<?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:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2411196354682393087</id><updated>2024-11-08T15:02:40.704+00:00</updated><title type='text'>Tales of Teenager</title><subtitle type='html'>I am no longer a teenager. Moving on to young adult and see through things in my own reasonable ways.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesofteenager.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2411196354682393087/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesofteenager.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2411196354682393087/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false'/><author><name>Axel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14132952400456938661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkqQs2IFZPLOaOFG__GVC-pdXEDmGKp43J7zqgG3yL3gfaHBK1uGNUsvgrwxesdzbvvOVMYGc51WbsbbvNb19OTUoXJ0GfW6IJ3HZCfG1MoZ-mss1Xa87nz-PtZ5-o2A/s220/In_the_Shadows___Lonely_Wolf_by_darkelements.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>112</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2411196354682393087.post-5195358363065818321</id><published>2012-03-07T22:26:00.001+00:00</published><updated>2012-03-07T22:27:01.686+00:00</updated><title type='text'>Kinds of friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;lt;p&amp;gt;After a few days of isolation in my room, just to finish the one and only assignment for one subject, and of course, excluding the time I spent for my lectures and my regular gym workout, I realise that you will tends to be have similar friends, and these so-called friend groups are not necessarily know each other. &amp;lt;/p&amp;gt;&lt;br&gt;
&amp;lt;p&amp;gt;For example, friends who is lazy, or know a lot of weird facts which is not really scientifically true, or friend who can remember others birthday and will make a big deal out of it, or somebody that looks like you both are fall in love together despite that both of you are same gender, or friend that act like your big brother but some other times like your little helpless brother. &amp;lt;/p&amp;gt;&lt;br&gt;
&amp;lt;p&amp;gt;The point is, I think it is important to have a happy, memorable memory with them, so that when you are lonely, you can recall the memories to make you at least have a small yet satisfying smile. Or you can do it a little further, you left a strong impression in their hearts.&amp;lt;/p&amp;gt;&lt;br&gt;
&amp;lt;p&amp;gt;I am not sure is it just me, or this happened to everyone, that sometimes I dreamt about I am doing something with my friends. What&#39;s more bizarre is they are from my different group of friend, for example, my best buddy with my friend I met in uk. I think this is what they call, you dreamt what you think during daytime. But for me that wasn&#39;t the case.&amp;lt;/p&amp;gt;&lt;br&gt;
&amp;lt;p&amp;gt;This makes me think of something, I am not sure that am I being studying so much, or I am just way too analytical and scientifical. But some recent events make me think of what is love, feelings and things of same sort of nature. When I saw some couples walking around, with their smiles and stuff like kissing and holding hands, it makes me think that what are really, those kind of feelings.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Anyhoo, I think maybe because I haven&#39;t really meet someone that perfect for me, or maybe I am not mature enough in a sense??&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesofteenager.blogspot.com/feeds/5195358363065818321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://talesofteenager.blogspot.com/2012/03/kinds-of-friends.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2411196354682393087/posts/default/5195358363065818321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2411196354682393087/posts/default/5195358363065818321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesofteenager.blogspot.com/2012/03/kinds-of-friends.html' title='Kinds of friends'/><author><name>Axel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14132952400456938661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkqQs2IFZPLOaOFG__GVC-pdXEDmGKp43J7zqgG3yL3gfaHBK1uGNUsvgrwxesdzbvvOVMYGc51WbsbbvNb19OTUoXJ0GfW6IJ3HZCfG1MoZ-mss1Xa87nz-PtZ5-o2A/s220/In_the_Shadows___Lonely_Wolf_by_darkelements.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2411196354682393087.post-8092146978873232821</id><published>2012-02-23T00:04:00.001+00:00</published><updated>2012-02-23T00:04:50.761+00:00</updated><title type='text'>That took too long</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, to be honest, I almost forgot this little corner here, and I think I told some of my friends about this, but I still gonna repeat it anyway, there is a lot of thing in my mind, and only a very small fraction of them are making me happy. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Needless to say, the rest of them aren&#39;t really cheering my up, rather I would think them as a demotivator. And what make me more depressed is most of them are completely out of my controls. You can&#39;t really control what people do and say, do you? &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Well, I am exactly talking about some people from my part time job, and I don&#39;t care whether or not they are reading this or not. Plus I don&#39;t think they are &quot;sophisticated&quot; enough to read some random guy blog. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;It is just that they are so, well, weird would be an understated, &quot;crazy, insane, chaotic&quot; would be seems appropriate. And I am not joking about this. They seems to be like those kind of people that would like to disrupt the peaceful, happy working place into chaotic, mind guessing, schematic battlefield. Looks those hk drama and I cba to watch.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Well if it isn&#39;t to reduce the burden on my parents financially, and I can&#39;t find a better part time job, I would punch them in the face and sayonara,&amp;#160; I am quit, have fun in this hellhole.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Anyhoo, this post is posted when I lying on my bed, after several failed attempts to sleep. And this is kinda like a last ditch effort for me to sleep before I pull out the ultimate weapon for me to sleep. And this do helped me to relieve some of the stresses.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;So, good night? &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesofteenager.blogspot.com/feeds/8092146978873232821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://talesofteenager.blogspot.com/2012/02/that-took-too-long.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2411196354682393087/posts/default/8092146978873232821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2411196354682393087/posts/default/8092146978873232821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesofteenager.blogspot.com/2012/02/that-took-too-long.html' title='That took too long'/><author><name>Axel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14132952400456938661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkqQs2IFZPLOaOFG__GVC-pdXEDmGKp43J7zqgG3yL3gfaHBK1uGNUsvgrwxesdzbvvOVMYGc51WbsbbvNb19OTUoXJ0GfW6IJ3HZCfG1MoZ-mss1Xa87nz-PtZ5-o2A/s220/In_the_Shadows___Lonely_Wolf_by_darkelements.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2411196354682393087.post-1234985058074900834</id><published>2012-01-27T10:26:00.001+00:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T10:26:52.932+00:00</updated><title type='text'>Its been a really long time!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;lt;p&amp;gt;Just realised that it is a long time ago since I update this blog, well there&#39;s a lot of things are on my mind during weekend where I should post something here, and I just want to go to bed asap and hope there is a good night sleep. But in fact, no, I don&#39;t really have a good night sleep at all. It is kinda like a wheel of fortune, where you can have a good week and then some bad week where everything gone wrong. &amp;lt;/p&amp;gt;&lt;br&gt;
&amp;lt;p&amp;gt;Well, it really good because whatever you are doing, the outcome is what you expected or better, you feel like you are having a roll. But then, when the first thing goes wrong, the bad luck followed. Which I really have that when it happened. This of course, will affect the mood of the week, hence your performance during works. I mean the proper work that paid, not assignments.&amp;lt;/p&amp;gt;&lt;br&gt;
&amp;lt;p&amp;gt;And at the time like this, you wish there are someone you can talk to, and doesn&#39;t hope that they will give you some sarcastic comments about your wrongs. Well, it happened to me, when I talk to that particular people, I just want to heard some comforting things, rather than some harsh comments about &quot;why you not putting more efforts?&quot; type of comments. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;This is where it hurt most, because I already learnt that don&#39;t get much hope, so there will be less disappointments when it come, but I never expecting that that people only give me some sarcastic comments and cold shoulder. And what make me more frustrated is, when that people get upset, all that people do is just keep complaining, and keep mourning about how much hope that the one close to that people is there. I mean come on, all you done is just complaining to me, and I take it because that&#39;s what I do for a friend, but when I get upset you just give me a tons of shits about how am I not doing my works properly. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I didn&#39;t talk to others, because I can already know what they gonna say, and then, I can even feel that attitudes of &quot;not my business&quot;. Well, I guess this is what I get for playing all manly and don&#39;t-give-it-a-crap way of doing thing. And I admit that I have a very girlish side, where I said I don&#39;t care but in fact, for god sake, I do. But too much of this kind of things happened make me explode, then all of my emotions come out. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Well, I can&#39;t even find any enjoyment when I working, which I used to be. And I can tell you for sure that I am so overwhelmed during work. Think about you have to do everything that normally split to three people works, so just imagine the workload I have, plus I still have to do all my assignments and dissertation works. And once again, when I complain this to that people, all she (yes, a she) said is &quot;this is part time la&quot;, another cold respond. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;This makes me think that why I even bother when she got her own problems and I helped her?! Meaningless efforts for making a friend here. So I guess I just gonna do what I usually do, suck it up, and wonder when I gonna be go all furious and yelling and destroy everything. &lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Well, what I can say is the time went too fast, I can&#39;t even enjoy myself enough for the break too. And off I go again, for a date :-)&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Well, what I can say is the time went too fast, I can&#39;t even enjoy myself enough for the break too. And off I go again, for a date :-)&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Anywho, happy new year I guess. ...&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;In fact, I still don&#39;t think that I did make myself clear enough. I thought that since that they are my parents, they should be understand what I am talking about, or what am I implying via my expressions.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;But still, I am contracting myself by thinking that, &quot;oh, they are still human after all, so they can&#39;t really see what is it I want, or what am I talking about.&quot;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;In fact, I realised that I am a very tough outside, but inside my heart, I am very sensitive, fragile. I just don&#39;t want them to worry about me too much, at least not now. But what I really want now is a somebody I can really rely on, and I don&#39;t think that I had that &quot;someone&quot; in here yet. And I do believe my friends, but they are way out of reach, and preparing their own future with their hand. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Now, I believe that I am repeating the mistakes I made, even though it doesn&#39;t hurt anybody, well, at least I am the only one who suffering from it. Just quoting some line I heard, &quot;it is not that I don&#39;t want to open up, but I just afraid that people will talk behind me, and I afraid that I am very vulnerable after I open up.&quot;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Maybe my friend was right, I am a worrier. And in future, if I can&#39;t find someone to share about, I might need a shrink, sooner or later&lt;/p&gt;
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i still can remember that i was kinda timid, shy, quite back there&lt;br /&gt;
well, i can&#39;t said i changed so much&lt;br /&gt;
i am not very talkactive when facing people that aren&#39;t close to me&lt;br /&gt;
but once you get closer, know me more&lt;br /&gt;
the conversation topics just flooded out of my mouth&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
but what i can say is i am much more open minded&lt;br /&gt;
toward many things that&#39;s it&lt;br /&gt;
and the times just flew&lt;br /&gt;
but some times, i doubting myself that what am i even doing here&lt;br /&gt;
going out, went to gym, working part time, attending classes&lt;br /&gt;
now thanks to someone&lt;br /&gt;
i got a lot of time walking around to different places&lt;br /&gt;
and during these time, i done nothing&lt;br /&gt;
well, set aside fantasizing in my own little world&lt;br /&gt;
or just sing along with the songs i am listening if nobody around&lt;br /&gt;
or dance a little, if and only if no human being in sight&lt;br /&gt;
and of course, the most important thing&lt;br /&gt;
reaching deep down, questioning myself, reflecting what i done&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
but oh well&lt;br /&gt;
i did those stuff when i am walking anyway#&lt;br /&gt;
right now, i am enjoying the second day of christmas vacation&lt;br /&gt;
and i do really hate myself of being lazy when i got nothing do to&lt;br /&gt;
i had couple of assignments needed to be done&lt;br /&gt;
pilot study for my dissertation wen wrong last wednesday&lt;br /&gt;
gonna figure another way to do the experiment&lt;br /&gt;
well, actually just incorrect primers used&lt;br /&gt;
need to find another one&lt;br /&gt;
not to mention i still had to do some house chore&lt;br /&gt;
guess i gonna do them tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;
hope i still can remember after i finish my breakfast&lt;br /&gt;
speaking of which, i still need to do some grocery shopping as well&lt;br /&gt;
grrr, the list can be so long&lt;br /&gt;
yet my procrastination hitting me hard this tim&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
guess tomorrow gonna be a&amp;nbsp;productive&amp;nbsp;day&lt;br /&gt;
not for assignments though, but for surviving...:D&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesofteenager.blogspot.com/feeds/7442701355174130987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://talesofteenager.blogspot.com/2011/12/back-to-square-one.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2411196354682393087/posts/default/7442701355174130987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2411196354682393087/posts/default/7442701355174130987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesofteenager.blogspot.com/2011/12/back-to-square-one.html' title='Back to square one?'/><author><name>Axel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14132952400456938661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkqQs2IFZPLOaOFG__GVC-pdXEDmGKp43J7zqgG3yL3gfaHBK1uGNUsvgrwxesdzbvvOVMYGc51WbsbbvNb19OTUoXJ0GfW6IJ3HZCfG1MoZ-mss1Xa87nz-PtZ5-o2A/s220/In_the_Shadows___Lonely_Wolf_by_darkelements.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2411196354682393087.post-3568542256341708865</id><published>2011-12-14T00:10:00.000+00:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T00:10:06.280+00:00</updated><title type='text'>Vacations.....</title><content type='html'>to be honest&lt;br /&gt;
i am not really looking forward for the upcoming christmas vacation&lt;br /&gt;
i rather want the term is just carry on&lt;br /&gt;
at least i will be surrounded by people&lt;br /&gt;
oh well&lt;br /&gt;
people do have their joys&lt;br /&gt;
and i can&#39;t just mourning about the lost&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
supposedly, i wanted to post something on saturday&lt;br /&gt;
but i was too tired for that&lt;br /&gt;
so i just went to sleep straight after&lt;br /&gt;
what i want to write about&lt;br /&gt;
is just two things that gave me second wind&lt;br /&gt;
first one, i went to gym, two times in a same day&lt;br /&gt;
well, this is nothing special to some people&lt;br /&gt;
but for me, it is&lt;br /&gt;
in fact, i just can&#39;t concentrate in the morning when i went to gym&lt;br /&gt;
and i decided to go back early&lt;br /&gt;
but then, in the afternoon&lt;br /&gt;
my housemate drag me to the gym&lt;br /&gt;
so, two workout session in a same day&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
the second thing&lt;br /&gt;
well, it is nothing very special too&lt;br /&gt;
but i just had a perfect shift during work at the same day&lt;br /&gt;
what i mean is&lt;br /&gt;
i didn&#39;t make a single mistake during the shift&lt;br /&gt;
like, wrong foods to wrong table, missing some foods etc etc&lt;br /&gt;
and i realized that after i get back from work&lt;br /&gt;
tiring, after so long time that i didn&#39;t felt any joy during work&lt;br /&gt;
i started to enjoy the work again&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
well, the next thing that i am worry about&lt;br /&gt;
is how am i gonna kill the spare time&lt;br /&gt;
while working out all assignments in hand&lt;br /&gt;
regular social life, and stay sane for this coming three weeks&lt;br /&gt;
and right now, i do believe that i gonna lies a lot&lt;br /&gt;
in the near future&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesofteenager.blogspot.com/feeds/3568542256341708865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://talesofteenager.blogspot.com/2011/12/vacations.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2411196354682393087/posts/default/3568542256341708865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2411196354682393087/posts/default/3568542256341708865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesofteenager.blogspot.com/2011/12/vacations.html' title='Vacations.....'/><author><name>Axel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14132952400456938661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkqQs2IFZPLOaOFG__GVC-pdXEDmGKp43J7zqgG3yL3gfaHBK1uGNUsvgrwxesdzbvvOVMYGc51WbsbbvNb19OTUoXJ0GfW6IJ3HZCfG1MoZ-mss1Xa87nz-PtZ5-o2A/s220/In_the_Shadows___Lonely_Wolf_by_darkelements.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2411196354682393087.post-7922337585837583514</id><published>2011-12-04T21:18:00.001+00:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T21:42:04.581+00:00</updated><title type='text'>it is been a hell lot of week</title><content type='html'>i admit, that i don&#39;t really like surprise much&lt;br /&gt;
at least it is not a negative one, i am fine with it&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
but still, it is very hard to accept the pain of losing someone dear to you&lt;br /&gt;
there is not much people know this&lt;br /&gt;
only a handful of my friend knew that&lt;br /&gt;
well, i did try to follow the flow of tears&lt;br /&gt;
but still, i didn&#39;t done much crying, and mourning anyway&lt;br /&gt;
and i was thought that at least i can go home&lt;br /&gt;
but it seems that i still do not quite understand the reason they gave me&lt;br /&gt;
the reason of not going home&lt;br /&gt;
it is not them that can&#39;t convince me&lt;br /&gt;
but i do not think that the reason is good enough for me for not to go home&lt;br /&gt;
i still don&#39;t understand why&lt;br /&gt;
is this reason can convince you?&lt;br /&gt;
&quot;she just want you to be&amp;nbsp;succeed&amp;nbsp;in your study, then come back.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
does this implying that if i not doing well in my education&lt;br /&gt;
then i don&#39;t have to come home?!&lt;br /&gt;
frustrated, i still carrying on my life&lt;br /&gt;
gulp down all my tears and sorrows&lt;br /&gt;
but you see, i don&#39;t know how long could i hold them&lt;br /&gt;
until a point where they will exploded, flooded and stuffs&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
scientifically, i don&#39;t think her conscious remains in this world&lt;br /&gt;
maybe not in this dimension&lt;br /&gt;
spiritually, i hope her soul went to some place nicer&lt;br /&gt;
or maybe she already watch over me now at this moment&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
the border of life and death, is that really that close?</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesofteenager.blogspot.com/feeds/7922337585837583514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://talesofteenager.blogspot.com/2011/12/it-is-been-hell-lot-of-week.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2411196354682393087/posts/default/7922337585837583514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2411196354682393087/posts/default/7922337585837583514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesofteenager.blogspot.com/2011/12/it-is-been-hell-lot-of-week.html' title='it is been a hell lot of week'/><author><name>Axel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14132952400456938661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkqQs2IFZPLOaOFG__GVC-pdXEDmGKp43J7zqgG3yL3gfaHBK1uGNUsvgrwxesdzbvvOVMYGc51WbsbbvNb19OTUoXJ0GfW6IJ3HZCfG1MoZ-mss1Xa87nz-PtZ5-o2A/s220/In_the_Shadows___Lonely_Wolf_by_darkelements.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2411196354682393087.post-5740949091804118965</id><published>2011-11-24T18:05:00.001+00:00</published><updated>2011-11-24T18:21:12.800+00:00</updated><title type='text'>Opps</title><content type='html'>it seems that i am gradually forget to update the little corner of this&lt;br /&gt;
i thought that i can remember to post something here every Fri/Sat/Sunday&lt;br /&gt;
but it seems that there are hell lot of things happened&lt;br /&gt;
and i just want to finish that day and embrace the new&amp;nbsp;beginning&amp;nbsp;of next day&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
to be honest, i do not want to use this corner just to complaining the stuffs&lt;br /&gt;
but sometimes, things are just happened&lt;br /&gt;
and there is nothing else that i can share/talk about&lt;br /&gt;
well, i can feel that this post gonna kinda long, and negative&lt;br /&gt;
but this is just let people know what&#39;s going on in my life&lt;br /&gt;
and act as my little diary as well&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
first off, i still don&#39;t understand why some people can remember all the wrongs&lt;br /&gt;
rather than forget them, and start everything anew&lt;br /&gt;
but anyway, this is my way of living&lt;br /&gt;
but still, that particular group of people can just simply hate/hold the grudges&lt;br /&gt;
not even i act friendly toward them&lt;br /&gt;
and i do believe that that people will never talk to me again&lt;br /&gt;
well, if that people really acting that way&lt;br /&gt;
guess i&#39;ll have to act as the same way too...:P&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
i know i can be very, very bossy&lt;br /&gt;
but still, what i want is the commitments&lt;br /&gt;
oh well, &quot;people&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
still don&#39;t really understand why&lt;br /&gt;
and, i guess i&#39;ll have to either just do my job, and suck it up&lt;br /&gt;
or just say &quot;fcuk you!! just go to hell!!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
or &quot;just call your mother ship come to pick you up, but when you do, please do tell me so that i can call NASA to have them take some picture of you and your kind, and i&#39;ll have a small fortune for me, as a reward of telling them there are some aliens coming to pick their people back to their home planet.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
lol, a long sarcastic line here&lt;br /&gt;
anyway, there is one other reason that keep me away from updating&lt;br /&gt;
well, gym sessions, classes, assignments, dissertation, works,&amp;nbsp;entertainment, other kind of&amp;nbsp;entertainment, sleep, surviving&lt;br /&gt;
yeah pretty much this list sum up my to do list&lt;br /&gt;
i still try to enjoy my life here&lt;br /&gt;
god knows that where am i, and what am i doing next year, some date, same time...:P&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
so in conclusion&lt;br /&gt;
cheerios!!!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesofteenager.blogspot.com/feeds/5740949091804118965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://talesofteenager.blogspot.com/2011/11/opps.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2411196354682393087/posts/default/5740949091804118965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2411196354682393087/posts/default/5740949091804118965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesofteenager.blogspot.com/2011/11/opps.html' title='Opps'/><author><name>Axel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14132952400456938661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkqQs2IFZPLOaOFG__GVC-pdXEDmGKp43J7zqgG3yL3gfaHBK1uGNUsvgrwxesdzbvvOVMYGc51WbsbbvNb19OTUoXJ0GfW6IJ3HZCfG1MoZ-mss1Xa87nz-PtZ5-o2A/s220/In_the_Shadows___Lonely_Wolf_by_darkelements.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2411196354682393087.post-3268691117240879966</id><published>2011-11-06T01:26:00.001+00:00</published><updated>2011-11-06T01:26:19.872+00:00</updated><title type='text'>What a crazy week</title><content type='html'>Naive, Mental, Talented, Passion&lt;br /&gt;
well, these are the words that i found when i looked at random picture&lt;br /&gt;
the picture about the first 4 words you found describe yourself&lt;br /&gt;
just a random picture i found on FB&lt;br /&gt;
quite accurate to some extend..XD&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
back to main topic&lt;br /&gt;
this ending week are the personal development week in uni&lt;br /&gt;
so there are no classes at all&lt;br /&gt;
which is nice if i say so myself&lt;br /&gt;
got a normal monday&lt;br /&gt;
but then a very tiring, but excited tuesday&lt;br /&gt;
tons of fun on wednesday&lt;br /&gt;
recovering thrusday&lt;br /&gt;
normal friday&lt;br /&gt;
and exciting saturday&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
i am pretty much working on my dissertation on monday&lt;br /&gt;
then i got my phone on tuesday&lt;br /&gt;
and i arranged all of my appointment with supervisor and lab assistant on tuesday as well&lt;br /&gt;
which, turn out to be a good plan&lt;br /&gt;
i planned to took the day of so that i can prepare myself for wednesday&lt;br /&gt;
but in the end, i still can&#39;t learn how to say no&lt;br /&gt;
but anyway, i am having a great time on wednesday..:D&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
then the rest of the week are pretty much the same&lt;br /&gt;
but i think i am kinda depressed on friday&lt;br /&gt;
i think it is because i had way too much fun&lt;br /&gt;
and i just don&#39;t want it to be end&lt;br /&gt;
but then, i told myself&lt;br /&gt;
&quot;oh WTF, this is just temporary, life goes on...&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
and yeah, the mood is recovered a little bit more...XD&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
oh well, this is life&lt;br /&gt;
some nice arrangement could make thing looks better...XD</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesofteenager.blogspot.com/feeds/3268691117240879966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://talesofteenager.blogspot.com/2011/11/what-crazy-week.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2411196354682393087/posts/default/3268691117240879966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2411196354682393087/posts/default/3268691117240879966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesofteenager.blogspot.com/2011/11/what-crazy-week.html' title='What a crazy week'/><author><name>Axel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14132952400456938661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkqQs2IFZPLOaOFG__GVC-pdXEDmGKp43J7zqgG3yL3gfaHBK1uGNUsvgrwxesdzbvvOVMYGc51WbsbbvNb19OTUoXJ0GfW6IJ3HZCfG1MoZ-mss1Xa87nz-PtZ5-o2A/s220/In_the_Shadows___Lonely_Wolf_by_darkelements.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2411196354682393087.post-5077794350730592801</id><published>2011-10-30T01:09:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T01:09:00.413+00:00</updated><title type='text'>whole new level</title><content type='html'>well, things does happened&lt;br /&gt;
and to be honest&lt;br /&gt;
this passed week are damn crazy for me&lt;br /&gt;
i never expect my dissertation&#39;s proposal are going so well&lt;br /&gt;
and i go out with somebody i completely don&#39;t know for a movie&lt;br /&gt;
and i went for the counselling, spilled my hidden troubles to someone neutral for the 1st time as well&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
after these instances&lt;br /&gt;
i realized that typing out the troubles just helped a little&lt;br /&gt;
just a little, unless the post are made&amp;nbsp;anonymously&lt;br /&gt;
but the thing is, this is hard to be achieved&lt;br /&gt;
talk to someone neutral, which mean he/she don&#39;t know the people involved in your problem&lt;br /&gt;
and the someone neutral must be have more life experiences than you&lt;br /&gt;
that way, he/she can understand your problems easily&lt;br /&gt;
anyway, she really helped me a lot&lt;br /&gt;
besides, she said that i looked like being in the most depressed state that she ever met&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
but, i did made a promise to myself&lt;br /&gt;
the promise of i will not drop a single tear anymore&lt;br /&gt;
not even 0.001ml&lt;br /&gt;
but, after that, something happened&lt;br /&gt;
and i not even want to tell what is it&lt;br /&gt;
until i think it is time for me to tell&lt;br /&gt;
so don&#39;t ever ask&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
and after &quot;that&quot; happened&lt;br /&gt;
people from work said that i looked very happy&lt;br /&gt;
very, very happy&lt;br /&gt;
well, that can&#39;t be help&lt;br /&gt;
since that suddenly i felt like i got more motivation to go on&lt;br /&gt;
compare to before of course&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
anyway, this 100th post make the change of my life!!!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesofteenager.blogspot.com/feeds/5077794350730592801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://talesofteenager.blogspot.com/2011/10/whole-new-level.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2411196354682393087/posts/default/5077794350730592801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2411196354682393087/posts/default/5077794350730592801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesofteenager.blogspot.com/2011/10/whole-new-level.html' title='whole new level'/><author><name>Axel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14132952400456938661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkqQs2IFZPLOaOFG__GVC-pdXEDmGKp43J7zqgG3yL3gfaHBK1uGNUsvgrwxesdzbvvOVMYGc51WbsbbvNb19OTUoXJ0GfW6IJ3HZCfG1MoZ-mss1Xa87nz-PtZ5-o2A/s220/In_the_Shadows___Lonely_Wolf_by_darkelements.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2411196354682393087.post-3185365433690044550</id><published>2011-10-09T02:12:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-10-09T02:12:48.174+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick of it....</title><content type='html'>well, i am kinda getting numb toward the empty promises&lt;div&gt;
and kinda understand how&#39;s my parents&#39; feelings&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
especially when i encounter almost the same situations&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
to be honest&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
i don&#39;t think i can&#39;t be serious during works, academics and games&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
i think i posted this before&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
but today&#39;s shift make me felt like i am post this again&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
perhaps there might be more of these kind of feelings in the future&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
but the main thing is, i am getting bored at works&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
it is not that i got bored from the responsibilities i hold during works&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
but it is the people there...&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
what do you felt, when you just want to&amp;nbsp;confirm&amp;nbsp;something&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
but get a cold-shoulder in return...&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
not a proper wording here&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
just that person&#39;s respond in annoyed manner&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
well, this is very frustrating situations&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
in restaurant, especially the one i am working in&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
once there is a mistake, there are at least 2 people will starting to shout at me&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
saying something like &quot;WTF R U DOING?!&quot;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
&quot;WHAT HAD YOU DONE?!&quot; &amp;nbsp;etc&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
did you see the&amp;nbsp;dilemma&amp;nbsp;here?&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
a mistake get some scolding in return&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
a confirmation question earn a cold-shoulder response&lt;/div&gt;
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what will you do?&lt;/div&gt;
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seriously, i had a lighten mood to start working&lt;/div&gt;
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then what i got is a blow to my mood&lt;/div&gt;
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from the top of the cliff to the bottom of ravine&lt;/div&gt;
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and this happened on the very first hour i am started working&lt;/div&gt;
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this is point no. 1&lt;/div&gt;
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Point no. 2&lt;/div&gt;
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empty promises&lt;/div&gt;
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due to the fact that i worked for such a long time in that place&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
i can be a full-fledged full-timer at anytime&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
but i&amp;nbsp;patronizing my study first&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
so full timer on term date is out of story&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
but that&#39;s not the point&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
main thing is i need to complete many tasks when my shift is almost over&lt;/div&gt;
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for instances, clean the coffee machine, counters, cutlery, plates and menu cards&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
there is a girl from Poland who hold the responsibilities of the cleaning the cutlery and plates&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
so, as long as she didn&#39;t absent or finish her shift early&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
my jobs are kinda easy&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
gonna side tracked&lt;/div&gt;
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well, there is another full-timer&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
she &quot;asked&quot; me nicely to clean the counter and the coffee machine&lt;/div&gt;
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in exchange of she helping me to serve the foods to the customers&lt;/div&gt;
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which is my main jobs there&lt;/div&gt;
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in the end, she is always nowhere to be seen when the bell rang&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
for the notification of the foods are ready of course&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
which mean that my cleaning jobs are always&amp;nbsp;interrupted&lt;/div&gt;
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which, really pissed my off&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
as i just realized that my style of working is keep the flows go on&lt;/div&gt;
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which mean i am happier to complete the tasks without interruptions&lt;/div&gt;
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well, that&#39;s point 2&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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point 3, i&#39;ll make it short&lt;/div&gt;
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there is a new full-timer&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
and according from the info i heard&lt;/div&gt;
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he is kinda &quot;big&quot;, which mean he have some authorities&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
but he just take it way too easy&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
it is not that he is not helping&lt;/div&gt;
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but he keep annoy me by keep saying&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
&quot;why so serious&quot;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
which kept remind me of the Joker&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
gah, just annoyed&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
and frankly speaking&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
there is no one i can talk to&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
Parents? Out of questions, as they had their things to worry about&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
my best pal? Hardly to see him online&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
college gang? they had their FYP to worry about&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
housemate? well, there is nothing they can do, and i doubt they understand my feelings as they didn&#39;t went through as many hardship as i do&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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and i don&#39;t think i&#39;ll get any responses from FB as well&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
not even a like or comment.....&lt;/div&gt;
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*sigh* &amp;lt;=== favorite word now&lt;/div&gt;
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just use it and let the things be............&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesofteenager.blogspot.com/feeds/3185365433690044550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://talesofteenager.blogspot.com/2011/10/sick-of-it.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2411196354682393087/posts/default/3185365433690044550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2411196354682393087/posts/default/3185365433690044550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesofteenager.blogspot.com/2011/10/sick-of-it.html' title='Sick of it....'/><author><name>Axel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14132952400456938661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkqQs2IFZPLOaOFG__GVC-pdXEDmGKp43J7zqgG3yL3gfaHBK1uGNUsvgrwxesdzbvvOVMYGc51WbsbbvNb19OTUoXJ0GfW6IJ3HZCfG1MoZ-mss1Xa87nz-PtZ5-o2A/s220/In_the_Shadows___Lonely_Wolf_by_darkelements.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2411196354682393087.post-2457837180824724497</id><published>2011-10-04T00:22:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T00:22:29.230+01:00</updated><title type='text'>new term, new life?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
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well, the summer flew by&lt;br /&gt;
the long summer had gone&lt;br /&gt;
the weather doesn&#39;t as hot as I anticipated&lt;br /&gt;
well, watch too much japanese animation&lt;br /&gt;
where throughout the whole series&lt;br /&gt;
there&#39;s gonna be an episode of extremely hot/cold weather&lt;br /&gt;
which gave me am impression that the summer is horrible&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
but in the end&lt;br /&gt;
the summer passes without really hot temperature&lt;br /&gt;
well, there are few days that really hot&lt;br /&gt;
it is not the same &quot;hot&quot; in m&#39;sia&lt;br /&gt;
but it is windless hot&lt;br /&gt;
which make the room are hotter then usual with&amp;nbsp;stagnant&amp;nbsp;air&lt;br /&gt;
not to mentioned when working in the restaurant&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
speaking of which&lt;br /&gt;
if it isn&#39;t my colleague mentioned about how she getting more hot-headed during work&lt;br /&gt;
i&amp;nbsp;wouldn&#39;t&amp;nbsp;be able to realized that i had the same problem too&lt;br /&gt;
especially when there are no enough people to work, and the tables are fully booked&lt;br /&gt;
and the stupid hag still unable to judge the situation and adjust her speed accordingly&lt;br /&gt;
despite her working experience is more then few years&lt;br /&gt;
the manager did really helped&lt;br /&gt;
by command that stupid hag to slow down, otherwise, it is gonna be a disaster&lt;br /&gt;
let alone to provide the so-called &quot;service&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
practically, i worked 6 days straight down during the fresher week&lt;br /&gt;
which make me felt lot more tired then usual&lt;br /&gt;
.........&lt;br /&gt;
well, the recent are nothing but only complaints&lt;br /&gt;
the new term time table make me feel like this year gonna be an interesting year&lt;br /&gt;
still, when i try to calm down after the high stress works in the&amp;nbsp;restaurant&lt;br /&gt;
i recalled, some really&amp;nbsp;nostalgic&amp;nbsp;memories&lt;br /&gt;
not some, lot of them&lt;br /&gt;
which make me recalled some of the conversation with my fellow college friends&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
the main point is&lt;br /&gt;
&quot;the group is splitting, even they living under the same roof&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
i think i mentioned this before&lt;br /&gt;
but the feeling, not quite sure how to describe it&lt;br /&gt;
kinda like a mixture of anger, nostalgic, sad, wasted&lt;br /&gt;
and more.....&lt;br /&gt;
and i felt it is kinda unfair&lt;br /&gt;
the adv. diploma have 4 groups, instead of 5 in diploma year&lt;br /&gt;
so, in order to do to that&lt;br /&gt;
the people who in charge in changing the name list split my group into 2&lt;br /&gt;
evenly half of my group members merge into others&lt;br /&gt;
i knew that my group isn&#39;t the only which got&amp;nbsp;separated&lt;br /&gt;
but the other groups are only had only&amp;nbsp;few&amp;nbsp;of the members separated&lt;br /&gt;
ranging from 3 to 5&lt;br /&gt;
but my group are separated into two equal halves&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
i could do nothing about that&lt;br /&gt;
since that i am not staying for adv diploma&lt;br /&gt;
still, i felt so unfair&lt;br /&gt;
i would prefer all the name lists are decided by picking the member randomly&lt;br /&gt;
rather then splitting the groups&lt;br /&gt;
since that his is much more equal to everyone......&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
well, as for the first day of term&lt;br /&gt;
i had a hard time to concentrate after the 3rd hours of lecture&lt;br /&gt;
and had a not-so-stress-relieving gym session&lt;br /&gt;
the&amp;nbsp;tiredness kicked in real quick after some soft music played&lt;br /&gt;
all i just hope, is to have all my group members stay connected&lt;br /&gt;
even only remained in the FB friendlists will do....&lt;br /&gt;
and of course, the group i created...........&lt;br /&gt;
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i just realized that i been here for one year&lt;br /&gt;
if it isn&#39;t my friend asked me&lt;br /&gt;
i wouldn&#39;t realized that 15th of September is gone for good&lt;br /&gt;
as usual, nothing particularly happened&lt;br /&gt;
and it seems that there are many parting gonna happened&lt;br /&gt;
and for me, i don&#39;t really care about the parting&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
it is not that i don&#39;t care for my friends&lt;br /&gt;
but, if that&#39;s their choice to leave&lt;br /&gt;
so there is no points to mourning or what-so-ever&lt;br /&gt;
and then, there is something that really picked on my nerves&lt;br /&gt;
the M&#39;sia&amp;nbsp;government&amp;nbsp;issues again&lt;br /&gt;
which, i saw them on FB by chance&lt;br /&gt;
it is about that there is a student who get a good grade for her study&lt;br /&gt;
but when she applied the government owned facility&lt;br /&gt;
her application was rejected&lt;br /&gt;
due to her parental background&lt;br /&gt;
which is, Chinese mother and Malay father&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
the reason of rejection is: &quot;under security&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
and duh, what kind of reason of that?!&lt;br /&gt;
as the Chinese word said:&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;background-color: black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; white-space: nowrap;&quot;&gt;官&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; white-space: nowrap;&quot;&gt;字两个&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: 14px; white-space: nowrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Times, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;口&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: 15px; white-space: nowrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Times, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;literally, this mean that every officers have two mouths&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Times, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: 15px; white-space: nowrap;&quot;&gt;this implies that most of the &quot;government&amp;nbsp;officer&quot; didn&#39;t do what they said, or do what they didn&#39;t said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Times, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: 15px; white-space: nowrap;&quot;&gt;this meaning came from the word&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;background-color: black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; white-space: nowrap;&quot;&gt;官 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Times, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: 15px; white-space: nowrap;&quot;&gt;which have two similar&amp;nbsp;Chinese&amp;nbsp;characters&amp;nbsp;of&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; white-space: nowrap;&quot;&gt;口&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Times, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: 15px; white-space: nowrap;&quot;&gt;this caused a change to one of my future plans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Times, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: 15px; white-space: nowrap;&quot;&gt;which is one of the bad options i had, go back there and be a police officer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Times, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: 15px; white-space: nowrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKSUL56PeozJ74Xay4RMuKhg8q0vU33aO8I5sgAnVK7oX5sMr2EI4g7Nad9rCEWyGb3P0s2nEIDTXefkieUqwDaOrJLw8VDyxM2MYZQT9QhHOsIinb21SV2JeQc1D2otalXix4q2aTYSef/s1600/bouncer-white.gif&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;320&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKSUL56PeozJ74Xay4RMuKhg8q0vU33aO8I5sgAnVK7oX5sMr2EI4g7Nad9rCEWyGb3P0s2nEIDTXefkieUqwDaOrJLw8VDyxM2MYZQT9QhHOsIinb21SV2JeQc1D2otalXix4q2aTYSef/s320/bouncer-white.gif&quot; style=&quot;cursor: move;&quot; width=&quot;168&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Times, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: 15px; white-space: nowrap;&quot;&gt;you know, this kind of things do happened&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Times, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: 15px; white-space: nowrap;&quot;&gt;and i still wondering what will happened to M&#39;sia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Times, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: 15px; white-space: nowrap;&quot;&gt;will it become better? or worst&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Times, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: 15px; white-space: nowrap;&quot;&gt;and for my case&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Times, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: 15px; white-space: nowrap;&quot;&gt;I&#39;ll just leave it, and just be awed by how much surprises that the racial issues gonna taken them to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Times, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: 15px; white-space: nowrap;&quot;&gt;and this just trigger one of my old memories&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Times, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif; font-size: 15px; white-space: nowrap;&quot;&gt;which is the vows we all gonna swear for every Monday at school&#39;s assembles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Times, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif; font-size: 15px; white-space: nowrap;&quot;&gt;and i don&#39;t think that there is a line of &quot;racial equity&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Times, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif; font-size: 15px; white-space: nowrap;&quot;&gt;and when i wiki-ed it, it seems there is something extra to the front&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Times, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif; font-size: 15px; white-space: nowrap;&quot;&gt;oh well............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Times, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif; font-size: 15px; white-space: nowrap;&quot;&gt;maybe a bouncer isn&#39;t a bad job too..&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesofteenager.blogspot.com/feeds/8913650573196038122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://talesofteenager.blogspot.com/2011/09/it-is-been-one-year.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2411196354682393087/posts/default/8913650573196038122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2411196354682393087/posts/default/8913650573196038122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesofteenager.blogspot.com/2011/09/it-is-been-one-year.html' title='it is been one year'/><author><name>Axel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14132952400456938661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkqQs2IFZPLOaOFG__GVC-pdXEDmGKp43J7zqgG3yL3gfaHBK1uGNUsvgrwxesdzbvvOVMYGc51WbsbbvNb19OTUoXJ0GfW6IJ3HZCfG1MoZ-mss1Xa87nz-PtZ5-o2A/s220/In_the_Shadows___Lonely_Wolf_by_darkelements.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKSUL56PeozJ74Xay4RMuKhg8q0vU33aO8I5sgAnVK7oX5sMr2EI4g7Nad9rCEWyGb3P0s2nEIDTXefkieUqwDaOrJLw8VDyxM2MYZQT9QhHOsIinb21SV2JeQc1D2otalXix4q2aTYSef/s72-c/bouncer-white.gif" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2411196354682393087.post-4810446842404931602</id><published>2011-08-31T14:58:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-08-31T14:58:38.108+01:00</updated><title type='text'>this is getting too much....</title><content type='html'>well, i can see that i didn&#39;t update my blog as frequently as i did&lt;br /&gt;
just addicted to an MMORPG, Forsaken World&lt;br /&gt;
all blame go to Adam...XD&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
well, nothing worth mentioning it, unless you, the readers want to know my&amp;nbsp;achievement&amp;nbsp;in the game&lt;br /&gt;
glad that everyone still doing fine&lt;br /&gt;
just a quick update for this, nothing better to do&lt;br /&gt;
as I getting a little bit bored for that game...:P&lt;br /&gt;
below is the one of the screenshot from the game&lt;br /&gt;
when i am level 45, now i am level 53 FYI...XD&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiy30bqSqIu9oK9vhbMnF_adqRzCUrrtN2NyKdDz2Q2PN-3fdJkTGi8NqKxCWWtTkl35kC_pOLQZSKflzv57l_-W_z-G8QCgdEkfg4NbRDQE1g4zu1CMm2N-xUxkGILadWEtBk3zWoiNKql/s1600/mabel.png&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;400&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiy30bqSqIu9oK9vhbMnF_adqRzCUrrtN2NyKdDz2Q2PN-3fdJkTGi8NqKxCWWtTkl35kC_pOLQZSKflzv57l_-W_z-G8QCgdEkfg4NbRDQE1g4zu1CMm2N-xUxkGILadWEtBk3zWoiNKql/s640/mabel.png&quot; width=&quot;640&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
and this picture supposed to be a joke to my friend&lt;br /&gt;
as her name is Mabel as well, and see the title of the NPC in the picture...XD</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesofteenager.blogspot.com/feeds/4810446842404931602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://talesofteenager.blogspot.com/2011/08/this-is-getting-too-much.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2411196354682393087/posts/default/4810446842404931602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2411196354682393087/posts/default/4810446842404931602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesofteenager.blogspot.com/2011/08/this-is-getting-too-much.html' title='this is getting too much....'/><author><name>Axel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14132952400456938661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkqQs2IFZPLOaOFG__GVC-pdXEDmGKp43J7zqgG3yL3gfaHBK1uGNUsvgrwxesdzbvvOVMYGc51WbsbbvNb19OTUoXJ0GfW6IJ3HZCfG1MoZ-mss1Xa87nz-PtZ5-o2A/s220/In_the_Shadows___Lonely_Wolf_by_darkelements.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiy30bqSqIu9oK9vhbMnF_adqRzCUrrtN2NyKdDz2Q2PN-3fdJkTGi8NqKxCWWtTkl35kC_pOLQZSKflzv57l_-W_z-G8QCgdEkfg4NbRDQE1g4zu1CMm2N-xUxkGILadWEtBk3zWoiNKql/s72-c/mabel.png" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2411196354682393087.post-5967154985981191638</id><published>2011-08-09T00:20:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T00:20:23.645+01:00</updated><title type='text'>that was unexpected....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4y3MAN7_e0FK0KDC2mrqpvpzWbJ6SmYyFr0gHZuSbW0K57Nn5haOFAufpZY0rYygm8KFwPbkxwolYTgxMBpaHTpWyLePTtepLgx9UrVrqcVB7HG-H5S2TpRhlXnqLmwyqd7mpggZ9FiQn/s1600/girls+friendship-day-orkut-2.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;166&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4y3MAN7_e0FK0KDC2mrqpvpzWbJ6SmYyFr0gHZuSbW0K57Nn5haOFAufpZY0rYygm8KFwPbkxwolYTgxMBpaHTpWyLePTtepLgx9UrVrqcVB7HG-H5S2TpRhlXnqLmwyqd7mpggZ9FiQn/s200/girls+friendship-day-orkut-2.jpg&quot; width=&quot;200&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i guess that I have few close friends&lt;br /&gt;
those who can chat with me for a long time&lt;br /&gt;
those who can&amp;nbsp;remain&amp;nbsp;silence for a long time without getting&amp;nbsp;awkward&amp;nbsp;during conversation&lt;br /&gt;
those who can share the secrets&lt;br /&gt;
those who can keep secrets&lt;br /&gt;
those who remain as friends even thought we haven&#39;t chatted for a long time&lt;br /&gt;
those who share your joys, suffers, pains, tears and theirs&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I admitted that I did lost some friends here&lt;br /&gt;
i am not making excuses, but those things are not in my control&lt;br /&gt;
and out of my jurisdiction as well&lt;br /&gt;
one of them, well, he act a little bit&amp;nbsp;childish&lt;br /&gt;
then the other one, he is on the verge&lt;br /&gt;
but i do have a feeling that it is gonna happen, sooner or later&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
enough for the friend here&lt;br /&gt;
in fact, i just had a long Skype chat with my friends on this afternoon&lt;br /&gt;
everyone seems to be healthy&lt;br /&gt;
set aside that the finals are coming&lt;br /&gt;
and the endless report-producing makes them seems tired, and stressed&lt;br /&gt;
but this is not my main concern&lt;br /&gt;
it seems that the bonds we forged together are crumbling&lt;br /&gt;
and some of them are broken,&amp;nbsp;separated&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
thanks to the technology&lt;br /&gt;
long distance friends are rarely appear in people&#39;s dictionary&lt;br /&gt;
but they not always work &amp;lt;----making excuses again&lt;br /&gt;
anyway, when she told me this&lt;br /&gt;
i don&#39;t now how to respond&lt;br /&gt;
i don&#39;t know how to reply&lt;br /&gt;
i just answered, &quot;really?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
then she mentioned that some them are splitting up&lt;br /&gt;
even though they lived under the same roof&lt;br /&gt;
then she said those who didn&#39;t came up and said hello in front of the webcam are the ones&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNzpx9e_Nysa0tGAC9ncMi2weKNssxOudlZC2wl5gAOUkbTpGDGyagE_Uf7DqqVJQpUakoN3yBdqq5wmaOfUAHhCCiau3BhtQ1LBCPvyQ9gOEOrgdw9PS1NzlecozHrKmofYkug308v6Er/s1600/leaders.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;320&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNzpx9e_Nysa0tGAC9ncMi2weKNssxOudlZC2wl5gAOUkbTpGDGyagE_Uf7DqqVJQpUakoN3yBdqq5wmaOfUAHhCCiau3BhtQ1LBCPvyQ9gOEOrgdw9PS1NzlecozHrKmofYkug308v6Er/s320/leaders.jpg&quot; width=&quot;216&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
the are one quote&lt;br /&gt;
&quot;the ship will lost in the midst of sea without it&#39;s captain&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
perhaps this quote is reanimating my group members&lt;br /&gt;
well, this is one of the things that I don&#39;t know what i know&lt;br /&gt;
the leadership skill&lt;br /&gt;
i never thought that the whim on the first day of my college life change so many things&lt;br /&gt;
and i never foresee that what happen when i leave my group to pursue my dream&lt;br /&gt;
a little bit selfish?&lt;br /&gt;
i admitted, but some people might disagree&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
in the end&lt;br /&gt;
i feel so.........frustrated&lt;br /&gt;
i can&#39;t get my mind of when i had my gym session on the&amp;nbsp;treadmill&lt;br /&gt;
until i must clear my mind and catch up the breaths and pace&lt;br /&gt;
for me, i am a little bit perfectionist&lt;br /&gt;
i want everything to be perfect&lt;br /&gt;
i want everyone live happily together&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhx5MrVC2pNOkzSdAlp498IHRINRm3f4J-KcRA2UJymYMhwF_Sy7AHWCF-5iso_Go9x4aIb6q8oEdcACwsGy26Dp2nJ7mJ-mpG0FzGHeqBF5Yb2c8ypznSkd9zbjD8FOQoLkIMWPlHmH1E/s1600/normal_image002.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;248&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhx5MrVC2pNOkzSdAlp498IHRINRm3f4J-KcRA2UJymYMhwF_Sy7AHWCF-5iso_Go9x4aIb6q8oEdcACwsGy26Dp2nJ7mJ-mpG0FzGHeqBF5Yb2c8ypznSkd9zbjD8FOQoLkIMWPlHmH1E/s320/normal_image002.jpg&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;but these are naive thoughts&lt;br /&gt;
even i can comes up tons of possible events that can split people from together&lt;br /&gt;
.........&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
this is getting too long&lt;br /&gt;
i should stop here&lt;br /&gt;
just hope that they wouldn&#39;t falling too apart that i can&#39;t even close them together again......</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesofteenager.blogspot.com/feeds/5967154985981191638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://talesofteenager.blogspot.com/2011/08/that-was-unexpected.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2411196354682393087/posts/default/5967154985981191638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2411196354682393087/posts/default/5967154985981191638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesofteenager.blogspot.com/2011/08/that-was-unexpected.html' title='that was unexpected....'/><author><name>Axel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14132952400456938661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkqQs2IFZPLOaOFG__GVC-pdXEDmGKp43J7zqgG3yL3gfaHBK1uGNUsvgrwxesdzbvvOVMYGc51WbsbbvNb19OTUoXJ0GfW6IJ3HZCfG1MoZ-mss1Xa87nz-PtZ5-o2A/s220/In_the_Shadows___Lonely_Wolf_by_darkelements.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4y3MAN7_e0FK0KDC2mrqpvpzWbJ6SmYyFr0gHZuSbW0K57Nn5haOFAufpZY0rYygm8KFwPbkxwolYTgxMBpaHTpWyLePTtepLgx9UrVrqcVB7HG-H5S2TpRhlXnqLmwyqd7mpggZ9FiQn/s72-c/girls+friendship-day-orkut-2.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2411196354682393087.post-5323977542387627889</id><published>2011-08-03T00:22:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-08-03T00:22:31.168+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Fitness...</title><content type='html'>Frankly speaking&lt;br /&gt;
it is been a long time since that i being so pumped up before&lt;br /&gt;
and, this kind of thing are kinda completely random&lt;br /&gt;
at least for me...XD&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
just looking for something to do during summer vacation&lt;br /&gt;
and the only thing i needed to keep on doing gym is just a motivation&lt;br /&gt;
but in the end, i found several of them&lt;br /&gt;
well, the main one is gonna be make myself look better when i wear clothes&lt;br /&gt;
believe it or not&lt;br /&gt;
my size of choice for the clothing are reduced from L to M&lt;br /&gt;
and my waist went down from 36 to34, even 32 can be fitted in, with a little effort of course&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
and i think this is gonna keep going on&lt;br /&gt;
want to gain some muscle weight while lost some fat tissue....</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesofteenager.blogspot.com/feeds/5323977542387627889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://talesofteenager.blogspot.com/2011/08/fitness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2411196354682393087/posts/default/5323977542387627889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2411196354682393087/posts/default/5323977542387627889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesofteenager.blogspot.com/2011/08/fitness.html' title='Fitness...'/><author><name>Axel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14132952400456938661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkqQs2IFZPLOaOFG__GVC-pdXEDmGKp43J7zqgG3yL3gfaHBK1uGNUsvgrwxesdzbvvOVMYGc51WbsbbvNb19OTUoXJ0GfW6IJ3HZCfG1MoZ-mss1Xa87nz-PtZ5-o2A/s220/In_the_Shadows___Lonely_Wolf_by_darkelements.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2411196354682393087.post-1149575063650848001</id><published>2011-07-31T01:38:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T01:38:47.085+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Maybe I was wrong</title><content type='html'>well, i admit that i am not a good teacher, guider, or whatever that need to teach people&lt;br /&gt;
simply because i had very high expectation&lt;br /&gt;
or should i say&lt;br /&gt;
I judge others with high expectations...&lt;br /&gt;
but then again&lt;br /&gt;
maybe i was wrong&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
well, i guess that music people can&#39;t be very analytically....</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesofteenager.blogspot.com/feeds/1149575063650848001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://talesofteenager.blogspot.com/2011/07/maybe-i-was-wrong.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2411196354682393087/posts/default/1149575063650848001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2411196354682393087/posts/default/1149575063650848001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesofteenager.blogspot.com/2011/07/maybe-i-was-wrong.html' title='Maybe I was wrong'/><author><name>Axel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14132952400456938661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkqQs2IFZPLOaOFG__GVC-pdXEDmGKp43J7zqgG3yL3gfaHBK1uGNUsvgrwxesdzbvvOVMYGc51WbsbbvNb19OTUoXJ0GfW6IJ3HZCfG1MoZ-mss1Xa87nz-PtZ5-o2A/s220/In_the_Shadows___Lonely_Wolf_by_darkelements.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2411196354682393087.post-8762497752719442869</id><published>2011-07-30T01:21:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-07-30T01:21:16.568+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Recently.....</title><content type='html'>well, since that I am resume to workout my big fat body&lt;br /&gt;
it is been a long time I feel myself are so.....fulfilling&lt;br /&gt;
and then, several people come at me&lt;br /&gt;
some came for the advice&lt;br /&gt;
some are just looking to have a company&lt;br /&gt;
but i don&#39;t myself can be a good company&lt;br /&gt;
i am too...well, realistic....XD&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
in fact, when i am working as usual yesterday&lt;br /&gt;
well, this post is on 30th of July&lt;br /&gt;
while things happened on 29th, so, yesterday and past tense&lt;br /&gt;
the is one guy, working in the kitchen&lt;br /&gt;
he just learnt that his father passed away&lt;br /&gt;
then he&amp;nbsp;disappeared for like an hour&lt;br /&gt;
then came back with a bunch of papers&lt;br /&gt;
i believe it is the flight ticket&#39;s details&lt;br /&gt;
then he just tried to get enough money for the ticket&lt;br /&gt;
and cthe last minute ticket can be expensive&lt;br /&gt;
like £1000 or something, if I didn&#39;t get it wrong&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1jyoc0O6401EN4p22PsIl4mgXOIsC-UA4SPK_RlCvSzYZw0JD73WKdk1gs5FhbO4DSp1rosMPsG9qq0DhvuFwml6qdvSdguR4TdtOwYQzFGY4Ic14w_Tm5e060EE_p2LupRhYSqq1qHGS/s1600/article-1167985-0451830E000005DC-148_468x433_popup.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;160&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1jyoc0O6401EN4p22PsIl4mgXOIsC-UA4SPK_RlCvSzYZw0JD73WKdk1gs5FhbO4DSp1rosMPsG9qq0DhvuFwml6qdvSdguR4TdtOwYQzFGY4Ic14w_Tm5e060EE_p2LupRhYSqq1qHGS/s200/article-1167985-0451830E000005DC-148_468x433_popup.jpg&quot; width=&quot;200&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;anyhow&lt;br /&gt;
what i thought back there&lt;br /&gt;
is that the life are just like a shooting star&lt;br /&gt;
you come to this world so quickly, like how a shooting start appear&lt;br /&gt;
then, maybe some of the shooting stars are sighted by people&lt;br /&gt;
just like the people in this world that done something&amp;nbsp;extraordinary&lt;br /&gt;
which make them make a carved memory in their minds&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
then, when you dead, in any means&lt;br /&gt;
just like how a shooting start&amp;nbsp;disappeared, without a trace&lt;br /&gt;
but to those who saw the shooting stars, they may remember it&lt;br /&gt;
they may forget it, they may have a photo of it been taken&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
but, there is one biggest difference between life and shooting star&lt;br /&gt;
the shooting stars are not been sighted 100%&lt;br /&gt;
some people may never see a single shooting star&lt;br /&gt;
and some people may even forget that they witness meteor shower&lt;br /&gt;
but life is different&lt;br /&gt;
you always leave a memory to those people you met, encountered, befriended&lt;br /&gt;
especially to those that you interact most&lt;br /&gt;
by here i mean your family, your spouse, your children...&lt;br /&gt;
and you&#39;ll never be forgotten&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
anyway, getting a little bit too long&lt;br /&gt;
maybe i should put down my schedule for 30th July 2011&lt;br /&gt;
1130: free breakfast at chinese restaurant&lt;br /&gt;
around 1330: see my housemate go back via train&lt;br /&gt;
1430: gym time&lt;br /&gt;
1830: working&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
then 31th July&lt;br /&gt;
maybe 1000 or 1100: get my friend from train station and let him stay at home for next day&#39;s trip&lt;br /&gt;
either 1400 or 1600: working&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
then 1st August &amp;lt;----by far my favorite month :-D&lt;br /&gt;
probably running around chester...lolz</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesofteenager.blogspot.com/feeds/8762497752719442869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://talesofteenager.blogspot.com/2011/07/recently.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2411196354682393087/posts/default/8762497752719442869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2411196354682393087/posts/default/8762497752719442869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesofteenager.blogspot.com/2011/07/recently.html' title='Recently.....'/><author><name>Axel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14132952400456938661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkqQs2IFZPLOaOFG__GVC-pdXEDmGKp43J7zqgG3yL3gfaHBK1uGNUsvgrwxesdzbvvOVMYGc51WbsbbvNb19OTUoXJ0GfW6IJ3HZCfG1MoZ-mss1Xa87nz-PtZ5-o2A/s220/In_the_Shadows___Lonely_Wolf_by_darkelements.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1jyoc0O6401EN4p22PsIl4mgXOIsC-UA4SPK_RlCvSzYZw0JD73WKdk1gs5FhbO4DSp1rosMPsG9qq0DhvuFwml6qdvSdguR4TdtOwYQzFGY4Ic14w_Tm5e060EE_p2LupRhYSqq1qHGS/s72-c/article-1167985-0451830E000005DC-148_468x433_popup.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2411196354682393087.post-8061862890663395026</id><published>2011-07-23T01:02:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-07-23T01:02:17.210+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Whatever</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;&quot;&gt;for sometimes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;&quot;&gt;i been reading other people&#39;s blogs recently&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;&quot;&gt;but there are particular one guy, obviously from TARC&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;&quot;&gt;he can pick up my interest&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;&quot;&gt;and I am the type of people that is hard to be impressed so easily&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;&quot;&gt;well, I like how he struggle his life with many problems&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and he is kinda...well,&amp;nbsp;pessimistic, hopeless, and&amp;nbsp;stubborn&amp;nbsp;i might add&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;don&#39;t treat me like I am sadistic or something&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just want to see how&#39;s the other people life goes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you can&#39;t get many chances that people will put their day to day activities these day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it is not wise, and dangerous&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ahem, back to this guy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as I say, pessimistic, hopeless and stubborn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the part he is very pessimism at is on is romance relations&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it seems that he had his heart broke before&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so after that, he become very negative on life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the situation getting worst as he got family, financial, education issues arose from his life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the hopeless part of him is the same as he being pessimism&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then for the stubborn part&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can&#39;t believe people can still love/like their crushes for such a long time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;like three or fours years now, based on his blog history&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and it seems that he never let go of his feeling toward his crush&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then these facts add up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he became the type of people that I don&#39;t like if I must be honest to my feeling&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so, times like these, a neutral word, sentences come in handy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;like&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&quot;whatever&quot;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&quot;up ti you&quot;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&quot;okay okay lor&quot; &amp;lt;----broken english, how nostalgic&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;personally, i like these&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I do have my opinions from time to time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and if I think it is wise and reasonable, I&#39;ll spit it out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but if not, well, whatever..XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I do so because I don&#39;t want others to feel like i am very command&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;because from time to time I will see what&#39;s their opinions toward the issues&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if i think there are no severe consequences, I&#39;ll let others to decide&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then, if i can feel the seriousness of the issues, I&#39;ll want to make my opinion loud and clear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for example&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;having meals with friends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, this really depends on the mood, and personal preferences&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;normally i wouldn&#39;t have any opinions to try some place new&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but if i know the foods are suck, then this is when i state my views&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and these kinds of things really depends on situation&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and my past experiences make me realized that there are no perfect solutions&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;at least there are one person that have some objection toward the decisions made&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so, either convince them, or alter the decisions and plans&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;getting a little bit too long....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;go back to the lonely guy issue&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;different people have their different views&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for me, if there are somethings that doesn&#39;t belong to you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then no matter how hard you try, you would not get what you desire&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;even thought you might get it,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but maybe there are something else that been have their quality/quantity reduced&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i don&#39;t advocate that you shouldn&#39;t try&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will take everything into my considerations before trying such as resources&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so, I think I can let go the thing that have been lost&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and maybe I am not a good child&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;since that the family burden is lies on me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and I didn&#39;t ignore it, but it will be a great task for me to fulfill it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;plus, I do not know that will I cry if I lost my precious family members and friends *touch wood!!!!!*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;emotionless? No&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but I understand that the life, death and stuffs like that can&#39;t make a great stir in my mind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what is coming, then there are chances that we cross path during out life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what&#39;s gone is gone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;why should I mourning it over nothing??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then, I believe that everything is kinda like destinated&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just your choice lead to different consequences, like&amp;nbsp;predetermined fate&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so I cherish my friends i made&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyhow, this is getting too long&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;maybe there will be a&amp;nbsp;sequel after this.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;time now, 0100, 23rd of July, 2011&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesofteenager.blogspot.com/feeds/8061862890663395026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://talesofteenager.blogspot.com/2011/07/whatever.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2411196354682393087/posts/default/8061862890663395026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2411196354682393087/posts/default/8061862890663395026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesofteenager.blogspot.com/2011/07/whatever.html' title='Whatever'/><author><name>Axel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14132952400456938661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkqQs2IFZPLOaOFG__GVC-pdXEDmGKp43J7zqgG3yL3gfaHBK1uGNUsvgrwxesdzbvvOVMYGc51WbsbbvNb19OTUoXJ0GfW6IJ3HZCfG1MoZ-mss1Xa87nz-PtZ5-o2A/s220/In_the_Shadows___Lonely_Wolf_by_darkelements.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2411196354682393087.post-5208047425415300957</id><published>2011-07-21T01:07:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-07-21T01:07:14.709+01:00</updated><title type='text'>This is getting serious</title><content type='html'>well&lt;br /&gt;
I just feel kinda annoyed when people ask the following questions&lt;br /&gt;
&quot;how have you been?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&quot;doing anything in house?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&quot;been doing well?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
and the similar questions like these&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
frankly speaking&lt;br /&gt;
i do nothing that worth mentioning&lt;br /&gt;
just play the games&lt;br /&gt;
what games?&lt;br /&gt;
well&lt;br /&gt;
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but i can say that i didn&#39;t hate it either&lt;br /&gt;
depends on the circumstances&lt;br /&gt;
some times you do wish time move faster when you are in a awkward moment&lt;br /&gt;
and you wish it move slower when you are having a good time&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2VHNcX3n7zLahwZnB9W-oVx3aKnpoLaGvOaqvT_NEBi4qftQhN3_31uHri3fILRqrCszmOlvF9iA8On7esnKlCvPa_5etGpbN7NtoctI1yIoIq1KMmg8XPig2NyiQCjKjs012OrFToXjS/s1600/What2Bring.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;141&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2VHNcX3n7zLahwZnB9W-oVx3aKnpoLaGvOaqvT_NEBi4qftQhN3_31uHri3fILRqrCszmOlvF9iA8On7esnKlCvPa_5etGpbN7NtoctI1yIoIq1KMmg8XPig2NyiQCjKjs012OrFToXjS/s200/What2Bring.jpg&quot; width=&quot;200&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;enough for the pointless views&lt;br /&gt;
i am moving out in...&lt;br /&gt;
well, according to my plan&lt;br /&gt;
it would be 13 hours, corrected at this point of typing&lt;br /&gt;
so, what i want to say is, the time is just flew by&lt;br /&gt;
it seems that i just arrived this room yesterday&lt;br /&gt;
and i am moving out in few more hours&lt;br /&gt;
i liked the new house&#39;s design&lt;br /&gt;
not actually my dream house design&lt;br /&gt;
but close enough...XD&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_YKPDlz4MfVdrRArmDK7Htbif4tLLUMg9HMwwUemJ881KzNH-VqtUa7gsWta3KPzePzuiSnPoIDW3Q9vhWExkCKspR62-xrDyPJb22ybdgPWLjL9g1k8ElLKpFjcIpnly2g1NqtlikUSX/s1600/ShantottoDissidiaLaughing.PNG&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;200&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_YKPDlz4MfVdrRArmDK7Htbif4tLLUMg9HMwwUemJ881KzNH-VqtUa7gsWta3KPzePzuiSnPoIDW3Q9vhWExkCKspR62-xrDyPJb22ybdgPWLjL9g1k8ElLKpFjcIpnly2g1NqtlikUSX/s200/ShantottoDissidiaLaughing.PNG&quot; width=&quot;115&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;maybe i am gonna upload some new house photos....&lt;br /&gt;
since that i can transfer the files via bluetooth...&lt;br /&gt;
and oh, I found out that I like Shantotto&#39;s laughing&lt;br /&gt;
too bad the laughing is too...feminine...XD</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesofteenager.blogspot.com/feeds/8982613307709820584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://talesofteenager.blogspot.com/2011/07/moving-out.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2411196354682393087/posts/default/8982613307709820584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2411196354682393087/posts/default/8982613307709820584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesofteenager.blogspot.com/2011/07/moving-out.html' title='Moving out'/><author><name>Axel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14132952400456938661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkqQs2IFZPLOaOFG__GVC-pdXEDmGKp43J7zqgG3yL3gfaHBK1uGNUsvgrwxesdzbvvOVMYGc51WbsbbvNb19OTUoXJ0GfW6IJ3HZCfG1MoZ-mss1Xa87nz-PtZ5-o2A/s220/In_the_Shadows___Lonely_Wolf_by_darkelements.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2VHNcX3n7zLahwZnB9W-oVx3aKnpoLaGvOaqvT_NEBi4qftQhN3_31uHri3fILRqrCszmOlvF9iA8On7esnKlCvPa_5etGpbN7NtoctI1yIoIq1KMmg8XPig2NyiQCjKjs012OrFToXjS/s72-c/What2Bring.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2411196354682393087.post-3597339623127832904</id><published>2011-07-03T01:37:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-07-03T01:37:01.231+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Now its really a pain in the ass</title><content type='html'>ok, i admit that i seldom to read the latest headlines&lt;br /&gt;
either the headlines are from UK, or m&#39;sia&lt;br /&gt;
i know that it is a responsibility, in term of being a grown up&lt;br /&gt;
but for me&lt;br /&gt;
it is really a pain in the ass&lt;br /&gt;
or more politely&lt;br /&gt;
Can I give you a ladder? So that you can get off from my back&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
well, if there are something really, seriously, dead seriously emergencies&lt;br /&gt;
everyone will just put them on to the FB&lt;br /&gt;
so i still using &quot;seldom&quot; instead of &quot;never&quot; at the first place&lt;br /&gt;
otherwise, I will just ignore everything that does&#39;t have a direct effect on me&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
more nonsense things&lt;br /&gt;
well, the solitude isn&#39;t a healthy living style&lt;br /&gt;
furthermore, solitude during summer vacation&lt;br /&gt;
I don&#39;t mind holidays, but i hate living alone during holidays&lt;br /&gt;
it just a waste on my time&lt;br /&gt;
well, more part time jobs then....&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
then again&lt;br /&gt;
i am leaving this house soon&lt;br /&gt;
7th of June&lt;br /&gt;
this is the date that i move out from this bloody house&lt;br /&gt;
no more limitation on internet connections&lt;br /&gt;
and i can enjoy some longing MMORPGs that I want to play&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
oh, there is one more thing that picked my emotions again&lt;br /&gt;
it is about the birthdays issue&lt;br /&gt;
well, it is a common occasions that people having birthday party in restaurants&lt;br /&gt;
so there are no exceptions in the restaurant that i an working too&lt;br /&gt;
and the cakes always surprise me&lt;br /&gt;
what can i say to those fancy cakes?&lt;br /&gt;
spoiled brats? XD&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;and due to some special circumstances&lt;br /&gt;
(for most of the times, i am been bullied)&lt;br /&gt;
I am always is the one that handle to cakes to the tables&lt;br /&gt;
then I was wondering&lt;br /&gt;
what will my friends here do during my birthday?&lt;br /&gt;
well, I&#39;ll be lying if I say I don&#39;t want and don&#39;t like any surprises&lt;br /&gt;
but when&amp;nbsp;some of my friends asked me questions regarding my birthday&lt;br /&gt;
frankly speaking, I don&#39;t know how to answer these questions&lt;br /&gt;
some times, i just said, whatever you like, with my physical mouth&lt;br /&gt;
but my inner self say different&lt;br /&gt;
the answer is of course, &quot;well, surprise me!!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
something like that&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
well, it seems that the time flew again&lt;br /&gt;
i was thinking that kill some times with game while waiting my hair is dry then hit the sack&lt;br /&gt;
but is post is long enough to let the hair dry, short enough to keep me maintaining the sleepiness..&lt;br /&gt;
well, that&#39;s that, and happy birthday to everyone</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesofteenager.blogspot.com/feeds/3597339623127832904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://talesofteenager.blogspot.com/2011/07/now-its-really-pain-in-ass.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2411196354682393087/posts/default/3597339623127832904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2411196354682393087/posts/default/3597339623127832904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesofteenager.blogspot.com/2011/07/now-its-really-pain-in-ass.html' title='Now its really a pain in the ass'/><author><name>Axel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14132952400456938661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkqQs2IFZPLOaOFG__GVC-pdXEDmGKp43J7zqgG3yL3gfaHBK1uGNUsvgrwxesdzbvvOVMYGc51WbsbbvNb19OTUoXJ0GfW6IJ3HZCfG1MoZ-mss1Xa87nz-PtZ5-o2A/s220/In_the_Shadows___Lonely_Wolf_by_darkelements.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTycq-kE6K7d7qrqySTypJc9T3w8mPPaepNGY4BlLdfuRSLNjmvCiFa2OkS6OpYDDMJp99Pb6nmryf3MWqaIi_kHBBCX6aZC9OsXLN0mLVx3v-5rE8CFEAZdDB7GN6x7go2C5KEHSCodaZ/s72-c/White+cream+birthday+cake+with+chocolate+and+fresh+fruit.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>