<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183122632393024200</id><updated>2011-08-02T00:31:59.392+08:00</updated><category term='S'/><title type='text'>So Be It</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenpromis3s.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183122632393024200/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenpromis3s.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Javin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13500699589765256031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0vEpwvGTTgs/S13YOr-EzsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/0wLLpDX3SSA/S220/kx.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>17</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183122632393024200.post-3562747428320199719</id><published>2010-05-15T09:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T09:23:33.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Someone ask me to update...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="post-header"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Haven't been updating my blog for such a long time because i was really busy since the last time i post things here... Just got myself a PSP last week, and i'm really enjoying it very much... Though the fever for IRON MAN 2 is gone, just got to watch it yesterday due to my unit's cohesion, i did not go watch when it came out because i was awaiting this cohesion. Overall, this show is pretty not bad, though the fighting scenes are little short, because i was expecting more fighting scenes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9183122632393024200-3562747428320199719?l=brokenpromis3s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenpromis3s.blogspot.com/feeds/3562747428320199719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brokenpromis3s.blogspot.com/2010/05/someone-ask-me-to-update.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183122632393024200/posts/default/3562747428320199719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183122632393024200/posts/default/3562747428320199719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenpromis3s.blogspot.com/2010/05/someone-ask-me-to-update.html' title='Someone ask me to update...'/><author><name>Javin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13500699589765256031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0vEpwvGTTgs/S13YOr-EzsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/0wLLpDX3SSA/S220/kx.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183122632393024200.post-6460325420356844591</id><published>2010-03-19T20:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T20:20:59.225+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Regret...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I really regretted for what i did. However, am i worth the forgiveness? Seriously no idea, i'd start the game, the ball is now in your court, you make the decision, just hope that you don't drag too long to make your decision. I really need your support... Please...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9183122632393024200-6460325420356844591?l=brokenpromis3s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenpromis3s.blogspot.com/feeds/6460325420356844591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brokenpromis3s.blogspot.com/2010/03/regret.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183122632393024200/posts/default/6460325420356844591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183122632393024200/posts/default/6460325420356844591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenpromis3s.blogspot.com/2010/03/regret.html' title='Regret...'/><author><name>Javin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13500699589765256031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0vEpwvGTTgs/S13YOr-EzsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/0wLLpDX3SSA/S220/kx.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183122632393024200.post-6756752005681596901</id><published>2010-02-28T08:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T09:02:29.841+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lesson learned</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;I really don't understand myself, why did I do things that I knew I might regret? I really hurt someone who love me so much(don't worry, it's not my girlfriend), he's someone who is very important in my life, whom gave me so much encouragement whenever I feel down and lousy. He's really someone who I can't find any fault with at all, but I still hurt him. I'm really sorry for what I did, if you happen to know who I am talking about, please let the person know and ask him to read this post. I had a MSN chat with him yesterday, we talked about things, it was only till yesterday that I know that i hurt him so much that he lost confidence in me already. However, he asked me to give him time to think it over, whether or not to forgive me. I will wait, no matter how long you take to think, I hurt you, it's now for me to take the punishment of awaiting. I learned my lesson already, as a big brother, instead of sharing your burden and problems I added on to yours. Now i deeply regretted, please forgive me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9183122632393024200-6756752005681596901?l=brokenpromis3s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenpromis3s.blogspot.com/feeds/6756752005681596901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brokenpromis3s.blogspot.com/2010/02/lesson-learned.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183122632393024200/posts/default/6756752005681596901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183122632393024200/posts/default/6756752005681596901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenpromis3s.blogspot.com/2010/02/lesson-learned.html' title='Lesson learned'/><author><name>Javin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13500699589765256031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0vEpwvGTTgs/S13YOr-EzsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/0wLLpDX3SSA/S220/kx.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183122632393024200.post-1678487697233433717</id><published>2010-02-27T00:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T00:25:14.151+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Story to share</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;It will take just 37 seconds to read this and change your thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two men, both seriously ill, occupied the same hospital room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One man was allowed to sit up in his bed for an hour each afternoon to help drain the fluid from his lungs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His bed was next to the room's only window.&lt;br /&gt;The other man had to spend all his time flat on his back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The men talked for hours on end.&lt;br /&gt;They spoke of their wives and families, their homes, their jobs, their involvement in the military service, where they had been on vacation.&lt;br /&gt;Every afternoon, when the man in the bed by the window could sit up, he would pass the time by describing to his roommate all the things he could see outside the window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man in the other bed began to live for those one hour periods where his world would be broadened and enlivened by all the activity and colour of the world outside.&lt;br /&gt;The window overlooked a park with a lovely lake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ducks and swans played on the water while children sailed their model boats.. Young lovers walked arm in arm amidst flowers of every colour and a fine view of the city skyline could be seen in the distance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the man by the window described all this in exquisite details, the man on the other side of the room would close his eyes and imagine this picturesque scene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One warm afternoon, the man by the window described a parade passing by.&lt;br /&gt;Although the other man could not hear the band - he could see it in his mind's eye as the gentleman by the window portrayed it with descriptive words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Days, weeks and months passed.&lt;br /&gt;One morning, the day nurse arrived to bring water for their baths only to find the lifeless body of the man by the window, who had died peacefully in his sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was saddened and called the hospital attendants to take the body away.&lt;br /&gt;As soon as it seemed appropriate, the other man asked if he could be moved next to the window. The nurse was happy to make the switch, and after making sure he was comfortable, she left him alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slowly, painfully, he propped himself up on one elbow to take his first look at the real world outside.He strained to slowly turn to look out the window besides the bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It faced a blank wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man asked the nurse what could have compelled his deceased roommate who had described such wonderful things outside this window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nurse responded that the man was blind and could not even see the wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said, 'Perhaps he just wanted to encourage you.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9183122632393024200-1678487697233433717?l=brokenpromis3s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenpromis3s.blogspot.com/feeds/1678487697233433717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brokenpromis3s.blogspot.com/2010/02/story-to-share.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183122632393024200/posts/default/1678487697233433717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183122632393024200/posts/default/1678487697233433717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenpromis3s.blogspot.com/2010/02/story-to-share.html' title='Story to share'/><author><name>Javin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13500699589765256031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0vEpwvGTTgs/S13YOr-EzsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/0wLLpDX3SSA/S220/kx.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183122632393024200.post-8234207610941027509</id><published>2010-02-25T23:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T23:28:54.034+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hurt</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;I just hurt someone's heart recently, that person is very nice to me and yet, I hurt that person's heart. Why am I like this, hurting someone's heart when that person is so nice and important to me? I'm now worried that if he doesn't forgive me, I've been sms-ing him, trying to gain back the trust, but it seems unfruitful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;because the mutual trust had been betrayed. I broke my promises time and again, I'm actually quite happy that he still continue to sms me, but what I want is to be back to those days before. Hopefully he can forgive me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9183122632393024200-8234207610941027509?l=brokenpromis3s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenpromis3s.blogspot.com/feeds/8234207610941027509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brokenpromis3s.blogspot.com/2010/02/hurt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183122632393024200/posts/default/8234207610941027509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183122632393024200/posts/default/8234207610941027509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenpromis3s.blogspot.com/2010/02/hurt.html' title='Hurt'/><author><name>Javin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13500699589765256031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0vEpwvGTTgs/S13YOr-EzsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/0wLLpDX3SSA/S220/kx.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183122632393024200.post-1587530491744569277</id><published>2010-02-15T12:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T12:21:46.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy CNY to ALL</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;CNY is finally here, waiting for so long for ang baos to be in my pocket, haha I'm a bit late to post but late is better than never, HAPPY CNY TO ALL!!! Huat ah!!! Everybody, enjoy your holidays, those who are booking tomorrow night, enjoy while it lasts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9183122632393024200-1587530491744569277?l=brokenpromis3s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenpromis3s.blogspot.com/feeds/1587530491744569277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brokenpromis3s.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-cny-to-all.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183122632393024200/posts/default/1587530491744569277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183122632393024200/posts/default/1587530491744569277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenpromis3s.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-cny-to-all.html' title='Happy CNY to ALL'/><author><name>Javin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13500699589765256031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0vEpwvGTTgs/S13YOr-EzsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/0wLLpDX3SSA/S220/kx.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183122632393024200.post-2431145340812938328</id><published>2010-02-09T20:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T20:38:43.598+08:00</updated><title type='text'>坏人</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;你是好人也是个&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;坏人&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;对我坦承只为了朝他狂奔&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;不能放任所以放了&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;这点痛我还能忍&lt;br /&gt;This lyrics seem very simple on the surface but deeply, if you have been through some tribulations in love, you will see the deep meaning in depth. Actually I got nothing to talk about today, just a bit tired after a day's work, reading manga now, using facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9183122632393024200-2431145340812938328?l=brokenpromis3s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenpromis3s.blogspot.com/feeds/2431145340812938328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brokenpromis3s.blogspot.com/2010/02/this-lyrics-seem-very-simple-on-surface.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183122632393024200/posts/default/2431145340812938328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183122632393024200/posts/default/2431145340812938328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenpromis3s.blogspot.com/2010/02/this-lyrics-seem-very-simple-on-surface.html' title='坏人'/><author><name>Javin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13500699589765256031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0vEpwvGTTgs/S13YOr-EzsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/0wLLpDX3SSA/S220/kx.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183122632393024200.post-3614882691075750871</id><published>2010-02-07T06:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T06:07:00.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mood</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Simply not in the mood to post anything, simply not in the mood to celebrate CNY too...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9183122632393024200-3614882691075750871?l=brokenpromis3s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenpromis3s.blogspot.com/feeds/3614882691075750871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brokenpromis3s.blogspot.com/2010/02/mood.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183122632393024200/posts/default/3614882691075750871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183122632393024200/posts/default/3614882691075750871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenpromis3s.blogspot.com/2010/02/mood.html' title='Mood'/><author><name>Javin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13500699589765256031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0vEpwvGTTgs/S13YOr-EzsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/0wLLpDX3SSA/S220/kx.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183122632393024200.post-5405659447483307122</id><published>2010-02-04T00:57:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T01:13:17.651+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Managing anger</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Seriously, my temper is giving me a lot of trouble, I really hope that i can curb it but seems that I can never do it. Why do I lose my temper so easily? Are there any ways that I can try to use it to curb it? Maybe I should go for courses/psychiatrist for anger management, or else, this will be the obstacle obstructing me from moving on. What my brother(BangZheng) said to me is quite true: you can't always put you unhappiness in your heart, even if you don't show it, psychologically it's still in there and will be obstructing you.&lt;br /&gt;Talking about changing it is so simple but to actually doing it is damn hard, I was thinking true the whole night(that's why I haven't sleep yet), do people have more negative comments or positive ones toward me? Although some people say that: it's you life, why should you care about how people think about you, sometimes in life you still need to listen a bit(advices) from people, because what they said might be true but just that you didn't realize at all. I think that will be all for tonight, need to sleep, else can't wake up tomorrow morning for breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;"Trying to change, changing to try"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9183122632393024200-5405659447483307122?l=brokenpromis3s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenpromis3s.blogspot.com/feeds/5405659447483307122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brokenpromis3s.blogspot.com/2010/02/managing-anger.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183122632393024200/posts/default/5405659447483307122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183122632393024200/posts/default/5405659447483307122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenpromis3s.blogspot.com/2010/02/managing-anger.html' title='Managing anger'/><author><name>Javin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13500699589765256031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0vEpwvGTTgs/S13YOr-EzsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/0wLLpDX3SSA/S220/kx.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183122632393024200.post-9055552416559536868</id><published>2010-02-01T22:22:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T22:28:48.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dragging on</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I really don't understand, why are my parents taking so long to get down to it? They have decided to divorce since last year but till now, they haven't sign the papers yet. I'm not really into the favour of them divorcing, but since they have already decided, why drag? "Get it over and done with", this was taught to me when I was in secondary school, can't they understand the simple logic:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong class="f14"&gt;&lt;span class="jc"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;长痛不如短痛&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;. If only they can undertand this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9183122632393024200-9055552416559536868?l=brokenpromis3s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenpromis3s.blogspot.com/feeds/9055552416559536868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brokenpromis3s.blogspot.com/2010/02/dragging-on.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183122632393024200/posts/default/9055552416559536868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183122632393024200/posts/default/9055552416559536868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenpromis3s.blogspot.com/2010/02/dragging-on.html' title='Dragging on'/><author><name>Javin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13500699589765256031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0vEpwvGTTgs/S13YOr-EzsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/0wLLpDX3SSA/S220/kx.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183122632393024200.post-3646903487286775037</id><published>2010-02-01T00:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T00:12:12.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trust</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Trust is something you have to earn, however once you lose it, it's gone, not forever, you still can try to re-earn it but it'll be infinite times harder than you got it at first. Always learn the easy way, don't make yourself and the people arround you suffer, learning through the hard way makes you lose friends and some mutual trust between you and the other parties. In this modern society, mutual trust is something that is equally important to the water you need to drink in your daily life, because without it, you can't survive. So, always think before you want to break off all relationships with another party, because at the end of the day, you might end up the person regretting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9183122632393024200-3646903487286775037?l=brokenpromis3s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenpromis3s.blogspot.com/feeds/3646903487286775037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brokenpromis3s.blogspot.com/2010/02/trust.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183122632393024200/posts/default/3646903487286775037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183122632393024200/posts/default/3646903487286775037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenpromis3s.blogspot.com/2010/02/trust.html' title='Trust'/><author><name>Javin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13500699589765256031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0vEpwvGTTgs/S13YOr-EzsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/0wLLpDX3SSA/S220/kx.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183122632393024200.post-7761482752264394739</id><published>2010-01-30T21:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T21:34:18.528+08:00</updated><title type='text'>48 hours duty...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;It's saturday, and I'm stucked in the medical center, doing duty since Friday morning, a bit shag, whole day watching tv shows, use computer, facebook, etc. Tomorrow morning book out but booking in tomorrow night too, haiz, what to do. I offered my help so that Kunalan can go for his Thaipusam thing, helping friends is okay, ya, so...&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to say le, hope to curb my temper and not get moody so easily. Good night to the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9183122632393024200-7761482752264394739?l=brokenpromis3s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenpromis3s.blogspot.com/feeds/7761482752264394739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brokenpromis3s.blogspot.com/2010/01/48-hours-duty.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183122632393024200/posts/default/7761482752264394739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183122632393024200/posts/default/7761482752264394739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenpromis3s.blogspot.com/2010/01/48-hours-duty.html' title='48 hours duty...'/><author><name>Javin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13500699589765256031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0vEpwvGTTgs/S13YOr-EzsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/0wLLpDX3SSA/S220/kx.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183122632393024200.post-2162176839073095177</id><published>2010-01-30T00:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T00:31:10.595+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A peaceful Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Friday, originally a book out day for all but except for me because I'm doing 48 hours duty, it's okay because someone swapped duty with me due to his Thaipusam thing that he's involved in. At least, it was a peaceful friday, that nothing happened at all, except for some things that were needed to be done. Tomorrow will still be in the medical center, doing duty till sunday morning and book out, booking on the same day itself.&lt;br /&gt;Next month's schedule is out, not much things for me, at least I don't have any medical coverage to do, lots of duty though. That's all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9183122632393024200-2162176839073095177?l=brokenpromis3s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenpromis3s.blogspot.com/feeds/2162176839073095177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brokenpromis3s.blogspot.com/2010/01/peaceful-friday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183122632393024200/posts/default/2162176839073095177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183122632393024200/posts/default/2162176839073095177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenpromis3s.blogspot.com/2010/01/peaceful-friday.html' title='A peaceful Friday'/><author><name>Javin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13500699589765256031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0vEpwvGTTgs/S13YOr-EzsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/0wLLpDX3SSA/S220/kx.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183122632393024200.post-4597820220008224138</id><published>2010-01-28T22:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T22:16:34.818+08:00</updated><title type='text'>At least it's a normal day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Having so much shit work throughout the first 3 days of the week, finally it's peace today. Nothing much happen today, my senior medic came today and ask me to sign the clearance form for him under the column "Store IC". What the heck, I haven't officially take over from Roy yet. Looks like the life from now on in medical center will be hell for me. Enough said, just want to finish the remaining &lt; 1 year and fuck off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9183122632393024200-4597820220008224138?l=brokenpromis3s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenpromis3s.blogspot.com/feeds/4597820220008224138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brokenpromis3s.blogspot.com/2010/01/at-least-its-normal-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183122632393024200/posts/default/4597820220008224138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183122632393024200/posts/default/4597820220008224138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenpromis3s.blogspot.com/2010/01/at-least-its-normal-day.html' title='At least it&apos;s a normal day'/><author><name>Javin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13500699589765256031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0vEpwvGTTgs/S13YOr-EzsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/0wLLpDX3SSA/S220/kx.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183122632393024200.post-469879405799295265</id><published>2010-01-27T18:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T19:04:41.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a Wednesday?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Maybe i shouldn't talk so much about what happened today lest something happen to me again, still, I've to vent my anger through the blog.Yesterday, at around 1600hours, Dr Anonymous changed his I-net computer's password so that no one can use it except for himself and his unit's medic. However, someone went and tried to log in to his computer and got the computer logged out. Unable to find out who the culprit is, he wanted to confine eveyone who were around after 1700hours. So, I was damn pissed off the whole of this afternoon. I wonder who is the guy who wanted to sabotage the whole Medical Center?&lt;br /&gt;Mystery still unsolved...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9183122632393024200-469879405799295265?l=brokenpromis3s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenpromis3s.blogspot.com/feeds/469879405799295265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brokenpromis3s.blogspot.com/2010/01/what-wednesday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183122632393024200/posts/default/469879405799295265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183122632393024200/posts/default/469879405799295265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenpromis3s.blogspot.com/2010/01/what-wednesday.html' title='What a Wednesday?'/><author><name>Javin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13500699589765256031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0vEpwvGTTgs/S13YOr-EzsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/0wLLpDX3SSA/S220/kx.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183122632393024200.post-2797448271536745790</id><published>2010-01-26T19:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T19:50:55.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What the hell!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thought with monday gone, tuesday might be a better day, but it seems that this week, bad luck is pursuing me. Today, woke up after a short sleep after sending patient to TAB, P1 manning got activated, and I had to go to camp lll for a stupid random check by some high rank personnel. Needless to say, the result is ridiculously bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tried to call my didi, but his phone was switched off, quite worried about him, don't know what might happen to him. He sms-ed me that day saying he had to cover for his platoon mates because they were on sick leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall end the night early, good night to the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9183122632393024200-2797448271536745790?l=brokenpromis3s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenpromis3s.blogspot.com/feeds/2797448271536745790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brokenpromis3s.blogspot.com/2010/01/what-hell.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183122632393024200/posts/default/2797448271536745790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183122632393024200/posts/default/2797448271536745790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenpromis3s.blogspot.com/2010/01/what-hell.html' title='What the hell!!!'/><author><name>Javin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13500699589765256031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0vEpwvGTTgs/S13YOr-EzsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/0wLLpDX3SSA/S220/kx.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183122632393024200.post-3286095995578530991</id><published>2010-01-25T23:39:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T02:15:21.225+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='S'/><title type='text'>Irritating Monday Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;It's really the freakiest monday in my whole &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;fucking&lt;/span&gt; life, doing medical cover in the morning, had to carry the standard stores to the main gate, even the RP ask me why was i doing at the main gate with all my medical cover stores. I couldn't answer them man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing, i helped Stanford to take over his duty because he has got outfield early in the morning tomorrow. The &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;fucking&lt;/span&gt; problem is: DM1(Roy) got Gabriel to take over his duty and i, taking over Stanford as DM2, the outcome is the whole &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;fucking&lt;/span&gt; medical center has only one medic, and that's me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angrily to say, 2 patients called to ask for transport to TAB to report sick, what am i supposed to tell the GSOC and HQ GUARDS that there's no medic in the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;fucking&lt;/span&gt; medical center?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm someone who's very simple: you treat me well, i will treat you better; you treat me badly, i make sure you get &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;HELL&lt;/span&gt; from me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9183122632393024200-3286095995578530991?l=brokenpromis3s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenpromis3s.blogspot.com/feeds/3286095995578530991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brokenpromis3s.blogspot.com/2010/01/irritating-monday-night.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183122632393024200/posts/default/3286095995578530991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183122632393024200/posts/default/3286095995578530991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenpromis3s.blogspot.com/2010/01/irritating-monday-night.html' title='Irritating Monday Night'/><author><name>Javin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13500699589765256031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0vEpwvGTTgs/S13YOr-EzsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/0wLLpDX3SSA/S220/kx.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
