﻿<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8"?><rss version="2.0"><channel><title>chanada's Xanga</title><link>http://chanada.xanga.com/</link><description>Latest Xanga weblog from chanada</description><language>en-us</language><ttl>60</ttl><image><title>The Weblog Community</title><url>http://s.xanga.com/images/xangalogobutton.gif</url><link>http://chanada.xanga.com/</link></image><item><title>Thursday, December 25, 2008</title><link>http://chanada.xanga.com/687035491/item/</link><guid>http://chanada.xanga.com/687035491/item/</guid><pubDate>Thu, 25 Dec 2008 10:05:12 GMT</pubDate><description>&amp;#26368;&amp;#36817;&amp;#30332;&amp;#29694;&amp;#65292;&amp;#63613;&amp;#33258;&amp;#24049;&amp;#20154;&amp;#36234;&amp;#22823;&amp;#65292;&amp;#24859;&amp;#24471;&amp;#36234;&amp;#33178;&amp;#28154;&amp;#36234;&amp;#33258;&amp;#31169;&amp;#12290;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#22914;&amp;#26524;&amp;#25105;&amp;#21487;&amp;#20197;&amp;#24120;&amp;#24120;&amp;#35352;&amp;#24471;&amp;#36889;&amp;#20491;&amp;#19990;&amp;#30028;&amp;#19978;&amp;#26377;&amp;#27604;&amp;#33258;&amp;#24049;&amp;#26356;&amp;#37325;&amp;#35201;&amp;#30340;&amp;#26481;&amp;#35199;&amp;#65292;&amp;#26159;&amp;#21542;&amp;#23601;&amp;#33021;&amp;#27963;&amp;#24471;&amp;#26356;&amp;#33258;&amp;#30001;&amp;#26356;&amp;#38568;&amp;#24515;&amp;#19968;&amp;#40670;&amp;#21602;&amp;#65311;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Death is peaceful, easy; Life is harder"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------&lt;br /&gt;~Grown-Up Christmas List~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you remember me?&lt;br /&gt;I sat upon your knee&lt;br /&gt;I wrote to you with childhood fantasies&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm all grown-up now&lt;br /&gt;Can you still help somehow?&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a child, but my heart still can dream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's my lifelong wish&lt;br /&gt;My grown-up Christmas list&lt;br /&gt;Not for myself, but for a world in need&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more lives torn apart&lt;br /&gt;That wars would never start&lt;br /&gt;And time would heal all hearts&lt;br /&gt;Every man would have a friend&lt;br /&gt;That right would always win&lt;br /&gt;And love would never end&lt;br /&gt;This is my grown-up Christmas list&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is this illusion called the innocence of youth?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe only in that blind belief can we ever find the truth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my grown-up Christmas list&lt;br /&gt;</description><comments>http://chanada.xanga.com/687035491/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Tuesday, November 18, 2008</title><link>http://chanada.xanga.com/682689633/item/</link><guid>http://chanada.xanga.com/682689633/item/</guid><pubDate>Tue, 18 Nov 2008 08:34:02 GMT</pubDate><description>Recently a friend of mine sent me a song - "The Time of My Life" by David Cook. It's a great song, really. There is something about positive songs that catches my ears - song that urges people not to give up, that your dreams can come true, that you too can be someone extraordinary. It is my believe that there is a soul craving within each and everyone of us. We crave something extraordinary out of our routine life; we crave to be a hero, be loved, and be important; we crave something "larger than life". It is also my believe that when we look inside and look up, we will find everything we need to be that extraordinary person we wanted to be.</description><comments>http://chanada.xanga.com/682689633/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Tuesday, August 12, 2008</title><link>http://chanada.xanga.com/669941654/item/</link><guid>http://chanada.xanga.com/669941654/item/</guid><pubDate>Tue, 12 Aug 2008 00:38:31 GMT</pubDate><description>Today I went to a beauty salon and did a facial. I was so amused by a woman who works there coz in the 2.5 hrs that I was there, she never missed a single minute or chance to complain about something. Amazing. No wonder her life and her looks are so miserable. She practically spoke it into existence. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer is half gone, and most of my activities were surrounding work and Mr. M. It has been very fun to meet people in the Sheriff's lab but well.......Some of them had been there for more than 20 years. I can't help but ask myself "Do I wanna be like them?" The answer is so complicated that even I don't know what I meant. On one hand I admire them serving the community, on the other hand I don't wanna get tied down to a job - there are so many many many things to explore in life, like the 87% of the world that I haven't been to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people has been asking me where would I be after this December. Well..... the answer is I DON'T KNOW!&lt;br /&gt;You'll know when I know I guess. So stop asking me :) I would really appreciate it.&lt;br /&gt;</description><comments>http://chanada.xanga.com/669941654/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Monday, May 26, 2008</title><link>http://chanada.xanga.com/658780684/item/</link><guid>http://chanada.xanga.com/658780684/item/</guid><pubDate>Mon, 26 May 2008 21:39:07 GMT</pubDate><description>Ok....Maybe I am really really outdated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met up with a friend couple weeks ago, he told me that Edison Chan, a Hong Kong artist who had created such a buzz in worldwide news have become a christian. I finally have time to read up the whole story today. My primary and first reaction is : Thank God! Thank God that He has such grace and mercy coz seriously, I don't think I am any how better off than Edison. I must say I really admire his courage - the courage to admit he was wrong, the courage to say sorry, and the courage to take on a new direction, new life, new habits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My path of life crossed with Jaeson Ma's 2+ years ago. Today, we took on a totally different path; yet I am thankful that our path had crossed. He has shown me what radical revolutionary means, and that Jesus is a revolutionary that have so much love and forgiveness that I cannot understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I realize...it is me who cannot forgive myself, not Him.</description><comments>http://chanada.xanga.com/658780684/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Wednesday, May 21, 2008</title><link>http://chanada.xanga.com/657932029/item/</link><guid>http://chanada.xanga.com/657932029/item/</guid><pubDate>Wed, 21 May 2008 06:10:47 GMT</pubDate><description>Tonight we had our last element service....What a year. What an important and amazing year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are so many things that I wanted to say, but well....I'm gonna leave the good stuff til next friday.&lt;br /&gt;I think I'll get some air time as a graduating student right??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Life has been really exciting lately not because of me graduating, but I get in bed every night and can't help feeling - This is the right thing to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Farika.......The race is on! :P&lt;br /&gt;Well......You know it's not exactly a race is it?</description><comments>http://chanada.xanga.com/657932029/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Miss calls....</title><link>http://chanada.xanga.com/657416485/miss-calls/</link><guid>http://chanada.xanga.com/657416485/miss-calls/</guid><pubDate>Sat, 17 May 2008 21:42:00 GMT</pubDate><description>So....I went for a dinner yesterday and I missed more than a dozen calls in 2 hours. Popular? I don't know. But it is such a blessing to have so many friends that do count on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In recent years I have been researching and learning about the art of relationships. Some people once made comments about me like "Wow, you were born a social butterfly." Well, not really. Trust me, it takes a lot~~ of work. But that's where the hope comes from. Even a geek can become a social butterfly, depending on IF you want it, and HOW BAD you want it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe the key about people is listening (the patience) and serving (the action). OK, that's abstract...&lt;br /&gt;I do have a fews practical tips if you don't know where to start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Smile, be friendly. I mean, some people don't even know how to smile. They think they are smiling but they are not. Start practicing in front of the mirror when you wake up in the morning. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Make people feel important, listen when people speak, remember important dates, leave them a friendly message, remember to call them out to have fun. These are gesture to let people know you care. It is normal for people to assume that you don't care until you show them in actions that you are willing to spend your time for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Putting other people first. Don't be so self-centered. Start to be aware of what you say in your conversations, use "you, yours" instead of "I, me, mine".  Try to put in some effort when others try to strive a conversation. Instead of just answering yes or no, explain the answer, return them with some questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the day, no man is an island. &lt;br /&gt;I hope the tips can help you in adding some more colors in life.</description><comments>http://chanada.xanga.com/657416485/miss-calls/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Blog??</title><link>http://chanada.xanga.com/655625678/blog/</link><guid>http://chanada.xanga.com/655625678/blog/</guid><pubDate>Tue, 06 May 2008 06:01:59 GMT</pubDate><description>The solution to pollution is dilution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'll blog more often to dilute the negative blogs on xanga/facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be Positive :D SMILE</description><comments>http://chanada.xanga.com/655625678/blog/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Monday, March 17, 2008</title><link>http://chanada.xanga.com/647561427/item/</link><guid>http://chanada.xanga.com/647561427/item/</guid><pubDate>Mon, 17 Mar 2008 18:33:08 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;5th day in Toronto, life has been good. I haven't been feeling so relaxed for a while. No "To-Do" list, no never-ending phone calls, no meetings to go to, no papers due; just me, relatives that takes really good care of me, my books, coffee and snow. Everything is so quiet. I had lost touch with myself, and now I can hear what my heart has to say again, I can feel what my heart wants, where it longs to be. &lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Retirement life. I want it so bad.&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://chanada.xanga.com/647561427/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>FOR MY DEAREST SISTER</title><link>http://chanada.xanga.com/646753925/for-my-dearest-sister/</link><guid>http://chanada.xanga.com/646753925/for-my-dearest-sister/</guid><pubDate>Wed, 12 Mar 2008 23:31:29 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;HAPPY HAPPY HAPPY BIRTHDAY~~~~~~~~&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;WISH YOU AN AWESOME 17TH YEAR&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;Your gift is on the way. ;D&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://chanada.xanga.com/646753925/for-my-dearest-sister/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Tuesday, February 26, 2008</title><link>http://chanada.xanga.com/644322318/item/</link><guid>http://chanada.xanga.com/644322318/item/</guid><pubDate>Tue, 26 Feb 2008 19:41:35 GMT</pubDate><description>&amp;#26368;&amp;#36817;&amp;#23565;&amp;#29983;&amp;#27963;&amp;#26377;&amp;#20102;&amp;#26032;&amp;#19968;&amp;#23652;&amp;#30340;&amp;#39636;&amp;#26371;&amp;#12290;&amp;#19981;&amp;#21516;&amp;#30340;&amp;#20154;&amp;#65292;&amp;#19981;&amp;#21516;&amp;#30340;&amp;#20107;&amp;#65292;&amp;#37117;&amp;#35731;&amp;#25105;&amp;#24478;&amp;#26032;&amp;#30340;&amp;#35469;&amp;#35672;&amp;#33258;&amp;#24049;&amp;#12290;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#24478;&amp;#20358;&amp;#19981;&amp;#35469;&amp;#35672;&amp;#33258;&amp;#24049;&amp;#38750;&amp;#24120;&amp;#19981;&amp;#29702;&amp;#26234;&amp;#30340;&amp;#19968;&amp;#38754;&amp;#65292;&amp;#31532;&amp;#19968;&amp;#27425;&amp;#36319;&amp;#26032;&amp;#30332;&amp;#29694;&amp;#33258;&amp;#24049;&amp;#30340;&amp;#19968;&amp;#38754;&amp;#23565;&amp;#23769;&amp;#65292;&amp;#26159;&amp;#38750;&amp;#24120;&amp;#26377;&amp;#36259;&amp;#30340;&amp;#20107;&amp;#12290;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#26377;&amp;#20102;&amp;#26032;&amp;#30340;&amp;#34909;&amp;#21185;&amp;#65292;&amp;#26377;&amp;#20102;&amp;#26032;&amp;#30340;&amp;#30446;&amp;#27161;&amp;#65292;&amp;#26377;&amp;#20102;&amp;#26032;&amp;#30340;&amp;#25361;&amp;#25136;&amp;#65292;&amp;#26377;&amp;#20102;&amp;#24478;&amp;#24515;&amp;#24819;&amp;#24471;&amp;#21040;&amp;#30340;&amp;#26481;&amp;#35199;&amp;#65292;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#35613;&amp;#35613;&amp;#37027;&amp;#20123;&amp;#23565;&amp;#25105;&amp;#20358;&amp;#35498;&amp;#38750;&amp;#24120;&amp;#37325;&amp;#35201;&amp;#30340;&amp;#20154;&amp;#65292;&amp;#20320;&amp;#26159;&amp;#25105;&amp;#30340;&amp;#21205;&amp;#21147;&amp;#21644;&amp;#25903;&amp;#26609;&amp;#12290;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#35613;&amp;#35613;&amp;#37027;&amp;#20123;&amp;#23565;&amp;#25105;&amp;#24907;&amp;#24230;&amp;#24456;&amp;#24046;&amp;#30340;&amp;#20154;&amp;#65292;&amp;#20320;&amp;#28608;&amp;#36215;&amp;#20102;&amp;#25105;&amp;#30340;&amp;#27770;&amp;#24515;&amp;#12290;</description><comments>http://chanada.xanga.com/644322318/item/#firstcomment</comments></item></channel></rss>