<?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-6719174687319027048</id><updated>2012-01-23T21:50:16.304+08:00</updated><category term='people'/><category term='myself'/><category term='sopa'/><title type='text'>eager eyes</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruzannaaniza.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6719174687319027048/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruzannaaniza.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>ruzanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07011317202493613457</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>3</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6719174687319027048.post-3062024022320227845</id><published>2012-01-22T11:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T14:22:12.476+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='myself'/><title type='text'>the wonders</title><content type='html'>i have a strong will-power. i can do anything i set my mind to. but the fact that i don't bother, or care enough to bother, like i said in a previous post, stumps all that potential. i wish i had more willingness to live and do things that would benefit me in the long run but look what happens. i know all of this is happening. it's not like anything is preventing me from being the best version of myself that i could be. this equation is tried and tested. i know all of this is happening. but do i bother? no, i don't. and that, dear readers, is how you become a useless piece of humanity.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6719174687319027048-3062024022320227845?l=ruzannaaniza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruzannaaniza.blogspot.com/feeds/3062024022320227845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6719174687319027048&amp;postID=3062024022320227845&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6719174687319027048/posts/default/3062024022320227845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6719174687319027048/posts/default/3062024022320227845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruzannaaniza.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-have-strong-will-power.html' title='the wonders'/><author><name>ruzanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07011317202493613457</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-6719174687319027048.post-8795934803543332580</id><published>2012-01-22T01:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T01:23:39.390+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='myself'/><title type='text'>star-crossed disasters</title><content type='html'>all my life i've been searching for what my 'issues' are. you know, the "you have issues"s and "what is your problem"s that you get from people, and sometimes even yourself? yeah, that. and tonight i had a eureka moment in which i figured it out (what my issue/problem) is, that is. and it is that i avoid. i avoid things and people and feelings. i refuse for them to be in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now all i've to figure out is why i avoid.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6719174687319027048-8795934803543332580?l=ruzannaaniza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruzannaaniza.blogspot.com/feeds/8795934803543332580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6719174687319027048&amp;postID=8795934803543332580&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6719174687319027048/posts/default/8795934803543332580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6719174687319027048/posts/default/8795934803543332580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruzannaaniza.blogspot.com/2012/01/star-crossed-disasters.html' title='star-crossed disasters'/><author><name>ruzanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07011317202493613457</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-6719174687319027048.post-221646993222352445</id><published>2012-01-21T12:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-21T12:43:08.881+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sopa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='people'/><title type='text'>one more time</title><content type='html'>some people just really should keep their mouth shut, or refrain for speaking about matters they do not understand. it frustrates me when i see a person bitch about something they don't really care about but because plenty people are doing it, they do it too. like sopa, for example. most people don't even know what sopa even stands for, but they whine about it so much that it's becoming some sort of a joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are people three kinds of people in this situation. (i) people who hate or dislike or avoid what they don't understand, (ii) people go out of their way to find out what it is people are talking about before sharing their opinion, (iii) people just go about scanning the 'bullet points' of an article they should read thoroughly but scream and shout about it more passionately than the people who actually understand what sopa is about. teenagers. mess with their internet and they freak out, say stupid things, and actually make the government seem correct.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i condone passion. and i appreciate that the youth have this passion to say what they feel like saying. but when you say things without thinking, it makes you and the people that you represent (people your age/from your generation) look foolish and absurd. whether you like it or not people will generalise you based on labels (age, gender, race, etc.) and when you speak, you represent a certain label. i understand that you are an individual and opinions vary but let's be realistic here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what i'm trying to say here is, basically, make sure you understand something wholly before decided to give you two cents on it. better yet, do not speak of things you do not understand unless you are speaking about is because you would like to know more about it. and one more thing, think before you speak, and always be rational when speaking. passion without conviction is a dangerous thing, because passion tends to fade, but conviction runs deeper.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6719174687319027048-221646993222352445?l=ruzannaaniza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruzannaaniza.blogspot.com/feeds/221646993222352445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6719174687319027048&amp;postID=221646993222352445&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6719174687319027048/posts/default/221646993222352445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6719174687319027048/posts/default/221646993222352445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruzannaaniza.blogspot.com/2012/01/one-more-time.html' title='one more time'/><author><name>ruzanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07011317202493613457</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></feed>
