<?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-32809220</id><updated>2011-12-21T23:07:31.454+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mitsuko Souma</title><subtitle type='html'>"i just didn't want to be a loser anymore" 
Mitsuko Souma</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mitsukosouma.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitsukosouma.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Mitsuko Souma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' 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meaning of a long run now</title><content type='html'>having a long run these days has couple more&amp;nbsp;meaning now.&lt;br /&gt;since i am not doing as good as i expected&amp;nbsp;in squash.&lt;br /&gt;dropping off in the trailwalker couple days ago.&lt;br /&gt;well, the only thing left open for me in this moment is the coming marathon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i don't do this right, what else i could do right in these coming period?&lt;br /&gt;i've already given up the bloody exam.&lt;br /&gt;looks more like&amp;nbsp;i've given up everything already.&lt;br /&gt;shit shit shit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trying to get a running club chop from a friend of mine today in order to allow me entering couple of sport grounds during&amp;nbsp;some reserved session.&lt;br /&gt;but the reply is like u need to do a year training with the club&amp;nbsp;in order to be a member of that club.&lt;br /&gt;pardon me?&amp;nbsp;what's that suppose to mean?&lt;br /&gt;is this mean without a year training with you guys would be a shame for your club to sign me in?&lt;br /&gt;it may not be the&amp;nbsp;message sending but i definitely got that one&amp;nbsp;crystal clear.&lt;br /&gt;mate, you better watch out. &lt;br /&gt;cause you just give me thousands of reason to deny you.&lt;br /&gt;and i guess this may be the "fire" i don't have&amp;nbsp;while&amp;nbsp;playing squash.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32809220-5382551732699534651?l=mitsukosouma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/5382551732699534651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/5382551732699534651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitsukosouma.blogspot.com/2011/11/meaning-of-long-run-now.html' title='the meaning of a long run 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challenge&amp;nbsp;on 5Feb2012 be my closest target.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;understand that i already 6 weeks behind my schedule but i just wanted to make use this diary to record what i've been doing and keeps me as motivated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wish me luck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32809220-6408379393973095928?l=mitsukosouma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/6408379393973095928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/6408379393973095928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitsukosouma.blogspot.com/2011/11/my-sub-3-diary-1.html' title='My Sub-3 Diary - 1'/><author><name>Mitsuko Souma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' 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width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32809220.post-3837011521259753796</id><published>2011-10-07T23:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-07T23:39:44.547+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i can't stant it without one...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mM7ceBDWQuE/To8Xhp5s0bI/AAAAAAAAAdo/4yqt6ZskfDk/s1600/sty_gt_019.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="134" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mM7ceBDWQuE/To8Xhp5s0bI/AAAAAAAAAdo/4yqt6ZskfDk/s200/sty_gt_019.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mM7ceBDWQuE/To8Xhp5s0bI/AAAAAAAAAdo/4yqt6ZskfDk/s1600/sty_gt_019.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mM7ceBDWQuE/To8Xhp5s0bI/AAAAAAAAAdo/4yqt6ZskfDk/s1600/sty_gt_019.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mM7ceBDWQuE/To8Xhp5s0bI/AAAAAAAAAdo/4yqt6ZskfDk/s1600/sty_gt_019.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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/32809220-3837011521259753796?l=mitsukosouma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/3837011521259753796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/3837011521259753796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitsukosouma.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-cant-stant-it-without-one.html' title='i can&apos;t stant it without one...'/><author><name>Mitsuko Souma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mM7ceBDWQuE/To8Xhp5s0bI/AAAAAAAAAdo/4yqt6ZskfDk/s72-c/sty_gt_019.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32809220.post-819604781809316829</id><published>2011-09-08T00:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-08T00:51:09.609+08:00</updated><title type='text'>funny things about life</title><content type='html'>there were times we hate the lost&lt;br /&gt;but without the lost, you won't tell how to win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there were times we hate the pain&lt;br /&gt;but without the pain, you won't tell how good it is just to be alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there were times we were down&lt;br /&gt;but without these downs in life, you won't even be motivated at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the end, i suppose these negativity elements are indepensible in life,&lt;br /&gt;all you have to do is deal with it and move on&lt;br /&gt;or you will be standing where you are and watching other passes you one by one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32809220-819604781809316829?l=mitsukosouma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/819604781809316829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/819604781809316829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitsukosouma.blogspot.com/2011/09/funny-things-about-life.html' title='funny things about life'/><author><name>Mitsuko Souma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32809220.post-7271335772416819787</id><published>2011-08-14T22:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-16T00:04:36.905+08:00</updated><title type='text'>definition of aging</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BNiCiu5UCfA/TkfcyAqKh6I/AAAAAAAAAdI/CXK5SzaanYw/s1600/IMGP0076.JPG" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BNiCiu5UCfA/TkfcyAqKh6I/AAAAAAAAAdI/CXK5SzaanYw/s200/IMGP0076.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BNiCiu5UCfA/TkfcyAqKh6I/AAAAAAAAAdI/CXK5SzaanYw/s1600/IMGP0076.JPG" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Umd99BzHLic/TkfdG8KH1jI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/UrbdKwwh8nE/s1600/IMGP0080.JPG" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Umd99BzHLic/TkfdG8KH1jI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/UrbdKwwh8nE/s200/IMGP0080.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Umd99BzHLic/TkfdG8KH1jI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/UrbdKwwh8nE/s1600/IMGP0080.JPG" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was the beginning of a whole new record.&lt;br /&gt;well, things all you wanted but you just get a feeling that you couldn't.&lt;br /&gt;it just suck and i guess it is what aging is all about.&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/32809220-7271335772416819787?l=mitsukosouma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/7271335772416819787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/7271335772416819787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitsukosouma.blogspot.com/2011/08/definition-of-aging.html' title='definition of aging'/><author><name>Mitsuko Souma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BNiCiu5UCfA/TkfcyAqKh6I/AAAAAAAAAdI/CXK5SzaanYw/s72-c/IMGP0076.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32809220.post-6368918543411425769</id><published>2011-07-24T21:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T21:43:11.757+08:00</updated><title type='text'>belly training</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Fx09XsCjDqw/TiwgqxXK2WI/AAAAAAAAAc4/PxsbHa2vdhQ/s1600/DSC_0102.JPG" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="133" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Fx09XsCjDqw/TiwgqxXK2WI/AAAAAAAAAc4/PxsbHa2vdhQ/s200/DSC_0102.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zhHu9Y0NMTQ/Tiwg_bAxurI/AAAAAAAAAdA/cyYC4jg4E2A/s1600/DSC_0123.JPG" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="133" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zhHu9Y0NMTQ/Tiwg_bAxurI/AAAAAAAAAdA/cyYC4jg4E2A/s200/DSC_0123.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zhHu9Y0NMTQ/Tiwg_bAxurI/AAAAAAAAAdA/cyYC4jg4E2A/s1600/DSC_0123.JPG" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me eat, eat ah eat...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32809220-6368918543411425769?l=mitsukosouma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/6368918543411425769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/6368918543411425769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitsukosouma.blogspot.com/2011/07/belly-training.html' title='belly training'/><author><name>Mitsuko Souma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Fx09XsCjDqw/TiwgqxXK2WI/AAAAAAAAAc4/PxsbHa2vdhQ/s72-c/DSC_0102.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32809220.post-2391750482991099202</id><published>2011-06-15T22:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T22:46:56.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qDyqk6n2Aac/TfjE-WOzVEI/AAAAAAAAAcA/WyDJSw2uIrk/s1600/DSC_0081.JPG" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qDyqk6n2Aac/TfjE-WOzVEI/AAAAAAAAAcA/WyDJSw2uIrk/s400/DSC_0081.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;those were my surfing shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u2TDLfZRrPw/TfjFO1V_WNI/AAAAAAAAAcI/yMLgu2OKR0c/s1600/DSC_0082.JPG" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u2TDLfZRrPw/TfjFO1V_WNI/AAAAAAAAAcI/yMLgu2OKR0c/s400/DSC_0082.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;this is my surfing shoes.&lt;br /&gt;死味...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32809220-2391750482991099202?l=mitsukosouma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/2391750482991099202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/2391750482991099202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitsukosouma.blogspot.com/2011/06/those-was-my-surfing-shoes.html' title=''/><author><name>Mitsuko Souma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qDyqk6n2Aac/TfjE-WOzVEI/AAAAAAAAAcA/WyDJSw2uIrk/s72-c/DSC_0081.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32809220.post-5086608047441923709</id><published>2011-06-15T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T22:30:18.058+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ah MA! we got it la....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eTZeTAa1rDo/TfjBgXOBclI/AAAAAAAAAb4/wywrJKHLpTU/s1600/doc.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="308" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eTZeTAa1rDo/TfjBgXOBclI/AAAAAAAAAb4/wywrJKHLpTU/s400/doc.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the waiting is over.&lt;br /&gt;go go go....&lt;br /&gt;and make yourself heard.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32809220-5086608047441923709?l=mitsukosouma.blogspot.com' 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width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32809220.post-6177684335834989831</id><published>2011-06-15T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T22:14:54.775+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bye bye Romeo....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RP47BGhCEII/Tfi9wZfp5RI/AAAAAAAAAbw/kKDxHYalt8s/s1600/42082ba0e8beb.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="94" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RP47BGhCEII/Tfi9wZfp5RI/AAAAAAAAAbw/kKDxHYalt8s/s200/42082ba0e8beb.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RP47BGhCEII/Tfi9wZfp5RI/AAAAAAAAAbw/kKDxHYalt8s/s1600/42082ba0e8beb.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rest in peace la.&lt;br /&gt;daddy will visit you more often than you could imagine.&lt;br /&gt;don't look back la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weiiiii.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32809220-6177684335834989831?l=mitsukosouma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/6177684335834989831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/6177684335834989831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitsukosouma.blogspot.com/2011/06/bye-bye-romeo.html' title='bye bye Romeo....'/><author><name>Mitsuko Souma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RP47BGhCEII/Tfi9wZfp5RI/AAAAAAAAAbw/kKDxHYalt8s/s72-c/42082ba0e8beb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32809220.post-6743963850563818171</id><published>2011-05-21T17:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-21T17:06:44.131+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Business as usual...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bAdWUyDu9VI/TdeAC4XnhbI/AAAAAAAAAbI/sB-tc8esek8/s1600/DSC_0064.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bAdWUyDu9VI/TdeAC4XnhbI/AAAAAAAAAbI/sB-tc8esek8/s320/DSC_0064.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0KyV1Va7yBw/TdeASiSwk-I/AAAAAAAAAbM/4lCb18cAB4A/s1600/DSC_0065.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0KyV1Va7yBw/TdeASiSwk-I/AAAAAAAAAbM/4lCb18cAB4A/s320/DSC_0065.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;ha ha ha....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32809220-6743963850563818171?l=mitsukosouma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/6743963850563818171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/6743963850563818171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitsukosouma.blogspot.com/2011/05/business-as-usual.html' title='Business as usual...'/><author><name>Mitsuko Souma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bAdWUyDu9VI/TdeAC4XnhbI/AAAAAAAAAbI/sB-tc8esek8/s72-c/DSC_0064.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32809220.post-8262353932181768691</id><published>2011-05-15T21:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T21:51:02.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i just had a great time...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-myONyQ14EMs/Tc_W4z7R46I/AAAAAAAAAbA/ywfYda5vrT0/s1600/DSC_0060.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-myONyQ14EMs/Tc_W4z7R46I/AAAAAAAAAbA/ywfYda5vrT0/s320/DSC_0060.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;﻿﻿﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GQaAEHiTKSM/Tc_XEU2SkRI/AAAAAAAAAbE/WT-6lLh38mE/s1600/DSC_0061.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GQaAEHiTKSM/Tc_XEU2SkRI/AAAAAAAAAbE/WT-6lLh38mE/s320/DSC_0061.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;what's on my mind is will i be able to play again in coming weekend.﻿ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;when will i know how to manage&amp;nbsp;a harness instead &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;when&amp;nbsp;can i handle the board&amp;nbsp;just like&amp;nbsp;them... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so many effort needed from me now on &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and so many how and when&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿﻿﻿&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32809220-8262353932181768691?l=mitsukosouma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/8262353932181768691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/8262353932181768691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitsukosouma.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-just-had-great-time.html' title='i just had a great time...'/><author><name>Mitsuko Souma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-myONyQ14EMs/Tc_W4z7R46I/AAAAAAAAAbA/ywfYda5vrT0/s72-c/DSC_0060.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32809220.post-4044433306615807667</id><published>2011-04-10T19:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T19:39:29.175+08:00</updated><title type='text'>monohull vs multihull</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WZLHGOlJdVI/TaGTjsOXRwI/AAAAAAAAAaI/cAQ9fFDJtqs/s1600/dart%2B16.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="clear:left; float:left;margin-right:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" width="134" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WZLHGOlJdVI/TaGTjsOXRwI/AAAAAAAAAaI/cAQ9fFDJtqs/s200/dart%2B16.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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/-EddyxOGOFns/TaGTn3A9PkI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/iW-Mh_TNWXo/s1600/RS500nats094.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:left; float:left;margin-right:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="134" width="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EddyxOGOFns/TaGTn3A9PkI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/iW-Mh_TNWXo/s200/RS500nats094.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before it was the Dart which keeps me going...&lt;br /&gt;now its colour is fading and replacing by a kid on the block.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is like life somehow, when you look at thing in a distance, you always visionize every good things about it. but when you finally have it. sorry mate, it tells a very different story.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32809220-4044433306615807667?l=mitsukosouma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.rssailing.com/fleets.asp?fleet=RS500&amp;selection=Details%20and%20Spec' title='monohull vs multihull'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/4044433306615807667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/4044433306615807667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitsukosouma.blogspot.com/2011/04/monohaul-vs-multihull.html' title='monohull vs multihull'/><author><name>Mitsuko Souma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WZLHGOlJdVI/TaGTjsOXRwI/AAAAAAAAAaI/cAQ9fFDJtqs/s72-c/dart%2B16.bmp' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32809220.post-4542555282469603868</id><published>2011-03-01T07:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T07:54:38.825+08:00</updated><title type='text'>delay onset aging (muscle) sorness</title><content type='html'>man... i never thought it would be so hurt.&lt;br /&gt;damn!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32809220-4542555282469603868?l=mitsukosouma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Delayed_onset_muscle_soreness' title='delay onset aging (muscle) sorness'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/4542555282469603868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/4542555282469603868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitsukosouma.blogspot.com/2011/03/delay-onset-aging-muscle-sorness.html' title='delay onset aging (muscle) sorness'/><author><name>Mitsuko Souma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32809220.post-8003040073107124789</id><published>2011-02-07T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T22:51:27.862+08:00</updated><title type='text'>燕崗? where is that? not even Google Map helps</title><content type='html'>thanks to a friend of mine who allow me to experience as a farmer 1st hand.&lt;br /&gt;it is harder than you thought and yet simplier than you think.&lt;br /&gt;i believe i will back for more cause i just love the way it is - simplicity.&lt;br /&gt;let's lock the complicated world outside.&lt;br /&gt;life shouldn't be this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;read a blog from someone else and which enlighten me somehow.&lt;br /&gt;"I want to thanks all the people who have stayed close to me and also those who have been against me because they have helped me to grow."&lt;br /&gt;we all have limitations of our own and yet what important the most is we are not giving up the chance to be a better us yet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32809220-8003040073107124789?l=mitsukosouma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/8003040073107124789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/8003040073107124789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitsukosouma.blogspot.com/2011/02/where-is-that-not-even-google-map-helps.html' title='燕崗? where is that? not even Google Map helps'/><author><name>Mitsuko Souma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32809220.post-4740920898804260440</id><published>2011-02-04T01:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-04T01:12:01.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i found my peace finally...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/TUrhrqn_URI/AAAAAAAAAZg/0uz_Kx_5Z8g/s1600/DSC_0102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/TUrhrqn_URI/AAAAAAAAAZg/0uz_Kx_5Z8g/s200/DSC_0102.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569512029489680658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32809220-4740920898804260440?l=mitsukosouma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/4740920898804260440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/4740920898804260440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitsukosouma.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-found-my-peace-finally.html' title='i found my peace finally...'/><author><name>Mitsuko Souma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/TUrhrqn_URI/AAAAAAAAAZg/0uz_Kx_5Z8g/s72-c/DSC_0102.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32809220.post-452879187043368982</id><published>2009-11-20T22:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T23:01:49.777+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nobody likes it, that's why i am buying it...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/SwauNYwHoxI/AAAAAAAAAYs/ZD0Mc7nhDbE/s1600/DSCF0147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/SwauNYwHoxI/AAAAAAAAAYs/ZD0Mc7nhDbE/s200/DSCF0147.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406199947710669586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32809220-452879187043368982?l=mitsukosouma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/452879187043368982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/452879187043368982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitsukosouma.blogspot.com/2009/11/you-dont-like-it-thats-why-i-am-buying.html' title='nobody likes it, that&apos;s why i am buying it...'/><author><name>Mitsuko Souma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/SwauNYwHoxI/AAAAAAAAAYs/ZD0Mc7nhDbE/s72-c/DSCF0147.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32809220.post-8988201784278718433</id><published>2009-10-29T00:24:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T00:30:12.254+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9. congratulations</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/Suhw7bau2VI/AAAAAAAAAYU/rA54UurlSE4/s1600-h/n504572_ROSSI04_7_original.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/Suhw7bau2VI/AAAAAAAAAYU/rA54UurlSE4/s200/n504572_ROSSI04_7_original.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397688319678011730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/SuhxDzgE6vI/AAAAAAAAAYc/XK1-S9HADOI/s1600-h/n504581_rossipr_preview_big.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/SuhxDzgE6vI/AAAAAAAAAYc/XK1-S9HADOI/s200/n504581_rossipr_preview_big.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397688463581833970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/SuhxLbai5UI/AAAAAAAAAYk/hhjPfPIERiU/s1600-h/n504641_yamaha_rossi_original.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/SuhxLbai5UI/AAAAAAAAAYk/hhjPfPIERiU/s200/n504641_yamaha_rossi_original.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397688594555135298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32809220-8988201784278718433?l=mitsukosouma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.motogp.com/en/news/2009/rossi+statistics+2009' title='1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9. congratulations'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/8988201784278718433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/8988201784278718433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitsukosouma.blogspot.com/2009/10/1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8-9-congratulations.html' title='1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9. congratulations'/><author><name>Mitsuko Souma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/Suhw7bau2VI/AAAAAAAAAYU/rA54UurlSE4/s72-c/n504572_ROSSI04_7_original.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32809220.post-1054157356479342739</id><published>2009-10-11T23:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T23:04:00.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i just had a great day - thanks Laser 2000 &amp; my partner</title><content type='html'>just wanna make myself remember that i had a great day on Laser 2000 today.&lt;br /&gt;the most wonderful experience i ever had (so far).&lt;br /&gt;thanks pals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;keep sailing!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32809220-1054157356479342739?l=mitsukosouma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32809220.post-4489501893816321794</id><published>2009-09-07T22:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T00:07:37.594+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rossi the donkey?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/SqUep6vG2iI/AAAAAAAAAXc/xcrpXDcfTbE/s1600-h/n503102_ROSSI01_8_original.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/SqUep6vG2iI/AAAAAAAAAXc/xcrpXDcfTbE/s200/n503102_ROSSI01_8_original.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378739035454233122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/SqUewV-x-XI/AAAAAAAAAXk/bZ6rjIqHb00/s1600-h/n503257_0883_R13_Rossi_podium-2_original.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/SqUewV-x-XI/AAAAAAAAAXk/bZ6rjIqHb00/s200/n503257_0883_R13_Rossi_podium-2_original.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378739145846946162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32809220-4489501893816321794?l=mitsukosouma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/4489501893816321794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/4489501893816321794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitsukosouma.blogspot.com/2009/09/rossi-bunny.html' title='rossi the donkey?'/><author><name>Mitsuko Souma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/SqUep6vG2iI/AAAAAAAAAXc/xcrpXDcfTbE/s72-c/n503102_ROSSI01_8_original.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32809220.post-2974022007589763493</id><published>2009-08-26T22:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T22:19:02.194+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the more i read, the more i like this man....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/SpVDjGELraI/AAAAAAAAAW8/V3bEb5ET15I/s1600-h/DSCF0317.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/SpVDjGELraI/AAAAAAAAAW8/V3bEb5ET15I/s200/DSCF0317.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374276000539192738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/SpVC4UHxABI/AAAAAAAAAW0/rN9Fh5kvWw4/s1600-h/n502514_rossi_14_preview_big.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/SpVC4UHxABI/AAAAAAAAAW0/rN9Fh5kvWw4/s200/n502514_rossi_14_preview_big.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374275265577943058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am Valentino Rossi. And I want to be a person, not an icon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was born on 16 February 1979. My father is Graziano Rossi, professional racer, both motorcycles and cars. My mother is Stefania Palma, surveyor with the town of Tavullia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...wait a minute? a surveyor? ha ha ha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32809220-2974022007589763493?l=mitsukosouma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/2974022007589763493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/2974022007589763493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitsukosouma.blogspot.com/2009/08/more-i-read-more-i-like-this-man.html' title='the more i read, the more i like this man....'/><author><name>Mitsuko Souma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/SpVDjGELraI/AAAAAAAAAW8/V3bEb5ET15I/s72-c/DSCF0317.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32809220.post-6755118859467969922</id><published>2009-08-23T00:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T02:30:55.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kids Return</title><content type='html'>Kids Return is the best so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shinji: Masaru?&lt;br /&gt;Masaru: Hello. Still at it?&lt;br /&gt;Shinji: No, I quit.&lt;br /&gt;Masaru: Oh, I see.&lt;br /&gt;Shinji: And you?&lt;br /&gt;Masaru: I’m doing nothing.&lt;br /&gt;Shinji: Are you going anywhere?&lt;br /&gt;Masaru: Yes, job hunting.&lt;br /&gt;Shinji: I’ll give you a ride.&lt;br /&gt;Masaru: No, thanks.&lt;br /&gt;Shinji: We use to ride to school together remember?&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;Masaru: Nothing's changed.&lt;br /&gt;Shinji: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Masaru: Do you think they still have morons like us around?&lt;br /&gt;Shinji: Maybe we were the last of them.&lt;br /&gt;        - Hey, you idiots! Studying hard?&lt;br /&gt;Masaru: Cut it out, Shinji.&lt;br /&gt;Shinji: Masaru, do you think we're finished?&lt;br /&gt;Masaru: No way! We haven't even started.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32809220-6755118859467969922?l=mitsukosouma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://archive.sensesofcinema.com/contents/cteq/01/15/kids_return.html' title='Kids Return'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/6755118859467969922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/6755118859467969922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitsukosouma.blogspot.com/2009/08/kids-return.html' title='Kids Return'/><author><name>Mitsuko Souma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32809220.post-8707971089167013717</id><published>2009-08-07T16:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T16:25:41.195+08:00</updated><title type='text'>beyond the comfort zone</title><content type='html'>it was like a snap in the face while the 1st time meet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no, i am not even close to anything called "comfortable".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i am not stretching myself either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is about time to move on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32809220-8707971089167013717?l=mitsukosouma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/8707971089167013717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/8707971089167013717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitsukosouma.blogspot.com/2009/08/beyond-comfort-zone.html' title='beyond the comfort zone'/><author><name>Mitsuko Souma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32809220.post-2632719171532363810</id><published>2009-07-24T20:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T20:17:31.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sorry man, you just make me strong... ha ha ha...</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/B6nXXwLd9UA&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=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/B6nXXwLd9UA&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks, starbrother again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32809220-2632719171532363810?l=mitsukosouma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/2632719171532363810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/2632719171532363810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitsukosouma.blogspot.com/2009/07/sorry-man-you-just-make-me-strong-ha-ha.html' title='sorry man, you just make me strong... ha ha ha...'/><author><name>Mitsuko Souma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32809220.post-2541835419301157927</id><published>2009-07-07T10:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T10:26:58.079+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what? you must be kidding me....</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TIahQ0o7oyY&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=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/TIahQ0o7oyY&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what? :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is how i reacted while looking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;special thanks to "starbrother".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32809220-2541835419301157927?l=mitsukosouma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/2541835419301157927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/2541835419301157927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitsukosouma.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-you-must-be-kidding-me.html' title='what? you must be kidding me....'/><author><name>Mitsuko Souma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32809220.post-5008250793963767841</id><published>2009-06-27T22:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T22:49:52.841+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what would you do?</title><content type='html'>when the night fall,&lt;br /&gt;but you just don't have the mood to finish the things which been there for decade,&lt;br /&gt;and you can't sleep either,&lt;br /&gt;suddenly memory of the pass just flowing over out of nowhere,&lt;br /&gt;you found you missed whole lot of things,&lt;br /&gt;you missed "the moment" of your life,&lt;br /&gt;every god damn moment just passed right in front of you while you were busy for something completely irrelevant.&lt;br /&gt;and now you know,&lt;br /&gt;what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would rather buy drunk and that's all i could do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32809220-5008250793963767841?l=mitsukosouma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/5008250793963767841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/5008250793963767841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitsukosouma.blogspot.com/2009/06/what-would-you-do.html' title='what would you do?'/><author><name>Mitsuko Souma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32809220.post-1888893110584754391</id><published>2009-06-04T23:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T23:26:20.642+08:00</updated><title type='text'>how could someone told me never seens these?</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/k6Nu-ynyKng&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/k6Nu-ynyKng&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what he is a left footed? ops...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32809220-1888893110584754391?l=mitsukosouma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/1888893110584754391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/1888893110584754391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitsukosouma.blogspot.com/2009/06/how-could-someone-told-me-never-seens.html' title='how could someone told me never seens these?'/><author><name>Mitsuko Souma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32809220.post-4427556372232477421</id><published>2009-05-31T01:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T01:18:09.925+08:00</updated><title type='text'>how could this one be missed out...</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zSJuyE-YQg0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=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/zSJuyE-YQg0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;long live the king.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32809220-4427556372232477421?l=mitsukosouma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/4427556372232477421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/4427556372232477421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitsukosouma.blogspot.com/2009/05/how-could-this-one-be-missed-out.html' title='how could this one be missed out...'/><author><name>Mitsuko Souma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32809220.post-1904260710074754467</id><published>2009-05-31T00:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T00:52:46.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ronaldo?</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RySynkNq8w8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=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/RySynkNq8w8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these days when you say ronaldo, people will ask "you mean C Ron, are you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come on kid, out of the way....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32809220-1904260710074754467?l=mitsukosouma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/1904260710074754467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/1904260710074754467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitsukosouma.blogspot.com/2009/05/ronaldo.html' title='ronaldo?'/><author><name>Mitsuko Souma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32809220.post-1586040819131190654</id><published>2009-05-28T14:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T14:33:14.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'>messi, thanks for everything....</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bLW4DKoncvM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=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/bLW4DKoncvM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soccer will never be the same again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TIPS:&lt;br /&gt;Technical&lt;br /&gt;Intelligence&lt;br /&gt;Personality&lt;br /&gt;Speed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32809220-1586040819131190654?l=mitsukosouma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/1586040819131190654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/1586040819131190654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitsukosouma.blogspot.com/2009/05/messi-thanks-for-everything.html' title='messi, thanks for everything....'/><author><name>Mitsuko Souma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32809220.post-273367406203743492</id><published>2009-05-28T14:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T14:25:19.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just loving it.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TVboOdX9icA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=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/TVboOdX9icA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&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/32809220-273367406203743492?l=mitsukosouma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/273367406203743492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/273367406203743492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitsukosouma.blogspot.com/2009/05/just-loving-it.html' title='just loving it.'/><author><name>Mitsuko Souma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32809220.post-6359688225471734742</id><published>2009-03-13T19:18:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T19:25:06.301+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you are my man, marco</title><content type='html'>against all odds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although things are not on your side but i like your move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you are my man, marco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you just mark an interesting season out of nothing that is what i called a warrior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/SbpBNuUllkI/AAAAAAAAASU/gou_sib_Ypc/s1600-h/melandri+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/SbpBNuUllkI/AAAAAAAAASU/gou_sib_Ypc/s200/melandri+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312630414465406530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/SbpBHoyyLZI/AAAAAAAAASM/Pu3D5vIzgE4/s1600-h/melandri.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/SbpBHoyyLZI/AAAAAAAAASM/Pu3D5vIzgE4/s200/melandri.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312630309902232978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32809220-6359688225471734742?l=mitsukosouma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.motogp.com/en/news/2009/Melandri+signs+with+Hayate' title='you are my man, marco'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/6359688225471734742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/6359688225471734742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitsukosouma.blogspot.com/2009/03/you-are-my-man-marco.html' title='you are my man, marco'/><author><name>Mitsuko Souma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/SbpBNuUllkI/AAAAAAAAASU/gou_sib_Ypc/s72-c/melandri+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32809220.post-6656441148834598519</id><published>2009-02-28T12:05:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T12:15:17.991+08:00</updated><title type='text'>there are always someone get a better deal...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/Sai5G4PaQlI/AAAAAAAAASE/17OJbOHNQio/s1600-h/John+Hopkins.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/Sai5G4PaQlI/AAAAAAAAASE/17OJbOHNQio/s200/John+Hopkins.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307695688683504210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look john, what should i say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/Sai47Sty9tI/AAAAAAAAAR8/NfrZONW4aaE/s1600-h/Melandri.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/Sai47Sty9tI/AAAAAAAAAR8/NfrZONW4aaE/s200/Melandri.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307695489631844050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice huh marco? new toy. are you sure it wasn't as shaky as before?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32809220-6656441148834598519?l=mitsukosouma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.motogp.com/en/news/2009/Melandri+to+start+2009+season+in+onerider+Kawasaki+team' title='there are always someone get a better deal...'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/6656441148834598519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/6656441148834598519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitsukosouma.blogspot.com/2009/02/there-are-always-someone-get-better.html' title='there are always someone get a better deal...'/><author><name>Mitsuko Souma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/Sai5G4PaQlI/AAAAAAAAASE/17OJbOHNQio/s72-c/John+Hopkins.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32809220.post-2773358952794103206</id><published>2009-02-25T22:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T22:55:35.287+08:00</updated><title type='text'>from Anakin to Darth</title><content type='html'>how come everytime who rub salt into the wound is someone closest?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fucking man, i just can't get through it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck everything.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32809220-2773358952794103206?l=mitsukosouma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/2773358952794103206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/2773358952794103206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitsukosouma.blogspot.com/2009/02/from-anakin-to-darth.html' title='from Anakin to Darth'/><author><name>Mitsuko Souma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32809220.post-7960524653758300326</id><published>2009-02-17T12:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T12:48:53.819+08:00</updated><title type='text'>there you go - Rossi (and me of course) ha ha ha...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/SZpBdYcexBI/AAAAAAAAARc/ogXIWbF6z2Q/s1600-h/rossi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/SZpBdYcexBI/AAAAAAAAARc/ogXIWbF6z2Q/s200/rossi.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303623484216099858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32809220-7960524653758300326?l=mitsukosouma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.motogp.com/en/news/2009/Rossi+testimonials' title='there you go - Rossi (and me of course) ha ha ha...'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/7960524653758300326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/7960524653758300326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitsukosouma.blogspot.com/2009/02/there-you-go-rossi-and-me-of-course-ha.html' title='there you go - Rossi (and me of course) ha ha ha...'/><author><name>Mitsuko Souma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/SZpBdYcexBI/AAAAAAAAARc/ogXIWbF6z2Q/s72-c/rossi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32809220.post-7614303073659808957</id><published>2009-02-14T21:43:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T23:36:33.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nothing is free...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/SZbLUw0lRqI/AAAAAAAAARU/xG9X8CT4TWs/s1600-h/John+Hopkins.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/SZbLUw0lRqI/AAAAAAAAARU/xG9X8CT4TWs/s200/John+Hopkins.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302649168838608546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;john, you look shock.&lt;br /&gt;and so do we.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/SZbLSN3NYeI/AAAAAAAAARM/MWKmKGxuqE8/s1600-h/Marco+Melandri.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/SZbLSN3NYeI/AAAAAAAAARM/MWKmKGxuqE8/s200/Marco+Melandri.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302649125094646242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what happen to you Marco?&lt;br /&gt;did you learn the news or you just pretending...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a 2009.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32809220-7614303073659808957?l=mitsukosouma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.motogp.com/en/news/2008/Kawasaki+to+suspend+MotoGP+racing+activities' title='nothing is free...'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/7614303073659808957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/7614303073659808957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitsukosouma.blogspot.com/2009/02/nothing-is-free.html' title='nothing is free...'/><author><name>Mitsuko Souma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/SZbLUw0lRqI/AAAAAAAAARU/xG9X8CT4TWs/s72-c/John+Hopkins.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32809220.post-1040836147938983112</id><published>2009-02-12T12:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T12:44:05.441+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what's next?</title><content type='html'>last year after the race&lt;br /&gt;i said to myself "i want to have fun in the coming year"&lt;br /&gt;e.g. running in funny wardrobe like those "sharks" around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coming to this year, i have no wardrobe in hand&lt;br /&gt;and i guess i have too much fun already this year&lt;br /&gt;but the thing is it wasn't during the race&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this year i say i wanted to have a decent race next year&lt;br /&gt;and see how i might doing next year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;afterall the clock is ticking and my time are wasting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;respect it the way like no other does these day&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32809220-1040836147938983112?l=mitsukosouma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.hkmarathon.com/marathon/eng/event/results/2009/default.jsp' title='what&apos;s next?'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/1040836147938983112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/1040836147938983112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitsukosouma.blogspot.com/2009/02/what-next.html' title='what&apos;s next?'/><author><name>Mitsuko Souma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32809220.post-8527532651264845875</id><published>2009-02-04T17:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T13:42:07.075+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hong kong style milk tea</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/SYlk6Z_WGTI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/Z7i69KAPXHE/s1600-h/DSCN0208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/SYlk6Z_WGTI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/Z7i69KAPXHE/s200/DSCN0208.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298877391149865266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/SYlktIL3P3I/AAAAAAAAAQw/olS99bvW-2g/s1600-h/DSCN0206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/SYlktIL3P3I/AAAAAAAAAQw/olS99bvW-2g/s200/DSCN0206.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298877163032231794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what if someone told me HK milk tea is as hazard as cigarette.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll be toasted.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32809220-8527532651264845875?l=mitsukosouma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/8527532651264845875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/8527532651264845875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitsukosouma.blogspot.com/2009/02/hong-kong-style-milk-tea.html' title='hong kong style milk tea'/><author><name>Mitsuko Souma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/SYlk6Z_WGTI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/Z7i69KAPXHE/s72-c/DSCN0208.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32809220.post-2156003825361045601</id><published>2009-01-24T22:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T23:33:56.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cultural shock? well, not at all...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/SXslEMxye6I/AAAAAAAAAQI/ujxaoqroo2U/s1600-h/DSCN0170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/SXslEMxye6I/AAAAAAAAAQI/ujxaoqroo2U/s200/DSCN0170.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294866540983909282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24Jan09 what a strange day of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it wasn't planned to be one of the date of my life actually, especially when you learnt that everybody else is having a day off for their coming lunar new year and together with those 36 wasted years in the pack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is not a secret no more that i envy somebody else's got (i would never said "achievement", as i would never considered it matches. sorry pal)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, under the condition of being new to this environment, seems i have no choice but to give in to this so called "lunar new year dinner".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am no stranger to this "bottom up" culture of showing respect to anyone you considered important to your "career" life. well, when it comes to reality, it is something else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i always consider myself to be one of the best adopter in any situation. i really mean "any". (although it is always left unproven or even short in result, but none of it shaking my confidence).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is no secret that my normal evening meal contains a beer or something. how nice is that when it is free at the same time which serve the same purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i been told that they loved to make ppl losing themselves, unfold their real characters and eventually make them more closer to each other. the strange thing is it just happen to be i am well trained over this year (somehow).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is a night with not much high hopes but to fulfil the "requirement" which i might be expected to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it turn out to be one of the interesting night i ever have in my wasted 36 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man, i guess i have lot more to ex pore in this country than i expected to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it seems i get it somehow why they drunk themselves as i do. probably, we all been to somewhere and something which is really hard to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. i just have a little fireworks for this lunar new year eve which i would never expected and to be honest i am loving it. thanks pal. it echos more than a planned one. it is gonna be one of the memorable moment i would remember while i have to leave this life. it is the 1st time i really felt happy for a lunar new year to come and i am looking forward to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am trying to get a clearer picture at the beginning in the moving vehicle. however, 2nd thought, it reflects more like how i felt at the moment, just leave it that way then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wish you all have a happy lunar new year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32809220-2156003825361045601?l=mitsukosouma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/2156003825361045601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/2156003825361045601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitsukosouma.blogspot.com/2009/01/cultural-shock-well-not-at-all.html' title='cultural shock? well, not at all...'/><author><name>Mitsuko Souma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/SXslEMxye6I/AAAAAAAAAQI/ujxaoqroo2U/s72-c/DSCN0170.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32809220.post-882062136940719645</id><published>2008-12-27T16:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T16:56:53.051+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh! i got it....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32809220-882062136940719645?l=mitsukosouma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://tw.youtube.com/watch?v=qWJoEum5UXU' title='oh! i got it....'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/882062136940719645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/882062136940719645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitsukosouma.blogspot.com/2008/12/oh-i-got-it.html' title='oh! i got it....'/><author><name>Mitsuko Souma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32809220.post-845838622822074799</id><published>2008-12-16T09:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T09:44:38.927+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aisin-Gioro Pu Yi</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/SUcGxofPl7I/AAAAAAAAAOg/VZWVtw562iA/s1600-h/the+last+emperor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 142px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/SUcGxofPl7I/AAAAAAAAAOg/VZWVtw562iA/s200/the+last+emperor.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280196537867016114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a life who could have anything in this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ironically who had nothing at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's life, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;credit to John Lone's brilliant performance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32809220-845838622822074799?l=mitsukosouma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Last_Emperor' title='Aisin-Gioro Pu Yi'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/845838622822074799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/845838622822074799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitsukosouma.blogspot.com/2008/12/aisin-gioro-pu-yi.html' title='Aisin-Gioro Pu Yi'/><author><name>Mitsuko Souma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/SUcGxofPl7I/AAAAAAAAAOg/VZWVtw562iA/s72-c/the+last+emperor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32809220.post-62784478037584082</id><published>2008-11-27T10:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T10:49:19.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>254 vs 279</title><content type='html'>does these numbers means anything to u?&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;those were the days....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/SS4J6eBOL2I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/FUQbl948HSY/s1600-h/ovet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 140px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/SS4J6eBOL2I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/FUQbl948HSY/s200/ovet.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273163113792679778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/SS4J92QjPxI/AAAAAAAAAOY/ujGYSsPCUIY/s1600-h/coe+1980.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 138px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/SS4J92QjPxI/AAAAAAAAAOY/ujGYSsPCUIY/s200/coe+1980.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273163171839033106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coe first ran against Ovett in a schools cross country race in 1972. Neither won, nor did they win in their first major encounter in the European Championships Prague in 1978 in an 800 metre race, where Ovett was second and Coe finished third behind the East German Olaf Beyer. The next year on two occasions in Oslo, Norway, Coe set his first world records in the 800-metre (1:42.33) and mile (3:48.95) races. Later that year, he set the world 1500 metre record (3:32.03) in Zurich, Switzerland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most famous races between Ovett and Coe were in the 1980 Olympic Games in Moscow, where each won the other's speciality, Ovett the 800 metres, and Coe the 1500 metres (Coe came in second in the 800, while Ovett took third in the 1500). It was Ovett's first defeat at either one mile or 1500 metres in three years and 45 races. The image of Coe crossing the finish line arms outstretched, eyes rolling and mouth agape was much reproduced.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32809220-62784478037584082?l=mitsukosouma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://hk.youtube.com/watch?v=txkz8VLO3iE' title='254 vs 279'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/62784478037584082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/62784478037584082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitsukosouma.blogspot.com/2008/11/254-vs-279.html' title='254 vs 279'/><author><name>Mitsuko Souma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/SS4J6eBOL2I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/FUQbl948HSY/s72-c/ovet.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32809220.post-5834672757858857956</id><published>2008-11-25T13:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T13:28:21.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Naoko Takahashi</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/SSuMwU6sJSI/AAAAAAAAAOA/Hu9OY4vfz2c/s1600-h/PIAMBOYBRDAQWXA_20081028181946.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 136px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/SSuMwU6sJSI/AAAAAAAAAOA/Hu9OY4vfz2c/s200/PIAMBOYBRDAQWXA_20081028181946.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272462550643778850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the afternoon of Oct. 28, Sydney Olympic marathon gold medalist and former world record holder Takahashi gave a press conference at Tokyo's Grand Prince Hotel to announce her retirement. A portion of Takahashi's statement follows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hello, I am Naoko Takahashi. I planned to run the Tokyo, Nagoya and Osaka International Women's Marathons but have to give it up. To the fans, staff and sponsors who supported me I offer my sincerest apologies. I had this goal to run these three races as a thank you or goodbye to everyone but now I find that I've spent everything my body has, that I've done all I can and am left with just a peaceful feeling. It's not that something happened, I just can't do the kind of training I need in order to stand in front of you all as the Pro Naoko Takahashi, the kind of running I can be proud of, anymore. I don't want to just show up and run badly anymore either. The years when I won the Olympics and set the world record were like a typhoon, and now the typhoon has passed and there is just a gentle breeze blowing. I love running and will keep going into my 50's and 60's, but from now on it'll be as the 'Jogger' Naoko Takahashi."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asked whether leaving her coach Yoshio Koide at her peak had been a mistake, Takahashi replied, "It wasn't that big a deal. I thought about retiring when I left him, but I would have retired earlier if I hadn't left."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32809220-5834672757858857956?l=mitsukosouma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://japanrunningnews.blogspot.com/2008/10/naoko-takahashis-statement-from-her.html' title='Naoko Takahashi'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/5834672757858857956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/5834672757858857956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitsukosouma.blogspot.com/2008/11/naoko-takahashi.html' title='Naoko Takahashi'/><author><name>Mitsuko Souma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/SSuMwU6sJSI/AAAAAAAAAOA/Hu9OY4vfz2c/s72-c/PIAMBOYBRDAQWXA_20081028181946.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32809220.post-6772470668752036231</id><published>2008-11-22T16:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T17:00:25.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bella</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/SSfJn-LONNI/AAAAAAAAAN4/udNv0itVwmE/s1600-h/bella.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 145px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/SSfJn-LONNI/AAAAAAAAAN4/udNv0itVwmE/s200/bella.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271403577402602706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I used to worry. Then I did a little research and found out that ten out of ten people die.” - Nina to Jose, as they ride the train to the New Jersey seashore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32809220-6772470668752036231?l=mitsukosouma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.bellamoviesite.com/' title='bella'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/6772470668752036231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/6772470668752036231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitsukosouma.blogspot.com/2008/11/bella.html' title='bella'/><author><name>Mitsuko Souma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/SSfJn-LONNI/AAAAAAAAAN4/udNv0itVwmE/s72-c/bella.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32809220.post-6842296095314772648</id><published>2008-11-15T15:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T15:52:47.471+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brilliant Andy....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/SR5_nKII4XI/AAAAAAAAANw/S3v_HFIvbHM/s1600-h/Andy+Madrid.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/SR5_nKII4XI/AAAAAAAAANw/S3v_HFIvbHM/s200/Andy+Madrid.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268788924780175730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! I could tell why you are playing so well in Madrid. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32809220-6842296095314772648?l=mitsukosouma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.tennis.com/players/player_info.aspx?player_name=Andy%20Murray' title='Brilliant Andy....'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/6842296095314772648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/6842296095314772648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitsukosouma.blogspot.com/2008/11/brilliant-andy.html' title='Brilliant Andy....'/><author><name>Mitsuko Souma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/SR5_nKII4XI/AAAAAAAAANw/S3v_HFIvbHM/s72-c/Andy+Madrid.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32809220.post-2957982425544031622</id><published>2008-09-08T00:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T00:14:25.682+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ONCE</title><content type='html'>Fallying Slowly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CoSL_qayMCc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CoSL_qayMCc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If You Want Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QkedBTBksnc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QkedBTBksnc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&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/32809220-2957982425544031622?l=mitsukosouma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/2957982425544031622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/2957982425544031622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitsukosouma.blogspot.com/2008/09/once.html' title='ONCE'/><author><name>Mitsuko Souma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32809220.post-8486228628403446050</id><published>2008-09-06T14:15:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T21:48:11.221+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mind your words dude</title><content type='html'>“I’ve got to feel good. He’s got about 16 injuries right now.” : Roddick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh! man, see what you have done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/SMIh3RGxSAI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/NYm6BbD8VVY/s1600-h/40428_US_Open_Tennis_sff.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/SMIh3RGxSAI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/NYm6BbD8VVY/s200/40428_US_Open_Tennis_sff.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242790149580998658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/SMIiBhkIcOI/AAAAAAAAAKA/dfJshw1B83o/s1600-h/60492_US_Open_Tennis_sff.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/SMIiBhkIcOI/AAAAAAAAAKA/dfJshw1B83o/s200/60492_US_Open_Tennis_sff.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242790325797810402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/SMIiHkqddcI/AAAAAAAAAKI/n71yjBUKxhg/s1600-h/10592_US_Open_Tennis_sff.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/SMIiHkqddcI/AAAAAAAAAKI/n71yjBUKxhg/s200/10592_US_Open_Tennis_sff.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242790429708875202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/SMIve0rpMKI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/nb8dUvJl1S8/s1600-h/nd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/SMIve0rpMKI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/nb8dUvJl1S8/s200/nd.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242805122796957858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“That’s not nice, anyhow, to say in front of this crowd that I have 16 injuries and that I’m faking,” : Djokovic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://tennisworld.typepad.com/thewrap/2008/09/noles-best-impe.html&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32809220-8486228628403446050?l=mitsukosouma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.tennis.com/news/news.aspx?id=144338' title='mind your words dude'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/8486228628403446050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/8486228628403446050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitsukosouma.blogspot.com/2008/09/mind-your-word-dude.html' title='mind your words dude'/><author><name>Mitsuko Souma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/SMIh3RGxSAI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/NYm6BbD8VVY/s72-c/40428_US_Open_Tennis_sff.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32809220.post-1410577666761671304</id><published>2008-09-05T14:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T14:41:43.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>是否我真的改變了？</title><content type='html'>記得於中學時學過國語，但每次上課都只是唱唱 “龍的傳人” ，及後的考試也只是再唱一遍罷。相信本人的國語功夫有多少大家也可略知一二。&lt;br /&gt;而本人一向也對中國文化不什興趣，加上種種因中文而帶來的詛咒，促使本人對“中” 的一切有很大抗拒及憤怒。&lt;br /&gt;但於工作後眼見本土的工作潛力遠不及中國大陸，而國語又是為一通行全國的語言，使本人又不得再次學上國語來。&lt;br /&gt;雖然這次和上次的動機完全不一，但相似的是於這些年頭，真的沒有半點兒多的喜歡上我們的祖國。就且不論將來有否機會於祖國工作，但可悲的是當人們從iPod 中選擇喜歡的音樂時，我卻在選擇適當的會話遍。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;後記：是次文章足足用上三十分鐘才完成。那麽一年的工作可用上我三年以上的精力？實在不敢再想下去‧‧‧&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32809220-1410577666761671304?l=mitsukosouma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/1410577666761671304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/1410577666761671304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitsukosouma.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post.html' title='是否我真的改變了？'/><author><name>Mitsuko Souma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32809220.post-2993751459470975481</id><published>2008-08-28T17:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T17:46:23.565+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my $25 meal again</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/SLZy1Ne3R8I/AAAAAAAAAJI/1ZKAPSICRp0/s1600-h/DSC05703.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/SLZy1Ne3R8I/AAAAAAAAAJI/1ZKAPSICRp0/s200/DSC05703.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239501474969896898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's a bit strange while having this HK$25 meal and watching "CEO EXCHANGE".&lt;br /&gt;mummm.... interesting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32809220-2993751459470975481?l=mitsukosouma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.pbs.org/wttw/ceoexchange/' title='my $25 meal again'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/2993751459470975481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/2993751459470975481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitsukosouma.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-25-meal-again.html' title='my $25 meal again'/><author><name>Mitsuko Souma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/SLZy1Ne3R8I/AAAAAAAAAJI/1ZKAPSICRp0/s72-c/DSC05703.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32809220.post-8902782136314991330</id><published>2008-07-31T11:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T11:15:34.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>no point to make it anymore harder...</title><content type='html'>once things get set, will try to file an application.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know what i have said before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time has passed and things has changed i guess.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32809220-8902782136314991330?l=mitsukosouma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.immi.gov.au/skilled/general-skilled-migration/175/index.htm' title='no point to make it anymore harder...'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/8902782136314991330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/8902782136314991330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitsukosouma.blogspot.com/2008/07/no-point-to-make-it-anymore-harder.html' title='no point to make it anymore harder...'/><author><name>Mitsuko Souma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32809220.post-2751644460335188407</id><published>2008-07-25T10:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T10:58:49.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>this is it.</title><content type='html'>these three little magic words explain everything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32809220-2751644460335188407?l=mitsukosouma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/2751644460335188407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/2751644460335188407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitsukosouma.blogspot.com/2008/07/this-is-it.html' title='this is it.'/><author><name>Mitsuko Souma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32809220.post-2172166994164830303</id><published>2008-07-18T13:07:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T17:51:41.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>how could anyone don't love this guy????</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/SIAmdtgyWNI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/KFZMhONGTLU/s1600-h/223219_Valentino%2BRossi%2Bwith%2Bhis%2Bspecial%2Bhelmet%2Bfor%2Bhis%2Bhome%2BGP%2Bat%2BMugello-800x600-may31_jpg_preview_big.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/SIAmdtgyWNI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/KFZMhONGTLU/s200/223219_Valentino%2BRossi%2Bwith%2Bhis%2Bspecial%2Bhelmet%2Bfor%2Bhis%2Bhome%2BGP%2Bat%2BMugello-800x600-may31_jpg_preview_big.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224217859624949970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/SIAmqe6ismI/AAAAAAAAAHY/jt7mE7VX434/s1600-h/223655_Valentino%2BRossi%2Bwith%2Bhis%2Bassistant%2BUccio%2Bin%2Bthe%2BFiat%2BYamaha%2Bbox-1280x960-jun1_jpg_preview_big.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/SIAmqe6ismI/AAAAAAAAAHY/jt7mE7VX434/s200/223655_Valentino%2BRossi%2Bwith%2Bhis%2Bassistant%2BUccio%2Bin%2Bthe%2BFiat%2BYamaha%2Bbox-1280x960-jun1_jpg_preview_big.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224218079044743778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/SIAnDDYdHGI/AAAAAAAAAH4/7PgeicGxW9k/s1600-h/223218_Valentino%2BRossi%2Bin%2Baction%2Bin%2BMugello-1280x960-may31-2_jpg_preview_big.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/SIAnDDYdHGI/AAAAAAAAAH4/7PgeicGxW9k/s200/223218_Valentino%2BRossi%2Bin%2Baction%2Bin%2BMugello-1280x960-may31-2_jpg_preview_big.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224218501150743650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/SIAm-tXbAUI/AAAAAAAAAHw/t_uE18ljRTA/s1600-h/223627_Rossi%2BStoner%2Band%2BPedrosa%2Bin%2Baction%2Bin%2BMugello%2BMotoGP-1280x960-jun1_jpg_preview_big.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/SIAm-tXbAUI/AAAAAAAAAHw/t_uE18ljRTA/s200/223627_Rossi%2BStoner%2Band%2BPedrosa%2Bin%2Baction%2Bin%2BMugello%2BMotoGP-1280x960-jun1_jpg_preview_big.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224218426521354562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/SIAm6Z-RBqI/AAAAAAAAAHo/fmRXt9tnUNs/s1600-h/223545_Valentino%2BRossi%2Bin%2Baction%2Bin%2BMugello-1280x960-jun1_jpg_preview_big.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/SIAm6Z-RBqI/AAAAAAAAAHo/fmRXt9tnUNs/s200/223545_Valentino%2BRossi%2Bin%2Baction%2Bin%2BMugello-1280x960-jun1_jpg_preview_big.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224218352596092578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/SIAmzMoy_1I/AAAAAAAAAHg/N2fEabIv-3g/s1600-h/223229_Rossi%2Bcelebrates%2Bhis%2Bfirst%2Bpole%2Bposition%2Bof%2Bthe%2B2008%2Bseason%2Bat%2BMugello-1280x960-may31_jpg_preview_big.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/SIAmzMoy_1I/AAAAAAAAAHg/N2fEabIv-3g/s200/223229_Rossi%2Bcelebrates%2Bhis%2Bfirst%2Bpole%2Bposition%2Bof%2Bthe%2B2008%2Bseason%2Bat%2BMugello-1280x960-may31_jpg_preview_big.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224218228757299026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just loving it!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32809220-2172166994164830303?l=mitsukosouma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/2172166994164830303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/2172166994164830303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitsukosouma.blogspot.com/2008/07/how-could-anyone-hate-this-guy.html' title='how could anyone don&apos;t love this guy????'/><author><name>Mitsuko Souma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/SIAmdtgyWNI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/KFZMhONGTLU/s72-c/223219_Valentino%2BRossi%2Bwith%2Bhis%2Bspecial%2Bhelmet%2Bfor%2Bhis%2Bhome%2BGP%2Bat%2BMugello-800x600-may31_jpg_preview_big.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32809220.post-7113626070754012813</id><published>2008-07-03T13:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T17:51:42.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Discovery Bay</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/SGxhIhvB-DI/AAAAAAAAAHI/PzujQz_Ecwo/s1600-h/discovbaybeach.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/SGxhIhvB-DI/AAAAAAAAAHI/PzujQz_Ecwo/s200/discovbaybeach.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218652867338041394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s been couple of years since the last time I been there. I remember clearly the reason why I was there and how close I will be living there, how close I was in so many other things as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfinished mall, beach and etc of yesterday are now filled with familiar shops and people and many more. Scenes of yesterday DB and me compare to the current DB and me, both are very different from one another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a huge Hard Disc for everything, sometimes too large for my capacity actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let’s move on, we live for the future and not in the past, are we?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32809220-7113626070754012813?l=mitsukosouma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/7113626070754012813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/7113626070754012813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitsukosouma.blogspot.com/2008/07/discovery-bay.html' title='Discovery Bay'/><author><name>Mitsuko Souma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/SGxhIhvB-DI/AAAAAAAAAHI/PzujQz_Ecwo/s72-c/discovbaybeach.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32809220.post-6427578235998152311</id><published>2008-07-02T12:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T17:51:42.194+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm just loving it</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/SGsKYtdBtdI/AAAAAAAAAG4/fqo2bHdOI_o/s1600-h/pichobie16101a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/SGsKYtdBtdI/AAAAAAAAAG4/fqo2bHdOI_o/s200/pichobie16101a.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218276012873332178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just had a ride on one of these. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, all i could tell is "i'm just loving it". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it helps me to forget everything on land.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it reminds me that 70% of our planet is covered by ocean, why not make the most out of it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32809220-6427578235998152311?l=mitsukosouma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.hobiecat.com/' title='i&apos;m just loving it'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/6427578235998152311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/6427578235998152311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitsukosouma.blogspot.com/2008/07/im-just-loving-it.html' title='i&apos;m just loving it'/><author><name>Mitsuko Souma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/SGsKYtdBtdI/AAAAAAAAAG4/fqo2bHdOI_o/s72-c/pichobie16101a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32809220.post-5308373929688494473</id><published>2008-06-25T23:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T00:03:13.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'>love vs like</title><content type='html'>i love this "shit"... (even if it is killing me)&lt;br /&gt;i love this lady...(even if she demands the unreasonable)&lt;br /&gt;i love this man...(even if he doesn't love me back)&lt;br /&gt;i love this machine...(even if it is so hard to ride)&lt;br /&gt;i love this job...(even if it doesn't pay much)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like this thing...(only if it performs well)&lt;br /&gt;i like this lady...(only if she behaves)&lt;br /&gt;i like this man...(only if he treats me right)&lt;br /&gt;i like this machine...(only if it does well)&lt;br /&gt;i like this job...(only if it pays well)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;does it take so much to LOVE....? or&lt;br /&gt;you rather choose LIKE....? or&lt;br /&gt;you never really LOVE at all....?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32809220-5308373929688494473?l=mitsukosouma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/5308373929688494473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/5308373929688494473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitsukosouma.blogspot.com/2008/06/love-vs-like.html' title='love vs like'/><author><name>Mitsuko Souma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32809220.post-3193574327655777254</id><published>2008-06-19T12:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T12:39:50.934+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what? consistency?</title><content type='html'>i have a whole new understanding of the word of "consistency" while i am getting more bald each day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is a word sounds too dull for young guns.&lt;br /&gt;it is a word equivalent to boring, sometimes even means useless.&lt;br /&gt;it is a word would never cross their mind.&lt;br /&gt;it is like telling them you could be bald someday and their reply probably like "what? i don't think so and i could do better than that."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i realize it is a word requires genuine effort.&lt;br /&gt;it is a word represents a true devotion.&lt;br /&gt;it is a word requires love in it.&lt;br /&gt;it is a word which takes success to a whole new horizon.&lt;br /&gt;one have said "getting there is the easiest part, but staying there is not"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32809220-3193574327655777254?l=mitsukosouma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/3193574327655777254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/3193574327655777254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitsukosouma.blogspot.com/2008/06/what-consistency.html' title='what? consistency?'/><author><name>Mitsuko Souma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32809220.post-7040184934090976820</id><published>2008-06-17T12:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T01:05:11.544+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i think i realize who i am...</title><content type='html'>recently reading a blog from a friend of mine, finding beautiful pictures over and over during her trip. they are all great and it just like taking me to the scene with just few clicks away. bravo! thanks pal. but if you ask me to do the same during a trip. no way, i would never spoil a trip by standing in the spot waiting for the right kind of light, waiting the crowd to spread, mounting tripod, changing lens and many more... i guess my toys will never get a chance to show what they are capable of. sorry toys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while i am getting older and older involuntarily, i begin to realize there are many ways to lead a life. i used to follow my parents ways of doing things, then i follow my brothers way of thinking, and i am afraid i begin to have my own way now. they are all very different from each other. wishing that i am not doing it just for the sake of escaping from the previous one. in fact, i do believe there are beauties inside every one of them, it just a matter of which one suit you the most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during a trip, i enjoy the company whom you travel with rather than the scene. during a meal, i enjoy the company whom you eat with rather than the meal itself. after all i enjoy the attachment to make me feel alive and not the little thing which would makes me isolated from the rest of the world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32809220-7040184934090976820?l=mitsukosouma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/7040184934090976820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/7040184934090976820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitsukosouma.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-think-i-realize-who-i-am.html' title='i think i realize who i am...'/><author><name>Mitsuko Souma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32809220.post-2267169202167020735</id><published>2008-06-07T16:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T17:51:42.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'>how often do you find the right person?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/SEpFUmA8VdI/AAAAAAAAAGo/ezRdNYD5D_w/s1600-h/once_press.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/SEpFUmA8VdI/AAAAAAAAAGo/ezRdNYD5D_w/s200/once_press.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209052139111601618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/SEpFZiIjqDI/AAAAAAAAAGw/NpVIOXy3Moc/s1600-h/once-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/SEpFZiIjqDI/AAAAAAAAAGw/NpVIOXy3Moc/s200/once-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209052223969142834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is a line like "i am so lonely and you are so..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder how many would admit they are lonely in this never sleep city.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32809220-2267169202167020735?l=mitsukosouma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/2267169202167020735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/2267169202167020735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitsukosouma.blogspot.com/2008/06/how-often-do-you-find-right-person.html' title='how often do you find the right person?'/><author><name>Mitsuko Souma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/SEpFUmA8VdI/AAAAAAAAAGo/ezRdNYD5D_w/s72-c/once_press.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32809220.post-2041678329685122953</id><published>2008-06-04T17:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T17:42:53.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>因誤會而結合，因了解而分開。</title><content type='html'>recently i just can't get my mind from....&lt;br /&gt;"what if" is a dangerous phase and not to mention a dangerous thought too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ask yourself how many times, you catch by this misunderstanding?&lt;br /&gt;ask yourself will you still be the same after discovering?&lt;br /&gt;what are we chasing for during our life time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isn't it better to leave things unknown?&lt;br /&gt;everything seems lot more nicer and better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;disappointment is something i don't have much capacity to bear anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32809220-2041678329685122953?l=mitsukosouma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/2041678329685122953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/2041678329685122953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitsukosouma.blogspot.com/2008/06/blog-post.html' title='因誤會而結合，因了解而分開。'/><author><name>Mitsuko Souma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32809220.post-6906777926461496875</id><published>2008-05-23T16:31:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T17:51:42.911+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what a nice way start a week...</title><content type='html'>thanks to guys who invented these kind of things,&lt;br /&gt;thanks to guys who brought me to these things,&lt;br /&gt;thanks to guys who hang around with me for these things,&lt;br /&gt;thanks everybody,&lt;br /&gt;and i am loving it. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/SDaBsSPHCUI/AAAAAAAAAGg/KMUjGJM5z7I/s1600-h/2385783640062388589EBiAoB_fs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/SDaBsSPHCUI/AAAAAAAAAGg/KMUjGJM5z7I/s200/2385783640062388589EBiAoB_fs.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203489017282627906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32809220-6906777926461496875?l=mitsukosouma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/6906777926461496875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/6906777926461496875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitsukosouma.blogspot.com/2008/05/what-nice-way-start-week.html' title='what a nice way start a week...'/><author><name>Mitsuko Souma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/SDaBsSPHCUI/AAAAAAAAAGg/KMUjGJM5z7I/s72-c/2385783640062388589EBiAoB_fs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32809220.post-7039744232307206925</id><published>2008-05-16T15:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T17:51:43.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye Justine</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/SC052SZksNI/AAAAAAAAAGY/ALgXmyibYAM/s1600-h/2008_05_14_Henin_article.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/SC052SZksNI/AAAAAAAAAGY/ALgXmyibYAM/s200/2008_05_14_Henin_article.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200876749497610450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tall, blond, long legs are always eyes catching. She has none of these but I like her very much. And she is quiet too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is the kind of determination storm the world. It is the kind of drive take her to the top. It is just fascinating to watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish her every success in what she is heading for…. And we’ll miss u.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32809220-7039744232307206925?l=mitsukosouma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/7039744232307206925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/7039744232307206925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitsukosouma.blogspot.com/2008/05/goodbye-justine.html' title='Goodbye Justine'/><author><name>Mitsuko Souma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/SC052SZksNI/AAAAAAAAAGY/ALgXmyibYAM/s72-c/2008_05_14_Henin_article.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32809220.post-3254532056578211397</id><published>2008-05-14T22:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T17:51:43.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my lovely little plant</title><content type='html'>here comes my new plant. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't know why just love it the way it is. strange....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/SCrz7iZksMI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/rYBmoq4yokY/s1600-h/DSC05603.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/SCrz7iZksMI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/rYBmoq4yokY/s200/DSC05603.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200236923924558018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32809220-3254532056578211397?l=mitsukosouma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/3254532056578211397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/3254532056578211397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitsukosouma.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-lovely-little-plant.html' title='my lovely little plant'/><author><name>Mitsuko Souma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/SCrz7iZksMI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/rYBmoq4yokY/s72-c/DSC05603.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32809220.post-3787199059716412721</id><published>2008-05-03T22:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T17:51:43.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new toy in town</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/SBx7D_bGNVI/AAAAAAAAAGI/0F90aOcORFQ/s1600-h/DSC05589.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/SBx7D_bGNVI/AAAAAAAAAGI/0F90aOcORFQ/s200/DSC05589.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196163378573620562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are times i don't like person in the picture.&lt;br /&gt;there are times i think record shots like "i've been there" are cheap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i being to realize it is the "person" around us makes our life matter.&lt;br /&gt;it is the person around makes me realize i've been lived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just wish that i could make a better use of this one than any pervious one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32809220-3787199059716412721?l=mitsukosouma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.fujifilm.com.hk/FinePix/tc/products/digital_cameras/s5pro_special/s5pro.html' title='new toy in town'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/3787199059716412721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/3787199059716412721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitsukosouma.blogspot.com/2008/05/new-toy-in-town.html' title='new toy in town'/><author><name>Mitsuko Souma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/SBx7D_bGNVI/AAAAAAAAAGI/0F90aOcORFQ/s72-c/DSC05589.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32809220.post-6813755773472532667</id><published>2008-04-30T22:30:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T17:51:44.017+08:00</updated><title type='text'>did you ever slow down?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/SBiDCPbGNPI/AAAAAAAAAFU/qt_x-b-EYaQ/s1600-h/DSC05573.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/SBiDCPbGNPI/AAAAAAAAAFU/qt_x-b-EYaQ/s200/DSC05573.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195046244695028978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/SBiDlvbGNQI/AAAAAAAAAFc/rAcYUvu9jNo/s1600-h/DSC05576.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/SBiDlvbGNQI/AAAAAAAAAFc/rAcYUvu9jNo/s200/DSC05576.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195046854580385026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/SBiEn_bGNRI/AAAAAAAAAFk/gKRGbN9ShS4/s1600-h/DSC05584.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/SBiEn_bGNRI/AAAAAAAAAFk/gKRGbN9ShS4/s200/DSC05584.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195047992746718482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/SBiFGPbGNSI/AAAAAAAAAFs/IOdSE6IGrSQ/s1600-h/DSC05585.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/SBiFGPbGNSI/AAAAAAAAAFs/IOdSE6IGrSQ/s200/DSC05585.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195048512437761314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tried and so do you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32809220-6813755773472532667?l=mitsukosouma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/6813755773472532667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/6813755773472532667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitsukosouma.blogspot.com/2008/04/did-you-ever-slow-down.html' title='did you ever slow down?'/><author><name>Mitsuko Souma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/SBiDCPbGNPI/AAAAAAAAAFU/qt_x-b-EYaQ/s72-c/DSC05573.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32809220.post-2755462673050852020</id><published>2008-04-30T22:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T17:51:44.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>miss it?</title><content type='html'>Far away, so close...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/SBiBbvbGNOI/AAAAAAAAAFM/OaoqUDvQnjo/s1600-h/DSC05551.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/SBiBbvbGNOI/AAAAAAAAAFM/OaoqUDvQnjo/s200/DSC05551.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195044483758437602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got to be "used to be so closed, but now so far away".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32809220-2755462673050852020?l=mitsukosouma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/2755462673050852020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/2755462673050852020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitsukosouma.blogspot.com/2008/04/miss-it.html' title='miss it?'/><author><name>Mitsuko Souma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/SBiBbvbGNOI/AAAAAAAAAFM/OaoqUDvQnjo/s72-c/DSC05551.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32809220.post-8511060250645177244</id><published>2008-04-26T11:56:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T17:51:44.655+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Undeniable Talent</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/SBKod_bGNJI/AAAAAAAAAEk/hvqRJ8FX8Fk/s1600-h/215092___original_preview_big.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/SBKod_bGNJI/AAAAAAAAAEk/hvqRJ8FX8Fk/s200/215092___original_preview_big.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193398553506362514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/SBKokvbGNKI/AAAAAAAAAEs/D87A9HQrjqM/s1600-h/215045_Jorge%2BLorenzo%2Bin%2Baction%2Bin%2BEstoril%2BMotoGP-1280x960-apr13-4_jpg__original_preview_big.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/SBKokvbGNKI/AAAAAAAAAEs/D87A9HQrjqM/s200/215045_Jorge%2BLorenzo%2Bin%2Baction%2Bin%2BEstoril%2BMotoGP-1280x960-apr13-4_jpg__original_preview_big.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193398669470479522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three pole position in three circuits, 3 podium finish (2nd, 3rd and 1st), setting fastest track record with the age of 20 - the youngest rider and as a rookie in 2008 Premier Class. Already put Rossi’s record in shadow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/SBKoq_bGNLI/AAAAAAAAAE0/ggVU5UvHng0/s1600-h/215003__preview_big.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/SBKoq_bGNLI/AAAAAAAAAE0/ggVU5UvHng0/s200/215003__preview_big.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193398776844661938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But my heart stay with “the doctor.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pick of 2008:&lt;br /&gt;The civil war between two Spanish riders&lt;br /&gt;How "the doctor" regain his long lost title&lt;br /&gt;How Ducati regain its lead as in 2007&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32809220-8511060250645177244?l=mitsukosouma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.motogp.com/en/news/2008/Lorenzo+wins+first+MotoGP+race+in+Estoril' title='Undeniable Talent'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/8511060250645177244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/8511060250645177244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitsukosouma.blogspot.com/2008/04/undeniable-talent.html' title='Undeniable Talent'/><author><name>Mitsuko Souma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/SBKod_bGNJI/AAAAAAAAAEk/hvqRJ8FX8Fk/s72-c/215092___original_preview_big.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32809220.post-291561147679103263</id><published>2008-03-13T22:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T22:08:44.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what if...</title><content type='html'>What if you got only 6 months to live?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would you do in the first place?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you still stand things that you used to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you still stand persons that you used to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you ever be honest to yourself for once?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you still hunger to improve?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no answer to that, do you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently there are couples of thought that I’m just human, I might not be able to be the person I wanted to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in the end, it is more like a question of “you can’t or you won’t?”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32809220-291561147679103263?l=mitsukosouma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/291561147679103263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/291561147679103263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitsukosouma.blogspot.com/2008/03/what-if.html' title='what if...'/><author><name>Mitsuko Souma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32809220.post-2213043452213182815</id><published>2008-01-19T08:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T08:54:32.024+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i am just a human</title><content type='html'>When I was a child (although I still want to be one) I used to think that I could change anything if I wanted to be&lt;br /&gt;I mean anything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when the time passes by and I am losing hair as well as memory (particular those short term) &lt;br /&gt;I begin to realize I am just a human being&lt;br /&gt;Every deficiency a normal human being should have and I am no exception either&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is it a good sign that I should stretch no more?&lt;br /&gt;Or I just give myself an excuse for everything?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But most important of all is, I am no more interested to find out and I ain’t big fans of a super me no more&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32809220-2213043452213182815?l=mitsukosouma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/2213043452213182815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/2213043452213182815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitsukosouma.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-am-just-human.html' title='i am just a human'/><author><name>Mitsuko Souma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32809220.post-2852786815268168594</id><published>2008-01-08T18:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T17:51:44.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my blueberry nights</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/R4NR3GKLFtI/AAAAAAAAAEc/vRIkeO9pWEI/s1600-h/MBN_01_1024X768.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153052405629916882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/R4NR3GKLFtI/AAAAAAAAAEc/vRIkeO9pWEI/s200/MBN_01_1024X768.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;“the longest way to cross the street”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;would it be differently if you would knew before or it would be the same anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if there is anything you could learn before; life probably would be too dull to live for another day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes too much attention are placed in the future and forgetting the fact that we are living in present&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the future seems not matter since there is not much you could plan&lt;br /&gt;what really matter is now &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32809220-2852786815268168594?l=mitsukosouma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/2852786815268168594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/2852786815268168594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitsukosouma.blogspot.com/2008/01/my-blueberry-nights.html' title='my blueberry nights'/><author><name>Mitsuko Souma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/R4NR3GKLFtI/AAAAAAAAAEc/vRIkeO9pWEI/s72-c/MBN_01_1024X768.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32809220.post-6339038672202741081</id><published>2007-12-09T21:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T21:44:15.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what? what did you do to me?</title><content type='html'>recently, i adopt a pretty strange habit (where i have no choice, actually) which i do this "thing" basically for no real destination or heading no where at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it completely violates my way of living for so many years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the strange things is i begin to discover the another side of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have no idea it would only be a transictional thing or really something lives inside me while i was born. i guess, i still have time to find out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have to say i am not liking it at the beginning and now it unfolds something where i didn't know before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may be i have changed along the way.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32809220-6339038672202741081?l=mitsukosouma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/6339038672202741081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/6339038672202741081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitsukosouma.blogspot.com/2007/12/what-what-did-you-do-to-me.html' title='what? what did you do to me?'/><author><name>Mitsuko Souma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32809220.post-4375846539893305716</id><published>2007-11-22T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T23:30:27.949+08:00</updated><title type='text'>today should be the happiest day...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;i thought i would be at least a happy day, but right from the start i just don't feel any happy at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;at noon, i wonder why would i be here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;in the evening, i wonder how come i wasted so many years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is how i felt about my last day at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in fact, i am pertty good at turning something really ugly into something motivated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but on the other hand, i am very bad at keeping things off my head.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32809220-4375846539893305716?l=mitsukosouma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/4375846539893305716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/4375846539893305716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitsukosouma.blogspot.com/2007/11/today-should-be-happest-day.html' title='today should be the happiest day...'/><author><name>Mitsuko Souma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32809220.post-1936711191652581666</id><published>2007-11-16T21:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T17:51:45.192+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dream machine? no way</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/Rz2fbwNpUAI/AAAAAAAAAEM/zmAWuRhlXv0/s1600-h/2007_11140001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133434449419653122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/Rz2fbwNpUAI/AAAAAAAAAEM/zmAWuRhlXv0/s200/2007_11140001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/Rz2fQwNpT_I/AAAAAAAAAEE/s5Rklkg-78M/s1600-h/2007_11140002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133434260441092082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/Rz2fQwNpT_I/AAAAAAAAAEE/s5Rklkg-78M/s200/2007_11140002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;if superman li could wake up everyday at 05:55 for his goft pressure, i could do better than that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if superman li could has $XXXXXX asset, i could "not" do better than that "now". :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;forget about the bull, recently just can't stand the lazy me at all. trying to get up earlier and have some exercise before an official start of the day. trying so hard to find something which i lost during all these years - me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;changing habit is not a easy task, i think i need a helping hand - a newly bought "dream machine". that is something you saw in the picture. well, it did a pretty good job on the very first day. probably the excitment makes me wake rather than the sound it makes; it felt all the way right in the very next day. :( probably it needs some more time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;by the way, if something wake you up in the middle of the dream and call themselves "dream machine", there got to be something wrong in this world, isn't it?&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/32809220-1936711191652581666?l=mitsukosouma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/1936711191652581666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/1936711191652581666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitsukosouma.blogspot.com/2007/11/dream-machine-no-way.html' title='dream machine? no way'/><author><name>Mitsuko Souma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/Rz2fbwNpUAI/AAAAAAAAAEM/zmAWuRhlXv0/s72-c/2007_11140001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32809220.post-56189383983331450</id><published>2007-11-15T07:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T07:44:41.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what kind of partner do you got?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;ask yourself when you told your partner that you are going to spend almost all your saving for just a toy, what would be his/her reaction?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i) didn't show any emotion on that, probably not interested of what you said or didn't know how to react. p.s. ask yourself is it that all or something underneath? (confused)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ii) black face, showing huge dislike about your decision, probably comparing his/her own status toward your toy or even judging your decision and his/her decision about being with you. (understandable)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iii) neutal, sound like it is your matter and actually it is but why bother telling in the first place? (rational enough)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iv) supporting, even contribute a part to it. (dream on pal)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;any other type of reaction missing??? ha ha ha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32809220-56189383983331450?l=mitsukosouma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/56189383983331450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/56189383983331450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitsukosouma.blogspot.com/2007/11/what-kind-of-partner-do-you-got.html' title='what kind of partner do you got?'/><author><name>Mitsuko Souma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32809220.post-8402025023689993839</id><published>2007-11-13T21:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T17:51:45.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Converse All-Stars???</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/Rzml3UbT6-I/AAAAAAAAAD8/WdNJbGXtOZY/s1600-h/DSCF0125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132315620160039906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/Rzml3UbT6-I/AAAAAAAAAD8/WdNJbGXtOZY/s200/DSCF0125.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;i remeber there was a time Converse launch a commercial showing various artist's All-Stars. they are including eddie vedder and so on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is no All-Stars and i ain't any musician but just loving the idea anyway. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32809220-8402025023689993839?l=mitsukosouma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/8402025023689993839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/8402025023689993839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitsukosouma.blogspot.com/2007/11/converse-all-stars.html' title='Converse All-Stars???'/><author><name>Mitsuko Souma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/Rzml3UbT6-I/AAAAAAAAAD8/WdNJbGXtOZY/s72-c/DSCF0125.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32809220.post-2021715230515759660</id><published>2007-11-09T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T17:51:45.789+08:00</updated><title type='text'>do i have any problem???</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/RzRv6EbT6sI/AAAAAAAAAB0/qAo5ZQl7W8o/s1600-h/PA070011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130848918893226690" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/RzRv6EbT6sI/AAAAAAAAAB0/qAo5ZQl7W8o/s200/PA070011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/RzRvqkbT6rI/AAAAAAAAABs/-VsY6yLU1dY/s1600-h/2007_11070002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130848652605254322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/RzRvqkbT6rI/AAAAAAAAABs/-VsY6yLU1dY/s200/2007_11070002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/RzRvb0bT6qI/AAAAAAAAABk/PBMzBYPQaUk/s1600-h/2007_11070001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130848399202183842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/RzRvb0bT6qI/AAAAAAAAABk/PBMzBYPQaUk/s200/2007_11070001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;probably i was way too poor back then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;or i just don't have any pocket money to handle back then (as they said, they best period to learn handling money is during childhood)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;or i just have no control at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;recently, reading others' blog, seeing so many great pictures make me realize i wasn't taking much pictures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it is a record of thing which matters to me.&lt;br /&gt;it is no way to be a master piece anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when i gone, they will all gone too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i guess it is part of me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for better or worse, this is me.&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/32809220-2021715230515759660?l=mitsukosouma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/2021715230515759660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/2021715230515759660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitsukosouma.blogspot.com/2007/11/do-i-have-any-problem.html' title='do i have any problem???'/><author><name>Mitsuko Souma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/RzRv6EbT6sI/AAAAAAAAAB0/qAo5ZQl7W8o/s72-c/PA070011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32809220.post-4568917713775667084</id><published>2007-07-09T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T17:51:45.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what does it matter???</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/RpJJ6YuFNNI/AAAAAAAAABM/i6KFiJwP8L8/s1600-h/DSC04730.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085208196671681746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/RpJJ6YuFNNI/AAAAAAAAABM/i6KFiJwP8L8/s200/DSC04730.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; it is never the price tag matter. it is all about the heart and effort behind it. thanks pal.&lt;br /&gt;but just wish that it wouldn't need it at the first place. man, it's heavy. :O&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32809220-4568917713775667084?l=mitsukosouma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/4568917713775667084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/4568917713775667084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitsukosouma.blogspot.com/2007/07/what-do-it-matter.html' title='what does it matter???'/><author><name>Mitsuko Souma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BCcCQsIKCY/RpJJ6YuFNNI/AAAAAAAAABM/i6KFiJwP8L8/s72-c/DSC04730.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32809220.post-2529948035013986756</id><published>2007-05-01T01:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T20:33:58.768+08:00</updated><title type='text'>COLLATERAL</title><content type='html'>Stuart Beattie&lt;br /&gt;Frank Darabont&lt;br /&gt;Michael Mann&lt;br /&gt;              &lt;br /&gt;Vincent:&lt;br /&gt;To tell the truth, whenever I’m here, I can’t wait to leave. Too sprawled-out. Disconnected. You know…? But that’s me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You like it here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Max:&lt;br /&gt;It’s home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vincent:&lt;br /&gt;17 million people. This was a country, it would be the fifth biggest economy in the world. But nobody knows each other. Too impersonal. But that’s just me… you know…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read about this guy. Gets on the MTA, here, and dies. Six hours he’s riding the subway before anybody notices. This corpse doing laps around LA, people on and off, sitting next to him, nobody notices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Max:&lt;br /&gt;I see your point. Yeah….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Max:&lt;br /&gt;Last thing I need is a reason to keep driving a cab. It’s temporary. I’m fillin’ in, you know, while this other thing I’m putting together is shaping up….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vincent:&lt;br /&gt;How long you been driving?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Max:&lt;br /&gt;Twelve years.&lt;br /&gt;Hardly temporary….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vincent:&lt;br /&gt;Look in the mirror.&lt;br /&gt;…with your paper towels…a bottle of 409…a limo company someday. How much you got saved?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Max:&lt;br /&gt;None of your business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vincent:&lt;br /&gt;Your business “plan?” someday? “someday my dream’ll come…”?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And one night you’ll wake up and discover it all flipped on you. Suddenly you’re old. And it didn’t happen. And it never will. ‘Cause you were never going to do it, anyway. The dream on the horizon become yesterday and got lost. Then you’ll bullshit yourself, it could never have been, anyway. And you’ll recede it into memory….and zone out in a Barcalounger with daytime TV on for the rest of your life….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t talk to me about killing. You’re do-in’ yourself. In this yellow-and-orange prison. Bit by bit. Every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All it ever took was a down payment on a Lincoln Town Car. What the hell are you still doing in a cab?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vincent:&lt;br /&gt;YOU CAN’T WIN, MAX! I DO THIS FOR A LIVING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guy. Gets on a subway. Dies. Think anybody’ll notice?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32809220-2529948035013986756?l=mitsukosouma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/2529948035013986756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/2529948035013986756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitsukosouma.blogspot.com/2007/05/collateral.html' title='COLLATERAL'/><author><name>Mitsuko Souma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32809220.post-7111939630587478261</id><published>2007-02-20T16:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-20T16:35:01.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lonely, Sorry, Guilty</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;When we were not on the same page, I felt lonely.&lt;br /&gt;When I looked at myself, I felt sorry.&lt;br /&gt;When I have to sneak around. I felt guilty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tribute to my favorite band&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Brain Damage (Waters) 3:50&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;The lunatic is on the grass. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;The lunatic is on the grass. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Remembering games and daisy chains and laughs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Got to keep the loonies on the path.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;The lunatic is in the hall. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;The lunatics are in my hall. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;The paper holds their folded faces to the floor &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;And every day the paper boy brings more. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;And if the dam breaks open many years too soon &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;And if there is no room upon the hill &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;And if your head explodes with dark forebodings too &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I'll see you on the dark side of the moon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;The lunatic is in my head. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;The lunatic is in my head &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;You raise the blade, you make the change &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;You re-arrange me 'til I'm sane. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;You lock the door And throw away the key &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;There's someone in my head but it's not me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;And if the cloud bursts, thunder in your ear &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;You shout and no one seems to hear. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;And if the band you're in starts playing different tunes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I'll see you on the dark side of the moon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Eclipse (Waters) 2:04 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;All that you touch &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;All that you see &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;All that you taste &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;All you feel. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;All that you love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;All that you hate &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;All you distrust &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;All you save. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;All that you give &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;All that you deal &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;All that you buy, beg, borrow or steal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;All you create &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;All you destroy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;All that you do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;All that you say. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;All that you eat &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;And everyone you meet &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;All that you slight &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;And everyone you fight. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;All that is now &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;All that is gone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;All that's to come and everything under the sun is in tune but the sun is eclipsed by the moon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32809220-7111939630587478261?l=mitsukosouma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/7111939630587478261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/7111939630587478261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitsukosouma.blogspot.com/2007/02/lonely-sorry-guilty.html' title='Lonely, Sorry, Guilty'/><author><name>Mitsuko Souma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32809220.post-6132665099289648459</id><published>2007-02-16T00:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T00:12:47.324+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where is my arm lost arm?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Couple years ago I was stung by the news that a hiker who trapped his arm underneath a giant rock. He wasn’t hurt in a sense that could possible kill him immediately. However, he couldn’t get away from the trap either. Knowing he could starve to death if he didn’t make his way out on time, since it is quite a remote area and it could take days or weeks in order for someone to find him trapped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His choice is to deliberately break his trapped arm with a not very sharp army knife and make his way back in order to save himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a story keeps on my mind days in and out. Afterward, seeing him attend the night show with the confidence where we could hardly find in most people. Eventually, he becomes celebrity, not even keeps on climbing but also writing books, doing commercial and so on. I wonder if he could predict all these back there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It could be a hard decision to make but keeps on wondering why get trapped in the first place could do not much help at the moment and obviously wouldn’t lead to any future at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He wouldn’t think much about why over and over again. That was then and this is now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a past could possibly offer is just a lesson; the future still need you to shape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is not wise at all to think about my lost arm; like where it is, how it is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32809220-6132665099289648459?l=mitsukosouma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/6132665099289648459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/6132665099289648459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitsukosouma.blogspot.com/2007/02/where-is-my-arm-lost-arm.html' title='Where is my arm lost arm?'/><author><name>Mitsuko Souma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32809220.post-883007159049912578</id><published>2007-02-14T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-14T22:30:18.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everyday is a brand new day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;There are times that I wish the next day will never come.&lt;br /&gt;There are times that I wish the night wouldn’t be that long.&lt;br /&gt;There are times I feel so reluctant to plan for another day.&lt;br /&gt;There are times I feel so excited about the next day.&lt;br /&gt;(even though it is getting rare this day)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, it is just a single day out of our limited days in life.&lt;br /&gt;Why don’t I treasure it like there won’t be another?&lt;br /&gt;Each day is a pave for tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Be positive. Plan it well and live it well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32809220-883007159049912578?l=mitsukosouma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/883007159049912578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/883007159049912578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitsukosouma.blogspot.com/2007/02/everyday-is-brand-new-day.html' title='Everyday is a brand new day.'/><author><name>Mitsuko Souma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32809220.post-117137953495129362</id><published>2007-02-13T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-13T23:12:14.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why I keep running???</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;There are countless times I wanted to stop in the middle of the road when the stress and plain are so huge to deal with and of course I still give in from time to time.&lt;br /&gt;There are countless times I doubt myself why I am doing this and of course I still in doubt from time to time.&lt;br /&gt;There are countless times I think it is stupid enough to do it any more and of course we all agree it is not the coolest thing in town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe it is the simplicity attracts me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is like the kind of extended challenge where we have everyday.&lt;br /&gt;Although I might not know how the next ride would be but the best part is I do know exactly where will be the finish line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do hope that more and more could find their ways to break away from this cold reality.&lt;br /&gt;And find their strength required for another day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would you do then?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32809220-117137953495129362?l=mitsukosouma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/117137953495129362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/117137953495129362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitsukosouma.blogspot.com/2007/02/why-i-keep-running.html' title='Why I keep running???'/><author><name>Mitsuko Souma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32809220.post-117068274706652941</id><published>2007-02-05T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T21:39:07.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's all over now.</title><content type='html'>i thought it would be the hardest day ever but like i said before i am just a human. i still get tired, i still get hungry; it just a day with 24 hours like any other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it may not sound as normal as it should but in the end it just a day with lot of memories and lot of regrets, that's all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recently, it;s been too much backward looking already. it is about time to move ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing stays forever. thing just slip off from your fingers without any pre-warning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;get yourself in the driving seat for a better tomorrow my friend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32809220-117068274706652941?l=mitsukosouma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/117068274706652941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/117068274706652941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitsukosouma.blogspot.com/2007/02/its-all-over-now.html' title='It&apos;s all over now.'/><author><name>Mitsuko Souma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32809220.post-116947474751453750</id><published>2007-01-22T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T22:05:47.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Leave it &amp; let it go.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;i am only human, i could make mistakes and i will probably make some more mistakes in the future.&lt;br /&gt;realizing my mistakes is the first thing to stop the same mistake from happening again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;human do change from time to time.&lt;br /&gt;i said several things, make several promises under several situation.&lt;br /&gt;understanding this is the way it is and start ending the pointless struggle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't make it harder than it should.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32809220-116947474751453750?l=mitsukosouma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/116947474751453750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/116947474751453750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitsukosouma.blogspot.com/2007/01/leave-it-let-it-go.html' title='Leave it &amp;amp; let it go.'/><author><name>Mitsuko Souma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32809220.post-116947437490533785</id><published>2007-01-22T21:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T21:59:34.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>10 ways to lead a better life</title><content type='html'>10. be good to yourself since good times in life is so few these days&lt;br /&gt;9. everyday makes it the best day you could possible be since it could be your last&lt;br /&gt;8. keep your pace or people just pass you right away; forget about someone will stop by and say “how do you do?”, wake up to the reality and get yourself together or you will straight to bottom&lt;br /&gt;7. make yourself heard, make it the best out of you and show them they were wrong, generosity takes a very small part in history&lt;br /&gt;6. laying back is either for millionaire or loser, since you are not the first type, don’t group yourself to the latter one&lt;br /&gt;5. you are not in the jazz business, nothing will be rewarded out of ad hoc. Plan it or lose it.&lt;br /&gt;4. stack up your barging power or you will be cooked someday sooner or later&lt;br /&gt;3. be focused and never lose sight of the big picture&lt;br /&gt;2. keep watching the current situation and deal with it before it becomes fatal&lt;br /&gt;1. it is your life not others&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32809220-116947437490533785?l=mitsukosouma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/116947437490533785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/116947437490533785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitsukosouma.blogspot.com/2007/01/10-ways-to-lead-better-life.html' title='10 ways to lead a better life'/><author><name>Mitsuko Souma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32809220.post-116926362785333020</id><published>2007-01-20T11:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T11:27:07.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what i am doing here?</title><content type='html'>Self help exercise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a pen and a paper, drop down the following:&lt;br /&gt;10 reasons why are you doing here&lt;br /&gt;10 reasons why shouldn’t’ be any more&lt;br /&gt;10 things/person you wanted to spend time with&lt;br /&gt;10 reasons why you didn’t &lt;br /&gt;10 reasons why you would still around tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;…no reason to drop anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32809220-116926362785333020?l=mitsukosouma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/116926362785333020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/116926362785333020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitsukosouma.blogspot.com/2007/01/what-i-am-doing-here.html' title='what i am doing here?'/><author><name>Mitsuko Souma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32809220.post-116881813245521180</id><published>2007-01-15T07:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T07:42:12.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>@#$%&amp;*!...</title><content type='html'>lift it up!&lt;br /&gt;hold it up!&lt;br /&gt;keep it up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh! fuck it up!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32809220-116881813245521180?l=mitsukosouma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/116881813245521180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/116881813245521180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitsukosouma.blogspot.com/2007/01/blog-post.html' title='@#$%&amp;*!...'/><author><name>Mitsuko Souma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32809220.post-116855929320867350</id><published>2007-01-12T07:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-12T07:49:43.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it hurts...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;ah! it hurts so much. no idea it would hurt so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everthing seems pointless around here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish i could but in the end appearantly, i couldn't lift myself from this "psychological sea sick" - everything from what i observe contradicted to what i believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i have to adimt is that i am just a human being and a vulnerable one i guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32809220-116855929320867350?l=mitsukosouma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/116855929320867350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/116855929320867350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitsukosouma.blogspot.com/2007/01/it-hurts.html' title='it hurts...'/><author><name>Mitsuko Souma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32809220.post-116274029997157103</id><published>2006-11-05T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T23:24:59.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trust</title><content type='html'>there is something where you couldn't see, you wouldn't touch but many people's life are virtually relied on this very little thing floating in air - trust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didn't relize how powerful of this little word could actually be; until one day. and i wish that day would never happens to others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;acting like a broke down discman tracks repeating over and over again, i realize this very little word actually dominant our lifes. every steps we take, every moves we make, we actually go through a series of "trust - reliability tests" in our head. any part scores below our predetermined trust standard, thing goes straight to the trash bin. the sad thing is recycle still pretty new to this, normally things will stay there for the rest of its day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32809220-116274029997157103?l=mitsukosouma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/116274029997157103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/116274029997157103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitsukosouma.blogspot.com/2006/11/trust.html' title='Trust'/><author><name>Mitsuko Souma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32809220.post-116255661541352282</id><published>2006-11-03T20:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-04T10:45:10.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What do we need actually</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8174/3591/1600/DSC04176.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8174/3591/200/DSC04176.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What it take to have a nice and relaxing day?&lt;br /&gt;Think twice what we are doing everyday. &lt;br /&gt;Is it really necessary?&lt;br /&gt;Or we just didn’t think at all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ask yourself what would you miss the most if you are going to leave this world soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32809220-116255661541352282?l=mitsukosouma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/116255661541352282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/116255661541352282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitsukosouma.blogspot.com/2006/11/what-do-we-need-actually.html' title='What do we need actually'/><author><name>Mitsuko Souma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32809220.post-116167300249033706</id><published>2006-10-24T14:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T07:46:01.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Family recognizes man with amnesia on TV - Jeffrey Alan Ingram</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4767/1402/1600/Jeffrey%20Alan%20Ingram.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4767/1402/200/Jeffrey%20Alan%20Ingram.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How does it feel to forget? How does it feel to be forgotten? There was time we may wanted to forget, there was time we may wanted to be forgotten. But eventually, I believe after all human is a kind of creature which prefer to live together than isolated. One of the conditions of living together is identity; it could be your self image, how others perceive who you are and what you are. Sometimes it could way out of what you might expected but in the end it is still nice to be identified after all. Besides, you still have plenty of time to lead your life on your own terms.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32809220-116167300249033706?l=mitsukosouma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20061023/ap_on_re_us/amnesia_victim' title='Family recognizes man with amnesia on TV - Jeffrey Alan Ingram'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/116167300249033706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/116167300249033706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitsukosouma.blogspot.com/2006/10/family-recognizes-man-with-amnesia-on.html' title='Family recognizes man with amnesia on TV - Jeffrey Alan Ingram'/><author><name>Mitsuko Souma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32809220.post-116116689368790683</id><published>2006-10-18T18:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T18:21:33.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pizza Hut scooter</title><content type='html'>“Everything is possible when there is life. Without life there is nothing seems to be meaningful.” There is no way one could feel love or to be loved, the feeling of being happy, the feeling of attached, the feeling of longed for something and so much more… It could so easily be forgot that how precious of everyday is, how vulnerable of a human life is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Couple years ago, I saw a man fall off the cliff. It was a horrifying experience and it keeps bothering me from time to time. Until last night, there is a reckless driver who crash his scooter right in front of me. The second I notice there could be something wrong with his driving line, the next second scooter was fallen into pieces and the driver was thrown out. The whole thing could compare to what I can possibly have in a movie but only without the excitement I might get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything happened within seconds. I was wondering what is on the driver’s mind. Within these split of seconds, would he feels so regret that it shouldn’t drove so fast in the first place, would he felt so sorry that it shouldn’t took this order, would he so regrets that it didn’t tell the one he loved for so long, would he felt so sorry that it shouldn’t took this job. There could be lot more important thing goes around his head but at least there is “shit! where hell I am going to land?”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole pizza hut scooter was crushed into pieces, hopefully the driver remain in one piece. Looking alright with minor injury. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are times people took things for granted. In fact, everyday is a work of miracle already. It could be the very last day indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This scaring message reminds me to live every single day the way I wanted to be. Doing things matter to me, trying to live my with as little regret as possible. Time is scare, use it properly. Be good to yourself, otherwise people will be hurt. Like parents are been through hell already to bring me to this world, there is no point to make it harder than it should.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32809220-116116689368790683?l=mitsukosouma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/116116689368790683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/116116689368790683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitsukosouma.blogspot.com/2006/10/pizza-hut-scooter.html' title='Pizza Hut scooter'/><author><name>Mitsuko Souma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32809220.post-115709127504360619</id><published>2006-09-01T14:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T00:32:54.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>canoe</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4767/1402/1600/justine_curgenven_profile_a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4767/1402/200/justine_curgenven_profile_a.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Canoe is so much more than just a narrow boat to me, a means of escape. As I enjoyed being solo where I can be myself, taking my time to sort things out of my tiny head and finding a solution to "what this life is all about?". Besides, it provides a chance to embrace the mother nature and so much more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, my canoe and the nature become one, isn't it great?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But all the above are just imagination; I am not allow to rent a canoe alone yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not giving up and my spirit is high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will disappear from this city some day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32809220-115709127504360619?l=mitsukosouma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://canoekayak.com/features/stories/portraitskt06/index.html#loop' title='canoe'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/115709127504360619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/115709127504360619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitsukosouma.blogspot.com/2006/09/canoe.html' title='canoe'/><author><name>Mitsuko Souma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32809220.post-115589740381718056</id><published>2006-08-18T18:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T18:54:14.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What would you do? How would you feel?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8174/3591/1600/Hezbollah%20Leader.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8174/3591/320/Hezbollah%20Leader.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8174/3591/1600/Israeli%20Prime%20Minister.jpg.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8174/3591/320/Israeli%20Prime%20Minister.jpg.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8174/3591/1600/Lebanese.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8174/3591/320/Lebanese.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By LAUREN FRAYER, Associated Press Writer&lt;br /&gt;“At least 845 Lebanese were killed in the 34-day war: 743 civilians, 34 soldiers and 68 Hezbollah. Israel says it killed about 530 guerrillas. On the Israeli side, 157 were killed — 118 soldiers and 39 civilians, many from the 3,970 Hezbollah rocket strikes. The figures were compiled by The Associated Press, mostly from government officials on both sides.”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32809220-115589740381718056?l=mitsukosouma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20060818/ap_on_re_mi_ea/lebanon_israel' title='What would you do? How would you feel?'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/115589740381718056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/115589740381718056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitsukosouma.blogspot.com/2006/08/what-would-you-do-how-would-you-feel.html' title='What would you do? How would you feel?'/><author><name>Mitsuko Souma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32809220.post-115587091386172035</id><published>2006-08-18T11:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T13:54:08.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jill Carroll</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8174/3591/1600/Jill%20Carroll.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8174/3591/320/Jill%20Carroll.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always envy to be a reporter; devoted to things matters to the world. Things reflect who we really are. Things showing how good one could be. But most of time turns out to be how ugly we really are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only a handful of people can walk and forth from the gate of devil. Only she could tell whether it was a life changing experience or not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just hope had she could use her influence in the right way and make the world a better place.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32809220-115587091386172035?l=mitsukosouma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://news.yahoo.com/s/csm/20060817/ts_csm/ojillfour' title='Jill Carroll'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/115587091386172035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/115587091386172035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitsukosouma.blogspot.com/2006/08/jill-carroll.html' title='Jill Carroll'/><author><name>Mitsuko Souma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32809220.post-115577694323030381</id><published>2006-08-17T08:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T08:50:21.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my little life savers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8174/3591/1600/DSC04022.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8174/3591/320/DSC04022.1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iPod and alcohal are the least two things i will forget on the exile island. &lt;br /&gt;these two little things help me through the hardest days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"thick iPod feels just right for my stomach" - ltj&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait a minute, does it actually helps me through or drown me in the past?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32809220-115577694323030381?l=mitsukosouma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/115577694323030381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/115577694323030381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitsukosouma.blogspot.com/2006/08/my-little-life-savers.html' title='my little life savers'/><author><name>Mitsuko Souma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32809220.post-115573965755159929</id><published>2006-08-16T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T22:49:40.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>how much i miss the blue sky and the sun....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8174/3591/1600/DSC04017.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8174/3591/320/DSC04017.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8174/3591/1600/DSC04016.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8174/3591/320/DSC04016.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is a kind of sad to work inside an office. it seems the biggest reward of the day; is hoping the sun still there when you're leaving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one the days...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32809220-115573965755159929?l=mitsukosouma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/115573965755159929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/115573965755159929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitsukosouma.blogspot.com/2006/08/how-much-i-miss-blue-sky-and-sun.html' title='how much i miss the blue sky and the sun....'/><author><name>Mitsuko Souma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32809220.post-115570815296625661</id><published>2006-08-16T13:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T14:02:32.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>let it go...</title><content type='html'>i remember my first driving lesson, i used my every single inch of muscle to squeeze onto the steering wheel as if i let it go, the car would fall apart. looking back, it is silly and i am sure it was funny to my very first teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometime, i try my best to hold on to things matters to me. but life is much more complicated than a machine; am i just holding onto the steering instead? no idea and i would probably never know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trying to look things from a distance or with another perspective helps a bit actually. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;job well done &amp; keep it up...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32809220-115570815296625661?l=mitsukosouma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/115570815296625661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32809220/posts/default/115570815296625661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitsukosouma.blogspot.com/2006/08/let-it-go.html' title='let it go...'/><author><name>Mitsuko Souma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
