﻿<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8"?><rss version="2.0"><channel><title>Criseas's Xanga</title><link>http://criseas.xanga.com/</link><description>Latest Xanga weblog from Criseas</description><language>zh</language><ttl>60</ttl><image><title>The Weblog Community</title><url>http://s.xanga.com/images/xangalogobutton.gif</url><link>http://criseas.xanga.com/</link></image><item><title>now?</title><link>http://criseas.xanga.com/681646310/now/</link><guid>http://criseas.xanga.com/681646310/now/</guid><pubDate>Sun, 09 Nov 2008 16:45:30 GMT</pubDate><description>There was once upon a time....my heart would have leapt at the thought of the game we are playing now. The innuendos.....from you no less....but, that time is gone. For once in my life, I know what it feels like...I feel that fear of losing someone by that one confession. That one.....I have feelings.....for you. More often than not I've been the one to throw caution in the wind and just said to hell with it. I've always been turned down but still.....This time, is different. We've just been operating at this level that's.....we've just become these....people...that share this gawd only know what this is..............&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;NOW??!! You decide to play this game now?? At a time when I'm deciding....contemplating......dream of a future in which you don't seem to have a place.....&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;There was once when had a a place in that future...a very different future.....heck....the pull of it....even as I write this I can see my vision changing....adapting at the tantalising things that my heart thinks you are saying.....things that perhaps and most likely I imagine myself....&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Right?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Now? You decide to play this game...............&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;now?&lt;br&gt;</description><comments>http://criseas.xanga.com/681646310/now/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Secrets</title><link>http://criseas.xanga.com/653322011/secrets/</link><guid>http://criseas.xanga.com/653322011/secrets/</guid><pubDate>Mon, 21 Apr 2008 15:58:36 GMT</pubDate><description>I fight the urge to run&lt;br&gt;back&lt;br&gt;with every fiber &lt;br&gt;of my being&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The comfort&lt;br&gt;that comes&lt;br&gt;within&lt;br&gt;your arms&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I feel&lt;br&gt;like saying&lt;br&gt;fuck&lt;br&gt;space&lt;br&gt;fuck&lt;br&gt;time&lt;br&gt;it is&lt;br&gt;here&lt;br&gt;now&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;But &lt;br&gt;it is&lt;br&gt;wrong&lt;br&gt;?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Time&lt;br&gt;is&lt;br&gt;needed&lt;br&gt;?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Space&lt;br&gt;is&lt;br&gt;needed&lt;br&gt;?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Thinking is&lt;br&gt;needed.&lt;br&gt;----&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I&lt;br&gt;miss&lt;br&gt;you&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Your&lt;br&gt;scent&lt;br&gt;warmth&lt;br&gt;hand&lt;br&gt;touch&lt;br&gt;(fingers holding) hair back&lt;br&gt;crush&lt;br&gt;Smile&lt;br&gt;Laugh&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;But I dare not&lt;br&gt;tell&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;For fear&lt;br&gt;of bias&lt;br&gt;of affecting &lt;br&gt;of old habits&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Judgment is&lt;br&gt;needed.&lt;br&gt;-----------&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I am sorry&lt;br&gt;for &lt;br&gt;saying these things&lt;br&gt;breaking the silence&lt;br&gt;contradicting myself&lt;br&gt;hurting&lt;br&gt;you&lt;br&gt;(and)&lt;br&gt;me&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;But I need it&lt;br&gt;said&lt;br&gt;stated&lt;br&gt;heard&lt;br&gt;read&lt;br&gt;let out&lt;br&gt;screamed&lt;br&gt;cried&lt;br&gt;hurled&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Abusing me&lt;br&gt;my soul&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Accosting me&lt;br&gt;my brain&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Assaulting me&lt;br&gt;my heart&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I am&lt;br&gt;Sorry&lt;br&gt;----------------&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;br&gt;ps: been reading Bernice Chauly's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Book of Sins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description><comments>http://criseas.xanga.com/653322011/secrets/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Tuesday, January 29, 2008</title><link>http://criseas.xanga.com/639979856/item/</link><guid>http://criseas.xanga.com/639979856/item/</guid><pubDate>Tue, 29 Jan 2008 17:05:12 GMT</pubDate><description>I saw Sy for the first time, since I turned him down for coffee, just now. Despite being in a relationship now. I can't help but feel like, I've missed out on something. It's....evil or something I know. But...I think, I really liked Sy. Things were just.......I don't know, at the time. I was seeing Alfred everyday and stuff, I mean, we were working together. At the time, dia pun kata...go have coffee with himlah....I just spaced out.....and spazed. I don't know. Too late now kan?&lt;br&gt;</description><comments>http://criseas.xanga.com/639979856/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Sunday, January 20, 2008</title><link>http://criseas.xanga.com/638529111/item/</link><guid>http://criseas.xanga.com/638529111/item/</guid><pubDate>Sun, 20 Jan 2008 16:17:19 GMT</pubDate><description>Funny how....now that I'm actually in a relationship.....I actually miss Baks even more......&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Perhaps it's what Baks was to me...a kindred spirit.....an older brother....or perhaps even an older wiser version of myself. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Baks and I are alike in so many ways. Ways we see love and the people around us. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Perhaps what I miss most is going to him for advice and being able to confide in him and him implicitly understand what I mean. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I miss you Baks. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;But I don't think, I can ever get back what we had.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description><comments>http://criseas.xanga.com/638529111/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Friday, January 18, 2008</title><link>http://criseas.xanga.com/638228792/item/</link><guid>http://criseas.xanga.com/638228792/item/</guid><pubDate>Fri, 18 Jan 2008 17:41:22 GMT</pubDate><description>I think perhaps Terence was right.....I'm scared of getting into relationships.....the romantic kinds at least....&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And I think that perhaps I'm not ready.......heck even after gawd knows how long......&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Tonight's just been....a roller coaster.........a small one perhaps...but it just confuses the hell outa me.....which annoys me to no end......I hate feelings this way....&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Why is it that I end up feeling like this regardless of whether or not I'm in a relationship....it's screwed up......i'm psychologically damaged or emotionally malfunctioning...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I want freedom and yet am possessive.....perhaps it's I see both sides of the coin at the same time........or perhaps I'm just plain selfish....&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;It just seems more justified to blame this on being single..........coz it sure as fuck hard to justify it now.......&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Period.....i sense it coming........coz right now.....it's PMS season.......urgh.......&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;wait! I can blame it on PMS..........&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description><comments>http://criseas.xanga.com/638228792/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>It Pours...</title><link>http://criseas.xanga.com/634459555/it-pours/</link><guid>http://criseas.xanga.com/634459555/it-pours/</guid><pubDate>Fri, 28 Dec 2007 04:11:53 GMT</pubDate><description>Not that I want to flaunt it into anyone's face....far from it...but it's just an observation on my life....&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
But everytime I get into a relationship.......the cherry blossoms come in full bloom and tons of other guys &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;finally&lt;/span&gt;
decide to get onto the "Let's ask Amelia out" bandwagon....and usually...painfully......sadly......a couple of days too late.....&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;GET
WIT THE PROGRAM! ACT FAST! This is hot property!!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;KAKAKAKKA.........gawd....I ain't humble am I?&lt;br&gt;</description><comments>http://criseas.xanga.com/634459555/it-pours/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>I'm Sorry</title><link>http://criseas.xanga.com/626545380/im-sorry/</link><guid>http://criseas.xanga.com/626545380/im-sorry/</guid><pubDate>Sun, 11 Nov 2007 17:09:07 GMT</pubDate><description>I feel sick.........&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;But not from the monster germs that I think I might have contracted from Z that has been ravaging my throat for the past 3 weeks.....&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I am so going to get a tonsillectomy&lt;/span&gt;......&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;No....I feel sick coz of what my friend said last night at dinner......&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Yesterday, there was a massive jam into KL. Thanks to the lovely Malaysian police force with orders to try and stop the BERSIH Rally attendees from getting into town.........so, during dinner of coruselah the whole jam thing and protesters thing came up....and then my friend went......"Aiyo, protest for whatlah? just cause jams only. Just stay at home and let me get around with no fuss" or something to that effect...now I can't remember whether or not at that point in time, I'd already revealed that I was one of these 'stupid protesters causing my friend grief from her inability to get around town without a jam' but the attitude just shocked me........I suppose it should disturb me further that later that night during drink, the smae friend was more concerned that Badawi had remarried so soon after the death of his wife.....in retrospect, I'm a bit like...HELLO!!! The sate of your fucking crumbling semi decrepit country is less important than Badawi's remarrying?? &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Okay, I don't really expect everyone to come out and demonstrate...but really?? You'd rather staying in a country that is divide by it's race, religion and language....a farcical country that champions it's racial harmony yet still segregates it's people to rule them? What we call muhibah is nothing more than heightened ingrained racial tolerance. Our government spend billions of thing we DO NOT NEED.....Like sending a Space FlightDon't Participant into space and building Putrajaya........Okay so they realise that certain son-in-laws should not be in power...but don't they realise that he will be in power unless YOU DO SOMETHING ABOUT IT??!!! &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;You might go..but what can I do? Just vote for oppositionlah......DO YOU THINK IT WILL REALLY MATTER? All you'll do is scare them...but that's it....coz the ELECTIONS AREN'T FAIR!!!!! IT'S ALL RIGGED!!!! &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I'm sorry for screwing up your traveling for trying to change the way this country runs itself and hopefully getting people who are truly useful to this country finally into power...I am so sorry for believing in human rights and democracy...I am so sorry that I believe in something enough to get off my butt and do something about....I am so sorry for believing in the power of the people...I am so sorry for caring about my future and my country...I am so sorry to have ruined your day....&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;But what's wrong for wanting to change your world for you? &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Coz you sure as fuck hell won't do it for yourself.........&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description><comments>http://criseas.xanga.com/626545380/im-sorry/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Sunday, March 18, 2007</title><link>http://criseas.xanga.com/577674400/item/</link><guid>http://criseas.xanga.com/577674400/item/</guid><pubDate>Sun, 18 Mar 2007 08:30:51 GMT</pubDate><description>&amp;#19981;&amp;#30693;&amp;#36947;&amp;#20026;&amp;#20160;&amp;#20040;, &amp;#31361;&amp;#28982;&amp;#35273;&amp;#24471;&amp;#33258;&amp;#24049;&amp;#19968;&amp;#20010;&amp;#20154;&amp;#22909;&amp;#23490;&amp;#23518; &amp;#12290; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;#31169;&amp;#12364;&amp;#31361;&amp;#28982;&amp;#38750;&amp;#24120;&amp;#12395;&amp;#23396;&amp;#29420;&amp;#12395;&amp;#12394;&amp;#12380;&amp;#24863;&amp;#12376;&amp;#12427;&amp;#12364;&amp;#12363;&amp;#30693;&amp;#12387;&amp;#12390;&amp;#12399;&amp;#12356;&amp;#12369;&amp;#12394;&amp;#12356; &amp;#12290;&lt;br&gt;</description><comments>http://criseas.xanga.com/577674400/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Sunday, March 18, 2007</title><link>http://criseas.xanga.com/577664887/item/</link><guid>http://criseas.xanga.com/577664887/item/</guid><pubDate>Sun, 18 Mar 2007 07:19:05 GMT</pubDate><description>

&lt;h1&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Flavor Of Life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;

&lt;p class="small"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Lyrics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt; Utada Hikaru &lt;strong&gt;Music:&lt;/strong&gt; Utada Hikaru&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;*Arigatou, to kimi ni iwareru to&lt;br&gt;
Nandaka setsunai&lt;br&gt;
Sayounara no ato mo tokenu mahou&lt;br&gt;
Awaku horo nigai&lt;br&gt;
The flavor of life &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Tomodachi demo koibito demo nai chuukanchiten
de&lt;br&gt;
Shuukaku no hi wo yumemiteru&lt;br&gt;
Aoi FURUUTSU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Ato ippo ga fumi dase nai sei de&lt;br&gt;
Jirettai no nan notte baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;*Repeat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Amai dake no sasoi monku&lt;br&gt;
Ajikke no nai TOOKU&lt;br&gt;
Sonna mono ni wa kyoumi wo sosorare nai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Omoi doori ni ika nai toki datte&lt;br&gt;
Jinsei suteta mon ja nai tte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Doushita no? to kyuu ni kikareru to&lt;br&gt;
Uun, nan demo nai&lt;br&gt;
Sayounara no ato ni kieru egao&lt;br&gt;
Watashi rashiku nai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Shinjitai to negaeba negau hodo&lt;br&gt;
Nandaka setsunai&lt;br&gt;
ishiteru yo?yori mo&lt;br&gt;
aisuki?no hou ga&lt;br&gt;
Kimi rashiin ja nai?&lt;br&gt;
The flavor of life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Wasure kakete ita hito no kaori wo&lt;br&gt;
Totsuzen omoidasu goro&lt;br&gt;
Furi tsumoru yuki no shiro sa wo motto&lt;br&gt;
Sunao ni yorokobitai yo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;DAIAMONDO yori mo yawarakakute&lt;br&gt;
Atataka na mirai&lt;br&gt;
Te ni shitai yo&lt;br&gt;
Kagiri aru jikan wo&lt;br&gt;
Kimi to sugoshitai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;*Repeat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;



&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Sonzaishinais
translated version&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;when you say thank you to me,&lt;br&gt;
for some reason it hurts,&lt;br&gt;
Like a magic spell that doesn&lt;br&gt;
get undone even after the good bye.&lt;br&gt;
the faintly burning pain.&lt;br&gt;
The flavor of life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Neither friends nor lovers, in uncertain
terms&lt;br&gt;
like an un-ripened fruit dreaming about the day of harvest&lt;br&gt;
because of being unable to just move one more step forward&lt;br&gt;
why is it that i am irritated?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;when you say thank you to me,&lt;br&gt;
for some reason it hurts,&lt;br&gt;
Like a magic spell that doesn&lt;br&gt;
get undone even after the good bye.&lt;br&gt;
the faintly burning pain.&lt;br&gt;
The flavor of life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Sweet talk and tasteless poison.&lt;br&gt;
i have no interest in them&lt;br&gt;
even if things do not go the way you want them&lt;br&gt;
Life is not something to give up on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;When asked ?what wrong??br&gt;
i answer ts nothing?br&gt;
losing my laughter&lt;br&gt;
after the good bye isn like me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;the more i wish to believe in you,&lt;br&gt;
for some reason the more it hurts&lt;br&gt;
 like you?instead of  love you?is more like you right?&lt;br&gt;
the flavor of life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;when i suddenly remember the scent of the
person that is nearly forgotten&lt;br&gt;
i remember the whiteness of the piled up snow and i want to feel happy honestly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;a future tender and warmer than a diamond&lt;br&gt;
i want to grasp it, in this limited time we have, i want to live it with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;when you say thank you to me,&lt;br&gt;
for some reason it hurts,&lt;br&gt;
Like a magic spell that doesn&lt;br&gt;
get undone even after the good bye.&lt;br&gt;
the faintly burning pain.&lt;br&gt;
The flavor of life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-style: italic;"&gt;- sorry i used some of the translations
already used by others. i felt the need to translate it to show how much the
lyrics reflect the drama yd2&amp;#8242; :p well enjoy -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

</description><comments>http://criseas.xanga.com/577664887/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Friday, March 16, 2007</title><link>http://criseas.xanga.com/577246931/item/</link><guid>http://criseas.xanga.com/577246931/item/</guid><pubDate>Fri, 16 Mar 2007 11:23:25 GMT</pubDate><description>&amp;#30446;&amp;#21069;&amp;#30340;&amp;#25105;, &amp;#22312;&amp;#20046;&amp;#30340;&amp;#26159;&amp;#26366;&amp;#32463;&amp;#25317;&amp;#26377;, &amp;#32780;&amp;#19981;&amp;#26159;&amp;#22825;&amp;#38271;&amp;#22320;&amp;#20037;&amp;#12290; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;It's like Kenny's little theory. Women before the mellenium were the ones who wanted commitment. Now, after it seems like it's the men who want it more than women. I take it a step further......or I would if I can remember exactly what my extension of his theory was........haha....probably something along the lines of girls are more into flings and short terms things? But it's basically the same as that isn't it?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Maybe I've just been single for so long...I just want someone to remind me what it's like to be in a relationship.......actually I don't...I just want someone to want me.........to like me....to care for me.........I don't know....it's just so....yea....&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;anyways.........I'll be keeping a lower profile on this blog fro abit..........to concentrate on the other blog..........so check therelah....for mundane matters......and daily upcates...haha.......&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description><comments>http://criseas.xanga.com/577246931/item/#firstcomment</comments></item></channel></rss>