<?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-579044601834029775</id><updated>2011-09-26T07:11:13.298-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Forever In Your Hands</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hneaz.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/579044601834029775/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hneaz.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>The Clincher</name><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>22</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-579044601834029775.post-2254776485187793719</id><published>2011-09-03T10:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-03T10:54:25.844-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Relapse</title><content type='html'>I have been thinking about drinking again. It has been 34 months since I had a drink. I feel really weird around the people I hang out with. The people I live with a binge drinkers, they drink to get drunk while the people I volunteer with are social drinkers. They do not go wild and do anything stupid. I have been contemplating to start again, only with the social drinkers. I feel that there is a lot of pressure from my peers to drink. I know it will end badly and it would be even worse than before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think being sober is great. Your mind is very alert and you are aware of your surroundings. I would recommend anyone to do this. It is a great satisfaction to stop drinking because you feel so much better. I have lost lots of weight. I used to be around 160lbs now I am 135 lbs. I also eat less and bike more often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, I just feel weird being around people. I used to be anti-social growing up and I had a hard time making friends. As I got older, it became harder. Most people I know that do not drink are Muslims and unfortunately for me, I am an atheist. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are some criteria I would start drinking again:&lt;br /&gt;1) Getting a full time job in statistics&lt;br /&gt;2) Manchester United winning the Treble this season (Premier League, FA Cup, and Champions League).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/579044601834029775-2254776485187793719?l=hneaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hneaz.blogspot.com/feeds/2254776485187793719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hneaz.blogspot.com/2011/09/relapse.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/579044601834029775/posts/default/2254776485187793719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/579044601834029775/posts/default/2254776485187793719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hneaz.blogspot.com/2011/09/relapse.html' title='Relapse'/><author><name>The Clincher</name><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-579044601834029775.post-3224084701642334538</id><published>2010-12-27T23:18:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-27T23:18:35.370-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Home</title><content type='html'>I am in Singapore, bored out of my mind... I want to do something fun like ride my bike, but i dont have a bike here....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/579044601834029775-3224084701642334538?l=hneaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hneaz.blogspot.com/feeds/3224084701642334538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hneaz.blogspot.com/2010/12/home.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/579044601834029775/posts/default/3224084701642334538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/579044601834029775/posts/default/3224084701642334538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hneaz.blogspot.com/2010/12/home.html' title='Home'/><author><name>The Clincher</name><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-579044601834029775.post-7685914430345945864</id><published>2010-11-07T19:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T19:16:45.991-08:00</updated><title type='text'>two.2.due.dos.dooey.ni.</title><content type='html'>2 years did not go by quickly. I felt so much pain during these years. I made a lot of sacrifices. I did not do it because of religious reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I did it to save myself from ending my own life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My lifestyle does not complement to the environment I am in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I need to get out...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People think it is easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;It's not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear I did this all on my own. Nobody suggested anything. What worked before worked. So I decided to fall to my old self, the way I liked it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That feeling of sadness has come back once again. I am really depressed now. I am doing badly in school and I am trying my best. I just want to be left alone. Something about the solitude keeps me satisfied with my life. No drama, no trying to get this girl then realize I wont be able to maintain the relationship, etc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven been home in almost a year. I am so burnt out. I am taking a full load next semester and it is not looking very good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am hooked on the internet. Poker, browsing, chatting....I cant get away. I tried to start an assignment at 11 am but it is already 9pm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Tick tock, the clock goes by...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/579044601834029775-7685914430345945864?l=hneaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hneaz.blogspot.com/feeds/7685914430345945864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hneaz.blogspot.com/2010/11/two2duedosdooeyni.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/579044601834029775/posts/default/7685914430345945864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/579044601834029775/posts/default/7685914430345945864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hneaz.blogspot.com/2010/11/two2duedosdooeyni.html' title='two.2.due.dos.dooey.ni.'/><author><name>The Clincher</name><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-579044601834029775.post-6795873682352857509</id><published>2010-07-03T20:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T20:45:08.035-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Swim to the Moon</title><content type='html'>I am doing bad in school. I cant keep my head straight. I am addicted to the computer. I feel anxious if I dont use it. The funny thing is that I didn play any online poker for 2 weeks and I am falling behind school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I cant seem to focus&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wished I went home before starting summer school. I feel so homesick right now. I dont really have that many friends here, the ones I used to hang out with just plain suck. I have been sober for a long time and I have finally reached the point of my life where I really hate being around alcohol cuz it makes me so sick. The memories of that night keeps coming back every time i see it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tick tock tick tock...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;That is all I hear in the head. I lost so much time here. I wish I never lived in the house. I wish I never lost touch with my friends from high school. I wish for so many things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I crave that poison...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I am looking for the next thing. I want to see what the other side of campus is like. The non party people. I know there is a place for me here, but I cant find it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This is not what I imagined...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I need to go back to counseling and maybe therapy. I want to know why I feel this way for the last decade.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/579044601834029775-6795873682352857509?l=hneaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hneaz.blogspot.com/feeds/6795873682352857509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hneaz.blogspot.com/2010/07/swim-to-moon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/579044601834029775/posts/default/6795873682352857509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/579044601834029775/posts/default/6795873682352857509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hneaz.blogspot.com/2010/07/swim-to-moon.html' title='Swim to the Moon'/><author><name>The Clincher</name><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-579044601834029775.post-5313612946446273628</id><published>2010-06-02T19:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T20:48:12.354-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Poker Face</title><content type='html'>I have been playing online poker since October 2009. I started to teach myself how to play last year and I started playing for real money. I won a 3rd place at my fraternity's tournament which was $20 ($5 buy in) and I became really into it. I started actively participating at the poker club at the university and met lots of people. I was able to have a network of friends whom I could go to whenever i was having a hard time playing.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How I started off&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. $10 bankroll, staked in $8 for 4 tables at the .01/.02 tables (bad idea for bankroll management) lost almost all of it, realizing that playing for $2 per table was dumb, and i was very new at cash game poker.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Deposited $20, started playing $1 normal tables, worked my way up to $40, then started playing for $2 table. I struggled alot and at one point i was below $40. My bro, crazydude893, helped me fix some of my leaks and i shot up from $45 to $104 in 2 weeks, with a $23 session in one day. When i reached $80, i knew i was good at this stakes so i bought in for $3 tables and i shot up crazy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. With a bankroll of $103, i started the .025/.05 tables and won a buy in ($5). The next day was perhaps the worst day of my poker career yet. I lost 8 buyins ($40) in less than 2 hours. All my hard earned $40 gone right there. I was tilting hard. I had to go back to NL2 to re-earn my bankroll.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. The comeback to NL5 was brutal, really brutal. At NL2, i saw a whole new game, really different kinds of plays. It was like you were in an alternate universe. With $70, I went up to $79 then down to $59 and up and down, barely reaching $80 few times. I got myself a poker program that tracks stats of opponents and i was gaining profits. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Today, I came back to $100 and took a shot again at NL5. In less than 20 mins and 79 hands ( I play about 2000 hands a day, tabling 10+ tables on NL2), I made $12.50 playing on only 6 tables! I have learnt to tighten up and I see really good results in the future. I have estimated that I will take 2 weeks to beat this stake. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My goal is to beat NL5 on June 13th, cuz my summer school starts the day after.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shuffle up and deal!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/579044601834029775-5313612946446273628?l=hneaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hneaz.blogspot.com/feeds/5313612946446273628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hneaz.blogspot.com/2010/06/poker-face.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/579044601834029775/posts/default/5313612946446273628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/579044601834029775/posts/default/5313612946446273628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hneaz.blogspot.com/2010/06/poker-face.html' title='Poker Face'/><author><name>The Clincher</name><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-579044601834029775.post-575112510951972794</id><published>2010-02-28T11:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T11:53:05.695-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sun of Nothing</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The sun of nothing. Floating towards the sun, the sun of nothing. I have  become the sun of nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Nothing is here. Memories are not clear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Floating to the sun… farther away.&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe that’s what it has come to... I never really had it all  that bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I just looked around and never thought about the blank stares.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 1/3 years = 16 months = 480 days = 11,520 hours = 691,200 min = 41,472,000 secs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried hard to end all. It keeps coming back. I run away, but I am not moving. I wanna get away, from all this. It is consuming me alive. I want this to end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/579044601834029775-575112510951972794?l=hneaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hneaz.blogspot.com/feeds/575112510951972794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hneaz.blogspot.com/2010/02/sun-of-nothing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/579044601834029775/posts/default/575112510951972794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/579044601834029775/posts/default/575112510951972794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hneaz.blogspot.com/2010/02/sun-of-nothing.html' title='Sun of Nothing'/><author><name>The Clincher</name><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-579044601834029775.post-152986579065540786</id><published>2010-02-06T23:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T23:59:40.159-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sequoia Throne</title><content type='html'>It would be nice to meet a gal who loves metal as i do....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/579044601834029775-152986579065540786?l=hneaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hneaz.blogspot.com/feeds/152986579065540786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hneaz.blogspot.com/2010/02/sequoia-throne.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/579044601834029775/posts/default/152986579065540786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/579044601834029775/posts/default/152986579065540786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hneaz.blogspot.com/2010/02/sequoia-throne.html' title='Sequoia Throne'/><author><name>The Clincher</name><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-579044601834029775.post-8316431404447769706</id><published>2010-01-24T19:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T19:03:58.250-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Palms Reads</title><content type='html'>Back in school, really hate Champaign...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/579044601834029775-8316431404447769706?l=hneaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hneaz.blogspot.com/feeds/8316431404447769706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hneaz.blogspot.com/2010/01/palms-reads.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/579044601834029775/posts/default/8316431404447769706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/579044601834029775/posts/default/8316431404447769706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hneaz.blogspot.com/2010/01/palms-reads.html' title='Palms Reads'/><author><name>The Clincher</name><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-579044601834029775.post-3928700393605727029</id><published>2010-01-12T18:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T19:08:21.744-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Berzerker</title><content type='html'>None of the scenarios came true. I actually did better than I predicted. A in Stat 200, A in FSHN 120, B in CS 105,  C+ STAT 410. GPA 3.33... thats the best grade ive ever got. so im still in school...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i spent 10 days in bangladesh and it was great seeing my relatives who i have not seen in awhile. Going around Bangladesh was really fun. I rode the rickshaw and the baby taxi to get to places and it just relaxing going around. i am definitely gonna miss being there, except i didn do my laundry so i was wearing the same clothes more than twice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singapore on the other hand, felt really weird. Most of my friends are not even here but i did manage to meet up with some people. Shubro was here so i went around Jurong Point and watched Sherlock Holmes. The weekend was pretty awesome. I had a chat with Wei Fen and it felt really great, cuz I haven talked her in so long. I met up with Brendan on sunday and we went around town. i was kinda sad to be leaving soon, but at the same time, i really want to go back cuz i felt as if everyone here is leaving to other places and there wouldn be any point to come back anytime soon. i dont really miss singapore as much as i thought i did. i still dont know why im feeling empty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt really sick on monday. i felt this heaviness in my stomach as i was eating. i am paranoid about food ever since i got a stomach flu. i haven been eating a lot cuz of this fear. i am pretty sure i lost some weight because of this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It sucks that you cant have what you want in life, even if it is infront of you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/579044601834029775-3928700393605727029?l=hneaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hneaz.blogspot.com/feeds/3928700393605727029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hneaz.blogspot.com/2010/01/berzerker.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/579044601834029775/posts/default/3928700393605727029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/579044601834029775/posts/default/3928700393605727029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hneaz.blogspot.com/2010/01/berzerker.html' title='Berzerker'/><author><name>The Clincher</name><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-579044601834029775.post-6426649169934597597</id><published>2009-12-19T20:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T21:02:04.730-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Autonomy Lost</title><content type='html'>Finals are over. I am afraid to see the grades for my 2 classes. I know i got 2 As, but Im not sure about the other 2. There are couple of scenarios that could happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. B in Cs 105 &amp;amp; C in Stat 410. I can somewhere continue to look forward to next semester, but I will have to drop a class, possibly Math 415 or AGED 260.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. B in Cs 105 &amp;amp; D in Stat 410. Possibly an academic warning from the college. I might have to retake 410 (plz no, that class took more time than the 3 other classes combined....which was about 12 hours of work)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. C in Cs 105 &amp;amp; C in Stat 410. There goes my GPA down the toilet. it was useless to retake CS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. C in Cs 105 &amp;amp; D in Stat 410. Worst scenario. I might have to drop out from college and seek help. i am thinking about how i am going to move all my stuff from illinois to arizona, or maybe i could just get a job on campus and find a cheap apartment, maybe playing some poker tournaments here and there and win big (ive been playing alot and i think im capable of winning some cash). i know there is a job at the census bureau in the spring that pays decent. i could work 60 hours a week, hopefully try and get some extra cash along the way. also, i could get more money to see a shrink since the university counselors wont be any help. maybe i could try going back to school again, maybe taking some classes at a college nearby and do well...idk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since I lost elections twice, I have lost my self confidence in anything, whether it is academics or socializing. I dont know how to explain if i got either Scenario 2-4 to the college. What to do I say? "Well, ive become really depressed recently and lost interests in school. I might need therapy again or possibly to just take a break from school." I dont really know why im having this emotional pain everyday. Im depressed everytime i wake up. it feels like the day before and it is never a brand new day. I know im supposed to be positive and all, but i cant seem to find the strength anymore. i thought i could become a better person just avoiding alcohol and drugs, but im still having those feelings before. i think it is becoming alot worse, for some reason. i am afraid to seek help. my parents wont help me and they think it will go away really quickly. i dont get why i am like this. i dont know what is wrong with me. ive been feeling this way for so long and i dont even know how it came about. i hate everyone i meet and i have trouble connecting with people. im happy whenever im playing music with people but ive not done that in so long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant seem to find happiness at all. whenever i become to feel happy, i become sad 10 times longer. i cant even talk to people sometimes cuz i feel as if they are judging me or laughing at the way i look.  i tend to keep myself from people and do my own thing. i wanted to change myself by being involve. i wanted to make myself better but i guess those plans will never be done at all, cuz i screwed myself over and over again. its a personality i have since i was little. i just procrastinate like always and do things at the last minute. i was able to fix that last semester, but this semester for some reason, i got abit too distracted with my surroundings. i try to focus on my work but i feel like im missing out on something all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont even know if i should look at my grades now. im going to bangladesh and singapore next week and i dont want to become too depressed to talk to anyone. i got some people to meet up with in singapore and i still need to figure out how im going to tell my deep secret to someone i care about. i just hope it will turn out ok. i hate bottling it up for the past 4 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want closure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/579044601834029775-6426649169934597597?l=hneaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hneaz.blogspot.com/feeds/6426649169934597597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hneaz.blogspot.com/2009/12/autonomy-lost.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/579044601834029775/posts/default/6426649169934597597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/579044601834029775/posts/default/6426649169934597597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hneaz.blogspot.com/2009/12/autonomy-lost.html' title='Autonomy Lost'/><author><name>The Clincher</name><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-579044601834029775.post-7537543038547218277</id><published>2009-12-10T21:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T21:19:38.620-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Evolutionary Sleeper</title><content type='html'>I started feeling delusional recently. I am spending more time in my room than being outside. I like the comfort of my room. I have to start studying for finals but i cant seem to get motivated. i wanted to do really well this semester, but looks like im ending the semester with 2 As, 1 B and a possible C. Although this will be my best semester so far, i still think i could have done a better job, if i stuck to what i really enjoyed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know why i go to parties. i dont drink or do crazy things anymore. every time im out at a bar, all the underage brothers are asking to get them drinks. im feeling like im wasting my time. i also hit the wall with my guitar playing. I am not really improving in my skills. the fact that i hate wearing my headphones cuz people around here hate loud music kinda ruins the mood.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/579044601834029775-7537543038547218277?l=hneaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hneaz.blogspot.com/feeds/7537543038547218277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hneaz.blogspot.com/2009/12/evolutionary-sleeper.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/579044601834029775/posts/default/7537543038547218277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/579044601834029775/posts/default/7537543038547218277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hneaz.blogspot.com/2009/12/evolutionary-sleeper.html' title='Evolutionary Sleeper'/><author><name>The Clincher</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-579044601834029775.post-8603921643621476491</id><published>2009-09-20T19:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T19:13:27.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Still Running</title><content type='html'>It's coming back...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/579044601834029775-8603921643621476491?l=hneaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hneaz.blogspot.com/feeds/8603921643621476491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hneaz.blogspot.com/2009/09/still-running.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/579044601834029775/posts/default/8603921643621476491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/579044601834029775/posts/default/8603921643621476491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hneaz.blogspot.com/2009/09/still-running.html' title='Still Running'/><author><name>The Clincher</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-579044601834029775.post-4291839471829249270</id><published>2009-08-07T21:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T21:30:39.217-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Slow Hand of Death</title><content type='html'>I got less than a week till i go back to Champaign. I have been thinking alot about what im gonna do with my life. i started having anxiety when i was fixing my schedule for next semester. something in my mind was telling me that i will have a bad schedule once i talk to my advisor. i have not decided on a major yet, and that it is very bad. why am i procrastinating? its simple. i know for sure i will end up doing something totally different from my major once i graduate. so whats the point of doing all this work when you know you are not gonna be doing what you studied for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; i met with CEOs and owners of companies during our fraternity's convention at a networking breakfast and they started out differently. One has degrees in political science and english and guess what he is working as? CEO of a finance firm.  another was an electrical engineer for 22 years and got a mid-management crisis so he founded a financial planning company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what the fuck... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really dont know what i want to become. all i want to do is to pick a major, graduate and get the fuck out of America. im getting tired of living here. people think i have a great life. well that is true, i have a great home and family, i got accepted to a fine institution, im becoming a citizen, but i dont really know if im really happy with my life. i worked so hard to get to a university and it took my 3 semesters to mess it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though im feeling down about my college academic career, i am more confident in myself knowing that i have networked with successful people and gained some insight on landing the job i want. i have all these books that i choose to read so that i can be better than who i was before. i can look at the past as lessons and the future as life. its how i perceive the world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/579044601834029775-4291839471829249270?l=hneaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hneaz.blogspot.com/feeds/4291839471829249270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hneaz.blogspot.com/2009/08/slow-hand-of-death.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/579044601834029775/posts/default/4291839471829249270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/579044601834029775/posts/default/4291839471829249270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hneaz.blogspot.com/2009/08/slow-hand-of-death.html' title='Slow Hand of Death'/><author><name>The Clincher</name><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-579044601834029775.post-7731524292743518553</id><published>2009-07-09T19:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T19:54:28.647-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Wish Full of Dreams</title><content type='html'>Another day is going by, and I have accomplished nothing. No job, no internship, no friends, no whatsoever... why is that whenever i do something that make me feel good, my mood crashes after less than a day? i cant even push myself anymore. my dreams are fading away... i dun even know what i want to do in college anymore. paying $26,000 a year and ive learnt shit. makes me wonder why im going to school in the first place.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/579044601834029775-7731524292743518553?l=hneaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hneaz.blogspot.com/feeds/7731524292743518553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hneaz.blogspot.com/2009/07/wish-full-of-dreams.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/579044601834029775/posts/default/7731524292743518553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/579044601834029775/posts/default/7731524292743518553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hneaz.blogspot.com/2009/07/wish-full-of-dreams.html' title='A Wish Full of Dreams'/><author><name>The Clincher</name><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-579044601834029775.post-3556949946270737668</id><published>2009-07-06T18:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T18:13:29.935-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Awaken The Dreamers</title><content type='html'>My counselor was right, exercising does make you feel good. i worked out after a week cuz it was my last week of Italian. i think i did pretty well. i was surprised that my instructor was in Italy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My plan for this week is workout like crazy. my goal is to lose 4 lbs this week. i lost 3 lbs last week and gained 2 cuz i took a 4 day break which was a mistake and than another 1 lb for a week break. I think im gonna cycle tomorrow and then do some weights and finally some cardio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to drop at least 15 lbs by the end of the summer. i got about 6 weeks left.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/579044601834029775-3556949946270737668?l=hneaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hneaz.blogspot.com/feeds/3556949946270737668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hneaz.blogspot.com/2009/07/awaken-dreamers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/579044601834029775/posts/default/3556949946270737668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/579044601834029775/posts/default/3556949946270737668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hneaz.blogspot.com/2009/07/awaken-dreamers.html' title='Awaken The Dreamers'/><author><name>The Clincher</name><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-579044601834029775.post-8682023671587155410</id><published>2009-07-06T14:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T14:42:06.819-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Home To Me</title><content type='html'>I started feeling nostalgic all of a sudden. i suddenly feel like i really hate this place a lot. i feel that this place is slowly rotting me. i cannot take it anymore. i want to go back to where everything felt normal. i think alot about the past. how great it used to be. its amazing how much i have accomplished in a short time. i haven found a major yet. i dont really feel confident about my studies. i dont really have any interests in school. i am getting sick of it. but i dont wanna drop out cuz that would be stupid. i really have no clue what i want to study. i have taken all these classes and managed to do really bad in them. i dont get it. i used to get As alot in high school and when i come college, its Cs and Ds. i spent alot of my time trying to get my stuff done, but in the end, its not enough. no matter how hard i try, i dun even see results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;summer is almost ending. i got no job, spent alot of money for my st. louis trip in 2 weeks (about $1000). i am leaching off my dad every single day and i need to stop. i already gave up the job search cuz not all the 10 places ive applied to has even called me. i feel so bad that my parents are spending so much money on me and yet i feel so unhappy. i really dont know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i am going to bangladesh in the winter for cousin's wedding as well as spending a week in singapore. i am really nervous about my trip to singapore. i haven been there in almost 4 years. i got about less than a week to spend. i cant waste any day doing nothing. im gonna try to meet alot of old friends and do new stuff there, now that i am 21. i know i used to be alot different in the past, but i think ive changed and im nervous cuz people would see me differently. yes, i am outspoken now and not shy, that might throw people off. i feel nervous about hanging out with my old classmates cuz i dont think they have seen the real me before. and my neighbors? i dont know if they are still in tulip garden. there are some stuff that i want to talk about, but i think its better if i dont cuz i think someone would either be upset or be happy to read about it. wat can i say is that ive been stressing alot about it and i cant stop thinking about it for the last couple of years. i always have dreams about it. i tried to move on but i couldn. even now im still thinking about it, i think that has been causing me to be really depressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i wanted to this blog to be a happy place, but its slowing turning into my old blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/579044601834029775-8682023671587155410?l=hneaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hneaz.blogspot.com/feeds/8682023671587155410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hneaz.blogspot.com/2009/07/home-to-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/579044601834029775/posts/default/8682023671587155410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/579044601834029775/posts/default/8682023671587155410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hneaz.blogspot.com/2009/07/home-to-me.html' title='Home To Me'/><author><name>The Clincher</name><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-579044601834029775.post-7041244507977077235</id><published>2009-07-03T10:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T10:23:54.609-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Foot To The Throat</title><content type='html'>Summer Slaughter was great. I had a blast. I have never watched a live death metal show for  hours straight. My ears were ringing for the next few days. I took a a lot of pictures and couple of video. I got couple of free posters which got autographed. i got a tour tshirt which looks cool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/579044601834029775-7041244507977077235?l=hneaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hneaz.blogspot.com/feeds/7041244507977077235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hneaz.blogspot.com/2009/07/foot-to-throat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/579044601834029775/posts/default/7041244507977077235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/579044601834029775/posts/default/7041244507977077235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hneaz.blogspot.com/2009/07/foot-to-throat.html' title='Foot To The Throat'/><author><name>The Clincher</name><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-579044601834029775.post-1695933748575756766</id><published>2009-06-05T14:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T14:45:11.212-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To Breathe In A Casket</title><content type='html'>The 3rd of week summer is almost ending. I still haven heard from various places i applied for a job. People tell me that the economy is really bad. I dont really think thats the case. Im pretty sure there are other places that need people. But what do i know? Im not an economist or a fortune teller.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meanwhile, I started my first online course at ASU. Im taking 3rd level Italian. It feels weird cuz you are learning by yourself. I think its becoming a little interesting. I mean, im good in Italian. I got As in my first 2 levels, the best grade ive gotten in college. The course is pretty intensive. Im spending at least 4 hours a day on it, but i actually like it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So my job situation isn going anywhere, so i decided im gonna work online like i did last summer. i dont know if i can do it cuz my internet keeps shutting off. i started playing poker again and im gonna start for real money. im gonna be very careful, cuz you can lose alot of money if you make mistakes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The rest of my summer goes like this - 3 concerts &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;6/26 Summer Slaughter 2009&lt;/b&gt; - Necrophagist, Born of Osiris, Darkest Hour!!!, Ensiferum, Winds                                                          of Plague, Dying Fetus, Beneath the Massacre&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This will be my first death metal concert.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;7/17 Mayhem Festival 200&lt;/b&gt;9 - All That Remains, Killswitch Engage, Trivium, Bullet For                                                           My Valentine, God Forbid, Slayer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the best lineup i have ever seen. i am very excited about this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;7/21 10 bands $10&lt;/b&gt; - Terror, Poison The Well, etc&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Im only going cuz of Terror.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am going to these concerts by myself. I figured i shouldn miss out on stuff if i cant get anyone to come with me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;7/22 -7/26 Conventio&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;n&lt;/b&gt; - Im going to my fraternity convention. im kinda stoked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think im going to California in July. Yeah, thats my plan for the summer so far.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/579044601834029775-1695933748575756766?l=hneaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hneaz.blogspot.com/feeds/1695933748575756766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hneaz.blogspot.com/2009/06/to-breathe-in-casket.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/579044601834029775/posts/default/1695933748575756766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/579044601834029775/posts/default/1695933748575756766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hneaz.blogspot.com/2009/06/to-breathe-in-casket.html' title='To Breathe In A Casket'/><author><name>The Clincher</name><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-579044601834029775.post-4788885326477786625</id><published>2009-05-10T11:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T11:59:47.070-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Drift</title><content type='html'>I started to realize what i have been missing out on. it wasn the parties that i said no to, or the hang-outs. It is lack of creating something new, which is music. i dont understand why i cant do my own things. the fact that people are bringing me to their level is just scary. i have gotten out of the drinking/drug lifetsyle and it hurts so much. my 21st birthday was really depressiing cuz i didn enjoy what i did. i think i can do much better next time, maybe with a set of different people who i enjoy the most. to be honest, i hate the fraternity in terms of fun. it wasn like this before. i really dread coming back here after a long day of school, cuz really, not much happens around here. its a nice weather outside and people choose to stay inside... i really need to re-evaluate myself...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/579044601834029775-4788885326477786625?l=hneaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hneaz.blogspot.com/feeds/4788885326477786625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hneaz.blogspot.com/2009/05/drift.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/579044601834029775/posts/default/4788885326477786625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/579044601834029775/posts/default/4788885326477786625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hneaz.blogspot.com/2009/05/drift.html' title='Drift'/><author><name>The Clincher</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-579044601834029775.post-502029712463437966</id><published>2009-04-19T17:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T17:16:30.109-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Abstain</title><content type='html'>I have been sober for 24 weeks already. Im turning 21 in 3 weeks and im trying to do decide what to do for my birthday. i have plans to celebrate it without my fraternity brothers, because i dont feel very comfortable around them when im around alcohol. i dont know if they are my true friends. it is hard without tim around cuz he understands the consequences and he usually tells me to do the right thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had the best birthday last year. i went out to celebrate 3 times. once was at hooters, the other time was at the house and Brothers', and finally at Steak and Shake. This year is different. i dont really hang out with my friends from freshman year cuz they live all over campus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is what i have been thinking the past weekend. i think i need to find new friends who got similar interests as me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/579044601834029775-502029712463437966?l=hneaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hneaz.blogspot.com/feeds/502029712463437966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hneaz.blogspot.com/2009/04/abstain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/579044601834029775/posts/default/502029712463437966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/579044601834029775/posts/default/502029712463437966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hneaz.blogspot.com/2009/04/abstain.html' title='Abstain'/><author><name>The Clincher</name><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-579044601834029775.post-8992833975198804010</id><published>2009-03-10T21:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T21:53:47.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Im So Glad</title><content type='html'>I got a 89 % and a 92 % on 2 of my math midterms. I never got such high scores here in college. Hardwork does pay off! im really glad i am in this major cuz i love math so much. Im getting a hang of studying everyday now. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last weekend has been really crazy with unofficial st paddy's day. our house got really thrashed so we cleaned up. i studied most of the time during the weekend cuz i had a midterm on monday and one on tuesday. i think i did well on the math midterm but not accounting. i just cant seemed to grasp the ideas, maybe i need to take a step back and look at it at another perspective.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, this week is gonna be fun cuz i dun have any big midterms coming and its gonna be spring break in less than 2 weeks. Im thinking of going out this weekend and maybe get a date for my chapter's impromptu next wednesday. i really dont know how im gonna be doing this. i never have actually went out and told myself to get a date. i hope i can get someone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/579044601834029775-8992833975198804010?l=hneaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hneaz.blogspot.com/feeds/8992833975198804010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hneaz.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-so-glad.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/579044601834029775/posts/default/8992833975198804010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/579044601834029775/posts/default/8992833975198804010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hneaz.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-so-glad.html' title='Im So Glad'/><author><name>The Clincher</name><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-579044601834029775.post-6439751609775357083</id><published>2009-02-04T20:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T14:14:31.934-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New</title><content type='html'>I have made a brand new blog. I have deleted the previous blog which i had in a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update on my life -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Changed my major to undecided but I am going to declare Actuarial Science by the summer.&lt;br /&gt;2. I am living in a new room with a great roommate who got engaged to his long time girlfriend of 5 years.&lt;br /&gt;3.  I have been sober from alcohol for 13 weeks and going strong.&lt;br /&gt;4. I haven been high for 6 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;5. I started practicing Islam again&lt;br /&gt;6. I have been super busy with my classes and i love it.&lt;br /&gt;7. I study on Saturday and Sunday afternoons and nights.&lt;br /&gt;8. I started going to the gym at 6:30 am on Tues Thurs and Sat.&lt;br /&gt;9. I walk to classes now.&lt;br /&gt;10. I eat healthy and drink lots of water.&lt;br /&gt;11. I plan on doing summer school at Arizona State and transfer credits to here.&lt;br /&gt;12. I plan on taking my first actuarial science exam at the end of the semester.&lt;br /&gt;13. I am a membership events chair at my chapter so i make events happen.&lt;br /&gt;14. I am not in any bands because I am busy.&lt;br /&gt;15. 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