak within him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, people will always believe that they want. This is just another way of viewing things that are happening around us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do I believe in life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe that there is another reasons for anything that happened around us. I believe that things aren't that simple.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3126877323383792367-2565066101006533002?l=ryoushikun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/feeds/2565066101006533002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3126877323383792367&amp;postID=2565066101006533002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/2565066101006533002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/2565066101006533002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/2010/09/hidden-meanings.html' title='Hidden Meanings'/><author><name>robertccs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984865813979025614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/SucIG78yQEI/AAAAAAAAA0A/riwufXwaL8E/S220/DSC00542+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3126877323383792367.post-1097266795988375245</id><published>2010-09-25T14:26:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-09-25T14:26:30.133+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Punishment</title><content type='html'>The best punishment to be&amp;nbsp;instilled on a man is neither death nor taking away all his things but to instil guiltiness into him. Let him carry it for the entire life. There is no other way than to make him feel worst than that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3126877323383792367-1097266795988375245?l=ryoushikun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/feeds/1097266795988375245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3126877323383792367&amp;postID=1097266795988375245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/1097266795988375245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/1097266795988375245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/2010/09/punishment.html' title='Punishment'/><author><name>robertccs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984865813979025614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/SucIG78yQEI/AAAAAAAAA0A/riwufXwaL8E/S220/DSC00542+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3126877323383792367.post-3903548862694682291</id><published>2010-09-23T17:11:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-09-23T17:11:06.399+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Dedicated</title><content type='html'>Cuban is the original place for the cocktail Mojito. It was also considered as one of the cocktails that every bartender should know. The citrus, blend in with the minty and sweet taste is not easy to make.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My co-worker, friend, Marlon took around 9 months to perfect the drink. 9 months just to perfect a drink that seem simple to make.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I was delighted as both my manager, Martin, and Marlon taught me a lot of things. Learned two cocktails and they are the Sex on the Beach, and Sour. Sex on the Beach might have different variation to it, but I will definitely try them out to see what is the difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shaking was said to played an important part in cocktail making. Shake and roll differ depending on the type of spirit we use. Breaking the ice or having it dilute faster might destroy the taste for some spirits while at the same time will be able to soften the taste for the others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Making a cocktail need dedication to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;If you want to be a bartender that make drinks for everyone then follow by the book. But if you are going to make it special then you will have to use replace the ingredients in the book with high quality ingredients.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;- Martin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I agree with this saying. Marlon also told me something that caught my attention, while shaking the cocktail, we have to put a bit of heart into it. It is amazing to discover the art of making as well as enjoy these drinks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While drinking sour, we have to drink with the foam together. The foam actually make the drink smoother.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3126877323383792367-3903548862694682291?l=ryoushikun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/feeds/3903548862694682291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3126877323383792367&amp;postID=3903548862694682291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/3903548862694682291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/3903548862694682291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/2010/09/dedicated.html' title='Dedicated'/><author><name>robertccs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984865813979025614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/SucIG78yQEI/AAAAAAAAA0A/riwufXwaL8E/S220/DSC00542+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3126877323383792367.post-752425804692023952</id><published>2010-09-22T00:41:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T00:45:04.935+10:00</updated><title type='text'>摘星之旅</title><content type='html'>Life is too complicated. Leading a life by yourself is much more simple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The title above is the title for a TVB drama. Another awesome series I would say. Portrait the life of different people living in the same world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It might be the same old thing,&lt;br /&gt;Good VS Evil&lt;br /&gt;Love VS Hatred&lt;br /&gt;Lovers VS Friends&lt;br /&gt;Family, Friends, and etc....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mum might be right about leading a simple life. If I am to lead a simple life, I will open a cosy bar with BBQ facilities at a beach. Everyday enjoy the sun rise and sun set looking at people playing happily right beside the beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I am to do that, I will be sorry to my family who had hope that we would achieve something more in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is full of dilemma, I told my mum that I wanted to climb higher and reach out to somewhere higher and yet she say she hope that we would lead a normal and simple life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone please direct me to what I want. I am lack of motivation now. Emotional. Weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. I can't hope for that. I am Sam and I will know what I want. Right now I just want to go to a place and look at the stars. Maybe with a friend and a few cans of beer. It will be awesome. I just want to lie down there and have a good sleep under the starry night. Enjoy the night breeze and be rewarded with a few sweet dreams.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Night people. and sweet dreams.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3126877323383792367-752425804692023952?l=ryoushikun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/feeds/752425804692023952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3126877323383792367&amp;postID=752425804692023952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/752425804692023952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/752425804692023952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/2010/09/blog-post.html' title='摘星之旅'/><author><name>robertccs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984865813979025614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/SucIG78yQEI/AAAAAAAAA0A/riwufXwaL8E/S220/DSC00542+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3126877323383792367.post-7822646793303725673</id><published>2010-09-21T21:46:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T21:46:45.156+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Malaysian~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LP9DL1lmWSM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_GB"&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/LP9DL1lmWSM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_GB" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A person that everyone should look upon to. A strong and dedicated person who fight for what he believes. This is life should be. We should fight for our dream regardless of what others think about us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This guy is LEGENDARY. AWESOME!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malaysia is where I come from but I do not have the spirit to fix that country. This guy has the guts and courage to do it. He had all my support. What I can only do I fleet to another country to start another life hoping that it will bring a better future for my family. He stay and fight for our country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not that awesome. I know I am selfish.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3126877323383792367-7822646793303725673?l=ryoushikun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/feeds/7822646793303725673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3126877323383792367&amp;postID=7822646793303725673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/7822646793303725673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/7822646793303725673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/2010/09/malaysian.html' title='Malaysian~~'/><author><name>robertccs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984865813979025614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/SucIG78yQEI/AAAAAAAAA0A/riwufXwaL8E/S220/DSC00542+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3126877323383792367.post-4547916129677770028</id><published>2010-09-21T02:15:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T02:15:37.352+10:00</updated><title type='text'>You said it...</title><content type='html'>You said it. What you had said really got into me. That is very scary. I thought those aren't the reasons for me to be that emotional. But it might have played a part in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You said that I am responsible, I always know what to do, a perfectionist, and so on. You said that you like being with me. You said that you feel that you understand me and yet I seem different in other ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You ask me why I can't accept you. Is it because I have someone else in my mind? I took a few minutes to think about that and there is no one in my mind. Is it because I just don't like you? Might be, you might not have been my type of girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The facts that you said you seem to be able to understand me kinda attracted me for a moment but not for long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking about the above subject in the morning while I was in my friend's car heading to city for my air ticket. I was half asleep in the car.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3126877323383792367-4547916129677770028?l=ryoushikun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/feeds/4547916129677770028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3126877323383792367&amp;postID=4547916129677770028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/4547916129677770028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/4547916129677770028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/2010/09/you-said-it.html' title='You said it...'/><author><name>robertccs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984865813979025614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/SucIG78yQEI/AAAAAAAAA0A/riwufXwaL8E/S220/DSC00542+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3126877323383792367.post-1211595305147369122</id><published>2010-09-20T10:58:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T10:58:07.362+10:00</updated><title type='text'>A whole new DAY!!</title><content type='html'>Waiting for the ride to the city to collect my air ticket to CHINA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will definitely be a whole new experience for me to "work" at a foreign place. Australia is no longer foreign for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 hours of sleep really going to make my day today. AWESOME!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3126877323383792367-1211595305147369122?l=ryoushikun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/feeds/1211595305147369122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3126877323383792367&amp;postID=1211595305147369122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/1211595305147369122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/1211595305147369122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/2010/09/whole-new-day.html' title='A whole new DAY!!'/><author><name>robertccs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984865813979025614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/SucIG78yQEI/AAAAAAAAA0A/riwufXwaL8E/S220/DSC00542+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3126877323383792367.post-7525805729277856986</id><published>2010-09-20T00:42:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T00:54:24.318+10:00</updated><title type='text'>The Train Ride</title><content type='html'>As usual, the same train ride from Melbourne Central to Clayton railway station. The ride will take around 35 minutes and tonight ride seem different from before. I always take the train whenever I visit the city, lately I took the ride more often as I am working in the city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, the train ride seem different. It seems longer than usual. However, the time in my watch state that it took about the same amount of time. Time seem slower tonight in the train. I took the 10.30pm train from Melbourne central. Sat in a corner in one of the carriages of the train. The train was packed with people. At that moment. the scene seems familiar. The scene seem to be taken out from some movie where the main character sat down quietly in a corner with a lot of people in the train talking to each other. However, the whole atmosphere was dead quiet for him as the voices did not reach his ears at that moment. This time I was the main character.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a heavy feeling, I gazed through the window into the dark night. In life, you may get a lot of friends but quality friends only come in a very small number. Tonight I had reached a breaking point. Usually I am able to hold the feelings but tonight emotion got me. It seems that I had similar situations in the past before. Everything just kept flashing in my mind and I couldn't take it any more and needed somewhere to throw them in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the flashes, these feelings that I had before was back in 2007 after I sent my best friend off to England to study at KLIA. The drive home in the car is indeed a long drive. The second time will be when I left Australia for the first time for my studies. This time will be when, my Taiwan friend leaving Melbourne. Seem like it will be take a long time for me to meet up with them again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is life. An ending to an event marks a beginning of something new. Even the longest felt railway will reach its destination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/TJYhNUxD8-I/AAAAAAAAA_M/aRKa49-P-yk/s1600/IMG_1381.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/TJYhNUxD8-I/AAAAAAAAA_M/aRKa49-P-yk/s320/IMG_1381.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="text-align: left;clear: both; "&gt;No one like losing things. Especially when it comes to be separated with people you cherish. One of the moment that I hate the most but yet life goes on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="text-align: left;clear: both; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="text-align: left;clear: both; "&gt;Emotion can really be hard to hold back. How come I can;t hold back this time? Too tired? I thought it is because the date is 19th September. Well, after the clock strike 12 and the date changed to 20th September, I realised that it is not because of the date. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="text-align: left;clear: both; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="text-align: left;clear: both; "&gt;Is it because about what happened few days ago that had even become the reason that I can;t sleep for the whole night? Nah, I can handle those stuff easily. I even had forgotten about them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="text-align: left;clear: both; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="text-align: left;clear: both; "&gt;I am tired now. Tomorrow, I will still have to go to the city again to get my air ticket to China. China tour and intern. I will miss my friends. They had been awesome. In life, I have gotta admit, it is not easy to meet awesome people that you really like to spend time with. Today my friend said something that made me realize, "It doesn't matter where you travel to and what you had done, it is about who you have been with and those memories count.".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3126877323383792367-7525805729277856986?l=ryoushikun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/feeds/7525805729277856986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3126877323383792367&amp;postID=7525805729277856986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/7525805729277856986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/7525805729277856986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/2010/09/train-ride.html' title='The Train Ride'/><author><name>robertccs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984865813979025614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/SucIG78yQEI/AAAAAAAAA0A/riwufXwaL8E/S220/DSC00542+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/TJYhNUxD8-I/AAAAAAAAA_M/aRKa49-P-yk/s72-c/IMG_1381.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3126877323383792367.post-2431156287345017457</id><published>2010-09-18T03:59:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T04:02:47.294+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Really?</title><content type='html'>It is amazing. I am amazed with the things you had said about me. They might be right and might be wrong.  For me myself don't really know the true answer about me. I am still on the way on discovering the true me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is me. A perfectionist that will always try to seek for a way to be better than the others and learn from the best.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For what you had said about me made me sleepless for the whole night. Maybe I am going through sleepless night again as the weather began to change warmer. My adrenalin is all pumped up again for more action. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sleeping is a waste of time. Just now, getting a two shot of latte with no sugar from Emily really make my night. Imagine being sleepless for more than 36 hours? I would say awesome. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Later on I will try on the sleep cycle. It was said that a sleep cycle take about 110 minutes. Hope that it is true. It will then be useful for me to maximise my life in the future.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3126877323383792367-2431156287345017457?l=ryoushikun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/feeds/2431156287345017457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3126877323383792367&amp;postID=2431156287345017457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/2431156287345017457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/2431156287345017457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/2010/09/really.html' title='Really?'/><author><name>robertccs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984865813979025614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/SucIG78yQEI/AAAAAAAAA0A/riwufXwaL8E/S220/DSC00542+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3126877323383792367.post-6443917468754435876</id><published>2010-09-14T00:18:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-09-14T00:18:57.227+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost Something?</title><content type='html'>Right now, what kind of person am I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I lost something on my way, I will not waste my time looking for it. Keep moving forward and let things be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I am that person.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3126877323383792367-6443917468754435876?l=ryoushikun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/feeds/6443917468754435876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3126877323383792367&amp;postID=6443917468754435876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/6443917468754435876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/6443917468754435876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/2010/09/lost-something.html' title='Lost Something?'/><author><name>robertccs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984865813979025614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/SucIG78yQEI/AAAAAAAAA0A/riwufXwaL8E/S220/DSC00542+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3126877323383792367.post-4469787093242957783</id><published>2010-09-12T22:41:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T03:59:33.705+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Barney and Ted</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;"&gt;For those who had watched the series, "How I met Your Mother" would have known about these two characters. Two best friends with different lifestyle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Lately I had found out that it is easy for me to lead Barney way of life instead of Ted. It is easier to lead a life with no responsibilities. But can we do that?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3126877323383792367-4469787093242957783?l=ryoushikun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/feeds/4469787093242957783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3126877323383792367&amp;postID=4469787093242957783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/4469787093242957783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/4469787093242957783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/2010/09/barney-and-ted.html' title='Barney and Ted'/><author><name>robertccs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984865813979025614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/SucIG78yQEI/AAAAAAAAA0A/riwufXwaL8E/S220/DSC00542+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3126877323383792367.post-3566684633255177338</id><published>2010-09-07T08:19:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T08:19:19.082+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Woke Up.</title><content type='html'>Now I finally woke up at 6am. I managed to wake myself up from the lazy and slack lifestyle. Went to gym and then got myself a cup of Green Tea Latte.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now I am at the computer lab going to do my work. I will finish up my part for the Bridge Analysis report.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seem AWESOME!!. Well, I did not sleep for the whole night and now I am surprised that I still feel awake.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3126877323383792367-3566684633255177338?l=ryoushikun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/feeds/3566684633255177338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3126877323383792367&amp;postID=3566684633255177338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/3566684633255177338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/3566684633255177338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/2010/09/woke-up.html' title='Woke Up.'/><author><name>robertccs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984865813979025614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/SucIG78yQEI/AAAAAAAAA0A/riwufXwaL8E/S220/DSC00542+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>Monash University, Clayton VIC, Australia</georss:featurename><georss:point>-37.9080776469531 145.13282775878906</georss:point><georss:box>-37.912310146953104 145.12553225878906 -37.9038451469531 145.14012325878906</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3126877323383792367.post-6976837359778660638</id><published>2010-09-07T01:14:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T01:14:11.943+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Fragile Love</title><content type='html'>"&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Love is fragile. And we're not always its best caretakers. We just muddle through and do the best we can. And hope this fragile thing survives against all odds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;- Steve Miller&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3126877323383792367-6976837359778660638?l=ryoushikun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/feeds/6976837359778660638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3126877323383792367&amp;postID=6976837359778660638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/6976837359778660638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/6976837359778660638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/2010/09/fragile-love.html' title='Fragile Love'/><author><name>robertccs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984865813979025614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/SucIG78yQEI/AAAAAAAAA0A/riwufXwaL8E/S220/DSC00542+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3126877323383792367.post-7442108343158860136</id><published>2010-09-07T00:21:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T00:21:46.506+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Stagnant.</title><content type='html'>Life has been pretty stagnant for me lately. Boring. Boring uni. Boring job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least today I had a very good conversation with a friend. It made the day a bit interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few days ago, I am grateful that you gave me a solution to my problems. Seem like it is true when we are at a different place from home, we will definitely change. I have change. I am not like the person I used to be and I am not the person I hoped to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow I don't find that bothering me. I am casual. Maybe too casual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being casual is good. You won't get hurt but you will&amp;nbsp;disappoint&amp;nbsp;the people around of you from time to time. But being boring sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, I will definitely pay Syn Bar a visit. Time to try a whole new different lifestyle.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3126877323383792367-7442108343158860136?l=ryoushikun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/feeds/7442108343158860136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3126877323383792367&amp;postID=7442108343158860136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/7442108343158860136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/7442108343158860136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/2010/09/stagnant.html' title='Stagnant.'/><author><name>robertccs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984865813979025614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/SucIG78yQEI/AAAAAAAAA0A/riwufXwaL8E/S220/DSC00542+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3126877323383792367.post-1098740833306692375</id><published>2010-09-06T22:08:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T22:08:48.402+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Continuation...</title><content type='html'>As I had promised, I have a post that will explained on my choice on the last post. Experience VS Knowledge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will take both of them. They are both equal important to me. By having both of them only we will be able to advance forward faster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe that is the who I am. This is not being greedy. Prefer to be prepare. There is a saying,"&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Always be prepare and never have the opportunity rather than you are not prepare and have to face the opportunity.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3126877323383792367-1098740833306692375?l=ryoushikun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/feeds/1098740833306692375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3126877323383792367&amp;postID=1098740833306692375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/1098740833306692375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/1098740833306692375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/2010/09/continuation.html' title='Continuation...'/><author><name>robertccs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984865813979025614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/SucIG78yQEI/AAAAAAAAA0A/riwufXwaL8E/S220/DSC00542+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3126877323383792367.post-8141071924806362985</id><published>2010-09-02T03:08:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T03:08:15.878+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Knowledge VS Experience</title><content type='html'>Hm.. Which is better?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will explained in time to come.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3126877323383792367-8141071924806362985?l=ryoushikun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/feeds/8141071924806362985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3126877323383792367&amp;postID=8141071924806362985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/8141071924806362985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/8141071924806362985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/2010/09/knowledge-vs-experience.html' title='Knowledge VS Experience'/><author><name>robertccs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984865813979025614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/SucIG78yQEI/AAAAAAAAA0A/riwufXwaL8E/S220/DSC00542+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3126877323383792367.post-8758250953258640546</id><published>2010-08-31T17:12:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T17:12:10.646+10:00</updated><title type='text'>It is never too late.</title><content type='html'>Now I realize. There are times, boys can be some real idiots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the biggest mistake I had made in my life. However, there is no time for regrets but to look forward and never to repeat the same mistake again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry is not the word a person would want to listen. The action that counts. It might have been too late for what happened but it is never too late for what is going to happen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3126877323383792367-8758250953258640546?l=ryoushikun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/feeds/8758250953258640546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3126877323383792367&amp;postID=8758250953258640546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/8758250953258640546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/8758250953258640546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/2010/08/it-is-never-too-late.html' title='It is never too late.'/><author><name>robertccs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984865813979025614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/SucIG78yQEI/AAAAAAAAA0A/riwufXwaL8E/S220/DSC00542+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3126877323383792367.post-1192121775111450347</id><published>2010-08-31T01:15:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T01:15:09.801+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Trial?</title><content type='html'>My trial as a bartender will begin on Wednesday. The manager ask me to fill up the form and now I realised that I had lost my TFN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seem like I will have to call up the Australia Government and get one tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3126877323383792367-1192121775111450347?l=ryoushikun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/feeds/1192121775111450347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3126877323383792367&amp;postID=1192121775111450347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/1192121775111450347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/1192121775111450347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/2010/08/trial.html' title='Trial?'/><author><name>robertccs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984865813979025614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/SucIG78yQEI/AAAAAAAAA0A/riwufXwaL8E/S220/DSC00542+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3126877323383792367.post-3870437387324276644</id><published>2010-08-30T00:42:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T00:42:31.619+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Our purpose?</title><content type='html'>Coming down to the Earth with a purpose? An arranged purpose or we will have to search and define our own?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your purpose? Do you even know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are times I like to argue with my mum. There are a lot of times she won't agree with the things I planned but yet she still trust that I can manage my own life well. That what being parents are all about. Love each other. Form a family of two. Give birth and form bigger family. Later on, nurture the kids and educate them and watch them grow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today my mum has been very funny in the internet. She would always hope that I would lead a normal life. A life with a sustainable income, form a small family and lead a normal life. Being me, I would like to defy that law about leading a normal life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don;t mind forming a family but I just want to explore the world. Search for my own purpose. There are a lot of people in this world that had done great things and taken the paths less taken by other people. I admire the courage shown by those people who are willing to sacrifice for their goals and dreams. It takes a lot of discipline to be able to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few weeks ago, I met this engineer who had sacrifice his life to build bridges for the third world country. My mum argued that those third world country would have engineers and why not they do it and there are a lot of engineers outside and they can take turns to volunteer to help those countries. If only life is that simple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In third world country, how many engineers in the country? Even if they do have, do they have enough manpower and skills? With the exponential growth in the populations, everywhere seem to be lacking of engineers. Even if so, how many people across the world would volunteer their time to travel to the third world country to build those bridges. In some country, waiting for the projects to be approved would take months and how many engineers would be willing to sacrifice that period of time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If he is not doing it then who will help those people? Is he leading a normal life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A normal engineers would have an office, an assistant, and a decent shelter. He does't have all those stuffs. With a laptop and his calculations, he will have to come out with ways to obtained the materials, technologies, and the manpower to build a bridge. Those bridges might seem simple but it connects those people from rural area into civilisations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you arrived at country like Cambodia, you will understand how rural their rural places can be. I will definitely pay those places a visit and see how things work out for them. You can hear from the others bout how bad those places can be but you will never truly understand them unless you experienced them for yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't give people the crap that you pity them because they do not have enough food, have the facilities like you do, and then give people the bullshit on how you have donated these and that for them. What they need would be sustainable actions. Clothings and food that you have donated would only last them for awhile, but if you help the community to grow and they&amp;nbsp;themselves&amp;nbsp;would be able to make a living out of it in future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Don't give a man fish but instead give him a fishing rod and teach him to fish".&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just now, I didn't know how the conversation had ended in a way that I told my mum that, if you want a daughter in-law and grandchildren then ask Kelvin to get them for you. It can be his duty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pushing all the duty to my bro. I wouldn't be intentionally to go and look for all these things and won't mind having them. It is just that I won't promise anything as I have something else in mind right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3126877323383792367-3870437387324276644?l=ryoushikun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/feeds/3870437387324276644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3126877323383792367&amp;postID=3870437387324276644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/3870437387324276644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/3870437387324276644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/2010/08/our-purpose.html' title='Our purpose?'/><author><name>robertccs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984865813979025614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/SucIG78yQEI/AAAAAAAAA0A/riwufXwaL8E/S220/DSC00542+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3126877323383792367.post-8649700622508692645</id><published>2010-08-27T09:20:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T09:20:51.027+10:00</updated><title type='text'>I will..</title><content type='html'>Today I will finish up the road assignment and definitely the geo-engineering part 1. Have been slacking. Wondering why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday morning, I had just printed the appendix out for my workings. I will have to do them before 11am and then head to uni and deal with the road assignment. NICE! It is really awesome.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3126877323383792367-8649700622508692645?l=ryoushikun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/feeds/8649700622508692645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3126877323383792367&amp;postID=8649700622508692645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/8649700622508692645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/8649700622508692645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-will.html' title='I will..'/><author><name>robertccs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984865813979025614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/SucIG78yQEI/AAAAAAAAA0A/riwufXwaL8E/S220/DSC00542+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3126877323383792367.post-2095485381049658644</id><published>2010-08-24T21:09:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T21:09:45.876+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Decide</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;'God determines who walks into your life.It is up to you to decide who you let to walk away,who you let to stay, and who you refuse to let go&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3126877323383792367-2095485381049658644?l=ryoushikun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/feeds/2095485381049658644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3126877323383792367&amp;postID=2095485381049658644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/2095485381049658644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/2095485381049658644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/2010/08/decide.html' title='Decide'/><author><name>robertccs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984865813979025614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/SucIG78yQEI/AAAAAAAAA0A/riwufXwaL8E/S220/DSC00542+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3126877323383792367.post-6448299568902822377</id><published>2010-08-24T00:57:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T00:57:06.669+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Caipiroska</title><content type='html'>Today cocktail is Caipiroska. Now following the recipe from what I have learned from Vic Bar School and I like it very much. This is the fun part about cocktail making. There are no boundaries to what you can produce. There are so many ingredients and you can mix and modify accordingly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like my life. There is no boundaries to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still remember the other day interview. One of the question was, "how far do you want to go in your career?". I don't limit myself to how far I can go. Obviously that is my answer. In life, there are times it is easier to be honest with strangers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The taste of the Caipiroska. Sour, bitter, stingy, and smooth. Just like our life. A mixture of different taste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, I don't know how to describe my life. I find that lately, I have understand myself better. I may have not become the person I wanted to be when I was younger but at least I am following a path that I am believing in right now. When I was a kid, it is easier to think that life is simple. Study hard and get a job that I dreamt off and then find a nice and pretty lady and marry and form a family. However, life get much more interesting and you will want to discover more. You changed your job preference. You add more goals into your life and keep chasing on. You found a lot of nice girls and things do not work out. You want this and that, and in the end you will have to learn to balance things up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I just want a job on bartending so that I can improve my skills on my new found interest. Have to start studying soon for the final. Have to backup for the assignments. Have been slacking.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3126877323383792367-6448299568902822377?l=ryoushikun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/feeds/6448299568902822377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3126877323383792367&amp;postID=6448299568902822377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/6448299568902822377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/6448299568902822377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/2010/08/caipiroska.html' title='Caipiroska'/><author><name>robertccs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984865813979025614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/SucIG78yQEI/AAAAAAAAA0A/riwufXwaL8E/S220/DSC00542+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3126877323383792367.post-9144851970128689235</id><published>2010-08-24T00:27:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T00:28:20.924+10:00</updated><title type='text'>JUJU ~ Hello Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="660" height="405"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3k6QBo5JJHE?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3k6QBo5JJHE?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="660" height="405"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case if you don't understand. The lyrics is as below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The season that we always waited for&lt;br /&gt;Passed by without saying anything&lt;br /&gt;It rains incessantly on this street&lt;br /&gt;Wrapping up a few regrets and faults&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time passes as I swore not to cry&lt;br /&gt;I became alone without noticing my aching heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"In [my] memory We can live together forever"&lt;br /&gt;Even now your voice echoes in my heart That is the shadow of a wandering love&lt;br /&gt;Did you cry a little? At that time I could not see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason I am living is not to know how far my limits are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However If I open a new door and go out to the sea&lt;br /&gt;I can feel "the end" perfectly beyond the waves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I extend this hand and advance to the sky and catch the wind&lt;br /&gt;Let's go on living&lt;br /&gt;It will come around somewhere again&lt;br /&gt;A place that has existed since the distant past&lt;br /&gt;Only at night does the season change&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before long The rain had stopped&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"In [my] memory We can live together forever"&lt;br /&gt;Even now your voice echoes in my heart That is the shadow of a wandering love&lt;br /&gt;Did you cry a little? At that time I could not see&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3126877323383792367-9144851970128689235?l=ryoushikun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/feeds/9144851970128689235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3126877323383792367&amp;postID=9144851970128689235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/9144851970128689235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/9144851970128689235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/2010/08/juju-hello-again.html' title='JUJU ~ Hello Again'/><author><name>robertccs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984865813979025614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/SucIG78yQEI/AAAAAAAAA0A/riwufXwaL8E/S220/DSC00542+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3126877323383792367.post-7791962312495809430</id><published>2010-08-22T00:11:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T00:11:37.431+10:00</updated><title type='text'>By 茅原実里</title><content type='html'>望むことは何？私が問いかける&lt;br /&gt;何もいらない嘘ではなかった&lt;br /&gt;消える世界にも私の場所がある&lt;br /&gt;それも知らない自分でさえも&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;閉じこめた意識は時を結び&lt;br /&gt;願いを繰り返すまた会うまで&lt;br /&gt;忘れないで&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;眠る日々の中私に残るのは&lt;br /&gt;記憶それとも忘却だろうか&lt;br /&gt;やがて世界には眠りが訪れて&lt;br /&gt;一人一人の明日に変える&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;選ばれた未来を見送るのにな&lt;br /&gt;願いが叶っても忘れないで&lt;br /&gt;忘れないで&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;消える世界にも私の場所がある&lt;br /&gt;それも知らない自分でさえも&lt;br /&gt;思い出すまでは&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3126877323383792367-7791962312495809430?l=ryoushikun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/feeds/7791962312495809430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3126877323383792367&amp;postID=7791962312495809430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/7791962312495809430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/7791962312495809430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/2010/08/by.html' title='By 茅原実里'/><author><name>robertccs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984865813979025614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/SucIG78yQEI/AAAAAAAAA0A/riwufXwaL8E/S220/DSC00542+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3126877323383792367.post-8231588610967695024</id><published>2010-08-20T00:02:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T00:03:32.199+10:00</updated><title type='text'>6th Anniversary</title><content type='html'>18th August was G-stringZ 6th year Anniversary. I miss those days. When it comes to G-stringZ, it would be the 5 awesome people who got together for basketball. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friendships. They are the best things in life. Cherish it. I am.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3126877323383792367-8231588610967695024?l=ryoushikun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/feeds/8231588610967695024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3126877323383792367&amp;postID=8231588610967695024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/8231588610967695024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/8231588610967695024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/2010/08/6th-anniversary.html' title='6th Anniversary'/><author><name>robertccs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984865813979025614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/SucIG78yQEI/AAAAAAAAA0A/riwufXwaL8E/S220/DSC00542+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3126877323383792367.post-6147041814651330321</id><published>2010-08-15T01:08:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T01:08:44.071+10:00</updated><title type='text'>張敬軒 - 聽說愛情回來過</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="580" height="360"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/M4UTIn66elo?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=1"&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/M4UTIn66elo?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="580" height="360"&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/3126877323383792367-6147041814651330321?l=ryoushikun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/feeds/6147041814651330321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3126877323383792367&amp;postID=6147041814651330321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/6147041814651330321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/6147041814651330321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/2010/08/blog-post_15.html' title='張敬軒 - 聽說愛情回來過'/><author><name>robertccs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984865813979025614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/SucIG78yQEI/AAAAAAAAA0A/riwufXwaL8E/S220/DSC00542+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3126877323383792367.post-3497685168237612610</id><published>2010-08-14T23:13:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2010-08-14T23:14:00.433+10:00</updated><title type='text'>The Sweet Dream Will Never Do...</title><content type='html'>This line rings in my ear after I watch the movie&amp;nbsp;Armageddon. Just back from another awesome trip. More experience gained. More fun achieved and the tiredness is worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;Gain and Loss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;Success and Fail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;Sweet and Bitter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;Love and Hatred&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A constant battle between these things. I hate to fail. I hate loss. Hate, is the opposite of love. Simple, I love gain and success.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who doesn't? However, a loss always reward you with a different gain. Failing now means you will learn to success in the future. Life isn;t that bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet and bitter. They should always come together. Life is a mixture of these two. Why do I love cocktails? Cocktails are most of the time a mixture of bitter and sweet. Sweetness from the syrup or juice, while bitterness from the spirits or liqueur. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some say that to be strong is to hold on while some say that to be strong is to be able to let go. To me, I prefer to box them up. Memories can be both sweet and bitter but they should both be cherished together. This is my decision. I had prefer not to forget or let go. I had realised that these two things can't be separated.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3126877323383792367-3497685168237612610?l=ryoushikun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/feeds/3497685168237612610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3126877323383792367&amp;postID=3497685168237612610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/3497685168237612610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/3497685168237612610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/2010/08/sweet-dream-will-never-do.html' title='The Sweet Dream Will Never Do...'/><author><name>robertccs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984865813979025614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/SucIG78yQEI/AAAAAAAAA0A/riwufXwaL8E/S220/DSC00542+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3126877323383792367.post-3941137335485614554</id><published>2010-08-13T01:05:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T01:05:14.849+10:00</updated><title type='text'>寂寞!?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;有些人，是你在寂寞的时候才想起。。。有些人，是你想起的时候，&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="word_break" style="display: block; float: left; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; margin-left: -10px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;觉得寂寞&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;。。&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;。&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3126877323383792367-3941137335485614554?l=ryoushikun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/feeds/3941137335485614554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3126877323383792367&amp;postID=3941137335485614554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/3941137335485614554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/3941137335485614554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/2010/08/blog-post.html' title='寂寞!?'/><author><name>robertccs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984865813979025614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/SucIG78yQEI/AAAAAAAAA0A/riwufXwaL8E/S220/DSC00542+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3126877323383792367.post-2315453975846534455</id><published>2010-08-12T21:44:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T21:56:39.535+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Who am I?</title><content type='html'>22 years of journey and I have not discover who am I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So who am I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name Sam given by my parents. Full name would be Chin Sam Cheong. Given English name is Robert. Online game name would be Ryoushi. Malaysian. Born in 1988. Height 176cm. Weight 72 kg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made in... Have you guys ever wonder where were you guys made?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/TGPcpLTD1aI/AAAAAAAAA_A/fDwYFqdbcEE/s1600/DSC00330.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/TGPcpLTD1aI/AAAAAAAAA_A/fDwYFqdbcEE/s320/DSC00330.JPG" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Looking at this, I would think I was made in France.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Even though I might be made in France but I was being finished in Malaysia. All there things about me. They don't describe who am I. Do they?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;As a son, am I filial? I don't think so. Not planning to go back on the coming Summer. Spend money. Fool around. Sleep a lot. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;In my family, being the eldest. I am not as bright as my brother and not as good in sport as my sister. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Among friends, I am not good looking like Kah Ho, Smart like Dian, music talented like Kean Soon, and not a good talker like Lionel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Age at 22, there are a lot of entrepreneurs outside are making millions now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Hurt more people than I help the others.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So who am I? What is it that I am good at? Where do I belong or where do I want to be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still wondering.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In life there are time you will wonder. Just wonder some random stuffs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3126877323383792367-2315453975846534455?l=ryoushikun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/feeds/2315453975846534455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3126877323383792367&amp;postID=2315453975846534455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/2315453975846534455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/2315453975846534455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/2010/08/who-am-i.html' title='Who am I?'/><author><name>robertccs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984865813979025614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/SucIG78yQEI/AAAAAAAAA0A/riwufXwaL8E/S220/DSC00542+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/TGPcpLTD1aI/AAAAAAAAA_A/fDwYFqdbcEE/s72-c/DSC00330.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3126877323383792367.post-6132596904874028210</id><published>2010-08-12T21:28:00.005+10:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T21:32:07.221+10:00</updated><title type='text'>I Don't Want To Miss A Thing.</title><content type='html'>There are things in life that you hope that you wouldn't miss. Some part that you hope that you can be every part of it and yet it is not reachable. It is only a dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You hope that you wouldn't miss a thing and miss it very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please enjoy the beautiful song sang by Yuna Ito, I don;t want to miss a thing. Original song by Aerosminth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="360" width="580"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/da74K3bjH8c?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/da74K3bjH8c?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="580" height="360"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I could stay awake just to hear you breathing&lt;br /&gt;Watch you smile while you are sleeping&lt;br /&gt;While you're far away and dreaming&lt;br /&gt;I could spend my life in this sweet surrender&lt;br /&gt;I could stay lost in this moment forever&lt;br /&gt;Where every moment spent with you is a moment I treasure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna close my eyes, I don't wanna fall asleep&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'd miss you baby and I don't wanna miss a thing&lt;br /&gt;'Cause even when I dream of you the sweetest dream would never do&lt;br /&gt;I'd still miss you baby and I don't want to miss a thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lying close to you feeling your heart beating&lt;br /&gt;And I'm wondering what you're dreaming&lt;br /&gt;Wondering if it's me you're seeing&lt;br /&gt;Then I kiss your eyes and thank God we're together&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna stay with you in this moment forever, forever and ever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna close my eyes, I don't wanna fall asleep&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'd miss you baby and I don't wanna miss a thing&lt;br /&gt;'Cause even when I dream of you the sweetest dream would never do&lt;br /&gt;I'd still miss you baby and I don't want to miss a thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna miss one smile, I don't wanna miss one kiss&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna be with you, right here with you, just like this&lt;br /&gt;I just want to hold you close, feel your heart so close to mine&lt;br /&gt;And just stay here in this moment for all the rest of time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna close my eyes, don't wanna fall asleep&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'd miss you baby and I don't wanna miss a thing&lt;br /&gt;'Cause even when I dream of you the sweetest dream would never do&lt;br /&gt;I'd still miss you baby and I don't want to miss a thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna close my eyes, I don't wanna fall asleep&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'd miss you baby and I don't wanna miss a thing&lt;br /&gt;'Cause even when I dream of you the sweetest dream would never do&lt;br /&gt;I'd still miss you baby and I don't want to miss a thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna close my eyes, I don't wanna fall asleep&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I don't wanna miss a thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3126877323383792367-6132596904874028210?l=ryoushikun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/feeds/6132596904874028210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3126877323383792367&amp;postID=6132596904874028210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/6132596904874028210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/6132596904874028210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-dont-want-to-miss-thing.html' title='I Don&apos;t Want To Miss A Thing.'/><author><name>robertccs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984865813979025614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/SucIG78yQEI/AAAAAAAAA0A/riwufXwaL8E/S220/DSC00542+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3126877323383792367.post-5823980540399073128</id><published>2010-08-11T02:11:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T02:11:16.711+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Healthy Life?</title><content type='html'>OMG.. What am I doing now? I should be sleeping early as I had said. Holy SHIT!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is rubbish. Yet, there are a few things that I want to share here....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="580" height="360"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zvUsOXNPVxo&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1?color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=1"&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/zvUsOXNPVxo&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1?color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="580" height="360"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just love this song. Nothing much to say.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3126877323383792367-5823980540399073128?l=ryoushikun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/feeds/5823980540399073128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3126877323383792367&amp;postID=5823980540399073128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/5823980540399073128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/5823980540399073128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/2010/08/healthy-life.html' title='Healthy Life?'/><author><name>robertccs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984865813979025614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/SucIG78yQEI/AAAAAAAAA0A/riwufXwaL8E/S220/DSC00542+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3126877323383792367.post-5552862396019785763</id><published>2010-08-10T11:10:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T11:10:55.047+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Morning Coldness</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/spTXAHvuXa0&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1?color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=1"&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/spTXAHvuXa0&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1?color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Start my morning with a song from Laura, titled "Use Somebody". Enjoy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, the blanket seems more comfortable than it normally does. Lying underneath it, and reached out for my mobile phone. The time struck 6.30am. I should wake up and go to uni. However, the comfort provided by the blanket refrained me from doing so. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, a few things came into my mind. Everything seems smooth. It will be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3126877323383792367-5552862396019785763?l=ryoushikun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/feeds/5552862396019785763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3126877323383792367&amp;postID=5552862396019785763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/5552862396019785763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/5552862396019785763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/2010/08/morning-coldness.html' title='Morning Coldness'/><author><name>robertccs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984865813979025614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/SucIG78yQEI/AAAAAAAAA0A/riwufXwaL8E/S220/DSC00542+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3126877323383792367.post-899376695996903042</id><published>2010-08-10T01:38:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T01:38:41.162+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Stars</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="580" height="360"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AL0iDhIVn50&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1?color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=1"&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/AL0iDhIVn50&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1?color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="580" height="360"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is still awesome after all these years..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3126877323383792367-899376695996903042?l=ryoushikun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/feeds/899376695996903042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3126877323383792367&amp;postID=899376695996903042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;"Glen Waverly.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I thought we just went there for lunch."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I still want the Roast Chicken Rice."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"......."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In reality, is to see the chick working at the restaurant.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3126877323383792367-2139816986010055104?l=ryoushikun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/feeds/2139816986010055104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3126877323383792367&amp;postID=2139816986010055104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/2139816986010055104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/2139816986010055104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/2010/08/lunch-and-dinner.html' title='Lunch and Dinner'/><author><name>robertccs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984865813979025614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/SucIG78yQEI/AAAAAAAAA0A/riwufXwaL8E/S220/DSC00542+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3126877323383792367.post-7386700206774203365</id><published>2010-08-07T12:21:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T12:21:53.681+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Its SATURDAY!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="360" width="580"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/iguvG6ytSn8&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1?color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=1"&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/iguvG6ytSn8&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1?color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="580" height="360"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing beat the sunny bright day and still I have to go to uni to finish up my assignment. AWESOME!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3126877323383792367-7386700206774203365?l=ryoushikun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/feeds/7386700206774203365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3126877323383792367&amp;postID=7386700206774203365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/7386700206774203365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/7386700206774203365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/2010/08/its-saturday.html' title='Its SATURDAY!!'/><author><name>robertccs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984865813979025614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/SucIG78yQEI/AAAAAAAAA0A/riwufXwaL8E/S220/DSC00542+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3126877323383792367.post-6363370441370238097</id><published>2010-08-07T00:50:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T00:50:32.664+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Betrayal</title><content type='html'>There are two profession in this world that can't betray their customers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first are those who practise medicine and the second are &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;BARTENDERS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. They both can serve either medicine or poison to the customers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3126877323383792367-6363370441370238097?l=ryoushikun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/feeds/6363370441370238097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3126877323383792367&amp;postID=6363370441370238097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/6363370441370238097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/6363370441370238097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/2010/08/betrayal.html' title='Betrayal'/><author><name>robertccs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984865813979025614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/SucIG78yQEI/AAAAAAAAA0A/riwufXwaL8E/S220/DSC00542+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3126877323383792367.post-3131144189069330041</id><published>2010-08-05T00:53:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T01:23:20.064+10:00</updated><title type='text'>The End of a Class</title><content type='html'>Awesome class? Awesome lesson? YES!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/TFl9Uc4yPcI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/IjnQ0RS7TeU/s1600/DSC00295.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/TFl9Uc4yPcI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/IjnQ0RS7TeU/s320/DSC00295.JPG" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Fruit Daiquiri.... 30 ml White Rum, 30 ml fruit liqueur, 10 ml Sugar Syrup......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/TFl9ao7_ouI/AAAAAAAAA-U/xH-y1ZaEnZk/s1600/DSC00296.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/TFl9ao7_ouI/AAAAAAAAA-U/xH-y1ZaEnZk/s320/DSC00296.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Learn to wait and serve...... One group in the bar and another group outside the bar waiting...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/TFl9dITGueI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/hsePsGnu5PA/s1600/DSC00309.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/TFl9dITGueI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/hsePsGnu5PA/s320/DSC00309.JPG" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Pina Colada.. Sad that the pineapple wasn't that good. This drink is highly recommended when you are having holiday at the beach.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/TFl9ft3ckwI/AAAAAAAAA-c/7lkXv39rNbE/s1600/DSC00310.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/TFl9ft3ckwI/AAAAAAAAA-c/7lkXv39rNbE/s320/DSC00310.JPG" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Tom Collins. This is a good start before any drinks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/TFl9iWU1PVI/AAAAAAAAA-g/DBv0BmfaSF4/s1600/DSC00311.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/TFl9iWU1PVI/AAAAAAAAA-g/DBv0BmfaSF4/s320/DSC00311.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Garnishes. All busy garnish their own glass. It is confusing. Just too confusing on which tool to use.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/TFl9uSM03RI/AAAAAAAAA-0/8V_GOj0-Tpg/s1600/DSC00321.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/TFl9uSM03RI/AAAAAAAAA-0/8V_GOj0-Tpg/s320/DSC00321.JPG" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Layer. I did a layer? YES. Had always wanted to try layering the spirits and liqueur. Taste great. Coffee and liqueur. The Galliano Hot Shot. 15ml galliano, 15ml hot coffee and 15 ml cream.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/TFl9sMYokAI/AAAAAAAAA-w/5yhLpOCCBh4/s1600/DSC00318.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/TFl9sMYokAI/AAAAAAAAA-w/5yhLpOCCBh4/s320/DSC00318.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My group's garnish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/TFl9nKRXyCI/AAAAAAAAA-o/6XeoOpHNAIk/s1600/DSC00315.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/TFl9nKRXyCI/AAAAAAAAA-o/6XeoOpHNAIk/s320/DSC00315.JPG" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Simple and  could have done it better? At least the heart made of the orange skin is creative.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/TFl9pvQS1BI/AAAAAAAAA-s/UTZc-9yqntA/s1600/DSC00317.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/TFl9pvQS1BI/AAAAAAAAA-s/UTZc-9yqntA/s320/DSC00317.JPG" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is the best I think. I wonder how should I pour my cocktail in?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/TFl9ktAKhPI/AAAAAAAAA-k/ysFw2AoCK5A/s1600/DSC00312.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/TFl9ktAKhPI/AAAAAAAAA-k/ysFw2AoCK5A/s320/DSC00312.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The garnishes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/TFl9w2rDnRI/AAAAAAAAA-4/3YKwea0oZB0/s1600/DSC00322.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/TFl9w2rDnRI/AAAAAAAAA-4/3YKwea0oZB0/s320/DSC00322.JPG" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Flatliner.. Who want to challenge this drink? We will have a go at it this Saturday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/TFl9zXKVS_I/AAAAAAAAA-8/JIbzfRUKGU4/s1600/DSC00325.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/TFl9zXKVS_I/AAAAAAAAA-8/JIbzfRUKGU4/s320/DSC00325.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Just being busy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3126877323383792367-3131144189069330041?l=ryoushikun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/feeds/3131144189069330041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3126877323383792367&amp;postID=3131144189069330041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/3131144189069330041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3126877323383792367/posts/default/3131144189069330041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryoushikun.blogspot.com/2010/08/end-of-class.html' title='The End of a Class'/><author><name>robertccs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984865813979025614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/SucIG78yQEI/AAAAAAAAA0A/riwufXwaL8E/S220/DSC00542+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mu1acgEVgOY/TFl9Uc4yPcI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/IjnQ0RS7TeU/s72-c/DSC00295.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
