<?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-9080160031974851638</id><updated>2012-02-16T04:30:04.681-08:00</updated><category term='holiday'/><title type='text'>Lived Negatively, Living Positively</title><subtitle type='html'>Some life stories about a guy who wants to find a great balance in life...!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zudonflarestone.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080160031974851638/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zudonflarestone.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>ç£@Réñ©€</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18188147473230329047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__MiIYSj68IU/SaFreBfEZWI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/ncNUNpGAJKE/S220/100_1201.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>42</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080160031974851638.post-7592259531099270934</id><published>2011-08-22T01:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T01:17:05.973-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Warm Flowery Feel</title><summary type='text'>After reading the title, you might be thinking: "what..!? &gt;&lt;"  That's what I feel deep down in my heart right now.. Haha.. xD</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zudonflarestone.blogspot.com/feeds/7592259531099270934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9080160031974851638&amp;postID=7592259531099270934&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080160031974851638/posts/default/7592259531099270934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080160031974851638/posts/default/7592259531099270934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zudonflarestone.blogspot.com/2011/08/warm-flowery-feel.html' title='Warm Flowery Feel'/><author><name>ç£@Réñ©€</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18188147473230329047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__MiIYSj68IU/SaFreBfEZWI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/ncNUNpGAJKE/S220/100_1201.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080160031974851638.post-4052952528209174639</id><published>2011-08-15T23:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T23:49:23.765-07:00</updated><title type='text'>End of a Blogger?</title><summary type='text'>I hardly touch this blog nowadays as I do most of my catching up with friends on Facebook or MSN. Yes I don't have a Tweeter or Tumblr account as I do not see the need for it.  So I wonder.. Should I just close this account? Or Maybe I'll just leave it on the internet to remind me that at one time in my life, this was where I found solace and comfort during hard times... :)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zudonflarestone.blogspot.com/feeds/4052952528209174639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9080160031974851638&amp;postID=4052952528209174639&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080160031974851638/posts/default/4052952528209174639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080160031974851638/posts/default/4052952528209174639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zudonflarestone.blogspot.com/2011/08/end-of-blogger.html' title='End of a Blogger?'/><author><name>ç£@Réñ©€</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18188147473230329047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__MiIYSj68IU/SaFreBfEZWI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/ncNUNpGAJKE/S220/100_1201.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080160031974851638.post-5937423632498589247</id><published>2011-08-01T09:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T09:17:50.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Working World</title><summary type='text'>As time progresses, the closer I am to entering the working world. I do not know when that time will be, but I feel it's coming real soon..Just before the day ends, I think about all the things that have led to this very moment in my life: High school, University, the friends I made during all those times, etc.  Every bit of it was put in place to mold me into the person I am now.  It's as if God</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zudonflarestone.blogspot.com/feeds/5937423632498589247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9080160031974851638&amp;postID=5937423632498589247&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080160031974851638/posts/default/5937423632498589247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080160031974851638/posts/default/5937423632498589247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zudonflarestone.blogspot.com/2011/08/working-world.html' title='Working World'/><author><name>ç£@Réñ©€</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18188147473230329047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__MiIYSj68IU/SaFreBfEZWI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/ncNUNpGAJKE/S220/100_1201.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080160031974851638.post-7605275989378622757</id><published>2011-07-17T10:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T10:26:37.692-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Men are from Mars, Women are from Venus</title><summary type='text'>I've been sorta inactive lately.  Internet being at an all-time low means I cannot do my daily facebook/MSN and manga sessions. xDBut instead I decided to maintain my jogging sessions which have helped considerably since I got back.  But I believe that I should also start doing other workouts such as push ups and pull ups.  I keep saying that I'll do them but I never get to work on them.  Haiz...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zudonflarestone.blogspot.com/feeds/7605275989378622757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9080160031974851638&amp;postID=7605275989378622757&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080160031974851638/posts/default/7605275989378622757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080160031974851638/posts/default/7605275989378622757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zudonflarestone.blogspot.com/2011/07/men-are-from-mars-women-are-from-venus.html' title='Men are from Mars, Women are from Venus'/><author><name>ç£@Réñ©€</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18188147473230329047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__MiIYSj68IU/SaFreBfEZWI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/ncNUNpGAJKE/S220/100_1201.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080160031974851638.post-5925617231583968243</id><published>2011-07-13T10:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-13T10:36:57.712-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mature</title><summary type='text'>It's time to stop acting like a kid and become more mature than before. =)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zudonflarestone.blogspot.com/feeds/5925617231583968243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9080160031974851638&amp;postID=5925617231583968243&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080160031974851638/posts/default/5925617231583968243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080160031974851638/posts/default/5925617231583968243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zudonflarestone.blogspot.com/2011/07/mature.html' title='Mature'/><author><name>ç£@Réñ©€</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18188147473230329047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__MiIYSj68IU/SaFreBfEZWI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/ncNUNpGAJKE/S220/100_1201.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080160031974851638.post-4770709591045669645</id><published>2011-07-10T20:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T20:46:31.488-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Under Control</title><summary type='text'>Not much has been going on lately.  I'm still lazying at home, although I do catch up on the news and jog every now and then.This blog post signifies several things going on in life right now, which I'll number as you read along..PEACE IN THE FAMILYThere haven't been any family arguments for the past few weeks.. There was one several more weeks ago, but apart from that my family is happy and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zudonflarestone.blogspot.com/feeds/4770709591045669645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9080160031974851638&amp;postID=4770709591045669645&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080160031974851638/posts/default/4770709591045669645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080160031974851638/posts/default/4770709591045669645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zudonflarestone.blogspot.com/2011/07/under-control.html' title='Under Control'/><author><name>ç£@Réñ©€</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18188147473230329047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__MiIYSj68IU/SaFreBfEZWI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/ncNUNpGAJKE/S220/100_1201.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080160031974851638.post-1428016889817073011</id><published>2011-07-02T21:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-02T21:18:09.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stubbornness</title><summary type='text'>I'm Taurus.  I'm stubborn.  That has been a trait that has had more bad outcomes than good.  Last night got me thinking how stubborn I was at learning new and old things alike.  Why some old teachings never seem to sink into my thick-headed brain?  Why don't I have the passion to learn anything new?  Past experiences have repeated over and over and I don't seem to learn my lesson..And also while </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zudonflarestone.blogspot.com/feeds/1428016889817073011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9080160031974851638&amp;postID=1428016889817073011&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080160031974851638/posts/default/1428016889817073011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080160031974851638/posts/default/1428016889817073011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zudonflarestone.blogspot.com/2011/07/stubbornness.html' title='Stubbornness'/><author><name>ç£@Réñ©€</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18188147473230329047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__MiIYSj68IU/SaFreBfEZWI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/ncNUNpGAJKE/S220/100_1201.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080160031974851638.post-7738746138514410396</id><published>2011-06-29T04:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-29T04:16:14.337-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jogging At Last</title><summary type='text'>Today was the first time I went jogging since I got back, and I feel great! xD  Looking forward to more jogging sessions.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zudonflarestone.blogspot.com/feeds/7738746138514410396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9080160031974851638&amp;postID=7738746138514410396&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080160031974851638/posts/default/7738746138514410396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080160031974851638/posts/default/7738746138514410396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zudonflarestone.blogspot.com/2011/06/jogging-at-last.html' title='Jogging At Last'/><author><name>ç£@Réñ©€</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18188147473230329047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__MiIYSj68IU/SaFreBfEZWI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/ncNUNpGAJKE/S220/100_1201.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080160031974851638.post-7163427691761895754</id><published>2011-06-23T10:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T10:05:40.514-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Before and Now</title><summary type='text'>I was thinking about the kind of person I was before I entered uni, and now after completing my degree.  I've yet to graduate though xD.But all I can say is that I have come a long way and grown so much. =)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zudonflarestone.blogspot.com/feeds/7163427691761895754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9080160031974851638&amp;postID=7163427691761895754&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080160031974851638/posts/default/7163427691761895754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080160031974851638/posts/default/7163427691761895754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zudonflarestone.blogspot.com/2011/06/before-and-now.html' title='Before and Now'/><author><name>ç£@Réñ©€</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18188147473230329047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__MiIYSj68IU/SaFreBfEZWI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/ncNUNpGAJKE/S220/100_1201.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080160031974851638.post-3497249148898139043</id><published>2011-06-21T09:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T09:50:23.198-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eyes opened, Heart Enlightened</title><summary type='text'>I've been reading up on a lot of things lately.  Bible and novels are a few things I read now.  Lately I've picked up another interest - researching relationships.  I read up on proper ways of courting girls, why girls don't like nice guys, and mid-life crises.  Yes, my research does not just span across girlfriend and boyfriend, but also how family behaviours.  I am interested in the latter </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zudonflarestone.blogspot.com/feeds/3497249148898139043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9080160031974851638&amp;postID=3497249148898139043&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080160031974851638/posts/default/3497249148898139043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080160031974851638/posts/default/3497249148898139043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zudonflarestone.blogspot.com/2011/06/eyes-opened-heart-enlightened.html' title='Eyes opened, Heart Enlightened'/><author><name>ç£@Réñ©€</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18188147473230329047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__MiIYSj68IU/SaFreBfEZWI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/ncNUNpGAJKE/S220/100_1201.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080160031974851638.post-7459633490296765693</id><published>2011-06-09T10:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-09T11:12:36.149-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Key in the Dream</title><summary type='text'>Several months ago, I had a dream about me and a girl.  We were friends, and still are today.  In that dream however, we were arguing in her house.  After arguing for a while, she grabbed her purse and headed for the front door.  Before she left, she turned around and passed me the house key."Put it in the drawer, its usual place,"  she said before leaving the house.She referred to a little </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zudonflarestone.blogspot.com/feeds/7459633490296765693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9080160031974851638&amp;postID=7459633490296765693&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080160031974851638/posts/default/7459633490296765693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080160031974851638/posts/default/7459633490296765693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zudonflarestone.blogspot.com/2011/06/key-in-dream.html' title='The Key in the Dream'/><author><name>ç£@Réñ©€</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18188147473230329047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__MiIYSj68IU/SaFreBfEZWI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/ncNUNpGAJKE/S220/100_1201.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080160031974851638.post-7203179130789663552</id><published>2011-06-08T07:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T07:23:34.204-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beginning of the Summer</title><summary type='text'>Not much has happened since I got back home.  I managed to talk more with my family, catch up on an anime (ONE PIECE!), met up with some friends and most importantly got a haircut at last! :)Something else happened.. My recent love life took a very huge twist and has become one of the most dramatic experiences I've faced so far.  I will not mention anything about this yet, but in time I will.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zudonflarestone.blogspot.com/feeds/7203179130789663552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9080160031974851638&amp;postID=7203179130789663552&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080160031974851638/posts/default/7203179130789663552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080160031974851638/posts/default/7203179130789663552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zudonflarestone.blogspot.com/2011/06/beginning-of-summer.html' title='Beginning of the Summer'/><author><name>ç£@Réñ©€</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18188147473230329047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__MiIYSj68IU/SaFreBfEZWI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/ncNUNpGAJKE/S220/100_1201.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080160031974851638.post-632470865516766514</id><published>2011-06-01T09:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T09:56:38.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back at Home</title><summary type='text'>Perhaps I lied to myself that I didn't miss home.. I actually love being home right now, and can't wait to spend more time with my family.. Truth is, I've been wanting to go out with friends so much that I forget the joy of just being with your family, even though your family isn't the happiest one and one that goes through so much pain.Whatever I felt last time about my family, I take it back </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zudonflarestone.blogspot.com/feeds/632470865516766514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9080160031974851638&amp;postID=632470865516766514&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080160031974851638/posts/default/632470865516766514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080160031974851638/posts/default/632470865516766514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zudonflarestone.blogspot.com/2011/06/back-at-home.html' title='Back at Home'/><author><name>ç£@Réñ©€</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18188147473230329047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__MiIYSj68IU/SaFreBfEZWI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/ncNUNpGAJKE/S220/100_1201.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080160031974851638.post-2774118994028722044</id><published>2011-04-05T18:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T18:40:40.542-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This is it</title><summary type='text'>The final week before FYP submission has arrived.  We all have been worn out and have cried in our hearts, but let's face this one last tough week, and do our very best!All the best to all the FYP students (Years 3 and 4 alike). =)Godspeed!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zudonflarestone.blogspot.com/feeds/2774118994028722044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9080160031974851638&amp;postID=2774118994028722044&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080160031974851638/posts/default/2774118994028722044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080160031974851638/posts/default/2774118994028722044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zudonflarestone.blogspot.com/2011/04/this-is-it.html' title='This is it'/><author><name>ç£@Réñ©€</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18188147473230329047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__MiIYSj68IU/SaFreBfEZWI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/ncNUNpGAJKE/S220/100_1201.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080160031974851638.post-1696003406671920944</id><published>2011-03-23T09:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T20:54:23.033-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I let you go.  Be free.</title><summary type='text'>"I let you go.  Be free."I put that as my MSN personal message several days ago.  A few days after that, I had a short MSN chat with the girl in mind.  She said we can still be friends.  How true that is, I do not know and I will not be bothered by it anymore.There's more to life than just one girl, and also one situation where I did not watch my actions and words carefully.  I will learn from </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zudonflarestone.blogspot.com/feeds/1696003406671920944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9080160031974851638&amp;postID=1696003406671920944&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080160031974851638/posts/default/1696003406671920944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080160031974851638/posts/default/1696003406671920944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zudonflarestone.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-let-you-go-be-free.html' title='I let you go.  Be free.'/><author><name>ç£@Réñ©€</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18188147473230329047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__MiIYSj68IU/SaFreBfEZWI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/ncNUNpGAJKE/S220/100_1201.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080160031974851638.post-354308405202117515</id><published>2011-03-20T02:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T02:32:25.982-07:00</updated><title type='text'>All I'll do right now is wait</title><summary type='text'>Given myself days and days to think about this, I have come to this simple conclusion that should've been easy to think of.  Doubts and emotions clouded my thoughts, but now this is what I have come to conclude, or rather, what I want to do now:"A teacher is ready to help a student, only if the student wants to ask questions and seek help from the teacher."Likewise, I am ready to accept this girl</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zudonflarestone.blogspot.com/feeds/354308405202117515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9080160031974851638&amp;postID=354308405202117515&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080160031974851638/posts/default/354308405202117515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080160031974851638/posts/default/354308405202117515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zudonflarestone.blogspot.com/2011/03/all-ill-do-right-now-is-wait.html' title='All I&apos;ll do right now is wait'/><author><name>ç£@Réñ©€</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18188147473230329047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__MiIYSj68IU/SaFreBfEZWI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/ncNUNpGAJKE/S220/100_1201.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080160031974851638.post-7261439340196365544</id><published>2011-03-19T22:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-19T22:54:52.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm not ready and so aren't you</title><summary type='text'> I tried chatting with her on MSN last night, but I could even tell I wasn't ready.  I tried to make the conversation normal, but even I felt that there was some awkwardness in the "normality" of it.  I had to keep the conversation really short - probably the shortest conversation I've had with anybody on MSN.  Thank goodness I had help from my sis at that time to tell me to keep it real short </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zudonflarestone.blogspot.com/feeds/7261439340196365544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9080160031974851638&amp;postID=7261439340196365544&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080160031974851638/posts/default/7261439340196365544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080160031974851638/posts/default/7261439340196365544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zudonflarestone.blogspot.com/2011/03/im-not-ready-and-so-arent-you.html' title='I&apos;m not ready and so aren&apos;t you'/><author><name>ç£@Réñ©€</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18188147473230329047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__MiIYSj68IU/SaFreBfEZWI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/ncNUNpGAJKE/S220/100_1201.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080160031974851638.post-695739214690990200</id><published>2011-03-19T02:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-19T02:39:43.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Things don't always look as bad as they seem</title><summary type='text'>Another girl problem sprung up recently, where I see that a friend of mine was starting to avoid me because she thinks I'm desperate to get her as a girlfriend.   Well yeah honestly I still like this girl, but my feelings have been toying with me and I didn't control them well again, and hence this problem happened (again).It's a good thing I have a friend that is on talking terms with her, so he</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zudonflarestone.blogspot.com/feeds/695739214690990200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9080160031974851638&amp;postID=695739214690990200&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080160031974851638/posts/default/695739214690990200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080160031974851638/posts/default/695739214690990200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zudonflarestone.blogspot.com/2011/03/things-dont-always-look-as-bad-as-they.html' title='Things don&apos;t always look as bad as they seem'/><author><name>ç£@Réñ©€</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18188147473230329047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__MiIYSj68IU/SaFreBfEZWI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/ncNUNpGAJKE/S220/100_1201.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080160031974851638.post-8202688550217612785</id><published>2011-03-04T21:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T21:20:14.606-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Slack</title><summary type='text'>Yup.. I slacked. I slacked for the entire afternoon yesterday and did not do any work or studies.  But it felt good and it was a good relief from all the stress that was building up.  I really needed that break.  And now I feel a lot better =)So how has life been up til now?  FYP is still behind schedule at the moment, but I feel this small gleam of hope.  Like no matter how bad it is, all will </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zudonflarestone.blogspot.com/feeds/8202688550217612785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9080160031974851638&amp;postID=8202688550217612785&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080160031974851638/posts/default/8202688550217612785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080160031974851638/posts/default/8202688550217612785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zudonflarestone.blogspot.com/2011/03/slack.html' title='Slack'/><author><name>ç£@Réñ©€</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18188147473230329047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__MiIYSj68IU/SaFreBfEZWI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/ncNUNpGAJKE/S220/100_1201.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080160031974851638.post-2018150900076959407</id><published>2011-02-15T01:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-15T01:21:28.744-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Practice Practice Practice</title><summary type='text'>That's what we need to improve our familiarity with any subject, tool, or program, or even when socialising.  Even though I was down till last night, I got back up after chatting with a friend.  Felt a lot better and started doing some Year 2 Maths.  Why?  I'll need it so that I can understand what is going on in one of my modules this semester.  Haha.The weather today is reasonable.  Rained a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zudonflarestone.blogspot.com/feeds/2018150900076959407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9080160031974851638&amp;postID=2018150900076959407&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080160031974851638/posts/default/2018150900076959407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080160031974851638/posts/default/2018150900076959407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zudonflarestone.blogspot.com/2011/02/practice-practice-practice.html' title='Practice Practice Practice'/><author><name>ç£@Réñ©€</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18188147473230329047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__MiIYSj68IU/SaFreBfEZWI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/ncNUNpGAJKE/S220/100_1201.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080160031974851638.post-2790686954119037606</id><published>2011-02-14T03:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T03:33:34.445-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Emo.. Like.. Really emo..</title><summary type='text'>Shit.. I never thought seeing my results would make me this emo.  I kept saying I'll get back up and I'll get back up, but I can't...Others have gotten such good results and had fun at the same time.. I had help from smart students yet I scored so badly.  Obviously lack of preparation is to blame.  The pain is so great now.. But after a good rest.. Perhaps I can get up again..</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zudonflarestone.blogspot.com/feeds/2790686954119037606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9080160031974851638&amp;postID=2790686954119037606&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080160031974851638/posts/default/2790686954119037606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080160031974851638/posts/default/2790686954119037606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zudonflarestone.blogspot.com/2011/02/emo-like-really-emo.html' title='Emo.. Like.. Really emo..'/><author><name>ç£@Réñ©€</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18188147473230329047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__MiIYSj68IU/SaFreBfEZWI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/ncNUNpGAJKE/S220/100_1201.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080160031974851638.post-6727971770158176793</id><published>2011-02-13T09:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-13T09:25:27.400-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Valentine's Day~!!</title><summary type='text'>To all my girl friends, may you have a happy and blessed Valentine's day!! :D  For the single ladies, may something interesting happen for you all.  Hehehe.  And for the ones with boyfriends, I hope that your bfs would make this day very special for you all.. ;)Oh, and Happy Valentine's to the guys too.  xDCheerios~~!!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zudonflarestone.blogspot.com/feeds/6727971770158176793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9080160031974851638&amp;postID=6727971770158176793&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080160031974851638/posts/default/6727971770158176793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080160031974851638/posts/default/6727971770158176793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zudonflarestone.blogspot.com/2011/02/happy-valentines-day.html' title='Happy Valentine&apos;s Day~!!'/><author><name>ç£@Réñ©€</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18188147473230329047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__MiIYSj68IU/SaFreBfEZWI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/ncNUNpGAJKE/S220/100_1201.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080160031974851638.post-1255370144669908536</id><published>2011-02-10T22:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T22:30:02.822-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Awkward..</title><summary type='text'>I feel awkward.  It's like, I am focused and naturally will get distracted by Facebook and MSN from time to time (and I can control this).  But maybe the pressure and stress are very high this time around that I feel so lifeless and demotivated every day..  So I thank God for every little funny and enjoyable thing that happens which also helps me not think about what I'm going through but enjoy </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zudonflarestone.blogspot.com/feeds/1255370144669908536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9080160031974851638&amp;postID=1255370144669908536&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080160031974851638/posts/default/1255370144669908536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080160031974851638/posts/default/1255370144669908536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zudonflarestone.blogspot.com/2011/02/awkward_10.html' title='Awkward..'/><author><name>ç£@Réñ©€</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18188147473230329047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__MiIYSj68IU/SaFreBfEZWI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/ncNUNpGAJKE/S220/100_1201.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080160031974851638.post-5569531958105782132</id><published>2011-02-10T22:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T22:29:31.877-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Awkward..</title><summary type='text'>I feel awkward.  It's like, I am focused and naturally will get distracted by Facebook and MSN from time to time (and I can control this).  But maybe the pressure and stress are very high this time around that I feel so lifeless and demotivated every day..  So I thank God for every little funny and enjoyable thing that happens which also helps me not think about what I'm going through but enjoy </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zudonflarestone.blogspot.com/feeds/5569531958105782132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9080160031974851638&amp;postID=5569531958105782132&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080160031974851638/posts/default/5569531958105782132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080160031974851638/posts/default/5569531958105782132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zudonflarestone.blogspot.com/2011/02/awkward.html' title='Awkward..'/><author><name>ç£@Réñ©€</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18188147473230329047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__MiIYSj68IU/SaFreBfEZWI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/ncNUNpGAJKE/S220/100_1201.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080160031974851638.post-6843463530180135170</id><published>2011-02-07T01:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T01:26:35.117-08:00</updated><title type='text'>More Focused.. More Determined</title><summary type='text'>Well what the title says.. It's my final semester, and I'm not going to fool around anymore.  I will regret not working my best all these years and for disappointing a lot of people, but at least if I can do the best of my best this semester, I won't feel too bad.  Haha.One more time, one more chance..!  I'll aim up high for my family, my friends, myself and my God! =)That means --&gt;  TF-hunting, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zudonflarestone.blogspot.com/feeds/6843463530180135170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9080160031974851638&amp;postID=6843463530180135170&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080160031974851638/posts/default/6843463530180135170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080160031974851638/posts/default/6843463530180135170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zudonflarestone.blogspot.com/2011/02/more-focused-more-determined.html' title='More Focused.. More Determined'/><author><name>ç£@Réñ©€</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18188147473230329047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__MiIYSj68IU/SaFreBfEZWI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/ncNUNpGAJKE/S220/100_1201.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080160031974851638.post-2996144372888876189</id><published>2011-02-04T08:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-04T08:24:34.514-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Difference in Me</title><summary type='text'>Let's just say that I believe I now know what I must do for my final uni semester. =)But that's not really why I wanna put this post up.  The reason being - I am so different on the internet and in real life.  I don't want to say too much, but I'm sure friends would know what I'm talking about.  Haha..So it occurred to me that.. This is something that I should work on, and at the same time not </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zudonflarestone.blogspot.com/feeds/2996144372888876189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9080160031974851638&amp;postID=2996144372888876189&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080160031974851638/posts/default/2996144372888876189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080160031974851638/posts/default/2996144372888876189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zudonflarestone.blogspot.com/2011/02/difference-in-me.html' title='Difference in Me'/><author><name>ç£@Réñ©€</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18188147473230329047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__MiIYSj68IU/SaFreBfEZWI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/ncNUNpGAJKE/S220/100_1201.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080160031974851638.post-4552142183688897546</id><published>2011-02-01T18:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T18:23:57.549-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something's not right</title><summary type='text'>Yes, something is not right.  Why am I always emo-ing?  Why am I always down?  Why am I always negative or pessimistic?  Well sure, I am pessimistic by nature.. But then the title of the blog don't suit me does it?  Hahaha.. So I'm tired of regretting mistakes, I'm tired of being so pessimistic among other things.. and I'm tired of this version of me.  I'm gonna change, and I'm gonna change for </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zudonflarestone.blogspot.com/feeds/4552142183688897546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9080160031974851638&amp;postID=4552142183688897546&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080160031974851638/posts/default/4552142183688897546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080160031974851638/posts/default/4552142183688897546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zudonflarestone.blogspot.com/2011/02/somethings-not-right.html' title='Something&apos;s not right'/><author><name>ç£@Réñ©€</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18188147473230329047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__MiIYSj68IU/SaFreBfEZWI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/ncNUNpGAJKE/S220/100_1201.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080160031974851638.post-3567945422572682983</id><published>2011-01-23T13:19:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-23T13:23:02.258-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Learned the Hard Way</title><summary type='text'>What the title says.  Exams again have not been fair with me.  This time, I seriously put in a lot more effort than in previous years.  Heck, still, I didn't do well.. ='(  What reasons were there?  I shall not mention them, or I'll break down and emo again..But truth is, after emo-ing and talking to my good old friends and sister about it, I found a way out..  I finally saw something.  And </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zudonflarestone.blogspot.com/feeds/3567945422572682983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9080160031974851638&amp;postID=3567945422572682983&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080160031974851638/posts/default/3567945422572682983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080160031974851638/posts/default/3567945422572682983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zudonflarestone.blogspot.com/2011/01/learned-hard-way.html' title='Learned the Hard Way'/><author><name>ç£@Réñ©€</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18188147473230329047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__MiIYSj68IU/SaFreBfEZWI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/ncNUNpGAJKE/S220/100_1201.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080160031974851638.post-4541552021513357773</id><published>2010-12-24T14:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-24T14:48:35.064-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is there a point in blogging?</title><summary type='text'>You know, one thing I notice is as you live, you will like things and then not like them over a certain time period.  I didn't think blogging was cool, but a few years ago I started blogging and found it interesting.  It's like a diary, only everyone can see it! :D  But then.. as time goes by.. you realise that.. the plain old simple handwritten diary (that you normally would only let yourself </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zudonflarestone.blogspot.com/feeds/4541552021513357773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9080160031974851638&amp;postID=4541552021513357773&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080160031974851638/posts/default/4541552021513357773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080160031974851638/posts/default/4541552021513357773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zudonflarestone.blogspot.com/2010/12/is-there-point-in-blogging.html' title='Is there a point in blogging?'/><author><name>ç£@Réñ©€</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18188147473230329047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__MiIYSj68IU/SaFreBfEZWI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/ncNUNpGAJKE/S220/100_1201.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080160031974851638.post-3190350497930304117</id><published>2010-12-17T21:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-17T21:28:45.925-08:00</updated><title type='text'>When Everything Seems To Fall Apart</title><summary type='text'>It's been so long since I could update my blog.  I finally have the chance.  Yay!So, as of late and also for the past few weeks, I've been extremely busy with courseworks.  This semester was the most hectic semester I have ever experienced, and I believe the next and last semester of my uni life will be far worse than now, but I'm ready for it. :)A couple of updates for now. Starting with the one</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zudonflarestone.blogspot.com/feeds/3190350497930304117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9080160031974851638&amp;postID=3190350497930304117&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080160031974851638/posts/default/3190350497930304117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080160031974851638/posts/default/3190350497930304117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zudonflarestone.blogspot.com/2010/12/when-everything-seems-to-fall-apart.html' title='When Everything Seems To Fall Apart'/><author><name>ç£@Réñ©€</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18188147473230329047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__MiIYSj68IU/SaFreBfEZWI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/ncNUNpGAJKE/S220/100_1201.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080160031974851638.post-239317628827424422</id><published>2010-11-21T10:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-21T10:48:59.893-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dedication</title><summary type='text'>First of all, I'd like to say that my life has been pretty lifeless until now.  Because of one particular person, and because of the decisions I made, my life has been revolving in a weird manner.. My friends don't have a good impression of her, yet I still am drawn towards her.  But right now, for the better for me and her, we'll distance ourselves hopefully to become friends just like </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zudonflarestone.blogspot.com/feeds/239317628827424422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9080160031974851638&amp;postID=239317628827424422&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080160031974851638/posts/default/239317628827424422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080160031974851638/posts/default/239317628827424422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zudonflarestone.blogspot.com/2010/11/dedication.html' title='Dedication'/><author><name>ç£@Réñ©€</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18188147473230329047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__MiIYSj68IU/SaFreBfEZWI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/ncNUNpGAJKE/S220/100_1201.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080160031974851638.post-3138118700909468126</id><published>2010-11-16T22:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T22:27:13.229-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to EPop?</title><summary type='text'>Okay, you may see EPop as "Online Pop" or "Digitalised Pop".. Hahahaha. No no, it's my way of saying "English Pop".  Lately I'm listening to more English pop songs, and also songs by Katy Perry, Taio Cruz, etc. Maybe I'm growing out of Kpop.. But I still like them.. :)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zudonflarestone.blogspot.com/feeds/3138118700909468126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9080160031974851638&amp;postID=3138118700909468126&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080160031974851638/posts/default/3138118700909468126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080160031974851638/posts/default/3138118700909468126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zudonflarestone.blogspot.com/2010/11/back-to-epop.html' title='Back to EPop?'/><author><name>ç£@Réñ©€</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18188147473230329047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__MiIYSj68IU/SaFreBfEZWI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/ncNUNpGAJKE/S220/100_1201.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080160031974851638.post-3171014243900129457</id><published>2010-11-10T01:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T01:05:42.533-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Graphics Graphics Graphics~</title><summary type='text'>It's amazing that I get to work with great graphic designers.  Some are not as good as others, but their creativity and ideas are admirable!  I feel happy to be a Head in Graphics, not only for the uni's 10th anniversary celebration but also for the Music Society in my final year of studies. :)  But this is even more great because I get to work with such talented and dedicated people, whom the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zudonflarestone.blogspot.com/feeds/3171014243900129457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9080160031974851638&amp;postID=3171014243900129457&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080160031974851638/posts/default/3171014243900129457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080160031974851638/posts/default/3171014243900129457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zudonflarestone.blogspot.com/2010/11/graphics-graphics-graphics.html' title='Graphics Graphics Graphics~'/><author><name>ç£@Réñ©€</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18188147473230329047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__MiIYSj68IU/SaFreBfEZWI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/ncNUNpGAJKE/S220/100_1201.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080160031974851638.post-1633351336213508198</id><published>2010-11-07T18:12:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T18:12:44.317-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to Normal</title><summary type='text'>Guess what. The past few days I have been "emo-ing" about my actions..  To the point where I had no mood to do anything at all.  :(  Then.. last night, I chatted with a friend and realised that everything is back to normal.  It's kind of weird because it's like there was totally no point in emo-ing because I didn't fully understand the situation.. (Again, I cannot share details of the incident </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zudonflarestone.blogspot.com/feeds/1633351336213508198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9080160031974851638&amp;postID=1633351336213508198&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080160031974851638/posts/default/1633351336213508198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080160031974851638/posts/default/1633351336213508198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zudonflarestone.blogspot.com/2010/11/back-to-normal.html' title='Back to Normal'/><author><name>ç£@Réñ©€</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18188147473230329047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__MiIYSj68IU/SaFreBfEZWI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/ncNUNpGAJKE/S220/100_1201.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080160031974851638.post-5133094434728443395</id><published>2010-11-04T18:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T18:29:26.012-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Numbskull</title><summary type='text'>Ever wondered why people just keep making the same mistakes in similar situations over and over again?  Have you ever felt like knocking some sense into them, but somehow it never works?  It's funny isn't it?  "I am such a numbskull."  That's what I wanna say to myself today.  Something happened but I cannot share it here.  For the past few days, I thought there could've been a way to fix it..  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zudonflarestone.blogspot.com/feeds/5133094434728443395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9080160031974851638&amp;postID=5133094434728443395&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080160031974851638/posts/default/5133094434728443395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080160031974851638/posts/default/5133094434728443395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zudonflarestone.blogspot.com/2010/11/numbskull.html' title='Numbskull'/><author><name>ç£@Réñ©€</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18188147473230329047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__MiIYSj68IU/SaFreBfEZWI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/ncNUNpGAJKE/S220/100_1201.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080160031974851638.post-571084775181897843</id><published>2010-10-23T02:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-23T03:06:13.934-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Something Big Is Going to Happen</title><summary type='text'>What is it, you ask? XD  Before you can make sense of it all, let me bring you back 2 months into the past..It was a fine afternoon.  Birds chirping in the air, cars driving by slowly as if there's not a worry in the world.  And there I was, with my mom at the steering wheel, driving to the nearby town from our house."Hey mom," I said, "I have the strangest feeling.."My mom replied, "Really? What</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zudonflarestone.blogspot.com/feeds/571084775181897843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9080160031974851638&amp;postID=571084775181897843&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080160031974851638/posts/default/571084775181897843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080160031974851638/posts/default/571084775181897843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zudonflarestone.blogspot.com/2010/10/something-big-is-going-to-happen.html' title='Something Big Is Going to Happen'/><author><name>ç£@Réñ©€</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18188147473230329047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__MiIYSj68IU/SaFreBfEZWI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/ncNUNpGAJKE/S220/100_1201.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080160031974851638.post-99346800484892883</id><published>2010-10-18T06:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T06:03:13.275-07:00</updated><title type='text'>God Vs. Science</title><summary type='text'>I found this on a friend's blog, and it's very insightful.  Please take some time and read this. =)God Vs Science'Let me explain the problem science has with religion.'The atheist professor of philosophy pauses before his class and then asks one of his new students to stand.'You're a Christian, aren't you, son?''Yes sir,' the student says.'So you believe in God?''Absolutely. ''Is God good?''Sure!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zudonflarestone.blogspot.com/feeds/99346800484892883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9080160031974851638&amp;postID=99346800484892883&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080160031974851638/posts/default/99346800484892883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080160031974851638/posts/default/99346800484892883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zudonflarestone.blogspot.com/2010/10/god-vs-science.html' title='God Vs. Science'/><author><name>ç£@Réñ©€</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18188147473230329047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__MiIYSj68IU/SaFreBfEZWI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/ncNUNpGAJKE/S220/100_1201.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080160031974851638.post-5973789550240099548</id><published>2010-10-06T19:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T19:57:45.421-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mega Project Part 2</title><summary type='text'>Hello bloggers.  The big project I was working on has been completed and I am looking forward to seeing it for real.  And nope, it's not a poster.  It's a stage backdrop.  So yeah, it's huge.  Sorry for the confusion in my earlier post =P.Apart from myself, I have a group of talented graphic designers under me for the 10th Anniversary Celebration preparations.  I must say, they are all very very </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zudonflarestone.blogspot.com/feeds/5973789550240099548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9080160031974851638&amp;postID=5973789550240099548&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080160031974851638/posts/default/5973789550240099548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080160031974851638/posts/default/5973789550240099548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zudonflarestone.blogspot.com/2010/10/mega-project-part-2.html' title='Mega Project Part 2'/><author><name>ç£@Réñ©€</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18188147473230329047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__MiIYSj68IU/SaFreBfEZWI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/ncNUNpGAJKE/S220/100_1201.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080160031974851638.post-1893033043050393644</id><published>2010-10-01T01:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-01T01:57:28.132-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mega Project</title><summary type='text'>First week of uni has started, and boom! I have a packed timetable, or so it seems.  Right now I have to find time to wisely choose an optional module for my 1st semester.  That ain't so hard right?Guess what?  I've been assigned to complete a Mega Art Project.  For the first time in my life, I am making a very humongous poster for an upcoming event in uni - 10th Anniversary Fun Fair.  Yeah, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zudonflarestone.blogspot.com/feeds/1893033043050393644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9080160031974851638&amp;postID=1893033043050393644&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080160031974851638/posts/default/1893033043050393644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080160031974851638/posts/default/1893033043050393644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zudonflarestone.blogspot.com/2010/10/mega-project.html' title='Mega Project'/><author><name>ç£@Réñ©€</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18188147473230329047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__MiIYSj68IU/SaFreBfEZWI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/ncNUNpGAJKE/S220/100_1201.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080160031974851638.post-6502588736250209942</id><published>2010-09-21T22:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T22:01:05.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Success</title><summary type='text'>I passed my driving test~!!!  Woohoo~~~!!! =D</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zudonflarestone.blogspot.com/feeds/6502588736250209942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9080160031974851638&amp;postID=6502588736250209942&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080160031974851638/posts/default/6502588736250209942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080160031974851638/posts/default/6502588736250209942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zudonflarestone.blogspot.com/2010/09/success.html' title='Success'/><author><name>ç£@Réñ©€</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18188147473230329047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__MiIYSj68IU/SaFreBfEZWI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/ncNUNpGAJKE/S220/100_1201.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080160031974851638.post-4682028852563380874</id><published>2010-09-14T00:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-14T00:07:30.642-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Driving</title><summary type='text'>Driving - It is the ability to operate a vehicle to get a person to a certain destination.  That's one amateurish way of putting it.  It basically involves controlling of your accelerator, clutch, gear and brake when need be.  Obviously even after learning all the basics, I haven't grasped the very basic of it all - Controlling of the pedals.I try day after day to get used to the feel of the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zudonflarestone.blogspot.com/feeds/4682028852563380874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9080160031974851638&amp;postID=4682028852563380874&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080160031974851638/posts/default/4682028852563380874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080160031974851638/posts/default/4682028852563380874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zudonflarestone.blogspot.com/2010/09/driving.html' title='Driving'/><author><name>ç£@Réñ©€</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18188147473230329047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__MiIYSj68IU/SaFreBfEZWI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/ncNUNpGAJKE/S220/100_1201.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080160031974851638.post-3201512875633062501</id><published>2010-09-03T23:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-14T00:10:22.323-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><title type='text'>Back in the Flesh</title><summary type='text'>Hey bloggers.  Thought I would be gone for good huh?  Since my blog was not accessible for some time.  Haha..  Worry not, I'm starting my blog over again. =) So, what have I been up to?  A lot, and not much.  Hehe ^^INDUSTRIAL TRAININGThis was the main focus of my summer this year.  I underwent industrial training at a construction company.  Weird or not, all I can say is it's God's work and He </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zudonflarestone.blogspot.com/feeds/3201512875633062501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9080160031974851638&amp;postID=3201512875633062501&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080160031974851638/posts/default/3201512875633062501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080160031974851638/posts/default/3201512875633062501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zudonflarestone.blogspot.com/2010/09/back-in-flesh.html' title='Back in the Flesh'/><author><name>ç£@Réñ©€</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18188147473230329047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__MiIYSj68IU/SaFreBfEZWI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/ncNUNpGAJKE/S220/100_1201.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__MiIYSj68IU/TI5PAih2D9I/AAAAAAAAAUk/raXHt6a1egw/s72-c/61557_159211714095961_100000214001973_550547_1253922_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
