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    <title>WhateverRuLez</title>
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    <description>WhateverRuLez~there's something within that firework~</description>
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      <title>390: Christmas Party!</title>
      <link>http://ryzm.blogdrive.com/archive/407.html</link>
      <pubDate>Sun, 06 Dec 2009 23:17:53 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>&lt;P align=justify&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;This season has arrived. I know. And i've heard that phrase for a countless times already. The scent of the air has changed as well. I really don't understand how i feel but somehow, this kind of scent brings back those innocent memories i had on those days...&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P align=justify&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Happily waking up in the morning... wearing those new shirt, pants and pair of shoes. Heading to the school with a wrapped present in hand. Smiling to everyone and enjoying the time with joys and laughters. Ahhh... those are such wonderful years of innocence. LOL! It feels really good whenever i remember something like that. Well, yeah... i guess i can't really go back to those times anymore... well, ofcourse this is reality. haha!&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P align=justify&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Last night, was actually our christmas party. The first (and surely) the last christmas party that i could have enjoyed in my very first employer. But the thing is, i never went to it...&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P align=justify&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Yah! That's true... and as of this moment... this very moment that i'll be on my bed again&amp;nbsp; to sleep, i do regret that i didn't go. Grrrrrr. You know what? I'm gonna be telling you why...&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P align=justify&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;First, i really don't know why but i felt like not going... Second, I decided not to go because we're gonna be off-setting it on our day-off... and honestly speaking, that second reason technically explains it all.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P align=justify&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Though i enjoyed the night with my friends... i regreted the fact that &quot;hey! it's your very first employer... a christmas party... a once in a lifetime experience that i'll surely not gonna experience again...&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P align=justify&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Nyaks! &amp;gt;_&amp;lt; i'm off to bed. lol. gonna be sleeping now. still have work tonight. lol... mownight ^_^&lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- begin(Yahoo ad) --&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://ypn-rss.overture.com/rss/35557/364316/click/&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://ypn-rss.overture.com/rss/35557/364316/img/?url=http%3A%2F%2Fryzm.blogdrive.com%2Farchive%2F407.html&amp;amp;pid=1846251505&quot; alt=&quot;Ads by Yahoo!&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;!-- end(Yahoo ad) --&gt;</description>
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      <title>390: Christmas Party!</title>
      <link>http://ryzm.blogdrive.com/archive/408.html</link>
      <pubDate>Sun, 06 Dec 2009 23:17:53 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>&lt;P align=justify&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;This season has arrived. I know. And i've heard that phrase for a countless times already. The scent of the air has changed as well. I really don't understand how i feel but somehow, this kind of scent brings back those innocent memories i had on those days...&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P align=justify&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Happily waking up in the morning... wearing those new shirt, pants and pair of shoes. Heading to the school with a wrapped present in hand. Smiling to everyone and enjoying the time with joys and laughters. Ahhh... those are such wonderful years of innocence. LOL! It feels really good whenever i remember something like that. Well, yeah... i guess i can't really go back to those times anymore... well, ofcourse this is reality. haha!&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P align=justify&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Last night, was actually our christmas party. The first (and surely) the last christmas party that i could have enjoyed in my very first employer. But the thing is, i never went to it...&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P align=justify&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Yah! That's true... and as of this moment... this very moment that i'll be on my bed again&amp;nbsp; to sleep, i do regret that i didn't go. Grrrrrr. You know what? I'm gonna be telling you why...&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P align=justify&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;First, i really don't know why but i felt like not going... Second, I decided not to go because we're gonna be off-setting it on our day-off... and honestly speaking, that second reason technically explains it all.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P align=justify&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Though i enjoyed the night with my friends... i regreted the fact that &quot;hey! it's your very first employer... a christmas party... a once in a lifetime experience that i'll surely not gonna experience again...&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P align=justify&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Nyaks! &amp;gt;_&amp;lt; i'm off to bed. lol. gonna be sleeping now. still have work tonight. lol... mownight ^_^&lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- begin(Yahoo ad) --&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://ypn-rss.overture.com/rss/35557/364316/click/&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://ypn-rss.overture.com/rss/35557/364316/img/?url=http%3A%2F%2Fryzm.blogdrive.com%2Farchive%2F408.html&amp;amp;pid=1846251505&quot; alt=&quot;Ads by Yahoo!&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;!-- end(Yahoo ad) --&gt;</description>
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      <title>389: A Bus Ride that i wish not to have Ended...</title>
      <link>http://ryzm.blogdrive.com/archive/406.html</link>
      <pubDate>Sat, 05 Dec 2009 09:42:14 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>&lt;P align=left&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&quot;&lt;EM&gt;Nothing has really changed between us right?&quot; &lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P align=justify&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;That was what i asked myself while i was laughing so hard that moment. I couldn't believe that until now, its as if nothing has really ended with us.&amp;nbsp;Those beautiful years that i had with them haven't really ended yet. Yes, i'm so sure with these words that i say. This morning, when i got home from a very tiring day at work, i decided to go with them... I mean, hey... this'll be the very first time that we'll go out together. And so, there i was... laughing with their silly jokes and stories.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P align=justify&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;We went to an event and there, we hanged out and enjoyed our time together,. I really enjoyed the day despite the weakness and sleepiness that i was feeling that time.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P align=justify&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Eventually, i was able to stand up and be energetic because of them.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P align=justify&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;On our way home, while riding that bus, i really felt something special. The bond that we have hasn't ended yet... I'm sure with it... and as long as we laugh and cry together, these beautiful days will never end...&lt;/P&gt;
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&lt;P align=justify&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Yay! I even had my first ever Logo-Making contest experience! ahahah.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- begin(Yahoo ad) --&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://ypn-rss.overture.com/rss/35557/364316/click/&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://ypn-rss.overture.com/rss/35557/364316/img/?url=http%3A%2F%2Fryzm.blogdrive.com%2Farchive%2F406.html&amp;amp;pid=1846251505&quot; alt=&quot;Ads by Yahoo!&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;!-- end(Yahoo ad) --&gt;</description>
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      <title>388: Welcome December...</title>
      <link>http://ryzm.blogdrive.com/archive/405.html</link>
      <pubDate>Tue, 01 Dec 2009 09:30:26 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>&lt;P align=center&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;This morning, as i went outside our house and looked up at that beautiful, ever-changing sky, i felt that the wind has really changed so much. Trees are swaying with it gentleness... vividly blowing a change of season...&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P align=justify&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Winter has arrived, as i've just expected.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P align=justify&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I could still remember those beautiful and innocent winter days... I found myself at the middle of a buzzling crowd of friends... tears and laughters are everywhere. Those beautiful&amp;nbsp;days have been&amp;nbsp;truly bitter-sweet parts of my life.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P align=justify&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;As the season changes, i felt like i'll change as well.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P align=justify&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I don't know why but that's how i feel right now.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P align=justify&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Again, i lived in the nights and fall asound during the days. This state of life i'm havin' right now is somewhat new... and so, i find myself struggling again. But no matter how, i really wanted to be strong. I really wanted to finish everything that i've started. I've really wanted to go to that place that i'm dreamin' of for a couple of moments.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P align=justify&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;December has arrived. A new month to face. A new battle to fight with. A new story to be told, and a new memory to have... Those past Decembers i had were just beautiful, and&amp;nbsp;i hope... and prayin' that this one will be the best so far.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P align=justify&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Here i am now, fighting to be strong once again...&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;IMG style=&quot;WIDTH: 270px; HEIGHT: 358px&quot; id=myphoto src=&quot;http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs059.snc3/14633_1260926798567_1091603632_822035_6811850_n.jpg&quot; width=304 height=465&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P align=center&gt;Merry Christmas ^_^&lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- begin(Yahoo ad) --&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://ypn-rss.overture.com/rss/35557/364316/click/&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://ypn-rss.overture.com/rss/35557/364316/img/?url=http%3A%2F%2Fryzm.blogdrive.com%2Farchive%2F405.html&amp;amp;pid=1846251505&quot; alt=&quot;Ads by Yahoo!&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;!-- end(Yahoo ad) --&gt;</description>
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      <title>387: Well...</title>
      <link>http://ryzm.blogdrive.com/archive/404.html</link>
      <pubDate>Sat, 28 Nov 2009 08:30:50 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>&lt;P align=justify&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;FONT style=&quot;BACKGROUND-COLOR: #000000&quot;&gt;Days have gone so fast, i noticed. For about a month until now, i became so thankful with all the blessings&amp;nbsp;showered&amp;nbsp;upon me. For about a month until now, i feel really glad about the changes happened to me as well. God gave me this chance to rebuild my name and prove to everyone that somehow, i can still stand up once again and be strong to whatever challenge i may have in the coming days.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P align=justify&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;FONT style=&quot;BACKGROUND-COLOR: #000000&quot;&gt;I don't really want to go back to the &quot;me&quot;&amp;nbsp;i&amp;nbsp;used&amp;nbsp;to be back&amp;nbsp;then...&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P align=justify&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;FONT style=&quot;BACKGROUND-COLOR: #000000&quot;&gt;I don't regret what happened. I don't feel ashamed at all. Those days were lessons for me... lessons that taught me not to give up easily. As of now, i could say that i enjoy my work. Though i get freaked out with some of my calls at times, i could say that it's not too painful now compared to what i felt when i first engaged myself to this kind of industry.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P align=justify&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Having these fun friends beside me... Being in this fun working environment... i guess the only thing that i could wish for is a proper sleep. Other than that, everything seems perfect as of the moment.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P align=justify&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Little by little, i've become able to love my job more than i expected it to be. I really don't know why but i feel like i've already accepted this fact. I've already face the present time... This is here... and this is now...&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P align=justify&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Somehow, there's a part of me who misses that part of my wholeness. That place that i'm supposed to live. Know what? I'm just giving myself some time to build what i've lost when i chosed the wrong&amp;nbsp; path. ..that when i found out what i've been looking for, i can go unto where my heart wants to be... &lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P align=justify&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Time is running... and i need to leave now. See yah ^_^&lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- begin(Yahoo ad) --&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://ypn-rss.overture.com/rss/35557/364316/click/&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://ypn-rss.overture.com/rss/35557/364316/img/?url=http%3A%2F%2Fryzm.blogdrive.com%2Farchive%2F404.html&amp;amp;pid=1846251505&quot; alt=&quot;Ads by Yahoo!&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;!-- end(Yahoo ad) --&gt;</description>
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      <title>386: from a scratch...</title>
      <link>http://ryzm.blogdrive.com/archive/403.html</link>
      <pubDate>Thu, 26 Nov 2009 23:50:43 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>&lt;P align=justify&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Hi there guys. How are you doin? As of me, i'm now preparing myself to sleep (hopefully... ehe). I'll be working again tonight and that means, my two-day off was about to end. So what did i do? How did i spend my restdays? I could say, i had a pretty good off these past 2 days. I slept and slept 'till the extent that i would like to... since SLEEPING is my problem since i started working again.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P align=justify&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Last wednesday, i tried something that i felt, might help in my sleeping problem. I tried to cover the window with a thick blanket to darken my room and know what? I had a pretty good 5 hour sleep that day... when i woke up, i ate my breakfast ( ??? ), then went to a nearby shopping mall, bought some bags and a shirt then went home again...&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P align=justify&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I really didn't know what i felt but i slept again around 11pm and woke up at 8:30! Wahahahahah! That's a very looooooong sleep... and in the afternoon, i slept around 3pm and woke up at 5. ..then i realized, its my turn to properly adjust my body clock once again.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P align=justify&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I decided to stay awake last night for me to sleep later...&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P align=justify&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Its like i started again from a scrath. &lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P align=justify&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I just thought that it could really help me set my sleeping time once again. Know what? Like in everything we do, like in our everyday lives... when we feel tired or sick with the way our life is, sometimes, we want to start again... to change our routines... like going back to the basics... starting back from a scratch...&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P align=justify&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Yay!&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P align=justify&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Now i'm gettin' dizzy... i guess i need to sleep now. nyahaha!&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P align=justify&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;see yah :)&lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- begin(Yahoo ad) --&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://ypn-rss.overture.com/rss/35557/364316/click/&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://ypn-rss.overture.com/rss/35557/364316/img/?url=http%3A%2F%2Fryzm.blogdrive.com%2Farchive%2F403.html&amp;amp;pid=1846251505&quot; alt=&quot;Ads by Yahoo!&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;!-- end(Yahoo ad) --&gt;</description>
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      <title>385: Sleepless Days</title>
      <link>http://ryzm.blogdrive.com/archive/402.html</link>
      <pubDate>Tue, 24 Nov 2009 08:16:24 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>&lt;P align=justify&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Hi guys. It's been really quite a while since i've posted anything on this small piece of web right? lol, anyway, how are you all doin'? As for me, i'm doin' really good. So far, i'm loving my job as well as my workmates. &lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P align=justify&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I've been enjoying for quite often these days despite of the stress that i get from time to time from those freakin' customers. haha! Anyways, the only problem that i have right now is that i couldn't sleep properly.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P align=justify&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Yeah, that's right and i ain't kidding. &lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P align=justify&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Ever since i had this new shift, i noticed that i'm having difficulties in adjusting my sleeping time with it. It's been like a week now that i'm sleeping for 2-3 hours a day and whenever i get to work, i envy those fellas who say that they had a pretty nice 8-hour long sleep ...hahaha&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P align=justify&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Too good, i'm making it 'till morning despite of this sleep lackness. lol, and know what keeps me goin'? Yay! &lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P align=justify&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Those fellas that i have around me.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P align=justify&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;They make me laugh and everything. That way, they make me awake as well. As of now, i feel so blessed and thankful just by having them at my side whenever i feel like collapsing and fall asleep. haha!&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P align=justify&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I guess that would be all for now, i need to prepare myself for another busy day... i mean, NIGHT. haha! ja :)&lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- begin(Yahoo ad) --&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://ypn-rss.overture.com/rss/35557/364316/click/&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://ypn-rss.overture.com/rss/35557/364316/img/?url=http%3A%2F%2Fryzm.blogdrive.com%2Farchive%2F402.html&amp;amp;pid=1846251505&quot; alt=&quot;Ads by Yahoo!&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;!-- end(Yahoo ad) --&gt;</description>
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      <title>384: WOAH!</title>
      <link>http://ryzm.blogdrive.com/archive/401.html</link>
      <pubDate>Sun, 15 Nov 2009 11:58:29 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>&lt;P align=justify&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;All i can feel at that moment was coldness. And when that lady entered the room, i felt tremenduosly colder. I really don't know why do i have to feel something like that but i understood well what was going on at that moment. When that lady spoke, there's something that pushed my to raise my hand. WOAH!&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P align=justify&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Yeah! I volunteered to be the first one who'll do the mock call fof the day. See? I really don't know why but i felt a sudden urge to be brave even just for a moment. So there&amp;nbsp;i was, doin' the mock call with that uber strict supervisor.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P align=justify&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I really knew it to myself that i really messed up and all i did was to ruin the account. But somehow, i managed to end my turn properly. I managed to keep smiling everytime... even if i'm gettin' difficulties with it.. I really thout that i would fail. I expected the worst... but then, when i heard my name on the list, as if i really wanted to cry.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P align=justify&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;That's the best part of it... knowing that all my efforts and sacrifices have already bore fruit.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P align=justify&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I made it.., and&amp;nbsp;i was really happy for myself...&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P align=justify&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Sadness was around the corner during that time. There were some who didn't make it and i feel really sad for them. You guys know that i'm that type of person who isn't good in comforting people but, i don't really want to see them crying. Surely, the reason why they didn't make it is that there's more that is being reserved for them. Something big and something wonderful.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P align=justify&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;People will always come and go to our lives but it depends on us how long we'll be able to keep them. Nah ~i'm gettin emotional. However, i'm really really happy. I'm gettin nervous for the next level! Yay!&lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- begin(Yahoo ad) --&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://ypn-rss.overture.com/rss/35557/364316/click/&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://ypn-rss.overture.com/rss/35557/364316/img/?url=http%3A%2F%2Fryzm.blogdrive.com%2Farchive%2F401.html&amp;amp;pid=1846251505&quot; alt=&quot;Ads by Yahoo!&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;!-- end(Yahoo ad) --&gt;</description>
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      <title>383: No matter what...</title>
      <link>http://ryzm.blogdrive.com/archive/400.html</link>
      <pubDate>Fri, 13 Nov 2009 18:53:13 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>&lt;P align=justify&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Well, i want you guys to know that i'm totally freackin' out right now. I'm nervous at the same time, excited. Why? It's because i'll be having my mock call tomorrow and it will be the only basis if i can stay or not on this new work&amp;nbsp;i had. But no matter what happens, i prepared myself for it already.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P align=justify&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;No matter what... I want to give my best.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P align=justify&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I know, there are lots and lots of things that i don't really understand clearly BUT, i really wish to do it properly. I wish that the situtation that'll be assigned to me is the one which i am comfortable in doing of.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P align=justify&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Its a new level. &lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P align=justify&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;The thing i had right now is better than the thing i recieved before. &lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P align=justify&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;This second chance...&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P align=justify&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I shouldn't waste any single bit of it.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P align=justify&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;yay!&lt;/P&gt;
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      <title>382: STAIRCASE!</title>
      <link>http://ryzm.blogdrive.com/archive/399.html</link>
      <pubDate>Wed, 11 Nov 2009 08:11:49 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;IMG id=myphoto src=&quot;http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs059.snc3/14633_1259775009773_1091603632_819287_5712866_n.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P align=center&gt;lol.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- begin(Yahoo ad) --&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://ypn-rss.overture.com/rss/35557/364316/click/&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://ypn-rss.overture.com/rss/35557/364316/img/?url=http%3A%2F%2Fryzm.blogdrive.com%2Farchive%2F399.html&amp;amp;pid=1846251505&quot; alt=&quot;Ads by Yahoo!&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;!-- end(Yahoo ad) --&gt;</description>
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