<?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-1680090344560130191</id><updated>2011-07-08T08:59:12.067+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GOOD THINGS BAD THINGS</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gtbts.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1680090344560130191/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gtbts.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>good things bad things</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13274036381292126166</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>75</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1680090344560130191.post-621867109216120882</id><published>2009-11-15T20:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T20:40:57.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i need to think clearly.</title><content type='html'>i am a bit upset lately.&lt;br /&gt; Days pass too fast, i am getting older every day, without any improvement.&lt;br /&gt; I am counting the time i spend online, watching TV, or surfing websites.&lt;br /&gt;Actually, i am not doing anything much.&lt;br /&gt;i said i am busy, but i am not doing anything,&lt;br /&gt;and how can i improve myself when i am not doing anything.&lt;br /&gt;i am not studying and i am not noting cases.&lt;br /&gt;i wonder what i am doing?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1680090344560130191-621867109216120882?l=gtbts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gtbts.blogspot.com/feeds/621867109216120882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1680090344560130191&amp;postID=621867109216120882' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1680090344560130191/posts/default/621867109216120882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1680090344560130191/posts/default/621867109216120882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gtbts.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-need-to-think-clearly.html' title='i need to think clearly.'/><author><name>good things bad things</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13274036381292126166</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1680090344560130191.post-1510692365188863372</id><published>2009-11-01T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T23:10:36.617+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new month</title><content type='html'>i have finished one month of community medicine.&lt;br /&gt;i thought i have plenty of time to do something this month, but one month has passed and i did nothing.&lt;br /&gt;but i have plan for nov.&lt;br /&gt;i will try not to use credit card this month.i will write 2 pages of chinese daily and i will read some thing, some disease daily&lt;br /&gt;i go to triservice hospital cos i want to learn something.&lt;br /&gt;that is my target and i will do my best to learn something.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1680090344560130191-1510692365188863372?l=gtbts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gtbts.blogspot.com/feeds/1510692365188863372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1680090344560130191&amp;postID=1510692365188863372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1680090344560130191/posts/default/1510692365188863372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1680090344560130191/posts/default/1510692365188863372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gtbts.blogspot.com/2009/11/new-month.html' title='new month'/><author><name>good things bad things</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13274036381292126166</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-1680090344560130191.post-65910904131636227</id><published>2009-10-18T14:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T14:19:15.205+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i need to success</title><content type='html'>recently,i have more free time,but the time to go back to triservice hospital is near and sometimes i  feel depress because of that.&lt;br /&gt;but i need to think clearly what i want to do.&lt;br /&gt;i must alert and i must know things that needed to be done&lt;br /&gt;what are my strong points?&lt;br /&gt;i am good at seeing overview.&lt;br /&gt;i am good in presentations &lt;br /&gt;i am good in making judgements&lt;br /&gt;but i am not successful in first two months why?&lt;br /&gt;i dare not to make decision&lt;br /&gt;i am afraid to do procedures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am scare to offend others &lt;br /&gt;i am sensitive about my accent&lt;br /&gt;i  lack the motivation&lt;br /&gt;i am hurted by things not in my control.&lt;br /&gt;so what can i do to overcome these&lt;br /&gt;1.improve my chinese&lt;br /&gt;2.meditation&lt;br /&gt;3.work hard &lt;br /&gt;4.read more books&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1680090344560130191-65910904131636227?l=gtbts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gtbts.blogspot.com/feeds/65910904131636227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1680090344560130191.post-8971967642361996226</id><published>2009-10-13T13:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T13:33:32.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>meeting a psychologist</title><content type='html'>yesterday i attend a clinic teaching with psychiatrist,he is a a goodteacher&lt;br /&gt;and his patients like him,but both of them weresuccessful,he is also emotionally wretched.&lt;br /&gt;it give me insight to my condition,what other s  think is not as important as what u think of yourself.&lt;br /&gt;i am unhappy because i think poorly of my self.i don''t think i have a good life&lt;br /&gt;that is the source of my unhappy&lt;br /&gt;if i want to be happy first i must llearn to oroud of myself,happy with what i have..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1680090344560130191-8971967642361996226?l=gtbts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gtbts.blogspot.com/feeds/8971967642361996226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1680090344560130191&amp;postID=8971967642361996226' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1680090344560130191/posts/default/8971967642361996226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1680090344560130191/posts/default/8971967642361996226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gtbts.blogspot.com/2009/10/meeting-psychologist.html' title='meeting a psychologist'/><author><name>good things bad things</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13274036381292126166</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1680090344560130191.post-2035099047874318592</id><published>2009-10-11T00:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T00:16:43.677+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 months leaving after tai-an</title><content type='html'>it is two months after leaving tai-an.&lt;br /&gt;I am under a lot of stress in tri-service hospital and under the weather. &lt;br /&gt;i grew thin  and even my parents felt sorry for me.&lt;br /&gt;I have no personal life there.but a lot of people managed that.&lt;br /&gt;but i hate no free time there.i thought about leaving many times. But i don't want to give up.&lt;br /&gt;i want sometime for my self and think clearly. but upto now , i didn't do to.&lt;br /&gt;i am watching a lot of movie and wasting my time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1680090344560130191-2035099047874318592?l=gtbts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gtbts.blogspot.com/feeds/2035099047874318592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1680090344560130191&amp;postID=2035099047874318592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1680090344560130191/posts/default/2035099047874318592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1680090344560130191/posts/default/2035099047874318592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gtbts.blogspot.com/2009/10/2-months-leaving-after-tai.html' title='2 months leaving after tai-an'/><author><name>good things bad things</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13274036381292126166</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-1680090344560130191.post-1221432557088927432</id><published>2009-10-11T00:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T00:12:48.948+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thinking of things</title><content type='html'>I am a thinker, i am always thinking things even though when i don't want to.&lt;br /&gt;This month,i am in community service. But they sent us to a small clinic. &lt;br /&gt;This is a way of making money between them, i can agree with that.&lt;br /&gt;But what i hate is they are making us to listen to old timers.&lt;br /&gt;70 yr old men, who have had a good time. But now are impossibly out of date. They have large ego. They have a lot to say. &lt;br /&gt;And they want to talk, but we don't want to listen.&lt;br /&gt;what a waste of time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1680090344560130191-1221432557088927432?l=gtbts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gtbts.blogspot.com/feeds/1221432557088927432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1680090344560130191&amp;postID=1221432557088927432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1680090344560130191/posts/default/1221432557088927432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1680090344560130191/posts/default/1221432557088927432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gtbts.blogspot.com/2009/10/thinking-of-things.html' title='Thinking of things'/><author><name>good things bad things</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13274036381292126166</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-1680090344560130191.post-407969570148052641</id><published>2009-08-02T23:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T23:07:18.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>last day in  台安</title><content type='html'>After more than 2 yr of working , i leave 台安 today. &lt;br /&gt;It was a good place, even though i don't like it much at first.&lt;br /&gt;i have many friends there and people like me&lt;br /&gt;the hospital even provide a place as VS for me, if i stay, &lt;br /&gt;who will think that?&lt;br /&gt;but now  a new chapter in my life has started. i am a bit worried but also full of hope.&lt;br /&gt;I think i will do well in tri service hospital&lt;br /&gt;it seems a good place,  not a lot of people like it. but who knows, it may be the best place for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1680090344560130191-407969570148052641?l=gtbts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gtbts.blogspot.com/feeds/407969570148052641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1680090344560130191&amp;postID=407969570148052641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1680090344560130191/posts/default/407969570148052641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1680090344560130191/posts/default/407969570148052641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gtbts.blogspot.com/2009/08/last-day-in.html' title='last day in  台安'/><author><name>good things bad things</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13274036381292126166</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-1680090344560130191.post-4788159062326526386</id><published>2009-08-01T22:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T22:34:11.554+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new month, new step in life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9w67RaoX0S4/SnRSJB2FVVI/AAAAAAAAAfM/uGze2QtGKEY/s1600-h/1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 248px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9w67RaoX0S4/SnRSJB2FVVI/AAAAAAAAAfM/uGze2QtGKEY/s320/1.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365003371172681042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9w67RaoX0S4/SnRRSkihPqI/AAAAAAAAAfE/UDiDXc7QfBo/s1600-h/2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9w67RaoX0S4/SnRRSkihPqI/AAAAAAAAAfE/UDiDXc7QfBo/s320/2.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365002435593060002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is 2009/ AUG,/1. I said goodbye to friends and my little room in 台安 yesterday. Today i move all my things from my little room, and say goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;i can't shake my mind from the pic of 婉玲 crying while looking at my back. &lt;br /&gt;but anyway today is a busy day. i have to put my things in  appropriate places of my house.now everything is settled.i am even a bit proud of myself to be able to managed these in a short space of time.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow i have to go back to  台安 to finished everything.&lt;br /&gt;One step in my life is over. a new step has began. But i know in my heart i will do very well in tri-service hospital.&lt;br /&gt;we will see. I am anticipating a new beginning, a new life and a new hope.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1680090344560130191-4788159062326526386?l=gtbts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gtbts.blogspot.com/feeds/4788159062326526386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1680090344560130191&amp;postID=4788159062326526386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1680090344560130191/posts/default/4788159062326526386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1680090344560130191/posts/default/4788159062326526386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gtbts.blogspot.com/2009/08/new-month-new-step-in-life.html' title='new month, new step in life'/><author><name>good things bad things</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13274036381292126166</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9w67RaoX0S4/SnRSJB2FVVI/AAAAAAAAAfM/uGze2QtGKEY/s72-c/1.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1680090344560130191.post-8664627873503855239</id><published>2009-07-25T08:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T08:41:03.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i wake up with a desire to rent the house</title><content type='html'>Today i wake up and felt sudden impulse to call the house owner i meet yesterday and tell her that i want to rent the house.&lt;br /&gt;But after consulting with i chin, i chin told me not to rent that, because i will be bound with bad people, it told me to wait for hostle, i will get a good place there, but i will have some difficulty. &lt;br /&gt;Right now i can do nothing about it but wait&lt;br /&gt;i can't help keep thinking, when i was in 台安 , 我占住宿舍步讓別人進來,現在有報應了 .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1680090344560130191-8664627873503855239?l=gtbts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gtbts.blogspot.com/feeds/8664627873503855239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1680090344560130191&amp;postID=8664627873503855239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1680090344560130191/posts/default/8664627873503855239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1680090344560130191/posts/default/8664627873503855239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gtbts.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-wake-up-with-desire-to-rent-house.html' title='i wake up with a desire to rent the house'/><author><name>good things bad things</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13274036381292126166</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-1680090344560130191.post-1979284694177119056</id><published>2009-07-24T22:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T23:33:37.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>heavy burden</title><content type='html'>Today, I go out and find a room for rent, i took my hand bag with me. I knew it was heavy, but  i thought i could bear it. But after the half day, dragging my bag with me, now i feel my shoulder aching.&lt;br /&gt;On the way home, i thought about life.&lt;br /&gt;I thought that all the things in bag are necessary, but looking back, except  my purse, key and hand phone, I didn't use anything else in my bag.But i carried a heavy burden the whole evening.&lt;br /&gt;I think this  is a  lesson for my life, &lt;br /&gt;I am bringing a heavy burden along my life, but the things i am carrying are really not necessary for me.&lt;br /&gt;I may not know what i am carrying or how heavy the load is, only after the day has ended, only then i feel how much painful my shoulder is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I THINK IT IS TIME I PUT DOWN MY HEAVY BURDENS AND GO ON WITH A LIGHTER HEART &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1680090344560130191-1979284694177119056?l=gtbts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gtbts.blogspot.com/feeds/1979284694177119056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1680090344560130191&amp;postID=1979284694177119056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1680090344560130191/posts/default/1979284694177119056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1680090344560130191/posts/default/1979284694177119056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gtbts.blogspot.com/2009/07/heavy-burden.html' title='heavy burden'/><author><name>good things bad things</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13274036381292126166</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-1680090344560130191.post-2483733386256919063</id><published>2009-07-04T10:45:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T11:31:45.459+08:00</updated><title type='text'>things i have been thinking</title><content type='html'>When i start this blog, i intend to use it as a diary,recording the things i don't want to forget,but i have not been doing this for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;Things are changing in my life.&lt;br /&gt;Everythings are happening so fast , also so little at the same time. Everyday I have a lot of things to do, but looking back , it looks like i have accomplish little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here is the record of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1976;&lt;/strong&gt; i was born in taunggyi.&lt;br /&gt;since young i was told i am bright, it was a happy childhood,but i have a lot of imagination, i will make things up, and think about as real. I dream a lot, but i am not sure what i want with my life. I was successful in school. Teachers love me. I have lots of friends, but i am selfish.&lt;br /&gt;We don't have much money, i don't think we were poor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1987; &lt;/strong&gt;this was the year, Me and my brother were taken to live with my aunt. It was a year of nightmare.&lt;br /&gt;We didn't have much money , but we were happy. We do as we like, moreover, we are loved. It was our home, no matter how small or big. But in MANDALAY, I and my brother live in a big house with lots of maid. But we are not treated as son and daughter of family. We were treated as burden. It was finished after one year. but i think it is a bad idea to let children live in relative house. I saw many incidence, it is not good for any one, not for the child,not for the relative who housed them. That is a lose -lose situation. One person never, ever should let a child live in a relative house,for what ever reason, At least not before 18.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1994&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Passed tenth std with flying colors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1996&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; i attend medical school in IM 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1996-1997&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ist and 2nd MB&lt;br /&gt;these years were bad for me, i was away from home, i don't have a personal space, i don't have time, i am not happy, and i was controlled by a manipulative friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1998-2000&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school were shut down for political reason, i was bored with nothing to do.i meet some friends, i am lonely and i have no close friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2001&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go to taiwan for first time, work for a short while in a factory, for 21 days, get a glimpse of what working in factory mean, then work as a dentist assistant.&lt;br /&gt;I was not happy in that job, i hate it,  and there were lots of difficulty, I was a joke, but some people were good to me.It was suck to be a weakling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2002-2005&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go back to medical school.&lt;br /&gt;i was known all over the school as smart, i have good friends,those years were good years. I have lots of good friends, and they are ready for me every time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2006-2007&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came to taiwan, start working in 安泰hospital, i was  successful there.I finish USMLE step 2 ck and step 1 while working. I have friends, i have target and i earn some money by myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2007-2008&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a year of nightmare.&lt;br /&gt;even though i finished USMLE step 1 and 2 ck, i cannot sit 台灣國考because my documents are not verified.i try to apply for US visa, but was rejected 2 times.&lt;br /&gt;i have friends in my work place, loved by nurses and my consultants. but i feel like a failure,i may have a mild form of depression in that year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2009&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i sat 台灣國考 and get 醫師執照, not only me , also two of my friends, who were together with me through these horrible times.i am very happy for a while. then things are starting to change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;july , 4, 2009&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am standing at a cross-road.&lt;br /&gt;i will be 33 in next month.&lt;br /&gt;i will start working, training in a medical centre.&lt;br /&gt;i will leave my friends behind and will have to face unknown.&lt;br /&gt;in a way, i want to go, i like the challenge.&lt;br /&gt;Only one thing that make me unhappy recently,is i feel too old, i am 33 and starting as R1, It is a blow to my self esteem.&lt;br /&gt;But all in all,i am expecting the new step in my career.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1680090344560130191-2483733386256919063?l=gtbts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gtbts.blogspot.com/feeds/2483733386256919063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1680090344560130191&amp;postID=2483733386256919063' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1680090344560130191/posts/default/2483733386256919063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1680090344560130191/posts/default/2483733386256919063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gtbts.blogspot.com/2009/07/things-i-have-been-thinking.html' title='things i have been thinking'/><author><name>good things bad things</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13274036381292126166</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1680090344560130191.post-9093588701775979474</id><published>2009-04-19T21:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T21:10:37.511+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my life</title><content type='html'>it has been a while since i am writing anything.&lt;br /&gt;i have passed taiwan lisence exam , can be said with flying colors.&lt;br /&gt;but it was in FEB where really clever people are not sitting the exam so it may not count. but a lot of people not know it.&lt;br /&gt;it was very stressful to sit that exam, but i passed nevertheless.&lt;br /&gt;i will like to record my life in chronological order. &lt;br /&gt;i am already 33 now. i passed usmle step 1 and 2 ck very quickly, without much effort but i get lisence only after 2years. is that because i am having bad luck.&lt;br /&gt;i don't know what is the best way to do ? should i stay in taian or go anywhere there are more money?&lt;br /&gt;i can do a lot of things but i feel oppressed today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1680090344560130191-9093588701775979474?l=gtbts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gtbts.blogspot.com/feeds/9093588701775979474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1680090344560130191&amp;postID=9093588701775979474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1680090344560130191/posts/default/9093588701775979474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1680090344560130191/posts/default/9093588701775979474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gtbts.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-life.html' title='my life'/><author><name>good things bad things</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13274036381292126166</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-1680090344560130191.post-2447054706112016273</id><published>2009-02-01T17:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T17:39:20.351+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i am studying</title><content type='html'>i have been studying alone for some time,time are short, and i can't find all the time to do the things all i want to do.It was difficult.&lt;br /&gt;and i am thinking life is a one way train, you have to do something at that specific age. Once that age is passed and this is passed. it is the stage of like, it was like walking, for a baby, when it time to walk, u have to walk, when time to talk u have to talk.&lt;br /&gt;that is what it is life all about.&lt;br /&gt;so when u have cheated when u were younger, then u have wasted ur life. there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1680090344560130191-2447054706112016273?l=gtbts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gtbts.blogspot.com/feeds/2447054706112016273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1680090344560130191&amp;postID=2447054706112016273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1680090344560130191/posts/default/2447054706112016273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1680090344560130191/posts/default/2447054706112016273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gtbts.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-am-studying.html' title='i am studying'/><author><name>good things bad things</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13274036381292126166</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-1680090344560130191.post-9002781242185549802</id><published>2009-01-25T18:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T18:56:10.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new year day</title><content type='html'>this is the new year's eve on CHINESE CALENDER.one year passed and another year is coming.&lt;br /&gt;But what did i accomplish this year.&lt;br /&gt;1. I saved a tidy amount of money this year, not much, but i earned it all by myself.&lt;br /&gt;2. I forced the secretary in THAILAND to  signed my papers, not only mine, but also of the others.I am not sure whether any other people know it, but i know i did it.&lt;br /&gt;and i swear my sister has the same smooth way as the others.Thinking back it was a real accomplishment from my parts. I made her trust me.&lt;br /&gt;3. I get good friends and collegue in my work. Most of them like me. i have a reputation in my work.&lt;br /&gt;4. I helped my nephew, and my brother some finicial burdens. I am supporting my family.It also is a good feeling.&lt;br /&gt;5. a lot of people like me and love me.&lt;br /&gt;6.  it was a  happy year.&lt;br /&gt;and i decide to live the coming year in the same way , a happy and productive year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1680090344560130191-9002781242185549802?l=gtbts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gtbts.blogspot.com/feeds/9002781242185549802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1680090344560130191&amp;postID=9002781242185549802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1680090344560130191/posts/default/9002781242185549802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1680090344560130191/posts/default/9002781242185549802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gtbts.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-year-day.html' title='new year day'/><author><name>good things bad things</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13274036381292126166</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-1680090344560130191.post-89736665028525864</id><published>2009-01-21T02:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T02:23:27.161+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my little room</title><content type='html'>it is 1;30 am in morning. and i am awake, i can't sleep.&lt;br /&gt;i am looking at my room,where i spent more than one year of my life.&lt;br /&gt;i got a very strange feeling , like i can't leave it.&lt;br /&gt;it is not the first time i get the feeling. When i was in yangon, i got a room to myself, but that was not my home, but it was a space for me all the same.&lt;br /&gt;when i went back to taunggyi, i love to be with my family, but i can't wait to leave either. i want my space back.&lt;br /&gt;It was also the same in taiwan. when i was in tone-kan, i have a nice little room, i make it clean and bright, i have to leave it when i leave the job.&lt;br /&gt;Now awake in 1 am in morning. i am looking at the room , i have keep to myself, it was my space and also the space of my friend too, and we will be losing it.&lt;br /&gt;i feel depressed at the thought, but i don't know what to do.&lt;br /&gt;i don't like to be resticted, but technically, i was wrong. &lt;br /&gt;please what to i do now.&lt;br /&gt;i think i will miss my house and i think it is time, i buy an apartment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1680090344560130191-89736665028525864?l=gtbts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gtbts.blogspot.com/feeds/89736665028525864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1680090344560130191&amp;postID=89736665028525864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1680090344560130191/posts/default/89736665028525864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1680090344560130191/posts/default/89736665028525864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gtbts.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-little-room.html' title='my little room'/><author><name>good things bad things</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13274036381292126166</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-1680090344560130191.post-678303923920447311</id><published>2008-12-20T09:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T09:14:14.357+08:00</updated><title type='text'>completion</title><content type='html'>i decide once that a new timetable was necessary, it shows completion once&lt;br /&gt;and today, i think it is enough that i relied on gut feeling, that is what i ching has been telling me anyway, so i ask again and it also showed completion.&lt;br /&gt;so that is what i have to do.&lt;br /&gt;stick to my timetable.believe myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;completion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A transition from chaos to order is referenced by this hexagram. You have come a long way but the journey is not over. Like a traveler who has traversed a difficult and wide river, you appear to approach your destination. But the river bank is not the final stopping place. The most difficult work is over, but the wise person never stops moving onward in incremental steps. You are entering new territory and it will be smooth going at first. A new relationship or project will get off to the perfect beginning. But stay balanced internally and externally, or else the road ahead could become bumpy.  Completion and beginning are deeply connected. Only one part of your journey is ending.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1680090344560130191-678303923920447311?l=gtbts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gtbts.blogspot.com/feeds/678303923920447311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1680090344560130191&amp;postID=678303923920447311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1680090344560130191/posts/default/678303923920447311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1680090344560130191/posts/default/678303923920447311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gtbts.blogspot.com/2008/12/completion.html' title='completion'/><author><name>good things bad things</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13274036381292126166</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-1680090344560130191.post-5544651653591938712</id><published>2008-12-20T04:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T04:08:19.248+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my prediction about exam</title><content type='html'>i am not really understand what it's mean&lt;br /&gt;but it said grace&lt;br /&gt;Like a sacred fire lighting up the night sky, this hexagram is about the beauty of form - the grace of the material world. When something is pleasing to the eye, it can fuel success and happiness. This is a favorable time to begin something new, alter one's wardrobe or redecorate. Adornment brings confidence and freedom.  Enjoy the shifting appearances, but don't over indulge in them or they will distract you from true value.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1680090344560130191-5544651653591938712?l=gtbts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gtbts.blogspot.com/feeds/5544651653591938712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1680090344560130191&amp;postID=5544651653591938712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1680090344560130191/posts/default/5544651653591938712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1680090344560130191/posts/default/5544651653591938712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gtbts.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-prediction-about-exam.html' title='my prediction about exam'/><author><name>good things bad things</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13274036381292126166</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-1680090344560130191.post-8067978929460818320</id><published>2008-12-20T03:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T04:01:53.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>one of the down days</title><content type='html'>i went to a dinner with co worker, and drunk, and feel upset, i don't know why but i think because i bottle up too many things.&lt;br /&gt;i came back and asked i chin for my life and status,&lt;br /&gt;it answer me like that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;cauldron&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This hexagram symbolizes a rich cauldron of vitality and nourishment. It is an indication of supreme good fortune and an indication that your mind, body and soul will be well taken care of. The caldron is a container for your hopes, dreams and prayers. It is like a spiritual vessel that stores and then carries your dreams to fruition. Any apparent obstacles in your way will dissolve or be altered in such a way that they then act to propel your endeavors forward.  But remember that you are what you consume.  Good things come from good thoughts and energies. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The changes to line 5 indicate&lt;/span&gt;:  "Bright Golden Handles"- Here, the cauldron's old handles have been replaced by beautiful new handles, signifying that the right helpers are gathering together at this time. Expect continued success&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;outcomes;&lt;br /&gt;coming together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a good time to examine all the people in your life and ponder why you are connected to them. Look for the higher purpose in all relationships. Consider what this shared journey is teaching you. Don't judge people by their appearances. What lies beneath our outer appearance is what counts most. Form ties with intelligent people who support and share your own intelligence. Connect with like-minded souls. This may not be the best time solidify a relationship or business partnership. Instead explore why people come together or don't come together in the first place. Coming together must be free of ulterior motives.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1680090344560130191-8067978929460818320?l=gtbts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gtbts.blogspot.com/feeds/8067978929460818320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1680090344560130191&amp;postID=8067978929460818320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1680090344560130191/posts/default/8067978929460818320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1680090344560130191/posts/default/8067978929460818320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gtbts.blogspot.com/2008/12/one-of-down-days.html' title='one of the down days'/><author><name>good things bad things</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13274036381292126166</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-1680090344560130191.post-1841338124417070021</id><published>2008-12-18T02:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T02:32:16.738+08:00</updated><title type='text'>today prediction</title><content type='html'>i check my prediction about my status in work&lt;br /&gt;it says that &lt;br /&gt;"i will get approval from work, but wanting that approval means nothing, cos it will not benefit me in the long time. what i really need to do is nourish myself and help the other if i can."&lt;br /&gt;i think it is one good piece of advise,&lt;br /&gt;thanks i ching&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1680090344560130191-1841338124417070021?l=gtbts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gtbts.blogspot.com/feeds/1841338124417070021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1680090344560130191&amp;postID=1841338124417070021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1680090344560130191/posts/default/1841338124417070021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1680090344560130191/posts/default/1841338124417070021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gtbts.blogspot.com/2008/12/today-prediction.html' title='today prediction'/><author><name>good things bad things</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13274036381292126166</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-1680090344560130191.post-1400533889874220516</id><published>2008-12-09T09:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T09:41:59.867+08:00</updated><title type='text'>reading a few posts</title><content type='html'>reading back a few post,looks like i am really depressed&lt;br /&gt;i don't know why i feel like this, overall , i feel my self prettly lucky&lt;br /&gt;is there anything to do with being cut off from my family?&lt;br /&gt;what should i do now?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1680090344560130191-1400533889874220516?l=gtbts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gtbts.blogspot.com/feeds/1400533889874220516/comments/default' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1680090344560130191.post-9087714339522385292</id><published>2008-12-09T09:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T09:39:10.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i feel lonely and depressed lately</title><content type='html'>it has been a while since i am writing in my blog , but i feel overwhlemed with a lot of things, i feel tired all the time, may be it is the stress that is causing it, or may be my anxiety concerning coming exam or may be my relationship problems.&lt;br /&gt;i don' know, i also feel i need to do a lot of things but i don't feel like doing anything.&lt;br /&gt;may be i need to take some rest , go away and hit the books again.&lt;br /&gt;with my father go back to yangon, i feel cut off from my family&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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things</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13274036381292126166</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-1680090344560130191.post-3199706063662844802</id><published>2008-11-18T23:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T23:21:45.889+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i feel tired</title><content type='html'>I feel really old recently, i don't know why ,may be because i grew fat.&lt;br /&gt;Recently, i wanted a camera so badly but now not that much, I bought some lotions and feel a little guilty.&lt;br /&gt;so i stopped buying things recently, i even send back the camera i bought.&lt;br /&gt;today, i calculate the loan i have to pay and want to start eveything a new next month.&lt;br /&gt;i really need to re arrange my finance.&lt;div 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things</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13274036381292126166</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-1680090344560130191.post-164287747151968210</id><published>2008-11-16T19:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T19:45:09.254+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i feel guilty today</title><content type='html'>today, i spend a lot of money, because i am using credit card, it is not obvious right now,but i will have to pay a lot next month.&lt;br /&gt;from now on, today is 16 th nov, i decided not to spend anything more than absolutely necessary.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1680090344560130191-164287747151968210?l=gtbts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1680090344560130191.post-4614663231887944627</id><published>2008-11-12T15:21:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T15:24:54.678+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i feel depressed</title><content type='html'>i don't write in this blog for a while, today, when i wake up, i suddenly feel old and depressed.&lt;br /&gt;i think i will leave this hospital and go to some other bigger hospital but will i be ok there, &lt;br /&gt;i don't know how to explain my feelings, but i feel depressed today, may be it is the weather, or may be it is the time i spent with my co worker  at saloon.&lt;br /&gt;i feel very tired today, or may be i was on duty the day before yesterday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1680090344560130191-4614663231887944627?l=gtbts.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1680090344560130191.post-4735410252421336464</id><published>2008-11-05T20:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T20:18:41.649+08:00</updated><title type='text'>opening of a new chapter</title><content type='html'>i just finished my set of work today.&lt;br /&gt;and taking a break, tomorrow i will start a new chapter .&lt;br /&gt;i was busy recently, so i wasn't taking any rest.&lt;br /&gt;Recently a lot of things are going on.&lt;br /&gt;but anyway , i can save some money this month, i need better budget controlling.and i also did some sort of advance in my career.&lt;br /&gt;i need to up grade myself in taking care of my patients.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1680090344560130191-4735410252421336464?l=gtbts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1680090344560130191.post-3732284679972968275</id><published>2008-11-04T20:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T20:43:45.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2008/11/04</title><content type='html'>I haven't been writing in this blog for a long time.It may be cos i feel too tired after my daily amount of studying and revision.&lt;br /&gt;It was hard for me to learn all these stuffs again.&lt;br /&gt;I don't think i have been study this hard since i was in Tenth standard.&lt;br /&gt;I need to more organized to get things done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1680090344560130191-3732284679972968275?l=gtbts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1680090344560130191.post-1326510697144384178</id><published>2008-10-31T03:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T03:02:31.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i can't sleep</title><content type='html'>It is 3 o clock in the morning, i am on duty tomorrow and i should really be sleeping, but i can't , &lt;br /&gt;i don't know why, but i have a heavy sensation in my chest, one of my collegue seems to be hating me. or may be for a number of reason, anyway, i feel uncomfortable, i don't feel sleepy. but anyway , i must sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1680090344560130191-1326510697144384178?l=gtbts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1680090344560130191.post-326804898979835385</id><published>2008-10-28T20:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T20:14:01.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i feel sorry for someone</title><content type='html'>I did not write anything in recent days.I was a bit busy and fine it hard to do anything else except sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;Recently, the situation in our work place look like cold war.There was some tension between us.2 against 3-4.one in middle zone.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what is wrong with the whole setting.&lt;br /&gt;It is true that we don't want to mix with them.But it was becoming more and more complicated.Too complicated that now we are not speaking with each other.&lt;br /&gt;We feel she was jealous of me. But no way to comfirm that.&lt;br /&gt;Today, while me and my friend are making fun, she was at aside, watching us laughing.I feel undescrible sadness since then.&lt;br /&gt;I can't understand what is going on.She likes to get attention that is true.She works seriously, that is true too.&lt;br /&gt;But she can't get the result she wanted. So she is upset.may be it is what make her very aggressive in these days.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know, i was lucky, i went along fine whereever i went, but may be some people aren't as lucky as i am, May be it would make them bitter.&lt;br /&gt;Strangely, i feel sorry for her today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1680090344560130191-326804898979835385?l=gtbts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gtbts.blogspot.com/feeds/326804898979835385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1680090344560130191&amp;postID=326804898979835385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1680090344560130191/posts/default/326804898979835385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1680090344560130191/posts/default/326804898979835385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gtbts.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-feel-sorry-for-someone.html' title='i feel sorry for someone'/><author><name>good things bad things</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13274036381292126166</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-1680090344560130191.post-5522053987811750831</id><published>2008-10-22T00:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T00:03:49.934+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i feel lonely and upset</title><content type='html'>i don't know why,but a blue has gripped all the people in my vicinity. I left a job before,  and i don't feel anything at that time, or may be i did felt it, but i forget about it.I wasn't happy when i first came to this hospital, and i wanted to go back there.&lt;br /&gt;But now, it is different.&lt;br /&gt;I think it is now time to leave here, but i don't know how to do this, i think a lot of people are feeling the same, but a lot of people are don't want to be the one to break up the current condition.&lt;br /&gt;We have became friends, someone we can trust and count for help if we needed. but now what will happen to us?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1680090344560130191-5522053987811750831?l=gtbts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gtbts.blogspot.com/feeds/5522053987811750831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1680090344560130191.post-5339111540098950283</id><published>2008-10-21T19:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T19:16:37.147+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i am depressed</title><content type='html'>Recently, a lot of things are happening so fast that everyone is not feeling too good in our department, (except may be public enemy number one).She irritate me so much.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what is going on, but i feel something is not right, some changes are coming and some changes are already happening.I really wish i can sit my exam next month. &lt;br /&gt;I can't wait in this undecided state much longer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1680090344560130191-5339111540098950283?l=gtbts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1680090344560130191.post-6099761984144089086</id><published>2008-10-20T22:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T22:00:50.622+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HOW TO INVEST</title><content type='html'>定期定額投資 勿犯兩大盲點&lt;br /&gt;中時 更新日期:"2008/10/20 04:33" 林志昊／台北報導&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;儘管在空頭期間，定期定額幾乎都成了各家投信基金業務的主流，但對投資人而言，在空頭期間，卻也容易把定期定額的基金給停扣，甚至是贖回。法人指出，只要投資人犯了「賠錢愛中途停扣」，或是「賺錢又忘記贖回」的毛病，要獲利當然很難。在此空頭期間，最重要的就是不停扣！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;其實，在去年台股狂飆時，國內定期定額人數突破62萬人大關，但到了今年台股卻一路慘跌，根據投信投顧公會公布最新9月定時定額的人數顯示，定期定額的人數已經連續4個月跌破60萬人。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;新光投信表示，這與投資人存在「賠錢愛中途停扣」、「賺錢又忘記贖回」二大投資盲點有關，以今年來說，全球金融大震盪，投資人人心惶惶，許多人，寧可中途停扣賠錢的定時定額部位，也不願持續扣款。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;摩根富林明投信協理邱可君表示，投資也要比價，股市高價時少投入，低價時多儲備，獲利空間才會變大。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;總之，把打算投入的資金分成多批佈局，並等待低價時逐步投入，才是熊市投資的上策。所以投資人與其擔心股市哪天才回春，不如先問問自己低檔佈局了沒，這樣對投資成果反而更有幫助。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;另外，除克服賠錢愛停扣的毛病外，定時定額賺錢卻忘記贖回，也是影響定時定額獲利的常見通病。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;新光投信表示，投資人往往在定時定額投資出現獲利時，受到人性貪婪因素作祟，以為行情還會再漲，報酬率還會更高，於是就放任不管，隨市場造化。不過若是這樣，一切都還是紙上富貴；所以如果績效到了停利點，投資人不妨先部分贖回再進場佈局。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;聯邦投信表示，既然這次的金融危機，是百年難得一見的風暴的話，那麼此時若是選擇贖回或停扣，就是殺在百年來難得一見的低點。投資人既然知道定期定額的好處，就更該身體力行，除非短期有資金需求，否則不宜輕言退出市場。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1680090344560130191-6099761984144089086?l=gtbts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gtbts.blogspot.com/feeds/6099761984144089086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1680090344560130191&amp;postID=6099761984144089086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1680090344560130191/posts/default/6099761984144089086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1680090344560130191/posts/default/6099761984144089086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gtbts.blogspot.com/2008/10/how-to-invest.html' title='HOW TO INVEST'/><author><name>good things bad things</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13274036381292126166</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-1680090344560130191.post-5384066273408874031</id><published>2008-10-19T19:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T19:18:19.565+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i am waiting for good news</title><content type='html'>TODAY IS THE ONE OF THE MOST TRIED DAYS OF MY LIFE,&lt;br /&gt;i am waiting good news from my sister.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1680090344560130191-5384066273408874031?l=gtbts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gtbts.blogspot.com/feeds/5384066273408874031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1680090344560130191&amp;postID=5384066273408874031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1680090344560130191/posts/default/5384066273408874031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1680090344560130191/posts/default/5384066273408874031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gtbts.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-am-waiting-for-good-news.html' title='i am waiting for good news'/><author><name>good things bad things</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13274036381292126166</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-1680090344560130191.post-9155052998674428658</id><published>2008-10-19T14:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T14:52:07.461+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a strange day</title><content type='html'>This is a strange day for me,i did not write in this blog for some days, but recently a lot of things are on my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One thing is a friend &lt;/strong&gt;from hospital is taking exam, she did ok in a difficult exam, (written test) but she was worried about the oral test, i know it  ,and i feel that she is nervous, but i don't know how to help her, if i talk too much , i think i will make her more nervous, on the other hand, if i don't say a thing, it will look like i don't care her, (one thing is certain, she will pass the exam,but she will have a difficult time, let see how correct my vision is, and another competitor she will not pass. )we will know the answer in a day or two. let see how correct i am.&lt;br /&gt;today, i am waiting for her in the hospital , for her to come out and say everything was ok.I really want her to be ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;second thing is that i heard from one friend, a friend mine( msa ) was married without her parent's permission and now they declared that she is no longer her daughter.I think about her a lot recently, i can feel she is missing me, i don't think she is very happy in her marriage.I DON'T KNOW HOW CAN I DO ABOUT THAT, but i want to meet her, but i hate her busband.i wish i was with her at that time.i wish i could have prevented her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Attend ebm course yesterday, to say in short, i was successful,academically, i usually do well. Every one says i am very clever, but actually i usually do not do very well in exam.i don't get very good marks. i sometime feel i am a fake, pretending to be clever, while actually i am just an imposter, doing just superficial things to make people think i am really clever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Meet one of elder sisters, she think i am more beautiful than the last time she saw me, but also warn me that i should be getting married, U know, i am getting older every day, but actually for now, i am very satisfy with my life, just now.She also say that i am the cleverest girl she has ever met, i am flattered, but feel a bit like that i don't deserve that, i don't think  i am as clever as they think i am ,  a lot of things are guess work really.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1680090344560130191-9155052998674428658?l=gtbts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gtbts.blogspot.com/feeds/9155052998674428658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1680090344560130191&amp;postID=9155052998674428658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1680090344560130191/posts/default/9155052998674428658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1680090344560130191/posts/default/9155052998674428658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gtbts.blogspot.com/2008/10/strange-day.html' title='a strange day'/><author><name>good things bad things</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13274036381292126166</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-1680090344560130191.post-4824525435861947854</id><published>2008-10-16T22:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T22:59:36.961+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my new computer get infected</title><content type='html'>why i was trying my computer today,it was infected by a malware.I have to  re program my computer, and i spend the whole evening that way.It was very depressing to have one's computer function disrupted by it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1680090344560130191-4824525435861947854?l=gtbts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gtbts.blogspot.com/feeds/4824525435861947854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1680090344560130191&amp;postID=4824525435861947854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1680090344560130191/posts/default/4824525435861947854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1680090344560130191/posts/default/4824525435861947854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gtbts.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-new-computer-get-infected.html' title='my new computer get infected'/><author><name>good things bad things</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13274036381292126166</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-1680090344560130191.post-3634088816932399097</id><published>2008-10-15T19:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T19:59:00.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i get my new computer today</title><content type='html'>I received my new computer today, it is small and cute.i like it very much,it is very easy to carry&lt;br /&gt;on the other hand, the fonts are small so it is a bit tiring. On the good side, it has very effective wireless network, &lt;br /&gt;I feel jealousy around me today,it is very important to pass my exam .or everything i have been doing will be useless, i must work very hard from now on,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1680090344560130191-3634088816932399097?l=gtbts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gtbts.blogspot.com/feeds/3634088816932399097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1680090344560130191&amp;postID=3634088816932399097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1680090344560130191/posts/default/3634088816932399097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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irritated.&lt;br /&gt;I think she is angry with me too.i sometime guilty to make her feel lonely. but sometime i just can't stand it.&lt;br /&gt;i return the computer i bought from yahoo. and buy a new one from PC home.hope everything will be all right this time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1680090344560130191-2102936542191039988?l=gtbts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gtbts.blogspot.com/feeds/2102936542191039988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1680090344560130191&amp;postID=2102936542191039988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1680090344560130191/posts/default/2102936542191039988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1680090344560130191/posts/default/2102936542191039988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gtbts.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-am-angry-today.html' title='i am angry today'/><author><name>good things bad things</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13274036381292126166</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-1680090344560130191.post-5490717605504832445</id><published>2008-10-13T19:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T19:53:58.371+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i must study now</title><content type='html'>today i start another new timetable, but this time i will stick to my timetable no matter how difficult it is,&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to fail this exam.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1680090344560130191-5490717605504832445?l=gtbts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gtbts.blogspot.com/feeds/5490717605504832445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1680090344560130191&amp;postID=5490717605504832445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1680090344560130191/posts/default/5490717605504832445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1680090344560130191/posts/default/5490717605504832445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gtbts.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-must-study-now.html' title='i must study now'/><author><name>good things bad things</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13274036381292126166</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-1680090344560130191.post-6854183313345852390</id><published>2008-10-12T21:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T21:20:10.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i am thinking of old age</title><content type='html'>I feel young right now, but i saw too many people recently that i am afraid of old age.&lt;br /&gt;Today i get a new patient, who is 81 yr old but with dementia, She is thin and asleep.&lt;br /&gt;I feel very depressed after seeing that patient.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1680090344560130191-6854183313345852390?l=gtbts.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1680090344560130191.post-9015874686268071219</id><published>2008-10-12T12:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T12:43:32.728+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Principle of saving</title><content type='html'>Discussion of the fundamentals of the economy has come to the forefront because of the current economic crisis. While you may have little control over the economy as an individual, you hold a lot of power over the fundamentals of saving money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The biggest failure is that most people assume saving money is about paying less for something than you expected. But it's a long-term process of conscious decision-making based on basics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amazingly, many people don't adhere to the most obvious fundamental: Make more money than you spend, or spend less than you make. Ultimately you need to live within your means. Beyond this, there are less-obvious rules:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Purchase value&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you buy anything, look at the purchase value rather than the purchase price. The cheapest item will rarely save you the most money in the long run. How long will the item last, how many uses can you get out of it, how well does it do the job?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spend to save&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be willing to spend on items that save money over time. There is a long list of products that can save money depending on how you live your life. Some examples: a sewing machine, coffee maker, rechargeable batteries, home insulation. These all cost money, but they eventually pay for themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emergency fund&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An emergency fund is the safety net that allows you to both purchase value and spend to save. Without an emergency fund, you live paycheck to paycheck, which forces you to purchase only what is cheapest and needed at that moment. You don't have the monetary security to plan ahead and shop for what is best for your long-term savings when you are worried about having enough money to make it to the next paycheck. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The value of what you buy doesn't stop as soon as you hand over the money for it. How long the item is useful often depends on how well you maintain it. If you buy a lawn mower and store it properly, it's going to have a longer life than if you leave it among the elements. It's like getting regular checkups at the dentist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Retail price&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only reason you need to pay full retail price is because you didn't have the time or make the effort to get a better deal. There are always discounts available and once you determine what you need, you should spend some time looking for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have a choice, you should buy used instead of new. While buying used might have been problematic in the past, that is no longer the case with the Internet at your fingers. Craigslist and eBay provide an online flea-market with anything you could ever need. Local stores like consignment shops, Goodwill, local flea markets and garage sales can also be places to find the things you need. Some stores specialize in used items such as sporting goods and designer clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Using the same line of thinking, you shouldn't buy things at all that you can get for free. Be willing to borrow, lend and trade. Use public services like the library. Be willing to list things you may need on sites like FreeCycle.org to get them at no cost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What your time is worth&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the most important fundamentals of saving money that people often forget is knowing what your own time is worth. A simple way to come up with a number is to divide your monthly take-home pay with the number of hours you work each month. You can then determine if the savings are worth the time and effort. If you're only going to save a few dollars when it will take you several hours to do it yourself, then it's not worth your time. Time is money, so understanding what your time is worth can help you make good money-saving decisions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By embracing these fundamentals, you place yourself in a position where you can make great gains in savings. If you fail to understand that saving money is more than the price you pay at the store, you will find that you're never saving the amount that you thought you would be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1680090344560130191-9015874686268071219?l=gtbts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gtbts.blogspot.com/feeds/9015874686268071219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1680090344560130191&amp;postID=9015874686268071219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1680090344560130191/posts/default/9015874686268071219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1680090344560130191/posts/default/9015874686268071219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gtbts.blogspot.com/2008/10/principle-of-saving.html' title='Principle of saving'/><author><name>good things bad things</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13274036381292126166</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-1680090344560130191.post-290606096464864176</id><published>2008-10-10T23:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T01:00:49.374+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-28f1900265903a24" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D28f1900265903a24%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331475472%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D30D41A369DA2F8794328FFF72ED1C0F1E5AA02AA.7D9E9689F458CBF107BB862177C6BE4DC9FE455F%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D28f1900265903a24%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dyl8n3R6QdCwQMbOXgT5fhBUiobM&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D28f1900265903a24%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331475472%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D30D41A369DA2F8794328FFF72ED1C0F1E5AA02AA.7D9E9689F458CBF107BB862177C6BE4DC9FE455F%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D28f1900265903a24%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dyl8n3R6QdCwQMbOXgT5fhBUiobM&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1680090344560130191-290606096464864176?l=gtbts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=28f1900265903a24&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gtbts.blogspot.com/feeds/290606096464864176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1680090344560130191&amp;postID=290606096464864176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1680090344560130191/posts/default/290606096464864176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1680090344560130191/posts/default/290606096464864176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gtbts.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post_10.html' title=''/><author><name>good things bad things</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13274036381292126166</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-1680090344560130191.post-5630705280485614226</id><published>2008-10-10T23:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T23:49:51.188+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i take a full rest today</title><content type='html'>Today is a national holiday, and tomorrow is SAT, i haven't rested for a long time and i get a full rest today. I speak with one of my sisters(older) she remind me about marriage. She said i should be thinking about it now, I am more than 30 yr old, i feel old after talking with her, But i told her , i still like the way my life is .&lt;br /&gt;For 3 good things today&lt;br /&gt;1. i get a holiday&lt;br /&gt;2. i get a lot of good friends&lt;br /&gt;3. all of my documents are finished.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1680090344560130191-5630705280485614226?l=gtbts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gtbts.blogspot.com/feeds/5630705280485614226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1680090344560130191&amp;postID=5630705280485614226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1680090344560130191/posts/default/5630705280485614226'/><link rel='self' 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don't know how i feel like this, but in last few days, i feel scare  and without security. like wandering in a strange land, &lt;br /&gt;i feel like a little child trapped in a strange land, someone or something has control over me.and i feel afraid, &lt;br /&gt;hope it will be over soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1680090344560130191-1306763170128210009?l=gtbts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gtbts.blogspot.com/feeds/1306763170128210009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1680090344560130191&amp;postID=1306763170128210009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1680090344560130191/posts/default/1306763170128210009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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him.&lt;br /&gt;He never did anything bad to me, but i keep my distance from him.I even told other people that i don't like him.&lt;br /&gt;Actually i didn't know him well.Now the more i meet him, the more i feel i don't understand him at all.&lt;br /&gt;He seem very unhappy lately and i know he wants to talk to me but daren't to call me first.&lt;br /&gt;But i don't know what can I do for him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1680090344560130191-8546763201772507331?l=gtbts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gtbts.blogspot.com/feeds/8546763201772507331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1680090344560130191&amp;postID=8546763201772507331' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1680090344560130191.post-643649900919226881</id><published>2008-10-05T22:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T22:05:57.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>all six cases are finished today</title><content type='html'>ok, &lt;br /&gt;first good thing is&lt;br /&gt; 1,all 6 cases needed for my sis exam is finished.&lt;br /&gt; 2.today is hto hto 's birthday, i call to say hello. glad she is ok and happy&lt;br /&gt; 3. someone called me to ask about documents, i am glad mine has been finished&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1680090344560130191-643649900919226881?l=gtbts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gtbts.blogspot.com/feeds/643649900919226881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1680090344560130191.post-5342080955850319651</id><published>2008-10-03T18:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T18:06:53.367+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 good things today</title><content type='html'>1. I have a safe and stable job, while other are scrambling for one&lt;br /&gt;2. I have a good home, staying at home today, with my family reading, listening to music is very cozy and peaceful&lt;br /&gt;3. I have the ability to help other people (if i want to hee hee)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1680090344560130191-5342080955850319651?l=gtbts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gtbts.blogspot.com/feeds/5342080955850319651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1680090344560130191&amp;postID=5342080955850319651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1680090344560130191/posts/default/5342080955850319651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1680090344560130191/posts/default/5342080955850319651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gtbts.blogspot.com/2008/10/3-good-things-today_03.html' title='3 good things today'/><author><name>good things bad things</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13274036381292126166</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-1680090344560130191.post-1893984037062677244</id><published>2008-10-03T17:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T18:10:14.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am reading an interesting article</title><content type='html'>I was reading an article in OCT 2008 ED of reader's digest. It told about a study,Britain's National Survey of Health and development.It began with 13867 babies born in 1946 and has been tailing them upto now.The writer, (one of the participants) in now 62.What gets me interested is that the effect of early life effects the later life of people.( big surprise, but it is interesting to see  it have been  proved scientifically)&lt;br /&gt;It says that "There is  almost a five fold difference in mortality rate between those who always have the best chance all along the way and those who have had the worst.There are two groups who are doing well,Those who have always had the best things in life and those who are resilient, despite not having had the best thing in life, they still seem to come out on top.But the number of people who went right from the bottom to the top is few."&lt;br /&gt;It is interesting to note that luck, karma or whatever it is called, is the  most important thing after all.People are categorized as soon as they were born.Even though some people can break through the rank impose on them by life, they are minority.&lt;br /&gt;It is weird to know a study like this exist.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1680090344560130191-1893984037062677244?l=gtbts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gtbts.blogspot.com/feeds/1893984037062677244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1680090344560130191&amp;postID=1893984037062677244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1680090344560130191/posts/default/1893984037062677244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1680090344560130191/posts/default/1893984037062677244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gtbts.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-am-reading-interesting-article.html' title='I am reading an interesting article'/><author><name>good things bad things</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13274036381292126166</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-1680090344560130191.post-2469770319365554375</id><published>2008-10-02T11:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T11:55:13.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my color</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="width:300px; background-color:#CCCCCC; border-width:2px; border-color:#000000; border-style:solid; padding:8px;"&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="7"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" valign="middle"&gt;&lt;div style="width:18px; height:18px; background-color:#006633; border-width:1px; border-color:#000000; border-style:solid;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="center" valign="middle"&gt;&lt;div style="width:18px; height:18px; background-color:#339900; border-width:1px; border-color:#000000; border-style:solid;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="center" valign="middle"&gt;&lt;div style="width:18px; height:18px; background-color:#66CC33; border-width:1px; border-color:#000000; border-style:solid;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="center" valign="middle"&gt;&lt;div style="width:18px; height:18px; background-color:#33FF00; border-width:1px; border-color:#000000; border-style:solid;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="center" valign="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,arial; font-size:20px; font-weight:bold; color:#339900;"&gt;GREEN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;p align="justify" style="font-family:verdana,arial; font-size:10px;color:#000000;"&gt;You are a very calm and contemplative person. Others are drawn to your peaceful, nurturing nature.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://www.quizmeme.com/color/" target="_blank" style="font-family:verdana,arial; font-size:9px; text-decoration:none; color:#339900;"&gt;&lt;B&gt;Find out your color at QuizMeme.com!&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1680090344560130191-2469770319365554375?l=gtbts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gtbts.blogspot.com/feeds/2469770319365554375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1680090344560130191&amp;postID=2469770319365554375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1680090344560130191/posts/default/2469770319365554375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1680090344560130191/posts/default/2469770319365554375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gtbts.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-color.html' title='my color'/><author><name>good things bad things</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13274036381292126166</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-1680090344560130191.post-561821060783099498</id><published>2008-10-01T23:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T23:14:23.492+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 good things today</title><content type='html'>1. i heard good news that my sis has passed the exam&lt;br /&gt;2. i was asleep all evening, there will be few jobs where u can sleep during working hours and still get 2000 tw $ a day&lt;br /&gt;3. i saved money today as my target.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1680090344560130191-561821060783099498?l=gtbts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gtbts.blogspot.com/feeds/561821060783099498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1680090344560130191&amp;postID=561821060783099498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1680090344560130191/posts/default/561821060783099498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1680090344560130191/posts/default/561821060783099498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gtbts.blogspot.com/2008/10/3-good-things-today.html' title='3 good things today'/><author><name>good things bad things</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13274036381292126166</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-1680090344560130191.post-5454582249074040178</id><published>2008-10-01T23:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T23:05:22.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i heard good news</title><content type='html'>i just received message from my sis, that she has passed the written test,i am very happy, even though i knew she will pass.&lt;br /&gt;Congratulation sis,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1680090344560130191-5454582249074040178?l=gtbts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1680090344560130191.post-7058868542406989566</id><published>2008-10-01T20:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T20:50:29.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I feel too tired today</title><content type='html'>I was on duty yesterday and today i feel really tired.&lt;br /&gt;I was asleep most of evening, i don't have any energy to do anything.&lt;br /&gt;I feel restless. i did not finish study today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1680090344560130191-7058868542406989566?l=gtbts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gtbts.blogspot.com/feeds/7058868542406989566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1680090344560130191.post-7931030108622772778</id><published>2008-09-30T22:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T22:23:16.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i check my eyes today</title><content type='html'>i get my eyes checked up today, the doctor said, there was a small area of retina detachment, which he saw months ago. but it was not getting bigger, so keep on follow up.&lt;br /&gt;There are a lot of floaters in my eyes, He say there is no treatment for that.&lt;br /&gt; The rest are the same, The visual acuity is not getting worse.&lt;br /&gt;But the changes will be more prominent if i keep on using my old glasses.&lt;br /&gt;I am a bit scare.&lt;br /&gt;But i paid my credit card loans today, at last i am debt free.&lt;br /&gt;(But i will taking more soon)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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things</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13274036381292126166</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-1680090344560130191.post-2270909242528192489</id><published>2008-09-29T23:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T23:19:19.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what i feel about things</title><content type='html'>When i was about 11 year old, i went a trip with my relative, we use a car Datsun,there was an open window at the front, the wind is blowing from that window, my aunt told me to sit at the middle , to avoid catch cold. &lt;br /&gt;Then i saw a young maid, who was about the same age as i was sat in the front, she was wearing a thin blouse, but i was wearing a sweater, she had blue lips because of cold. I got up and change my place with her. My aunt couldn't say a thing in front of other people but scolded me in private, she thought i was foolish.&lt;br /&gt;but i saw the girl about 15 yr later, she remembered the small incidence when every one else had forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;when i feel something is not fair,  i want to change, but may be this is not possible in every case. i learn that now.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes  i am too stubborn. but &lt;br /&gt;There is a well known saying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;ALL MEN ARE EQUAL, BUT SOME MEN ARE MORE EQUAL THAN THE OTHER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1680090344560130191-2270909242528192489?l=gtbts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gtbts.blogspot.com/feeds/2270909242528192489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1680090344560130191.post-5815479713671752423</id><published>2008-09-28T19:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T19:49:29.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'>taiphone day</title><content type='html'>Today, i am on duty, but there is a big storm coming, &lt;br /&gt;In evening, i go out for one trip to 7 -eleven, There was raining heavily and i was wet.&lt;br /&gt;I think, when natural disaster like this occur, there is the difference between material  wealth and poverty become more apparent, whatever way u look.If a person is  in bamboo hut during a storm, how can he feel secure.&lt;br /&gt;So it is the difference between money and poverty, vulnerability and security.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1680090344560130191-5815479713671752423?l=gtbts.blogspot.com' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1680090344560130191.post-6688854880270504633</id><published>2008-09-27T18:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T22:17:48.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>today i start studying</title><content type='html'>i start , i mean i really really start studying today.&lt;br /&gt;from now on, i will stick to my study, and i bought a book today. this time i am serious&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1680090344560130191-6688854880270504633?l=gtbts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gtbts.blogspot.com/feeds/6688854880270504633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1680090344560130191&amp;postID=6688854880270504633' 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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-1680090344560130191.post-2961946812665116100</id><published>2008-09-26T22:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T22:09:21.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>good luck for my sis</title><content type='html'>my sis will going to sit exam tomorrow, wishing her the best of luck&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1680090344560130191-2961946812665116100?l=gtbts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gtbts.blogspot.com/feeds/2961946812665116100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1680090344560130191&amp;postID=2961946812665116100' title='0 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who took taiwan lisence exam this july. only one passed, i feel a bit shaky, i must start studying now.&lt;br /&gt;i plan since first day of this month,but i failed, now i need to plan another timetable,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1680090344560130191-6810907986802332899?l=gtbts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gtbts.blogspot.com/feeds/6810907986802332899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1680090344560130191&amp;postID=6810907986802332899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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school,killing 9 people and hurting a lot more. Before the shooting, he upload his photos of shooting on U tube, &lt;br /&gt;I don't understand why people have to do things like this, what i think is that he wants attention.&lt;br /&gt;i think wanting attention is the worst thing , it can destroy people .That is why people are doing a lot of foolish things just to get attention. &lt;br /&gt;may be i am wrong, but in the past, people know each other, what ever happen, the whole village will know about it,&lt;br /&gt;but in this world,no body know anyone any more, may be that is why there are a lot of suicide.&lt;br /&gt;just to be talked about.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1680090344560130191-5726231386128234065?l=gtbts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gtbts.blogspot.com/feeds/5726231386128234065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1680090344560130191.post-1987454750669106846</id><published>2008-09-24T17:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T17:25:30.122+08:00</updated><title type='text'>another duty day</title><content type='html'>today is another duty day,&lt;br /&gt;my sis is taking leave to study, i wish her best of luck.&lt;br /&gt;today, i make some tarot reading for her, the tarot said the way to success is to use cold logic, think generally and she will be ok.&lt;br /&gt;today, a cardiologist dr shu, scolded us, he said he just checked charts and our progress notes are very bad, don't know what are we writing. &lt;br /&gt;otherwise everything was fine.&lt;br /&gt;i now know how to do composite photos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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aknowledging that we are lesser than they are.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1680090344560130191-8252579823958500798?l=gtbts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gtbts.blogspot.com/feeds/8252579823958500798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1680090344560130191&amp;postID=8252579823958500798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1680090344560130191/posts/default/8252579823958500798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1680090344560130191/posts/default/8252579823958500798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gtbts.blogspot.com/2008/09/today-i-feel-depressed.html' title='today i feel depressed'/><author><name>good things 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1680090344560130191.post-2564509179686108573</id><published>2008-09-19T19:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T00:33:17.865+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the book i read recently</title><content type='html'>i bought a new book recently, memory keeper's daughter, but i don't like it much, a doctor who knows that his daughter has down's syndrome, gives her away and tell his wife that the child dies. &lt;br /&gt;but the secrete causes the ruin of his marriage. &lt;br /&gt;i don't know but why a person cannot recover from something? bad things happen to people, that is true, but all survive and can live a happy life if one wanted, it don't need to hold on to the past like that , &lt;br /&gt;i think i am a sensitive person, who can feel and keep my emotions longer than most people, but i don't think even i will understand this sort of thing, &lt;br /&gt;how long a person should be suffer for a tragic episode, 20 yr, 30 yr, all his life, what a bore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1680090344560130191-2564509179686108573?l=gtbts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gtbts.blogspot.com/feeds/2564509179686108573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1680090344560130191&amp;postID=2564509179686108573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1680090344560130191/posts/default/2564509179686108573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1680090344560130191/posts/default/2564509179686108573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gtbts.blogspot.com/2008/09/book-i-read-recently.html' title='the book i read recently'/><author><name>good things bad things</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13274036381292126166</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-1680090344560130191.post-8913646180493494596</id><published>2008-09-19T19:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T19:41:07.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>today i sit ACLS</title><content type='html'>I sit the ACLS for second time today, it was 2 years since i sat the first one, a lot of things has been changed. &lt;br /&gt;i think i will pass.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1680090344560130191-8913646180493494596?l=gtbts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1680090344560130191.post-8710474694905718721</id><published>2008-09-18T20:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T20:45:07.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>boring day</title><content type='html'>today, i attend ACLS course, it was boring and feel like a waste of time, i don't know why i feel like that,but i feel bored. &lt;br /&gt;good things today,&lt;br /&gt;1,1 can understand what they are teaching easily.I can keep up with the lesson.&lt;br /&gt;2, i drink good coffee today&lt;br /&gt;3.i can get a certificate without paying myself,ha ha,&lt;br /&gt;hee, but i feel too lazy to study/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1680090344560130191-8710474694905718721?l=gtbts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1680090344560130191.post-4479623988605934611</id><published>2008-09-17T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T22:09:18.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>good things and bad things today</title><content type='html'>i decide  will write 3 good things daily&lt;br /&gt;good things today are&lt;br /&gt;1. i called exam department today and they say i don't need any more documents, also confirmed by my friends&lt;br /&gt;2. today, i eat chicken wings bought by my sister.&lt;br /&gt;3. and i got free 1600 tw $ in phone bills ha ha, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and for sis, i build a blog for her ,so we can contact each other where ever we are and what ever we are doing.&lt;br /&gt;bad things today&lt;br /&gt;1. i have to get up early and attend ACLS tomorrow,hmmmmm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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things</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13274036381292126166</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-1680090344560130191.post-7101994263610030039</id><published>2008-09-17T10:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T10:48:14.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what is a job in a big hospital look like</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow we need to attend classes concerning resuscitation. ACLS it was called.&lt;br /&gt;What I want to know is this.... can we really save a person's live.Of course i have helped in some CPR , some people make it, at least for few days, some of the old people give up. some keep on, some became totally bed-ridden and dependent.make a lot of stresses on family.&lt;br /&gt;what is better?&lt;br /&gt;let a person go natural course?&lt;br /&gt;or do everything we can to make him/her lives longer?&lt;br /&gt;no one can predict the outcome, no one can know the consequences of our heroic measures. so what do we do?&lt;br /&gt;when our loves one are involved.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1680090344560130191-7101994263610030039?l=gtbts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gtbts.blogspot.com/feeds/7101994263610030039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1680090344560130191.post-4637295310120793245</id><published>2008-09-16T21:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T21:19:49.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i feel chest tightness</title><content type='html'>today, is the second day my brother's family leave for myanmar, the first day they go, i feel strangely relieved. i tidy the house, and enjoy the quiet and stability.&lt;br /&gt;but after the initial tidiness, the house feel too big, and too quiet, it is strange the a person so small will take up so many space in the house.&lt;br /&gt;one of my patient, who is only one year older than me , is transferred from our hospital to tertiary center with impending respiratory failure.&lt;br /&gt;i did not go and see her today, because i know something is not quite right with her, but i saw her yesterday, i think she suffered from a sort of virulence viral infection, but now i feel a little chest tightness today, life is so fragile,&lt;br /&gt;there are lots of things to do and so little time to do all this, but i don't want to work too hard either.&lt;br /&gt;but there are a lot things need to be done daily. sometime i feel overwhelmed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1680090344560130191-4637295310120793245?l=gtbts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gtbts.blogspot.com/feeds/4637295310120793245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1680090344560130191&amp;postID=4637295310120793245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1680090344560130191/posts/default/4637295310120793245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1680090344560130191/posts/default/4637295310120793245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gtbts.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-feel-chest-tightness.html' title='i feel chest tightness'/><author><name>good things bad things</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13274036381292126166</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-1680090344560130191.post-4665706262305475873</id><published>2008-09-05T22:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T22:56:28.421+08:00</updated><title type='text'>things i have been thinking</title><content type='html'>i am 33 now,&lt;br /&gt;what i am thinking is that what make a person happy.&lt;br /&gt;because seeing a lot of ill people in hospital, i began to think the most important thing for a good life is to be healthy,&lt;br /&gt;i am not suffering from any sort of illness yet, but i am not particularly healthy either.&lt;br /&gt;so&lt;br /&gt;i need to do exercise, eat well and take good care of myself.also i need to meditate,be peace with myself and my surrounding, just because ,physical health is also dependent on mental health.&lt;br /&gt;the second thing is be have lots of friends and be respected. just do my job well&lt;br /&gt;that is not a problem.&lt;br /&gt;but i need to have finicial security.i must have a good planning and also good insurance policy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1680090344560130191-4665706262305475873?l=gtbts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gtbts.blogspot.com/feeds/4665706262305475873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1680090344560130191.post-1659174873094627559</id><published>2008-08-28T10:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T10:46:51.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hi friends</title><content type='html'>today is my birthday and i am 32 now.&lt;br /&gt;but i don't feel old, i feel satisfy with myself and free.&lt;br /&gt;i don' t feel like that for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;now i am completely happy and at ease. just a bit tight on budget, cos i spent a lot last months.ha ha,&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i will start to study for my exam next month,i already have a timetable,&lt;br /&gt;and i start to save money.i also try to meditate regularly,&lt;br /&gt;next thing i need to do will be to do some exercise but it need more time.&lt;br /&gt;but i think i need to do something to improve my health, cos i am growing old.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, if anyone of my friends is watching this post, i want u to know that i am very grateful that u care about me.&lt;br /&gt;bye&lt;br /&gt;from hsy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1680090344560130191-1659174873094627559?l=gtbts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gtbts.blogspot.com/feeds/1659174873094627559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1680090344560130191&amp;postID=1659174873094627559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1680090344560130191/posts/default/1659174873094627559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1680090344560130191/posts/default/1659174873094627559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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