<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/" xmlns:blogger="http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2751953360892987002</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Mon, 16 Sep 2024 22:18:05 +0000</lastBuildDate><category>Friendship</category><category>Afternoon tea set and fondue set</category><category>Amsterdam</category><category>Around the world</category><category>Assertive action</category><category>British Summer</category><category>British design classics</category><category>Camel Ride</category><category>Chinese OX New Year 2009</category><category>Credit Report</category><category>Decos and foods in Tunisia</category><category>Dress Down Images</category><category>Dupmlings</category><category>El Djam</category><category>Emu</category><category>Equal Right</category><category>Gift set</category><category>Happy New Years</category><category>How are you?</category><category>I&#39;m getting a signal</category><category>Japanese Shop</category><category>Miss Potter</category><category>Natural style</category><category>PiNK</category><category>Port El Kantaoui</category><category>Pretty eyes</category><category>Purple Flowers</category><category>Random</category><category>THC space cake label</category><category>Tom Wrigglesworth</category><category>True picture</category><category>Tunisia</category><category>Turkish bath</category><category>new start</category><category>real second</category><category>splendor hotel and taiwan map</category><category>the annoying thing</category><title>@ the Quiet Room ....</title><description>Peace of mind, enjoy a few moments of inner calmness and freedom from obsessing thoughts.</description><link>http://noquietroom.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (@ the Quiet Room)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>52</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2751953360892987002.post-8694744822346128534</guid><pubDate>Wed, 09 Mar 2011 21:28:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-03-09T21:30:01.542+00:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">How are you?</category><title>How are you!?</title><description>How are you the “net” readers, it’s spring finally and it seems coming long way after winter stroke last November. I enjoyed a few sunny days last week in the north and now I expect the grey sky and rainy days to come from this week. &lt;br /&gt;
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Did everyone have a good “Pancake Day”? I didn’t have one though, I was too busy and have forgotten it was the pancake day until I saw it on the news last night, I should have made one for cheering me up after a hard day at work. &lt;br /&gt;
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Have a good day for the rest of the week!!</description><link>http://noquietroom.blogspot.com/2011/03/how-are-you.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (@ the Quiet Room)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2751953360892987002.post-5498369602915121576</guid><pubDate>Tue, 08 Mar 2011 22:49:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-03-08T22:49:47.829+00:00</atom:updated><title>Welcome to spring!!</title><description>&lt;table cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; cellpadding=&quot;0&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; bgcolor=&quot;#ffffff&quot;&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://smilebox.com/play/4d6a4d304d5459774d6a633d0d0a&amp;blogview=true&amp;campaign=blog_playback_link&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img width=&quot;386&quot; height=&quot;303&quot; alt=&quot;Click to play this Smilebox collage&quot; src=&quot;http://smilebox.com/snap/4d6a4d304d5459774d6a633d0d0a.jpg&quot; style=&quot;border: medium none ;&quot;/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.smilebox.com/?partner=googleuk&amp;campaign=blog_snapshot&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img width=&quot;386&quot; height=&quot;46&quot; alt=&quot;Create your own collage - Powered by Smilebox&quot; src=&quot;http://www.smilebox.com/globalImages/blogInstructions/blogLogoSmileboxSmall.gif&quot; style=&quot;border: medium none ;&quot;/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.smilebox.com/collages.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Free photo collage&lt;/a&gt; created with Smilebox&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;</description><link>http://noquietroom.blogspot.com/2011/03/welcome-to-spring.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (@ the Quiet Room)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2751953360892987002.post-6003920408183959296</guid><pubDate>Fri, 17 Dec 2010 17:37:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-12-17T17:37:16.742+00:00</atom:updated><title>White Winter 2010</title><description>&lt;table cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; cellpadding=&quot;0&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; bgcolor=&quot;#ffffff&quot;&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://smilebox.com/play/4d6a45774d7a4d324d7a593d0d0a&amp;blogview=true&amp;campaign=blog_playback_link&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img width=&quot;386&quot; height=&quot;303&quot; alt=&quot;Click to play this Smilebox scrapbook&quot; src=&quot;http://smilebox.com/snap/4d6a45774d7a4d324d7a593d0d0a.jpg&quot; style=&quot;border: medium none ;&quot;/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.smilebox.com/?partner=googleuk&amp;campaign=blog_snapshot&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img width=&quot;386&quot; height=&quot;46&quot; alt=&quot;Create your own scrapbook - Powered by Smilebox&quot; src=&quot;http://www.smilebox.com/globalImages/blogInstructions/blogLogoSmileboxSmall.gif&quot; style=&quot;border: medium none ;&quot;/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;A &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.smilebox.com/scrapbooks.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;digital scrapbook&lt;/a&gt; by Smilebox&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;</description><link>http://noquietroom.blogspot.com/2010/12/white-winter-2010.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (@ the Quiet Room)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2751953360892987002.post-18483305985878780</guid><pubDate>Fri, 17 Dec 2010 00:32:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-12-22T09:28:45.010+00:00</atom:updated><title>~ Christmas Activity ~</title><description>&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Merry Christmas and prosperous New Year to everyone!! &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;It is December and everywhere is full of Christmas atmospheres; shops open till late and late services on buses in some areas. Talk about the weather, the snow, um… normally is hard to predict “White Christmas” but this year; it seems coming right on time and may be steady ahead over the Christmas holiday till New Year! &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 18px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;In this Christmas holiday period, I prepare myself some fiction books to read: &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1099212/&quot;&gt;Twilight, New Moon, Eclipes and Breaking Dawn by Stephenie Meyer.&lt;/a&gt; The books have been made to films and are magnificent and successful since 2008. I personally prefer to read the books after I have watched the films as I will be more familiar with the saga, besides there are more details to offer inside the books, as there are very, very fascinations. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Frankly I don’t read fiction, at least not very often. I’d like to read biographic or autobiographic, knowing some different life styles or jokes base on the true stories or words of mouth. But this time, these books take me by surprised and I can’t wait to read them all, and for that reason, I only wish the Christmas holiday could be last longer.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Happy holiday and have a good one everyone!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://noquietroom.blogspot.com/2010/12/christmas-activity.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (@ the Quiet Room)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjC_nSr38diDSTBpW1F_EnMIaWSBCPnDblgHFe_gIpgcq4DiU1wQBnfaP9KImgPezACFB0v6rpQsJ_JNiseEKPraYacubPZs4KW_rmrRpPAy2bXfngqgh4Ix5nIZRJkqtHHED77YNJA8fNH/s72-c/aspenwood-edged-795262.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2751953360892987002.post-1189473458952311233</guid><pubDate>Thu, 04 Nov 2010 22:05:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-12-18T10:55:32.424+00:00</atom:updated><title>No competition, no no!!</title><description>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_dY2fx3X6aAR3PYpCymxYYrwuLWobQg1c4UUTtfUgidNY5bQs8HX6m91S33rY5i32tbhxT_V67hE5gUfyIQoFU7J0TIIVNggIk4f7zKwoBZ03hUKtDRMFqoChIe9is6NK0gOJjJsg0HWp/s1600/I+am+what+I+am.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;320&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_dY2fx3X6aAR3PYpCymxYYrwuLWobQg1c4UUTtfUgidNY5bQs8HX6m91S33rY5i32tbhxT_V67hE5gUfyIQoFU7J0TIIVNggIk4f7zKwoBZ03hUKtDRMFqoChIe9is6NK0gOJjJsg0HWp/s320/I+am+what+I+am.jpg&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;This is interesting and I am asked every time when I met or knew someone from home country. They said: have I lost my mother-tongue, have I forgotten how to write or speak, and have I given up the spirit of cultural society etc. What is your identity in terms of language, appear and behaviours. I am annoying being labelled, and I dislike to listen to none meaningful suggestions; why not allow me to be what I want to be and no more manipulations. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;To be born in a tradition family in the east isn’t too bad, whereas living in a modern west country may be worried, and there are ways to reach the balance. Isn’t that so – called challenge or adventure?? Why people would put their heads back into the shell just like a turtle did!? I suppose to learn the cultures between east and west would be perfectly wonderful, and why bother about language, how to be looked and behaviours?? It’s not a competition and is not a representative to the country you were from; it’s you, purely only you.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://noquietroom.blogspot.com/2010/11/no-competition-no-no.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (@ the Quiet Room)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_dY2fx3X6aAR3PYpCymxYYrwuLWobQg1c4UUTtfUgidNY5bQs8HX6m91S33rY5i32tbhxT_V67hE5gUfyIQoFU7J0TIIVNggIk4f7zKwoBZ03hUKtDRMFqoChIe9is6NK0gOJjJsg0HWp/s72-c/I+am+what+I+am.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2751953360892987002.post-2246779560341933696</guid><pubDate>Tue, 02 Nov 2010 19:03:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-11-18T22:39:35.614+00:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Equal Right</category><title>One door is closed; the other is opened!!</title><description>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhR1olVs63lffY4k0jVbjFAbhSV_RtrLBYCmeU0yv7xt0_LIpbbMhNTPCsssg61wLUCqCcBoFKg-OabZ91V07PKS3bdBg7o7zkEec2sAWW_3PxZpcxYAr_RRiOrEIldUaf_dBYrFz6YCtRk/s1600/equality.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;320&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhR1olVs63lffY4k0jVbjFAbhSV_RtrLBYCmeU0yv7xt0_LIpbbMhNTPCsssg61wLUCqCcBoFKg-OabZ91V07PKS3bdBg7o7zkEec2sAWW_3PxZpcxYAr_RRiOrEIldUaf_dBYrFz6YCtRk/s320/equality.jpg&quot; width=&quot;293&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Just like the comment sections online of every well – known newspaper in the world. People put their comments and stamp under every article to express their thoughts, or arguing between the readers or the author. All they do are communicating without to convert (I hope obviously) each other. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;It all started from I joined one of public groups on FB (Facebook), it doesn’t say anything regardless joint policy, and I extremely feel the group is lack of equal right and is discrimination after I took part. My comments were investigated, I was investigated by the group members, and bizarrely I ended up to be told off by the creator because I am different compared to the group members as they don’t like the differences. I was stunt. I thought we all live at civilisation; surely I was wrong and expected the group was in a certain standard. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Perhaps the creator doesn’t realise people are not the same value and are different when approached to the group; the users may have different principle and purpose when signed up too. To me, the benefits of creating a group are to see different comments from others’ perspective, and also entertaining the group as well as keeping them brainstorm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Purely we all live in a “free speech” country, but for some, it just not works on them. Don’t ask me why, should ask these creators on FB instead. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://noquietroom.blogspot.com/2010/11/equality-human-rights.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (@ the Quiet Room)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhR1olVs63lffY4k0jVbjFAbhSV_RtrLBYCmeU0yv7xt0_LIpbbMhNTPCsssg61wLUCqCcBoFKg-OabZ91V07PKS3bdBg7o7zkEec2sAWW_3PxZpcxYAr_RRiOrEIldUaf_dBYrFz6YCtRk/s72-c/equality.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2751953360892987002.post-92348399865724549</guid><pubDate>Sun, 19 Sep 2010 23:45:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-03-18T13:14:59.841+00:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Friendship</category><title>Old Wine &amp; Friends Improve with Age</title><description>&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; 

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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: arial;&quot;&gt;An old friend met in a far country is like rain after drought - Chinese proverb. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: arial;&quot;&gt;It&#39;s been at least eight years until recently reunion with a long lasting friend and have got back in contact. She has not changed much, is the same optimistic attitude as when I first met her. I was out of the mood, just like the Itallian proverb said: old friends are always new and the better. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: arial;&quot;&gt;Making friend is such dynamic proposal and event; I&#39;d say it was meant to be when we met. It is interesting because if we were not colleague working together just before she left, as a result the outcome would not be the same and is different, which I call it &quot;good timing&quot;, whereas I live abroad for a number of years, making new friend isn&#39;t difficult for me but knowing friends who are meaningful would be much harder to find no matter what country I am in. Somehow, I realise I rather have the quality friends than the quantity mates. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: arial;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://noquietroom.blogspot.com/2010/09/old-wine-friends-improve-with-age.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (@ the Quiet Room)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2751953360892987002.post-527470542659098016</guid><pubDate>Fri, 17 Sep 2010 11:45:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-09-17T13:00:39.667+01:00</atom:updated><title>The Past 3 Months...</title><description>&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:arial;&quot;&gt;I rarely discuss my childhood and in fact I have very little memory of what was about but my parent’s relationship. It’s been 8 weeks since mum passed away and I have overcome from it also have left the grief behind. Some people like to keep their feeling to themselves for various reasons because in this modern / fast world, neither their friends nor relatives have time to listen or to spend with. Thanks for networking that have created a huge access to an open world and also make a large amount of audiences to see, listen and say back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my memory, I only have vivid picture of my mum. She was a very serious person and from my understanding, she was hard to make a joke with and be pleased. I became independent also worked and studied in the mid-teen, I had less contacted with mum since I started to work. We just followed the flows and hardly ever had made efforts in order to maintain the relationship. An old Chinese said: parents are always right; however I don’t think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An English phrase also said: taste it and feel it when is in someone&#39;s shoes. The parents are always right phrase is not working on me and I disagree with it. I don’t understand and never will about why mum had not stepped out to try for these many years. I was in tears thinking of for the very simple acts and attitude such as: kisses and cuddles would be the hardest things for her to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have learnt from the experiences and have realised “life is short”, do the most and make the life full of joys are better than living in the grief, because end of the day, who suffers the most isn’t mum but me and it is not worthy, so I let it go completely. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:arial;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:arial;&quot;&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://noquietroom.blogspot.com/2010/09/past-3-months.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (@ the Quiet Room)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2751953360892987002.post-2144914375992809039</guid><pubDate>Tue, 18 May 2010 18:38:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-07-17T00:58:56.096+01:00</atom:updated><title>If and therefore ~</title><description>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 24px; &quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:arial;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;If there is one area in our lives where most of us struggle, it’s relationships. I read a news article which stated that Daughters aged 14 years old are the most difficult for parents to raise. Apart from studying, I actually can not remember what I was like when was 14 years age, however I do remember what my schoolmates did at the time, such as: smoking, dancing in the club, seeking b/g friend, and hanging out with a group of people or just reading. At the time, Internet wasn’t exciting like nowadays so therefore computer wasn’t a threat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;line-height: 150%; &quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:arial;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;School life was very competitive in the old days and is still the same after these many years, but the flashpoints for girls have not changed, the list below shows items which were discussed in the article:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ul style=&quot;margin-top:0cm&quot; type=&quot;disc&quot;&gt;  &lt;li class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;  style=&quot;text-align: justify;line-height: 150%; color:black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:arial;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;Wanting to be independent&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;  &lt;li class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;  style=&quot;text-align: justify;line-height: 150%; color:black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:arial;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;Wanting to grow up too quickly &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;  &lt;li class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;  style=&quot;text-align: justify;line-height: 150%; color:black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:arial;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;Peer pressure&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;  &lt;li class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;  style=&quot;text-align: justify;line-height: 150%; color:black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:arial;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;Raging hormones&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;  &lt;li class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;  style=&quot;text-align: justify;line-height: 150%; color:black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:arial;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;Puberty&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;  &lt;li class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;  style=&quot;text-align: justify;line-height: 150%; color:black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:arial;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;Not having a sufficient allowance&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;  &lt;li class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;  style=&quot;text-align: justify;line-height: 150%; color:black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:arial;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;Thinking she is “too fat”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;  &lt;li class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;  style=&quot;text-align: justify;line-height: 150%; color:black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:arial;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;Fitting in with friends&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;  &lt;li class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;  style=&quot;text-align: justify;line-height: 150%; color:black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:arial;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;Privacy&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;  &lt;li class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;  style=&quot;text-align: justify;line-height: 150%; color:black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:arial;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;Dabbling with alcohol &amp;amp; cigarette &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;line-height: 150%; &quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:arial;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;These flashpoints make me think back about myself, look at the teens around me and wonder whether is a world wide situation, as it represents the attitudes of the teens on how annoying is and embarrassing this stage could be, with uncertain moods from time to time. I feel furious and question myself: how would I treat my own teen if I had one and that scares me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;line-height: 150%; &quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:arial;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;Everything is become make sense, I did want to be left alone and felt independent; I did want to do what my parents did and dreamed of to being an adult; did not like to be stared at or under the spot light; I was unhappy with the chemical body change but wondered why schoolmates had b/g friend; moaned about less pocket money and thought I was too fat; did not fit in with friends on some occasions and wanted more privacy. How could the world change so much just because you are a teen, how terrifying for the teens themselves when cope with so many aspects in many circumstances.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;line-height: 150%; &quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:arial;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;Recently I had a chat with one of my girl friends, we discussed about teens’ attitudes and behaviors nowadays; we both agreed as being parents: the more controlling you are, the worse the relationship will be; caring without forcing is essential; respecting their point of views, accepting their rights and support their opinions. We also agreed it would be hard work for the majority parents not to ask the teens to do what they are told, but there you go – this is what parents do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://noquietroom.blogspot.com/2010/05/if-and-therefore.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (@ the Quiet Room)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2751953360892987002.post-8706072358337661562</guid><pubDate>Fri, 19 Mar 2010 13:56:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-07-19T22:12:29.575+01:00</atom:updated><title>This is about, part 2...</title><description>&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-size:medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:arial;&quot;&gt;It’s the year of Tiger, my neighbour bought me a small soft toy represented their feeling of Chinese New Year. I was delighted, not because the soft toy but was for their thoughtful idea, which has blown me away. I used not to celebrate in the New Year; just like Christmas and Santa Claus to others, some people rather have a quiet one than a busy party. I questioned myself, was it because the older I became, the less interest to be? I appreciated the efforts from them; it made me felt very cosy and warm-hearted. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-size:medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:arial;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-size:medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:arial;&quot;&gt;My neighbour are pensioners and is a retired couple, living with few cats in the house and have a fish pound in the back garden. I sometimes go to their garden watching fishes, playing with cats and chatting with them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-size:medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:arial;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-size:medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:arial;&quot;&gt;Life couldn’t be better than after you retired… no rush hour traffics, no meetings, no deadlines, no annoying colleagues, no business hours and is completely free. Have a cuppa in somewhere, enjoy the atmosphere and stay as long as you like as there isn’t a break-time limited to be concerned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://noquietroom.blogspot.com/2010/03/ni.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (@ the Quiet Room)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2751953360892987002.post-532725709511946266</guid><pubDate>Fri, 19 Mar 2010 10:50:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-03-19T23:33:07.462+00:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Assertive action</category><title>Are you assertive!?</title><description>&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://steveroesler.typepad.com/photos/uncategorized/2007/06/21/assertive_1.gif&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 179px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 196px&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://steveroesler.typepad.com/photos/uncategorized/2007/06/21/assertive_1.gif&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-size:medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:arial;&quot;&gt;People can have either good or bad days, depending on what they see and how they feel. A typical day at work is putting your head down: then work is not special; seeing other people annoyed in front of your face that is extraordinary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the day I do routine tasks, but occasionally there’s a crisis or I have to meet a deadline. At certain times of the year I have a very heavy workload but at other times it can be quiet light. I am an easy going person but can’t stand people with bad manners as I think everyone should have basic interpersonal skills. For example: laughing out load in the office, a rude attitude and ignorance at work are most annoying. I don’t know what the worst thing would be from my colleagues; unfortunately I am able to choose the job I like but not the people I work with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My workplace is not a call centre; however the majority of them work via the phones and get in contact with customers, providing advice and help as well as giving guidance. For me, it is a good thing to help others, but another thing to make others to do what you tell them to do. Such attitude does go around in the office, if you lack awareness and self-esteem then you will be working like a hard labourer; you are supposed to work hard of course, but not work to compensate for others’ laziness. Be assertive is recommended and will not end up doing something that you shouldn’t do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://noquietroom.blogspot.com/2010/03/are-you-assertive.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (@ the Quiet Room)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2751953360892987002.post-100443222658118637</guid><pubDate>Thu, 18 Mar 2010 21:22:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-03-19T23:33:07.463+00:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Friendship</category><title>This is about...</title><description>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaI2sR_3BQ264IyvCK6g6OHvxzYgugHnR9b3BSy1I_M85eV07iRM0xDixLdkQ2HsqiEzOiVJUAjpGIDuXjxJ7c0a-gfMKFiywgDkgvSlMLKMJn8OiEj9EUXq-wv-mlEpg9GS_zQhU4M94W/s1600-h/friendship+(1).jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 285px; height: 320px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaI2sR_3BQ264IyvCK6g6OHvxzYgugHnR9b3BSy1I_M85eV07iRM0xDixLdkQ2HsqiEzOiVJUAjpGIDuXjxJ7c0a-gfMKFiywgDkgvSlMLKMJn8OiEj9EUXq-wv-mlEpg9GS_zQhU4M94W/s320/friendship+(1).jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450087686291790402&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify;line-height:150%&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:arial;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot; line-height: 22px; color: rgb(28, 40, 55); font-family:arial, verdana, tahoma, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-size:medium;&quot;&gt;Many people understand friendship but when it comes to distance, it is far more difficult. It’s been several years since I moved aboard and I have met nice friends from work and locals with different personal histories. It is rare to meet people with the same background or culture near-by, whereas if I lived in the capital city of the country, it would be easy to spot a few. I am not living in the capital city or in the countryside but a suburban area. Everything to me is distance, from and to work, to shop or even just to go to cinema: driving is always necessary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nowadays, the best way to make friends seems to be to go online (no, not compare.com). I know some people who have the same cultural background from a forum which comments on a wide range of daily matters about living abroad. Somehow they are spread up and down the country, very distant from each other, but it has made me interested to visit the forum often. I like the idea of sharing the experiences with other members within the forum, also understanding how other people cope with life in a foreign country. I am also aware that there are gathering events happening, however the majority of them would take place in the city rather than in the suburban area; perhaps I miss out all the gossip but I definitely enjoy my peace and quiet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once upon a time, I thought I was independent enough to live aboard; eventually I found ways to balance myself between working and studying. Filling up my free time to socialise with others by doing volunteer work and helping out with the local community activities are ways to make my life more involved with others no matter where I am. Friends are important, and are even better when family are not around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what does &quot;friend&quot; mean to you? For me, a few life long friends would be far better than tons of friends, who are only suitable for having fun with (gossip, drinking or shopping etc). I look out for life long friends, it is already hard enough to find even in your country of birth; never mind now, in a foreign country. The interesting thing is: I have found it easier to be friends with locals than people from home. For instance:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:arial;&quot;&gt;&lt;ul class=&quot;bbc&quot; style=&quot;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 30px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; list-style-type: disc; list-style-position: outside; list-style-image: initial; &quot;&gt;&lt;li style=&quot;text-align: justify;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; &quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-size:medium;&quot;&gt;People are more independent here than from home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style=&quot;text-align: justify;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; &quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-size:medium;&quot;&gt;People make efforts and feel more appreciation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style=&quot;text-align: justify;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; &quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-size:medium;&quot;&gt;There are no &quot;Should&quot; or &quot;Should Not&quot;, only do it when you think it is right and necessary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style=&quot;text-align: justify;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; &quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-size:medium;&quot;&gt;People make decisions based on personal need rather than for others happiness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style=&quot;text-align: justify;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; &quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-size:medium;&quot;&gt;Speak up and stand out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style=&quot;text-align: justify;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; &quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-size:medium;&quot;&gt;People let things go more easily and happy to accept other opinions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style=&quot;text-align: justify;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; &quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-size:medium;&quot;&gt;There is less worry: when something crops up then it is fixed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-size:medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;These are personal experiences, it doesn’t mean everyone has the same thought; you may come across with different idea. Nevertheless, living abroad truly makes your mind open and that is all the matter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify;line-height:150%&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Angsana New&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://noquietroom.blogspot.com/2010/03/this-is-about.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (@ the Quiet Room)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaI2sR_3BQ264IyvCK6g6OHvxzYgugHnR9b3BSy1I_M85eV07iRM0xDixLdkQ2HsqiEzOiVJUAjpGIDuXjxJ7c0a-gfMKFiywgDkgvSlMLKMJn8OiEj9EUXq-wv-mlEpg9GS_zQhU4M94W/s72-c/friendship+(1).jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2751953360892987002.post-2413301593048409753</guid><pubDate>Tue, 02 Feb 2010 12:20:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-02-19T00:25:17.478+00:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Credit Report</category><title>What is your rating score??</title><description>&lt;a href=&quot;http://ftcfreeannualcreditreport.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/04/fico-credit-scores.gif&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:arial;&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 278px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 254px&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://ftcfreeannualcreditreport.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/04/fico-credit-scores.gif&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-size:medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:arial;&quot;&gt;Have you heard credit report, when I first heard I thought it is only for people who have bad records and reputation with bank or are in debt wish to find out the alternative ways to save their credit ability.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this is a very comment thought ‘as long as you own nothing, you should have a good credit rate’, but in reality it is not true. One of my friends applied for a credit card, he was just like one of us and thought he owned nothing was declined. He was advice to apply for his credit report with other party, after then he might be able to do something about and improving his credit rating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-size:medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:arial;&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-size:medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:arial;&quot;&gt;I was surprised by the outcome as it is not just about owning money, it is also about for example: how many store cards do you apply and have, plus other general payments in relation to banks business, such as mobile phone bill, credit card bill (obviously) and all sorts of payment with money involved, you can see almost everything on the report, my friend told me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-size:medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:arial;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I’ve learned the lesson from him to watch out HOW I spend/pay and by what methods in relation to the banks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a id=&quot;apf2&quot; href=&quot;http://images.google.co.uk/imgres?imgurl=http://super-affiliano.com/freecreditreportnocreditcardnow/images/credit_report_magnifying_glass.jpg&amp;amp;imgrefurl=http://super-affiliano.com/freecreditreportnocreditcardnow/&amp;amp;usg=__1f1eOBBEBHDeDVG3Lb3IyzonA1E=&amp;amp;h=885&amp;amp;w=1225&amp;amp;sz=375&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;start=3&amp;amp;itbs=1&amp;amp;tbnid=ncGMRj4L5iHIrM:&amp;amp;tbnh=108&amp;amp;tbnw=150&amp;amp;prev=/images%3Fq%3Dcredit%2Breport%26gbv%3D2%26hl%3Den&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://noquietroom.blogspot.com/2010/02/what-is-your-rating-score.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (@ the Quiet Room)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2751953360892987002.post-3824628336461000875</guid><pubDate>Thu, 05 Nov 2009 22:07:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-02-02T13:23:59.515+00:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">PiNK</category><title>Singing in Live</title><description>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEOxU58VB9p1aJY0zZG3aJ1Wgs2yGTGmcn6BuAQ7oLAJQLGxp99dJIjaBtJJfvWQTEXNmYZEjiZm4pY1tpMI_FHJ7gi6es9pGmhCw_sAxqnfwnMK2f4EYgaDmgSTtOwfIXuU4vu1LTn5kl/s1600-h/DSCF0026.JPG&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400745769476857074&quot; style=&quot;FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEOxU58VB9p1aJY0zZG3aJ1Wgs2yGTGmcn6BuAQ7oLAJQLGxp99dJIjaBtJJfvWQTEXNmYZEjiZm4pY1tpMI_FHJ7gi6es9pGmhCw_sAxqnfwnMK2f4EYgaDmgSTtOwfIXuU4vu1LTn5kl/s400/DSCF0026.JPG&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;   style=&quot;font-family:Arial;font-size:medium;&quot;&gt;Last month I went to see PiNK singing in live.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Arial;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-size:medium;&quot;&gt;I have to say I was impressed by her voice and I also admired her determination of doing all the shows in no imperfections and I truly like her singing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Arial;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-size:medium;&quot;&gt;It was a weekend in October in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Manchester_Evening_News_Arena&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-size:medium;&quot;&gt;Manchester Arena&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-size:medium;&quot;&gt;; during that night I followed the flow and queued next to the entrance and waited to be checked with ticket. About 15,000 to 20,000 of people came for the event and it was absolutely packed. I stayed in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.parkinn.com/&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-size:medium;&quot;&gt;Park Inn Hotel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-size:medium;&quot;&gt; just outside the venue about 5 minutes walk and was lucky as I booked far in advance which was allowed me to grab a room to stay over a night. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Arial;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-size:medium;&quot;&gt;My feeling of going to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = st1 /&gt;&lt;st1:city st=&quot;on&quot;&gt;&lt;st1:place st=&quot;on&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-size:medium;&quot;&gt;Manchester&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-size:medium;&quot;&gt; is like when I look for a pair of shoes which bargain is necessary, it has to be reasonable price, comfort and is in a good condition. It does work when it comes to choose a hotel, as too much choice that normally I would like to stick with the previous one where I stayed before however, it is always overprice when it is on the peak time (although between the hotel and I, we never agree to have the peak time as we thought).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Arial;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-size:medium;&quot;&gt;19:50 it started with the support act.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Arial;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-size:medium;&quot;&gt;A band from NZ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://evermoreband.com/blog/&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-size:medium;&quot;&gt;Evermore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-size:medium;&quot;&gt; had warm up the audience which performed and song for almost an hour long, drumming, keyboarding and guitar performing. I thought they were very good performers particularly the drummer, I have to give him the credits of the amazing skills he has, he has no rest and drumming throughout the period of time. I enjoyed it every minute when they song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://noquietroom.blogspot.com/2009/11/singing-in-live.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (@ the Quiet Room)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEOxU58VB9p1aJY0zZG3aJ1Wgs2yGTGmcn6BuAQ7oLAJQLGxp99dJIjaBtJJfvWQTEXNmYZEjiZm4pY1tpMI_FHJ7gi6es9pGmhCw_sAxqnfwnMK2f4EYgaDmgSTtOwfIXuU4vu1LTn5kl/s72-c/DSCF0026.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2751953360892987002.post-6235106728625106800</guid><pubDate>Thu, 05 Nov 2009 17:16:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-05T19:28:37.680+00:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">new start</category><title>New Start....... in November</title><description>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihyphenhyphen_-wctHTEyfjshXK7yeV3Cqu5y_L0oaD3cIIVciJ1eGWHGI1g0faV3Axv7Vy1K7k4Ulib81Ybk1Lx5bMV5AcdgIyGYauCbFRr1piS6RbBk1SEi8drftiWWXVSDM96KdC5e8jWY5HkGq7/s1600-h/squirrels-waiting-for-bus.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 270px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihyphenhyphen_-wctHTEyfjshXK7yeV3Cqu5y_L0oaD3cIIVciJ1eGWHGI1g0faV3Axv7Vy1K7k4Ulib81Ybk1Lx5bMV5AcdgIyGYauCbFRr1piS6RbBk1SEi8drftiWWXVSDM96KdC5e8jWY5HkGq7/s400/squirrels-waiting-for-bus.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400679860722685266&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-size:medium;&quot;&gt;It is another day and is another month.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-size:medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The temperature is getting low, the sky is turning dark earlier comparing to couple of months ago. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-size:medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-size:medium;&quot;&gt;What that tells me…........................., the winter is on its way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-size:medium;&quot;&gt;I am thinking, this winter is going to be ‘cold’, and could be an icy cold due to the very bad economic. As a result, there are no other conditions or ways to make it better (ok, there is but takes long time to recover). However, for the people who are already employed, they may want to change their career; for the jobless of course they are keeping up and are looking all the time, somehow it is a very slow process (I think so).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-size:medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For instance, internal jobs provide to employed staff and after they have applied but nothing have heard from the other end; external vacancies to jobless or employed staff, after they showed their interests, they still have not received any thing from other side too, so what is this going on……??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know how many people in England are trying to change / look for a job, because under the recession whatever job you have is ‘better than nothing’, I was told by many friends and colleagues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the employed staff, would you follow the desire you want to achieve which is looking for a new job or just do whatever is available for an income to keep you going; for jobless people, I would like to fingers crossed for you all and wish you all the best. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-size:medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-size:medium;&quot;&gt;I am still thinking………&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://noquietroom.blogspot.com/2009/11/new-start-in-november.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (@ the Quiet Room)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihyphenhyphen_-wctHTEyfjshXK7yeV3Cqu5y_L0oaD3cIIVciJ1eGWHGI1g0faV3Axv7Vy1K7k4Ulib81Ybk1Lx5bMV5AcdgIyGYauCbFRr1piS6RbBk1SEi8drftiWWXVSDM96KdC5e8jWY5HkGq7/s72-c/squirrels-waiting-for-bus.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2751953360892987002.post-3699254116916048041</guid><pubDate>Fri, 16 Oct 2009 10:45:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-05T19:21:32.853+00:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Dress Down Images</category><title>Casual Friday/Dress Down Day</title><description>&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDSHXcxfEKCxrg3Ipfz_Q2ZybSRxgSC-HHstr-VDT-AEw6grZaT8W3oMc5uk7T-R9coYy5w347AsdPDmujgGKOg2f436YiZmwvlhyphenhyphenXMHVhMOfSY-X5d5GdrMs3sMQOsC8WYZaITUX7xJ-d/s1600-h/images.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 140px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 122px; CURSOR: hand&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393152256306979330&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDSHXcxfEKCxrg3Ipfz_Q2ZybSRxgSC-HHstr-VDT-AEw6grZaT8W3oMc5uk7T-R9coYy5w347AsdPDmujgGKOg2f436YiZmwvlhyphenhyphenXMHVhMOfSY-X5d5GdrMs3sMQOsC8WYZaITUX7xJ-d/s400/images.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;For some, office is a place people wish to be; it is also a place people hate too. I work in the office environment for a number of years, and I am one of these people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;Received an email was circulated by Marketing Department with regard to Dress Down Day at workplace, we were requested to donate £1 on the day and I was asked to collect the donations for them. The activity takes place once a month and is a pain; members of staff are aware of to donate the money if they take part but, they temp to get away from the fact ‘no donation’ and are still dress down. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;I wrote an email to the HQ, I clearly explained my position and the situation, in fact I told them off and asked them do NOT request me to do it ever again, if they want to be a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_0&quot; class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;begger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt; themselves - be my guest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Donation is a gift or contribution especially a sum of money given to a charity, it is NOT or should NOT be forced to do so; I just can’t figure out the reason when people abuse the system and still enjoy the dress down day benefit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;(boo)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://noquietroom.blogspot.com/2009/10/dress-down-day.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (@ the Quiet Room)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDSHXcxfEKCxrg3Ipfz_Q2ZybSRxgSC-HHstr-VDT-AEw6grZaT8W3oMc5uk7T-R9coYy5w347AsdPDmujgGKOg2f436YiZmwvlhyphenhyphenXMHVhMOfSY-X5d5GdrMs3sMQOsC8WYZaITUX7xJ-d/s72-c/images.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2751953360892987002.post-5610166489689667106</guid><pubDate>Tue, 01 Sep 2009 20:51:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-01T21:51:51.974+01:00</atom:updated><title>Fish</title><description>&lt;script type=&quot;text/javascript&quot; src=&quot;http://widgets.clearspring.com/o/48cfe5b37f644537/4a9d896680402101/48cfe5b37f644537/3ec31e96/widget.js&quot;&gt;&lt;/script&gt;</description><link>http://noquietroom.blogspot.com/2009/09/fish.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (@ the Quiet Room)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2751953360892987002.post-777124931616422729</guid><pubDate>Wed, 19 Aug 2009 22:39:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-05T19:26:42.544+00:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Miss Potter</category><title>Camping with friends in the Lake District: Northern England</title><description>&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsRTI-f6Rh6Yxh5nPw16ZbTBLuXCT2sQvov7sz9LOoR6nIZ9NZRECjlnHv88lEulzf6nkwv6VU1nbwWQEl5kLo5r-NUdSg0HqjU0uKGEKaUwpEZB-UQqfjqRNUedFe0P1v-2Xx47Z3PtLk/s1600-h/DSCF0009.JPG&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371814552223174130&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsRTI-f6Rh6Yxh5nPw16ZbTBLuXCT2sQvov7sz9LOoR6nIZ9NZRECjlnHv88lEulzf6nkwv6VU1nbwWQEl5kLo5r-NUdSg0HqjU0uKGEKaUwpEZB-UQqfjqRNUedFe0P1v-2Xx47Z3PtLk/s320/DSCF0009.JPG&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I specially took a half day off for camping last Friday. We decided to set off at 3ish so I dashed back from work and started packing: food, drink and of course camping equipment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband said he needed a pillow. “I have to have shower gel,” I said to myself, munching on some crisps (no time for lunch!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7tlEaNOIshlzY-cyw85B5slK4B-u8-JkVONobkCFP_OZEGgf8-pnVFO20-t3wcqmccQtIuhThwKNQbuvyPncTuUb-TTNRL3VKDQxFRsrCZz_68CeVb9mu02NMpYVO2y6cIhDp1XruMk-z/s1600-h/DSCF0019.JPG&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371813103904862834&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7tlEaNOIshlzY-cyw85B5slK4B-u8-JkVONobkCFP_OZEGgf8-pnVFO20-t3wcqmccQtIuhThwKNQbuvyPncTuUb-TTNRL3VKDQxFRsrCZz_68CeVb9mu02NMpYVO2y6cIhDp1XruMk-z/s320/DSCF0019.JPG&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather was not looking good, and on Thursday night I rang the friends who we were going with. I explained that we might not come depending on the weather, because they were going to bring food for us, and I didn’t want them to take too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We checked the weather forecast every day, which was quite useless as it changed almost every hour. We hesitated: should we go or should we not? There was a little voice in my head fighting for my laziness and freedom, but we finally went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnn7a2iE52jNNJ994H2dS2fbYs7Ak6WbgaFUOWts2sAScgVHpgK7dOEjB8DXYmPpcV0z4-50b5aGlfP84_cPQD7GS2Zp_j9RG1WOYcnFzRHWUw4e7_gW0Bpb0cRNhkWzE21tdNkEAOpRf6/s1600-h/DSCF0018.JPG&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371812508836981602&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnn7a2iE52jNNJ994H2dS2fbYs7Ak6WbgaFUOWts2sAScgVHpgK7dOEjB8DXYmPpcV0z4-50b5aGlfP84_cPQD7GS2Zp_j9RG1WOYcnFzRHWUw4e7_gW0Bpb0cRNhkWzE21tdNkEAOpRf6/s320/DSCF0018.JPG&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We met our friends at the campsite, and enjoyed nice food during a heavy downpour and gusting winds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally went to bed and slept at 2330 but got up at 0600 when the sky was bright but cloudy. Later on/After breakfast I went to &lt;a href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Beatrix_Potter&quot;&gt;Beatrix Potter&lt;/a&gt;’s house, which is now a museum: a very nice cosy cottage with gardens and a stable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately the weather went bad again just when we were exploring the cottage, and the heavy downpour wet me through. I quickly finished the visiting, jumped back into the car and drove to the campsite. A wet but pleasant weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://noquietroom.blogspot.com/2009/08/camping-with-friends-in-lake-district.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (@ the Quiet Room)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsRTI-f6Rh6Yxh5nPw16ZbTBLuXCT2sQvov7sz9LOoR6nIZ9NZRECjlnHv88lEulzf6nkwv6VU1nbwWQEl5kLo5r-NUdSg0HqjU0uKGEKaUwpEZB-UQqfjqRNUedFe0P1v-2Xx47Z3PtLk/s72-c/DSCF0009.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2751953360892987002.post-5904703455467742462</guid><pubDate>Fri, 07 Aug 2009 14:38:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-14T21:19:36.105+01:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">splendor hotel and taiwan map</category><title>Pacific Asia (2)</title><description>&lt;a href=&quot;http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1031/1338919312_b786bab689.jpg?v=1189122742&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 375px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 500px; CURSOR: hand&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1031/1338919312_b786bab689.jpg?v=1189122742&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://888.rockin.net/propaganda-of-baby-eating/taiwan_and_china_01.gif&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 495px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 355px; CURSOR: hand&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://888.rockin.net/propaganda-of-baby-eating/taiwan_and_china_01.gif&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Following my last post dated 24th July, after Hsinchu, we travelled to the south of Taiwan – Kaohsiung by High Speed Rail (HSR).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually, when travel between the north and the south of Taiwan, it takes 7 hours on the motorway otherwise the quickest way to get there is to fly. And now, due to the fact that the HSR has been completed, the pattern of travelling through Taiwan has significantly changed; there is a much greater volume of people going to Kaohsiung for both business and pleasure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stayed in a hotel which was situated in the landmark 85 Sky Tower at the centre of the Kaohsiung city&#39;s new business and shopping district; we were staggered at the height and the layout of the hotel, and the elevator brought us up the 39 floors in 35 seconds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At night, in order to experience a local nightlife, we accepted an invitation of a friend to a club downtown. The entrance fee was about £6 pp and… drinks were inclusive, smoking allowed in the premises. Isn’t that heaven for holidaying or clubbing people?? However, they did check ID before we went in and only allowed the age of 21 or 21+ to enter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the famous attractions of Taiwan is Hot Springs. Different locations gave different formations and water type so, it is recommended to try as many as possible when you travel up and down the country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most Hot Springs keep skin smooth; others may claim holistic treatments. You are able to ask for a private room or mucking in the public pool with other visitors of the same gender. Sitting in the hot springs pool between 10 and 15 minutes, and plunging into the completely cold water pool for a few seconds gives your skin a sudden temperature massage, and also powers up your heart beat (perhaps for the people who suffer from heart disease these treatments are not recommended). It’s good fun and washes the tiredness away after you have done the whole procedure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’d say, I really had a good time in Taiwan, it is a small country but it has got a bit of everything that travellers want and fancy. &lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://noquietroom.blogspot.com/2009/08/pacific-asia-2.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (@ the Quiet Room)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2751953360892987002.post-156256591054571912</guid><pubDate>Fri, 24 Jul 2009 21:25:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-24T23:04:19.172+01:00</atom:updated><title>Pacific Asia</title><description>I went to Pacific Asia in June this year. In this journey, I travelled to &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.discoverhongkong.com/login.html&quot;&gt;Hong Kong&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.gio.gov.tw/&quot;&gt;Taiwan&lt;/a&gt;. I was surprised by the towering skycrapers climbing from the busy harbour up the steep, jungle clad hills of Hong Kong Island are an unforgettable sight; I also amazed the High Speed Rail (HSR) in Taiwan. Both were the highlights I visited this time and I enjoyed the journey completely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like Hong Kong; it is a very much Chinese culture where we don’t really see and happening in England. About Hong Kong, it is not a newly city to anyone, lots of sights seeing and foods just in front of you. The city life is even colourful, whether you would like to go on THE PEAK TRAM, STAR FERRY, or visiting VICTORIA HARBOUR, there is just so much to do and keeps you busy. It wasn’t the first time for me and my husband went but was the first time in 10 years. We noticed there were so different compared to our memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, from the guide book, we found a traditional Cantonese restaurant in Hong Kong Island, no waiting time but the fact was, we needed to find our own seats and shared a table with other 8 people. This old – style Cantonese restaurant on the corner of Aberdeen St, packed with older men reading newspapers, extended families and office groups, has decent dim sum served from trolleys. It’s a very local place, and you need to try harder before you sit down; it was like a battle which the fast you find seats and table, the quicker you will be fed. After a few days stopped in Hong Kong, we flew to Taiwan for the next adventure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taiwan is the most underrated tourist destination in Asia, is also an intensely traditional place, with Chinese and aboriginal festivals, and there are more surprised: such as six national parks, thanks to its volcanic past, numerous hot-spring resorts, sensational cuisine and fascinating cultural mix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hsinchu was the first city we stayed, it is about 86km south of Taipei (Capital City) and thirty minutes from Taoyuan (International Airport), is famous of the huge revenues generated by the Science Park (Technology Industry Park). It’s also the gateway to the heart of Taiwan’s Hakka country.</description><link>http://noquietroom.blogspot.com/2009/07/pacific-asia.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (@ the Quiet Room)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2751953360892987002.post-3423353952780437213</guid><pubDate>Mon, 18 May 2009 15:11:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-30T23:05:05.777+01:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">the annoying thing</category><title>Who Is Calling.....................</title><description>&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.staffroom.pwp.blueyonder.co.uk/annoying/the_annoying_thing.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 483px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 512px; CURSOR: hand&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://www.staffroom.pwp.blueyonder.co.uk/annoying/the_annoying_thing.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My mobile rang while I was at work, someone named himself was from one of the insurance company and would like to give me a quote regarding my bike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“ I am ringing on behalf of $%^&amp;amp;* company and would like to give you a quote”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“ You what?”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“$%^&amp;amp;* company”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Who are you, how did you get my number, and why you contact me for”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I honestly was surprised with his action and I hate the third parties contacting the personal mobile without any permission.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“……………”&lt;/strong&gt; He hanged up in the end. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As you can see even you don’t give your consent away, people are always available to get your details out in some point. I wonder how many people are doing this every single day and how many people are the victims on a daily basis as well…, it is absolutely disregard action and annoying. &lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://noquietroom.blogspot.com/2009/05/who-is-calling.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (@ the Quiet Room)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2751953360892987002.post-1700830044542478985</guid><pubDate>Mon, 18 May 2009 10:14:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-18T22:01:25.732+01:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Tom Wrigglesworth</category><title>Stand-Up show</title><description>&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPjXJAy4m257gw2WOZ2Hbzv_tFmZ8YxRPyvTHLzB1balKGz2JJ4v31hR7KWU-PI_nH0bhI5XZRM46LNi9MiDlIBHzv1CsVykMxdIn_6GxclkC_0YEncAY4qtqiw2Duc_SQp7V6vGg0pST3/s1600-h/TomWrigglesworth.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337113880836362706&quot; style=&quot;DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPjXJAy4m257gw2WOZ2Hbzv_tFmZ8YxRPyvTHLzB1balKGz2JJ4v31hR7KWU-PI_nH0bhI5XZRM46LNi9MiDlIBHzv1CsVykMxdIn_6GxclkC_0YEncAY4qtqiw2Duc_SQp7V6vGg0pST3/s400/TomWrigglesworth.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went to a comedy stand-up show last night, and was hosted by * (cannot remember his name…) with other 3 guests, one of them was &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.chortle.co.uk/news/2008/10/10/7566/arrest_threat_for_good_samaritan_comic&quot;&gt;Tom Wrigglesworth &lt;/a&gt;(He won&#39;t be in a coma this time...) in the &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.wyp.org.uk/index.asp&quot;&gt;Yorkshire Playhouse&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the first time I visited the Yorkshire Playhouse and inside the theatre, there were plenty of rooms for my legs and has a good view when seated in the back row but, one thing annoyed me was… the drinks. There were too dear to buy drinks in the venue, just like anywhere else. I used to travel to London to see such live show which was in one of many bars, apart from paying gig ticket on the door, and also pay for the drink on the top of that (tuting...).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk about this comedian, I don’t know him well and in fact, I’ve not heard of him but he is funny and has a good structure when he gave his talk. One of the funniest stories was when he mentioned the announcement in the supermarket. It has a very unusual tone when an announcement is made in store, such as:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Store manager code * 113, store manager code * 113”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Store cleaner aisle * 6, store cleaner aisle * 6”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mind you, there are always pronunciations going on especially within the announcements where * sign are, and imagine if we all talk like that in a daily life conversations…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“What do you want for tea *, what do you want for tea * ”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“I am having a wee * , I am having a wee * ”&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How funny is that! It makes your life full of fun and comprehensives, and due to that point, I just couldn&#39;t stop to laugh at it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://noquietroom.blogspot.com/2009/05/stand-up-show.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (@ the Quiet Room)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPjXJAy4m257gw2WOZ2Hbzv_tFmZ8YxRPyvTHLzB1balKGz2JJ4v31hR7KWU-PI_nH0bhI5XZRM46LNi9MiDlIBHzv1CsVykMxdIn_6GxclkC_0YEncAY4qtqiw2Duc_SQp7V6vGg0pST3/s72-c/TomWrigglesworth.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2751953360892987002.post-9156264750902529117</guid><pubDate>Tue, 12 May 2009 10:47:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-13T21:56:07.848+01:00</atom:updated><title>Think Before You Act</title><description>News is shocking me recently which is about the &lt;a href=&quot;http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/england/8040178.stm&quot;&gt;web murder is given a life sentence&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Consequently when we communicate with people on the other ends on these so-called social networks, I wonder are people real behind the scenes. I am aware that the more “personal” information you’ve given away, the more dangerous you’ve put yourself into, and I think we’ve all learned from others’ experiences and keep the distances and be safe.</description><link>http://noquietroom.blogspot.com/2009/05/think-before-you-act.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (@ the Quiet Room)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2751953360892987002.post-1158869848274700583</guid><pubDate>Mon, 11 May 2009 13:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-11T22:29:30.300+01:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Afternoon tea set and fondue set</category><title>What do you prefer?</title><description>&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.thewildraspberry.com/images/fondue%20cheese%20box.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 600px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 600px; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://www.thewildraspberry.com/images/fondue%20cheese%20box.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://morningnoonandnight.files.wordpress.com/2007/10/afternoontea01.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 600px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 736px; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://morningnoonandnight.files.wordpress.com/2007/10/afternoontea01.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A friend is leaving for further career by end of this month. A few friends we both know are having a farewell do for her which we want to make the most of it in these last few weeks/weekends before she takes off. I was advised to contribute ideas and I am brainstorming as I am running out the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I take part for a few dos in the past months, and notice I should watch what I eat in order not to put weight on easily, I disregard having a full meal and suggesting to have afternoon tea instead, friends aren’t disagreed. I am also thinking of what are we having for this so-called afternoon tea, in fact I am not a creamy tea person, I am a black coffee person. I also have another idea of having cheese/chocolate fondue, despite fruit and bread, what else can go with these two, it seems lots of works behind the scenes and I am calling for helps now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://noquietroom.blogspot.com/2009/05/what-do-you-prefer.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (@ the Quiet Room)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2751953360892987002.post-2418820713420177469</guid><pubDate>Fri, 08 May 2009 10:16:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-10T22:03:32.289+01:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">real second</category><title>60 seconds...........</title><description>&lt;a href=&quot;http://blogs.voices.com/voxdaily/60_Second_Pitch_Awards_Logo_300.png&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://blogs.voices.com/voxdaily/60_Second_Pitch_Awards_Logo_300.png&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I’ve been really busy recently, as you can see I’ve left here completely. What a big deal for me getting back here and sharing my thought again - a conflict. The row didn’t happen very often but once it started, I tried to minimize it as much as possible but it doesn’t mean I am petrified.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I share foods or fruits at work, just like the fest, and my colleagues take part from time to time. One of my colleagues gave comments after his shared and said “this is odd and is tasteless”, with this in mind, everything is volunteers and no pressures; how on earth was happened and especially was the second time he said (good job there was no one slap him).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve done something I should. I politely sent him en email and told him off. Imagining I was calm and didn’t let my steams out in those 60 seconds……….I was counting and be self-control while I was shouting inside my head. I thought GOSH, in how many years goes on and I’ve learned, and to listen first action is the after and is the last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, you can choose your work but your work colleagues and get on with it. &lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://noquietroom.blogspot.com/2009/05/60-seconds.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (@ the Quiet Room)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total></item></channel></rss>