Those people are killing themselves and wrecking other people’s lives, and yet I cannot do anything. Kill one to silence hundred – but I cannot strike at all. I should have left.
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Pregnant again
Another Sunday was spent meeting up for project discussion. Life of working and studying at the same time was dreadful.
After having a bowl of green bean soup in the morning, my stomach was bloated throughout that I had to packet my packet rice out of the house. My lunch was taken after 4pm during the meeting.
At night, I started feeling more like pregnant. The discomfort on my stomach was indescribable and I felt a bit giddy. I lost my appetite.
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Blogspot – Template and Layout – Reliability
My Saturday was spent quite usefully, except that my efficiency was low.
I manage to get more comfortable with Blogspot’s Layout after switching from Template a couple of times. Layout is a cool application of Blogspot that is much more powerful than the old Template, which is simply straightforward HTML coding with some special strings. Layout improvises a new language of Blogspot, which allows kind of server-side programming before Blogspot generates the plaintext – HTML. There are loop and if-else statements, which I have not had enough time to figure out the syntaxes yet.
Blogspot is, however, not perfect. Professional bloggers would try to host blog in their own webhosts, because some people claim that Blogspot would remove their blogs when they generate too much traffic. I cannot confirm on the statement but I have just experienced a deadly blow a few days ago when one of my blogs was deleted without any notice from Blogspot. Remarks from Google is that the blog consists of malicious coding, which is generated from external script hosted by Bloglinker – a link exchange site that display partners’ links on each other’s site.
From then on, I have lost a great source of traffic, which I have maintained for almost three years. I’m unable to retrieve the database of content. I would reserve my trust for Blogspot after this major setback.
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On the Bike
I took a free ride from Chi Chiang on both Thursday and Friday. Reaching home early was refreshing.
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Gone with the Wind
A part of me has been sliced off. The pain of the lost efforts put me down. I have lost my main source of traffic in the web.
Nothing is left except for the shell right in front of me.
Two years ago, it fulfilled my dream of owning a better system to work on. Ever since, I have not contributed much to my life.
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Undecided
It is pathetic of me that I still cannot make up my mind. Money, time and tolerance have a fierce battle inside my brain. Somehow, all the cute people have big impact on my decision as well.
I’m also facing this dilemma that I want to spend more time to prove to others about my web skill.
I have never been kind to myself.
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SYOG Deadline on Friday
The long lasting dealing with the MS PowerPoint and Word has almost come to an end.
Although I had some hardship during the process, but it was a good learning process. At least, I discovered very nice people around.
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Kind but not so Kind
I’m always open to help others and it certainly brings me joy if I could be of any great help. However, I hate being made used of and the fact that the cunning person thinks I am not aware of it. It gives me a feeling that I’m being treated like a fool.
Being asked to assist and self-offering to assist are different matters, which imply different status.
I’m usually quiet, but I can be loud, and as loud as the lion’s roar.
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Eventful Friday
Last Friday, the morning gave me the chance to snapshot all over the school. I had not done that for long. I was using my younger brother’s new camera and it was just a second-hand normal digital camera.
I had lunch together with Jingkun, Weitat and Mei Hoe at West Coast Plaza. In the afternoon, I went to Sara Homes for the first time with colleagues and a pity for we went there too late.
I had a short rest at home before going to Liang Court to join my colleagues at the PartyWorld. I was having bad cough that I could not even sing, and the trip there was merely because I had always skipped their outings. I had great laughers throughout. Jingkun stunned us by fulfilling his forfeit of getting some girls over to sing. Towards the end of the night, I was in my usual drowsy mood.
Jingkun sent Weitat and I to meet up with Mingfa for supper before we went to Mustafa. I bought a badminton racket.
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Bad MRT Jam on Thursday
Thursday’s morning train was delayed badly. The halting at every station and the slow movement slaughtered my hope to reach Bukit Batok early. When the opposite train passed by, I could even see the passengers quite clearly, and that shown the speed of both trains. I reached at almost 9am.
It was not the first time I saw big crowds in the morning within a month. The government was persuading the citizens to use public transportation, but how much trust could we place on the services?
Things did not turn out as good as I had expected, as the level of difficulty was much higher. I managed to keep things under control eventually. I could have done much better if I was not alone.
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