<?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-5560320696982697327</id><updated>2012-01-05T19:52:43.520-08:00</updated><category term=':D'/><title type='text'>My little corner</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diinoducky.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560320696982697327/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diinoducky.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>DinoDucky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12040899772461523078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lPKENR4UMNI/Sa0unWCu8iI/AAAAAAAAAAg/rwl4b8nIhpQ/S220/Old+Pic.bmp'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>10</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5560320696982697327.post-7179395704236832542</id><published>2011-12-28T03:00:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T03:00:43.856-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Someone&amp;apos;s most awkward moment..</title><content type='html'>There was once I remembered few month ago while i went to crabbing, and went to macdonald to buy food, I went to toilet first then after peeing washing hand, all  of sudden a terrible smell diffused, and some of the ladies in the toilet I bet have the same feeling as me, thinking who the hell doing big businesses. And then apparently the lady whom gave out dump bomb yell for help, she said, erm anyone out there can you give me a pack of toilet cuz there's none in here. I think that's was the most awkward situation anyone ever had. So one of the toilet user insert 20c in the machine and passed her the pack of tissue. She was so grateful because the toilet user saved her life! If not she could be trap in toulet whole while.. And so, I went out...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5560320696982697327-7179395704236832542?l=diinoducky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diinoducky.blogspot.com/feeds/7179395704236832542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://diinoducky.blogspot.com/2011/12/someone-most-awkward-moment.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560320696982697327/posts/default/7179395704236832542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560320696982697327/posts/default/7179395704236832542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diinoducky.blogspot.com/2011/12/someone-most-awkward-moment.html' title='Someone&amp;amp;apos;s most awkward moment..'/><author><name>DinoDucky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12040899772461523078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lPKENR4UMNI/Sa0unWCu8iI/AAAAAAAAAAg/rwl4b8nIhpQ/S220/Old+Pic.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5560320696982697327.post-8704109163176641366</id><published>2011-12-19T02:12:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T02:14:47.281-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It&amp;apos;s the finally...</title><content type='html'>Finally I enrolled for motorbike and I'm going to a 8hrs straight theory lesson and test the next day! I'm so happy. I feel it's cool to have a driving license. My target to passed within 5-6months then can ride my sister to school or bring my mom go anywhere. Weeee! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally my company recruited my replacement, and so I can happily take my bonus and leave that place! Weeee! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-mToSQ3_8bEg/Tu8OlU82NhI/AAAAAAAABZA/l3wOXSQH4bA/s640/blogger-image-1921282798.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-mToSQ3_8bEg/Tu8OlU82NhI/AAAAAAAABZA/l3wOXSQH4bA/s640/blogger-image-1921282798.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5560320696982697327-8704109163176641366?l=diinoducky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diinoducky.blogspot.com/feeds/8704109163176641366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://diinoducky.blogspot.com/2011/12/it-finally.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560320696982697327/posts/default/8704109163176641366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560320696982697327/posts/default/8704109163176641366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diinoducky.blogspot.com/2011/12/it-finally.html' title='It&amp;amp;apos;s the finally...'/><author><name>DinoDucky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12040899772461523078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lPKENR4UMNI/Sa0unWCu8iI/AAAAAAAAAAg/rwl4b8nIhpQ/S220/Old+Pic.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-mToSQ3_8bEg/Tu8OlU82NhI/AAAAAAAABZA/l3wOXSQH4bA/s72-c/blogger-image-1921282798.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5560320696982697327.post-6766138561432044416</id><published>2011-12-05T20:34:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T20:34:04.962-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday at least I make a great move by answering back my boss. Because I'm going overseas on this wed and I took off for 3days straight, so I guess he's not happy but I don't care. I submitted the leave form like 1 month ago and 2 days before I go on holiday then he approved. Luckily i book it earlier if not that would be last min holiday and the tour might not approve it. Then he doubt me by asking me stupid question such as, how many leaves you left? (when I never even take leave before) , when you start working? (when I'm his employee and he didn't even take note; Still have the cheek to doubt the date I join; when I already written on top of the paper so big he cannot see is it!); when you being a confirm staff( when that is also he the one who confirm me) &lt;br /&gt;Whatever it is he's very nonsense. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom keep telling me forgive him for whatever he do cuz he old already always forget this and that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5560320696982697327-6766138561432044416?l=diinoducky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diinoducky.blogspot.com/feeds/6766138561432044416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://diinoducky.blogspot.com/2011/12/yesterday-at-least-i-make-great-move-by.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560320696982697327/posts/default/6766138561432044416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560320696982697327/posts/default/6766138561432044416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diinoducky.blogspot.com/2011/12/yesterday-at-least-i-make-great-move-by.html' title=''/><author><name>DinoDucky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12040899772461523078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lPKENR4UMNI/Sa0unWCu8iI/AAAAAAAAAAg/rwl4b8nIhpQ/S220/Old+Pic.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5560320696982697327.post-4950440895321843691</id><published>2011-11-29T04:35:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T04:35:58.734-08:00</updated><title type='text'>About a hateful day...</title><content type='html'>Today I got into a bad sbs bus driver whom make my friend wasted his $2.90 for a $1.90 by cash payment or $1.61 by ezlink. When I got up the bus, I told the uncle to wait as I couldn't find my card, then after like 5sec my friend whom was waiting for other bus at same bus stop walk up the bus and throw in 90cents which I then ask the driver how much to tampines.  Then I ask the driver to close the door move on first but he didn't listen, so my friend got up the bus again and throw in $2 note(which was hanging top of the coin dispenser), then I ask driver to wait as its too much for a trip, but he just ask me to take my tix and go. What a ridiculous person. And just about 3 stops later I see him show hand sign to the other vehicle on road whom didn't give way to his bus. I was not happy, wanted to complain about him to sbs, but second thoughts, he might be fired(idk) and he might still need this job to feed the kids and most importantly this dec he is getting a bonus. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking about how unhappy I am today in office, that ah choo(nick that i give which he dk - my boss as he always sneeze so loudly) make me sick of looking at him again, he pass me the appraisal form and ask me to rate myself. What a bullshit, I told him you supposed to rate us and comment and tell us why you give it that way, then he blabber blabber and said from his past working experienced with the MNCs blablabla, this is how the way he done. What a bullshit ass. Then I wiki-ed it and it state appraisal is done by employee's corresponds supervisor. So I don't know why he bullass about his prev MNCs jobs and I don't care what he say. What ever he do just make me sick of him and hate him so much. I rated my communication 2/5 then I said I seldom talk but I communicates with customers well. Actually the truth is, he is the only one that I don't talk with, every time he went outside the office, I will open up mouth start chatting with my co workers. Just the moment he opens that door, my &lt;br /&gt;mouth will be zip so tightly as if I put a super glue. And my face will me back to that no-expression-black-face. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;Will talk more about that hateful ah choo. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5560320696982697327-4950440895321843691?l=diinoducky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diinoducky.blogspot.com/feeds/4950440895321843691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://diinoducky.blogspot.com/2011/11/about-hateful-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560320696982697327/posts/default/4950440895321843691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560320696982697327/posts/default/4950440895321843691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diinoducky.blogspot.com/2011/11/about-hateful-day.html' title='About a hateful day...'/><author><name>DinoDucky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12040899772461523078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lPKENR4UMNI/Sa0unWCu8iI/AAAAAAAAAAg/rwl4b8nIhpQ/S220/Old+Pic.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5560320696982697327.post-5292771097292060882</id><published>2011-11-27T20:17:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-27T20:17:44.215-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I miss having full of activities on weekdays</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-igcn1ol7Keg/TtMLZvO0MgI/AAAAAAAABY4/pDBqpdraG48/s640/blogger-image-463381649.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-igcn1ol7Keg/TtMLZvO0MgI/AAAAAAAABY4/pDBqpdraG48/s640/blogger-image-463381649.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5560320696982697327-5292771097292060882?l=diinoducky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diinoducky.blogspot.com/feeds/5292771097292060882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://diinoducky.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-miss-having-full-of-activities-on.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560320696982697327/posts/default/5292771097292060882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560320696982697327/posts/default/5292771097292060882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diinoducky.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-miss-having-full-of-activities-on.html' title='I miss having full of activities on weekdays'/><author><name>DinoDucky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12040899772461523078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lPKENR4UMNI/Sa0unWCu8iI/AAAAAAAAAAg/rwl4b8nIhpQ/S220/Old+Pic.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-igcn1ol7Keg/TtMLZvO0MgI/AAAAAAAABY4/pDBqpdraG48/s72-c/blogger-image-463381649.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5560320696982697327.post-3030670395146513098</id><published>2011-11-27T20:04:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-27T20:04:01.120-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a day!</title><content type='html'>Today woke up early in the morning, went to take mrt to parklane to redeem the travel voucher, went in the building it smell like strong shit smoking smell, as if it feel like when I went to Thailand few years ago staying at the cheap hotel. Back to topic, after I went in to the office, the receptionist was sorta arguing with another agency. So I was like waited for 15min, then he serve me. Then he said I need to send him a email for passport detail and all. But why didn't he say earlier so I could bring whatever he need. what a wasted trip. So after saying 'ok' to him I just walk off the door, was not happy buy I didn't show it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I went off to other place, upon reaching I went to the wrong exit, idk what there's so many exit in farrer park which make me so confused. Exit C-F is towards race cross road, so I was confused so walk super far to almost all exit. Then I suddenly recall that I should exit B side, after walking to far then I realized. &lt;br /&gt;Haiz.... &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5560320696982697327-3030670395146513098?l=diinoducky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diinoducky.blogspot.com/feeds/3030670395146513098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://diinoducky.blogspot.com/2011/11/what-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560320696982697327/posts/default/3030670395146513098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560320696982697327/posts/default/3030670395146513098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diinoducky.blogspot.com/2011/11/what-day.html' title='What a day!'/><author><name>DinoDucky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12040899772461523078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lPKENR4UMNI/Sa0unWCu8iI/AAAAAAAAAAg/rwl4b8nIhpQ/S220/Old+Pic.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5560320696982697327.post-746764746975265075</id><published>2011-11-11T08:32:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T08:32:01.076-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My bf at my house playing maple nw</title><content type='html'>Zzz .. Idk why would anyone play maple even. They are in the 20s, for me I don't really enjoy playing games. I mean I do but the maximum I think it's just 1hr. If not my eye will b super painful. I enjoy games but I'm not addicted to it :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to do now, mom busy watching her cooking show, I'm like trying the new abs machine.. Heheh &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off.. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5560320696982697327-746764746975265075?l=diinoducky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diinoducky.blogspot.com/feeds/746764746975265075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://diinoducky.blogspot.com/2011/11/my-bf-at-my-house-playing-maple-nw.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560320696982697327/posts/default/746764746975265075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560320696982697327/posts/default/746764746975265075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diinoducky.blogspot.com/2011/11/my-bf-at-my-house-playing-maple-nw.html' title='My bf at my house playing maple nw'/><author><name>DinoDucky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12040899772461523078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lPKENR4UMNI/Sa0unWCu8iI/AAAAAAAAAAg/rwl4b8nIhpQ/S220/Old+Pic.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5560320696982697327.post-6881422869973469944</id><published>2011-11-11T02:22:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T02:22:32.629-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':D'/><title type='text'>What a beautiful day ~</title><content type='html'>Today, my second trial trying jailbreaking but failed again. But I roughly know how it go about but just troubled on how to go into DFU mode... &lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-8C9hoTfZq7s/Trz3Z7uJu4I/AAAAAAAABYw/sEjcCs8Atdw/s640/blogger-image-38042159.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-8C9hoTfZq7s/Trz3Z7uJu4I/AAAAAAAABYw/sEjcCs8Atdw/s640/blogger-image-38042159.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5560320696982697327-6881422869973469944?l=diinoducky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diinoducky.blogspot.com/feeds/6881422869973469944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://diinoducky.blogspot.com/2011/11/what-beautiful-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560320696982697327/posts/default/6881422869973469944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560320696982697327/posts/default/6881422869973469944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diinoducky.blogspot.com/2011/11/what-beautiful-day.html' title='What a beautiful day ~'/><author><name>DinoDucky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12040899772461523078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lPKENR4UMNI/Sa0unWCu8iI/AAAAAAAAAAg/rwl4b8nIhpQ/S220/Old+Pic.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-8C9hoTfZq7s/Trz3Z7uJu4I/AAAAAAAABYw/sEjcCs8Atdw/s72-c/blogger-image-38042159.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5560320696982697327.post-6795799848158593681</id><published>2011-10-03T22:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T22:37:09.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MIO Home!!</title><content type='html'>Finally signed up for a mio home package with include the home tel line in and outing going unlimited. even though most of the time im not at home using. Most of the time is my mom chatting with her best friend,i  auntie sally. The sales person actually went up to my house and my mom actually invited him in of a cup for coffee. After discussing and explaining to my mom about the plan, she finally signed the paper. But the salesman did not give any definate information on when they will install it. One day after my uncle called said theres broadband stick with additional 10 bucks then we went to tm singtel and ask about it, it was counter 15 a young man serving me, when i asked about the broadband stick he said because the salesman ytd did not fax and submit the form so theres no record yet for our mio contract. Then we asked him how and he talk to his manager for awhile and gave me reply that why not we sign the contract now at singtel branch and they could actually give us the broadband stick, which seem a good deal for us. Moreover we dont have to wait for the salesman to confirm with us with the date as the singtel guy can provide me with a installation date which is 1mth from nw. So he suggest we just ignore the salesman deal no matter what if not we will get double charge for the bill. Its abit confusing for me to say in words nw.. Anyway applied for fibre optic opennet ingterne. Cant wait to experience the fast internet on 8th nov!..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5560320696982697327-6795799848158593681?l=diinoducky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diinoducky.blogspot.com/feeds/6795799848158593681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://diinoducky.blogspot.com/2011/10/mio-home.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560320696982697327/posts/default/6795799848158593681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560320696982697327/posts/default/6795799848158593681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diinoducky.blogspot.com/2011/10/mio-home.html' title='MIO Home!!'/><author><name>DinoDucky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12040899772461523078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lPKENR4UMNI/Sa0unWCu8iI/AAAAAAAAAAg/rwl4b8nIhpQ/S220/Old+Pic.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5560320696982697327.post-3667588429068599244</id><published>2011-08-18T23:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-18T23:51:07.447-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In my office now</title><content type='html'>Out of the sudden urge feel like blogging, and so i retrieved the link but the past postings are all gone. Now im just a working adult full time office job, some of my friends might not know that. Life at work is as boring as staring at the wall whole day while trying to find something to do but couldn't. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people might already remind or warn me for not making the decision that i made previously, yes i do regret now but not entirely. For that decision i made at least i can buy most of the things my closest ones want. Satisfaction for them but not me. I wonder, 10 years old the road do i still want to live the way i've been now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im always full of thoughts of why things hasn't gone good enough for me. I wish time could reverse and i might be doing much better now. At work isn't the image i imagine when im studying. In here i hate most of the things. The timing, their system, the management really suck. Some of the things that we dont wanna do are force like for birthday event and stuff. I rather go back home and sleep or stare at my room's wall. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5560320696982697327-3667588429068599244?l=diinoducky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diinoducky.blogspot.com/feeds/3667588429068599244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://diinoducky.blogspot.com/2011/08/in-my-office-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560320696982697327/posts/default/3667588429068599244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560320696982697327/posts/default/3667588429068599244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diinoducky.blogspot.com/2011/08/in-my-office-now.html' title='In my office now'/><author><name>DinoDucky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12040899772461523078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lPKENR4UMNI/Sa0unWCu8iI/AAAAAAAAAAg/rwl4b8nIhpQ/S220/Old+Pic.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
