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<title><![CDATA[1658]]></title>
<link>http://thewaterworks.wordpress.com/2009/11/26/1658/</link>
<pubDate>Thu, 26 Nov 2009 16:18:29 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>thewaterworks</dc:creator>
<guid>http://thewaterworks.wordpress.com/2009/11/26/1658/</guid>
<description><![CDATA[Either you’ve got it or you don’t. Complicated words cannot cover over an elementary lack of insight]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class='snap_preview'><p><em>Either you’ve got it or you don’t.</em> Complicated words cannot cover over an elementary lack of insight. </p>
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<title><![CDATA[Friends?]]></title>
<link>http://sashagibson.wordpress.com/2009/11/25/friends/</link>
<pubDate>Wed, 25 Nov 2009 17:45:28 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>Sasha</dc:creator>
<guid>http://sashagibson.wordpress.com/2009/11/25/friends/</guid>
<description><![CDATA[So, me and Christina are sort of friends now I guess. I mean some days we act like friends and then ]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class='snap_preview'><p>So, me and Christina are sort of friends now I guess. I mean some days we act like friends and then others we can barely stand to even speak with one another. It&#8217;s weird because every sense the falling out of Caity&#8217;s and mine friendship it seems as though me and her have become default best friends, if there is such a thing. I don&#8217;t know its complicated, our friendship I mean. Over the course of the last two years, we have done some pretty horrible things to one another, so it&#8217;s hard to think of us as friends, but yet talk about to much stuff to really be enemies. So I guess we are fri-emies, friends some days, enemies others. I never really thought there could actually be such a thing until I realized that&#8217;s what me and her are. Or at least the only thing that would make sense.</p>
<p>Anyways, the latest annoying thing she has done, is go back to Dustin. Knowing full well not only what he did to her, but what he did to me. It&#8217;s like she wants to be hurt again and again. I don&#8217;t know why someone would want that but it&#8217;s the only thing that would explain her actions as of late, other than just pure insanity.</p>
<p>In the past month and a half she has taken back every ex-boyfriend she has had since age 16. Which you will just have to believe me when I say it&#8217;s at least three times as many as I have had in my whole life. It&#8217;s totally weird. She has this constant want to be happy, to find ever lasting happiness, and yet she wants it to be with guys who have hurt her at least once before, if not many many times.</p>
<p>I guess in a whole lot of ways I may never actually understand her. I&#8217;m trying to be the good friend and just give advice and not try to swing her one way or the other. But its hard to not just be my bluntly honest self and just say &#8220;you&#8217;re freaking nuts, you have to stop this.&#8221;</p>
<p>-Sasha &#60;33</p>
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<title><![CDATA[kedves szűz!]]></title>
<link>http://emma4insomnia.wordpress.com/2009/11/25/kedves-szuz-2/</link>
<pubDate>Wed, 25 Nov 2009 15:13:48 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>emmácska</dc:creator>
<guid>http://emma4insomnia.wordpress.com/2009/11/25/kedves-szuz-2/</guid>
<description><![CDATA[Kedves Szűz! Ma valaki az érzelgős stílusával bosszanthat fel, de csak ha hagyod. Nem kell egyetérte]]></description>
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<div><img src="http://www.nlcafe.hu//imgs/napi_horoszkop/Szuz.jpg" alt="" align="right" /> Kedves Szűz!</p>
<div>Ma valaki az érzelgős stílusával bosszanthat fel, de csak ha hagyod. Nem kell egyetértened vele, és nem kell ellentmondanod neki. Egyszerűen engedd meg, hogy ő olyan legyen, amilyen! Hidd el, ez a legnagyszerűbb ajándék, amelyet valakinek adhatsz: hogy elfogadod őt olyannak, amilyen. Kritika, ítélkezés és rosszallás nélkül. Ha még nem tetted, ma megteheted…</div>
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<title><![CDATA[cos if one day you wake up and find youre missing me]]></title>
<link>http://emma4insomnia.wordpress.com/2009/11/25/1207/</link>
<pubDate>Wed, 25 Nov 2009 14:07:06 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>emmácska</dc:creator>
<guid>http://emma4insomnia.wordpress.com/2009/11/25/1207/</guid>
<description><![CDATA[Going Back to the corner where I first saw you Gonna camp in my sleeping bag I&#8217;m not gonna mov]]></description>
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<p style="text-align:center;">Going Back to the corner where I first saw you<br />
Gonna camp in my sleeping bag I&#8217;m not gonna move<br />
Got some words on cardboard, got your picture in my hand<br />
saying, &#8220;if you see this girl can you tell her where I am&#8221;</p>
<p style="text-align:center;">Some people try to hand me money, they don&#8217;t understand<br />
I&#8217;m not broke I&#8217;m just a broken hearted man<br />
I know it makes no sense but what else can I do<br />
How can I move on when I&#8217;m still in love with you</p>
<p style="text-align:center;">Cause If one day you wake up and find your missing me<br />
and your heart starts to wonder where on this earth I could be<br />
Thinkin maybe you&#8217;ll come back here to the place that we&#8217;d meet<br />
And you&#8217;ll see me waiting for you on our corner of the street<br />
So I&#8217;m not moving, I&#8217;m not moving</p>
<p style="text-align:center;">Policeman says, &#8220;son you can&#8217;t stay here&#8221;<br />
I said, &#8220;there&#8217;s someone I&#8217;m waiting for If it&#8217;s a day, a month, a year&#8221;<br />
Gotta stand my ground even if it rains or snows<br />
If she changes her mind this is the first place she will go</p>
<p style="text-align:center;">Cause If one day you wake up and find your missing me<br />
and your heart starts to wonder where on this earth I could be<br />
Thinkin maybe you&#8217;ll come back here to the place that we&#8217;d meet<br />
And you&#8217;ll see me waiting for you on our corner of the street<br />
So I&#8217;m not moving, I&#8217;m not moving,<br />
I&#8217;m not moving, I&#8217;m not moving</p>
<p style="text-align:center;">People talk about the guy that&#8217;s waiting on a girl<br />
There are no holes in his shoes but a big hole in his world</p>
<p style="text-align:center;">Maybe i&#8217;ll get famous as the man who can&#8217;t be moved<br />
Maybe you wont mean to but you&#8217;ll see me on the news<br />
And you&#8217;ll come running to the corner<br />
cuase you&#8217;ll know it&#8217;s just for you<br />
Im the man who can&#8217;t be moved</p>
<p style="text-align:center;">Chorus 2x</p>
<p style="text-align:center;">Going Back to the corner where I first saw you<br />
Gonna camp in my sleeping bag I&#8217;m not gonna move</p>
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<title><![CDATA[Idiocy in the New Age]]></title>
<link>http://dudesrsly.wordpress.com/2009/11/25/idiocy-in-the-new-age/</link>
<pubDate>Wed, 25 Nov 2009 02:22:24 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>dudesrsly</dc:creator>
<guid>http://dudesrsly.wordpress.com/2009/11/25/idiocy-in-the-new-age/</guid>
<description><![CDATA[So. I did something really REALLY stupid in the last couple of weeks. I propositioned a colleague/se]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class='snap_preview'><p>So. I did something really REALLY stupid in the last couple of weeks. I propositioned a colleague/semi-friend for a FWB (friends with benefits) arrangement, and the person took me up on it. Stupid, stupid, STUPID. Do not EVER do this.</p>
<p>Here&#8217;s the issue. FWB is too young for me (7 years, never married, no kids). FWB is at a different stage of life than me. FWB <strong>sees</strong> this (and rightfully so) as FWB. Unfortunately, I stopped seeing it as that once I&#8217;d realized that I was having fun even when we weren&#8217;t &#8220;WBing,&#8221; if you get my drift.</p>
<p>Watching TV was fun, talking was fun, and of course, the sex was fun. This in all made the entire thing REALLY stupid. Because I am at the lonely phase of the divorce. And I wanted, if not more relationship, more WB. More, more, more. And more TV watching. And more cuddling. You get the idea.</p>
<p>So I started acting like a man in the desert who hasn&#8217;t had water in awhile. Yeah. I know. Attractive, right? NOT. And he started pulling back (again, rightfully so). And so I&#8217;m now trying to remember that THE UNIVERSE DOES NOT REWARD DESPERATION. So I&#8217;m working at doing the &#8220;friends&#8221; thing without the &#8220;with benefits&#8221; thing.</p>
<p>So far, it feels like the early stages of detox&#8211;wantwantwantwant. At the same time, I know this is what&#8217;s good for me. So I&#8217;m workin&#8217; on it. Still, if he txted me right now and said he was coming over, I&#8217;d have the condoms out faster than you can say &#8220;Trojan.&#8221;</p>
<p>I&#8217;m filing this whole experience under &#8220;seemed like a good idea at the time.&#8221;</p>
<p>If you&#8217;re getting divorced, trust me: DO NOT DO THIS.</p>
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<title><![CDATA[vége a raboskodásnak]]></title>
<link>http://emma4insomnia.wordpress.com/2009/11/24/vege-a-raboskodasnak/</link>
<pubDate>Tue, 24 Nov 2009 20:09:03 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>emmácska</dc:creator>
<guid>http://emma4insomnia.wordpress.com/2009/11/24/vege-a-raboskodasnak/</guid>
<description><![CDATA[hajnali háromkor Bálint ágyában ébredtem. mi ez a zörgés? Bálint és Viktor az előszobában. leírhatat]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class='snap_preview'><p>hajnali háromkor Bálint ágyában ébredtem. mi ez a zörgés? Bálint és Viktor az előszobában. leírhatatlan, mennyire hiányzott ez a két buzi. óvatosan öleltem meg mindkettőt. nem beszéltünk meg semmit sem. nemigazán voltak megválaszolatlan kérdések, mindenki tud és ért mindent. hárman befeküdtünk Bálintcica ágyába és kb. negyed óra alatt aludt mindenki. igazából rég voltam már ilyen nyugodt. egyszerűen jó volt magam mellett tudni őket. 10 körül keltünk, Viktor nem akarta egyedül hagyni Bálintot, de nekem muszáj volt suliba mennem.</p>
<p>kettőre értem haza. a fiúk épp félmeztelenül ikszbokszoztak. miután körberöhögtem őket, felköszöntöttek.</p>
<p style="text-align:center;"><img class="alignnone size-full wp-image-1202" title="névtelen" src="http://emma4insomnia.wordpress.com/files/2009/11/nevtelen.jpg" alt="" width="157" height="235" /></p>
<p>bizooony. ooolyan kis pihepuhahusi. vele aludtam, tök olyan érzés volt, mintha visszaölelt volna. móka. köszönöm szépen ezt is, meg az esemeseket is. jaa. apropó. ma a suliban történt valami érdekes. be lettem oltva háegyenegyre, pedig én nem igényeltem, de mint kiderült anyámnak is küldtek egy oltásospapírt.. szóval anyuci beoltatott H1N1-re. dájónekem. őszintén szólva egyáltalán nem kavart fel a dolog. Marci szerint kellene, de egyszerűen nem hatott meg. kaptam oltást a névnapomra. KÖFF.</p>
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<title><![CDATA[A Look Back: Crazy Turkey Hat]]></title>
<link>http://wattlebirddesigns.wordpress.com/2009/11/23/a-look-back-crazy-turkey-hat/</link>
<pubDate>Mon, 23 Nov 2009 15:33:11 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>wattlebirddesigns</dc:creator>
<guid>http://wattlebirddesigns.wordpress.com/2009/11/23/a-look-back-crazy-turkey-hat/</guid>
<description><![CDATA[By Annie Did I mention that I love it when people crochet the most ridiculous things? This definitel]]></description>
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<p>Did I mention that I love it when people crochet the most ridiculous things? This definitely falls into that category. In honor of Thanksgiving, why not make yourself (or a loved one) this extremely elaborate and large hat that looks like a turkey is sitting on your head?</p>
<div class="wp-caption aligncenter" style="width: 311px"><a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?ref=vl_other_1&#38;listing_id=7769923"><img src="http://ny-image0.etsy.com//il_430xN.13715280.jpg" alt="" width="301" height="361" /></a><p class="wp-caption-text">Photo: Angelicacatrina</p></div>
<p>My favorite part is the feet that tie under your chin, because I think the hat might fall over if those weren&#8217;t there.</p>
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<link>http://angelmaiden.wordpress.com/2009/11/23/117/</link>
<pubDate>Mon, 23 Nov 2009 15:01:00 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>Angel Devil</dc:creator>
<guid>http://angelmaiden.wordpress.com/2009/11/23/117/</guid>
<description><![CDATA[hello! it has been awhile since i blog&#8230; again&#8230; many incident happened&#8230;. which i du]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class='snap_preview'><p>hello! it has been awhile since i blog&#8230;</p>
<p>again&#8230; many incident happened&#8230;. which i dun wish to remind myself&#8230; hopefully it doesnt repeat again&#8230;</p>
<p>however&#8230; somehow i felt irritated again&#8230; juz wondering if im thinking too much&#8230;</p>
<p>telling myself not to give him too much faith&#8230; even though he&#8217;s trying to convince me&#8230;<br />
i wan to but i cant help it&#8230; my heart is still telling me to resist him&#8230; because&#8230;&#8230;.. he dun remember tat he had done hurtful things to me too&#8230; and not onli to my past incident b4 him&#8230;</p>
<p>argh&#8230; hate that i love u&#8230; -_=&#8221;</p>
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<title><![CDATA[A Look Back: Crocheted Turkey Handbag]]></title>
<link>http://wattlebirddesigns.wordpress.com/2009/11/22/a-look-back-crocheted-turkey-handbag/</link>
<pubDate>Sun, 22 Nov 2009 16:56:41 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>wattlebirddesigns</dc:creator>
<guid>http://wattlebirddesigns.wordpress.com/2009/11/22/a-look-back-crocheted-turkey-handbag/</guid>
<description><![CDATA[By Annie I&#8217;m always amused by the random things people find to crochet. This purse is a perfec]]></description>
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<p>I&#8217;m always amused by the random things people find to crochet. This purse is a perfect example of that. Who thought, &#8220;hey I think I want my bag to be shaped like a Thanksgiving turkey?&#8221; Well, whoever you are, I&#8217;m glad you thought of this, because it amuses me.</p>
<div class="wp-caption aligncenter" style="width: 309px"><a href="http://ellenbloom.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html"><img src="http://i81.photobucket.com/albums/j209/ellblo/TurkeyBag.jpg" alt="" width="299" height="320" /></a><p class="wp-caption-text">Photo: Ellenbloom</p></div>
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<title><![CDATA[mikor a hajnali metrón tök egyedül..]]></title>
<link>http://emma4insomnia.wordpress.com/2009/11/19/mikor-a-hajnali-metron-tok-egyedul/</link>
<pubDate>Thu, 19 Nov 2009 17:29:15 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>emmácska</dc:creator>
<guid>http://emma4insomnia.wordpress.com/2009/11/19/mikor-a-hajnali-metron-tok-egyedul/</guid>
<description><![CDATA[vúhúhúhúúú. tegnap este úgy elmentem sétálni, hogy nagyon. meglátogattam a régi otthonomat. persze n]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class='snap_preview'><p>vúhúhúhúúú. tegnap este úgy elmentem sétálni, hogy nagyon.</p>
<p>meglátogattam a régi otthonomat. persze nem mentem be. csak kint álldogáltam. lestem a fényeket.. titokban talán arra vágytam, valaki kinéz majd az ablakból.. meglát és rám is kiált&#8230; EMMA! de nem történt ilyen. félóráig csak ácsorogtam, aztán végül gondoltam egyet és elsétáltam a templom elé. kisváros. senki nem volt az utcán. sokáig üldögéltem a szobor melletti kicsi, nedves padon. egy picit most már bánom, hogy kilenc évesen nem véstem bele a rózsaszín ollómmal, hogy E+D. (pedig olyan nagyon szerelmes voltam a Dávidkába.) olyan idegennek tűnt a hely. talán, mert tulajdonképpen valamilyen szinten az is. sok mindent megtettem volna csak azért, hogy még egyszer <span style="color:#008080;">utoljára benézhessek a régi szobámba. </span>nem tudtam, mit tegyek, így aztán rágyújtottam egy rakcsira és szépen a vasútállomáshoz sétáltam. ilyen későn már nem járnak vonatok. beültem egy közeli kocsmába,<span style="color:#008080;"> megvillantottam a személyimet </span>és már jött is a jéger. miután a hatodik apám-lehetne-sztájlú részeget kapartam le magamról visszasétáltam az állomásra. gyáá, mekkora köd.. az első vonat 3:50-kor. azt hiszem elaludtam, mert egy szemvillanás alatt befutott a vonat, mindenesetre.. fél hatra már a liftben álltam. mikor kinyitottam az ajtót Bálint vérvörös, <span style="text-decoration:line-through;">fáradt,</span> kurvárafáradt szemeivel találtam magam szemben. ó hát persze. nem vittem magammal mobilt. bocsánatot kértem és elküldtem aludni. szegénykém.</p>
<p>vetkőztem, zuhanyoztam, bezabáltam, fogatmostam, összepakoltam, felöltöztem, rendbe tettem az arcom meg a szemem és indultam suliba. legalább sikerült tényleg, <span style="color:#008080;">TÉNYLEG</span> felfognom ezt az egészet. nem vendégségbe vagyok itt. most már tényleg ez az egyetlen hely, amit &#8220;otthonnak&#8221; nevezhetek.</p>
<p>_</p>
<p>a suliban igazából minden szünetben egy vécécsésze előtt térdeltem, de ez titok, mert ugyebár tökéletesen éreztem magam egész nap&#8230;</p>
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<title><![CDATA[NaiLus's]]></title>
<link>http://nailus.wordpress.com/2009/11/18/nailuss/</link>
<pubDate>Wed, 18 Nov 2009 15:23:31 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>SuLian</dc:creator>
<guid>http://nailus.wordpress.com/2009/11/18/nailuss/</guid>
<description><![CDATA[on hiatus&#8230; &#8230;]]></description>
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<title><![CDATA[18 Novembre 2009 (7)]]></title>
<link>http://radioblog235.wordpress.com/2009/11/18/18-novembre-2009-7/</link>
<pubDate>Wed, 18 Nov 2009 10:00:14 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>lucanisi</dc:creator>
<guid>http://radioblog235.wordpress.com/2009/11/18/18-novembre-2009-7/</guid>
<description><![CDATA[Continuiamo la nostra trasmissione con la prossima canzone. Ero un po&#8217; indeciso, non sapevo qu]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class='snap_preview'><p>Continuiamo la nostra trasmissione con la prossima canzone. Ero un po&#8217; indeciso, non sapevo quale scegliere. Però alla fine ha vinto lei. Il suo primo singolo, un po&#8217; come un&#8217;etichetta di presentazione. Stiamo per ascoltare la magica, mitica, popstar canadese Avril Lavigne, con Complicated, dall&#8217;album Let Go.<br />
Siete in ascolto su RadioBlog 235!</p>
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<title><![CDATA[Juggling Work and School]]></title>
<link>http://ictsuriname.wordpress.com/2009/11/17/juggling-work-and-school/</link>
<pubDate>Tue, 17 Nov 2009 13:33:20 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>Anthony Zschusschen</dc:creator>
<guid>http://ictsuriname.wordpress.com/2009/11/17/juggling-work-and-school/</guid>
<description><![CDATA[As any worker knows, juggling a job, family and your personal life is hard enough. Add school to the]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class='snap_preview'><p style="background:white;"><span style="color:black;">As any worker knows, juggling a job, family and your personal life is hard enough. Add school to the equation and it&#8217;s easy to feel overwhelmed.<br />
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<p style="background:white;"><span style="color:black;">I have recently taken on such a task which is difficult in even the most optimal of situation. I will be participating into a bachelor program for Business Applied Sciences combined with my normal life of being a hard working ICT consultant and a loving and caring boyfriend to my gorgeous wife to be.<br />
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<p style="background:white;"><span style="color:black;">Despite the difficulty of juggling work and school, I have found ways to do so successfully, while also acquiring additional skills and benefits. Actually I had no choice, it was either going through a few years of hardship for a rewarding career for the rest of my life, or I could remain complacent where I am and never move forward. So for me, that juggling work and school is most definitely worth the stress.<br />
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<p style="background:white;"><span style="color:black;">That what used to suffice, no longer does. For many, that piece of paper stating that you posses a college degree is the minimum entrance requirement if you at least want to land a descent job. This task has largely developed my time-management skills, making it easier to delegate and prioritize to make it possible to both work and go to school.<br />
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<p style="background:white;"><span style="color:black;">For about 4 years I have wanted to go back to school, but, in typical fashion, life kept getting in the way. At a certain moment, I decided that &#8220;what doesn&#8217;t kill me, will only make me stronger&#8221;, I have never heard of anyone who died studying, so after having received a &#8220;much needed kick in the rear end&#8221; (taste of reality in South Africa) I just went for it.<br />
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<p style="background:white;"><span style="color:black;">If I can handle a relationship, running a household, volunteering at two non-profit organizations, working a full time job with a lot of after-hours social obligations and school at the same time, it will be cake when I finish and am &#8220;just working&#8221;. School is teaching me a skill set that I need to advance in my career, and the balancing portion is helping me learn to prioritize, barrel through challenges and fulfill commitments. All of those are invaluable assets on the job.<br />
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<p><span style="color:black;"><strong>Challenges<br />
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<p><span style="color:black;">There are clear benefits to juggling school and work at the same time, but they don&#8217;t come without a cost.<br />
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<p><span style="color:black;">College is very expensive, even here in Suriname. Because of the low salaries here in Suriname, I don&#8217;t make nearly enough money to pay for college, feed myself and my family, pay the rent and additionally pay all the extra costs life brings along. Fortunately I was awarded a very generous scholarship, but while the scholarship covers tuition, there are many other costs that add up. For example, I spent close to SRD 1500,- just this semester on books alone.<br />
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<p><span style="color:black;">Another clear struggle for workers juggling school and work is finding time. &#8220;There never seems te be enough to fit in work, family, social obligations and everything else&#8221;. I do my best to budget time and make sure to worry about getting my schoolwork done doesn&#8217;t overrun the important things like family time and enjoying a Friday night at &#8216;t Vat, one of our local pubs.<br />
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<p><span style="color:black;"><strong>Surrounding yourself with positive people</strong><br />
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<p><span style="color:black;">My greatest struggle is balancing family obligations, but I am fortunate to have an understanding and supportive girlfriend who helps greatly with the needs at home.<br />
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<p><span style="color:black;"><strong>Tell others your plan<br />
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<p><span style="color:black;">I involved family, friends and even my employer in my objective to go back to school. Going back to school does not only involve me, it involves everyone around me.<br />
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<p><span style="color:black;"><strong>Be reasonable<br />
</strong></span></p>
<p><span style="color:black;">I have recently learned how to make my educational plan manageable for me. That meant less study time for certifications, but that was ok for me.<br />
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<p><span style="color:black;"><strong>Don&#8217;t beat yourself up<br />
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<p><span style="color:black;">I learned how to do the best I can, and beyond that, just to let it go. Sometimes I set myself up by placing unrealistic expectations on myself. I usually hold myself to a higher standard than I hold others to.<br />
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<p><span style="color:black;"><strong>Know when to say &#8220;no&#8221;<br />
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<p><span style="color:black;">There are times when something&#8217;s got to give and that&#8217;s OK. I had many advisors, whom have helped me in understanding my options. Bailing out of school is often not the best or only option available.<br />
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<pubDate>Mon, 16 Nov 2009 14:15:51 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>yintl</dc:creator>
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<description><![CDATA[I wanted just one thing And now I resent it I am so sorry.]]></description>
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<pubDate>Mon, 16 Nov 2009 06:26:39 +0000</pubDate>
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<link>http://asifjmir.wordpress.com/2009/11/15/japan%e2%80%99s-manufacturing-techniques/</link>
<pubDate>Sun, 15 Nov 2009 02:26:51 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>Asif Mir</dc:creator>
<guid>http://asifjmir.wordpress.com/2009/11/15/japan%e2%80%99s-manufacturing-techniques/</guid>
<description><![CDATA[Nations are built not with bricks and stones but with the capacity to create and apply knowledge. Th]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class='snap_preview'><p>Nations are built not with bricks and stones but with the capacity to create and apply knowledge. The result of knowledge creation and application in manufacturing and management practices is well demonstrated by Japan. Today we are witness to many industrialized economies that are strengthening their manufacturing activities simply by adopting these techniques.</p>
<p>The distinguishing characteristics associated with Japanese manufacturing techniques include an emphasis on designing and redesigning processes to optimize efficiency and a strong commitment to quality.</p>
<p>The manufacturing techniques that Japanese companies practice provide a competitive advantage and outstanding economic performance. The key for success is an understanding of the broad context of manufacturing culture, infrastructure and environment. These sound manufacturing and business techniques created and adopted by leading Japanese manufacturers have turned out to be the secret of their market leadership in many industries.</p>
<p>Following are a few of these concepts, which can help in managing any business set-up in a better way:</p>
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<li><em>Kaizen</em> is one such technique, which in Japanese means <em>‘improve.’</em> This is commonly recognized as practices focusing on continuous improvement in manufacturing activities, business activities in general, and even life in general, depending on interpretation and usage. By improving standardized activities and processes, <em>Kaizen</em> helps in eliminating waste.</li>
<li>Another management Japanese technique is the 5-S. It is a technique used to establish and maintain quality environment in an organization. It has five elements: <em>Seiri</em> (sorting out useful and frequently used materials and tools from unwanted and rarely used things); <em>Seiton</em> (keeping things in the right place systematically so that searching or movement time is minimized); <em>Seiso</em> (keeping everything around you clean and in a neat manner); <em>Seiketsu</em> (standardizing the above principles in everyday life) and <em>Shitsuke</em> (inculcating good habits and practicing them continuously). The 5-S practice helps everyone in the organization to live a better life.</li>
<li><em>Kanban</em> and ‘Just in Time’ are two other practices in inventory management practices that were pioneered by the Japanese automobile manufacturers, such as Toyota. Quality improvement, on the other hand, is the result of lower proportion of component scrap since the components spend less time in the supply chain.</li>
<li><em>Poka-yoke</em> is a process improvement focused on training of workers for mastering the increasingly complicated tasks to selectively redesign the tasks so they could be more easily and reliably mastered. It involves designing a foolproof process to eliminate the chance of errors.</li>
<li><em>Jidoka</em> is a practice by means of which an individual worker runs several machines simultaneously. Japan thus designs such machines that eliminate both error and the need for constant supervision.</li>
<li><em>Muda </em>is another technique that reduces wasteful activity in service processes. It ensures process efficiency and effectiveness.</li>
<li><em>Mura </em>curiously combines rigidity and flexibility and thus teaches service process improvement.</li>
<li>Reducing <em>Muri</em> means reducing physical strain. In services process improvement, <em>Muri </em>applies to convoluted and unnecessary routings, physical transfer, and distances paper files may have to travel for a process to complete.</li>
<li><em>Genchi Gembutsu </em>means going to the actual scene (<em>genchi) </em>and confirming the actual scene (<em>gembutsu)</em>. Observation of service processes at the point where it is actually delivered may unearth a host of problems such as lack of training, unnecessary steps, or a number of other areas that would benefit from small but significant process improvement ideas.</li>
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<p>This is a glimpse of manufacturing techniques that Japan has so intellectually created and so profoundly practiced in its manufacturing systems that even with no natural resources, it has acquired the status of one of the most industrialized nations. Can we learn from Japan?</p>
<p>My Consultancy–<a title="Asif J. Mir" href="http://www.asifjmir.com/" target="_blank">Asif J. Mir </a>- Management Consultant–transforms organizations where people have the freedom to be creative, a place that brings out the best in everybody–an open, fair place where people have a sense that what they do matters. For details please visit <a title="Asif J. Mir" href="http://www.asifjmir.com/" target="_blank">www.asifjmir.com</a>, <a href="http://www.youtube.com/asifjmir">Lectures</a>, <a title="Line of Sight" href="http://asifjmir.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">Line of Sight</a>.</p>
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<title><![CDATA[nevetni kell]]></title>
<link>http://emma4insomnia.wordpress.com/2009/11/14/nevetni-kell/</link>
<pubDate>Sat, 14 Nov 2009 17:06:04 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>emmácska</dc:creator>
<guid>http://emma4insomnia.wordpress.com/2009/11/14/nevetni-kell/</guid>
<description><![CDATA[egyértelmű, hogy nem fogom. *eltávolítás* kicsit kiakadtam rajta. felháborodásomban betettem ezt Zsa]]></description>
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<p style="text-align:center;">egyértelmű, hogy nem fogom.</p>
<p style="text-align:center;">*<span style="color:#008080;">eltávolítás</span>*</p>
<p style="text-align:center;">kicsit kiakadtam rajta. felháborodásomban betettem ezt Zsanetthez, de sehogy nem akart ez betölteni neki, pedig mindent megpróbáltunk. nos, mire végül sikerült megjeleníteni a képet, már nem is voltam <span style="color:#008080;">zaklatott</span>, se <span style="color:#008080;">mérges</span>.. hát igen. ismét rájöttem. <span style="color:#008080;">nevetni kell.</span> sokat. és akkor minden rendbejön. nevetni kell és akkor az ilyen sem esik rosszul.</p>
<p style="text-align:center;"><span style="color:#008080;">nevetni kell. </span></p>
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<title><![CDATA[New Music Video!!!]]></title>
<link>http://nicdaniels.wordpress.com/2009/11/13/new-music-video/</link>
<pubDate>Fri, 13 Nov 2009 10:54:51 +0000</pubDate>
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<title><![CDATA[Life is complicated!]]></title>
<link>http://everydaywomen.wordpress.com/2009/11/12/life-is-complicated/</link>
<pubDate>Thu, 12 Nov 2009 10:27:01 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>jeanette</dc:creator>
<guid>http://everydaywomen.wordpress.com/2009/11/12/life-is-complicated/</guid>
<description><![CDATA[&#8220;When you need/want it the most it usually won&#8217;t turn up at all But if you do put it asi]]></description>
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<p><em>But if you do put it aside and add a attitude of</em></p>
<p><em> &#8216;whatever &#8211; I don&#8217;t care&#8217;</em></p>
<p><em>it often show up when you least expect it </em></p>
<p><em>Life is complicated!&#8221;</em></p></blockquote>
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<title><![CDATA[the one with Just Say Yes]]></title>
<link>http://edzcelperk.wordpress.com/2009/11/12/the-one-with-just-say-yes/</link>
<pubDate>Thu, 12 Nov 2009 00:59:36 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>edzcelperk</dc:creator>
<guid>http://edzcelperk.wordpress.com/2009/11/12/the-one-with-just-say-yes/</guid>
<description><![CDATA[I know I’ve been wrong before but I’ve also been right.  I know that I’m feeling unsure today but wh]]></description>
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<title><![CDATA[megváltoztam]]></title>
<link>http://emma4insomnia.wordpress.com/2009/11/11/megvaltoztam/</link>
<pubDate>Wed, 11 Nov 2009 08:12:27 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>emmácska</dc:creator>
<guid>http://emma4insomnia.wordpress.com/2009/11/11/megvaltoztam/</guid>
<description><![CDATA[mert ezt most muszáj. nem. nem tudom megmagyarázni. nem fogtam még fel igazán. nem. csak érzem. ez n]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class='snap_preview'><p style="text-align:center;"><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CfYPJzKjbyk" target="_blank"><span style="color:#008080;">mert ezt most muszáj.</span></a></p>
<p>nem. nem tudom megmagyarázni. nem fogtam még fel igazán. nem. csak érzem. ez nem jó. ez rosszulesik. nagylevegő. nemsokára feldolgozom. nemsokára. igen. tudom. meglesz. <span style="color:#008080;">nyugi.</span> sikerült rátalálni az egyik <span style="color:#008080;">naggyon </span>régi bemutatkozásomra. akkor még minden más volt.. nem volt jó ötlet elolvasni. nem. de nincs semmigond. túl fogom élni.</p>
<p>csak rájöttem valamire..</p>
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<p><span style="color:#008080;">basszameg. akkor voltam a legboldogabb, mikor hazudtak nekem.<br />
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<title><![CDATA[I WILL SURVIVE!]]></title>
<link>http://emma4insomnia.wordpress.com/2009/11/10/i-will-survive/</link>
<pubDate>Tue, 10 Nov 2009 16:17:52 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>emmácska</dc:creator>
<guid>http://emma4insomnia.wordpress.com/2009/11/10/i-will-survive/</guid>
<description><![CDATA[nincs menekvés. Szilviát nem érdekli, hogy fájok mindenütt, csak azért is el akar cipelni moziba.. d]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class='snap_preview'><p>nincs menekvés. Szilviát nem érdekli, hogy fájok mindenütt, csak azért is el akar cipelni moziba.. de sajnos, ha már moziba megyek mért ne mennék suliba? tuti addig fogom rágni magam, míg el nem megyek suliba is meg moziba is. hát basszus. de muszáj. megígértem, hogy elmegyek vele MJ. THIS IS IT-re. és sajnos nincs áttétel, holnap vetítik utoljára(, tehát kösd fel emma).valahogy túlélem&#8230;áááá és hamár itt tartunk amúgy, kezdem azt hinni a világ ki akar engem iktatni. egy komoly pechsorozaton vagyok túl. nem tudom mi jöhet még. ma még a kávéfőző is megtámadott. gyerekek. most már csak azért is meghallgatom az <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WRNGR4TPPo8" target="_blank">ÁJVILLSZÖRVÁJV</a>-ot. sőt. rátöltöm az ájpodomra és addig hallgatom, míg el nem múlnak a halálközeli-élményeim. höh. najó. mégsenem addig, de sokáig. partiarc vagyok, így próbáljon meg valaki/valami megölni. <img src='http://s.wordpress.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_biggrin.gif' alt=':D' class='wp-smiley' /> DDD</p>
<p>bájdövéj, ezekután ki kíváncsi a késelősrablóstámadásra?:DDDD mindenesetre örülök, hogy szórakoztató jelenségek történnek velem&#8230;xd</p>
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<title><![CDATA[elütött egy kocsi]]></title>
<link>http://emma4insomnia.wordpress.com/2009/11/10/elutott-egy-kocsi/</link>
<pubDate>Tue, 10 Nov 2009 05:06:16 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>emmácska</dc:creator>
<guid>http://emma4insomnia.wordpress.com/2009/11/10/elutott-egy-kocsi/</guid>
<description><![CDATA[pszichológián kivételesen igen aktív voltam és egész jó napon voltunk túl a lányokkal. öt felé elmen]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class='snap_preview'><p>pszichológián kivételesen igen aktív voltam és egész jó napon voltunk túl a lányokkal. öt felé elmentünk mekizni, aztán elkísértem a buszhoz Nikót. miután felszállt a buszára még egy kicsit üldögéltem a padon, aztán felálltam és elindultam..</p>
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<p>a &#8220;<span style="color:#e81683;">valahol itt</span>&#8221; pont, messze nem a zebránál van, de mivel én nem láttam senkit, úgy gondoltam csak úgy átsuhanok. talán&#8230; túl hangosan szólt a zene. nem sok hiányzott, hogy átérjek, mikor egy férfi kapálózni kezdett a túloldalon, persze mit tesz ilyenkor emma&#8230;(:DDDD) megálltam. és akkor páffff. szerencsére nem volt az a durva repülős gázolás, mert nem gázolt el és szerintem a táskám valamennyire fel is fogta, de azért elég szépen nekivágódtam az egyik útszélen parkoló kocsi hátuljának. már tudom, milyen mikor szószerint beleremeg az ember gerince. az egész testem lezsibbadt, úgy éreztem nem tudom megtartani a fejem. a sofőr kétségbeesetten szállt ki és rohant oda hozzám, mókás volt. egyáltalán nem hallottam egy ideig semmit, pedig biztos vagyok benne, hogy mindenki kiabált. aztán kezdett tisztulni a kép.<span style="color:#e41a7f;"> minden rendben? fel tudsz állni? megsérültél?</span> válaszolni nemigen tudtam a sokkhatás miatt és lassan rájöttem, hogy hisztériásan lihegek. <span style="color:#e41a7f;">nemkapoklevegőt.</span> távolabb álltak a fejemtől. láttam, hogy mentőt akarnak hívni, így aztán megmozdultam. segítettek szép lassan felállni. pár perc után, még mindig fájt a hátam, de már közel sem annyira, és meg voltam róla győzödve; nincs semmi bajom. léptem egyet, mire a térdeim felmondták a szolgálatot, de a sofőr és egy járókelő megtartottak. valaki adott egy üveg vizet. <span style="color:#e41a7f;">minden rendben? nem tudsz járni? mid fáj?</span> na ekkora már ki tudtam nyögni, hogy<span style="color:#e41a7f;"> nincs semmibaj, minden rendben, nem kell mentő.</span> nem éreztem fájdalmat a lábaimban, gondoltam biztos ez is csak a sokkhatás miatt van. negyed óra múlva megmondtam a körülöttem álló kb 4 embernek, hogy <span style="color:#e41a7f;">semmi bajom, tényleg, baleset volt, ne keressünk bűnbakot, késő van és hideg, és a lényeg, hogy nem történt semmi komoly.</span> akkor a sofőrt kivéve, mindenki minden jót kívánt és elment. a sofőr egy ideig csak nézett rám bambán, nem tudta mit tegyen, így végül adott egy névjegykártyát és beszállt a kocsijába. a névjegykártyája szerint Péternek hívják és fogorvos-szájsebész. <span style="color:#e41a7f;">az első kukánál megszabadultam tőle.</span> ezek után úgy döntöttem nem megyek vissza a suliba és inkább hazafelé vettem az irányt. kb félpercenként elvesztettem az egyensúlyom és megbotlottam, aminek mindig iszonyú fájdalom lett a vége. éreztem, hogy valami még sincs rendben. de bíztam benne, hogy majd elmúlik. szóval fájdalmasan, nehézkesen, de sikerült hazajutni. sajnos annyira elfáradtam a kínlódásban, hogy ahogy bezártam a lakásunk ajtaját, helyben leültem, nekidőltem és pihentem. kivert a víz. Bálint rögtön leült mellém. vizsgálgatta a fájós lábamat és megnyugtatott, hogy <span style="color:#e41a7f;">barominagy mázlim van, hogy csak a lábam fáj. szerintem is. </span>egy határozott mozdulattal roppantott egyet a lábfejemen és a térdemen. az előbbi szenvedésemhez képest semmi nem volt, de azért fájt. meggyőzőtt, hogy meg kéne nézetni és, hogy alig vesz igénybe 1,5 órát a várakozás miatt. a kórházban végül megröntgeteztek kb mindenütt, mert ugye mégiscsak elütöttek, de szerencsére semmi komoly. egy-két(<span style="color:#e41a7f;">hánégyöt</span>) zúzódás. a lábammal sincs semmi komoly. pihentetni kell és kész. szóval kaptam három napnyi pihit,<span style="color:#e41a7f;"> amiből másfél nap lesz, ahogy ismerem magam.</span></p>
<p>piesz. kékül a hasam és a combom. meg a hátam is. és a karom is.. <img src='http://s.wordpress.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_biggrin.gif' alt=':D' class='wp-smiley' /> </p>
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