tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-43452088389243158822024-02-19T08:36:30.304-08:00Life's little knacksvantamonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12763072056422807128noreply@blogger.comBlogger77125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4345208838924315882.post-31687993472109721582012-08-18T06:23:00.000-07:002012-08-18T06:23:16.105-07:00i never thought holding a birthday party could be such a risk<br /><br />alot of people end up judging you on it... the flow, the guests, the music.. the place...<br /><br />It seemed alot of people were expecting something big since the guest list was big<br /><br />i don't really know what to say .. was it good?<br /><br /><br />I think most people thought it was pretty average. i stuffed up a few thigns, especially the information part, getting drunk to early and having stupid moments.. even the f**#@ music didn't work properly<br /><br />My speeches... wtf, can't even remember but apparently i was too drunk.<br /><br />God damnmit, I just want some good things to come already!<br /><br />it's times like these you wish.. you could have someone to talk to, just help you , talk too..<br /><br />perhaps i'm being way to hard on myself but i was expected to deliver and i couldn't.<br /><br />how many times in life has people expect you TO deliver and you couldn't?<br /><br />i've had that too many times, it makes you... depressed really..<br /><br />Maybe i should........ just stop trying..vantamonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12763072056422807128noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4345208838924315882.post-10547267770778115972012-07-07T14:32:00.001-07:002012-07-07T14:33:37.630-07:00Adrenalin rushLife as you know it at 21 and 11 months<br />
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Ever had that feeling where your running around in circles doing the same thing over and over again? where you feel like you need a change just to see what's out there?<br />
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I guess the best way to put it is the example of going to a gym ; you train, you do your routine work out every week and you've reached a maximum. It's time to take the risk and level up, whether it be to stack on more weights, increase the repetition or increase your throughput. There's something about taking it that step further that energizes you to go to that next level. call it an adrenalin rush but it what brings out of our comfort zone and open new doors of opportunity.<br />
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So where am i going with all this?<br />
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Recently a birthday party had passed and of course as usual it was the perfect opportunity to meet new people Cough* girls*. and so there was this pretty girl who most guys would be eyeballing but i would agree ; she was just that ; a pretty girl. It's funny. I'm not sure about my state of mind back then but I couldn't bring myself to even go up and talk to her when the opportunity arose. I'd just sit back...... and do nothing; timid , scared for some reason. Looking back I think I was over analytical of the entire thought and couldn't pull it off.<br />
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the hell ?<br />
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Think the only thing holding me back was going up and talking to her knowing friends would be watching, and they'd see my success or failure for that matter. But you know, i failed anyway because I couldn't even bring myself up to talk to her. and so another opportunity passed where you could of done something. <br />
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That feeling of the adrenalin rush; I'm sure most people know what I'm talking about - seeing that crush , taking a risk, asking a girl out ; it really brings the life out of you. Lately I haven't been much and it's been so boring and unmotivating that It feels like I just need to do something risky again just to bring myself back to life again. <br />
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But could this be why people - cheat? their relationships are normal and their excitement has died ; but talking to new people gives them that adrenalin rush , the same one they once had with their partner at the earlier stages of their life?<br />
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that adrenalin rush...<br />
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Other than that life is very meh atm. very very mehvantamonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12763072056422807128noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4345208838924315882.post-50705010484705101222012-06-07T06:27:00.003-07:002012-06-07T06:27:42.635-07:00As far as clinical placement goes, i've always looked foreward to it ending, because it would mean infinite time to stay up late , game and sleep.<br /><br />but it's somewhat awkward this time around. not a bad awkward but uncomfortable, sad even. Somehow I've grown attached to the current placement I'm in. Perhaps it's the people i've met there and how I could just so easily get along with everyone and how it was chilled. Perhaps it's the friends i've made, the fun and not so fun things we'd journey into for the last 6 weeks and how we got to know each other in a much more friendly way as oppose to professional. And yet here I am, knowing tomorrow is the last day but.... dreading it.<br /><br />I could even say I'm going to miss the place. That's something fyi. Sure I'd love to get a job there but competition is tough and I'd need some sort of luck to pass through. sigh..<br /><br />My closest analogy is comparing it to something that of an an rpg game. You know how your about half way through the game, you enter a village, a massive event happens, some emotional changes take place, the friends you've made and the boss battles you've thought together, and after saving the village from total destruction and making such valuable friends, you have finally have to wave good bye to continue that journey to restore the gems of deltora?<br /><br />It's a pretty lame analogy but then again, when have i not been lame?<br /><br />and such is life...<br /><br />*sigh*vantamonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12763072056422807128noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4345208838924315882.post-60058029065772162522012-05-25T03:43:00.004-07:002012-05-25T03:46:15.309-07:00And that's life for you.<br />
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well that didn't really make any sense but let me attempt to explain.<br />
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So when you don't have anything to do, you tend to think about things. Call me mr philosphical but I've come to notice how much has changed over the past 5 years.<br />
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You can see it on facebook, y ou can see it on people's behavior.<br />
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2 years ago facebook was active; people will be posting just about anything and everyone was having "fun" ; the friends i have who are 15-18 yo still talk about random things ; you know young love, movies, paying each other out ....... but as we grow older we stop; is that just maturity or what? I mean I've noticed many people had just stop fbing posts. <br />
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Several key reasons I have come up with:<br />
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To be judged:<br />
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Now that we are adults, are we more, in a sense, judged by every little thing we say or do? younger we could come up with an excuse saying oh his just young he'll learn... but now that that excuse is no longer "valid" do we just keep our mouths shut in the hope of continuing life without an attempt to lose any respect? to no embarrass ourselves just in case we say something stupid to make us "look" stupid? <br />
Yes, this little trend I've noticed is as you get older, you are more quieter and reserved. Is this part of growing up?<br />
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I've noticed that as I walk in the shopping mall during a lunch break from placement in uniform, people will look at me, differently than say, if I were in casual; immediately people judge me to be "smart" since this uniform represents me going to uni, having good acedmic work and a good future; the look I call it. I feel that I am entitled to act/behave more smarter then I should be ( or are they looking at my bulkiness from the gym? o_o) so this reflects the whole fb incdent ; minimal posts and being very reserved.<br />
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Partners<br />
Otherwise getting a partner sure has "changed" people's behavior to the more quieter zone. Not sure if it's to save people embrassment for the partner but it is painstakinly obvious that when your off the market, your not only quieter, but you... almost dissapear from the world or "social" club.<br />
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I speak from observation of course; and we've all seen it.<br />
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But this is the just the way life goes I guess; the next chapter? step in life? being part of an adult? Sometimes I feel like I'll be immature forever or something so it's a bit harder to adapt to this adulthood phase. zzzzzz<br /><br />Busy<br /><br />Yeah; we all have things to do, more so then others. Then why is it im the only one who feels like i have NOTHING to do? pehaps just having this idea and writing in this post is indictive of my minimal busy life.<br /><br />Gosh<br />
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Everyone seems to be growing up faster than I am ; and hell sure we've all heard "you grow up at your own pace" but no, thats not a good enough sxcuse<br />
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man I need a lifevantamonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12763072056422807128noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4345208838924315882.post-48490481579679346732012-05-11T09:06:00.001-07:002012-05-11T09:06:13.864-07:00Wow, new layout for blogger. Wonder if people still come here..<br /><br />Anyways it's been about a month since my last post<br /><br />and as always alot has happened... too much<br /><br /><br />but yeah right now........ I'm in the midst of a massive transition. call it intuition because it's my last year at uni I need to know what I want to do in the immediate future<br /><br />do I continue to study and take that dream job I always once looked foreward too or do I settle with what I have and be grateful I am in this position?<br /><br />It's so confusing...<br /><br />sigh.. decisions decisions<br /><br />Do you ever wonder if the world gives you things for a reason? I'm mainly talking about .. you guessed it. girls. lol.<br /><br />So I was minding my own business during my new placement when this girl.. who's 4 years out of grad or something like that comes by and, me being me, thought she was kinda pretty. with a bit of ann accent , and a smaller frame, she'd be the nice gfy type.<br /><br /> Finally, i had something to look foreward too for once. So we caught on and talked about random stuff , and I thought I was doing well in that regard, but as always , I find out something I don't really want to hear - she's got a bf. Whats worse, they've been one month engaged.<br /><br />Plays song "wedding dress - Taeyang"<br /><br />One month too late? didn't really matter anyway. But I kinda think this girl woulda had something for meifwasn't engaged or something<br /><br />*Sigh*<br /><br />anyways we have a new topic we keep going back too ; weddings<br />
<br />being a wedding catererr, I've seen heaps and we just go on about what works, what doesnt , what happens etc.<br /><br />it's fun and all but you know that it's just conversation and nothing more<br /><br />sometimes i think the world teases me or just wants me to have some sort of epiphany.<br /><br />ahh man.<br /><br />I'm at this really wierd stage of life right now like it's so turbulent and crazy - do other people experience this same stuff?<br /><br /><br />like I'm not really looking foreward to anything but i don't have a reason NOt to, since i have it fairly ok at the moment...<br /><br />please give me something to work with ?<br /><br />vantamonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12763072056422807128noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4345208838924315882.post-62660443275234412372012-04-14T07:59:00.002-07:002012-04-14T08:07:38.574-07:00................................................<br /><br />ive always been fairly quiet, throughout life. I can talk to anyone without really caring what their response is. Ever since I was a kid, I was kind of always a loner, had maybe one friend through the later years of high school.<br /><br />but I think it's gotten worse.<br /><br />So cambo n ew year has come up and i went to the temple.<br />A sisters friend came up and started talking to me and well...<br /><br />I just froze<br /><br />I don't even know how to SMALL TALK ANYMORE<br /><br />I don't know what to say, what to think, my mind just feels blank most of the time<br /><br />it's like a void or something.<br /><br />It feels like im disconnected with the world<br /><br />maybe i'm going crazy<br /><br />....................<br /><br />maybe im so out of practice with talking to people that i've forgotten how to talk to them<br /><br />ASDKZXJCV:LKJXZkl;;lkjvantamonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12763072056422807128noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4345208838924315882.post-87302430033135662172012-04-08T08:26:00.003-07:002012-04-08T08:44:31.631-07:00Looking back at my previous posts, I've come to realize how terrible my spelling and grammar is. They've never really been my strong points but damn it's so scruffy.<br />Time to make an effort in making it look nice.<br /><br />.......... yeah right<br /><br />so just finished 8 weeks of placement and still have an assignment to finish off. zzzz<br /><br />Lam's party passed. have to say it was actually not too bad. My attempts at talking to girls was a mixed bag thought. win and lose. lol speaking of which I haven't a long conversation with a girl in so long that it feels like ive totally how to forgetting HOW to talk to them - quite evident at the party.<br /><br /><br />I guess it's like gyming. keep training and you get stronger and used to it. and yet, me being so cooped up in my room playing games, whether it be dota2 or sfxt has sharpen those skills at the cost of my ability to communicate with "girls"<br /><br />it sounds rather stupid doesnt it.<br /><br />But I rekon theres a truth behind it.<br /><br />ahh girls.<br /><br />one of my friends asked me about hitting the clubs and picking up.<br /><br />I told him I never was a clubbing person and my ability to even talk to girls was very minimal and that I couldn't.<br /><br />Funny how he replied that he rekons I could easily if I tried wh ich got me thinking If i could, then why does every girl I've ever asked out reject me?<br /><br />Maybe I just go for the wrong types.<br /><br />I guess I've come to the conclusion that I was doing it all wrong and that maybe a different approach was need.<br /><br />so funny, because my hairdresser , whom i see every 2 months would ask...<br />so you got a girl friend yet?<br /><br />and of course my reply<br /><br />" still dreaming"<br /><br />and we'd talk about what kind of girl I should get, you know the whites vs. asian<br /><br />she's probably the only one i talk to anything about haha<br /><br />anyways it's like 4th year and doesn't feel like im going anywhere.<br /><br />I totally won my last big tournament for a sfxt just barely.<br /><br />and there was this girl that was watching - I saw her and I thought she was actually quite pretty and wanted to talk to her but after i'd won....... with the whole trophy announcements and the photos she ... was gone.<br /><br />after I could get myself into browsing mode, not to sound stalkerish in anyway but.. i tried looking for her just to say hi, ask her what she thought of my game and even maybe get her name etc. but it turned out I couldnt find her so it was a bit of a disapointment which sucks<br /><br />and another oppertunity has gone.<br /><br /><iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/N3MVzITY2Ko" allowfullscreen="" width="560" frameborder="0" height="315"></iframe><br /><br />damn. shes somewhere in that vid, you'll see her<br /><br />so yeah sfxt is just another hobby which is dying soon<br /><br />mannnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn I don't know what to do right nowvantamonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12763072056422807128noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4345208838924315882.post-46879068333814809972012-03-22T06:59:00.003-07:002012-03-22T07:15:07.275-07:00aiiiiiiiiiihhhhhUpdate on life:<br /><br />the new game street fighter x tekken is out. it has pretty much replaced ssf4, my main game.<br /><br /><br />its a good game and all but...... something inside just feels like it's no longer my reason to continue playing. I've bought it, played it and i do pretty good but it's just not right. is this what i need to break away from the pro gameing i did during my uni years?<br /><br />is this what it feels like to finally.. grow up?<br /><br />life these days.. it's slow and unpassianotable. yeah yeah, im aware that for i'm pretty pessimistic these days. my belief is that all the past expereience is what creates you at the present and I guess. it's been quite negative for me.<br />sigh..................<br /><br />sometimes I ask why......... can't I just be normal ..<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/urd5aFgHziI" allowfullscreen="" width="560" frameborder="0" height="315"></iframe>vantamonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12763072056422807128noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4345208838924315882.post-4764361578965933182012-03-16T08:02:00.003-07:002012-03-16T08:17:57.728-07:00I'm not too sure what to say about the event that happened on the 14/03/2012. <br /><br />"THE 23-year-old woman driver of a small car is dead after the vehicle and a truck collided on Port Wakefield Rd at Bolivar. "<br /><br />I guess throughout life you hear about people's death and you don't think too much about it. But I guess when you actually know the person it becomes different. It pull strings you didn't know you had. ( Me anyway)<br /><br />so this girl was someone i'd met a while back just after a friendly conversation. turns out she is a friends of a sister anyway. we exchanged a few conversation every time we crossed paths but that was almost it.<br /><br />I had her facebook and i'd see her photo posts from time to time. and now she is gone. It's like the first time someone i knew in some regard who's actually died young.<br /><br />I'm still in disbelief about it - do people really ju st die like that? she had almost everything going for her and bam this happens.<br />The countless tributes to her and her brothers messages are also something to take note off.<br /><br />it's been a sad week. Hope you Rest in peace, noone deserves to die young.<br /><br />makes you appreciate life morevantamonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12763072056422807128noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4345208838924315882.post-81835563707667451592012-02-22T06:57:00.003-08:002012-02-22T07:28:57.056-08:00where did the fire go?It's been a while since i had that feeling. you know, that fire? that power?<br /><br />that passion...<br /><br />it could be on anything.<br /><br />for me, it went along the lines of..<br /><br />street fighter<br />gyming<br />studying ( at one stage)<br />and of course that girl<br />even toy collecting<br /><br />but for all of these I have to admit. the fire has run dry. right now theres a state of plainess. no real direction to go anywhere.<br /><br />it's kind of boring.<br /><br />like even the whole idea of working and getting money is... meh. feels like it's not really that insirational in any sense.<br /><br />I want to feel that passion again. my best example would be something like this<br /><br /><iframe width="560" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Pz9ZMD9KFNg" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe>vantamonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12763072056422807128noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4345208838924315882.post-72432181095864670992012-02-15T06:10:00.001-08:002012-02-15T07:58:43.944-08:00feb 15thFeburary 15th. 2012. 1 day after that valentines day OR just another Tuesday according to me. As cliche as it sounds, I can honestly say that V-day isoverrated. No, seriously.<br />I have another name for Vday h; gosupersaiyan@thegym day. lol. Can you see the irony in that? neither can I -.-.<br /><br />I didn't do much on the day partly because I was on placement and the other part ; well no one really to step foreward to.<br /><br />well reading articles, upon articles of random things, I came across<br /><br />lately these days, something feels... different. the mind feels rather free and focused. Could it be not having played ssf4 for 3 weeks now and knowing that I'm in that process of dropping the competative side of it - thus reducing any related stress be part of it? maybe getting over girls has finally begun taking it's toll. Or could it be waking up everyday knowing that theres work to do - hitting the gym after a day of placement- be related. Yes placement this time is relatively slow but it's very chilled - one radiographer, one patient at a time. I'm actually rather enjoying it - it feels like everything has finally begun to ... 'click'<br /><br />Or it could be the fact I finally found some songs i can relate too.lol. I know I almost always say this but songs - have that ability to capture memories of certain times or events. and lately I've been listning to alout of acoustic<br /><br /><iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/rZ7ElrN0d4Q" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" width="560"></iframe><br /><br />feels like theres a sense of hope now, and that it's not all that bad. One day though I'd just wish it would play out...vantamonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12763072056422807128noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4345208838924315882.post-64389224958247106642012-01-26T22:33:00.001-08:002012-01-27T03:11:02.047-08:00Shit happensI guess we've all had our fair share of bad days. maybe some more than others. but just for today it honestly feels like... the entire world is against you. It's like everything you do turns into a negative consequence. like bad Karma has accumulated so heavily from somewhere and it's ready to dump a crap load onto you.<br /><br />Life isn't fair.<br /><br /><br />and yet why does it continue to keep feeling things are never going to get better? it's like a dark limitless void.<br /><br />I pray sometimes that one day things will just reverse and get better.. and yet there are so many reports of saying "it's up to you to make up your life" kind of quotes. I don't know were to begin...<br /><br />As cliche as it sounds .. sometimes i just want to go to a lone field and scream to the top of my lungs. yes,This is such a depressing post. but sometimes I don't even know what to wake up to anymore. I ask myself everyday.. now. ............<br /><br /><br /><br />I am honestly just lost for words right now..vantamonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12763072056422807128noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4345208838924315882.post-60461588184892120482012-01-07T13:13:00.000-08:002012-01-07T13:47:28.249-08:00time flies doesnt it.7:45 am. No sleep. The date is 8/1/2012.<br /><br />Been thinking about things. today, 1 year ago, 2 years ago, 3 years ago. 4 even.<br />So much has changed. It's only kind of hit me that im 21.. gosh time flies<br /><br />And yet it feels like it was only yesterday that I was in high school with my mates playing cards in the cafeteria tables. <br /><br />Now .. everyone gone there seperate ways. The only thing keeping friends together is facebook. I wonder what it would be like if FB never existed?<br /><br />but we still meet at Uni, and events. Though things aren't the same. People ave their own lives to live, they have jobs, responsibilities, new friends, new enemies...<br /><br />alot has changed significantly. and yet theres this feelign that I for one, hasn't changed much at all... it's wierd.<br /><br />When I was a kid. in year 4, I've always wondered what my 21 year old self would be like, how i would look, behave, have accomplished. Now that I'm living this reality, I wonder in another 10 years, what my persona brings me. <br /><br />21. that age. where responsibilitiy takes full fold. that new chapter in life. late teens where the night life, going out , clubbing as a group was the way to go.<br />now.. we begin a new phase of our lives. where people graduate, get full time jobs, get married even. the Wedding phase. the prime. of our lives, we should be living it out the fullest and yet I feel so.. out of place. <br /><br />Does anyone else talk to themselves like this or am i the only one? sometimes I think im the biggest wierdo I know<br /><br />Today I went to a friends party. I didn't know him too well, but I thought I'd drop by. But then I realise how anti-social I've become. Even amongts my own friends I have trouble knowing what to talk about. Is this.. normal? am I overanalysing the situation? it's like everything i say or do is awkward. I was welcome by this girl and being stupid me i almost gave her a handshake instead of a hug. LOL serious vanta? sometimes even I think your losing it...<br /><br />growing up, I never was the social type. I only had 1 or 2 friends but I was mainly alone on the early stages. But come to think of it, I Guess i should be grateful. I have a friend who's been my friend since primary and one since high school. I know some people who have no friends like these!<br /><br />people.. come and go throughout life. I've met quite a few. but few will ever really understand you. <br /><br /><br /><br />everytime I write something like these It feels better, like at leastvantamonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12763072056422807128noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4345208838924315882.post-15080557851061581122012-01-01T10:09:00.000-08:002012-01-01T10:27:22.956-08:00Lets talk about something worth talking about ey? Relationships.<br /><br />Ok so I haven't been in one, YET so my point may or may not be valid, But there's something to really bothers me when I see others in a relationship do ;<br /><br />When a guy is clearly in a relationship but flirts the crap out with other girls, when she isn't around.<br /><br />I mean it could very well be all fun and a bit of games, but there is a clear-well define line that you can't cross and some people run across with no regard whatsoever.<br /><br />A friend of mine, who went into one last year (theyve been togather for a year now) I believe, does it right.<br /><br />you could say he is the typical nice boy who doesn't really talk to many girls. He finally gets the gf and bam. I literally never see him again. He is THAT devoted to her. he helps out her dad, helps out her family, bring her to family gatherings, and pretty much reserves everything for her. I don't think i've seen him again.<br /><br />But I respect that. because Thats how a boyfriend should be like. ( he seemed quite family orientated).<br /><br />On the other hand, a guy with a gf who is flirting the crap out other girls, makes me.. ugh. Maybe it's because he should no better to be (cheating but less severe) on other girl. wtf?<br />you have a girl man, rock her world already!<br /><br />it makes me one to punch them in the face and tell them to go home and be a family manvantamonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12763072056422807128noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4345208838924315882.post-21009145165238667222011-12-29T10:25:00.000-08:002011-12-29T10:47:35.807-08:00asdfagfdthe last time i blogged was like.. 4 months ago.<br /><br />since then as always alot has passed.<br /><br />Uni, birthdays, tournaments.<br /><br />well yeah. I could spend my time talking about them but It's 5 am and I frankly can't be bothered ( More on this later)<br /><br />2011 has 1 day left as of this post.<br /><br />Looking back, I must say, I didn't enjoy it as much as I'd hope. Perhaps it's the responsibilities of growing older? Perhaps it's because I haven't achieved what I've set out to achieve as in, 2011 resolutuions... I don't know.<br /><br />But I wonder to those who read this, has anyone gone to that stage where they just can't be bothered anymore? where they lack motivation? where they aren't just in the mood?<br /><br />Maybe you've seen it in movies, where the guy goes to the local bar and gets drunk off his ass and he doesn't care. That's the nfeeling right now. Like theres no will, driving power, excitement. Nothing to wake up too.<br /><br />It's a dangerous position to be in because you can lose all the things you've worked towards . A phase people go through?......<br /><br />Like I can't even be bothered going to the gym anymore. let alone go for a jog. Perhaps it was because at one stage when i was active etc, i wasn't really getting anywhere. so like y ou just cbb. I don't even know if what i'm typing makes any sense. I'm even losing interst in SSF4 now. My mission has been accomplished Foot print in hall of fame and that's it.<br /><br />seriously what the hell. why is ut so boring nowadays wtf. sometimes you feel like the brain is about to explode of boredom!!vantamonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12763072056422807128noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4345208838924315882.post-69706433816295424062011-08-20T05:23:00.001-07:002011-08-20T05:45:35.692-07:00Life teaches you stuffSince the last time I've posted, alot of things have happened.
<br />I could go through each and everyone of them but .... that'd take to much effort.
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<br />Compare 1 month ago, 2 months ago , 3 months ago, 1 year ago, 2 years ago, how so much has changed. People are getting older, moving on and well, doing something.
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<br />But remember the past is the past, live for today and something something for the future (suppose to be cliche' line here)
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<br />If there's one thing I've learn from this entire episode is... live with what you have, the current time, not in the past or the future, live with what you have and make good use of it.
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<br />I remember someone saying "Life deals you a set number of cards, it's what you do with it that counts." Something like that.
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<br />Today I feel like leaving some of my favourite quotations that I recall time to time, just as a mere guide to tough times and for inspiration.
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<br />Cry in the dojo Laugh on the battlefied.
<br />Or practise makes perfect. Can be related to schoolwork, preping for interviews and sf4 of course ;)
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<br /><span style="font-style:italic;">Beware your thoughts; they become your words.
<br />Beware your words; they become your actions.
<br />Beware your actions; they become your habits.
<br />Beware your habits; they become your nature.
<br />Beware your nature; it becomes your destiny.</span>
<br /> Theres something about this quote that really gives chills down my spine. It almost speaks out from your soul, because it feels so surreal sometimes. I don't know but I can relate to it alot. That's why postive thoughts make for positive lives. Sometimes youo just have to smile to yourself and look retarded to keep being so damn happy lol.
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<br /><span style="font-style: italic;">There are three kind of people in this world.</span>
<br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Those who make things happen.</span>
<br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Those who watch things happen</span>
<br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Those who don’t know what happened.</span>
<br />I'm pretty sure we've all done this, but to be honest I think you need a balance of all of these to live a healthy and effective lifestyle.
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<br /><span style="font-style: italic;">“Experience is a hard teacher because she gives the tests first, the lesson afterward.</span>
<br />- Not much more to say.
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<br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Don’t regret things you did do, but things you didn’t.</span>
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<br /><span style="font-style: italic;">You try, you fail. You try, you fail. But the only true failure is when you stop trying. </span>
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<br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Most people fail because they give up what they want for life to get what they want at the moment</span>
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<br /><span style="font-style: italic;">The only person you have to impress in life is YOURSELF</span>
<br />- Yeah impress yourself, and others will come crawling to you ;)
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<br /><span style="font-style: italic;">You have enemies? Good. That means you’ve stood up for something, sometime in your life </span>
<br />- where enemies means something right?
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<br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Knowledge is whatever remains after you forgotten what you’ve learned</span>
<br />- how much does this apply to exams
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<br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Small mind talks about people;</span>
<br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Good mind talks about events;</span>
<br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Great mind talks about ideas;</span>
<br />Sound mind however talks, about the wisdom and deeper meaning of what people, events and/or ideas is all about.
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<br /><span style="font-style: italic;">LIVE as if your KIDS were watching…</span>
<br />- Practise what you preach?
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<br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Anything you ever want in life is just outside your comfort zone.</span>
<br />- Have to work for what you have
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<br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Excuses are the nails that build a house of a failure.</span>
<br />- Sometimes you just have to do it.
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<br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Don’t look down on anyone unless you are helping them up.</span>
<br />- We were all at a low level and one stage.
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<br /><span style="font-style: italic;">we are what we repeatedly do. Excellence, then, is not an act, but a habit. (Artistotle)</span>
<br />- My favourite, you have to make it into a habbit man.
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<br />Remember the 3 R’s
<br />“Respect for yourself”
<br />“Respect for others”
<br />“Responsibility for your own actions”
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<br /><span style="font-style: italic;">You can tell whether a man is clever by his answers. You can tell whether a man is wise by his questions</span>
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<br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Never take time for granted….you never know when you’ll run out of it.</span>
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<br /><span style="font-style: italic;">The sharpest sword goes through the hottest fire.</span>
<br />- mmhmm
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<br /><span style="font-style: italic;">The only people you need in your life are the ones who need you in theirs.</span>
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<br /><span style="font-style: italic;">be the person who makes the right choices, even when no one is around to watch.</span>
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<br />vantamonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12763072056422807128noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4345208838924315882.post-90809437294434162562011-07-31T06:12:00.000-07:002011-07-31T06:24:03.846-07:00Experiencestalk about a cliche' post...<br /><br />they say <span style="font-style:italic;">you never know what you have until it's gone.</span><br /><br />Sure that's true and all and everybody can relate to it to some degree:<br /><br />But what happens when it affects you to another level?<br /><br />What if something/someone that <span style="font-style:italic;">defined</span> you was taken away because you took it for granted and you wern't paying enough attention/respect for what you had?<br /><br />Sometimes you wish you could go back in time and sort of change your mindset and appreciate more, but of course you woudn't have known until you came out of the woods, right?<br /><br /><br />at the end of the day, it's just one big learning experience ey.<br /><br />Fight for what you have and for who you are. don't let it escape you. Give it everything you have.<br /><br />At least you know you'll be going down with a fight<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.freewebs.com/reddakeida/RL8.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 640px; height: 480px;" src="http://www.freewebs.com/reddakeida/RL8.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a>vantamonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12763072056422807128noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4345208838924315882.post-11386348047782693492011-07-03T11:19:00.000-07:002011-07-03T11:26:05.121-07:00Rushing forewardEver get that rush?<br /><br />Of course there are different types.<br /><br />When you see your favourite hero smashing bad guys nonstop (Optimus prime taking on all the bad guys)<br /><br />Maybe when you see a pretty girl give you a smile<br /><br />When you open up your exam booklet<br /><br />When you finally figure something out after 10 hours of studying it like crazy<br /><br />When you're completely in the zone of something you love doing "be it pawning noobs in dota" or on a 30 win killing spree in SF4 listening to this song:<br /><br /><iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/FA6Go9EcGXA" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe><br /><br />When you finally reach the 20 pull ups you onced aimed for when you could hardly do 3 ( I can only do 6 atm )<br /><br />When your about to receive your grade<br /><br />After you finish a 10 km run<br /><br />That rush....vantamonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12763072056422807128noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4345208838924315882.post-7918652064961515282011-07-01T10:27:00.000-07:002011-07-01T10:37:22.887-07:00Life's little knacksEver felt like you were dreaming?<br /><br />Dreaming of a reality that you wish would exist with all the effort of making it a reality?<br />When really, you were just living a lie?<br /><br />Why were you dreaming in the first place? to escape a life that you couldn't deal with?<br /><br />Kinda feels like I've woken up. from a deep trance, a deep .... slumber<br />A slumber that's been going on for too long...<br /><br />The alarm bells ring and you slowly open your eyes.<br /><br />So whats there to do from here? now that you're wide awake.<br /><br />You get up, brush your teeth, get ready for the day and take it slowly, one step at a time.<br /><br />Dealing with what you have in front of you , and not worrying about the past or the future..<br /><br />Life's little knacks. Think there's something to be learnt here.vantamonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12763072056422807128noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4345208838924315882.post-49533768819596018592011-05-30T23:26:00.000-07:002011-05-31T03:22:50.942-07:00The lone backpackerNot having made the top 16 in a tournament that most people would have least expected you to place really does bombs you out. When you know you could have easily done so much better. Day 2 of Sydney and the first main tournament took place to see who would place top 16. I missed out by just 1 position. I could go into details about the fight, but to cut things short, my preparation was terrible. No sleep, nothing to eat and just stress. Circumstances that do not favour the competitor. That was just one of the things I learnt....<br /><br /><br />It was about 9 pm at night and people were out having dinner. I didn’t eat anything all day, was stressed out the night before and so preparation for the tournament didn’t go at all according to plan. My eyes were red and I looked dead. Mainly because I didn’t do well in the tourney, nor did I have much sleep... I was feeling pretty bad for myself.<br /><br />Everyone told to me just to get some sleep, so I crashed into our dormitory. It was a backpacker’s hotel. Really cheap accommodation. Standards not high though. It had room for 6 people, in which 3 of my other friends were in, leaving room for another 2 guests. The past 2 nights sleeping there was interesting. We had a random lady; a random Queensland guy looking to get his visa done in Sydney and a random German foreigner guy sleep in. That germane guy was funny as... He didn’t like Asians and had a crazy accent. These peoples would only sleep for one night and leave the next. They probably had connecting flights to other locations I figure. They were a crazy bunch no doubt.<br /><br />I guess as if crashed I noticed someone else belongings. Couldn’t tell if it was a girl or not. Whatever, I went to bed and lied there... pondering about what to do now... I didn’t have much money on me either. I was waiting for my next payment from Centrelink in 2 more days so I was really tight on money and couldn’t do anything. I think I dazed for about half an hour till the door opened. A girl walked in, and noticed me there and said hi in which I replied hi back.<br /><br />Awkward silence for about 2 minutes as she unpacked her stuff.<br />She was a pretty girl, about 20-25ish, with blonde hair tied up high behind the back. She was fair with nice slightly wide facial frame and looked of European descent. A slight hint of mascara, and nice facial features, she had this really nice smile with dimples that only highlighted her smile.<br /><br />I noticed the room was cluttered with my friend’s belongings.<br /><em>“Sorry if the room’s too messy”.<br />“Oh no I’ve been through a lot worse. This to me is like a 5 star hotel.”<br />“...........how so?”<br /></em>So we talked. We talked about what was worse than this (apparently sleeping in a hallway of 25 beds is worse in hot weather conditions. It was just too much for her)<br />then we talked about who she was and what she did.<br />Turns out she’s from Switzerland and she was in Sydney just for the last 2 days of her 3 month voyage around Australia. I must say I was impressed. She was only 21 and doing all this travelling, alone by herself... she was also quite the intellectual, studying medicine back at home as well.<br /><br />I asked don’t you ever get lonely during your journey? She says<br /><em>“nope not really, being alone lets you meet so many people”<br /></em>She told me of stories on the people she met. One guy would work as a painter and a DJ (weird combination if you ask me) in India and for 4 months and would fly to Thailand to live for another 8 months as a god, just because of the difference in currency.<br />She thought it was a bit sad because, he didn’t truly have a “home” to come to. Like a family. He said everywhere was his home. She thought it was an interesting proposition however.<br /><br />We talked about how life was back in Switzerland compared to here, the difference. Winter had snow, and I remember asking<br /><em>“does getting hit by a snowball really hurt?”<br /></em>She said <em>“ Only if it hits the face, you go all red from the pain and your all wet and because snow had the tendency to hit like a rock, it’s actually quite painful”<br />“thanks, I’ll keep that in my mind .. for my friends ;D laughs*<br /></em>Talked about what family was like back there, how the environment was just so different, the people as well...<br />how it snowed in winter and summer days only ever got up to 30 degrees. This also explained why she was so white.<br />Talked about her epic journey around Australia and some other countries (that I cannot remember) and how one time she almost lost her camera and she was in tears even. But she found it. It was the only thing keeping her memories intact, and her experiences a reality.<br /><br />She’d met an Italian girl and was told how the perfect pasta would take hours to cook, whereas she just opened a jar and poured it in some pasta just like most of us here. She got to taste her pasta and she said Italians really do take pride in their pasta taking absolutely ages to cook.<br />I commented:<br /><em>“was it Bollisimo? In my best personation of an Italian person”<br />“of course” *laughs*<br /></em>How she once forgot to put sunscreen on her legs and got blisters from sunburn, it was the first time in her life as she’d never been in such a hot environment.<br /><br />It was nice. I felt like crap and didn’t have anyone to talk to <em>but here we were, two strangers from the other side of the world, talking about... “Life”<br /></em><br />This was until of course my friends walked in and well that was it for the night. After a brief introduction with friends, She stepped out for a bit and all my friends commenting on how hot she looked and dubbed her <strong>“Swiss miss”<br /></strong>At least I knew her name at the time and a bit more. She was to stay for one more night before leaving, the same time we were too.<br /><br />That night, I lay in bed sort of thinking about this girls experiences and what would it be like, to be a backpacker. Travelling from city to city not knowing anything but learning as you go. The people you’d meet and the different stages of life people were at. The lone wonder, kind of like in games not knowing what came next.<br /><br />Couldn’t really get this girl out of my head. She was actually quite pretty as well, there were a lot of things I wanted to talk to her about as well. So after the tournament and me having a few games, everyone was celebrating that awesome night out with karaoke with all the interstate players but this girl, She intrigued me.<br /><br />So I returned back to my room... and she wasn’t there. She was out of course. So I waited on the bed almost dozing off when she came back again. She unpacked her things again and went to clean her clothes. She came back and got ready to go to sleep... but she started talking to me again...<br /><em>“So you said you lived in Adelaide? What’s it like?”<br /></em>We kept talking. Talking about anything, how to pronounce something in France, movies she watched, it was quite the nice change... I felt at ease with this girl, even for the short space of time we’d met. When 2 strangers meet and knowing the fact you’ll never see them again, you can talk about life’s anything and not worry about being judged at all... and I felt even that little bit closer to her<br /><br />Being the only child of the family I remember her saying she wanted a sister one time and was even readying for her parents for an adoption until a last minute cancellation. She was sad. I’d explain my experiences of having siblings, fighting for toilets, the last bit of food and we both laughed. She’d defenietly have more than one child if she ever gets children.<br /><br />She was so easy and carefree to talk to. I could talk to her about anything.<br />I think we talked for about 3 hours until it was time for sleep. This girl was pretty awesome... I realised. Then it hit me. I’ll never see this girl again after tomorrow morning after we check out. It was a sobering thought.<br /><br />I remember joking how... the last night in Sydney she spent, the irony of it raining and asif Sydney was crying because she left. she commented how back in home, it would be raining when she returned despite it being summer back that.<br />That second night, my friends came back half drunk from karaoke and they were abit loud but I think she slept through it well.<br /><br />Then morning came, and I was actually quite disheartened (I didn’t talk to her in front of the guys because it would have been a bit awkward, me and her just pretended we knew each other as merely backpackers.) We glanced at each other for a bit but that was it.<br /><br />It was time and we all checked out together (including her) and she went back up stairs to grab something. I swear this it is going to sound stupid, but as we were checking out, the radio played this song, as if as if it was the perfect timing - “dice – Finley Quay” and just for a moment, it felt like the scene of a movie. In captured my mood perfectly.<br /><br /><iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ZOiDfY3i8Ac" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe><br /><br />She paid, and with the last words said “<em>see you guys</em>” and went upstairs,disapeareed and that was it. My friends weren’t aware of anything but I felt like I lost a friend right there. We went to grab some breakfast but I wasn’t feeling up for it. That day we walked out of the hotel, there was a light drizzle...<br /><br />the group split for up for a bit and so it was just me and a friend who went to eat at the local viet restaraunt. We talked about the girl. It’s funny, we decided because she was pretty we wanted to take a photo with her, so we decided <em>why not</em> and go back and pretend we forgot something just see if she was still at the hotel. She wasn’t. But to my delight, her backpack was. We waited patiently outside for her to comeback.<br />10 minutes later she walks in and with a small but delightful shock asks:<br /><em>hey What are you guys doing here? are you waiting for something?</em><br /><em><strong>...you<br /></strong>We were wondering if we could take a photo</em> ( My friend thought she was pretty hot too)<br />So I took a photo with her and since my friend was now on the phone, I finally got to say that proper goodbye, good luck and all the best for the future. It kind of felt complete, like closing the chapter of a book. Her flight was in an hour’s time whilst mine was in 6 hours so she had to go soon. But I was glad I got to take at least a photo with this stranger who became something more.<br /><br />I know... I’ll never meet her again, hear her speak again, see her again, but for those 2 nights that we talked, it felt.......... refreshing and opened my mind. I remember my final words went something like “perhaps we will meet some time again in the future... 10 years. Let’s discuss what happens then”<br />“Sure why not” as she gave a friendly smile back.<br /><br />But deep down both of us knew that this was never going to happen. Switzerland? Sydney? The chances are next to nothing. I’m never in Sydney and she’s was just the backpacker from a far distant place.<br /><br /><br /><br />2 random people who god knows would have never met ever on the face of earth where at one point meeting and became awesome friends. Just sheer luck and conincidence.<br /><br />Sure I could have asked for her email or her number but why? (and no she doesn't have a fb) We both lead different lives around the world and communication would only just die off eventually as we get busier in life.<br /><br />Until now, It still feels like a dream meeting this person and talking about anything.<br />My only proof that this wasn’t just a figure of my imagination is a photo, a constant reminder that we’d had meet and talked about our differences in <em>life</em><br /><br />If it wren’t for that photo, I’d probably had no proof this girl existed and it could have all very well become a long lost distant memory.<br /><br />I know... in due time, I’ll probably forget about her, about what we talked about, who she was but for now I'll savour the moment that these people who through the most randomness of coincedences met, talked and shared a mutual respective moment.<br /><br />That song – dice, will always be that song to go back to that memory<br /><br />dubbed as Swiss miss and that pretty switzerland girl who slept in the same dorm as us by my 3 other companions, at least I knew her name. It was a really nice name as well. Def a new favourite now.<br /><br />As for the photo, I’ll keep it around, just to remind myself <em>life out there is way more than small Adelaide</em>. Will I still remember her name? Ask me again in 20 years time and I’ll tell you.vantamonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12763072056422807128noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4345208838924315882.post-63163182706180923352011-05-17T06:24:00.000-07:002011-05-18T07:50:16.334-07:00One without the otherRecently finished reading the Lost symbol by Dan brown and it's a serious page turner that leaves you ALWAYS wanting to read more at the end of every chapter. <br />Don't you just hate when the author can capture you like that so well?<br /><br />Anyways one of the aspects I noticed and I could relate to was to do with how they discussed about the MASON religion and how all of it's ritual are related to death.<br />-part of becoming a member of the higher ranking requires you to pass several I suppose... tests that aids in understanding and enlightens you <br /><br />(Think The Simpsons episode where he wants to join that religious club that only Lenny and Carl where members)<br />- Anyway it involves drinking from a real skull, pretending to be bashed to death and praying in front of a reaper.<br /><br />Sure it's all scary but the reason it exists is so that the closer you are to experiencing death, the more you will be enlightened about "life" <br />In other words. you can't appreciate life and what it holds unless you first experience what death is about...<br /><br />So what I'm getting from is that the greater you experience one thing, the higher the intensity you will experience of the opposite half should you come experience it.<br /><br />Do I make sense?<br /><br />If not. lets rephrase that somewhat.<br /> The more you gain, the more you have to lose.<br />The "deeper" your love for a person, the "deeper" the pain you feel when you have lost<br />The greater respect you have, the more you have to lose (WHEN you lose)<br />Increase the money you bet, the greater the chance of returns, but the ore you lose when you lose<br /><br />Anyways, the point is. you go deeper to one spectrum, the more deeper you go into the other. Kind of like Yin and Yang. Light and darkness.<br /><br />Yeah I'm sure most people have been through the HIGHS and LOWS of life.<br />I know I have. Lots of Lows, Lots of Highs. and well the cycle repeats and you learn each time - that is LIFE for you.<br /><br />It from here I think is when people do amazing feats. When they are pushed to deepest sides of hell, something just snaps and you go to the other direction with an amazing caliber.<br /><br />Though there is one thing I've always wanted to know about and harness. <br /><br />Motivation<br />The driving force to do something. That very existence of "willpower". The intent that pushes you to take action.<br /><br />Met a guy at the gym (who helps me now and is a pretty good friend). HE told me his story how when he was a kid, he was an absolute dick. to the teachers. ALWAYS playing pranks on teachers, talking back, even requiring one to go a mental institute at one time. Also picked on fat kids. Very close to getting expelled. This was during his year 8-10<br /><br />it was until one of the massive tank teachers sat down with him and absolutely told him off like crazy. and it was then that he stopped all of a sudden and just changed overnight. He became quiet, started studying hard (he was getting E's before) and pretty much showed all the teachers the potential he could be (He now goes to uni)<br /><br />Anyways he pretty much showed everyone he put his mind to something and focused like no tomorrow he could PASS year 12 and go to uni (he was getting e's in year 8-10 )<br /><br />And now he is an absolute TANK. The biggest guy I've seen. Muscle wise.<br />Quite the determination eh?<br />He sank to an all time low ( Getting E's and failing and being an absolute dick) now his in uni and is absolutely ripped, and is also one of the nicest guys I know.<br /> <br />Again, that spectrum thing applies here...<br /><br />It's funny. I know and seen many people as a kid, who were bullied , picked on, and were loners and not very popular. This "pain" has driven them to not only to become MUCH MORE successful than their bully counter parts, but they're physique outclasses the bully like no tomorrow. Hell if the bully, now, started on the him now, he'd get owned inside and out. The bully now had a hard labor job and well, isn't as muscly as the victim.<br />A good slap to the bully's face isn't it?<br />Again that spectrum thing applies.<br /><br />Life experiences... the driving force<br /><br />I think too much.... bah I'll finish this another time.<br />And excuse my dodgy grammar. i'd edit it but it's 12 and I'm sleepy.vantamonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12763072056422807128noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4345208838924315882.post-91466277114697897312011-05-11T07:32:00.000-07:002011-05-11T07:48:38.705-07:00Guess things are starting to gain momentum again... at last.<br /><br />Kinda feels like for the past 2 years, you've been stuck in time, trying to figure out what to do and how to do it. until when you do, and well... the results speak for themselves.<br /><br />hmmm<br />Time to pick up where I left off.<br /><br />-Uni<br />-Gym<br />-SF<br />In that order...<br /><br />Life for the next 6 months.<br /><br />Please be good to me.<br /><br />now for something competely random. One of my favourite scenesssss ever<br /><br /><iframe width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/vKJwVbKWh5U" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe>vantamonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12763072056422807128noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4345208838924315882.post-12094952811232667492011-05-03T07:24:00.000-07:002011-05-03T07:33:18.604-07:00Climbing....... long time no update.<br /><br />When you've been pushed to the edges of a cliff. and suddenly you trip over.<br />for a few seconds your airbone and you see everything you've worked up for comes rushing out the door.<br />You see yourself come crashing down, and you hit yourself pretty damn hard.<br />You lay there, stunned, hurt and in shock.<br />Time sits still for what seemed like days.<br />You sit up and look at the height in which you fell off.<br />you're in a ditch and there's no escape and you're damn hungry.<br /><br />you're bloody, your body aches, you bones are broken. but you need to survive and move on.<br /><br />There's only one way to go.<br /><br />Up.<br /><br />So you take the long journey and begin to start again. taking baby steps and getting back to the top of the cliff.<br /><br />.....vantamonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12763072056422807128noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4345208838924315882.post-87808247846748698792011-04-07T05:29:00.000-07:002011-04-07T05:45:35.853-07:00TimelessI've seen better days...<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Nice guys will always finish last...</span><br /><br />A statement until now , I'd have thought wasn't true. That you'd be able to at least go somewhere. If you were nice.<br /><br />Guess that isn't the case.<br /><br />Sometmes you just have to be the bad guy..<br /><br />Right now though I just want time to pass by.<br /><br />@!#!@ !!vantamonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12763072056422807128noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4345208838924315882.post-36206687556912391272011-03-29T06:26:00.001-07:002011-03-29T07:03:08.827-07:0020So here's an idea.<br /><br />Whilst your a teenager... you tend to say things that might be dismissed as you just being ignorant.<br />"His still young, he doesn't know yet"<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibv10TKE2fBn_ZdIKuM_GoTg_2CpTQNHn5ZUIV5zzwt9SU9UR5_m6yoTfSN3MVmBhKqcZ4KD58wBcHZCBJnExpGSqzF73lF93MHK2W5inSC62mduHS2zDHOjEV7VhwwfKHobNRdmze6h2n/s1600/421008297_4809bd7b35.jpg"><br /></a><br />I've had my fair share of being told off for saying random stuff that isn't .. appropriate? Being to cocky, saying things that isn't right? ( But that's just because ... well who's suppose to teach me? parents? spending lots of time alone doesn't help but then again... I should be picking up on stuff like this.. meh no excuses)<br /><br />and yet being 20, which is considered to be quite a yucky number, because of your transition from a teen and an adult ( Not quite a teen, Not yet an adult till your 21 right?) it still feels as if I'm 18.<br /><br />Talk about maturity... but they say girls mature faster guys, physically and probably mentally as well. I'll get back to that. In another post<br /><br />So what do I mean by maturity? - holding responsibilities, being part of society and the social norms. There is etiquette to everything nowadays -Work, shopping, dinner with friends, being around others, toilet, uni and all of that. Even social gatherings have etiquette ( Dress formally, small talk, casual, don't be that wierd guy )<br /><br />The only time when this doesn't apply is either when your with<br />a) You're best and closest buddies where anything can happen<br />b) you're other half all alone? ( I assume)<br /><br />Being the odd one guy, it's OK I guess to start accepting that being normal is ... the way it's suppose to go. right?<br /><br />Sometimes I'd say that isn't normal. or inappropriate. or too random. That's okay back then but being an adult... doesn't give you the best image right? Especially at a work environment, when you want to be trusted and be .. professional.<br /><br />"Everything you say may and will be held against you"<br />- <span style="font-style: italic;">Boobs</span><br /><br />Joke aside, As you grow up, things you say, do , act upon ... everyone's watching and judging your actions. What you say. Your responsibilities. It really is a massive world out there and it's a bit wierd.<br />Being 21... your an adult, and I your to act as one. perhaps Girls would find that impressive as well.<br /><br />Today a friend I was talking to thought I'd have at least a few long relationships by now , just by the person I was, personality wise and she was surprise when I told her none.<br />She replied that it was a cute thing.<br /><br />But is that really true? Ignorance doesn't get you far. not this late in life.<br /><br />We are all still very much learning. All the way till we die. Some... just not as fast as others.<br /><br />I still have so much to learn.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibv10TKE2fBn_ZdIKuM_GoTg_2CpTQNHn5ZUIV5zzwt9SU9UR5_m6yoTfSN3MVmBhKqcZ4KD58wBcHZCBJnExpGSqzF73lF93MHK2W5inSC62mduHS2zDHOjEV7VhwwfKHobNRdmze6h2n/s1600/421008297_4809bd7b35.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 198px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibv10TKE2fBn_ZdIKuM_GoTg_2CpTQNHn5ZUIV5zzwt9SU9UR5_m6yoTfSN3MVmBhKqcZ4KD58wBcHZCBJnExpGSqzF73lF93MHK2W5inSC62mduHS2zDHOjEV7VhwwfKHobNRdmze6h2n/s320/421008297_4809bd7b35.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589502051504786402" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />Take it one day at a timevantamonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12763072056422807128noreply@blogger.com0