<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15667827</id><updated>2009-11-14T18:48:46.478+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:. SepTiC TaNk : my crap.:</title><subtitle type='html'>"Like the old song says, you'd better shop around. There are indeed, many fishes in the sea. So practice a policy of catch-&amp;-release untill you hook the exact right one, you'll know when you see it"</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confusedmouse.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15667827/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confusedmouse.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15667827/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Crazy Klang Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12746374541299947377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>175</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15667827.post-3873473008490911127</id><published>2008-09-25T23:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T23:47:07.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>silence</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Its been some time since i wrote something here. Things have been the same since i came back from the Taipei / Hong Kong trip. Work, work and more work. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;My sis has already found a job. I think her job is more interesting that what i do everyday. Compare to what my sis is doing, at times i feel like giving up on what I am doing. At times i feel like there is just too much excitement and at times i think, i hate the job. I hate it when my section head gives me a hard time. How the hell would i know how to do it when your're the one that taught me in the first place how to perform my task. And then come back and bite me when i highlighted the item. WTF man, can you like be consistent. Dont shoot that kind of nasty email. I can also shoot one back at you and CC the whole world on how my section head is so damn farking stupid. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Ok, here i am slocking on my work laptop to complete what was being tasked to me. Something that was not in my portfolio, thrown at me to solve the issue. Sigh....boring la...always take back over problematic issue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;I have a dreadful feeling that on fuzzy's birthday i will have to come back to work due to conversion of the FXD products mainly currency option. Sigh, why must it be me? raya....its raya. Aih... but the girl is coming back to work to complete her BAU already what. Why cant she just do the small portion? its not tht hard anyway. Havent even buy Fuzzy's present. Have no idea some more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;my cousin's wedding was.... a chinese wedding. Same like bert's wedding. Loud, noisy and trashy karoake session. drunk groom adds to the highlight of the evening. As i am close to bert, i was invited. Unfortunately S and CK was not. And...guess who i saw at the wedding...wahahhahah...no prizes for being correct. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Euphoria was good. i think i can do it every weekend. So, Ameba....when is the next one? CK is having alot of this and i'm having so little. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;till next post. ciao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15667827-3873473008490911127?l=confusedmouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confusedmouse.blogspot.com/feeds/3873473008490911127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15667827&amp;postID=3873473008490911127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15667827/posts/default/3873473008490911127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15667827/posts/default/3873473008490911127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confusedmouse.blogspot.com/2008/09/silence.html' title='silence'/><author><name>Crazy Klang Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12746374541299947377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14255968029308095739'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15667827.post-9181199523335588446</id><published>2008-07-29T19:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T19:52:44.728+08:00</updated><title type='text'>updates</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Time flies when we are having fun. Body ache and pain is just a momentary setback that is always at the back of my mind. My feet hurts, my pocket has a big big hole in it, and i  had so much fun this two months. Now is back to reality, datelines and demanding expectations. Oh how boring !!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15667827-9181199523335588446?l=confusedmouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confusedmouse.blogspot.com/feeds/9181199523335588446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15667827&amp;postID=9181199523335588446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15667827/posts/default/9181199523335588446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15667827/posts/default/9181199523335588446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confusedmouse.blogspot.com/2008/07/updates.html' title='updates'/><author><name>Crazy Klang Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12746374541299947377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14255968029308095739'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15667827.post-7439482154383011103</id><published>2008-07-20T18:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T18:23:04.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bye bye</title><content type='html'>flying off in few days time :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15667827-7439482154383011103?l=confusedmouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confusedmouse.blogspot.com/feeds/7439482154383011103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15667827&amp;postID=7439482154383011103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15667827/posts/default/7439482154383011103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15667827/posts/default/7439482154383011103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confusedmouse.blogspot.com/2008/07/bye-bye.html' title='bye bye'/><author><name>Crazy Klang Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12746374541299947377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14255968029308095739'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15667827.post-7365495527142927817</id><published>2008-06-23T15:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T15:40:30.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>updates</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;quite some time since i last posted some stuff here. What has happened to me lately?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- just climb mount kk. Will share about it another time&lt;br /&gt;- islands in sabah is so beautiful&lt;br /&gt;- production issue which causes me to clock so much OT that i'm not entitled for OT claim cause i'm not under union.&lt;br /&gt;- lost my beautiful handphone w880i. WTF&lt;br /&gt;- green belt is on hold due to production issue and my black belter is chasing me down on it.&lt;br /&gt;- going to HK and Taiwan next month. Pls no earthquake ya.&lt;br /&gt;- food prices is soaring high, so is the price of oil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till next time&lt;br /&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/15667827-7365495527142927817?l=confusedmouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confusedmouse.blogspot.com/feeds/7365495527142927817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15667827&amp;postID=7365495527142927817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15667827/posts/default/7365495527142927817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15667827/posts/default/7365495527142927817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confusedmouse.blogspot.com/2008/06/updates.html' title='updates'/><author><name>Crazy Klang Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12746374541299947377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14255968029308095739'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15667827.post-8252626715491703540</id><published>2008-04-15T11:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T11:49:29.807+08:00</updated><title type='text'>drowning...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Work have been crap this past few weeks. It feels like i dread going to work daily because of the mounting pressure i feel after noon. Each day i race to finish my BAU and its not the same repetitive kind of symptom that presisted in the stupid work that i do. There is 1001 ways in finding the variables on how come it existed and i have somehow seems like exhausted my little brain. How can i think out of the box when i have no more idea on how to think out of the little bloody black box. Sigh, maybe its the preconceived idea that i had before i started doing that work because everyone have been harping its damn tough. bla bla bla... i'm influenced, i'm not doing things positively. The cream of the topping comes in the form of doing a six sigma project on this BAU. Oh FRACK me! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Ameba have booked tickets to KK. Come June, i will climb to the highest molehill :). A not so good thing to add was when i was in mamak with cK, and a passing remarks screwed up my holiday plans. "Oooo..that train looks familiar...its the train you have to take for white water rafting!" The bloody train which normally ferries passangers to the white water rafting place fell into the river. Looks like i have a high chance of not going for white water rafting after all. I doubt they can fix the railroad in 2 months. Take the boat u say? i have no idea how are they planning to continue this road trip. I pray there would be no rainfall to make the trail slippery. That is so not a time to have slippery trail. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I am trying to loose weight. But i have damn alot of cravings and its those unhealthy food. Fast food, buffet, fried chicken, briyani with mutton curry and the little mind in me will scream if i stuff myself silly with whatever i thought of that would be a scrumptious delight. My metabolism rate is not as it was in high school and college life. I am trying to increase my metabolism rate. It is still at a crawling pace. I had japanese buffet last weekend, and it ended up being a diarrhoea trip to the toilet frequently. What a good way to loose weight. Just after a buffet spread, i frequent the toilet like i was having a buffet. Yes, i sound sick for wanting to be sick. Why cant everyone be stick thin and still have all the necessary assets to make a woman curvy and all that shit. Its a damn fucked up controversial world. At time people say i look better the way i am now, but my chums will say i am fat and i should do something about it.  I am not a freaking stick insect now am I? I'm too vain to grow fat? you're too vain to date a fat chick? Muahah...on the downside you need to put on alot more weight if you want to appear in that teenybooper's magazine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Self centered, self absorbed, selfish. Not much difference between those three words. Human's are generally selfish creatures right? we want something that we can't have, we are not happy with what we currently have and when you somehow got a hold of it, alot of people might criticise its a wrong wrong move. Now, what happen when both parties are selfish? When both cannot have what they wanted and yet they hold onto to it? does that makes it still wrong? I thought it takes two to tango. Two to make a mistake, but of course it would be better if it all started later. Later when we are bit more matured, later when its not called self centered anymore. Later when we are two individual human beings and not tied down to some commitment. Just a little patience, it wont be much longer when she have to let it go. We should go have breakfast this coming saturday morning at this dimsum place and bitch about everything under the sun. We deserve this, as we work our ass off damn hard 5 days a week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Right, got to go. Work just came in. Toodles!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15667827-8252626715491703540?l=confusedmouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confusedmouse.blogspot.com/feeds/8252626715491703540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15667827&amp;postID=8252626715491703540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15667827/posts/default/8252626715491703540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15667827/posts/default/8252626715491703540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confusedmouse.blogspot.com/2008/04/drowning.html' title='drowning...'/><author><name>Crazy Klang Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12746374541299947377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14255968029308095739'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15667827.post-3552805535830280156</id><published>2008-03-13T09:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T10:30:30.681+08:00</updated><title type='text'>get your act right</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Whats up with the post of the MB and its deputy? Why of all people the opposition coalition dont understand about unity at the time like this but is going about with a protest which cause the rakyat to feel uneasy. Making the rakyat question on whether what they did last Saturday was correct. The coalition should pull their stupid act together and sing the bloody same tune. Do not forget for once that if you are divided, you wont be able to form the state government. At a time like this the coalition should come to equilibrium, yes a malay is needed to be an MB on grounds like officiating mosque and so forth but the opposition can compromise to elect two DMB and to be fair we should give it to one chinese and an indian. Thus all races are truly represented by the opposition. What a brilliant idea i came up with. Imagine if they do so, it will give the rulling party a run for their money. At least the rakyat knows they are truly represented by the opposition coalition and might want to reinstate them in the next general election. Infightings will not get you anywhere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15667827-3552805535830280156?l=confusedmouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confusedmouse.blogspot.com/feeds/3552805535830280156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15667827&amp;postID=3552805535830280156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15667827/posts/default/3552805535830280156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15667827/posts/default/3552805535830280156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confusedmouse.blogspot.com/2008/03/get-your-act-right.html' title='get your act right'/><author><name>Crazy Klang Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12746374541299947377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14255968029308095739'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15667827.post-7374113066365898851</id><published>2008-03-12T16:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T17:51:23.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>elections and rumours</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Election have come and gone. It was my first time voting and it made me feel like some "jakun" at the procedures. I've heard horror stories that although what you vote it is suppose to be a secret, it was noted that prior to this 12th general elections, our ballot papers were tag to our name. Thankfully for the bersih rally(which i didnt know about untill i read it online), it was duly noted by this writer that &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;they didnt tag our ballot papers to our name. And it was quite interesting to see the "see through" ballot boxes with those orange and yellow papers. Btw, what a waste of RM2mio for those indellible ink. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I suppose the message was loud and clear looking at the outcome of the election. Thus we have given the opposition a chance because when push come to shove, the rakyat had enough of the shit that was served to us. All the media was singing praises of the government, suddenly the PM decides to announce thaipusam as a public holiday to win the votes of the indian, the union workers in the bank got their pay rise in more than 2 years of arrears etc etc. But the young voters who have access to the internet, got a real taste of freedom of speech from numerous sites. All that little titbit the govn shove to the rakyat faces just before the election didnt deter them. I still dont know whether i have made the right choice in my vote. But i do know, each time i see how the state rulled by the govn waste the taxpayers money by putting up more ornamantel street lamps, i get outraged by it. What a waste of money. Why can't they use it on more useful necessities. Why need horses in a small town when looking after it is much more expensive than a car? Thus i realise that we do need the opposition to voice out this kind of displeasure that we the people feel. Yes, lets give the opposition a chance this coming 5 years. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;What a shock to learn that zakaria is dead. Rumours have it that he committed suicide thus the reason why his sons and daughters pleaded for forgiveness from whoever. I'm not surprise either that it was reported he died of a heart attack. Tsk tsk..politics is not for the faint heart or you'll die of a coronary attack when one realise that all the kickbacks they receive will be gone over night. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I also heard that KJ won after the 5 bags of postal ballot was taken into account as the first round of counting he lost by a slim margin of only 16 votes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I'll leave this entry with a excerpt that i got from this article here &lt;a href="http://www.malaysiakini.com/news/79523"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;http://www.malaysiakini.com/news/79523&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;"They (voters) have no choice. If you don't vote BN, who do you vote for? There are only two candidates. So you vote for the opposition or you don't vote at all. Either way, the BN was going to lose a lot of support."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;Tun Dr Mahathir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I've never been a fan of the moon movement but i suppose majority share the same sentiment that we must vote for a change and deny the govn a 2/3 majority. Thus the reason why my dad refused to go to the voting hall as he knows he should deny the rulling government majority and its also not his principal to vote on a pro moon movement. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.malaysiakini.com/news/79523"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15667827-7374113066365898851?l=confusedmouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confusedmouse.blogspot.com/feeds/7374113066365898851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15667827&amp;postID=7374113066365898851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15667827/posts/default/7374113066365898851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15667827/posts/default/7374113066365898851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confusedmouse.blogspot.com/2008/03/elections-and-rumours.html' title='elections and rumours'/><author><name>Crazy Klang Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12746374541299947377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14255968029308095739'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15667827.post-7901064220207738703</id><published>2008-03-05T09:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T09:14:49.751+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Frack!</title><content type='html'>ZOMG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15667827-7901064220207738703?l=confusedmouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confusedmouse.blogspot.com/feeds/7901064220207738703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15667827&amp;postID=7901064220207738703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15667827/posts/default/7901064220207738703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15667827/posts/default/7901064220207738703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confusedmouse.blogspot.com/2008/03/oh-frack.html' title='Oh Frack!'/><author><name>Crazy Klang Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12746374541299947377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14255968029308095739'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15667827.post-6750033181018161758</id><published>2008-02-27T15:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T16:25:47.579+08:00</updated><title type='text'>election fever + v'day gift</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;The 12th general election is coming up soon and it will be my first time exercising my rights. I'm not sure i feel elated with the fact that the polling station is just located behind my house or due to the fact that politics in this country is a tad in a sad sorry state. The education system has made us into a pro-government voters. I admit that i have always, when i was younger thought that the current government is what the people support. As i grew older, i realised that not everything the government do is right and therefore i realised now why there are opposition supporter around. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Being in this country if you are an opposition supporter there is only so much party you can support. Its a three way triangle or maybe the occasional box (independent party include). Either you will support the moon movement which is so pro islam that i'm afraid they will make the minority races follow their ways. Or you support team rocket which is not that bad i suppose(crap, i have no idea what is the rocket manifesto) or there is the other side where their main propoganda when they established themselves to just oppose the government for throwing the beloved man into ISA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Yes, this world is not perfect but then again when one read alot of criticism that is being thrown at the government, i wonder why they have not justify their actions. How come they do not come clean in announcing or denouncing what the oppositions slander/rumour/truth. Take for example the party leader SV, he's been an ancient icon for umpteenth years. Didnt want to give up his seat or let his reign go. Why in the world is he so reluctant? i think its about time he retire (he is old anyway). rumour has it that he was/is a gangster (shut up you idiot, or you'll get a hitman that'll give you a headshot like that guy in JB). On the other hand i applaud that the government had established the fact that there is no more exam fees imposed and free text books for students across the nation(no, if you can afford private education, what another few hundreds make a difference in your text books), i am glad that when the issue of the beautiful bridge that were about to be built from johor was stopped, i'm glad that ..uh...crap, is there more?(i have short term memory loss ok,  and no, it does not make me ungrateful you critics). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyway, i'm not really satisfied that the party that is involved in my area is just between the moon team and the current government.  Why cant we have the rocket or the independent party instead. I still haven't made up my mind on which party i want to vote this coming March. choices choices choices (not like i have a million of them right). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;On a side note, S had conned CK to a so called "free dinner" and little did CK realised, it was a ceramah cum dinner held by the rocket team in my town on V'day :P. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;            -------------------------------------x----------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;By the way, i have the best V'day gift in my entire life. wahahahahah. It was what i wanted, but of course i told fuzzy chocolates will do for valentines. When i think about it now, it still made me smile. No, its not a fancy dinner. No, i didnt get 10 bouquest of roses. No, not a diamond ring as i already have one. No, not a marriage proposal either (of course not lah...all the guys have to compete with the billboard proposal guy). I have a Coach wristlet :) . hahahaha, where are the pictures? didnt transfer it out leh. so i cant post the pictures here :) poor fuzzy must be broke, but hey i did him a favour so i told him no need to get me a present for my b'day which is coming up next week. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15667827-6750033181018161758?l=confusedmouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confusedmouse.blogspot.com/feeds/6750033181018161758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15667827&amp;postID=6750033181018161758' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15667827/posts/default/6750033181018161758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15667827/posts/default/6750033181018161758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confusedmouse.blogspot.com/2008/02/election-fever-vday-gift.html' title='election fever + v&apos;day gift'/><author><name>Crazy Klang Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12746374541299947377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14255968029308095739'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15667827.post-3634014636021145614</id><published>2008-02-14T14:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T15:17:52.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy v day everyone</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;happy new year everyone. Its Valentines day today and its also still one of the 15 days of the chinese new year. i'm not having anything special today cuz its a working day and i dont feel like rushing for anything today. Have decided to have something special during the weekends instead. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;ah anyway, no inspiration today. till another time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15667827-3634014636021145614?l=confusedmouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confusedmouse.blogspot.com/feeds/3634014636021145614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15667827&amp;postID=3634014636021145614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15667827/posts/default/3634014636021145614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15667827/posts/default/3634014636021145614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confusedmouse.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy-v-day-everyone.html' title='happy v day everyone'/><author><name>Crazy Klang Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12746374541299947377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14255968029308095739'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15667827.post-4212467620681138034</id><published>2008-01-18T18:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T18:23:51.414+08:00</updated><title type='text'>whats new?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;whats new with me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;-i have a new hp. Yes, i know its about time i change it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;-New yr celebration was unexpected. Met up with alot of ppl. Came home at 4.30, went to bed with a wet hair and 2 hour before i was to leave the state i only started packing my one week worth of clothes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;-i went to PG for one week. eat and gorge and played cheap paintball. Bad consequences&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;-i have new goals to achieve this coming year in my work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;-another SG trip coming up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;-i got a christmas present sent through post. Aww...damn sweet right? its sitting on my desk right now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;-i cant seems to find my thumb drive. Its bloody 1gig and i lost it :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;-invested in some facial products. Yes, its a set back but i think it will make it up to its price.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;-lost on some dinky capital investment scheme to that hog CK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;-Yes, for a moment i forgot your b'day but then i still remember its 3rd of Feb. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;-i have no idea where u dissapear on this earth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;-smoke on the water...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;-bryan going to Aussie, Aaron is managing the branch in Aussie, my cousin is back in NZ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;-i have to go to the market tomorrow to run alot alot of errands. What? you think i run charity services ah?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;-I want the Birkin bag!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;-I got a green dinosaur as my mouse cursor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;-Jogoya was good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;-I miss someone, but then again i'm not sure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;-Go to hell with you and your baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;-forgive and forget.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;-Happy New Year(crap, too late d)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15667827-4212467620681138034?l=confusedmouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confusedmouse.blogspot.com/feeds/4212467620681138034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15667827&amp;postID=4212467620681138034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15667827/posts/default/4212467620681138034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15667827/posts/default/4212467620681138034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confusedmouse.blogspot.com/2008/01/whats-new.html' title='whats new?'/><author><name>Crazy Klang Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12746374541299947377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14255968029308095739'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15667827.post-3452977308473553512</id><published>2007-12-21T12:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-21T14:46:33.418+08:00</updated><title type='text'>untitled</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;OMG..I saw Guy 4 while i was walking out for lunch the other day during lunch hour. Just stop awhile for the obligatory hie and bye, i'm going out for lunch and gtg. Ahahha, world is damn small.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Someone is back from Houstan (hope i got the place right), someone is on holiday whereby he can wake up late and not think of going to work, laze the whole day and drink coffee from the nearby cafe. I envy those of you who is on holiday.  Fuzzy is in Mid valley...how can :( here i am working.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I cant wait to look fwd to today. Work finishes early on friday as it is family bonding day :) what nonsense. Not once i leave early. But its still nice to have that kind of option.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm exercising like crazy, but i think its not very effective.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;On another note, Christmas luncheon in church is this coming Sunday. Will have to go church on saturday to clean up first. Monday I will have to pay homage to that protozoa and his plan to conquer the night scene but i still will be working on Monday. Damnit! No mood man...plus time flies real fast. Christmas is in 4 days, new year in 10 days and i will be in penang in 12 days :O Whoo hoo!!!!! I really cant wait :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Went to harvery norman the other day. Lazy boy was going for 4k, Fuzzy adores them and when i try it out i realise that its tht comfortable and yes, its worth every 4k of it although when one is drunk with oblivion it will induce vomitting :P So dont try rocking it when one is drunk, motion is never a good catalyst when one is drunk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Alright...what was my achievement this year 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;- Did my internship and was offered a job but turned it down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;- Got a job at the industry and place that i wanted. Thank God for that :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;- Cutover of a successful project although it was just a phase with many more to come&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;- Turn down an offer that was so irresistable within the same company due to reasons which i can conjure up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;- Didnt have a proper holiday today, all the trips that i have to alor star, perlis, ipoh, taiping and singapore was for work purposes. But still, i get to be on the move :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;- Got another offer to do another project with another department &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;- Got more purchasing power ..woo hoo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;- Relationship is still going on strong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;My friend gave birth to a baby boy already. Name ah? Like that protozoa's name. But of course protozoa name is spelled in hokkien but they pimp it up to spell it out in mandarin. So yes, its like protozoa's email only. English name? aiseh....poser sial the name...and no, i'm not pimping it out at this place. How did i came about to all this info when i'm no longer close to her? i heard from fuzzy as her hubby hangs out with my bf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15667827-3452977308473553512?l=confusedmouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confusedmouse.blogspot.com/feeds/3452977308473553512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15667827&amp;postID=3452977308473553512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15667827/posts/default/3452977308473553512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15667827/posts/default/3452977308473553512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confusedmouse.blogspot.com/2007/12/untitled.html' title='untitled'/><author><name>Crazy Klang Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12746374541299947377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14255968029308095739'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15667827.post-2662184349700228362</id><published>2007-12-16T21:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T22:29:26.572+08:00</updated><title type='text'>on a roll..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;It's been ages since i had the time to come online on sunday to post something up here. I suppose i'm here to take the opportunity to answer a close friend of mine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;To close or not to close? its sounds so easy to some but its the hardest decision one have to take when faced with it. I suppose its a personal choice at the end of the day. On whether its a place of just ranting frustration or a place where its not just about her but everything in your life. I have come to that decision before. I had a place..more like a shrine thats devout to someone. I wanted to abandon it but fuzzy advice me to just leave it there/not delete that part of me and look back at it some time later and then read back the post. Yes, it do hurt but then again the hurt and pain is not as aggravating like how it did last time. Its more like a long forgotten place but its still out there somewhere. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Its nice that you've finally found someone interesting to talk to. I suppose it doesnt hurt to have more friends but do guard yourself and not let it leach on you and hurt yourself more after February arrives (i'll cross my fingers and hope for the best). Btw, timberland warehouse sales was a great dissapointment. What a waste of my petrol and toll money...my sleeping time and whatever opportunity cost i lost! Yes, you did not miss anything great there...you should have convinced your ehem "friend" to go to the factory itself. muahahhaha (evil laugh insert pls). Siapa makan babi terasa pedasnya! (wtf did tht come from)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyway, lets review my shopping list .. one pair of jeans, one pair of khakis, 2 matching lingerie,2 shorts, one pair of heels, 2 decent length skirts. Yes, i noted that my skirt's length is indecent or maybe i'm getting abit fat thus it has not much cloth left to cloth my big bum. I was commenting to fuzzy about the weight gain and depressingly asking for a size up on of the pants i tried... sigh, its weird...if it fits my thigh perfectly its too tight to buckle.. if it just nice on my hip .. its too baggy at my thigh. Fuzzy commented saying you should go purchase pants thats made to fit latino woman (WTF!!!!!!!!!) this is depressing news. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;That idiot of mine is going on a 2 weeks detox program... crap, how can he go on tht stuff...it taste bad.. (i love chocolates)... your suppose to eat that for lunch and dinner.. (i love KFC) and no processed food...( i love ice creams)... eat vege and fruits besides the drink (i love Mcdonald's french fries)...ahh...i have to emulate you right? (NOOooooo.........thats evil).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Today is the day whereby there is a match against the 4 big giants in the english football league. Arsenal, chelsea, liv and man u. Yes, what am i doing at home blogging about it instead of watching it? Because the bf went out with his buddies...claiming that i will be bored. Yes, time to make him pay for neglecting me on a sunday night! yes, i want that Coach bag...not the small itsy bitsy size you dumb ass...the bigger one..(points to the one on the top shelf)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Alright...best to stop here..another time when inspiration struck me again, and i shall write my thoughts :) christmas is coming soon ppl... plus its the year end mega sale.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15667827-2662184349700228362?l=confusedmouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confusedmouse.blogspot.com/feeds/2662184349700228362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15667827&amp;postID=2662184349700228362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15667827/posts/default/2662184349700228362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15667827/posts/default/2662184349700228362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confusedmouse.blogspot.com/2007/12/on-roll.html' title='on a roll..'/><author><name>Crazy Klang Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12746374541299947377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14255968029308095739'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15667827.post-4944859417510344823</id><published>2007-12-14T14:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T15:43:21.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mix, mingle and match</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ah, yesterday was somewhat an eye opening experience. Something i didnt think i would do but because both my friends insist to check it out, i tag along. Its best to go since i gave my word i will rather than those two blacklist my name for every other event they can think off. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;The place was simple, clean and surprisingly weird for a restaurant/bar that smoking is prohibited inside but can be done at the adjoining cordoned off balcony. We went there surprisingly late because we were told to be there at 7.30 and still there were so little people at 8.15pm. We had dinner using their "entensive" menu. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Kick off to the event started with a game. I was given a piece of paper to write what is my favourite holiday destination and a flower i want to be. Guys got a different set of question btw. Ahh..i'm sure you guys know how this game works. The whole idea is to get to talk and ask questions. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Yes, 3 of us felt out of place because it seems like we were one of the youngest. I'm just there because i got dragged and S was just there for dinner thus ck was the one thats there to meet someone interesting. I hope he did, there were few eye candy (either i'm blind or there really is). He had good conversation with some of them i suppose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Thus, who did i meet? hahaha...a few guys. Hey, i'm not dressed to kill or drop dead georgeous ok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Guy 1 is the person who got my question and answer. Graduate highschool class of 93, quite a good looking indian chap from where i stay mind you. Highlight of the conversion "so, which year you graduated fr highschool?" I replied and looking at his expression he got a shocked of his freaking life. hahha....had a good laugh on that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Guy 2 was the person that i'm supposed to find and i only got him towards the end of the night. Its a straight forward guess because unless you know those characters in the drama "heroes" and a very unambitious car "golf gti", he's a very simple minded and down to earth guy. We had good conversation but i think he's not so interesting. As i was about to leave the place because it was 11.30pm on a weekday and we have to work the next day, he was quite surprised because of my abrupt exit. Left him on the couch with his mouth hanging open.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Guy 3 was some 31 year old guy, is seeing someone but needed to come to one of this events to get his sanity. One cocky bastard which cant seems to stop asking me why am i there and am i seeing anyone, is S the person i'm seeing because we seems so close like we're a couple. This guy just dont believe my answers when i told him i'm here because my friends drag me, yes i'm seeing someone and happily dating him, no...S is not the person i'm seeing. He seems to have a bloody annoying gap, giving me tips that at my age i should see a few more guys like 3-4 before i settle down/get married, should try to give the live in couple concept a good try. Highlight of the evening with him was as i was about to leave the place he went like can we have a slow dance? i gave him a damn smart answer "i have two left foot and i dont tend to embarassed myself in front of a crowd" . Yes, i also learned that i should have just agreed with him so that he dont bore me down with more annoying questions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Guy 4 is a malay guy in his late twenties or early thirties. He's abit annoying because he goes on about wanting my number. He found our later from guy 3 that i was working in the same industry as him and that caught me. He has a very interesting job as a forex dealer. I wanted to work in that kind of line but I'm not sure i'm cut out for that kind of job because of all the risk involved. I'm risk adversed you see. I went on saying he's getting a high paying job. He agreed he get big bonuses. Too bad i was already on my way down the stairs. He passed me his number on my way out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Alright, that was the end of the night. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;My highlight of the night...is that I'm getting a bottle of perfume that i wanted at 50% off the shelf price. No, not expired products i suppose (cross my fingers), and no...its a christmas gift to myself. Seems like i'm pampering myself so much this days, bought myself a pair of levi's jeans, lingerie splurged that totalled to a few hundreds. I wanted to buy a new handphone after the bad incident where i sat on my pervious phone and caused the colour LCD to crack and render it unusable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And yes you one cell protozoa, thats your blog i'm referring to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15667827-4944859417510344823?l=confusedmouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confusedmouse.blogspot.com/feeds/4944859417510344823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15667827&amp;postID=4944859417510344823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15667827/posts/default/4944859417510344823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15667827/posts/default/4944859417510344823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confusedmouse.blogspot.com/2007/12/mix-mingle-and-match.html' title='mix, mingle and match'/><author><name>Crazy Klang Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12746374541299947377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14255968029308095739'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15667827.post-2896058323408649105</id><published>2007-12-12T17:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T18:09:39.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'>anticipation</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I've had a wonderful dinner last monday with my friends at a japanese restaurant. S brought up an advert that caught his eyes where The Attic was doing some promotion (meet,mingle and match). Booking must come in group of 3 and above. It's always the 3 of us hanging out thus to him its like a que that we have got to go and check that place out. S say he needs to hone his skill or he'll loose touch. Ck mentioned that he wants to have some networking. Me, i'm petrified doing this kind of stuff. I'm not exactly single but was told off by the two of them i'm not exactly married. And they went on telling they only have me left to complete the 3rd place. After much persuasion, i made a deal with them. I'll check the place out with them, If both of them ditch me to follow a girl home, I'm driving either one of their car back and no arguments on that. S book for 3 of us, and tomorrow is the event. Its dressed to kill, now i wonder what should i wear as I'm heading there straight after work?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15667827-2896058323408649105?l=confusedmouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confusedmouse.blogspot.com/feeds/2896058323408649105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15667827&amp;postID=2896058323408649105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15667827/posts/default/2896058323408649105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15667827/posts/default/2896058323408649105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confusedmouse.blogspot.com/2007/12/anticipation.html' title='anticipation'/><author><name>Crazy Klang Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12746374541299947377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14255968029308095739'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15667827.post-4540234688210661078</id><published>2007-12-09T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T23:14:49.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blog</title><content type='html'>wow...denied into reading someone's blog !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15667827-4540234688210661078?l=confusedmouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confusedmouse.blogspot.com/feeds/4540234688210661078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15667827&amp;postID=4540234688210661078' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15667827/posts/default/4540234688210661078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15667827/posts/default/4540234688210661078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confusedmouse.blogspot.com/2007/12/blog.html' title='blog'/><author><name>Crazy Klang Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12746374541299947377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14255968029308095739'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15667827.post-3758063267221153157</id><published>2007-11-22T16:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T17:04:45.452+08:00</updated><title type='text'>weight gain and whatnots</title><content type='html'>Ah, getting damn lazy to update this blog. Anyway, time really flies. The project cut over has been over and done. Teething problem crops up again and again. Interface failure is a damn big blow for our department because we rely heavily on this for reporting. I'm taken off the department I was doing the project as i told my boss, i want something thats not related to that for the time being(cut over and project ended already mah). Yup, got something easier and it was what i was doing last time before handing it over to someone else as i was roped in to do the project. Process improvement for another unrelated department. Plus, i was told i will be back up for the next phase of the project..sigh. No escape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw,I might be going down to Singapore. On a different note, its business cum leisure. There to attend a company dinner. might be able to meet up with lots of ppl i had contact with during the training in johor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've put on weight. Yes.. its bloody visible. Ppl laugh at how I look. Yuck, disgusting. I'm exercising.. Sigh, cutting down on food nowdays just won't help as I am having a sedentary lifestyle. Thus, i'm forced to exercise. Ah, on another note i actually have more boobs when i tried on my bikini cuz of the weight gain. damn happy! but then again, i must loose weight. I can still remember how my friend laugh at my weight gain.. sigh. lose lose situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright...best to stop here. till next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15667827-3758063267221153157?l=confusedmouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confusedmouse.blogspot.com/feeds/3758063267221153157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15667827&amp;postID=3758063267221153157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15667827/posts/default/3758063267221153157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15667827/posts/default/3758063267221153157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confusedmouse.blogspot.com/2007/11/weight-gain-and-whatnots.html' title='weight gain and whatnots'/><author><name>Crazy Klang Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12746374541299947377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14255968029308095739'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15667827.post-3537656728796632601</id><published>2007-11-05T10:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T11:42:40.785+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random notes</title><content type='html'>I'm still waiting for my reports. Its getting boring chasing IT for the reports everyday. Sigh, its after cut-over and i still finish work late. Depressing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My company will be having their annual dinner this coming saturday. Theme is traditional and I bought a sexy halter neck Qipao / cheongsam or whatever you may call it. Ah,come this Saturday you can see the fat girl in that and yes, I may brainwash my friends to come pick me up so that we can go strutt around town and paint it red! Crap, how come my Cheongsam dont have a high slit one!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in dire need of a holiday off somewhere..anywhere away from work. I heard Krabi Island is a good spot.Imagine not having raya holiday when everyone was away from the department and I have to slock for the good of the rest of them...wht sense is this. Walking down from central market during raya was also an eye opener. There were so many foreigners mingling about the area, that it makes me feel i'm in indonesia, nepal, bangladesh..take your pick.I want the compensated HOLIDAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As i read this article, it makes my heart do a flip flop. That was one of the sweetest proposal http://www.minishorts.net/2007/10/27/twenty-seven/#more-949&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This coming month, I have seen alot more invites to a wedding than any other month combined. My heart did a double take when fuzzy informs me that his older brother is getting married. Yeah, it sounds crazy to me because he is a year older than fuzzy. Thus making it a grand age of 26. I saw Jeff last night, and he asked me the oddest question " Is it hard to write a divorce letter?" that nearly send me into a cardiac arrest. My retort was " it involves legality when you want to get a divorce. Not as simple as sending her a letter" Oh my, i forgotten to add the part where she gets half of everything you own!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh btw, I have tried the donuts at J.CO &amp; coffee. Its nice especially when one eats it fresh. I think Fuzzy bought me all the famous ones, Al Caponne , Coco Loco bla bla.. yup, thats how I put on weight apart from the sedentary life style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya i know, i should go join the gym or something.. I will i suppose. Its a matter of getting off the couch/bed/office chair and lay off those donuts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still remember my tuition teachers. Some of the best time i had in life was highschool. We would play beat the clock after schooling hours, rushing home and then rushing like mad on the bicycle halfway across town for tuition. I have friends who is still in their uniform at 7pm when school finishes at 1.20pm. I can always recall Mr Prasad's joke on add maths "why you all bother to come to tuition when all you guys do is memperbaiki tulisan?" etc.. he was really inspirational. Thats how i got my A1. I hated maths, what more add maths. I suppose, the only time i really pay attention was during the revision classes he conducted. He scare the hell out of me how little I understood add maths. And that was when i started doing revision paper homework. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my friends during high school times...enough said.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15667827-3537656728796632601?l=confusedmouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confusedmouse.blogspot.com/feeds/3537656728796632601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15667827&amp;postID=3537656728796632601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15667827/posts/default/3537656728796632601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15667827/posts/default/3537656728796632601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confusedmouse.blogspot.com/2007/11/random-notes.html' title='random notes'/><author><name>Crazy Klang Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12746374541299947377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14255968029308095739'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15667827.post-2902436280421795552</id><published>2007-10-11T00:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T00:16:12.874+08:00</updated><title type='text'>B2B</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a211/crazymgsgirl/shermanme.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is an avid social clubber in Singapore. Too bad I don't live there! I miss you guys...&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; The stuff that we do were hilarious.. hope work send me down to Singapore more often after this project ends..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15667827-2902436280421795552?l=confusedmouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confusedmouse.blogspot.com/feeds/2902436280421795552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15667827&amp;postID=2902436280421795552' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15667827/posts/default/2902436280421795552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15667827/posts/default/2902436280421795552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confusedmouse.blogspot.com/2007/10/b2b.html' title='B2B'/><author><name>Crazy Klang Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12746374541299947377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14255968029308095739'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15667827.post-347208138425887438</id><published>2007-10-10T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T00:09:55.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>picture worth a thousand words</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a211/crazymgsgirl/grad1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a211/crazymgsgirl/grad2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;It seems this event was way back but due to the lack of activity at this site, i didnt upload them. Anyway some of my few good friends back in college days. Seems like time has past so fast. I miss those days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone of those in the picture above seems to have secure a job in a prestigious company. One work for Accenture with an accounting and finance business degree doing programing etc, another is an auditor in one of the big four accounting firm, one works for Loreal Malaysia, another is an auditor in an audit firm and last but not least one that works in a bank Singapore owned bank.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;I miss waking up late, going to college, having long tea breaks when there is not class in between, the library and computer lab, heartbreaks stories that we shared and the carefree life i had back then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15667827-347208138425887438?l=confusedmouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confusedmouse.blogspot.com/feeds/347208138425887438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15667827&amp;postID=347208138425887438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15667827/posts/default/347208138425887438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15667827/posts/default/347208138425887438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confusedmouse.blogspot.com/2007/10/picture-worth-thousand-words.html' title='picture worth a thousand words'/><author><name>Crazy Klang Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12746374541299947377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14255968029308095739'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15667827.post-8472258534798810330</id><published>2007-08-29T08:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-29T09:55:24.522+08:00</updated><title type='text'>merdeka and what nots</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Independance day celebration is around the corner. I have been having a free view of the 3 days full dressed rehearsal with helicopters and etc. It was indeed a good one because its a once a year affair and we get to watch it from the view of the 12th floor. Everthing is loud and clear, from the announcement to the music to the formation on the field, fighter jet planes to army tanks..i bet you those watching from ground level cant see the formation well. Oh well, working here we will have the privilleage to see this every year if the celebration is being held in KL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;A friend of mine sms me this morning asking me what it means if he had a dream where his nose hair is down till his chin. That sms manage to put a silly grin on my face... it was freaking hilarious at 9am. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Was talking to my friend and he randomly said that he wants to go down to Malacca on thursday night. I might go along if they call me. Why would I do that? cuz its damn random :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Some random thing happen during meeting the other day. A phrase pop up "chicken fly, monkey die" What's that I found myself asking the person next to me..she replied saying it might be bird flu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;I think i need to go shopping for a cheongsam because I dont have one and I need one for the company's annual dinner. Fuzzy had it all plan on what colour, the length and to the design that i should buy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyway, fuzzy's been out of town near to a month already. Another weekend without him but should suit me just fine i suppose as I have so many drama to catch up on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Alright gtg, tata you all...happy merdeka malaysia...its your 50th anniversary :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15667827-8472258534798810330?l=confusedmouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confusedmouse.blogspot.com/feeds/8472258534798810330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15667827&amp;postID=8472258534798810330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15667827/posts/default/8472258534798810330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15667827/posts/default/8472258534798810330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confusedmouse.blogspot.com/2007/08/merdeka-and-what-nots.html' title='merdeka and what nots'/><author><name>Crazy Klang Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12746374541299947377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14255968029308095739'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15667827.post-3897285313908202613</id><published>2007-08-27T09:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-27T10:54:35.885+08:00</updated><title type='text'>weekly updates</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;A week has gone by just in a blink of an eye. Now is the start of a new week with so much work to catch up and time flies like a concorde jet plane (although now there is no more concorde). Meeting eats up my time, I'm left with after 7pm to catch up on whatever work and email I must reply. Its so sick in the working world. I use to laugh at how my ex room mate was a workaholic, at how my close friends in taylors while doing her internship claims she forgot to eat her lunch because she is too caught up with her work and here I am, doing exactly the same thing as what i vow not to do... haahha..the irony of life, it comes and bite you in the ass when you least expects it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;This week we will all work 4 days a week. But of course exception comes in a different form like annual leave applied so you will work lesser days in the week. Ahhh...what a bliss but of course I can't subject myself to this kind of annual leave application. The guilt that eats away because I leave my SG counterparts to do my share of the project work. With UAT payment workflow testing and another environment for conversion testing, too much work needs to be done. I want to go for a holiday ...arrrggghhhh...........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15667827-3897285313908202613?l=confusedmouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confusedmouse.blogspot.com/feeds/3897285313908202613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15667827&amp;postID=3897285313908202613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15667827/posts/default/3897285313908202613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15667827/posts/default/3897285313908202613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confusedmouse.blogspot.com/2007/08/weekly-updates.html' title='weekly updates'/><author><name>Crazy Klang Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12746374541299947377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14255968029308095739'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15667827.post-2621201596194413102</id><published>2007-08-15T12:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:12:21.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anniversary</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_--BvyYsQz-o/RsKBveNhAzI/AAAAAAAAAAk/yCHbiq2e0OE/s1600-h/IMG_0046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098780380700410674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_--BvyYsQz-o/RsKBveNhAzI/AAAAAAAAAAk/yCHbiq2e0OE/s320/IMG_0046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;2 years. Time really flies. It looks like just last year we started dating. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Happy 2nd Anniversary !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15667827-2621201596194413102?l=confusedmouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confusedmouse.blogspot.com/feeds/2621201596194413102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15667827&amp;postID=2621201596194413102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15667827/posts/default/2621201596194413102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15667827/posts/default/2621201596194413102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confusedmouse.blogspot.com/2007/08/anniversary.html' title='Anniversary'/><author><name>Crazy Klang Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12746374541299947377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14255968029308095739'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_--BvyYsQz-o/RsKBveNhAzI/AAAAAAAAAAk/yCHbiq2e0OE/s72-c/IMG_0046.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15667827.post-6358781193533577891</id><published>2007-08-14T14:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T15:04:16.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>surprise</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;I've got Fuzzy a surprise. But he's away for this coming 5 days till next monday. Not too sure whether he will like it or not. Whatever it is, I hope he does, or I'll give him a knock on his head :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Poor Fuzzy lost his wallet... and to rub salt to his wound, manchester united only had a draw for that game that night. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15667827-6358781193533577891?l=confusedmouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confusedmouse.blogspot.com/feeds/6358781193533577891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15667827&amp;postID=6358781193533577891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15667827/posts/default/6358781193533577891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15667827/posts/default/6358781193533577891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confusedmouse.blogspot.com/2007/08/surprise.html' title='surprise'/><author><name>Crazy Klang Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12746374541299947377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14255968029308095739'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15667827.post-8438445669668474797</id><published>2007-08-10T09:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-10T10:13:06.422+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ramblings</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I feel like i have no time for myself. I want to finish reading the Harry Porter book, I want to finish watching the korean drama, I want to finish watching "House MD", I want to have more time to sleep. Sigh, life is so boring. I can't wait to go for course next week. At least I know I wont have to worry about the project for two days. Looking at things, I bet you my boss will tell me to get a replacement for that course. The project is a pain in the ass. Looking at things, the cut over live date will be moved again and our KPI will be affected.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Its friday already and I cant wait for tomorrow sleep in time. I hope they don't run EOD this weekend or not I have to come back to work on sunday all because of timeline thats a moving target. Everyday I look forward for lunch time. Yes, its getting me fat and I have to loose this weight soon or not I'll balloon like a fried sausage. Liquid diet should do the trick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I've finally got a semi permanent work station at the office. Its located on another floor. But then again at least I won't have to be a nomad, walking around with the laptop finding for a place to sit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Fuzzy's doing events this holiday and lately he have no time for me. I'm suppose to plan tomorrow's activity. Probably we'll go have dinner somewhere. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My blog is pretty boring lately. It seems like Uncle took down his website already. Its been such a long time since i talked to him online. I suppose this is what working life does to people. But then again we should not take friends for granted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15667827-8438445669668474797?l=confusedmouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confusedmouse.blogspot.com/feeds/8438445669668474797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15667827&amp;postID=8438445669668474797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15667827/posts/default/8438445669668474797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15667827/posts/default/8438445669668474797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confusedmouse.blogspot.com/2007/08/ramblings.html' title='Ramblings'/><author><name>Crazy Klang Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12746374541299947377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14255968029308095739'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry></feed>