<?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-3606592623402803900</id><updated>2011-07-31T06:25:17.700+08:00</updated><category term='home'/><category term='Poland'/><category term='traveling'/><category term='just me talking'/><category term='Orchid Island'/><category term='job'/><category term='Google Chrome'/><category term='Firefox'/><category term='anger issues'/><category term='vampires books'/><category term='Taiwan'/><category term='family'/><category term='shopping'/><category term='Lenka'/><category term='music'/><category term='fun'/><category term='school'/><category term='Twilight'/><category term='lyrics'/><category term='fitness'/><category term='Google'/><title type='text'>My world</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alkithilien.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3606592623402803900/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alkithilien.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Agnes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17363949241349097914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GsX5_8WvwQ8/SjCq_8UfNaI/AAAAAAAADrY/1cFs6a-9T5A/S220/awatar1.2.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>16</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3606592623402803900.post-2992136218158408468</id><published>2010-01-30T11:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T11:57:08.593+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Taiwan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just me talking'/><title type='text'>physical world</title><content type='html'>now... my world got simple. Possible romance thoughts passed and now I am focusing on material aspects of life, because they're simply the "strong" side of it, at least now.&lt;br /&gt;Personality is really hard to control, especially if someone is as emotional person as me. Body, well, it's not easy to start controlling it, but once you do it is quite enjoyable. So I am working on it now, 2 hours a day at least, still watching what I'm eating and drinking, and constantly having some sour muscles. But it makes me happier, in a small way, because I challenge myself, and I am winning! And it's good to know that if I really want to I can win with myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then shopping... recently money are ok with me. I don't have a fortune, but I'm not lacking either. So I buy small but pretty stuff from time to time to forget the total loneliness I am facing here in Taiwan. I totally gave up on the childish hopes that I can get a friend here, not to mention a boyfriend. On shallow level me and Taiwanese are just great, but when I want to move it deeper (and I always want to), they just leave me without a word. For me it's pretty cruel, but they are emotionally really selfish people. At least from my experience, and of course I know, I know... it's not EVERYONE... but those people must be very rare. I mean "my" people, because I don't doubt other people can find here what their "own" kind of people, it's just me that is a problem, obviously.  Well wow, you see I always like to go deep :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3606592623402803900-2992136218158408468?l=alkithilien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alkithilien.blogspot.com/feeds/2992136218158408468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alkithilien.blogspot.com/2010/01/physical-world.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3606592623402803900/posts/default/2992136218158408468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3606592623402803900/posts/default/2992136218158408468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alkithilien.blogspot.com/2010/01/physical-world.html' title='physical world'/><author><name>Agnes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17363949241349097914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GsX5_8WvwQ8/SjCq_8UfNaI/AAAAAAAADrY/1cFs6a-9T5A/S220/awatar1.2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3606592623402803900.post-5594890656406200298</id><published>2009-10-24T11:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T11:42:51.371+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vampires books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Twilight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Taiwan'/><title type='text'>vampire world</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Ok... I know I am too old for vampire stuff.... but I also need to hide from reality, especially this year. And vampire stories reality is just easy. Nothing especially ambitious, just relaxing. I re-read Twilight and New Moon recently and I am not jumping into Eclipse because this books makes me always angry, and I have enough anger issues without that. So started reading "Dead until dark" by Charlaine Harris, maybe you heard about TV series "true blood"? That's the story. Also I started watching Vampite Diaries... which is totally teenagish version of Twilight, and made me a little angry with actually laughing at Twilight in it:/ Seems like mean people are everywhere.&lt;div&gt;So in the vamp world... it's cosy. Outside... I just don't even wanna start on it. School is full of work. Human relations suck. My rented house... well... I really feel I shouldn't move in here, I feel sooooo unwanted now that it is just awkward if I step out of my room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.fearnet.com/fearnetImages/imYGa0Pkk5iUbB4wCe2KpE6A==.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://images.fearnet.com/fearnetImages/imYGa0Pkk5iUbB4wCe2KpE6A==.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://tengossip.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/08/vampire-diares-promo.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 450px; height: 597px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well yeah, vampires suck too :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3606592623402803900-5594890656406200298?l=alkithilien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alkithilien.blogspot.com/feeds/5594890656406200298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alkithilien.blogspot.com/2009/10/vampire-world.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3606592623402803900/posts/default/5594890656406200298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3606592623402803900/posts/default/5594890656406200298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alkithilien.blogspot.com/2009/10/vampire-world.html' title='vampire world'/><author><name>Agnes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17363949241349097914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GsX5_8WvwQ8/SjCq_8UfNaI/AAAAAAAADrY/1cFs6a-9T5A/S220/awatar1.2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3606592623402803900.post-8157150351388522909</id><published>2009-10-07T21:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T21:56:44.672+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='job'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Google'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Google Chrome'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Firefox'/><title type='text'>Googler wannabe</title><content type='html'>ahh... today I'm in pretty good mood. Doesn't happen so often recently! Well... days pass like crazy... I want to turn on the slow motion option~ &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I'm back to Google Chrome... Firefox got me back there for a while... I made it pretty, put some nice add-on, but then it started freeing and taking forever to start again! And now Google Chrome got pretty too and it doesn't freeze on my facebook games so for now Chrome VS Firefox 2:1.  I still believe that Chrome will rule in the future, just like all Google does :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Although the leakage of passwords from gmail, yahoo, hotmail etc. that happened recently is not cool. I changed all my passwords just in case today. You better change it too, before your FB friends will start getting messages about cleaning their colons (through story...).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And well my professor still likes me. He is so nice to me recently, he's always saying that it is good to have me here and really is trying to find me a job.  He already kind of got me a possibility in a big hand tool company @_@ But I just find out my new dream, and it is a dream job. Will be hard to make it come true... but as life taught me - I should try! It costs only some effort! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enjoy me while I'm in good mood! It's swinging pretty rapidly!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Muka&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3606592623402803900-8157150351388522909?l=alkithilien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alkithilien.blogspot.com/feeds/8157150351388522909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alkithilien.blogspot.com/2009/10/googler-wannabe.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3606592623402803900/posts/default/8157150351388522909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3606592623402803900/posts/default/8157150351388522909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alkithilien.blogspot.com/2009/10/googler-wannabe.html' title='Googler wannabe'/><author><name>Agnes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17363949241349097914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GsX5_8WvwQ8/SjCq_8UfNaI/AAAAAAAADrY/1cFs6a-9T5A/S220/awatar1.2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3606592623402803900.post-8856569116097811573</id><published>2009-09-08T22:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T22:21:35.513+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Taiwan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anger issues'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fitness'/><title type='text'>As a Deer...</title><content type='html'>that my heart is longing You (or so I think the lyrics go... since I'm more sure of Polish version of my favourite worship song). And I do long, because it's a relief, and I need one. But is longing enough? I don't feel so strong as a Christian yet, and I'm a little embarrassed of it. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Taiwan has it hard on me recently. I don't know if this is some homesickness, but generally I don't want to be at home... I just don't want to be in Taiwan for a moment. It's just so lonely here. And because of that small things makes so angry that I want to cry. Like yesterday... I was waiting for a girl to leave from a scooter parking space in front of my fitness club... I waited pretty long (she was getting ready by putting the mask, helmet, and what not), and then when she was gone and I started maneuvering to get to her place some Taiwanese old guy just rode fast into the place. I wanted to scream, I felt so helpless... I couldn't even scold him in Chinese. Grrrrrrrrrr.  And I know not all Taiwanese are like that... but recently this things happens to me sooo often (maybe because I have scooter) and it is so hard to talk to anyone about serious things. Because who ever I talk to, all I can get from them "I'm fine". 1) I don't believe they are. 2) Ok, I get it... you're fine, then let's talk about something else!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really need to give up on some people, I try to hard to be their friends and then I get "I'm fine" in the end... :/ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The only good thing now is sport! Injecting endomorphism into my veins is just nice~ and it's good to feel more fit :) especially at the beginning people judge me as a lazy person who eat only hamburgers and do nothing, and then I love to kick their asses showing off how wrong they are :D Still some people seem to think even though I exercise a lot I must be laing about the food I eat since I'm still fat. Well it's not the same easy for everyone to be slim... it's not me who chose to be this way. I would also prefer to be like so many Asians... eating loads of sugars and fats and stay skinny :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You see... I'm just angry about everything recently ... :/ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/3606592623402803900-8856569116097811573?l=alkithilien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alkithilien.blogspot.com/feeds/8856569116097811573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alkithilien.blogspot.com/2009/09/as-deer.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3606592623402803900/posts/default/8856569116097811573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3606592623402803900/posts/default/8856569116097811573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alkithilien.blogspot.com/2009/09/as-deer.html' title='As a Deer...'/><author><name>Agnes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17363949241349097914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GsX5_8WvwQ8/SjCq_8UfNaI/AAAAAAAADrY/1cFs6a-9T5A/S220/awatar1.2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3606592623402803900.post-1707949095982636754</id><published>2009-08-15T10:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T10:28:23.114+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Taiwan'/><title type='text'>socializing</title><content type='html'>ok... could be last moments of my freedom, before my professor is back with all my troubles. So last few days I was enjoying our time with my new room mate :) Thursday was reaaaally nice... first we went hunting/shopping to Sogo. And well I must have a bad day because I spent a little too much, but at last I got an outfit that I wanted to have... long sweater/tunic, wide leather belt and another pair of leggings :D and unfortunately, Mango in here does not have my size when it comes to pants :////////  well online store hopefully delivers to Taiwan :D &lt;div&gt;Well actually, shopping was really fun :D Like while walking around suddenly we see 4 white teenager guys coming out from escalator. They see me and stop surprised, and ask "Do you speak English", me and my friend obviously say "Yeah, duh", which makes those boy happy and cheering for us. LOLZ.  I do not get that happy to see "big noses" around :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well then my friend had this great idea of going to Aman King for live band night :D Hell yeah! I mean, pubs here are expensive, but this one... at least no entrance fee, live music and well good service :D and it was really a pub - no dancing :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So the bands... there were two of them. The first one - good male voice, and cute drummer (that I've seen on a New Years' company party before). But they didn't sing the songs we wanted :P The second band... so funny! The girl's voice this time was more to my likings but the male singer was just incredible showman :d His impersonations were hilarious, he sang Micheal Jackson, and he was a MJ at that time XD (and so I did dance with MJ ;)), then he could be even Sponge Bob characters :D And he did sing our song :D Sorry Sorry Sorry :D WOW, I mean... it's Korean song :D We stayed there till 3 AM :) Was great and I hope we will go there next week too :}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then tomorrow............... the wedding in Taipei :D I'm excited, my first wedding in Taiwan, and it's cool to see friends getting married! I'm so happy for them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/3606592623402803900-1707949095982636754?l=alkithilien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alkithilien.blogspot.com/feeds/1707949095982636754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alkithilien.blogspot.com/2009/08/socializing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3606592623402803900/posts/default/1707949095982636754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3606592623402803900/posts/default/1707949095982636754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alkithilien.blogspot.com/2009/08/socializing.html' title='socializing'/><author><name>Agnes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17363949241349097914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GsX5_8WvwQ8/SjCq_8UfNaI/AAAAAAAADrY/1cFs6a-9T5A/S220/awatar1.2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3606592623402803900.post-6448781062962992893</id><published>2009-08-06T15:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T15:47:20.523+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Taiwan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><title type='text'>back at home</title><content type='html'>yep... I am back in Taiwan and I feel like being back home. Kind of relieved from who knows what. The day is pretty busy... meeting new landlord, packing, soon moving, cleaning and shopping. All that still tonight (and it's 4 PM already!). And why oh why it pouring down!!! And typhoon is coming tomorrow ==;; so I need to move tonight... because between typhoon and rain... the rain wins. I hope my friend who is so kind to help me with his car to move all that stuff will be patient enough.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But apart from being at home and excited about new place I'm kind of anxious.... there this very very dark menace over our heads... the THESIS. Sometimes I feel like 6 years old and just wanna start crying and shouting that I don't want to do it and I want to go to my mom, but too bad I can't do it :/ Like always while fighting with thesis writing I complain a lot. Sorry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3606592623402803900-6448781062962992893?l=alkithilien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alkithilien.blogspot.com/feeds/6448781062962992893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alkithilien.blogspot.com/2009/08/back-at-home.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3606592623402803900/posts/default/6448781062962992893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3606592623402803900/posts/default/6448781062962992893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alkithilien.blogspot.com/2009/08/back-at-home.html' title='back at home'/><author><name>Agnes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17363949241349097914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GsX5_8WvwQ8/SjCq_8UfNaI/AAAAAAAADrY/1cFs6a-9T5A/S220/awatar1.2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3606592623402803900.post-5201980587755869802</id><published>2009-07-28T17:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T14:45:15.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'>25+</title><content type='html'>I know it's over 2 weeks after my bd, but this year this day was strange. My bd was stretched to like a month, when people kept on giving me presents and wishes. I really didn't feel the change. I kind of treated myself as 25 for a while, since I'm all mature and all compared to many ppl around me or so I and them think. And yet I am 25 and in the middle of my prime time in life. I am pretty successful in eyes of many people but for myself I don't feel that way, especially that I know many greater people around me. And yet it is time to start using 25+ creams and cosmetics profilatically to keep the youth. Heh. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And yet watching tv series about life and love and shopping is the only thing keeping me more or less happy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/3606592623402803900-5201980587755869802?l=alkithilien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alkithilien.blogspot.com/feeds/5201980587755869802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alkithilien.blogspot.com/2009/07/25.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3606592623402803900/posts/default/5201980587755869802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3606592623402803900/posts/default/5201980587755869802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alkithilien.blogspot.com/2009/07/25.html' title='25+'/><author><name>Agnes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17363949241349097914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GsX5_8WvwQ8/SjCq_8UfNaI/AAAAAAAADrY/1cFs6a-9T5A/S220/awatar1.2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3606592623402803900.post-2060922494243914032</id><published>2009-07-14T23:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T00:01:10.515+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poland'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Auntie</title><content type='html'>It's a little weird how now all of my family is calling each others "auntie", "grandma", "grandpa" and so on, because of my cute cute nephew David. He is lovely and of course all of us is becoming crazy around him, speaking in a childish way, singin songs and making funny sounds just to make him smile. He's pretty ok with me :D He likes when I sing him, even in Mandarin :D And yet he still seems so fragile, though I'm not that scared to carry him anymore as I was before. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was shoppin like crazy too.... I bought many clothes, cosmetics... souvenirs and all that. And I am so spoiling myself again. Honestly... I feel a bit lonely even here, since my sisters are both married and have their own life, my parents are getting old and hard to talk with, my friends started working and are busy and have problems I don't understand... so shopping cheers me even here. This is simple math but it makes me happier for a moment. Especially Chanel mascara I got today XD And a dress yesterday. And Mango jeans and jacket I got before. Hehehehe :D And many more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But my family doesn't really like the Taiwanese food I brought ://// neither Thai cookies:/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3606592623402803900-2060922494243914032?l=alkithilien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alkithilien.blogspot.com/feeds/2060922494243914032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alkithilien.blogspot.com/2009/07/auntie.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3606592623402803900/posts/default/2060922494243914032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3606592623402803900/posts/default/2060922494243914032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alkithilien.blogspot.com/2009/07/auntie.html' title='Auntie'/><author><name>Agnes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17363949241349097914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GsX5_8WvwQ8/SjCq_8UfNaI/AAAAAAAADrY/1cFs6a-9T5A/S220/awatar1.2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3606592623402803900.post-8472946679796726913</id><published>2009-07-08T16:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T16:46:22.229+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poland'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><title type='text'>at home</title><content type='html'>Waaaaah... it is so weird to be back. It's that all my life in Taiwan seems like a dream and it takes a lot of effort to remember abour responsibilities that I have there. I feel like I'm a high school student again, living with my parents, rolling on the carpet plaing with my dog, going out to pub with my high school gals :D &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Though there are some changes... my parents are getting old and it scares me a little. My friends are all working, one even married, my sister has a baby.... it's all serious matters. Also a little surreal @_@&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well I'm uploading photos from here already to my picasa... go and see :D =&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/3606592623402803900-8472946679796726913?l=alkithilien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alkithilien.blogspot.com/feeds/8472946679796726913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alkithilien.blogspot.com/2009/07/at-home.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3606592623402803900/posts/default/8472946679796726913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3606592623402803900/posts/default/8472946679796726913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alkithilien.blogspot.com/2009/07/at-home.html' title='at home'/><author><name>Agnes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17363949241349097914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GsX5_8WvwQ8/SjCq_8UfNaI/AAAAAAAADrY/1cFs6a-9T5A/S220/awatar1.2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3606592623402803900.post-3829395948691676770</id><published>2009-07-04T10:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T10:58:35.752+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Taiwan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><title type='text'>-&gt; Home</title><content type='html'>So it's time. Tomorrow I'm flying home for summer vacations! I think it is first time I'm going home for vacation. Knowing I will stay there only for short time. It's kind of different feeling from all the other times I ever was going back. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well I'm ready, generally~ I'm packed... just still wait to book the seat in the airplane (damn you KLM!).  My thesis topic was changed, but I guess it's ok. I have no emotions about it really. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today I go for Indian lunch, which I cannot really wait~ but I just wish it was Monday already &gt;.&lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3606592623402803900-3829395948691676770?l=alkithilien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alkithilien.blogspot.com/feeds/3829395948691676770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alkithilien.blogspot.com/2009/07/home.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3606592623402803900/posts/default/3829395948691676770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3606592623402803900/posts/default/3829395948691676770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alkithilien.blogspot.com/2009/07/home.html' title='-&gt; Home'/><author><name>Agnes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17363949241349097914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GsX5_8WvwQ8/SjCq_8UfNaI/AAAAAAAADrY/1cFs6a-9T5A/S220/awatar1.2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3606592623402803900.post-3790094172728596180</id><published>2009-06-23T11:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T11:22:52.684+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Taiwan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fitness'/><title type='text'>Sorry Sorry Naka Naka and I don't wanna cry alone</title><content type='html'>I must confess I am easily addicted to music recently. It's like those songs get to my head and heart for few days and play on and on, untill I find new songs! Last week was totally Lenka's week. This week I'm giving her a break and replying KAT-TUN's Rescue and Super Junior's Sorry Sorry :D And I actually don't like those songs because of the cute guys, they're just nice bonus:D Also yesterday I got an album of Meiko. I totally randomly decided to give her a chance, and it was so worth it. I know she will be my music theme for another week! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But since tomorrow we have the BIG exam, I need more energy and the energetic Asian guys works well for that. So... Sorry sorry sorry naka naka naka *one leg, the other leg, one round with your body and so on*. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I must admit though I'm really trying to ignore "Rescue" lyrics... most of it it's in (bad) English, so understanding is not a problem... but it is totally depressing. LOL! Good my Korean is non-exsisting:D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also yesterday I went to the Monday body combat class (before I only go on Sundays). I loved it! More people, more energy! It was more tiring, but whatever... we were even shouting with the punches and all that crazy feel of "battle mode". Know I just want continue practicing punches :P And cannot stop wondering how different it must be to actaully punch a person. Not that I'm looking forward to a chance for that :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/3606592623402803900-3790094172728596180?l=alkithilien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alkithilien.blogspot.com/feeds/3790094172728596180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alkithilien.blogspot.com/2009/06/sorry-sorry-naka-naka-and-i-dont-wanna.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3606592623402803900/posts/default/3790094172728596180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3606592623402803900/posts/default/3790094172728596180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alkithilien.blogspot.com/2009/06/sorry-sorry-naka-naka-and-i-dont-wanna.html' title='Sorry Sorry Naka Naka and I don&apos;t wanna cry alone'/><author><name>Agnes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17363949241349097914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GsX5_8WvwQ8/SjCq_8UfNaI/AAAAAAAADrY/1cFs6a-9T5A/S220/awatar1.2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3606592623402803900.post-3383216574766666120</id><published>2009-06-20T16:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T17:00:14.483+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='traveling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Taiwan'/><title type='text'>Lugang</title><content type='html'>We went to Lugang today with Sui Lin and Aaron... since all of us go back to our countries soon, Lugang is a perfect place for buying souvenirs. I got the caligraphies, ceramics and some small stuff as I wanted... and also a huge Shawn the sheep plushie :D We also tried some good food. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But while buying one of the snacks a young girl asked if she can treat us to some "squid balls" and take photo with us. WOW. We agreed, thinking she wants it for advertisment purpose... but actuallythe squid place was just a tiny stall, and photos was not even really taken with it. And also surprisingly she was most interested in taking photos with me rather than Aaron! She asked me for 3 or 4 shots! That was weird! But free snacks - always good! Hehehe... it's nice to feel nice:D Hopefully she wasn't hitting on me or somthing XD &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And though typhoon (or just tropical storm) was scheduled... it was totally sunny and hot!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3606592623402803900-3383216574766666120?l=alkithilien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alkithilien.blogspot.com/feeds/3383216574766666120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alkithilien.blogspot.com/2009/06/lugang.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3606592623402803900/posts/default/3383216574766666120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3606592623402803900/posts/default/3383216574766666120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alkithilien.blogspot.com/2009/06/lugang.html' title='Lugang'/><author><name>Agnes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17363949241349097914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GsX5_8WvwQ8/SjCq_8UfNaI/AAAAAAAADrY/1cFs6a-9T5A/S220/awatar1.2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3606592623402803900.post-424957804502322416</id><published>2009-06-18T16:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T16:34:23.600+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lenka'/><title type='text'>Lenka</title><content type='html'>ah... I am totally crazy over her album "the Show" now. I guess it's always like that with me and music... I get addicted to some albums for like one month and listen them over and over again. But her songs are so cute, calming and have (in my opinion) very accurate lyrics. I'm sure Rachel would like her too :D&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It wasn't planned for this place to be a lyrics base, and yet... I just like it so much... all of them, but I will restrict myself to putting only one song (at least for now XD):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Don't Let Me Fall&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Underneath the moon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Underneath the stars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Here's a little heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;For you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Up above the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Up above it all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Here's a hand to hold on to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;But if i should break&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;If i should fall away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;What am i to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;I need someone to take&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;A little of the weight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Or I'll fall through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;You're just the one that I've been waiting for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;I'll give you all that I have to give and more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;But don't let me fall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Take a little time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Walk a little line&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Got the balance right aha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Give a little love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Gimme just enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;So that i can hang on tight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;We will be alright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;I'll be by your side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;I won't let you down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;But i gotta know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;No matter how things go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;That you will be around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande', fantasy;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;You'll be the one that I'll love forever more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;I'll be here holding you high above it all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;But don't let me fall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande', fantasy;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande', -webkit-fantasy;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3606592623402803900-424957804502322416?l=alkithilien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alkithilien.blogspot.com/feeds/424957804502322416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alkithilien.blogspot.com/2009/06/lenka.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3606592623402803900/posts/default/424957804502322416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3606592623402803900/posts/default/424957804502322416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alkithilien.blogspot.com/2009/06/lenka.html' title='Lenka'/><author><name>Agnes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17363949241349097914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GsX5_8WvwQ8/SjCq_8UfNaI/AAAAAAAADrY/1cFs6a-9T5A/S220/awatar1.2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3606592623402803900.post-2792575679731543015</id><published>2009-06-14T22:36:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T23:14:53.923+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Orchid Island'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='traveling'/><title type='text'>Orchid Island</title><content type='html'>We're back... and tired. We left on Friday/Satruday at midnight.... I'm usually not sleeping well in a car so it's like sleepless nigth for me. We then arrived in the harbor in Kenting at 5 AM... 2 freaking hours to early. Took the medicine for sea-sickness early and doze off more in the car. Pushed by a bunch of older tourist we got seat in the boat... according to the strategy - in the middle in the back of the boat. Generally WE didn't puke... other... not that lucky... the guy next to me was puking all 2 hours long -_- &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We lucky ones arrived to Orchid Island around 11 AM feeling physically well :D We got a very old and well-used van... of course without car plate, becuase on this island car plates are no necessary, and so are helmets for scooters. They didn't even provide any later when we rented 2 scooters. We first left our stuff in the small guest house, owned by my landlord's friend and then went in the bouncy van to see some of the island. It was windy, bouncy and beautiful :) We've spotted many goats on the way. Cuties I must say, just why they walk on the streets like it's made for them? However I was surprised how skilled they are in hopping around the rocks. Generally the island is just big mountains... green mountains... but we didn't have time to go hiking :| too bad. We tried some taro icecreams, then water with taro icecreams inside. Good and refreshing, if you love taro as much as me :D After the crazy ride we went to the place we had all our meals on the island. It was also owned by my landlord's friend, and actually pretty Taiwanese-like :D Round table, steamed cabbage, taro soup, friend fish (flying fish), pork, friend squid and so on :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After lunch we went back to "xiu xi" (rest), as we all were sleepy and we had over 1 hour till snorkeling. I went by myself too look for souvenirs and photos... and that was a little awkward. Orchid Island is less touristic place I think. There are a lot of locals on the streets and I couldn't really see tourists. Houses and streets are very small so once you walk the street it feels like you walk on the yard of local people... I wanted to see small cute church on the top of tiny street. WOW... I felt like intruder... people where all out in front of their houses talking and eating, and turning silent when I passed. I was so afraid to take out my camera, and just nodded apologizing for intruding their personal space.  Well I must say I couldn't take my eyes of a wooden cage of the size of one pig (exactly!) in which dwelled a pig, not very happy I guess... she was making a lot of noise.  DOwn the road then I met a hen with kids.... this I dared to snap a photo of :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I went back to the room and also slept. It came easy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SNORKELING time! Ok.... I am a new huge fan of it! We first went to get the equipment... the diving outift, shoes, glasses and the tube (?) and floating vest :D then we drove to the northern part of the island and got to water there. The coach gave us small training of how to use the mask, how to breath with it, how to stand up in water and so on. Then we got a hang of the floating wheels and we went to watch the underwater world. It was so alive and even on such a shallow level (that we were stepping on) . It was so bright and clear, colourful. We've seen a lot of those "nemo" fish (dunno English name) and also the "Doris" fish (nemo's friend :D). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Later on the instructor let us take of the vests and just swim around in the suits, and also taught us a little about diving. I tried to dive by myself but my body was keeping on going up. grrrr... then me and Leah, we just were almost crawling around the shallow part of the reef with our faces under water. Too bad I cut my finger and had to go out earlier. The water was so salty it really hurt to keep it there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the way back we did some more souvenir shopping (got a bracelet). After taking shower (or not) and playing some BANG! meanwhile we went for dinner. Was similar to the lunch actually, just the guys drunk a lot of beer. After that they didn't plan anything more so I talked Aaron and Leah into renting scooters and going around the island on our own. We first wanted to go to see the lighthouse, but our landlord's local friend told us it's dangerous because of the spirits in that area. She said duirng the day it's ok but not at night. Ehm... yeah well, we changed the plan to just going around the island also because it was so dark and the road to lighthouse seemed a little dangerous. On the ride we stopped few times to watch stars. At last we could see loads of them, not like in the city. It was very windy, and me and Leah might have hit a crab on the way... but it was good:) After that we went straight to beds and fell asleep in seconds. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunday? Didn't do much. Breakfast, more souvenir shopping, boat. It was only nice to see the guy who rented us scooters came to look for us because he didn't know we needed scooters only for 2 hours and he charged us for whole day, so he gave us back some money. WOW! I got a necklace for myself too... I just liked it... one of thos time when you can't stop yourself because the thing is just supposed to be yours :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the way back my stomach was ok. We even went to the upper deck to see Taiwan from "outside". Some people have seen doplhins, but it was when I was dozing off. The way back? Nothing special, just tiring, and raining. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Being back to reality is always hard~ tomorrow 2 exams, meeting my professor, and visiting doctor at 9 pm... will be a long tiring day! but in 3 weeks I will go home. I really want to this time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3606592623402803900-2792575679731543015?l=alkithilien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alkithilien.blogspot.com/feeds/2792575679731543015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alkithilien.blogspot.com/2009/06/orchid-island.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3606592623402803900/posts/default/2792575679731543015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3606592623402803900/posts/default/2792575679731543015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alkithilien.blogspot.com/2009/06/orchid-island.html' title='Orchid Island'/><author><name>Agnes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17363949241349097914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GsX5_8WvwQ8/SjCq_8UfNaI/AAAAAAAADrY/1cFs6a-9T5A/S220/awatar1.2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3606592623402803900.post-1117444779395532643</id><published>2009-06-11T14:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T15:03:47.093+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Taiwan'/><title type='text'>Hmm... let's test the cool post-by-email feature</title><content type='html'>I must admit blogspot is a very good blog service, I'm kind of sorry I didn't use it earlier... now it would be hard to switch from a blog I used for last 4 years to a new one. You know... moving people, archives... all that, just too "ma fan".&lt;div&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I want to use it just for the pleasure of usage :D Hehehe... maybe here I should focus on my cross-cultural experiences?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like the one yesterday when I was doubting my eyes. I saw an old man jogging along our campus, with a dog. The golden Labrador was wearing glasses. One eye was sun-glasses the other empty. Why it didn't fell? It was held by a strap. The dog was wearing a wristband as well. I so regretted I don't have my camera with me.&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Agnes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/3606592623402803900-1117444779395532643?l=alkithilien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alkithilien.blogspot.com/feeds/1117444779395532643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alkithilien.blogspot.com/2009/06/hmm-lets-test-cool-post-by-email.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3606592623402803900/posts/default/1117444779395532643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3606592623402803900/posts/default/1117444779395532643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alkithilien.blogspot.com/2009/06/hmm-lets-test-cool-post-by-email.html' title='Hmm... let&apos;s test the cool post-by-email feature'/><author><name>Agnes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17363949241349097914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GsX5_8WvwQ8/SjCq_8UfNaI/AAAAAAAADrY/1cFs6a-9T5A/S220/awatar1.2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3606592623402803900.post-751389275851959751</id><published>2009-06-11T00:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T00:05:19.055+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just me talking'/><title type='text'>I am google geek =_=;</title><content type='html'>I have like... 5 blog sites already, from which I still use 2 actively, one in Polish one in English... and yet... I am a google fan. It's made by google? I want it! Shame on me!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I must admit that new functions for Wave with Bloggy looked so cool it may prove nice to move in here in the future!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Agnes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3606592623402803900-751389275851959751?l=alkithilien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alkithilien.blogspot.com/feeds/751389275851959751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alkithilien.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-am-google-geek.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3606592623402803900/posts/default/751389275851959751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3606592623402803900/posts/default/751389275851959751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alkithilien.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-am-google-geek.html' title='I am google geek =_=;'/><author><name>Agnes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17363949241349097914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GsX5_8WvwQ8/SjCq_8UfNaI/AAAAAAAADrY/1cFs6a-9T5A/S220/awatar1.2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
