<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2275105956032502928</id><updated>2012-02-16T16:35:32.885+08:00</updated><title type='text'>weekly journal</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelzofdestiny.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2275105956032502928/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelzofdestiny.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>holyangelz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368745605540971031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>7</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2275105956032502928.post-2361742090947725867</id><published>2008-04-15T21:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T22:07:48.801+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To blog or to flog</title><content type='html'>Blogging is a very familiar thing that most people do in their daily lives. It helps one to express their feelings and to relieve stress by voicing out their problems to share the problems with others and getting solutions for problems. It is indeed a good way of expression. However, is blogging really a very good thing?&lt;br /&gt;  While some may say that blogging helps to release stress and share their points and ideas, there may be some people do not like what they post as it may relate to them or they have the same bad experience and do not want to be reminded of the past. While some may say that the tags they tag on a person’s blog is what they simply feel and may be beneficial to the blogger, it may offend some other people and cause problems and disharmony. As most bloggers are teenagers, it is easy to meet up with each other nowadays with friends and have gang fights, causing casualties. Teenagers are also easily provoked, and most people who read through other people blogs are the teenagers and the writers of the tags will not admit their wrong and cause clashes. As teenagers are very emotional, they speak according to their feelings and neglect the feelings of others. Some people also love to flog others. Their actions are normally due to expression of anger or to seek attention and for clashes to happen. Therefore, blogging is not suitable for careless and those emotional people. Those that cannot take insults should also not go through other people’s blogs as these people causes casualties due to their narrow-mindedness and affects the others just solely due to their own problems.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2275105956032502928-2361742090947725867?l=angelzofdestiny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelzofdestiny.blogspot.com/feeds/2361742090947725867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2275105956032502928&amp;postID=2361742090947725867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2275105956032502928/posts/default/2361742090947725867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2275105956032502928/posts/default/2361742090947725867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelzofdestiny.blogspot.com/2008/04/to-blog-or-to-flog.html' title='To blog or to flog'/><author><name>holyangelz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368745605540971031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2275105956032502928.post-1200418997599362313</id><published>2008-03-11T12:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T10:10:32.157+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Remorse</title><content type='html'>Pacing around the busy roads of Orchard Road, he cannot resist to turn back to look one eye. The moment he turned around, he could see the beraggled woman closely following him. Unable to take it any more, he went into an alley and tears rolled down his eyes. It was something he knew he was unable to escape, as the immense pressure weighed down on him...&lt;br /&gt;Sometime back ago, he was in a pub, drinking away all his worries as he remembered how the boss scolded him due to the lousy presentation that is not up to standard. A few days ago, he was still dreaming about a comfortable life. Now, he was very depressed, worrying about the presentation he made earlier and was blaming himself why he spent little time on that big project. Receiving the call of his boss, his heart was thumping madly. Will he succeed?&lt;br /&gt;  After a moment of thoughts whirling in his mind, he picked up his call. With an elated look on his face, he left the pub and headed for the new sports cars showroom. With five million wired into his bank, which car should he choose? After pondering for a while, he went for the newly launched model of Ferrari, the 575 M Superamerica and went speeding around the new built highway. Fully mastering his sports car, he went accelerating around the streets. However, due to his negligence, he went speeding into a couple. The man, protecting his girlfriend, pushed her aside and blood splashed on his car. Unable to part with his money for that man's death, he sped off. However, the woman took notice of his car plate and swore to take revenge. Deciding not calling the police, she followed the man wherever he went to fill him with guilt.&lt;br /&gt;  The man finally realised one thing: he have to pay, and must pay for the death he caused. After his realisation, he walked to the bank and withdrew falf of his wealth and presented it to the woman. Satisfied, she left him and that moment, he felt the relief and the release of his guilt. Money is not all that matters.It was an important lesson learnt by him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2275105956032502928-1200418997599362313?l=angelzofdestiny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelzofdestiny.blogspot.com/feeds/1200418997599362313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2275105956032502928&amp;postID=1200418997599362313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2275105956032502928/posts/default/1200418997599362313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2275105956032502928/posts/default/1200418997599362313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelzofdestiny.blogspot.com/2008/03/remorse.html' title='Remorse'/><author><name>holyangelz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368745605540971031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2275105956032502928.post-5382319906644462287</id><published>2008-03-02T19:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T21:19:24.661+08:00</updated><title type='text'>favourite childhood story fairy tale</title><content type='html'>1)Orientation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story is about a little girl named red riding hood who was supposed to visit her grandmother. It also involved a wolf, the evil one in all fairy tales which wanted delicious, raw and tender human flesh and bent on eating the young girl for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little red riding hood was supposed to go to her grandmother's house because her grandmother notified that she was sick and her mother was busy and could not make it. So, after her mother packed her a basket of things to give her grandmother, little red riding hood left her house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Development&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking along the path, she strayed off, not listening to her mother's advice. Picking up some lovely flowers, she started to leave and was approached by a wolf. Determined not to talk to strangers, she quickly bid farewell and left the wolf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Complication&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, the wolf already knew of her plans and took a shortcut to little red riding hood's grandmother house. After locking her grandmother up and disguised itself, the wolf waited for little red riding hood's arrival.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Resolution&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When little red riding hood reached her grandmother's house, she was surprised to see the door open. not wanting to wake her grandmother up, she did not switch on the lights and instead tiptoed to her bed. Looking at her grandmother, she was appalled to see two big ears. The wolf quickly replied that it was for hearing her better. She again questioned why her "grandmother" had such big eyes. The wolf replied that it was for looking at her better. When again asked why it got such big mouth, it could not stand it as it was already very hungry. Leaping up, it attacked red riding hood but was shocked off by the hunter and rescued her grandmother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Coda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learnt that we should take heed of our parents' advice and not take their advice for granted as we might endanger our own lives. We should also not trust strangers as we might be harmed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2275105956032502928-5382319906644462287?l=angelzofdestiny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelzofdestiny.blogspot.com/feeds/5382319906644462287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2275105956032502928&amp;postID=5382319906644462287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2275105956032502928/posts/default/5382319906644462287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2275105956032502928/posts/default/5382319906644462287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelzofdestiny.blogspot.com/2008/03/favourite-childhood-story-fairy-tale.html' title='favourite childhood story fairy tale'/><author><name>holyangelz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368745605540971031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2275105956032502928.post-8526587227746233601</id><published>2008-02-13T19:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T20:27:16.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sophie Kinsella&lt;&gt;</title><content type='html'>The story is about a reputable lawyer who lost her job due to a huge mistake that was committed by her. After getting her partnership for law, she was so jubilant that she tidied up her table, which she never bothers about. After flipping through her documents, she found a letter by a client who wanted her to secure fifty million dollars for him. Looking at the date, she realized that she had past the dateline and lost her client fifty million dollars. Unable to withstand the pressure, she left the city to hide. Accidentally, she became a housekeeper for a multi-millionaire who treated her well. However, she did not have any experience on housekeeping and cooking. Therefore, she started to learn from the gardener’s mum. When she was about to disclose her identity to the gardener whom she liked, she realized that he hate lawyers as the gardener’s father died due to the lawyers who made him lose the case three times. He had a heart attack and died. Then, their blossomed by concealing her identity. After three months, a shocking truth hit her hard. It was one of her best friend who set her up to kick her out of her post. After the truth was revealed, the boss of the company apologized to her while giving her the best post a lawyer can obtain as an apology. However, the leaving of her boyfriend due to her getting her job back was too much for her to stand. Therefore, her realization that her life should be full of excitement initiated her to quit her job, leaving her boss in shock. With her determination, she joined back her boyfriend to pursue their combined dream.&lt;br /&gt;I feel that all should read this book as it teaches us that we should not live a life earning money without any excitement in life. We should lead an exciting life, full of adventures to fully live your precious moments without any regrets. From this book, we can also see that regardless of what dreams you may have, you need to have the basics for survival before pursuing your dream as it may be useful throughout your life or it may also be for the short period of time, as similar to the main character of the book, who did not have a clue of housework and only knows how to earn money.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2275105956032502928-8526587227746233601?l=angelzofdestiny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelzofdestiny.blogspot.com/feeds/8526587227746233601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2275105956032502928&amp;postID=8526587227746233601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2275105956032502928/posts/default/8526587227746233601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2275105956032502928/posts/default/8526587227746233601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelzofdestiny.blogspot.com/2008/02/sophie-kinsella.html' title='Sophie Kinsella&lt;&lt;An Undomestic Goddess&gt;&gt;'/><author><name>holyangelz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368745605540971031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2275105956032502928.post-1260632509452302066</id><published>2008-02-03T14:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T15:00:12.584+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what will make or break a work team</title><content type='html'>A team is a group of people who co-operate and work together for the same objective. Whenever a team gains recognition, it is due to the bond that holds them together. But what exactly makes a team break up?&lt;br /&gt;On the surface, people will think that a team breaks up due to arguments or due to the division of the team members. However, the breaking up of teams is way beyond the simple logic which a lot of people reckoned to be. From my past few years, I have witnessed and experienced the breaking of teams. Normally, the very first reason is due to a few people being very trendy. Due to their way of life, they get bored very fast at something they used to like and start to have different views with their other teammates. Due to the selfishness of the member, the person leads to the dismantling of the team by having no one else to replace the lost member and then lead to everyone leaving too. Therefore, it is an irony that while a team is formed due to trend, it is broken up due to trend too.&lt;br /&gt;Some teams however can persevere on, be it having different timetables or different aims, solely due to the fact that they still all strive towards their own goals and also due to having same interests. That is what makes a team stick together.&lt;br /&gt;To succeed as a team, everyone must, most importantly, play their own part to support the team. If a team as any member that does not play his/her own part, the team will malfunction and cease to work. Therefore, everyone must do what he/she has to do to make the team successful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2275105956032502928-1260632509452302066?l=angelzofdestiny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelzofdestiny.blogspot.com/feeds/1260632509452302066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2275105956032502928&amp;postID=1260632509452302066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2275105956032502928/posts/default/1260632509452302066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2275105956032502928/posts/default/1260632509452302066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelzofdestiny.blogspot.com/2008/02/what-will-make-or-break-work-team.html' title='what will make or break a work team'/><author><name>holyangelz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368745605540971031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2275105956032502928.post-1367688450392435454</id><published>2008-01-25T20:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T20:22:15.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>first four weeks of school</title><content type='html'>Having just started the life of an upper secondary student, I felt quite relaxed at the start of the school, except the cca orientation as we ran here and there and there was also rain too which made our work of moving items around more. After the orientation, our cca timetable loosened and I could squeeze out some time to go out with friends to have some computer gaming. The teachers also seemed to be quite kind as they gave us some time to finish our homework. However, we slowly realized that the teachers were not very kind. Instead of the three days grace, some teachers only gave one day to finish all homework, especially the additional mathematics teacher. Therefore, we started to feel more and more tense. Some more, during the fourth week, we got a shooting test; therefore I did not really have time to finish all homework. We practiced for most of the days and we did not really have time for ourselves except for the weekends, which is a godsend for us. However, sometimes we still feel very tense on weekends as homework may fill our outing slots and will not have time to relax. After the four weeks, I am already starting to adapt and hope that I can be fully adapted to the schedule of the upper secondary.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2275105956032502928-1367688450392435454?l=angelzofdestiny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelzofdestiny.blogspot.com/feeds/1367688450392435454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2275105956032502928&amp;postID=1367688450392435454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2275105956032502928/posts/default/1367688450392435454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2275105956032502928/posts/default/1367688450392435454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelzofdestiny.blogspot.com/2008/01/first-four-weeks-of-school.html' title='first four weeks of school'/><author><name>holyangelz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368745605540971031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2275105956032502928.post-7368336913061801253</id><published>2008-01-22T16:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T16:56:13.779+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st time blogging</title><content type='html'>hi ppl.....i juz started blogging thr my frens....but will not update reg as im now dotaing evryday.....so will be quite dead...ya...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2275105956032502928-7368336913061801253?l=angelzofdestiny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelzofdestiny.blogspot.com/feeds/7368336913061801253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2275105956032502928&amp;postID=7368336913061801253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2275105956032502928/posts/default/7368336913061801253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2275105956032502928/posts/default/7368336913061801253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelzofdestiny.blogspot.com/2008/01/1st-time-blogging.html' title='1st time blogging'/><author><name>holyangelz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368745605540971031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
