<?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-576934270029277955</id><updated>2011-04-22T03:20:33.105+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Ruthless Mind</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theruthlessmind.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/576934270029277955/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theruthlessmind.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Russell's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16624683844336232190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>5</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-576934270029277955.post-8011246394151180349</id><published>2009-01-28T22:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T22:53:46.859+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A night in Korea.</title><content type='html'>Life is never really fair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, was not feeling the best of moods today. was feeling a little unwell too, boy that combination totally sucked. Moreover I am hobbling around like an old man with rheumatism, with my hip still injured with I don't know what the F*** is that. Bloody painful, seeing the sinseh this coming saturday morning. Meanwhile the CNY cookies are being stored in my every growing tummy. Can't gym properly, as I painfully found out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I am so lagging behind on my workload. Seriously like tons and tons behind the list of work to be completed. Argh, that totally sucked. Shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moreover, my driving is being pushed back by a month, my of it being my fault. Because of bad planning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Away with the negatives, here is a piece of new that bring out both sides of my emotions. My dear korean friend, the one I knew from Cedar who went to Nyjc then to Ajc, now is in Korea for good. Oh well, at one point of them, she is the one who is there always, and me there for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kinda miss her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/576934270029277955-8011246394151180349?l=theruthlessmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theruthlessmind.blogspot.com/feeds/8011246394151180349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=576934270029277955&amp;postID=8011246394151180349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/576934270029277955/posts/default/8011246394151180349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/576934270029277955/posts/default/8011246394151180349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theruthlessmind.blogspot.com/2009/01/night-in-korea.html' title='A night in Korea.'/><author><name>Russell's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16624683844336232190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-576934270029277955.post-7766155627214185433</id><published>2009-01-19T14:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T01:29:44.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am going back to Rugby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I am.&lt;br /&gt;But this time, I am going to play smart, not try and kill my shoulder again.&lt;br /&gt;This time, I am going to get really fit.&lt;br /&gt;Watch me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freaking 1 in the morning on the eve of CNY, and I don't feel a tingle of sleepiness.&lt;br /&gt;Well, not asleep in the early morning listening to songs that reminds you of.., well it is not the best remedy for those who do not desire to think so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I cannot bring myself to talk to her, ever since well we stopped talking. Many tell me to walk away from it, taking it as an experience to forget. What can I say? Oh well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School have and will always be a burden to undergo, but still, least I am studying some. Well, Bye Bye Local University, hello private uni. Sucks ain't it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. Maybe it is not just my time yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not my time yet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/576934270029277955-7766155627214185433?l=theruthlessmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theruthlessmind.blogspot.com/feeds/7766155627214185433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=576934270029277955&amp;postID=7766155627214185433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/576934270029277955/posts/default/7766155627214185433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/576934270029277955/posts/default/7766155627214185433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theruthlessmind.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-am-going-back-to-rugby.html' title=''/><author><name>Russell's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16624683844336232190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-576934270029277955.post-4879136210067542085</id><published>2009-01-11T21:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T22:11:40.488+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brain-Freeze From a cup of coffee. Oh come on, ICE COFFEE!!</title><content type='html'>Words complicates things, doesn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the looks of it, it seems like people do still read my blog, ah well, pretty surprising. Thought this thing was dead long ago, so generally people would ignore it. But woah, it is still being read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Several things came to my mind, like I recently heard the song Disenchented by MyChemicalRomance, and the first person that came to my mind was a certain girl i knew sometime back, the girl which my bad habit of pangsei-ing took a full effect on her. Ouch, I know, I can be a bastard sometimes, I know, I know, my bad. Well, wondering how is she now.&lt;br /&gt;Hello there Gen, its been a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate being one of those losers that actually sit in a corner and drink, thinking about things that could have been, and things that shouldn't. But nowadays, it happens and err.. (without the alcohol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets me be a little frank here, Xinying this one is for you. Well, you and I can say whatever really, but well, I still like you (yeah, finding my sentimental side here) and if waiting and changing will work, then that is what I shall be. Ignore the rest of that I have done, lets start all over again. As friends, which apparently we skipped that step too quickly. If you read this, drop me a text, a call, tag.. anything. Yeah.. thanks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I hate that aspect of life which screws my mind up. later fellas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/576934270029277955-4879136210067542085?l=theruthlessmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theruthlessmind.blogspot.com/feeds/4879136210067542085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=576934270029277955&amp;postID=4879136210067542085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/576934270029277955/posts/default/4879136210067542085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/576934270029277955/posts/default/4879136210067542085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theruthlessmind.blogspot.com/2009/01/brain-freeze-from-cup-of-coffee-oh-come.html' title='Brain-Freeze From a cup of coffee. Oh come on, ICE COFFEE!!'/><author><name>Russell's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16624683844336232190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-576934270029277955.post-3159832409400841736</id><published>2009-01-10T20:59:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T23:34:11.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TO her.</title><content type='html'>Recently I went for a crash course on a relationship or whatever it is called.&lt;br /&gt;From the start to the end, it was completed in 60 days.&lt;br /&gt;Wonderful girl i happen to date, but our differences are way too much.&lt;br /&gt;Thought she was the special one, but guess it was not meant to be.&lt;br /&gt;Point is, I had my most interesting 60 days ever.&lt;br /&gt;Hope you enjoyed your holiday, because I do.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for that 60 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Part 1, Part 2, Part 3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Part 1, It started out with loads of fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Knowing each other was easily being done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Part 2, liked you like hell, acted like a fool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Kept thinking of your smile, making my mind go dizzy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Part 3, things go wrong too fast and quickly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Not meant to be, guess I gotta let it be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div 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her.'/><author><name>Russell's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16624683844336232190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-576934270029277955.post-8989247190564170376</id><published>2009-01-08T09:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T09:47:45.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Broken Strings-James Morrison</title><content type='html'>Let me hold you&lt;br /&gt;For the last time&lt;br /&gt;It's the last chance to feel again&lt;br /&gt;But you broke me&lt;br /&gt;Now I can't feel anything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I love you,&lt;br /&gt;It's so untrueI can't even convince myself&lt;br /&gt;When I'm speaking,&lt;br /&gt;It's the voice of someone else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh it tears me up&lt;br /&gt;I try to hold on, but it hurts too much&lt;br /&gt;I try to forgive, but it's not enough to make it all okay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't play on broken strings&lt;br /&gt;You can't feel anything that your heart don't want to feel&lt;br /&gt;I can't tell you something that ain't real&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh the truth hurts&lt;br /&gt;And lies worse&lt;br /&gt;How can I give anymore&lt;br /&gt;When I love you a little less than before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh what are we doing&lt;br /&gt;We are turning into dust&lt;br /&gt;Playing house in the ruins of us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Running back through the fire&lt;br /&gt;When there's nothing left to saveI&lt;br /&gt;t's like chasing the very last train when it's too late&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh it tears me up&lt;br /&gt;I try to hold on, but it hurts too much&lt;br /&gt;I try to forgive, but it's not enough to make it all okay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't play on broken strings&lt;br /&gt;You can't feel anything that your heart don't want to feel&lt;br /&gt;I can't tell something that ain't real&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the truth hurts,&lt;br /&gt;And lies worse&lt;br /&gt;How can I give anymore&lt;br /&gt;When I love you a little less than before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we're running through the fire&lt;br /&gt;When there's nothing left to save&lt;br /&gt;It's like chasing the very last train&lt;br /&gt;When we both know it's too late (too late)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't play on broken strings&lt;br /&gt;You can't feel anything that your heart don't want to feel&lt;br /&gt;I cant tell you something that ain't real&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well truth hurts,&lt;br /&gt;And lies worse&lt;br /&gt;How can I give anymore&lt;br /&gt;When I love you a little less than before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me hold you for the last time&lt;br /&gt;It's the last chance to feel again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;It may be sheer coincidence, but still, i felt something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/576934270029277955-8989247190564170376?l=theruthlessmind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theruthlessmind.blogspot.com/feeds/8989247190564170376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=576934270029277955&amp;postID=8989247190564170376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/576934270029277955/posts/default/8989247190564170376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/576934270029277955/posts/default/8989247190564170376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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