<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11625009</id><updated>2009-10-28T20:33:17.538+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Frances' Universe</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://francesluk.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11625009/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://francesluk.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11625009/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>EvolvingMonkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01222764965021382463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>29</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11625009.post-3079312361918538409</id><published>2007-08-19T21:36:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T21:52:52.543+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Hongkonger Vs Chinese</title><content type='html'>Haven't written for a really long time. I believe I should write more often, I'm just lazy, I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have seen a lot of Hong Kong handover 10 years anniversary TV programmes. They made me think a lot. When people ask me where I come from, I would answer without a second thought: "I'm from Hong Kong". "Oh you're from China..." people would say, "urgh... yeees" I answer. Foreigners think my answer is odd. Chinese mainlanders think I am wierd. Sometimes people tease me by saying "Oh yeah?! I am from Amager!" Hum... Well, I guess, only Hong Kong people can truely understand the reasons and feelings behind. We belong to no country, we are simply, orphans. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is actually very sad if you think about it. I cannot hide my face, it is written on my forehead that I am a Chinese, no doublt about that. I have no desire to hide or deny this fact. The problem is, I don't know how to sing the national anthem. I did not grow up in that culture. I do not agree on what they do a lot of the time. We think in different ways. Hongkongers and mainlanders are just like two different nations although we do share something in common. Several times I think "Should I from now on tell people that I'm from China?" "No, no way, it just feels so un-natural to say that". That is how I feel, I believe, that is also how a few million people in Hong Kong feel. &lt;a href="http://www.rthk.org.hk/rthk/tv/hkce/20070712.html"&gt;Watch documentary&lt;/a&gt; about how the young people feel.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11625009-3079312361918538409?l=francesluk.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://francesluk.blogspot.com/feeds/3079312361918538409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11625009&amp;postID=3079312361918538409' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11625009/posts/default/3079312361918538409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11625009/posts/default/3079312361918538409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://francesluk.blogspot.com/2007/08/hongkonger-vs-chinese.html' title='Hongkonger Vs Chinese'/><author><name>EvolvingMonkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01222764965021382463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03728257237076960282'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11625009.post-8186186685070910739</id><published>2007-03-18T12:30:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T12:44:37.225+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Look who's on the poster</title><content type='html'>My friend just mentioned about the &lt;a href="http://www.natfilm.dk/n/index.lasso"&gt;Copenhagen Night Film Festival&lt;/a&gt; to me today. Look who's on the poster? Andy Lau! I know he is big in Asia, just never thought he has made this far! There is even a session called "Andy Lau and the New Breed of Hong Kong" too. I am totally impressed and suddenly felt proud of being a Hongkonger. I will definitely go and grap one of those posters and hang in on the wall. A little comment: Both "A Battle of Wits" and "Internal Affairs" are good. After watching the Internal Affairs then watched "The Departed", I "accidentally" fell asleep while I was watching the latter. It is just... uncomparable.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11625009-8186186685070910739?l=francesluk.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://francesluk.blogspot.com/feeds/8186186685070910739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11625009&amp;postID=8186186685070910739' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11625009/posts/default/8186186685070910739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11625009/posts/default/8186186685070910739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://francesluk.blogspot.com/2007/03/look-whos-on-poster.html' title='Look who&apos;s on the poster'/><author><name>EvolvingMonkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01222764965021382463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03728257237076960282'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11625009.post-6643029735985123550</id><published>2007-01-14T23:11:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-14T23:13:22.338+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Amistad</title><content type='html'>A movie which I cannot forget after I have seen it, which is a totally abnormal behavior -- &lt;a href="http://www.spielbergfilms.com/amistadhome.html"&gt;Amistad&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11625009-6643029735985123550?l=francesluk.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://francesluk.blogspot.com/feeds/6643029735985123550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11625009&amp;postID=6643029735985123550' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11625009/posts/default/6643029735985123550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11625009/posts/default/6643029735985123550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://francesluk.blogspot.com/2007/01/amistad.html' title='Amistad'/><author><name>EvolvingMonkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01222764965021382463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03728257237076960282'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11625009.post-5062835874621460931</id><published>2007-01-14T23:04:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-14T23:09:18.062+01:00</updated><title type='text'>DISASTER!!!</title><content type='html'>I actually had something I wanted to post, but now I got distracted because I just found something extremely important to write!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;The blogger site failed to let me in when I logged in with Firefox (failed saying cannot connect for many times) but it works instantly when I switched to IE!&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my god! What is happening with Google?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11625009-5062835874621460931?l=francesluk.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://francesluk.blogspot.com/feeds/5062835874621460931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11625009&amp;postID=5062835874621460931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11625009/posts/default/5062835874621460931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11625009/posts/default/5062835874621460931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://francesluk.blogspot.com/2007/01/disaster_14.html' title='DISASTER!!!'/><author><name>EvolvingMonkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01222764965021382463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03728257237076960282'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11625009.post-9210462226470708606</id><published>2007-01-01T13:24:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T13:24:49.156+01:00</updated><title type='text'>New look</title><content type='html'>A new look for the new year. Hope the green helps your eyes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11625009-9210462226470708606?l=francesluk.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://francesluk.blogspot.com/feeds/9210462226470708606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11625009&amp;postID=9210462226470708606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11625009/posts/default/9210462226470708606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11625009/posts/default/9210462226470708606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://francesluk.blogspot.com/2007/01/new-look.html' title='New look'/><author><name>EvolvingMonkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01222764965021382463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03728257237076960282'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11625009.post-4911598713342879073</id><published>2007-01-01T12:20:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T12:53:14.068+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year</title><content type='html'>2006 has come to an end and today is a new start. Last night was the first time I spent a new year eve with only Brian, sitting at home quietly watching &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;tele&lt;/span&gt;. It made me thought a lot about my past, all those years I used to spend with friends and families for all the big festive events. It was fun. My life has changed a lot since 2001 when I first moved to Denmark. I travelled a lot since then, this is the summary of where I spent the last six &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;xmas&lt;/span&gt; and new years:&lt;br /&gt;2001 Norway&lt;br /&gt;2002 &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Hong&lt;/span&gt; Kong&lt;br /&gt;2003 Scotland&lt;br /&gt;2004 Scotland and Denmark&lt;br /&gt;2005 The Gambia and Denmark&lt;br /&gt;2006 Scotland and Denmark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I have been travelling a lot, the amount of time I actually spend sitting around at home in these years probably exceed the amount for the 20 years prior to 2001. I spend 95% of my evenings, 80% of my weekends at home. Having such a nice apartment is crucial to this living style. People always ask me why I do not go out. I just cannot find a good reason to go out. Here the shops always sell the same things and you would not really want to look at the price tags at all. Going out shopping once every half a year (during the big sale periods) seems to be good enough. Moreover, everything here only opens from 10-17 on Saturday during the entire weekend. Do not expect to go out for a wonder outside this period. Of course I can go out for dinners or movies or bowling or something. We always do this sort of things when we hang out with friends right? The problem here is, we do not have many friends (less than a handful). Even though we have been here for a while, we never manage to integrate into the Danish society. It is a shame, I know. There are various reasons for it but I will skip this details for now. Anyway, going out to do these activities with only Brian and I feels a bit &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;awkward&lt;/span&gt;. Sometimes it even brings stronger &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;loneliness when you think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is why I have been talking about moving. I do not like this and I think I have had enough. This is not me. So in 2007 I am going to make the plan comes true. I will need to find a place that will change my life back to normal, with more friends or families around. That is the goal of the year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11625009-4911598713342879073?l=francesluk.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://francesluk.blogspot.com/feeds/4911598713342879073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11625009&amp;postID=4911598713342879073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11625009/posts/default/4911598713342879073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11625009/posts/default/4911598713342879073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://francesluk.blogspot.com/2007/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year'/><author><name>EvolvingMonkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01222764965021382463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03728257237076960282'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11625009.post-116734394398842759</id><published>2006-12-28T22:36:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-12-28T23:24:11.043+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas break in Scotland</title><content type='html'>Unlike last year's adventurous christmas in the Gambia, this christmas was back to peace, quiet and nice homeish style with lots of eating. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2432/951/1600/985491/DSC02795_small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2432/951/200/936445/DSC02795_small.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We spent a few days in Brian's home in Scotland with his family. Sara and her friend Marianma travelled all the way from Africa back home for xmas too. Nice to see them again, it has been a year since we met in the Gambia. Christmas in the West is always the same to me, very much like Chinese New Year, people meet up with friends and families and involve continuous eating events. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of Chinese New Year markets they have christmas markets, christmas trees instead of "peach flower", christmas flowers instead of little mandarin trees, presents instead of red pockets, turkeys instead of various Chinese New Year dishes. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2432/951/1600/804018/DSC02839_small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2432/951/200/353672/DSC02839_small.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;To some people Christmas is celebrating the birth of Jesus, but to a lot of them it is just a once a year family reunion, the idea is entirely the same as Chinese New Year. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2432/951/1600/28816/DSC02832_small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2432/951/200/195569/DSC02832_small.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have not been home for a few Chinese New Years already, not been able to receive my eldest sister's red pockets (Only married people give them). I am really looking forward to Feb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2432/951/1600/784553/DSC02797_small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2432/951/200/276719/DSC02797_small.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Same as usual as Elizabeth said, I had my birthday on Christmas Eve. Brian made me a nice sweet birthday cake. Prior to Christmas I received a few birthday presents. My sister said I was robbing people by visiting during Christmas time. Having being born on Christmas Eve was not my choice though, although I quite enjoy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2432/951/1600/27711/DSC02794_small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2432/951/200/511284/DSC02794_small.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime we visit Brian's family we cook a Chinese dinner for people, &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2432/951/1600/229837/P1000298_small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2432/951/200/711661/P1000298_small.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this time is no different. Although I don't really think we are particular good at cooking, people seems to like it very much. As long as they enjoy our food we are happy to cook :).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11625009-116734394398842759?l=francesluk.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://francesluk.blogspot.com/feeds/116734394398842759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11625009&amp;postID=116734394398842759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11625009/posts/default/116734394398842759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11625009/posts/default/116734394398842759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://francesluk.blogspot.com/2006/12/christmas-break-in-scotland.html' title='Christmas break in Scotland'/><author><name>EvolvingMonkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01222764965021382463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03728257237076960282'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11625009.post-116734146733824149</id><published>2006-12-28T22:11:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-12-28T22:36:01.096+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas at IBM</title><content type='html'>I should have written this post about 2 weeks ago but I think never too late. This christmas at work differs a bit from the previous two years, coz this is the first year I (or We as the old Maersk Data folks) am with IBM. At the start of the month I was quite a bit disappointed. The huge christmas trees we used to have, which were about 3 floors tall (really, they were the biggest indoor christmas trees I have seen), were shrinked into a few feets in height. I do not need to squeeze pass the reception hall to avoid walking into the tree anymore. Well, I treated it as environment friendliness to use a smaller tree. While I was thinking I might not be getting any christmas present from work this year, my thought turned into a little surprise. There were two different kinds of boxes: Mediterranean style spices and Japanese style seasoning. I got a Mediterranean one, but since both Brian and I don't drink wine and I am not really a fan of Mediterranean food, I swapped with Anders for a Jap box. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2432/951/1600/143014/DSC02783_small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2432/951/320/399707/DSC02783_small.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It is quite nice, with quite a few different bottles of seasoning, rice, wasabi beans, 4 big bottles of Jap beers, green tea and a nice looking cook book (in danish...) It even contains a couple pairs of chopsticks, seems to fit us well. I know it is not nice to compare I just cannot help it, compare to what we used to get, the boxes shrinked too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11625009-116734146733824149?l=francesluk.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://francesluk.blogspot.com/feeds/116734146733824149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11625009&amp;postID=116734146733824149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11625009/posts/default/116734146733824149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11625009/posts/default/116734146733824149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://francesluk.blogspot.com/2006/12/christmas-at-ibm.html' title='Christmas at IBM'/><author><name>EvolvingMonkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01222764965021382463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03728257237076960282'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11625009.post-116500169775475444</id><published>2006-12-01T20:14:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T20:34:57.766+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Awarded</title><content type='html'>Same as before, I have not updated my blog for a significant amount of time. A few of the very few of my readers complained about it. I guess it is time to write something now since I finally have something more interesting to tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been awarded a "Bravo Award" today by the department. Set aside the actual money matter, this award means a lot to me. First of all, I have not got any award for years now. I used to be a frequent award receiver when I was in primary school. The glory years suddenly disappeared since the day I started in a band 1 secondary school. What was the good for entering a good school? I lost all the fame and confidence! I was buried! After I got kicked out (I was so glad to tell you the truth), the good days came again when I started in a lower band school. I got all the honors and attention back to me again, till I started uni. But of course, the older you get, the lesser chance you would get awarded. This I take it as an adult life. You do not get a sweet by doing your homework quick, but really need to work real hard to get noticed. So every so often you have to award your self for something, no matter a gadget or a nice dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second important meaning of this award is, I proved the statement "You cannot perform if you don't speak danish" wrong. That statement was threw on to my face not long ago. Now I can proudly say I can always perform if I have the motivation to. Perhaps you can argue that statement was part of my motivation, then I have to say thank you to the speaker. So, "Don't give up even you got looked down upon" now become my golden rule.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11625009-116500169775475444?l=francesluk.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://francesluk.blogspot.com/feeds/116500169775475444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11625009&amp;postID=116500169775475444' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11625009/posts/default/116500169775475444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11625009/posts/default/116500169775475444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://francesluk.blogspot.com/2006/12/awarded_01.html' title='Awarded'/><author><name>EvolvingMonkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01222764965021382463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03728257237076960282'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11625009.post-115719189625113213</id><published>2006-09-02T11:49:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T12:11:36.266+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunny is gone</title><content type='html'>Sunny finally passed away on Wednesday 30/8 around 8 o'clock. It was strong to struggle for a few days until it totally lost its balance. We decided to bury it at our backyard under a tree. Hope it will have peace round there. The last memory of Sunny:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2432/951/1600/sunny.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2432/951/320/sunny.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11625009-115719189625113213?l=francesluk.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://francesluk.blogspot.com/feeds/115719189625113213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11625009&amp;postID=115719189625113213' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11625009/posts/default/115719189625113213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11625009/posts/default/115719189625113213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://francesluk.blogspot.com/2006/09/sunny-is-gone.html' title='Sunny is gone'/><author><name>EvolvingMonkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01222764965021382463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03728257237076960282'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11625009.post-115667053948717137</id><published>2006-08-27T11:18:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T11:22:19.496+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick fish</title><content type='html'>My pet fish Sunny is seriously ill :(. I have done all I could this morning to keep it alive but I am not at all confidence. Its whole body is swollen and all it is doing is sitting at the bottom and breathing heavily. I have been keeping Sunny for 2.5 years now and it was the first fish I bought among the others. I hope it will get well soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11625009-115667053948717137?l=francesluk.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://francesluk.blogspot.com/feeds/115667053948717137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11625009&amp;postID=115667053948717137' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11625009/posts/default/115667053948717137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11625009/posts/default/115667053948717137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://francesluk.blogspot.com/2006/08/sick-fish.html' title='Sick fish'/><author><name>EvolvingMonkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01222764965021382463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03728257237076960282'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11625009.post-115636620313186839</id><published>2006-08-23T22:29:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-08-23T22:54:51.503+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer is over</title><content type='html'>Summer is coming to the end. The terrible cloudy and raining weather is always over my head now. Even though I have been around for a few years now I am still not comfortable with it (Who can?!) During the summer I actually thought it was the best time of the year to be in the country although half of the local population went away for holiday. Probably that was the reason -- nice and quiet! Buses during peak hours were pratically empty (normally filled with little noisy buggers going out for trips), office was spacious, no colleagues mumbling around my ears, supermarket was packed with goods nicely (don't even try to think it is normal!) and queues were short (incredible!). Although a lot of the shops and restaurants were closed for 1 month (strange enough) for summer holiday, well, who cares? I don't use them very often anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of weeks ago things went back to normal and it started raining. I knew the nice time was over. Just hoping my winter depression is not going to come as soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few things worth while to mention have happened recently:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trip to Hungary which I started to arrange 1 year ago finally took place and it was super nice! Interesting and charming city and nice food too. Thanks my friend Adrienn and her family to be our guides and companion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brian's brother Andy and his wife Erina have got a new born baby Soma on 2/8. A cute one! Congra! We'll pay a visit in Feb 2007. (They are in Japan)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A nice colleague Hedin has resigned and moved to his hometown Faero Island. God rejser!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ongoing struggle with the customer is still going on and on so the project I have been working on is still hanging. Good that I have got a new assignment on another project to occupy half of my time and it is challenging to me. Nice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11625009-115636620313186839?l=francesluk.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://francesluk.blogspot.com/feeds/115636620313186839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11625009&amp;postID=115636620313186839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11625009/posts/default/115636620313186839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11625009/posts/default/115636620313186839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://francesluk.blogspot.com/2006/08/summer-is-over.html' title='Summer is over'/><author><name>EvolvingMonkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01222764965021382463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03728257237076960282'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11625009.post-115334427585758776</id><published>2006-07-19T23:18:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T23:57:33.836+02:00</updated><title type='text'>My movie store</title><content type='html'>My friends have been asking me to post a list of my (and Brian's) movie collections so that they can borrow. &lt;a href="http://francesmoviestore.blogspot.com"&gt;Here you go.&lt;/a&gt; (Remember to donate money if you borrow! I hope I am not breaking the copyright...)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11625009-115334427585758776?l=francesluk.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://francesluk.blogspot.com/feeds/115334427585758776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11625009&amp;postID=115334427585758776' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11625009/posts/default/115334427585758776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11625009/posts/default/115334427585758776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://francesluk.blogspot.com/2006/07/my-movie-store.html' title='My movie store'/><author><name>EvolvingMonkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01222764965021382463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03728257237076960282'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11625009.post-115247987548086128</id><published>2006-07-09T23:14:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T23:17:55.480+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Disappointing result</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2432/951/1600/DSC01938.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2432/951/320/DSC01938.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a quick word. World Cup 2006 just finished 10 minutes ago. Italy won on penality kick. How disappointing. French played better during the whole time! Zidane should have got the honour!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11625009-115247987548086128?l=francesluk.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://francesluk.blogspot.com/feeds/115247987548086128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11625009&amp;postID=115247987548086128' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11625009/posts/default/115247987548086128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11625009/posts/default/115247987548086128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://francesluk.blogspot.com/2006/07/disappointing-result.html' title='Disappointing result'/><author><name>EvolvingMonkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01222764965021382463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03728257237076960282'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11625009.post-115246790735982662</id><published>2006-07-09T19:27:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T23:13:56.723+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Stressful journey</title><content type='html'>It has been two weeks since I got back from a nice holiday. For those who didn't know, I went down to Germany to see the globally on-the-spot event -- World Cup 2006. It was not an ordinary lying-on-a-beach holiday, but a really exciting, hot, fun, crowded one plus a little bit of stressful. I don't think I have never felt so stressful on a vacation before which is not a nice thing. However I did have lots of fun during the period and it was such a special holiday, so overall I would give it a B+ mark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was tough enough to get this vacation arranged. All the on-demand and highly priced accommodation, troublesome transportation to connect to all the cities, and not to mention I actually bought my ticket a year ago before knowing which teams were getting into the first round. Still remember I sat in front of my computer on the first day of sales and kept refreshing my screen with the F5 button to get the latest availability while betting on which national team to buy. At last I bought South Korea and fortunately it did get qualified.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Members of this trip included my sister Wah, her boyfriend Gary, Brian and me. Wah and Gary flew to Frankfurt from Hong Kong and we met them up there. Right when we arrived they already said we would have bad luck for that trip... touch wood. But they were right. I reserved a hostel for the first two nights in Frankfurt a few months ago. When Wah and Gary arrived the hostel said they were a few minutes late and they had given the room to the others! Damn it! In the reservation it did not mention the room have to be taken before 6pm! Well, arguing was no use, they did not have any room and there was nothing they could do. We ended up having a 2 persons room and have 2 (Me and Brian) slept on the floor. We managed to find another hotel room for the following night, of course it was expensive though. The 3rd day we were supposed to pick up a rental car from a big H brand and drive to Prague. I reserved a car a few weeks before the trip and highly mentioned it needed to be automatic and be able to go to Prague and a car was chosen based on these two requirements. The company was so kind to give us a free upgrade. Offered us a nice big expensive car for no additional charge! Hell knows... that bloody car could not be driven to Prague due to security reason! We waited 4 hours at the train station for them to drive the only available car which satisfied the two requirements from another city which were 2 hours away. I was so pissed. Who said big brand is more reliable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gary was the driver. Scary enough to begin with, he had got less than 2 years of driving age, always drove with a speed of 30km/h in Hong Kong with a small car, and he had never driven on the right side before! Since we were already late when we got the car, we used full speed to jump onto the car and to get going. Just to mention a few things here which caused me using all of my limbs grab whatever possible in the car in order to comfort myself a little: 1) He crossed lines without looking around to make sure no car is in the way, perhaps he did... partly 2) When he braked, he lost control of how deep to press down, several times we almost hit the car in front 3) When he turned, he was not sure which line to get into on the other side 4) When he tried to turn on the left right signal, he always wrongly turned on the front wind screen wippers but still continued to change line 5) He did not have enough concentration to handle a sudden traffic event. What would you do if you were me in such a situation? Normal people would just say "Go away and sit back, I am driving!". Well, my dad always warned us not to sit in a car like this. I don't have a license and I was already in the car, what could I do?! Keep yelling at him to drive slowly and paid extra attention on the road situation for him seemed to be the only two things I could do. At the end of the first journey, a 5.5 hours trip took us 9 hours to get there and it was already 2am when we arrived. At least we were safe though, thanks god. That was exactly what I thought when I got out of the car. The poor summer house owner waited me for a whole day, I felt so sorry about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day after we decided to not taking the car which was a wise decision. After such a stressful day we got to relax a little and travel around the famous city Prague. The next day, Wah suggested to go to a church which located something like 80km away from the city. I was not really that interested in seeing just a church which were so far away, but since that was what she wanted, we just followed. We got up in the morning, Gary said he knew where the church approximately was and he got all the natvigation system set up in the car. So we started another day of "exciting" driving. We drove for one and a half hour, passed a couple of road blocks due to road work. Drove into some really really small village almost impossible to see anbody around. We thought it was because we took another road than the suggested one so it took longer. After more than 2 hours of driving we finally stopped by a wee motel and asked. Jesus... the place the church was located was absolutely the opposite direction of where we were!! To get to the real place we needed to drive another 2.5 hours... Then, Gary honestly told it was only a guess that he had picked the original position on the map... I could say nothing, yet I promised myself not to trust his direction again. They insisted to continue going to the church, when we finally got there, probably you could guess what happened, the church was close. What a joke! That was really one of the worst day in my life. On the way back from the church, Gary drove really quick even though I had warned him a few times. Probably he was tired of a day of driving so he lost some of his "attention", he leaned onto a middle bar in the highway with a high speed after he continously occupying the left lane for more than 20 minutes. Everybody was shocked of course and I was sitting right on that side. To be honest, I had no fear at that moment perhaps I was more or less prepared for a accident, so to say. The left side of the car was all scrached, the side lamp was broken, and there were some small dent. I felt kinda happy from inside though, because that was the only way to make him learned and it was lucky enough that nobody got injuried. The rest of the journey was still streeful, at least I can still sit at home to type my blog now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough for the exciting part. Should write some of the fun parts. However I will leave it for the next post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11625009-115246790735982662?l=francesluk.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://francesluk.blogspot.com/feeds/115246790735982662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11625009&amp;postID=115246790735982662' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11625009/posts/default/115246790735982662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11625009/posts/default/115246790735982662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://francesluk.blogspot.com/2006/07/stressful-journey.html' title='Stressful journey'/><author><name>EvolvingMonkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01222764965021382463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03728257237076960282'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11625009.post-114902308625009994</id><published>2006-05-30T22:48:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T23:05:51.873+02:00</updated><title type='text'>New Toy</title><content type='html'>Yeah, finally ended a half-a-year long struggle and bought an el-drumset! Brian and I went to a drum shop introduced by one of my colleagues to get a new drumset on last  Friday. Even it was still expensive I got a special "Bartek-price" for it which means I got a drum seat for free. It was not a super good deal but nice enough. It took me 4 hours to set that up. It was the biggest "toy" I have ever seen! Inside the big paper box lay someting like 12 boxes! After unpacking my whole living room was stuffed with paper boxes. Don't even need to listen to the sound, the look of it is cool enough to be a part of the apartment. I have been spending quite a lot of time playing on it since then trying to make it more worth while of course. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2432/951/1600/DSC01930.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2432/951/320/DSC01930.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11625009-114902308625009994?l=francesluk.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://francesluk.blogspot.com/feeds/114902308625009994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11625009&amp;postID=114902308625009994' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11625009/posts/default/114902308625009994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11625009/posts/default/114902308625009994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://francesluk.blogspot.com/2006/05/new-toy.html' title='New Toy'/><author><name>EvolvingMonkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01222764965021382463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03728257237076960282'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11625009.post-114859082120363284</id><published>2006-05-25T22:21:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-05-25T23:30:56.950+02:00</updated><title type='text'>I AM BACK!!</title><content type='html'>Hello everybody. After leaving my blog for 6 months now I am back. I hope my blog has survived through the winter and now wakes up nice and fresh. Still remember when I first started blogging it was also around this time of the year. Probably because it is related to my female hormone cycle, well, not really, more likely to be related to the weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry to tell people who prefer to read Chinese that I am going to stop blogging in this artistic looking language and start using this plain and boring one. The main reason is my good friend Anders complaint I didn't have a blog which he could read. Hum... Sorry Anders putting you on the chopping board but you did give me motivation to start blogging again with an easier language. Blogging in Chinese always took me too long time, perhaps because my Chinese is deteriorating which is a shame. A good thing is I am not totally giving up my mother language. I am still trying to write Chinese, just not on my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty busy at work lately. Lots of deadlines. Today is the first day of my 4-days-in-a-roll public holiday. I spent a few hours rearranging the furniture in the living rooms and I have got a broken waist now. I think the place looks better now though. Planning to buy a new drumset tomorrow, woohoo~ Finally the evil has successfully beaten up the angle on my shoulder and ended my months long struggle. Evil Brian has been a part of it that is probably why. Next time when you visit me I can give you a private drum show, lalala~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One nice thing to tell, well, this is also what Anders suggested me to blog about. I have recently joined the Online Volunteers programme runs by the United Nation Volunteer organisation (http://www.onlinevolunteering.org/). If you know me good enough you should know I couldn't live without volunteering. Once upon a time I was an ultra active volunteer for 7 years. Due to various reasons I was not able to continue and it has been almost 3 years now since I stopped. I was so excited when I first bumped into this website. It offers oppotunities for people like me who cannot involve in first line volunteering to play a part in the volunteer world. This is so great! Exactly what I have been hopping to do. I enrolled and I got my first assignment approved. I am going to translate a brochure for the Internation Poverty Center (http://www.undp-povertycentre.org/) from English to Chinese so they can spread the mission to China. See, I told you I have not given up Chinese! The brochure is longer than I expected though, this is my first assignment so I have to do it well. For people who cannot participate in frontline volunteering but are enthusiastic on helping people, I strongly recommend you to have a look on the OV website.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from OV, I have also been donating on the UN World Food Programme (http://www.wfp.org/english/). My trip to the Gambia in Dec 2005 drew my attention to this issue very much. I realised people in Africa and some other places really need the attention of the rest of the World. They do require help. I have also got an idea that from now on if any of my friends are going to borrow my/Brian's DVDs, they are kindly asked to donate some money to Frances's Charity Fund. The fund I just set up 5 seconds ago. I will donate the collection to WFP. So, the next time when you borrow something please bring along some money, amount is up to you! Thank you! I hope I am not breaking the copyright by doing this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2432/951/1600/blogger2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2432/951/320/blogger2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now. I will try to keep this blog updated more frequently then it used to be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11625009-114859082120363284?l=francesluk.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://francesluk.blogspot.com/feeds/114859082120363284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11625009&amp;postID=114859082120363284' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11625009/posts/default/114859082120363284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11625009/posts/default/114859082120363284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://francesluk.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-am-back.html' title='I AM BACK!!'/><author><name>EvolvingMonkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01222764965021382463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03728257237076960282'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11625009.post-113451400292641967</id><published>2005-12-13T23:03:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T23:47:36.963+01:00</updated><title type='text'>除草日</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:120%;"&gt;於香港回來後都未有坐定定寫下嘢, 都係時候為個blog除下草啦~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;唔 經唔覺回來都有個多月了, 離開只有一個月, 番工便發現連新的project manager都走埋, 黎個再新啲既, my god 啦~ 半年前決定留於呢個project既原因都係因為個pm好, 而家走完一個又一個, 仲黎個老廢柴G人, 一個月黎見佢加加埋埋都冇十個鐘, 樣樣都話自己唔得閑做要我地做埋, 比埋份人工我地丫笨... 昨日話說要同佢一齊做個員工檢討, 這是我昨日番工既最大原因, 點知G人遲左半個鐘都未出現, 最後話因為自己太新未有足夠時間了解我工作表現而唔做檢討...........XXYZ! 算, 還總今年都係冇人工加, 做唔做影響不大. 香港回來後見到G人已發現不對勁, 已向部門主管要求調到一個新project, 但都要等到起碼二月尾... 唉... 就花多點時間於三月的考試吧&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;尚有一個星期就起程往非洲去, 但奇怪的心情沒有特別興奮. 雖然看B妹的blog好似很有趣很新奇的, 但不知何解沒有特別期待. 不過回來後會跟大家分享下.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;今 日好同事A某約我去溜冰, 但天寒地凍又有些咳所以推掉了. 星期日才跟A某到聖誕遊樂場逛, 人多得有點煩厭, 就連想買隻狗食都要排幾十分鐘, 完全享受不到聖誕氣氛. 到遊樂場前跟樓上新加坡太太到大型跳蚤市場逛了兩個幾鐘, 雖然好多垃圾, 但有好多只會於外國殘片才會見到的"古董", 很有趣. 聽說有人於這些地方花五十元買了幅畫, 但用二千蚊賣了, 原來識的話真的可以於這些市場掘金! 我就用了六十五元買了一套原本百幾二百蚊既丹麥皇室枱蓆, 新的, 很便宜. 還有用了二十元買了一部很古老的日本造柯達相機給收藏相機的朋友, 見到有好多很有趣的古物, 藉得一去!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11625009-113451400292641967?l=francesluk.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://francesluk.blogspot.com/feeds/113451400292641967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11625009&amp;postID=113451400292641967' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11625009/posts/default/113451400292641967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11625009/posts/default/113451400292641967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://francesluk.blogspot.com/2005/12/blog-post.html' title='除草日'/><author><name>EvolvingMonkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01222764965021382463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03728257237076960282'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11625009.post-112853986829488547</id><published>2005-10-05T20:48:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-10-05T21:28:10.396+02:00</updated><title type='text'>等了又等</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:120%;"&gt;這不是關於陳潔儀的歌, 而是關於一個我一生人中遇到最無能, 最無效率, 最無得救的部門--丹麥的入境處. 前兩年都已領教過其工作效率, 例如要用半年等出一個工作證(已獲聘), 每次致電都要輪候至少十五分鐘, 每天的辦公時間只有三小時等等. 但今次是絶對的無能. 話說我四月時已申請延長工作證, 六月接到書面通知申請已獲得批准, 並會於一個月內寄上我的住戶證. 但到七月中我還未有收到, 於是致電到辦公室詢問, 那接聽的女士說他們的發咭出了問題, 造咭的工司未能造咭, 要我耐心等候, 到八月廿多日我再致電查詢情況, 今次另一女士說電腦顯示他們並沒有替我訂咭, 程序出錯了, 會替我重新訂一張, 好了, 到昨天十月四日, 我再致電一次, 但我所聽到的跟前一次一模一樣: "出錯了, 沒有訂咭", 我說: "一個半月前我致電時已說出錯, 說會再訂一張, 我過兩個星期便要出國, 就因這原因我幾番致電, 而你們一錯再錯..." 女士截斷我的對話回應到: "我無話可說, 但咭無可能兩星期內出到, 你要帶護照到我們的辦公室領一個簽證", "(FXXX U)好吧!", 所以我只好明天提早三時放工到其辦公室走一趟(星期四多開兩小時給上班人仕).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一個那麼發達的國家, 服務水平如此的低劣, 我想是人民不大愛投訢的結果. 在這裡生活, 等已漸漸成了一個自然的習慣.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11625009-112853986829488547?l=francesluk.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://francesluk.blogspot.com/feeds/112853986829488547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11625009&amp;postID=112853986829488547' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11625009/posts/default/112853986829488547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11625009/posts/default/112853986829488547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://francesluk.blogspot.com/2005/10/blog-post.html' title='等了又等'/><author><name>EvolvingMonkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01222764965021382463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03728257237076960282'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11625009.post-112820393393648538</id><published>2005-10-01T22:33:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T00:12:36.473+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Michaaaaaaael !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:110%;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2432/951/320/DSC013661.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;剛看完Michael Bolton既演唱會回來, 急不及待的要寫低我既經歷, 做個好好的回憶.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;演唱會原定八時開始, 我七時半出門口, 會場距離我家只有三分鐘步行路程, 所以我很早便入場. 由於阿b對MB無特別興趣, 所以我今次單拖. 入場後到售賣紀念品的檔攤看看, 見到有最新專輯, 有大字寫著: "Only available here"(只在此處發售), 職員說是因為歐洲未有發售, 所以在外買不到, 身上没有足夠現金, 檔子又不收咭, 心想香港應該有得買吧~ 所以回頭就走. 由於觀眾遲遲未坐定, 故演唱會遲了十五分鐘才開始. 心情無上次睇MC咁興奮, 可能是環境的問題吧 (亦可能因為上次是免費!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2432/951/320/DSC01376.jpg" alt="" border="0" height="163" width="205" /&gt;坐在距離台第八行, 好近, 因為個會場唔係好大, 最多都係坐到幾百人, 得一面台, 所以就好似係前面咁, 香港的演唱會好難可以有咁近. 呢度既人唔會好似香港人咁撲晒出去握手, 所以除在第一行外, 正常都唔會掂到. 唱左好多首歌, 好多都未聽過, 識既有Georgia, Soul Provider, How am I Supposed to Live Without You 等等, 好正, 他的聲線唱現場真係無得頂, 唔知可以點形容, 不過一定唔會忘記. 除左MB之外, 仲有兩個結他手, 一個KEYBOARD, 兩個鼓手, 一個SAXPHONE同三個女舞蹈員, &lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2432/951/320/DSC01368.jpg" alt="" border="0" height="163" width="205" /&gt;全部都做得好好. 上半場大家都係坐定定睇, 不過當然有不斷拍掌同叫囂, 到了中場有一首歌只有音樂, 初時以為只是換衫, 點知佢忽然出現係後面, 企左喺櫈上唱"When a Man Loves a Woman", 全場立刻企晒起身睇, 我即刻就意識到佢會跟住走廊行上台, 嘩~~ 機會呀! 我坐離走廊第三個位, 今次無死啦! 行到我前面, 緊係即刻申手去握啦! 但係比隔離個女人搶左個機會, 佢離開我果行既一刻我就忍唔住大叫"MICHAEL~~", 佢即刻拎轉握我隻手, 仲向我單單眼!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 嘩, &lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2432/951/320/DSC013721.JPG" border="0" alt="" height="163" width="205"/&gt;電親呀! 雖然佢好老, 仲唔係靚仔, 不過係第一次同明星握手, 當然係好興奮啦!! 隻手要十日唔洗先得! 呢首歌之後大家都好興奮, 所以之後全場都係企係度跳住舞黎睇. 不過最美中不足係時間太短, 兩個鐘都唔夠, 好似大家興起後就散場咁. 有少少唔多夠喉, 不過握到手就當補番啦~ 佢用How am I Supposed to Live Without You完場, 大家同佢一齊唱, 氣紛好好, 最後大家都有些依依不捨, 有些觀眾離場後還哼著這首歌.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2432/951/320/DSC01369.jpg" alt="" border="0" height="205" width="153" /&gt;今次演唱會, 係一個好靚既回憶. :)&lt;br /&gt;&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/11625009-112820393393648538?l=francesluk.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://francesluk.blogspot.com/feeds/112820393393648538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11625009&amp;postID=112820393393648538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11625009/posts/default/112820393393648538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11625009/posts/default/112820393393648538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://francesluk.blogspot.com/2005/10/michaaaaaaael.html' title='Michaaaaaaael !!'/><author><name>EvolvingMonkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01222764965021382463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03728257237076960282'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11625009.post-112741297020819154</id><published>2005-09-22T18:21:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-10-01T22:33:19.013+02:00</updated><title type='text'>開放社會的尺度</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:110%;"&gt;開放可以有好多不同的範疇, 都有好多不同的層次. 一個開放的社會人民可以大膽地做多元化的事, 正面地看可以鼓勵人民無所顧忌地發揮,思考同創做, 大家可以做自己喜歡做的事而不用理會各種規矩限制, 應該是件好事, 不過大家可以聽聽以下既故事才再分析:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;丹 麥我認為係一個高度開放既社會, 除左係殺人放火打刧等等, 人民基本上可以做任何既事, 比如話小朋友番學一路到成十多歲才開始打開書本學書本上既知識, 之前都係學下生存技巧, 生活技能, 參觀下博物館等等, 所以我每日番工都會見到有好多小朋友一群一群的出outing. 很多小女孩十多歲的穿起超迷你短裙化上妝的上學, 多有趣! 最近聽到有個丹麥人朋友話有一間小學, 採用完全開放形式教學, 即是學生可以自由選擇上堂與否, 自出自入, 喜歡的話可以入課室坐一會, 不喜歡的話可以到室外抽根煙, 對於學子來說, 這簡直是一個天堂! 可不要以為這是特殊學校啊! 放學後做咩好呢? 陽光譜照的話便去去公園晒太陽, 要晒一身古銅色的話就得除下上衣, 內衣都不可以, 因為著tub top 不好看! 所以這些日子到公園走走真是精彩, 大部份人都是赤條條的, 不要以為這是個別例子, 無論是女孩, 年輕女性, 中年或是六十過外, 她們都愛這樣的享受陽光, 可能因為這個國家有太陽的日子不到三份一, 暖而有陽光的日子更少之又少, 所以一有機會就要"毫無保留"的去盡情享受吧~ 日落西山要回家, 按開電視看看有什麼精彩節目, 嘩~ 家庭電視時間都可以看到女人無上裝, 男人無下裝, 或是激情肉搏的精彩鏡頭, 就連打影都不用, 既然是人類生活的一部份, 那就不用遮遮掩掩了! 昨日我到公共圖書館借小朋友圖書, 目的是練習丹麥文, 走到兒童圖書部, 那裡放了些畫展作品, 估估我看到什麼? 眼前的是數幅線圖, 而畫中的竟是赤裸的女性, 有一幅起初我以為眼花睇錯的作品, 竟然是一個男性赤裸裸的壓在一個赤裸裸的女性上, 花了我數十秒去說服我眼前所看到的是我所想的, 並不是畫畫得不好, 一眼就可以看出畫是什麼東東, 只是不肯相信這些畫會於那個地點出現罷了~ 我小時候看到的畫展都只是太陽, 蝴蝶, 白兔等行貨, 今次真的大開眼界!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;除了這些外還有很多例子, 不過我相信大家都已經有足夠資料去分析了.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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