<?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-31905129</id><updated>2011-11-28T07:26:15.504+08:00</updated><category term='ranting'/><category term='wishes'/><category term='birthdays'/><category term='life project'/><category term='word of the day'/><category term='dreams'/><category term='current mood'/><category term='for laughs'/><category term='personal'/><category term='wish list'/><category term='trips'/><category term='movies'/><category term='about work'/><category term='thoughts'/><category term='random stuff'/><category term='updates'/><category term='love life'/><category term='ponders'/><category term='daily happenings'/><title type='text'>growing up all over again</title><subtitle type='html'>a lil something about my life</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>siah</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>173</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31905129.post-777247196895258849</id><published>2011-01-24T15:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T15:37:03.799+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>Hello from Singapore.</title><content type='html'>I'm writing this down in an company apartment belongs to a friend in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just had an interview and I have no confidence at all if I shall be employed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But having all that said, Singapore is a place where I want to work and grow my career in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The country's system might not be perfect. There are a lot of details that within this short amount of time I've been here that I definitely failed to realize. However, this place intrigues me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brain have not been functioning at this capacity for awhile now. The passion to do well in life once again started to burn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attempts shall be continuously made so that I can land a job in Singapore. Or any other country for the matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being away from comfort zone really do changes things. With limited resources, a person grows much more faster. When you have your own to depend on, you can only make it. That would be the only choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can but only wait for the call of good news from the company. It is time to diversify and venture out to another field.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking for a company and a place that recognizes my potentials and would willing to trust in my capacity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, I really need your divine intervention on this one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31905129-777247196895258849?l=cksiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/feeds/777247196895258849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31905129&amp;postID=777247196895258849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/777247196895258849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/777247196895258849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/2011/01/hello-from-singapore.html' title='Hello from Singapore.'/><author><name>siah</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-31905129.post-8565733048801997271</id><published>2011-01-10T04:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T04:17:39.931+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>2011. Happy New Year</title><content type='html'>Aging is such an immovable force.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can only but grow older by the years watching youth fade away so as my energy diminishing little by little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time became harder to grasp as years gone by, was so alarmed by it that I can't help but wanting to slow everything down, hoping to gain control of time. I figured, if I were to plan and to live life as meaningful and purposeful as possible, I could some how slow time down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Achievements in life, now I know the significance. I understand why are they important. Not to prove to anyone about my ability, but rather to use them to leave a dent in this course of life. As a marker, a proof that I've once lived through my youth. That I was once young before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rather funny having this post coming from someone who have not even hit 27 years of age. Yet inside of me, I felt I've lived through decades of this journey called life. Experiencing the ups and downs that some could never imagine of going through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still trying to make a spot for myself in this place called life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rushed through most moments in life failing to embrace each and every emotions and feelings before letting them fade away. Regrets are mostly what I have in my pocket. However, giving up is not likely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't give up. At least not that easily. So in this year 2011, lets make some changes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets make this year slightly different than those that have passed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, I need all the help I can get from above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In all those elements found in life may it be love, wealth, health and so forth, help me to make a difference in myself. Presenting to my loved ones a better me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can but only do all I can within my insignificant capability and to pray for divine intervention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy new year 2011. Here goes...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31905129-8565733048801997271?l=cksiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/feeds/8565733048801997271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31905129&amp;postID=8565733048801997271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/8565733048801997271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/8565733048801997271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/2011/01/2011-happy-new-year.html' title='2011. Happy New Year'/><author><name>siah</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-31905129.post-1356461825206721664</id><published>2010-09-02T01:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-03T20:07:30.750+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='current mood'/><title type='text'>Challenging year ahead</title><content type='html'>For the coming 1 year, it is really going to be a struggle for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not one who can hide feelings well nor can I do things that are against how I really feel constantly for too long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet if this is what it takes, I really do think it is worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no guarantee to the outcome. Yet I would choose to believe whatever happens, even though it is my fleshly desires that are making the decisions, God will somehow set the destination right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How ever much I would deviate from the intended course that God wanted me to (am not saying I am already deviating or will be deviating) I trust in His constant guidance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My only prayer is that I come out a better person loving and fearing God more, and at the same time, I can bring a special person back to His kingdom through His divine intervention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is something that I know not very well of. Hence wait is the only thing left for me to do. Care and concerns will be poured out to an acceptable extent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the special person who will be reading this in due time, do whatever it takes to go back to God. A relationship with Him is worth any struggles and sacrifice for His grace and mercy are ever new and He shall be the only pillar, the only rock foundation that will not waver when we need strength and comfort in times of need. Do not wait any longer. We really wouldn't know when will we meet our end for this portion of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are no substances nor relationships that could replace Him. Do not look at wrong places to fill the emptiness within you for only He could do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My prayer is that your own convictions will be strong enough to spur you back to God again and in the same time start visiting churches and find one which you can confide in and learn more of His word and teachings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well its almost 2 a.m. I better head home from office. Long day ahead tomorrow and I believe I need the extra hours of rest.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31905129-1356461825206721664?l=cksiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/feeds/1356461825206721664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31905129&amp;postID=1356461825206721664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/1356461825206721664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/1356461825206721664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/2010/09/challenging-year-ahead.html' title='Challenging year ahead'/><author><name>siah</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-31905129.post-8087783655785058121</id><published>2010-07-20T13:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T13:28:49.508+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Was it too fast or was it love?</title><content type='html'>"Love is a temporary madness. It erupts like an earthquake and then subsides. And when it subsides you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have become so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the promulgation of promises of eternal passion. That is just being "in love" which any of us can convince ourselves we are. Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away, and this is both an art and a fortunate accident. Your mother and I had it, we had roots that grew towards each other underground, and when all the pretty blossom had fallen from our branches we found that we were one tree and not two." &lt;br /&gt;-St. Augustine&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31905129-8087783655785058121?l=cksiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/feeds/8087783655785058121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31905129&amp;postID=8087783655785058121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/8087783655785058121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/8087783655785058121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/2010/07/love-is-temporary-madness.html' title='Was it too fast or was it love?'/><author><name>siah</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-31905129.post-1632961649182718220</id><published>2010-07-19T16:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T16:20:22.789+08:00</updated><title type='text'>alwaysbettertousebrain...</title><content type='html'>Spent the night a friend's place trying to ease the job load.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went through a long night of manual typing, dozing off in between and gave myself a very very very very stiff neck during the process and finally manage to finish tons of repetitive key jamming actions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little that I know, there are actually easier ways to do them without having to put myself through the agony if I were to just use a little bit of thought into it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felt ever so silly at this point.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31905129-1632961649182718220?l=cksiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/feeds/1632961649182718220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31905129&amp;postID=1632961649182718220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/1632961649182718220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/1632961649182718220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/2010/07/alwaysbettertousebrain.html' title='alwaysbettertousebrain...'/><author><name>siah</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-31905129.post-2480244670093577378</id><published>2010-07-02T14:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T16:54:44.495+08:00</updated><title type='text'>macbeth</title><content type='html'>macbeth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poor macbeth. became a regicide just to be killed in return. he was nothing but yet another sacrifice for a bigger play. but was it all a blame on fate or destiny? or was it because he took seriously the words of 3 witches that came out of no where?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;would things play out differently?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and lady macbeth, if her husband did not tell her about what the witches have said, then would she be saved from a tragic death?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is a sad story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;makes you ponder, to achieve greatness, how far would you willing to sacrifice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what would you trade for riches, power, success and fame?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;would you jeopardize your family's safety?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;would you jeopardize what is right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;would you be like adam and eve and give in to tempting ideas and words and then having the rest of the decendants paying for their sins?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;would that greatness or the satisfaction of getting the "throne" be worthy of all these?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to each their own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for me, nothing beats family time, nothing beats being there for your loved ones when they are in need, no greatness is greater than being capable and available to be there to take care and accompany your family. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, that is just me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31905129-2480244670093577378?l=cksiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/feeds/2480244670093577378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31905129&amp;postID=2480244670093577378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/2480244670093577378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/2480244670093577378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/2010/07/macbeth.html' title='macbeth'/><author><name>siah</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-31905129.post-6495924823434306271</id><published>2010-04-07T21:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T21:45:26.428+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ranting'/><title type='text'>oneofthosesighdays</title><content type='html'>as i am constantly trying to get my family out of the lower income kais pagi makan pagi state and heading no where, i went home to find myself a surprise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a new second hand car. wow, look at how contradictory the sentence phrase new second hand car is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no i didn't buy a car, but my dad did. but we already have a used car? so now we ended up having 5 cars at home. well 3 cars, 1 truck (belongs to dad's company) and a van.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reason for buying the car? so that my sister can drive to college and my mom doesn't have to fetch her up and down with the existing car. wait a minute, there seems to be an issue here. the thing is, buy a second hand car to replace another second hand car that is still functional. hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spent 20+ thousand for a 3 years old Atos. good buy or not, as much as i want to be supportive of my parents decision, the heck my sister just can't drive the manual which i've been driving for umpteen years? reasons there are many, few of them are 1) its manual 2) its hard to drive since no power steering 3) etc... bla bla bla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but have it occurred to any of them, beggars don't choose?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok we are not beggars, we probably can afford a 20+ thousand new second hand car. but... to buy it now? gah... and in cash. OMG. my dad just cut himself 20+ thousand loose. which he could use it for investment. not something like a new second hand car. furthermore my mom and sister didn't really complain about not having a car and if mom is tired and sick of fetching my sister around then its up to my sister to suck it up and drive the old charade until she can afford to pay for installment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why is it that they don't understand how much of waste it is to dump 20+ thousand for a used car! GOSH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not pissed at any of my family members but more of the idea of spending 20+ thousand on a piece of used crap that will deficit by the seconds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh the frustration! do they even know how long they can survive with the 20+ thousand if in future there is any mishaps? darn it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm throwing in the towel for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry for the rant. but i have to. i need to. if only there is a certain someone who would just give me a pat on the back or maybe even a hug. gah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant wait till this saturday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31905129-6495924823434306271?l=cksiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/feeds/6495924823434306271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31905129&amp;postID=6495924823434306271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/6495924823434306271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/6495924823434306271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/2010/04/oneofthosesighdays.html' title='oneofthosesighdays'/><author><name>siah</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-31905129.post-3686869292034000472</id><published>2010-03-30T00:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T00:18:50.633+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>hmm...</title><content type='html'>many thanks to you whom reminded me that I actually have a blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my days are still the same repetitive routine.&lt;br /&gt;wait a minute, its not.&lt;br /&gt;i've actually had many interesting and new experiences for the past months.&lt;br /&gt;in turn, much moolas have been invested into the entertainment and F&amp;amp;B industry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been a true blue drunkard (the one that you actually vomits) once.&lt;br /&gt;i've been into a club twice. first time still shy and didn't really enjoyed myself. the second time, i had a blast.&lt;br /&gt;i've been socializing pretty well. been told that i do have rather good pr skills. if those times are not alcohol induced, then i can probably start thinking about changing my forte.&lt;br /&gt;i've been to my first ever korean course. korean language is one tough rock. not recommended to just anybody.&lt;br /&gt;i've been to my first belly dance performance.&lt;br /&gt;i've actually drove down to KL and found my way around for the first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. those are actually things i've been doing for the past months. but i also realize there are things that needs to be done. serious things. need to get down to those too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to the bolder me who is coming out of my closet - i say cheers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31905129-3686869292034000472?l=cksiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/feeds/3686869292034000472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31905129&amp;postID=3686869292034000472' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/3686869292034000472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/3686869292034000472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/2010/03/hmm.html' title='hmm...'/><author><name>siah</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31905129.post-8568755919609715605</id><published>2010-03-05T11:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T11:16:47.008+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random stuff'/><title type='text'>Random 01</title><content type='html'>words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;expressions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;experiences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meaningless till you have an audience.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31905129-8568755919609715605?l=cksiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/feeds/8568755919609715605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31905129&amp;postID=8568755919609715605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/8568755919609715605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/8568755919609715605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/2010/03/random-01.html' title='Random 01'/><author><name>siah</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-31905129.post-8925036936090180523</id><published>2010-01-27T16:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T16:00:51.419+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>Call it sacrifice or...</title><content type='html'>Often in a relationship. Any relationship for that matter. We use the word sacrifice a lot. We often claim that we are not expecting any form of returns for the sacrifices made but how far true is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moment we use the word sacrifice, evidently part of us are expecting at least gratitude. If the sacrifices made are not mutual or equal, in a long run, like it or not, it will cause both the giver and the receiver to bear a certain invisible burden called stress. Straining the relationship. If not dealt with, the relationship will shatter in pieces under the enormous built up of stress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess what needs to be realized is that all actions that are done for the sake of the other party, we need to do it with pride. For example, I'm proud to have watched a chic flick with you even though I don't like it. I'm proud to chauffeur you around from one end of the world to the other just because I have the privilege to do so and so on and so forth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't quite make sense perhaps. Think about it. A couple tell each other that they love one another. So what else in the world would be more important but to run simple errands for one another? The act itself is simple but the underlying happiness and the acknowledging of each party in one's life is not. You don't run around doing errands together with just anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends that tags along are often close friends, family members that tags along are often siblings whom you have a stronger bond with etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There should not be any hidden agendas when we do something for people we truly love, people who truly matters.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31905129-8925036936090180523?l=cksiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/feeds/8925036936090180523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31905129&amp;postID=8925036936090180523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/8925036936090180523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/8925036936090180523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/2010/01/call-it-sacrifice-or.html' title='Call it sacrifice or...'/><author><name>siah</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-31905129.post-4624108295821237577</id><published>2010-01-18T16:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T16:31:10.130+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random stuff'/><title type='text'>Chuck</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.relevantmagazine.com/images/stories/article_zac3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.relevantmagazine.com/images/stories/article_zac3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;“To me, it’s not rocket science. Go about your day putting your faith in God and standing on truth. It’s pretty easy: are you a jerk or not? Are you doing things to benefit you, or others? Are you available to be part of the solution and not the problem? Walk in love and that opens some doors of dialogue. How about just starting to talk and see where it goes? I don’t think there’s any clock on it—your life is God’s, so let Him do as He wills with it.” ~ Zac Levi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Taken from Zac Levi's interview by &lt;a href="http://www.relevantmag.com/culture/tv/features/19756-the-life-and-faith-of-zac-levi"&gt;RelevantMag&lt;/a&gt;. Inspiring. A practical take on what faith is. Simple yet hard to really follow through since most of the time we do a lot of things in the spur of a moment without putting much thought about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why think when you can wing it some might say.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31905129-4624108295821237577?l=cksiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/feeds/4624108295821237577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31905129&amp;postID=4624108295821237577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/4624108295821237577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/4624108295821237577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/2010/01/chuck.html' title='Chuck'/><author><name>siah</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-31905129.post-7442455593620755906</id><published>2010-01-14T00:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T00:41:43.388+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleepless in...</title><content type='html'>I need to start sleeping properly again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend reminded me that I have actually less than 6 hours of sleep everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were doing something productive then it would be called hardworking, go-getter, focused on career.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the least I can do is to start taking care of my own body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even the blind massues in Hotel Mexico told me that I'm lacking of real sleep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always wonder, am I among friends or am I among a bunch of hyennas. Who can be trusted and who can't? How would anyone determine that? Personal experience? What if things went out of hand while you are testing the waters of how far to trust some one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, can't know for sure and no point giving it too much thought. We will never really know what the other party is thinking. It is up to us to be wise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in the mood again to randomly type out my thoughts. The unprocessed ones... or at least thoughts with minimum filter. Can't be sharing too much personal info, I keep them for really close friends, it's exclusive. I think it is only fair since trust needed to be gained and if every Tom, Dick and Harry would know about whats going on my mind, it is just so wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am still burning my time away in the current company. O'opportunity, whereth art thou!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31905129-7442455593620755906?l=cksiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/feeds/7442455593620755906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31905129&amp;postID=7442455593620755906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/7442455593620755906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/7442455593620755906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/2010/01/sleepless-in.html' title='Sleepless in...'/><author><name>siah</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-31905129.post-8772385045488399007</id><published>2010-01-08T11:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T11:36:52.954+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random stuff'/><title type='text'>5 months 3 weeks is not a long time</title><content type='html'>lalalalalalala...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday is not a shyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like matt says it, HARUMPH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, have several stuff going on my head just thought of pen-typing them down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signs and Signals, sometimes you will find them when you stop searching. It'll be just right infront of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True love and Self, both variables are undefinable. too much potentials, scale too large. uncertainties are just too great. sometimes no point thinking into things too much. appreciate and enjoy it while it lasts. both true love and self are hard to come by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have not read much book in my entire life. No fancy words nor owning writings to jot down the instinctive insights that i have brewed inside of me through life's experience. life have not been fair to me thus far but nontheless God is still good. i'm not lacking at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok thats about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31905129-8772385045488399007?l=cksiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/feeds/8772385045488399007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31905129&amp;postID=8772385045488399007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/8772385045488399007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/8772385045488399007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/2010/01/5-months-3-weeks-is-not-long-time.html' title='5 months 3 weeks is not a long time'/><author><name>siah</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-31905129.post-7902980085782895112</id><published>2010-01-04T02:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T02:14:15.482+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about work'/><title type='text'>Back to Segiempat Satu</title><content type='html'>Suck ar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end turn down the other job. Pay is just too low and the risk involved are just too great. If I am an orphan and have nothing to care about in this world then I would go in head on already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet I am not. So have to consider for my family as well. Not that I don't like taking risks, trust me, I took a biggest risk in my life last year and end up still paying for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll just&amp;nbsp; have to have a stronger resolve in getting the certification myself and have a fulfilling 2010. Improving myself in anyway possible. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2009 was alright. Spending first 9 months caring, loving and sacrifising and being passionate. I actually neglected a lot of other priorities.Yet I know it is worth all that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was the only passionate moment I have. Hope I will have more moments like these in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weird, ask me what I am passionate about in life, for now I'll tell you I'm most passionate when I was going out with my ex. You know how when you are a small kid and when you wake up on your birthday and there's a present next to your bed (I never experienced that before by the way), that was how I felt every single day when I was with my ex. Cool eh &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, I'm pretty laid back and accomodating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like being simple. But I also like money. So I somehow have to earn lotsa money by being simple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who says simplicity is easy?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31905129-7902980085782895112?l=cksiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/feeds/7902980085782895112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31905129&amp;postID=7902980085782895112' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/7902980085782895112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/7902980085782895112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/2010/01/back-to-segiempat-satu.html' title='Back to Segiempat Satu'/><author><name>siah</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-31905129.post-1794226583037760096</id><published>2009-12-29T02:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T02:39:41.637+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about work'/><title type='text'>It is decided.</title><content type='html'>Have been applying for jobs for the pass few months. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for 3 interviews.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both 3 was an eye opener. And well, had my fair share of being slapped on the face by reality for being ill equipped with the necessary skills to sell myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A manager for one of these company called me this afternoon and offered me a job with a pay cut. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend told me that I should consider where my passion lies and then only pursue towards the career path because it will be back to square one if I don't fully enjoy what I am doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing is, I don't really have passion. At least not anymore. The only time I was really passionate and was willing to give my entire life into working things out is when I was still together with my previous girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, I've never really have anything that I truly enjoyed doing. I don't mind doing anything or everything but I just don't feel the excitement. Maybe because of that, I'm such a bore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bumi company + pay cut + unknown benefits + unknown passion = hell no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in the end I decided to dive head in and give it a good try. Gosh, I seriously have no idea how to pay for my expenses with this pay cut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always been not too bright. And a tad bit too straight forward. One day my downfall might be caused by that.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I need to learn how to have fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31905129-1794226583037760096?l=cksiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/feeds/1794226583037760096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31905129&amp;postID=1794226583037760096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/1794226583037760096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/1794226583037760096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/2009/12/it-is-decided.html' title='It is decided.'/><author><name>siah</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-31905129.post-1468357532250734162</id><published>2009-12-21T11:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T11:39:08.790+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ranting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life project'/><title type='text'>A Not So Dull 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.mccullagh.org/db9/1ds-14/christmas-tree-with-presents.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 512px; height: 768px;" src="http://www.mccullagh.org/db9/1ds-14/christmas-tree-with-presents.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Year end is closing in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2010 dropping by like 2009 was just yesterday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sweet sour bitter of 2009 will remain as valuable experiences and memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas to all and just in case I party too hard, have a great new year as well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quarter of a decade and I think this time, I really need a sound resolution for the year 2010. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on, how long can a dude chill when his career is not even built?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Discipline. Need tons of them. Lots of things need to be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will take time to plan out 2010. Won't be having a super uber packed 2010 but at least there are things that I want to achieve by the time it ends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why waste life when you can enjoy it to the fullest with a little bit of goals and objectives in the end?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make it a fruitful year. Every single bit. Realize the reality of when time flies, boy do these suckers fly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the drawing board for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God! Guidance, Wisdom, Grace, Blessings and Mercy from you puhleeeze!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Lifeeeeeee... oooooooh.... life...."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31905129-1468357532250734162?l=cksiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/feeds/1468357532250734162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31905129&amp;postID=1468357532250734162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/1468357532250734162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/1468357532250734162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/2009/12/year-end-is-closing-in.html' title='A Not So Dull 2009'/><author><name>siah</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-31905129.post-1936933610663322143</id><published>2009-09-07T20:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T20:58:52.604+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='current mood'/><title type='text'>One Way Ticket To The Blue</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.tommymarkham.com/OPG/Heart_Break_Hotel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 409px;" src="http://www.tommymarkham.com/OPG/Heart_Break_Hotel.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It happened 3 days ago. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a bright Saturday morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dreaded phone call finally arrive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 10 minutes worth of conversation, a relationship that lasted 9 months is officially ended by the other party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Initial reaction was "What did I do wrong?" and "Are there ways that we can work this out?" but deep down inside, I know there is not much left to be done or said. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was nobody's fault, just that someone decided to let circumstances get the better of them and I am no longer the priority. I was not the priority to begin with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pain grips my heart. At this point, I can only suppress my emotions by reasoning and concluded I am just not good enough. No looks, no career, no money, no nothing. I don't even have the character to boot, don't even mention intelligence. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was too careless to think that I've found my match and place all hope, emotions, energy and love into the relationship. Brought the love boat to overgear and before I know it, crash, boom, bang...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet there are no resentment towards her. I loved her and I still do. And am trying constantly to uphold my composure especially when I'm with her, my now new found friend. Caring for her as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only thing I can ask of her is to have patience and just bear with me as I slowly recover from this disaster. I don't mind the extra effort of taking her under my wings, I don't have to but my heart says it is only right to do so. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, she assumed yet again. And decided on behalf of me that I don't want to talk to her face to face and that I don't have any obligation at all to continue taking care of her. In fact, she even apologize for breaking up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I don't know if you are reading this. If you do then let me tell you this again, you don't have to apologize for breaking up. You are free to choose the path you want to take. Don't feel sorry for me because I will get over this according to my own time. Just do me a favor and be a friend, and try to understand that for the time being I'm going to be blue for awhile because you gave me a one way ticket to heartbreak hotel. Corny, I know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll survive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31905129-1936933610663322143?l=cksiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/feeds/1936933610663322143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31905129&amp;postID=1936933610663322143' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/1936933610663322143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/1936933610663322143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/2009/09/one-way-ticket-to-blue.html' title='One Way Ticket To The Blue'/><author><name>siah</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-31905129.post-5338179536806530899</id><published>2009-06-23T14:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T14:59:40.072+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='current mood'/><title type='text'>Fi Fly Fo Fum. Dum Dee Di Dumb.</title><content type='html'>We are living in a world that everybody thinks they know about life because they have met with some down tides before. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naturally, their every sentence will ring with philosophical terms along with poetic arrangements to it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bunch of noob ass that doesn't know anything about anything. I hate. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially those who impose their views on you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just because you have had bad experiences in life doesn't mean you have the right to pollute the younger generations with your skewed and skeptic mindset. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can always advice and give a pointer or two, but to misguide and then corrupt the very essence of purity of a young person's growing perspective is just overboard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mistake have no master, it belongs to everyone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is correct, while you are thinking that you are perfect, you are capable to screw up the next second. For all you know, you probably are screwing up right now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or you are so screwed up and realize that you are, that is why you are trying to screw everything up for everybody around you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fi Fly Fo Fum. Dum Dee Di Dumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or I am but just another noob ass who thinks I know it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every effing pun intended.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31905129-5338179536806530899?l=cksiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/feeds/5338179536806530899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31905129&amp;postID=5338179536806530899' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/5338179536806530899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/5338179536806530899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/2009/06/fi-fly-fo-fum-dum-dee-di-dumb.html' title='Fi Fly Fo Fum. Dum Dee Di Dumb.'/><author><name>siah</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-31905129.post-1741092910004268080</id><published>2009-03-17T10:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T10:24:37.736+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ranting'/><title type='text'>Help. Gastric. Pain. Ouch.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;*ouch*&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31905129-1741092910004268080?l=cksiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/feeds/1741092910004268080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31905129&amp;postID=1741092910004268080' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/1741092910004268080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/1741092910004268080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/2009/03/help-gastric-pain-ouch.html' title='Help. Gastric. Pain. Ouch.'/><author><name>siah</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-31905129.post-2650263435986505137</id><published>2009-03-13T11:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T11:43:06.268+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthdays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ranting'/><title type='text'>Updates on March!</title><content type='html'>My birthday was a peaceful one. Spent lunch with my lovely girlfriend and at night had a simple meal with mom and dad and a simple cake cutting ritual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cake was awesome, American Chocolate. Delicious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birthday aside, I have started going back to CG lately and am enjoying myself in the presents of God loving and fearing people. Something that I have neglected for quite a while now, wonder why I went MIA in the first place. Work, tiredness… etc, I think none of the excuses sounds right to me now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work have been getting slow lately. Worries me since I’m still under probation and if were to change job, it would be rather tough unless if I deviates from my current field. No point thinking about it now though, a step at a time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m getting fatter by the day! I was alarmed with I notice my belly is developing exceptionally well; hence it triggered me to pay the gym a visit. Will start to jog or hitting the gym frequently from now on, no way in hell that I want to have the same size belly as my dad! NEVER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a good chat with Metal recently about life and about almost everything under the sun. To conclude our conversation, I think all men are the same despite intelligence or experience. Only men will understand men. Even if it meant risking myself sounding like a gay but it is very true. We can understand each other’s worries without having to say much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, am sick and hungry now. Shivering in the office even after I put on my jacket. Can’t wait till lunch time. Roar!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31905129-2650263435986505137?l=cksiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/feeds/2650263435986505137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31905129&amp;postID=2650263435986505137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/2650263435986505137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/2650263435986505137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/2009/03/updates-on-march.html' title='Updates on March!'/><author><name>siah</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-31905129.post-3971463907462420984</id><published>2009-02-26T09:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T11:44:54.862+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ranting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='for laughs'/><title type='text'>Maths!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://picayune.uclick.com/comics/ch/2009/ch090218.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 417px; height: 93px;" src="http://picayune.uclick.com/comics/ch/2009/ch090218.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*click to enlarge*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I thought I was the only one with bad instincts while doing math. I guess the tiger is not very far off from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=.="&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31905129-3971463907462420984?l=cksiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/feeds/3971463907462420984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31905129&amp;postID=3971463907462420984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/3971463907462420984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/3971463907462420984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/2009/02/and-i-thought-i-was-only-one-with-bad.html' title='Maths!'/><author><name>siah</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-31905129.post-4733250788062090069</id><published>2009-02-24T17:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T17:38:28.181+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ponders'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='current mood'/><title type='text'>In the mood to write</title><content type='html'>It is told that never mingle around people who are unequally yolk too much because some how or rather, these people will drag you down to their level in due time. The process is so gradual that even after it happens, you’ll only be realizing it after your knees went too deep.&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Many of you might be having a judgmental opinion on the above paragraph - Arrogant. But I can assure you, it is nothing more but a sincere advice. Surely those who have been through such situation can attest to that. I for one, as non excellent as I am do fully agree with such an advice.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;People from different backgrounds often have these presets of view towards one another. Most of the time I find myself guilty for having such negative and unfair views embedded in me, it doesn’t even take me a blink of an eye to open my mouth and start spewing rubbish. Even though some of the time I might be correct, but it is the attitude of it that I despise myself for having. Sometimes I wonder if it is that important to be correct all the time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Hate myself the most when the irrationality part of me dies down and when I start to recall back all that happened in the day. Most of the time I would regret for having a more efficient mouth rather than a more efficient brain since all the negativity that comes out does not build nor construct but tears down and destroys. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;It is fascinating that 9 out of 10 people that I know have this “disease”, yet it is not entirely incurable. All we need is to be discipline in holding our tongues and have a more positive mindset towards life. That should do the trick. However to some, they are too warped in the space of negativity that they will never come back. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Sad huh?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Not really. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Since the solutions above mainly rely on ones discipline, there is this other element called faith. Faith entrusted to the mighty God Himself. Much practice is required before I can call myself a man with the faith of a mustard seed. With so much of distractions, laziness, compromising and complacency going around, faith and prayer would be the only weapon against all which is not of constructiveness. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Writer’s note:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Wasn’t too sure how to put down into words for the thoughts that have been running in my mind, this is the best that I can do for a little part of it. So till I can record down all that is locked away in my mind “vault”, take care and have a nice evening. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31905129-4733250788062090069?l=cksiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/feeds/4733250788062090069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31905129&amp;postID=4733250788062090069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/4733250788062090069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/4733250788062090069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/2009/02/in-mood-to-write.html' title='In the mood to write'/><author><name>siah</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-31905129.post-529725624279311079</id><published>2009-02-10T16:25:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T16:43:32.898+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about work'/><title type='text'>Happy CNY (Belated)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://purpletrail.com/partytrail/wp-content/themes/partytrail3/images/featured_chinese_newyear.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 300px;" src="http://purpletrail.com/partytrail/wp-content/themes/partytrail3/images/featured_chinese_newyear.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is already approaching the third week in my new job and from my last entry till now much have happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too much to tell too little time but nonetheless, these experiences are priceless. Not all are enjoyable but like I always say:" It is all part of the growing up process."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far have not done anything BIG for my new job yet. Nope. Wonder if there will be any this year. Market is bad but if this job does not bring any satisfaction at all in terms of experience and knowledge gaining, it is time to resend out my resume again after a year since it is not offering any monetary satisfactory in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though the hiring manager tells me that the job is as exciting as I want it to be, but hey, how "Exciting" things will get with limited budget, limited authority, and as well as limited staff size? I don't even feel nice requesting the company to send me off for a trainings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should just be patient and wait till the end of year to see what springs up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Chinese New Year by the way! Even though it is already over but its the thought that counts right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, back to looking busy in my humble cubicle. It is green in color by the way. Will take some pictures soon. Won't want to look like a lunatic taking pictures when all my colleagues are around busy with their tasks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciaozoo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31905129-529725624279311079?l=cksiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/feeds/529725624279311079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31905129&amp;postID=529725624279311079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/529725624279311079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/529725624279311079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-cny-belated.html' title='Happy CNY (Belated)'/><author><name>siah</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-31905129.post-7357893215008057043</id><published>2009-01-05T23:34:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T10:27:16.623+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>Happy New Year!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.ilkeryoldas.com/happy-new-year-wallpaper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 378px; height: 289px;" src="http://www.ilkeryoldas.com/happy-new-year-wallpaper.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st Jan 2009 came and went like a breeze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many things had happened from Dec 08 till Jan 09, it is as though circumstances and incidents took over life rather than me being on top of these factors and charting my voyage with careful considerations. However, in the end things seems to be running pretty alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle and I have took several leaps in our relationship, many things have taken place without our planning pulling us closer to each other and yet at times it does feel surreal since having a girlfriend at 25 is not something that I have anticipated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relationship is not always smooth sailing - I use to know this for a fact but now after experiencing it first hand, it brings a whole lot a different meaning to the statement. Relationship is definitely a handbook that encompasses many of life's lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no way one could score all Aces in such a huge subject, yet most of the us would not think twice taking up this course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end of the day, my constant hope is that both Michelle and I will be able to get through this tough lesson and still remain together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, am counting down to the day I start work in the new company. Am pretty anxious since I've yet to get a drift of how things work in the new environment. One thing is for sure, I'm no longer indecisive about my decision to take up this new job. It is definitely a challenge awaiting me, we shall see who will yield in the end of it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Happy New Year to all! Was too busy with life and love the pass few weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May all of you have a fruitful yet enjoyable year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31905129-7357893215008057043?l=cksiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/feeds/7357893215008057043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31905129&amp;postID=7357893215008057043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/7357893215008057043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/7357893215008057043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year!'/><author><name>siah</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-31905129.post-6820726922171573951</id><published>2008-12-02T10:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T11:14:16.920+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='word of the day'/><title type='text'>Word of the Day...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://msp228.photobucket.com/albums/ee215/jacobTron/writer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 524px; height: 300px;" src="http://msp228.photobucket.com/albums/ee215/jacobTron/writer.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;Time to Write&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Parsimonious&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Extreme care in spending money; reluctance to spend money unnecessarily&lt;br /&gt;2)  Excessively sparing or frugal.&lt;br /&gt;3) Stingy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh... if any of you are wondering what in the world am I posting this word on my blog, erm it is because:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just found out that there's actually a word such as this this morning while reading &lt;a href="http://waiterrant.net/"&gt;waiterrant's&lt;/a&gt; blog. It's been awhile since I've expanded my vocabs list, I do enjoy learning about languages very much, all those intriguing yet ever expanding and sophisticated vocabs, funny grammatical errors, and so forth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall not drift too far off from topic with my over enthusiastic love for languages. It is a shame that my command in all the languages that I know of (Mandarin, B.M and Enlgish) are weak, imagine how fun it would be to be good at either one of them! I could write books, poems, stage play, articles! I could be a journalist, a writer, a reporter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aha... ok, time to work. Earth is calling out to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciaozoo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31905129-6820726922171573951?l=cksiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/feeds/6820726922171573951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31905129&amp;postID=6820726922171573951' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/6820726922171573951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/6820726922171573951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/2008/12/word-of-day.html' title='Word of the Day...'/><author><name>siah</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-31905129.post-709130943528117291</id><published>2008-11-19T20:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T21:01:04.512+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='current mood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about work'/><title type='text'>Snapped...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.michaelcovel.com/images/V%20for%20Vendetta-751826.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 360px; height: 480px;" src="http://www.michaelcovel.com/images/V%20for%20Vendetta-751826.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today I snapped at a colleague of mine who was just doing his job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I snapped not at him but merely at the issues caused by partly my own lack of pro activeness when it comes to tasks beyond my work scope and mainly because of the company management's great ideas and great processes which inflicted much trouble and dis contentedness  among the lower ranking staff ie: ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What ticked me off the most is not the part where us employees have to clean up the disaster created by a crazy yet innovative yet clearly doomed-to-fail changes imposed by the so called inexperienced upper management team. Don't try don't know, that is the reason or to me excuses that they would simply use when there are a mess. What ticked me off the most is when there are mega issues caused by one of these 'ideas' or 'changes' which we have advised against, they simply just place all the blame on us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate it the most when they say :"You created this mess, I won't bear the consequences, please solve it by yourself". Leaving us hanging in mid air grabbing frantically for a life line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... probably the dogs of the upper management are keeping their eyes out on vindictive posts like this one but at this point of time, I could not care less. It is tiresome when your ideas, your points your words doesn't get through. pfftt..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As much as I want to complain about them, in the same time I'm sure my management team should be facing such pressure from people above as well. It is a vicious cycle after all. Dog eat dog world?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet today's post is not about that, but about a colleague, a friend who've misunderstood my over 'enthusiastic' tone of voice as to bombard him when he comes to me for something that I remember not receiving or gave away during the month of September. I probably carries an 'defensive' aura when work mode is on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess amidst all the problems that I face, I need to work on my attitude first. It has been awhile since I sat down and ponder upon my daily actions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Find the balance, find the balance..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it is a good time now since I was brought to awareness by another good friend regarding issues involving these area. Since people involved does not want to present the issue before me and talk it through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zen mode begins... ohhmmm....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31905129-709130943528117291?l=cksiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/feeds/709130943528117291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31905129&amp;postID=709130943528117291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/709130943528117291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/709130943528117291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/2008/11/snapped.html' title='Snapped...'/><author><name>siah</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-31905129.post-3254904715209539542</id><published>2008-11-12T10:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T10:39:58.694+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='current mood'/><title type='text'>They are back!</title><content type='html'>Time : 10:38A.M.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling rather happy now since Raymond informed me of a great news. Thanks dude!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My second family is coming back! Woot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not sure if this good news is announced to everybody or not so I shall refrain myself from sharing further details. But do share my excitement. At this point of time I'm pretty happy... It's been awhile since we kept in touch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, trust a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;chinaman &lt;/span&gt;like me to plan or to keep in touch lar, it'll never happen. I hate that part of myself though. At least now you'll know that if I didn't contact you for a long time, it is not because you've been forgotten, it is just that my ability to strike a conversation or keep in touch are very much limited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woohoo... they are coming BACK!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, time to go back to work in the chilly server room located in Plaza VADS. I've actually done my part, waiting for my sensei to impart the second level of kungfu to me before I can proceed further.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Car installment period - 59 months - 1 and decreasing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31905129-3254904715209539542?l=cksiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/feeds/3254904715209539542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31905129&amp;postID=3254904715209539542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/3254904715209539542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/3254904715209539542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/2008/11/they-are-back.html' title='They are back!'/><author><name>siah</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-31905129.post-445517241220660740</id><published>2008-11-01T11:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T12:01:32.627+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>Its the weekend...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://costumzee.com/view/wp-content/uploads/2007/06/halloween.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 337px;" src="http://costumzee.com/view/wp-content/uploads/2007/06/halloween.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Its a Saturday, woke up slightly earlier than usual, don't have anything planned yet and too lazy to move about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next best thing to do is turn on the wireless, crawl back up to my bed, turn on the laptop and start surfing/downloading/chatting/blogging away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is sad that even though I've already been facing the laptop and the internet 5 days a week for work and yet on the weekends I've to come back to them for leisure as well. Sheesh, what have the people of this era turned into? Or is it just me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sounds pretty no life. Yet for the time being, I'm enjoying the state of solitude my room can provide. It is like swimming underwater where the world is just quiet and peaceful or up in the mountains where waterfalls are at and you can just sit back and think/ponder/reason about/with topics that you have no time for during the hassle of weekdays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much for creativity...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Timing is truly one of the key to any successful "business". I've tell this to a million people a million times and I guess even without me telling, it is rather obvious. Even with us knowing this fact, tons of things are beyond our control. Time like these makes you wonder would it be different if you've been a faithful disciple of God from the first place. But then again, God is not the big bully with the magnifying glass and we are not the ants inside the ant hills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ray of  hope...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've not given up. Even if it does not seem wise for me to continue the pursue, I'm going in head strong. As of now, clouds of uncertainty and bleakness surrounds me, yet I'll hold on to that faint ray and inch forward in life and in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong, I'm not doing this blindly and I'm well aware of the consequences and obstacles involved. This will be a tough battle and a long one as well but no matter the results, no matter how this battle ends, it will only make me stronger and in the same time helped the damsel currently in distress to grow and obtain new characteristics which will help her a long way in life in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've not shared details about how we started and why we ended. Not going to. But if you ask me if all these are worth the effort, I can tell you it is not about the gains or losses. It is a person's life I'm dealing with, further more, a person whom I'm deeply still in love with. No matter the price, I'm willing to pay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the past, I've had many regrets in relationships, and all I can do about the past was "what if", "how could if", "it could be good if"..."IF"s... Not this time. No more  "IF"s but a solid and firm "I've done all I could at it just didn't work out". I'm sure some of you will be able to recognize how I feel right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When all these goes to past, I'm sure I'll have another good topic to blog about. Take it as a life's lesson? I guess I'm not that boring a guy after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the weekends. Oh and Happy Halloween.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31905129-445517241220660740?l=cksiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/feeds/445517241220660740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31905129&amp;postID=445517241220660740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/445517241220660740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/445517241220660740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/2008/11/its-weekend.html' title='Its the weekend...'/><author><name>siah</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-31905129.post-8942338921223779736</id><published>2008-10-30T07:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T07:33:06.328+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love life'/><title type='text'>Single Yet Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.science.org.au/primaryconnections/resourcesheets/weather/cloudy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 505px; height: 378px;" src="http://www.science.org.au/primaryconnections/resourcesheets/weather/cloudy.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Time: 5:05 A.M.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After A month of complicated encounter, I'm single again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, not quite available at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girl that I've been into so much have requested a time out and as a gentleman, any request from a lady should be fulfilled. Many sincere blessings to her future endeavours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, not like we have really started in the first place. Probably my fault for being an eager beaver. Heh... nope, I did not do something naughty if some of you might be thinking what the "eager" in the beaver is for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I hope in the midst of all these, what we have/had would be more than just "teehee I like you you like me". If not then it would not be worth the effort and time spent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask me what happened when you see me, really. I'm still in the mood of playing the role of a heart broken chap. So, most probably I won't be bringing my most sensible side along these few hours, months, weeks. No idea how long will it take.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With this much of energy and passion left from the so called relationship, best to divert it into my job since currently I'm not feeling too secure about my role in the department lately. That is another different ball game altogehter, will share more about that in the future posts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for now, at 5:57 A.M., after having a tug of war with myself the entire night, I'm able to partially detach my wuss side and let go of her to go her own ways. Not like I have the choice but hey, it is my blog and it is my story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is sure going to be painful these few days especially on weekends when there's nothing much to do. The wandering mind is the devil's playground eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, as disqualified as I am to you as a servant and a son, do watch over me and in this case, her as well. I'm still greatly in love with her no matter what the circumstances are. Come what may.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day... one day... I hope to see that for once in my life, a beautiful relationship will be brought before me according to the desire of my heart. Greedy huh me? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heading to office now, can't sleep anyway so work away I shall in 6:05 in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciaozoo. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31905129-8942338921223779736?l=cksiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/feeds/8942338921223779736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31905129&amp;postID=8942338921223779736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/8942338921223779736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/8942338921223779736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/2008/10/single-yet-again.html' title='Single Yet Again'/><author><name>siah</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-31905129.post-7340832705039621025</id><published>2008-10-28T15:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T15:02:49.273+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love life'/><title type='text'>The Day My Surprise Plan Backfired</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="entry"&gt;      &lt;div class="snap_preview"&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 436px; height: 327px;" class="aligncenter" title="Surprise Breakfast" src="http://media-cdn.tripadvisor.com/media/photo-s/01/05/ab/7f/our-after-wedding-surprise.jpg" alt="Surprise Breakfast" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Time : 6:05 P.M.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I’ve actually spent the entire day planning how to give my beloved a surprise on the 28th since she took leave. I am not really good at doing all these organizing, I’m pretty proud of what I’ve came up with.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The plan was to cook for her when I visit her on the 28th morning. My debut cooking and surprise act. Pretty &lt;a href="http://en.wiktionary.org/wiki/nifty" target="_blank"&gt;nifty&lt;/a&gt; huh?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;After having a few hours crash course “learn how to cook” online and purchasing groceries for the selected menu of the day, it dawned upon me that it would be even more surprising for me to drop by later tonight without her knowing.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The expression on her face should be priceless and I’m sure she will definitely be touched by my careful and well prepared plan since she loves surprises alot. Plus, she will be out with her friend (God brother) for a movie so I would roughly know when she will be back since she’s going to message me.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Everything seems pretty fine huh? Well…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;An hour ago, she messaged me and told me that her sister (God sister) will be staying with her tomrrow as well so I couldn’t go over.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Bam! Brick wall ahead…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;So the surprise plan backfired in the end. I guess I’ll be having a “good” time explaining to my mom what are those groceries for. But groceries I’m sure I can think of something but roses and red wine? Hmm… I’ll think of an excuse later since parents are not at home for the time being.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Need to get rid of them some how. It’s Deepavali and there’s like tons of open houses around… I guess I’ll have a few extra good neighbors and some &lt;em&gt;todi kakis&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Oh well… Looks like I’m going to cancel tomorrow’s leave and head back to work again. This is what I’ve signed up for and I guess I should not complain.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Well dear, don’t blame me for not being a good “best friend” yeah?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Then again, probably you’ve been saved from a terrible food poisoning. With my cooking skills, anything is possible. Heh…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Ciazoo…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;p.s : I downloaded High School Musicals 2 for you. So we can watch the third one in the cinema if you want to.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31905129-7340832705039621025?l=cksiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/feeds/7340832705039621025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31905129&amp;postID=7340832705039621025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/7340832705039621025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/7340832705039621025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/2008/10/day-my-surprise-plan-backfired.html' title='The Day My Surprise Plan Backfired'/><author><name>siah</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-31905129.post-44136444494543659</id><published>2008-10-21T15:22:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T15:47:03.462+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>Lunch with The Ladies</title><content type='html'>Had a quite satisfying lunch today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went Esquire Kitchen with the ladies (Val, Ann) today. They have set lunches for working classes nowadays. Just RM 9.90 and you get either noodles/rice tagged with dumplings and biscuits/soup (Lotus Seed Soup/Chicken Feet Soup/Pear Soup or something like that)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tasty and cheap. Why not? I think by far the most value for money and taste set lunches available in 1 Utama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think in the two years and few months that I've been with the Company, this is the first time three of us sat down together and have a relaxed lunch having conversations more than 5 minutes long. 2nd time I had lunch with Val, my church senior leader. Can you believe that? She is that busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That could probably be the reason why every time we manage to meet up it is fun to catch up. Updated each other briefly on work, relationships and anything under the sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedmelah.com/blog/"&gt;Feedmelah.com&lt;/a&gt; go check it out. Ann and her friends started it. The rough idea was that to introduce good food to everyone. I think it is good because hardly can find any good places to dine on our own especially if we don't travel much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They just started so hold the critics and give them space and time to grow peeps. Plus Ann will be one of the editors/writers/food critic so be nice to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to work. Network is pretty slow at the moment, can't really do my tasks. Argh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31905129-44136444494543659?l=cksiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/feeds/44136444494543659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31905129&amp;postID=44136444494543659' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/44136444494543659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/44136444494543659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/2008/10/lunch-with-ladies.html' title='Lunch with The Ladies'/><author><name>siah</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-31905129.post-2913389682257222949</id><published>2008-10-17T12:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T16:58:36.326+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>Hungry and Giddy</title><content type='html'>Time : 12:27P.M&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently sitting in the icy cold office in Plaza Vads waiting for a call before heading out for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What should I have today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, will be here for quite awhile since there are around 90 over IP phones to be distributed out within the building. All the phones are now in their tombs waiting to be revived by me - their necromancer. Kinda cool eh... giving a slightest lively description to a germs infested phones long pass their age. Trust me, these phones are ancient. Comparing to the tons of new models that the company have made thus far, that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will probably take about a couple of hours before I am done here. Oh boy, the parking fees is going to bite. Good thing there's something called claims, the person who came up with that idea should be rewarded with a Coca-Cola. Yup, coca-cola. I don't like Pepsi that much. Aha... what nonsense talking me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty hungry at the moment but my beloved have not called so she's not done with her busy meetings yet. Or she forgotten she promised to have lunch with me? Oh no...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If she does, no more surprises for her. Erm, maybe not to that extent I suppose. Not that I'll really get angry at her for forgetting lunch dates anyway. Come to think of it, I wonder if there's anything that she does that will really tick me off. For the time being, can't think of any. We'll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://neatorama.cachefly.net/images/2006-11/plitvicka-waterfalls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://neatorama.cachefly.net/images/2006-11/plitvicka-waterfalls.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;Waterfall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Kanching Waterfalls! Here I come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going there tomorrow. Wait, let me see if I can find any pics online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 minutes later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope, all the pictures are not of any quality. So i decided to randomly choose one. Wohoo... leaving from metal's place at 8 A.M.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Syucks lar I don't have enough sleep this week... sigh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31905129-2913389682257222949?l=cksiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/feeds/2913389682257222949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31905129&amp;postID=2913389682257222949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/2913389682257222949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/2913389682257222949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/2008/10/time-1227p.html' title='Hungry and Giddy'/><author><name>siah</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-31905129.post-7824409356046070458</id><published>2008-10-13T01:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T02:12:00.129+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>Depature and New Beginning</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://cache.virtualtourist.com/1893893-Travel_Picture-Departure_Board_at_Charles_de_Gaulle_in_Paris.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://cache.virtualtourist.com/1893893-Travel_Picture-Departure_Board_at_Charles_de_Gaulle_in_Paris.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time: 2:03A.M.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A very good friend of mine (Yangs) will be going off for pilot "boot camp" later today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole course will take about 2 years. Not that we can't visit him throughout this 2 years, but it just hit me that things will be slightly different then on. Less one person to hang out with. The fun level of gatherings would probably be lessen by quite some degree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that is part of life? People come people go. Whether if one can prolong or maintain a friendship or boy-girl relationship depends solely on how much effort and how much one willing to sacrifice to make things work. I always believe that as much as the percentage of give and take should be equal to make a any sort of relationship works, there will always be parties that should be the instigator of activities since they have certain influential level in their invitation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, all the best to this good friend of mine and lets meet up when the time is right. We will all be drinking and merry like old times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, was wondering if I should share this in public or not since things are much more complicated than it sounds, oh well... I'm always the safe and steady type, but I guess it doesn't hurt once in awhile to be bold huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, the thing to announce is that I finally found myself a girl worthy of my loyalty. Much complications are yet to be dealt with at the moment, I myself is not too sure how are things going to work out but like what Metal says :"Be a man, choose and take on what ever comes after that" well, those weren't his exact words but I'm a chinapek by nature, it wont feel right if I don't make it sound macho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, went to church on Saturday for a concert, not too sure if it was suppose to be a rally, doesn't feel like it so I guess it is not. Joe's band (Darren, Raymond and James) were having their album launch if not mistaken. Sorry for the uncertainties, I seriously have no idea how to label the event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good to be back to where I belong. Yet things will be different this time, since I'm no longer a leader. Have to learn how to be just a regular church goer from start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel fit to start jumping into serving HIM again. Nope, not spiritually nor mentally. Too many messed up ends that needs to be closed, however, I'm proud to be a struggling Christian nevertheless. Won't change the fact that God is still part of my life, but only wonder if I am still part of HIS plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Deep thought mode*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, time to sleep. It is rather tiring you know to write an emo post at such wee hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciaozoo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31905129-7824409356046070458?l=cksiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/feeds/7824409356046070458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31905129&amp;postID=7824409356046070458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/7824409356046070458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/7824409356046070458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/2008/10/depature-and-new-beginning.html' title='Depature and New Beginning'/><author><name>siah</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-31905129.post-6188095938200547714</id><published>2008-10-06T10:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T10:53:12.026+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><title type='text'>Juno</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://creative.myspace.com/Client/FoxSearchlight/Juno/Images/JUNO_800X600_WP03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://creative.myspace.com/Client/FoxSearchlight/Juno/Images/JUNO_800X600_WP03.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally watched Juno today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was how facinated I am with the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the first movie and so far the only movie that I've watched twice in a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie is just great. Especially the conversation and soundtrack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ellen Page pulls the role perfectly. Despite the pregnant part, overall this Juno character is to die for. I mean, how cool can a girl get? Rocker chic with an in-your-face attitude yet she is rational in most cases and not too stubborn at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juno's parents are also probably the coolest parents on earth. Can you find any other calm and supportive parents such as them? Not in a million years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet probably in the end, everybody might just go :" It's only a movie and people like these only exists in the movie."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe that is true, but I'm giving probability the benefit of the doubt. There might be some wild chances that such parents, or such girl can exists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just not for me I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which, parents visited my grandparents last Saturday. Grandpa actually told them to put some pressure on me in areas involving a complicated life form known as woman. The order was for me to get hooked fast so that I can introduce her to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't blame them since they are aging fast. Time seems to be less and less grasp-able as humans grow older. Well, if only relationships are as easy as fishing, gladly yet sadly it is not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 2:24 P.M.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to sleep. Work comes in again tomorrow. Even though there are much progression in terms of obtaining knowledge and gaining experience, it is rather worrisome since I'm placed in an awkward position that is hard to explain with words. However, I am liking what I am doing currently, so no complaints as yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have another great week ahead you wonderfull readers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31905129-6188095938200547714?l=cksiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/feeds/6188095938200547714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31905129&amp;postID=6188095938200547714' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/6188095938200547714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/6188095938200547714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/2008/10/juno.html' title='Juno'/><author><name>siah</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-31905129.post-8255797223110204576</id><published>2008-10-01T21:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T22:09:05.689+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily happenings'/><title type='text'>recent events</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.rockclimbing.com/images/photos/assets/4/324774-largest_P2110050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://www.rockclimbing.com/images/photos/assets/4/324774-largest_P2110050.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bukit Tabur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I am quite surprised when a I find that people do still come here once in a blue moon. If that is the case I think I will need to choose my post wisely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If not, I might get into trouble. Unnecessary ones especially.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As to date, I have done quite some activities with my friends through out the weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went Bukit Tabur for a hike with Metal, Yangs and Matt last Saturday. The hike was more than what Matt and I bargained for. Apparently, climbing up rocks with no railing on the sides which a slip of hand or foot and you will end up dead is not considered as dangerous for Metal. Pffttt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it was great fun nontheless. The company was good, the workout was good, the view was muy bien (means very good) except for the returning journey. Almost had my knee dislocated due to the nasty terrain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, had a couple of drinking session with the usual guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then lunch with the busy Sarah Lim. Yes, Sarah Lim, you might be thinking " You serious? The Sarah Lim who have tons of activities going on?" Yes I am serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha... exaggerating but oh well, thanks for buying lunch Sarah. Hope the next meet up is not a year from now. Sheesh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to go now, want to spend some time with my parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adeu.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31905129-8255797223110204576?l=cksiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/feeds/8255797223110204576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31905129&amp;postID=8255797223110204576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/8255797223110204576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/8255797223110204576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/2008/10/recent-events.html' title='recent events'/><author><name>siah</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-31905129.post-6676342852839307104</id><published>2008-09-22T19:10:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T19:31:19.084+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ranting'/><title type='text'>restless</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.wehaitians.com/deadly_unrest_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://www.wehaitians.com/deadly_unrest_1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;by Don Hogan Charles/The New York Times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am currently not contented anymore with what I know, what I have and what I am doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The overwhelming feeling to achieve more in my career and to challenge greater heights have made my stomach toss and turn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The level of stressed that comes with this dissatisfaction makes me want to throw up. And it felt like I'm about to do that every time I'm made to do mundane and brainless tasks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially when arrogant yet incapable person are promoted to be managers treating us the service personnel like a second hand jerk offs fumes my agitation. Logic no longer applies when these insolent fools take over. They just want to show who is in charge yet they totally suck at what they do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though I'm risking myself sounding like one of these arrogant and incapable working machines, yet I have had to purge this foreign and uncomfortable entity out of my system. Else, I would probably throw up here and now having the unfair scenarios kept looping in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heck... when is my opportunity going to come? I want it bad, I want it now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pffftttt... screw the corrupted system. I'm running renegade...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... while I sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Useless eh? In the end, have still to give in to worldly ways for survival sake. Or maybe I am just that powerless and incapable to begin with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either way, soy un rebelde...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ése es todo para los lectores ahora estimados .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31905129-6676342852839307104?l=cksiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/feeds/6676342852839307104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31905129&amp;postID=6676342852839307104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/6676342852839307104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/6676342852839307104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/2008/09/restless.html' title='restless'/><author><name>siah</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-31905129.post-2136079536259054045</id><published>2008-09-14T14:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T15:37:53.646+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ponders'/><title type='text'>Confused</title><content type='html'>For those who have been reading the newspapers or following the news in the country diligently, I'm am very sure by now you are well aware of how messed up our country's legal system is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a guy who spew rubbish that caused Malaysian to feel uncomfortable due to the racist context, all he had was a 3 years suspension from joining a political party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the reporter who reported the exact words from such a fucking asshole (do pardon my language, I am very very pissed now), she get detained by ISA without prior court notice, and newspapers like The Sun, Sin Chew Jit Poh, and so forth are being sent warning letters for publishing what? The truth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, in other normal country, the police, the anti bribe department, the national security department are all being monitored by the law and of course the people. Because in the end of the day, we tax payers are the ones who pay them for their services in order to safe guard the welfare of the people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now, in Malaysia, who are the ones that are monitoring the judiciary system and all the similar law enforcement sectors ? We the people (even though it is quite wrong because among us people, there are some just too bloody stupid to think for themselves) or political leaders?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, I wonder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I have no idea what will happened to me once I publish this post, but in the end of the day, I am just addressing these questions to whoever capable in answering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do educate me if you have a better view on how all these works in this country, because I have no idea who are the ones in the country that are appointed and paid to take care of the welfare of us Malaysians anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31905129-2136079536259054045?l=cksiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/feeds/2136079536259054045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31905129&amp;postID=2136079536259054045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/2136079536259054045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/2136079536259054045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/2008/09/confused.html' title='Confused'/><author><name>siah</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-31905129.post-7561528729183805356</id><published>2008-09-08T01:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T01:07:12.248+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about work'/><title type='text'>Going home</title><content type='html'>woot. just finish hours of waiting :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going home from office now. Ciaozoo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31905129-7561528729183805356?l=cksiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/feeds/7561528729183805356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31905129&amp;postID=7561528729183805356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/7561528729183805356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/7561528729183805356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/2008/09/going-home.html' title='Going home'/><author><name>siah</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-31905129.post-1048420730885198666</id><published>2008-08-31T13:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T13:51:45.704+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ranting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ponders'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>merdeka... merdeka... merdeka!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FvckojVQYuU/SLoxMaT4piI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/zZjrD0K-v_Y/s1600-h/JY1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240555205689910818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FvckojVQYuU/SLoxMaT4piI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/zZjrD0K-v_Y/s400/JY1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;All races celebrating National Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Woot&lt;/span&gt;. 51st National Day celebration finally ended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good to see all Malaysian despite the current messy political and economical state stood side by side and yelled &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;MERDEKA&lt;/span&gt;! as one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you ask me who am I, where I am from and what race am I? Here is the answer:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Siah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Country: Malaysia&lt;br /&gt;Race: Malaysian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup. I am a Malaysian. Despite color, despite language or dialects, despite religion and despite many more differences, I am born in Malaysia, living in Malaysia and proud to be a Malaysian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This country is mine to claim as well and no cheap ass politicians can take that away from me no matter what they say or do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Merdeka&lt;/span&gt; to all Malaysians out there no matter where you are currently. Cheers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough of patriotism, went check out Myvi finally and finally made a booking for the car. Well, soon enough I'll be couple of hundred short each month but I guess it is alright since I can finally claim that this is my car, fully paid by me and I am the owner. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, bad thing is, a friend of mine who stayed a few streets away got his 20 year old Nissan car stolen just yesterday. He woke up today and found out that the old trusty no where to be seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Syucks, just when I am about to get a new car and this happen near my neighbourhood. Car thieves, screw you all. Can't you guys just work hard and earn a living instead of taking other's belongings for your own profit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think we do need a Dark Knight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31905129-1048420730885198666?l=cksiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/feeds/1048420730885198666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31905129&amp;postID=1048420730885198666' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/1048420730885198666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/1048420730885198666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/2008/08/merdeka-merdeka-merdeka.html' title='merdeka... merdeka... merdeka!'/><author><name>siah</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FvckojVQYuU/SLoxMaT4piI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/zZjrD0K-v_Y/s72-c/JY1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31905129.post-7155840396546420549</id><published>2008-08-26T10:09:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T11:15:11.531+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily happenings'/><title type='text'>viva la myvi</title><content type='html'>Post title is darn corny. But suits the purpose of the post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, if you are slightly brighter than a glowing LED, then you would've have guessed what is this post all about. Either that, you just need to be as lame as me.*grin*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, *grin*? Yer, like girl liddet. Don't like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, back to the topic, yes, am getting a new car. pfft. Not that I want to, but no choice, my sist need a car to get herself to Uni for her PhD classes and back to her rented place. Something gotta give. Well in this case, someone gotta pay. Sadly, the person who is paying is ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What to do? At least I can ask my sist now :"WHO DA MAN?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, just in case if you are wondering, nope, the new car is not for her. Fat chance I'm not gona pay for a new car just so she can drive to Uni and back. Where got so nice one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's getting my &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Charade Aura CX&lt;/span&gt;. My faithful and loyal servant, I'm going to miss that boy I tell you. The car reeks of good old times where funny, witty, lame, meaningful  conversations been carried out. It's like my own confession booth. Only thing is, I'm the padre most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't recall the number of gorgeous looking women who have graced the passenger seat with there presence. A lil too much, I think I shall stop now with the vivid description. Hah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, the next car in mind would be a Myvi or a Viva. Sigh, not like I don't want to get a Honda or Toyota or Nissan or Mazda or Mitsubishi. The thing is I can not afford one of those yet. So push comes to shove, a Perodua lor. Sorry yeah, not that I don't want to be patriotic but Proton is out of the question. Even though the men and women from Proton might be doing their best to rectify the wrong doings of their forefathers but first impression meant usually stays for quite a while before they leave. Am yet to be impressed by them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong, Perodua are not that big a hoo haa either. Just that I don't have much of a choice. Ok. Back to the drawing board.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Myvi - Slightly bigger in size, cost about 52K, fuel consumption is a killer, 1.3CC, Auto&lt;br /&gt;Viva   - Smaller in size, cost about 44K, fuel consumption is the cheapest, 1.0CC, Auto&lt;br /&gt;Charade - Correct size, don't need to pay for it, fuel consumption the best, 1.0CC, Manual&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... I want my Charade back. :P hahaha... no no, Charade is out of the question. Well, I guess will have to let my parents decide lar. Since I'm coming up with 10k and they'll be the one topping up my down payment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FvckojVQYuU/SLNzaeApSzI/AAAAAAAAAJA/duTO15XT8wE/s1600-h/myvi3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FvckojVQYuU/SLNzaeApSzI/AAAAAAAAAJA/duTO15XT8wE/s400/myvi3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238657690131581746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Myvi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FvckojVQYuU/SLNzffDlgvI/AAAAAAAAAJI/YhYntJoZ3-0/s1600-h/viva.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FvckojVQYuU/SLNzffDlgvI/AAAAAAAAAJI/YhYntJoZ3-0/s400/viva.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238657776311698162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Viva&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I think I'll go test drive them this weekend to see which do I prefer. Till then, back to surfing the net. :D Nothing much to do yet because my new team lead is too busy with his meetings and stuff, he got no time to pass down his knowledge to me. Kinda bored nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31905129-7155840396546420549?l=cksiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/feeds/7155840396546420549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31905129&amp;postID=7155840396546420549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/7155840396546420549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/7155840396546420549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/2008/08/viva-la-myvi.html' title='viva la myvi'/><author><name>siah</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FvckojVQYuU/SLNzaeApSzI/AAAAAAAAAJA/duTO15XT8wE/s72-c/myvi3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31905129.post-2516821733962011494</id><published>2008-08-18T12:48:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T13:19:41.583+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random stuff'/><title type='text'>goodweekendatfrasers</title><content type='html'>Came back from Frasers few hours ago. It was a fun yet tiring trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is nice just to not really do anything exhilarating and just spend time talking, walking, playing risks or poker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, had a good Ulu Yam Loh Mee on the way back as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entire trip was a mixed feelings. Yet in the end, after a long sleep, I was able to piece the puzzles in my mind together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can see the big picture now but am I capable to present it to the person next to me? For the time being, not really. Plus, there is no need to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, some friends will still impose a certain character on you just because they have generated a certain perspective about you or the world hence there is no point correcting their views about you or the world because it will be like trying to impress a cow with kanon-d.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every human goes through life following a path that is tailored made. The junctions that one face in life to each its own, having different type of bring ups, different type of talents, different type of intellectual capacity, differences in many areas so vast that I couldn't even begin to list down 10 percent of all the possible differences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to me, enjoying mind boggling, or intriguing conversations is one thing. Having to be too fascinated by them resulting into change of perspective of life, world, people... bla bla bla... that is another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just be who you are and make changes in life accordingly to your capacity. Excellence and greatness are very objective. We do not live for recognition, we live because we were given life by the Maker above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, enough of my random thoughts. Enjoy some of the pictures we took during the trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FvckojVQYuU/SKkEN3soyEI/AAAAAAAAAIU/OZlXON87HHw/s1600-h/DSC00259.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FvckojVQYuU/SKkEN3soyEI/AAAAAAAAAIU/OZlXON87HHw/s400/DSC00259.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235720678130894914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;Valerie, Weng Tang, Ian, Me, Joanne, Metal taking the picture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FvckojVQYuU/SKkEIzGMlhI/AAAAAAAAAIM/2ph4qUFKsbs/s1600-h/DSC00258.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FvckojVQYuU/SKkEIzGMlhI/AAAAAAAAAIM/2ph4qUFKsbs/s400/DSC00258.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235720590996575762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;Weng Tang, Valerie, Ian, Joanne, Me, Metal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FvckojVQYuU/SKkEBTfyqcI/AAAAAAAAAIE/i2xb-myIyX4/s1600-h/DSC00257.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FvckojVQYuU/SKkEBTfyqcI/AAAAAAAAAIE/i2xb-myIyX4/s400/DSC00257.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235720462254909890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A Dam in Hulu Selangor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FvckojVQYuU/SKkD2_eXMUI/AAAAAAAAAH8/3p_BCfdGlnE/s1600-h/DSC00245.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FvckojVQYuU/SKkD2_eXMUI/AAAAAAAAAH8/3p_BCfdGlnE/s400/DSC00245.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235720285081514306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Frasers' Olympics Archery Tournament&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FvckojVQYuU/SKkDwdkWVII/AAAAAAAAAH0/J58_l_x804k/s1600-h/DSC00249.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FvckojVQYuU/SKkDwdkWVII/AAAAAAAAAH0/J58_l_x804k/s400/DSC00249.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235720172900603010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Winner of the Archery in the Frasers' Olympics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FvckojVQYuU/SKkDpO9XUGI/AAAAAAAAAHs/YWm-hbB5J8A/s1600-h/DSC00241.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FvckojVQYuU/SKkDpO9XUGI/AAAAAAAAAHs/YWm-hbB5J8A/s400/DSC00241.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235720048719908962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Me, Ian, Metal, Weng Tang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FvckojVQYuU/SKkDiSg7zDI/AAAAAAAAAHk/Psmcbz5V0Nc/s1600-h/DSC00235.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FvckojVQYuU/SKkDiSg7zDI/AAAAAAAAAHk/Psmcbz5V0Nc/s400/DSC00235.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235719929415322674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Picture quality bit off due to photographer lack of skill :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FvckojVQYuU/SKkDYGE2E8I/AAAAAAAAAHc/SlVv7XoKOfw/s1600-h/DSC00237.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FvckojVQYuU/SKkDYGE2E8I/AAAAAAAAAHc/SlVv7XoKOfw/s400/DSC00237.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235719754277589954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;One of the most matured 23 years old I've ever met.&lt;/span&gt;&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/31905129-2516821733962011494?l=cksiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/feeds/2516821733962011494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31905129&amp;postID=2516821733962011494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/2516821733962011494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/2516821733962011494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/2008/08/goodweekend.html' title='goodweekendatfrasers'/><author><name>siah</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FvckojVQYuU/SKkEN3soyEI/AAAAAAAAAIU/OZlXON87HHw/s72-c/DSC00259.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31905129.post-2555804415062784476</id><published>2008-07-23T12:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T12:52:44.842+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trips'/><title type='text'>whathappened</title><content type='html'>Woot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tioman trip was a blast. Pictures will be uploaded later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summary of the trip:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- increased alcohol tolerance level momentarily&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;(due to partaking of beers everyday)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- improved swimming ability momentarily&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;(due to salt water)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- discovered two endangered species&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;(their name was pinky and bluey)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- two friends almost with highest possibility had the chance of their life with getting laid&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;(but one of them decided to be rational and there goes 10 years of friendship)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Clemens can actually be very funny and sarcastic&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;(sorry leoric... owning)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To sum it all up, we all had our fair share of fun. No too sure about the girls though. heh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work is boring and mundane. Well the activities that might be happening would be:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Chelsea vs Malaysia football match on the 29th&lt;br /&gt;- Buying the guys dinner and drinks probably next month&lt;br /&gt;- Shopping with mom&lt;br /&gt;- Camping trip with the guys before yangs goes to Kelantan for training&lt;br /&gt;- Joining a gym.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;(No, is not that I'm suckered into it but if it is cheap and it is near my work place, why not?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Weekend swim&lt;br /&gt;- Watch Dark Knight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that is about it for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31905129-2555804415062784476?l=cksiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/feeds/2555804415062784476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31905129&amp;postID=2555804415062784476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/2555804415062784476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/2555804415062784476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/2008/07/whathappened.html' title='whathappened'/><author><name>siah</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-31905129.post-7755796397278372592</id><published>2008-06-07T02:25:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T02:44:19.940+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ranting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily happenings'/><title type='text'>day out with family</title><content type='html'>Finally brought my mom and sister out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supposedly to spend on them but in the end paiseh lar, i bought quite some new clothings for myself instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cant blame me though, mom just went :"I think this will look nice on you, go try. Girl don't you think this shirt look nice on your kor kor"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well at least I offered to pay for all those items even though mom wanted to pay. Working boy now, so can't be too dependent on my mom anymore. But she bought me one shirt though in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What to do? Mom's favorite mar... at least I paid for my sister's shoe and a treated them to a fancy lunch in Zanmai sushi. Not a bad place lar, price almost similar to the rest of the sushi outlets out there. The only part i enjoyed is the soft shell crab, satisfying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Days like today won't last forever, not when petrol price have to be hiked up so many percent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the current situation, many heads will roll. Let's pray that everyone can keep their job and continue to make a living in this dire condition. When the country is mismanaged, what else do we - the people, expect?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Embrace the impact and survive through the sufferings perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point, I seriously do not know who we as the citizens of Malaysia can trust to bring us out of this misery. Those in power or those trying to gain power?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciaozoo...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31905129-7755796397278372592?l=cksiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/feeds/7755796397278372592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31905129&amp;postID=7755796397278372592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/7755796397278372592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/7755796397278372592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/2008/06/day-out-with-family.html' title='day out with family'/><author><name>siah</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-31905129.post-7280941208862663498</id><published>2008-06-03T00:02:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T02:25:00.435+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily happenings'/><title type='text'>break+boredom=cancel leave</title><content type='html'>I took the entire week off just so I can be a filial son bringing my mom out for fancy lunch, movies, and even some shopping till how ever much my wallet could last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lease that I know, mom actually had her own plan for the week and left her good son sitting at home with nothing to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surfing the net, watching drama series, reading comics, *blergh* boring activities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in the end, the intelligent me decided to cancel tomorrow's leave and go back to work. WOOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least I had Wednesday planned. So going to continue on with the leave taking. As for Thursday and Friday? Hmm, have not decided yet. We'll see how things going in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to sleep, going for the first shift tomorrow morning. It is going to be a heck of a work day with holiday mood still in mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for Dark Knight to arrive. Hope it is similar if not better than Ironman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, hope can surprise dizzy daizy tomorrow when I go back to work when I should've been on leave. The expression on her face, would be priceless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciaozoo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31905129-7280941208862663498?l=cksiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/feeds/7280941208862663498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31905129&amp;postID=7280941208862663498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/7280941208862663498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/7280941208862663498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/2008/06/breakboredomcancel-leave.html' title='break+boredom=cancel leave'/><author><name>siah</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-31905129.post-6464784235644716545</id><published>2008-05-16T01:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T01:58:11.014+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random stuff'/><title type='text'>dunowattoputhere</title><content type='html'>It is weird to have so many things going on in life yet non of them felt lasting nor permanent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess thats why we need to embrace moments in life which are significant for that very second just so we have memories which we can fall back to as we continue through the course of life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow... deep... ahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its almost 2 in the morning and I'm still up. Sitting on a semi deformed chair typing away. Not comfortable at all. Listening to songs from Denise's blog. Guess what? She is old enough to get her 'Undang'... gosh... I'm old!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm the deepness just went *poofed*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urgh, feeling so transparent now as though I do not exists. Nothing emo about this, nor am I in depression. Its just a feeling I get most of the time. Moment of weakness? Heh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm labeled as a ladies man again today. I'll spare those boring details of how I saved the damsel from distress, my point is... what point was I going to get to again? Oh yeah... I've been called a fag again. Haha... ladies man.... I don't want that, my macho side tells me so. Metro sexual... *ptui*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random post again. Time for bed. Work still goes on tomorrow. Having colleagues who will take leave for the sake of watching football match I can understand, but to take leave just to watch Thomas Cup? What is wrong with all of you! Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciaozu...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31905129-6464784235644716545?l=cksiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/feeds/6464784235644716545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31905129&amp;postID=6464784235644716545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/6464784235644716545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/6464784235644716545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/2008/05/dunowattoputhere.html' title='dunowattoputhere'/><author><name>siah</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-31905129.post-5295730092323457030</id><published>2008-04-24T00:26:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T00:48:53.700+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily happenings'/><title type='text'>wewonManU</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FvckojVQYuU/SA9m7P2n8dI/AAAAAAAAAHU/vXHTIujFozE/s1600-h/_42949481_liverpool_intro416.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FvckojVQYuU/SA9m7P2n8dI/AAAAAAAAAHU/vXHTIujFozE/s400/_42949481_liverpool_intro416.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192482063435428306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week, we had a match against the same team of 17 ruffians who calls themselves die hard ManU supporters that trashed my incomplete futsal team two weeks back. Was expecting for a friendly match so that we can improve our skills but to my surprise, they actually challenged us to a bet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bet was:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;The loosing team will pay for the court rental fees plus top up another 100 bucks for the winning team.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing that this will not be good to the friendship when we win, of course we quickly refused. Plus we Liverpool supporters totally into sportsmanship. Yet they kept pestering and thrash talking to my team captain. What to do? When idiots asking for a kick in the tush so that they can fall into the pits of depression, how can we refuse?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end of the day, what do you expect the outcome will be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course we won the match and they with their proudly imported blabber mouthed keeper ended up paying for the court. We tried telling them that we wouldn't mind splitting the fees when the score was 8-8, we didn't really want to bet in the first place but what to do? ManU supporters are just so egoistic. We can't help if jackasses wished to remain an ass right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do note that we the gentlemen didn't take the 100 bucks from them thinking that they probably need it to buy themselves a couple of beers just to drown their sorrows. Poor chaps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess life is not always perfect huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to tomorrow's game though... Woot... Pepe is back...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31905129-5295730092323457030?l=cksiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/feeds/5295730092323457030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31905129&amp;postID=5295730092323457030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/5295730092323457030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/5295730092323457030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/2008/04/wewonmanu.html' title='wewonManU'/><author><name>siah</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FvckojVQYuU/SA9m7P2n8dI/AAAAAAAAAHU/vXHTIujFozE/s72-c/_42949481_liverpool_intro416.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31905129.post-4213996536501474550</id><published>2008-04-05T16:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T17:03:14.449+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily happenings'/><title type='text'>Of Futsal and Weekends...</title><content type='html'>Had futsal yesterday, played against a team of 7 who's stamina and speed  are far superior than those that I've encountered before. Not to mention that they are rather rough on the field as well. Would've easily given them a few yellow or red cards if I were to be the referee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus the fact that I had my team captain and my MVP down with stomach discomfort and the other knee injury, our make do team was trashed. The difference in scores are so vast that I'm too ashamed to even mention those numbers here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I will still salute my all star defender for being exceptionally on fire and passionate through out the entire game without giving in to circumstances. For that, he - Clemen Lawrence a.k.a Slider a.k.a Lawrence of the Arabia, was given the title "Man of The Match".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Compared to Mr.Arabia, I was not being a team player at all. I have not displayed any sportsmanship nor passion to my position as a goal keeper as I should. I'm greatly ashamed of my attitude for giving up easily even before the game ends. I played badly yesterday and it was a great humiliation to me not because of loosing the match but because of my attitude in accepting defeat before the battle starts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to buck up on my side, skill wise and as well as my sportsmanship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend would be probably the lousiest weekends of all. Having in mind of a certain someone too far for my reach. Having "maybes" and "perhaps" wandering all over my logics and rationality. Six months of wishful thinking... and counting down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy, this would be one of those times where regrets are just around the corner...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cibal Shi...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31905129-4213996536501474550?l=cksiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/feeds/4213996536501474550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31905129&amp;postID=4213996536501474550' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/4213996536501474550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/4213996536501474550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/2008/04/of-futsal-and-weekends.html' title='Of Futsal and Weekends...'/><author><name>siah</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-31905129.post-5411432694625507031</id><published>2008-04-03T17:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T17:22:14.968+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='current mood'/><title type='text'>6 months</title><content type='html'>In 6 months (at least that is what I have been told), I would have a shot at pitching myself to a client.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 6 months, lifestyle could have a 360 degree changes or returning to its mundane cycle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 6 months anything could happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 6 months, I could be a millionaire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 months...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if only 6 months would be the fixed term to end my misery.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31905129-5411432694625507031?l=cksiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/feeds/5411432694625507031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31905129&amp;postID=5411432694625507031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/5411432694625507031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/5411432694625507031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/2008/04/6-months.html' title='6 months'/><author><name>siah</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-31905129.post-5829409538634969614</id><published>2008-04-02T10:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T20:29:34.021+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random stuff'/><title type='text'>doknowwhattoputhere</title><content type='html'>I like Homer. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*haha*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Previous post was so spur of the moment. I guess I was having some difficult time at work plus some relationship issues that made me in such a "Blarghing-mood" sorta state of mind. Probably don't know how to express the mess that I got myself into hence produced such a simple but meaningless post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've said this many times but it never gets old. Reading through some of my old posts amazes me sometimes. Amazed by the randomness and stupidity of the contents, there are hardly any facts or useful information included in most of those post. I think it is because I was too lazy to draft and finalize before I post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like Homer Hulk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a brief dinner with Metal yesterday. Good to catch up with this old friend once in awhile. He is one of those people that speaks with insights alongside with tons of nonsense (mind you that these nonsense are 90% funny 90% of the time).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yesterday was the first time we actually talked about girls and he had something positive to say about relationships heck he finally have someone in mind that could make this intelligent nut case all mushy. The sight of a mushy METAL was gross... but I'm glad. Means he is not gay after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yangs, you are saved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went on talking about how negative I was, always admit defeat before the battle even starts. I have to agree with him, I am that negative. Especially in areas that I am not in full control. But you will never find that attitude when I'm playing FSP games or futsal, I play to pwnzed. I might not necessary win, but I will play till the fat mama sings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, fat mama sings. Doesn't make sense but just want to put it there for fun sakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, time to go back to work. Ciaoza.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31905129-5829409538634969614?l=cksiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/feeds/5829409538634969614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31905129&amp;postID=5829409538634969614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/5829409538634969614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/5829409538634969614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-like-homer.html' title='doknowwhattoputhere'/><author><name>siah</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-31905129.post-1967388549632250624</id><published>2008-03-31T13:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T13:55:27.978+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='current mood'/><title type='text'>~!@#$%^&amp;*()_+</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FvckojVQYuU/R_B8uFgdlgI/AAAAAAAAAHM/UU_8h4tCSsc/s1600-h/homer-hulk.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FvckojVQYuU/R_B8uFgdlgI/AAAAAAAAAHM/UU_8h4tCSsc/s400/homer-hulk.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183780302297601538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WARGH...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that is all I have to say for this post. In a really foul mood at the moment. This is one of those times where you wished you have special powers to unleash it into thin air just for the heck of it after being moody for too long.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31905129-1967388549632250624?l=cksiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/feeds/1967388549632250624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31905129&amp;postID=1967388549632250624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/1967388549632250624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/1967388549632250624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/2008/03/blog-post.html' title='~!@#$%^&amp;*()_+'/><author><name>siah</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FvckojVQYuU/R_B8uFgdlgI/AAAAAAAAAHM/UU_8h4tCSsc/s72-c/homer-hulk.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31905129.post-7702700552890990508</id><published>2008-03-20T19:13:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T19:41:22.997+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>Ouch..</title><content type='html'>Today I spent half an hour walking in Midvalley Megamall and within 5 minutes, I've took out my ATM card out of my wallet swipe it over the card reader and watch silently as RM 3000 flew out from my ATM card chip into the reader and landed nicely into the bank account of the card reader's owner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in return, I was given a big red plastic bag with a medium sized box in it. It was rather heavey to carry about if you asked me. Who in their right mind will give up their 1 and a half month pay in return for something heavy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough with all the giberish, yes, yours truly spent RM 3000 on a Fujitsu Laptop today while walking about Midvalley. It was not a splurge, it was for a cause, a cause that would not benefit me in anyway. The purchase was made so that my 23 years old sister can have a mobile machine to work on her final year thesis reasearch that will be due in two weeks time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She better be thankful for having a kind hearted older brother such as I. For a person who would not spend more than RM 1000 a month on himself, this was some one of those huge step that I've taken in my life up till now. Come to think of it, I've never own a single gadget of my own since the day I know how to earn my own living. MP3, Digital Camera and now a laptop, all owned by my sister at my expenses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, it was fun owning you Mr. C. May you find new happiness in your new dwelling place (another man's bank account).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which jack ass dare to call me a scrooge will get a whoop ass from me from now on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below is the jail shot that I took of the culprit which causes today's ranting. Remember that face of his well, it will be last time you will see him appearing in my life:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179787262612575730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FvckojVQYuU/R-JNElgdlfI/AAAAAAAAAHA/0g1SNJKBOeE/s400/s7211.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31905129-7702700552890990508?l=cksiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/feeds/7702700552890990508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31905129&amp;postID=7702700552890990508' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/7702700552890990508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/7702700552890990508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/2008/03/ouch.html' title='Ouch..'/><author><name>siah</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FvckojVQYuU/R-JNElgdlfI/AAAAAAAAAHA/0g1SNJKBOeE/s72-c/s7211.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31905129.post-5495107726831417049</id><published>2008-03-10T22:13:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T22:34:48.770+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily happenings'/><title type='text'>Series 24</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FvckojVQYuU/R9VGOHTbrzI/AAAAAAAAAGw/HtOwj0HOIAQ/s1600-h/vg-happy-birthday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FvckojVQYuU/R9VGOHTbrzI/AAAAAAAAAGw/HtOwj0HOIAQ/s400/vg-happy-birthday.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176120555024920370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm 24 today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny that my colleagues are telling me that I'm so young and how they would  sit by the window and recall back a time so long ago when they are 24 years old. Young and vibrant. Hmm... I can't help but to take a look at them from top to toe and wondering if such a time ever existed for the likes of them. heh... evil me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess few more years down the road, when I hear that it's someone's 24th birthday, probably I will have the same reaction, probably I will be scanned upon by a colleague many many years younger than me and thinking the same thing. Maybe... or I'll continue to be cool and rawkingz till the ends of the earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, 2 more hours and I'm 24 years and 1 day old. All I could think of now is rawk on DAP. And God bless Malaysia... Need tons of miracles to bring the country back up again. Today's share market was a free fall... this is what they called "deepshitz" situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kudos to Jeff Ooi! He won the election and is now part of the parliament. Those jokers who give him a tough time before this, all the best because you guys gona get pwnzed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live on Malaysia, Live on Kim Siah. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31905129-5495107726831417049?l=cksiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/feeds/5495107726831417049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31905129&amp;postID=5495107726831417049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/5495107726831417049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/5495107726831417049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/2008/03/series-24.html' title='Series 24'/><author><name>siah</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FvckojVQYuU/R9VGOHTbrzI/AAAAAAAAAGw/HtOwj0HOIAQ/s72-c/vg-happy-birthday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31905129.post-6727512584481689986</id><published>2008-03-05T18:08:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T18:14:47.221+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='for laughs'/><title type='text'>Med School</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FvckojVQYuU/R85x2X8Lg9I/AAAAAAAAAGk/0tOGuXUt_jw/s1600-h/surgery.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FvckojVQYuU/R85x2X8Lg9I/AAAAAAAAAGk/0tOGuXUt_jw/s400/surgery.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174198200848581586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:18;color:red;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte vml 1]&gt;&lt;v:shapetype id="_x0000_t75" coordsize="21600,21600" spt="75" preferrelative="t" path="m@4@5l@4@11@9@11@9@5xe" filled="f" stroked="f"&gt;  &lt;v:stroke joinstyle="miter"&gt;  &lt;v:formulas&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="if lineDrawn pixelLineWidth 0"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="sum @0 1 0"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="sum 0 0 @1"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="prod @2 1 2"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="prod @3 21600 pixelWidth"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="prod @3 21600 pixelHeight"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="sum @0 0 1"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="prod @6 1 2"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="prod @7 21600 pixelWidth"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="sum @8 21600 0"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="prod @7 21600 pixelHeight"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="sum @10 21600 0"&gt;  &lt;/v:formulas&gt;  &lt;v:path extrusionok="f" gradientshapeok="t" connecttype="rect"&gt;  &lt;o:lock ext="edit" aspectratio="t"&gt; &lt;/v:shapetype&gt;&lt;v:shape id="_x0000_s1026" type="#_x0000_t75" style="'position:absolute;"&gt;  &lt;v:imagedata src="file:///C:\DOCUME~1\ADMINI~1\LOCALS~1\Temp\msohtml1\01\clip_image001.jpg" title="anatomy class 1910"&gt;  &lt;w:wrap type="square"&gt; &lt;/v:shape&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if !vml]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;First-year students at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;st1:place  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;st1:placename&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Med&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:placename&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:placetype&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;School&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt; were receiving their first anatomy class with a real dead human body. They all gathered around the surgery table with the body covered with a white sheet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The professor started the class by telling them,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt; "In medicine, it is necessary to have 2 important qualities as a doctor. The first is that you not be disgusted by anything involving the human body."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For an example, the Professor pulled back the sheet, stuck his finger in the butt of the corpse, withdrew it and stuck his finger in his mouth. "Go ahead and do the same thing," he told his students.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The students freaked out, hesitated for several minutes, but eventually took turns sticking a finger in the butt of the dead body and sucking on it. When everyone had finished, the Professor looked at them and told them,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;color:red;"   &gt;"The second most important quality is observation. I stuck in my middle finger and sucked on my index finger. Now learn to pay attention."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31905129-6727512584481689986?l=cksiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/feeds/6727512584481689986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31905129&amp;postID=6727512584481689986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/6727512584481689986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/6727512584481689986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/2008/03/first-year-students-at-med-school-were.html' title='Med School'/><author><name>siah</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FvckojVQYuU/R85x2X8Lg9I/AAAAAAAAAGk/0tOGuXUt_jw/s72-c/surgery.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31905129.post-5695749260153371809</id><published>2008-02-04T08:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T11:01:43.953+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily happenings'/><title type='text'>Of the weekends and bla bla bla...</title><content type='html'>Switchfoot was a blast! Woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://musicmedia.ign.com/music/image/article/734/734111/switchfoot-20060921044140126.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://musicmedia.ign.com/music/image/article/734/734111/switchfoot-20060921044140126.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well, not that I went for the concert last Saturday but yeah, they are Switchfoot, what do you expect from their concert if not anything more than great? Heh... Hope they come back next year, this time will keep an eye out for their concert date. Not really a big fan of concerts or any particular bands but once in awhile joining the lively young crowd in a "Rah rah rah rah-jumping crazed" atmosphere will probably make me feel lil bit younger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sister is back though for the CNY holiday. Much awaited break for her since the past months have been hectic for her. So many lab sessions and exams, I think she will be happily finishing all the canto series I downloaded for her. I think I'll be a little bit extra nice to her since she's been hardworking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual nothing much have happened for the weekends but last Thursday was memorable. Had dinner with Paul, Sarah and Kristy. After like what felt centuries, finally get to meet up with them. Plus, Kristy is going off this coming Saturday. Definitely going to miss her. There's no other Kristy in this world so... yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the day where I will splurge on 3 boxes of Gundam models. Not sure if I'm going to live to regret today's splurging. I'm going for it. Below are some of the pictures of how it is going to look like when it is completed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.dalong.net/review/mg/m75/p/m75_12big.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://www.dalong.net/review/mg/m75/p/m75_12big.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wing Gundam Zero Custom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.dalong.net/review/mg/m97s/p/m97s_76.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://www.dalong.net/review/mg/m97s/p/m97s_76.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Strike Freedom Full Burst Mode&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.dalong.net/review/mg/mg101s/p/mg101s_61.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://www.dalong.net/review/mg/mg101s/p/mg101s_61.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Destiny Extreme Burst Mode&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/31905129-5695749260153371809?l=cksiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/feeds/5695749260153371809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31905129&amp;postID=5695749260153371809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/5695749260153371809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/5695749260153371809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/2008/02/of-weekends-and-bla-bla-bla.html' title='Of the weekends and bla bla bla...'/><author><name>siah</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-31905129.post-3975013511275676994</id><published>2008-01-22T10:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T10:18:40.557+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='current mood'/><title type='text'>Of Cataract Operation and Hong Leong Bank</title><content type='html'>As I'm typing this, dad is in the operation room doing his cataract operation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, nothing interesting about that, just pray that he will recover fully from the operation in no time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The funny thing we encounter earlier before his operation was this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad's Hong Leong Bank (HLB) visa card was blocked and when he called up the bank, he was told that there's a 90 ringgit fees that he did not clear hence he is not allowed to use the card.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After explaining to them that he is in the midst of getting an operation within 10 mins time and that he will pay the fees alongside with the operation fees, they still insist that he pay his 90 ringgit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bloody HLB fools. Process is a process that I can agree with, but if I'm a bank and my client with a stable income and financial status wants to spend another few k before he pays up the petty little 90 ringgit of stupid fees that appears from no where (mind you the card's annual fees are waved) I would with the least of worries allow him to use the card again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the next time I see any person trying to sell me their HLB credit card, I will just ask them to shove their cards up their management ass. Basically they don't know how to hire capable people to make on the spot decision that would involve a little risk but in turn gain certain amount of revenue for the company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is really pissing me off. Well, will just have to wait for my aunt to come and see how to settle the bills. And my pay is not even transferred to my account yet. I think its time for me to op for a credit card for emergencies like this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31905129-3975013511275676994?l=cksiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/feeds/3975013511275676994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31905129&amp;postID=3975013511275676994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/3975013511275676994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/3975013511275676994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/2008/01/of-cataract-operation-and-hong-leong.html' title='Of Cataract Operation and Hong Leong Bank'/><author><name>siah</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-31905129.post-5003513762634289469</id><published>2008-01-20T19:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T19:23:39.977+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='current mood'/><title type='text'>Currently...</title><content type='html'>1)Thanking God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanking God because there's nothing wrong with mom after her slipped and fell yesterday. Well, There's no way to be sure since she refuses to go for a MRI and X-Ray scan. pffft... now I know where I get my stubbornness from. It's genetic I tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)Cleaning up my room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Room is in such a mess that I probably need 10 years to clear up those junks! Don't even remember having those documents, clothes...etc in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pffft... organizing is such a chore when you are not prepared with proper organizing tools such as files or boxes. Deciding what documents to keep, what magazines to throw, do I still need my old jeans, who do I give all these unwanted clothes to...yadee yada yada... you get the picture. I'm totally boggled at the moment. Though I sound like a woman here but if you clean your room once in every 10 years then you will understand why...  x_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Listening and Loving Laura Fygi + Stacey Kent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice soothing songs they sing. Me likey... thanks to Elaine for her contribution to my mp3 song collectoins. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well time to go back to my spring cleaning session. Ciaoz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31905129-5003513762634289469?l=cksiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/feeds/5003513762634289469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31905129&amp;postID=5003513762634289469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/5003513762634289469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/5003513762634289469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/2008/01/currently.html' title='Currently...'/><author><name>siah</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-31905129.post-3736346309377778922</id><published>2008-01-19T17:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T17:20:05.684+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='current mood'/><title type='text'>The unexpected...</title><content type='html'>So far 2008 have been good for me. Normal year with stable income.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, recently a series of events occurs that made this stable and steady progressing 2008 to divert its course, and head towards a worrisome and stressful path.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, my dad will be expecting a minor cataract operation which after reading the recovery handbook for cataract patients made me realized that the entire process is not so minor after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just as I'm preparing myself for dad's operation on the 22nd this month, mom slipped and knock her head on the curb thingy in front of my house this morning. How did she fell? Well, thanks to the darn dog that pooped right in front of the main door. Mom was washing it and stupid el cheapo tiles became slippery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm praying that mom will not suffer from any side effects or serious injuries from this fall. She'll be going to the hospital for an X-Ray scan tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, other than feeling helpless, I'm a little angry at my incompetency. If I would be more capable, by now I would have owned a mansion and few maids to take care of stuff. Mom and Dad would not have to worried about making money. All they need to think about is how to stay healthy and live an interesting life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting impatient at the moment. With the rate I'm going with the normal tempo of earning and saving, it will take forever to achieve my target. This is frustrating. Yet, I know somethings are not meant to be rushed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Full on dilemma that I cannot do anything about.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31905129-3736346309377778922?l=cksiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/feeds/3736346309377778922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31905129&amp;postID=3736346309377778922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/3736346309377778922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/3736346309377778922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/2008/01/unexpected.html' title='The unexpected...'/><author><name>siah</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-31905129.post-2440419529662005173</id><published>2008-01-09T11:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T11:52:54.251+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='for laughs'/><title type='text'>For Laughs</title><content type='html'>From a colleague:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took my dad to the mall the other day to buy some new shoes. We decided to grab a bite at the food court.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I noticed he was watching a teenager sitting next to him. The teenager had spiked hair in all different colors: green, red, orange, and blue. My dad kept staring at him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The teenager would look and find him staring every time. When the teenager had enough, he sarcastically asked, 'What's the matter old man, never done anything wild in your life?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knowing my Dad, I quickly swallowed my food so that I would not choke on his response; knowing he would have a good one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in classic style he did not bat an eye in his response. 'Got drunk once and had sex with a peacock. I was just wondering if you were my son'.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31905129-2440419529662005173?l=cksiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/feeds/2440419529662005173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31905129&amp;postID=2440419529662005173' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/2440419529662005173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/2440419529662005173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/2008/01/for-laughs.html' title='For Laughs'/><author><name>siah</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-31905129.post-6892476068654112146</id><published>2007-12-04T00:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T00:53:58.457+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random stuff'/><title type='text'>Adopt a Christmas tree!</title><content type='html'>From day 1 when my social circle start expanding, most of the time I would be known or labeled as a "kind or good person". Sometimes I even get as far as a "gentlemen".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After many years of making friends and in the same time turning some into enemies, I start to wonder if coming of age does something horrible to this "kindness, goodness or even gentleness" of mine. Slowly, I discover there's something else within me that makes me wonder are those titles mine to carry in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mystery of the universe huh? Not really, just a thought that occasionally hit me when I'm extremely moody. Either that or because the festive season is arriving. Some how big celebrations brings the worst out of me. I hate holidays and I hate festivals... times like these makes me awkward and out of place. Heck...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any huuu, on a totally off note, if you want to get a Christmas present and you don't have any idea what to get and in the same time its been ages since you last donated for a cause... you can actually get one of these items below :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FvckojVQYuU/R1QzeiS6syI/AAAAAAAAAGU/xa1vvi4fdr4/s1600-R/16inch40cm25gold.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FvckojVQYuU/R1QzeiS6syI/AAAAAAAAAGU/uTZD9ZuMFPY/s400/16inch40cm25gold.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139789674431820578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Wah so gold ar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FvckojVQYuU/R1QzeyS6szI/AAAAAAAAAGc/mWDFgO-95xc/s1600-R/16inch40cm25red.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FvckojVQYuU/R1QzeyS6szI/AAAAAAAAAGc/TdwEay6RegQ/s400/16inch40cm25red.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139789678726787890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Wah red red like chinese new year ar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;They are Christmas trees decorated by One Academy student to raise funds for their graduation. Do support these bunch of talented and hardworking future designers, animators and even directors and give them a graduation that they won't forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do let me know if you want to purchase one of those wonderfully decorated Christmas-sy tree.&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/31905129-6892476068654112146?l=cksiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/feeds/6892476068654112146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31905129&amp;postID=6892476068654112146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/6892476068654112146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/6892476068654112146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/2007/12/adopt-christmas-tree.html' title='Adopt a Christmas tree!'/><author><name>siah</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FvckojVQYuU/R1QzeiS6syI/AAAAAAAAAGU/uTZD9ZuMFPY/s72-c/16inch40cm25gold.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31905129.post-727692206381447627</id><published>2007-11-28T02:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T02:18:42.041+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='for laughs'/><title type='text'>Blonde and Cars...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="postmessage_1024"&gt;A few days ago I was having some work done at my local garage. A blonde came in and asked for a seven-hundred-ten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all looked at each other and another customer asked, 'What is a seven-hundred-ten?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She replied, 'You know, the little piece in the middle of the engine, I have lost it and need a new one..'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She replied that she did not know exactly what it was, but this piece had always been there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mechanic gave her a piece of paper and a pen and asked her to draw what the piece looked like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She drew a circle and in the middle of it wrote 710. He then took her over to another car which had its hood up and asked 'is there a 710 on this car?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She pointed and said, 'Of course, its right there.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FvckojVQYuU/R0xfWEmtayI/AAAAAAAAAGM/bcNaQ8etgFQ/s1600-h/710_269.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FvckojVQYuU/R0xfWEmtayI/AAAAAAAAAGM/bcNaQ8etgFQ/s400/710_269.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137586107720756002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="postmessage_1024"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31905129-727692206381447627?l=cksiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/feeds/727692206381447627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31905129&amp;postID=727692206381447627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/727692206381447627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/727692206381447627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/2007/11/blonde-and-cars.html' title='Blonde and Cars...'/><author><name>siah</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FvckojVQYuU/R0xfWEmtayI/AAAAAAAAAGM/bcNaQ8etgFQ/s72-c/710_269.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31905129.post-4823324042985011833</id><published>2007-11-17T19:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-17T19:07:52.707+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>Standby Mode...</title><content type='html'>Well, have been offered to be on standby technical support for the finance team last week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boss confirmed the deal and slight increase in my income. Wonderful eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some how I am not as excited as I thought I would. Grateful to God for the offer, definitely. The allowance that I get from the deal is more than enough to keep me stay on working for the company for another year. But...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, yesterday had another chilling session with some of my old mates. It's been awhile. Like Metal says, everybody is growing up, no time for gatherings, what more girlfriends? Can't say I totally agree to that but, maybe because I'm not as grown up as I'm suppose to be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need to start doing something purposeful and fruitful during Sats and Suns... weekends are getting way boring nowadays. Need to get some classes or exercises going on, feeling like a bum every weekend isn't really what I call boosting the ego.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, I'm getting a new phone and a new postpaid line soon! Thanks to my allowance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31905129-4823324042985011833?l=cksiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/feeds/4823324042985011833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31905129&amp;postID=4823324042985011833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/4823324042985011833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/4823324042985011833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/2007/11/standby-mode.html' title='Standby Mode...'/><author><name>siah</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-31905129.post-1112220717472468410</id><published>2007-10-23T00:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T01:02:45.087+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random stuff'/><title type='text'>Age of 23</title><content type='html'>Age of 23 is such an awkward age. We are neither fully a grown up nor are we still the young punks that we us to be when we were 18.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Experiences or even lessons that we have gone through thus far, whether rough or smooth, does not grant us the authority or even credentials to proudly declare that we've been through life and I don't really think that the younger ones should heed our sayings. At least not just yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As much as we can be talented and be excellent in our studies, work and so forth, I still don't think we have gone through enough to be giving life lessons to others. In fact, I would believe that many of us at this age are still growing. Some of us have purpose, some of us don't, but which ever category we falls into, we are still learning how to be a grown up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But having all that said, I'm enjoying my age of 23 and am thankful that I can take things slowly work wise. It is pure blessings for me to be able to reach this stage of life. And I do pray that such blessings will extend for many many more years to come. And that my family will be blessed as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just thought of putting this down. Nothing much, just a random post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31905129-1112220717472468410?l=cksiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/feeds/1112220717472468410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31905129&amp;postID=1112220717472468410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/1112220717472468410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/1112220717472468410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/2007/10/age-of-23.html' title='Age of 23'/><author><name>siah</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-31905129.post-8099753128615823448</id><published>2007-10-09T19:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T19:17:08.684+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>Updates...</title><content type='html'>Woah... it's been awhile since I updated this place. Anyhow, lets recap on what I have done during my absence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Penang trip was a blast, definitely fun just eating, chilling and watching dvd. But sleeping on the sofa isn't a good way to rest... back ache...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quest to buy a handphone for myself have not come to an end yet because the phones that I wanted to get turn out to be nothing great after all. But I am fixing my eyes on Samsung U700. Cool phone. Only cons - Priceh... whooping RM 15++.00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want a new comp and a 22 inch LCD monitor as well! Either LG or Sony. But Asus looks promising as well though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been spending alot of time with my colleagues. What to do, its convenient since everybody stay so near. Besides, they are fun to hang out with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to put my tithes into the offering bag!! It's been accumulating since few months ago! Argh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, have never felt so aimless before in my life up till now. Plans to work my way up from bottom crushed when the new jackass manager and his trustee idiotic sidekick took over the department.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like Metal says, don't bite the hands that might control your future. I agree... but in addition to that statement, I would like to add "bite it after you got your future and surpasses them". ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siah logging off...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31905129-8099753128615823448?l=cksiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/feeds/8099753128615823448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31905129&amp;postID=8099753128615823448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/8099753128615823448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/8099753128615823448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/2007/10/updates.html' title='Updates...'/><author><name>siah</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-31905129.post-2114349161849495938</id><published>2007-09-06T01:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T01:42:41.907+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='for laughs'/><title type='text'>Funny!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;One fine day I would wish to be able to pull this off towards some clients of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh...sooo funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is a true story from the WordPerfect helpline. Needless to say, the help desk employee was fired; however, he/she is currently suing the Word Perfect organization for "Termination without Cause."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Actual dialogue of a  former WordPerfect Customer Support employee with a caller:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Customer Support: &lt;/strong&gt;"Ridge Hall computer assistant; may I help you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Caller:&lt;/strong&gt; "Yes, well, I'm having trouble with  WordPerfect."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;CS:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;"What sort of trouble?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;C: &lt;/strong&gt;"Well, I was just typing along, and all of a sudden the words  went away."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;CS:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;"Went away?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;C: &lt;/strong&gt;"They disappeared."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;CS:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;"Hmm. So what does your screen look like now?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;C: &lt;/strong&gt;"Nothing."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;CS:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;"Nothing?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;C: &lt;/strong&gt;"It's blank; it won't accept anything when I type."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;CS:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;"Are you still in WordPerfect, or did you get out?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;C: &lt;/strong&gt;"How do I tell?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;CS:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;"Can you see the C: prompt on the screen?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;C:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;"What's a sea-prompt?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;CS:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;"Never mind. Can you move the cursor around on the screen?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;C:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;"There isn't any cursor, I told you, it won't accept anything I  type."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;CS: &lt;/strong&gt;"Does your monitor have a power indicator?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;C:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;"What's a monitor?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;CS:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;"It's the thing with the screen on it that looks like a TV.   Does it have a little light that tells you when it's on?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;C: &lt;/strong&gt;"I don't know."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;CS: &lt;/strong&gt;"Well, then look on the back of the monitor and find where the  power cord goes into it. Can you see that?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;strong style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;C: &lt;/strong&gt;"Yes, I think so."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;strong style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;CS: &lt;/strong&gt;"Great. Follow the cord to the plug, and tell me if it's plugged  into the wall."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;strong style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;C: &lt;/strong&gt;".......Yes, it is."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;CS:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;"When you were behind the monitor, did you notice that there were  two cables plugged into the back of it, not just one?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;C:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;"No."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;CS:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;"Well, there are. I need you to look back there again and find  the other cable."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;strong style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;C: &lt;/strong&gt;".......Okay, here it is."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;strong style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;CS: &lt;/strong&gt;"Follow it for me, and tell me if it's plugged securely into the  back of your computer."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;strong style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;C: &lt;/strong&gt;"I can't reach."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;CS:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;"Uh huh. Well, can you see if it is?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;C: &lt;/strong&gt;"No."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;CS:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;"Even if you maybe put your knee on something and lean way  over?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;C:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;"Oh, it's not because I don't have the right angle - it's because  it's dark."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;CS:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;"Dark?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;C:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;"Yes - the office light is off, and the only light I have is  coming in  from the window."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;CS: &lt;/strong&gt;"Well, turn on the office light then."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;C:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;"I can't."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;CS:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;"No? Why not?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;C: &lt;/strong&gt;"Because there's a power outage."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;CS:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;"A power... A power outage? Ah, Okay, we've got it licked now. Do you still have the boxes and manuals and packing stuff your computer came in?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;C:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;"Well, yes, I keep them in the closet."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;CS:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;"Good. Go get them, and unplug your system and pack it up just like it was when you got it. Then take it back to the store you bought it from."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;C:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;"Really? Is it that bad?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;CS:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;"Yes, I'm afraid it is."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;C:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;"Well, all right then, I suppose. What do I tell them?"&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;  CS:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;"Tell them you're too stupid to own a  computer."  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31905129-2114349161849495938?l=cksiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/feeds/2114349161849495938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31905129&amp;postID=2114349161849495938' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/2114349161849495938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/2114349161849495938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/2007/09/wordperfect-help.html' title='Funny!'/><author><name>siah</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-31905129.post-1205534312853861616</id><published>2007-09-04T23:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T01:37:06.594+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trips'/><title type='text'>Back to back trip</title><content type='html'>Woohoo... My trip finally arriving!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First trip Ulu Yam! Most probably to a place called Sendat Falls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.waterfallsofmalaysia.com/04sendat.php"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FvckojVQYuU/Rt17hvowJmI/AAAAAAAAAFo/U6B8IhTe_l8/s400/sendat01.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106373372161304162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Picture courtesy of &lt;a href="http://www.waterfallsofmalaysia.com/access.php?access=1"&gt;waterfallsofmalaysia.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.waterfallsofmalaysia.com/04sendat.php"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FvckojVQYuU/Rt17tPowJnI/AAAAAAAAAFw/SWuP5xwjTjY/s400/sendat04.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106373569729799794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Picture courtesy of &lt;a href="http://www.waterfallsofmalaysia.com/access.php?access=1"&gt;waterfallsofmalaysia.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.waterfallsofmalaysia.com/04sendat.php"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FvckojVQYuU/Rt172fowJoI/AAAAAAAAAF4/ut-t3i4wkf0/s400/sendat06.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106373728643589762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Picture courtesy of &lt;a href="http://www.waterfallsofmalaysia.com/access.php?access=1"&gt;waterfallsofmalaysia.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;For more details of Sendat, click on those pictures. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, the next trip will be to - Penang!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bos! Char Koay Teoh satu!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31905129-1205534312853861616?l=cksiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/feeds/1205534312853861616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31905129&amp;postID=1205534312853861616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/1205534312853861616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/1205534312853861616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/2007/09/back-to-back-trip.html' title='Back to back trip'/><author><name>siah</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FvckojVQYuU/Rt17hvowJmI/AAAAAAAAAFo/U6B8IhTe_l8/s72-c/sendat01.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31905129.post-2643986632415087124</id><published>2007-08-28T03:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T03:36:03.414+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life project'/><title type='text'>Project: Room Transformation</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;Intro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The idea of making my room a little more comfy and adding a little more character to it have been in my head for quite some time. I think it is about time I finally start putting plans into action. Or at least start to plan and search for suitable items to replace some of the furnitures inside my room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Transformation 1: The Desk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;At the moment, the one thing I want to replace the most is my study table. Bought it since 1997, the first year of high school. Parents probably having hopes that I will one day be a scientist or a doctor... hmm... anyway, there's nothing wrong with my table but it is time to let my table go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a picture of my table:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FvckojVQYuU/RtMkxPowJkI/AAAAAAAAAFY/ebmU3whcIvA/s1600-h/P1030008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FvckojVQYuU/RtMkxPowJkI/AAAAAAAAAFY/ebmU3whcIvA/s400/P1030008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103463231170553410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Current study table&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Can you see how much space is my table wasting? And it is not suitable to be a computer table because I have no wrist space when I want to type. And of course I want to expand my comp speakers into something bit more fancy. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, I roughly had an idea of how my new table going to be. It should be a corner table that look something like the table below:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FvckojVQYuU/RtMlgfowJlI/AAAAAAAAAFg/xbDQreg-tqI/s1600-h/lg-cds-n_600.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FvckojVQYuU/RtMlgfowJlI/AAAAAAAAAFg/xbDQreg-tqI/s400/lg-cds-n_600.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103464042919372370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Sexeh new table!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Once I get something like this, gone be the messy wiring, gone be the little wrist space and here comes my sexeh new speakers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Next Post - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Transformation 2: The Speakers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31905129-2643986632415087124?l=cksiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/feeds/2643986632415087124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31905129&amp;postID=2643986632415087124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/2643986632415087124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/2643986632415087124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/2007/08/project-room-renovation.html' title='Project: Room Transformation'/><author><name>siah</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FvckojVQYuU/RtMkxPowJkI/AAAAAAAAAFY/ebmU3whcIvA/s72-c/P1030008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31905129.post-1965769779618198836</id><published>2007-08-26T03:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T04:23:55.947+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random stuff'/><title type='text'>Sweet ride for the feet</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FvckojVQYuU/RtCImvowJfI/AAAAAAAAAEw/APdAs67Z6-4/s1600-h/P1010011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FvckojVQYuU/RtCImvowJfI/AAAAAAAAAEw/APdAs67Z6-4/s400/P1010011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102728577014572530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh look! It's a converse plastic bag! hmm.. What is it doing in my room?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FvckojVQYuU/RtCOPPowJjI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/BW9xTvDvp2o/s1600-h/P1010013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FvckojVQYuU/RtCOPPowJjI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/BW9xTvDvp2o/s400/P1010013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102734770357413426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;There's a pair of shoes inside!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FvckojVQYuU/RtCMNPowJhI/AAAAAAAAAFA/ivZqbJtaOxw/s1600-h/P1010016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FvckojVQYuU/RtCMNPowJhI/AAAAAAAAAFA/ivZqbJtaOxw/s400/P1010016.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102732536974419474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Woohoo... mah new sexeh pair of Converse and its free! I love shopping with mom!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh... seriously, nothing much to post about, this particular post is dedicated to those bimbo-ish bloggers out there. We don't care about your new pair of bras or new set of steroids built biceps... &gt;.&lt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life as it is - mundane. And I can't be talking too much about work because it will be a bore. New manager is still an ass, now there's an additional ass licking prick that have join him in torturing the daylights out of the unfortunate us. bla bla bla... can't wait to get even when I get the chance... IF i get the chance to... pffftt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... I think I'll just play around with the new camera that my sister bought with her own allowance... basically mom will be paying for that too... lousy sister... don't know how to earn but know how to spend already. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciaozoo...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31905129-1965769779618198836?l=cksiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/feeds/1965769779618198836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31905129&amp;postID=1965769779618198836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/1965769779618198836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/1965769779618198836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/2007/08/sweet-ride-for-feet.html' title='Sweet ride for the feet'/><author><name>siah</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FvckojVQYuU/RtCImvowJfI/AAAAAAAAAEw/APdAs67Z6-4/s72-c/P1010011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31905129.post-3570305222623396930</id><published>2007-08-19T04:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T04:22:39.920+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random stuff'/><title type='text'>Addiction</title><content type='html'>Addiction in any form proves to be deadly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It occupies your mind, your body, overall... your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What ever the obsession is, it does not matter, the only thing is that it will cling on to you to a point where you in return holding on to it like there's no tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May it be addiction to tell a lie, addiction to games, addiction to alcohol... whatever form, addiction destroys life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you had an addiction lately?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31905129-3570305222623396930?l=cksiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/feeds/3570305222623396930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31905129&amp;postID=3570305222623396930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/3570305222623396930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/3570305222623396930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/2007/08/addiction.html' title='Addiction'/><author><name>siah</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-31905129.post-5316336290726482007</id><published>2007-08-15T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T00:10:38.570+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wishes'/><title type='text'>The girl who is precious were born...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FvckojVQYuU/RsMlPEPvVfI/AAAAAAAAAEo/aXInKZjs2lY/s1600-h/cake176a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FvckojVQYuU/RsMlPEPvVfI/AAAAAAAAAEo/aXInKZjs2lY/s400/cake176a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098960143881557490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Happy Birthday &lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Kristy Tan Wei Shia&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May you get abundant and abundant blessings and then blessed others abundantly at the same time as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great birthday! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31905129-5316336290726482007?l=cksiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/feeds/5316336290726482007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31905129&amp;postID=5316336290726482007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/5316336290726482007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/5316336290726482007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/2007/08/girl-who-is-precious-were-born.html' title='The girl who is precious were born...'/><author><name>siah</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FvckojVQYuU/RsMlPEPvVfI/AAAAAAAAAEo/aXInKZjs2lY/s72-c/cake176a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31905129.post-789822293577192358</id><published>2007-08-15T01:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T01:33:37.244+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wishes'/><title type='text'>The girl who went Indonesia...</title><content type='html'>Yo! All the best Karyn! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:void(0)" onclick="return false;" tabindex="10"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would probably be busy figuring out where classes at, having culture shocked, preparing yourself for the ragging, and 1001 more other things you need to attend to over there. But if you read this then yup, sorry couldn't send you off. Would love to but work was hectic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, enjoy your stay while you are there. God still rules even though you are at a foreign land. See you this December if you are coming back and hope you will get to know your laptop better as fast as possible when your Dad brings it over. ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh... ciaozoo...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31905129-789822293577192358?l=cksiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/feeds/789822293577192358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31905129&amp;postID=789822293577192358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/789822293577192358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/789822293577192358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/2007/08/girl-who-went-indonesia.html' title='The girl who went Indonesia...'/><author><name>siah</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-31905129.post-2716402886058858338</id><published>2007-08-15T01:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T01:25:41.363+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random stuff'/><title type='text'>Dumb Lawyer's One Liners</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;Having a pretty mixed up feelings at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what the hey, life goes on. Anyhow, bumped into few one liners that cracked me up a little bit. Hope you guys like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lawyer:&lt;/b&gt;  "You were there until the time you left, is that true?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lawyer:&lt;/b&gt;  "Were you alone or by yourself?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lawyer:&lt;/b&gt;  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;em&gt;"You don't know what it was, and you didn't know what&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; it looked like, but can you describe it?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;And the best line any lawyer could ever give while in court would be this:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Lawyer:&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;  (realizing he was on the verge of asking a stupid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; question)  "Your Honor, I'd like to strike the next question."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Well its not all that funny but it is amusing to be able to think of some people you know of who often asks questions like these. Don't you think?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;And I really really want to finish this game:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;img src="http://games.kikizo.com/media/godofwar2_jan07/01c.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GoW 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&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/31905129-2716402886058858338?l=cksiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/feeds/2716402886058858338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31905129&amp;postID=2716402886058858338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/2716402886058858338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/2716402886058858338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/2007/08/dumb-lawyer-one-liners.html' title='Dumb Lawyer&amp;#39;s One Liners'/><author><name>siah</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-31905129.post-3644690058322117793</id><published>2007-07-26T19:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T21:16:36.414+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily happenings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='current mood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about work'/><title type='text'>Timely Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/puXJVqS0lCY"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/puXJVqS0lCY" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been MIA from me blog for quite a while now. Busy with work and then busy with de-stressing after that. Come to think of it, I've been MIA from church settings for quite some time as well, not that I can help it. But will try making myself available.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been 1 year and 1 month working in IBM, I think it is time to change settings. Need  job with more stress and more pay. But if I do leave IBM, only reason I will miss IBM tons would be all the friends that I've manage to make there till now. Most of them are similar age or wave lengths. Surprisingly, they allow me to be me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does that mean? Means that all of them does not force themselves to grow up but rather enjoy the process of being young and being an adult at the same time. It is definitely a mixed feelings and the perspective that they have while facing troubles or hardships varies. But in the end of the day, we still can gather and laugh at each other's childish acts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why bother being some one you are not just because some people that you know have tell you off when they don't even know you that well. I don't know, to me anything goes as long as I am alright with it. I don't have to be right all the time and I don't mind making mistakes and enjoy the process of growing up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, with such good environment to work at but sudden change of management caused the whole team to go into a frenzy state of unnecessary stressfulness. I think on the last day when my threshold meet its limit, I will allow my distaste to consume me and give my 2 cents to the new manager. That I am capable of...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, I'm a rebel...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31905129-3644690058322117793?l=cksiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/feeds/3644690058322117793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31905129&amp;postID=3644690058322117793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/3644690058322117793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/3644690058322117793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/2007/07/timely-update.html' title='Timely Update'/><author><name>siah</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-31905129.post-2400257682392292714</id><published>2007-07-09T20:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-09T20:42:13.693+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random stuff'/><title type='text'>Dream Come True</title><content type='html'>There is this kid, whose name is Siah. This is a story about him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few years ago Siah had a dream, a dream to achieve Hyper Treadingness when he got his new Black Machina. But due to under budget, he can't afford to upgrade the firing rate of this Black Machina to Hyper Treading (HT).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All he need is a microchip and his sexeh Black Machina will be firing rounds and rounds of plasma rays with ease. He's been wondering for way too long to remember how long will he get himself an upgrade...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's all over now, all those times of day dreaming about the upgrade have come to an end. Now with the help of 512mb Kingston DDR1 RAM, the Black Machina fires up like smooth chocolate. Ooh... hotz... People meet the RAM :&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FvckojVQYuU/RpIs7IPUPRI/AAAAAAAAAEg/pqkjltIwdco/s1600-h/kingston_ddr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FvckojVQYuU/RpIs7IPUPRI/AAAAAAAAAEg/pqkjltIwdco/s400/kingston_ddr.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085176323590339858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lover you RAM!!! 1GB babeh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31905129-2400257682392292714?l=cksiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/feeds/2400257682392292714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31905129&amp;postID=2400257682392292714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/2400257682392292714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/2400257682392292714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/2007/07/dream-come-true.html' title='Dream Come True'/><author><name>siah</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FvckojVQYuU/RpIs7IPUPRI/AAAAAAAAAEg/pqkjltIwdco/s72-c/kingston_ddr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31905129.post-7177741972433140253</id><published>2007-07-09T09:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-09T09:28:18.890+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random stuff'/><title type='text'>Employer vs Employee</title><content type='html'>When I Take a long time to finish, I am slow,&lt;br /&gt;When my boss takes a long time, he is thorough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I don't do it, I am lazy,&lt;br /&gt;When my boss does not do it, he is busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I do something without being told, I am trying to be smart,&lt;br /&gt;When my boss does the same, he takes the initiative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I please my boss, I am apple polishing,&lt;br /&gt;When my boss pleases his boss, he is cooperating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I make a mistake, you're an idiot.&lt;br /&gt;When my boss makes a mistake, he's only human.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I am out of the office, I am wandering around,&lt;br /&gt;When my boss is out of the office, he's on business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I am on a day off sick, I am always sick,&lt;br /&gt;When my boss is a day off sick, he must be very ill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I apply for leave, I must be going for an interview,&lt;br /&gt;When my boss applies for leave, it's because he's overworked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I do good, my boss never remembers,&lt;br /&gt;When I do wrong, he never forgets.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31905129-7177741972433140253?l=cksiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/feeds/7177741972433140253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31905129&amp;postID=7177741972433140253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/7177741972433140253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/7177741972433140253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/2007/07/employer-vs-employee.html' title='Employer vs Employee'/><author><name>siah</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-31905129.post-5070309678354758614</id><published>2007-06-26T22:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T22:16:43.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bully Pwnzed</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;img src='http://content.answers.com/main/content/img/CDE/_TOONHAK.JPG'&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;p class='poweredbyperformancing'&gt;Powered by &lt;a href='http://scribefire.com/'&gt;ScribeFire&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31905129-5070309678354758614?l=cksiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/feeds/5070309678354758614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31905129&amp;postID=5070309678354758614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/5070309678354758614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/5070309678354758614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/2007/06/bully-pwnzed.html' title='Bully Pwnzed'/><author><name>siah</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-31905129.post-832220301253471034</id><published>2007-06-24T03:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T03:59:42.051+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='for laughs'/><title type='text'>Unconventional Hang Man</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FvckojVQYuU/Rn17XiumgAI/AAAAAAAAAEY/wY7A5qQITYM/s1600-h/651_7_91_2007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FvckojVQYuU/Rn17XiumgAI/AAAAAAAAAEY/wY7A5qQITYM/s400/651_7_91_2007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079351599133261826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is dang funny... only a pure genius can come up with this. ROFL...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31905129-832220301253471034?l=cksiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/feeds/832220301253471034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31905129&amp;postID=832220301253471034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/832220301253471034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/832220301253471034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/2007/06/unconventional-hang-man.html' title='Unconventional Hang Man'/><author><name>siah</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FvckojVQYuU/Rn17XiumgAI/AAAAAAAAAEY/wY7A5qQITYM/s72-c/651_7_91_2007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31905129.post-9035619839927359279</id><published>2007-06-21T12:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T18:53:58.338+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random stuff'/><title type='text'>Yodelayiyo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FvckojVQYuU/RnoSnyumf9I/AAAAAAAAAEA/pJDjtGz4y5k/s1600-h/windsurfing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FvckojVQYuU/RnoSnyumf9I/AAAAAAAAAEA/pJDjtGz4y5k/s320/windsurfing.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078392004655087570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Windsurfing this August, Singapore here I come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Syucks... this trip is going to cost me a pain in the tush... grrr... but this is the long awaited trip so its going to be the trip of the year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sun... Sea... Sand and ... here I come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if he is going to be there to great me or not this time... hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FvckojVQYuU/RnoTnSumf-I/AAAAAAAAAEI/JUQV3ytNPx0/s1600-h/pirates.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FvckojVQYuU/RnoTnSumf-I/AAAAAAAAAEI/JUQV3ytNPx0/s320/pirates.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078393095576780770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Haha... "Welcome to Singahpoh!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31905129-9035619839927359279?l=cksiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/feeds/9035619839927359279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31905129&amp;postID=9035619839927359279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/9035619839927359279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/9035619839927359279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/2007/06/windsurfing-this-august-singapore-here.html' title='Yodelayiyo!'/><author><name>siah</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FvckojVQYuU/RnoSnyumf9I/AAAAAAAAAEA/pJDjtGz4y5k/s72-c/windsurfing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31905129.post-5374118653280800663</id><published>2007-06-14T19:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T19:57:30.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Scribe Fire and Safari 3 Public Beta</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;Recently have been browsing through some of the add-ons provided by Firefox and accidentally bumped into a pretty neat blogging tool called the ScribeFire.  &lt;img src='http://scribefire.com/themes/sympal_theme/logo.png'&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;Basically it is a tool that allows you to blog as you browse. If you so happen to bumped upon a pretty neat site or some interesting information, you can easily just use &lt;a href='http://scribefire.com/'&gt;ScribeFire&lt;/a&gt; to post it up to your blog.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;The another new application I've been trying out is the Safari 3. Safari 3 basically is the internet browser made specifically for Apple before this but now they have made a version for the Microsoft Windows users. It is still in its Beta state though. But no harm to try it out. &lt;img width='518' height='370' src='http://images.apple.com/safari/images/hero20070611.png'&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;The browser loads up pages and web applications slightly faster than the rest of the browsers available, the plus point is the silver-ish interface, it is Sweeet. &lt;a href='http://www.apple.com/safari/'&gt;Safari 3&lt;/a&gt; really does loads faster by a few seconds which is pretty fast if you ask me. &lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;Break time's over. Time to get back to work now. Have fun &lt;i&gt;Amigos.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;p class='poweredbyperformancing'&gt;Powered by &lt;a href='http://scribefire.com/'&gt;ScribeFire&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31905129-5374118653280800663?l=cksiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/feeds/5374118653280800663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31905129&amp;postID=5374118653280800663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/5374118653280800663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/5374118653280800663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/2007/06/scribe-fire-and-safari-3-public-beta.html' title='Scribe Fire and Safari 3 Public Beta'/><author><name>siah</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-31905129.post-6540926207673597044</id><published>2007-06-14T01:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T01:09:27.945+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ultimate Rejection Letter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;pre&gt;Herbert A. Millington&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;Chair - Search Committee&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;412A Clarkson Hall, Whitson University&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;College Hill, MA  34109&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;Dear Professor Millington,&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;Thank you for your letter of March 16.  After careful consideration, I&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;regret to inform you that I am unable to accept your refusal to offer me&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;an assistant professor position in your department. &lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;This year I have been particularly fortunate in receiving an unusually&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;large number of rejection letters.  With such a varied and promising field&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;of candidates, it is impossible for me to accept all refusals. &lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;Despite Whitson's outstanding qualifications and previous experience in&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;rejecting applicants, I find that your rejection does not meet my needs at&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;this time.  Therefore, I will assume the position of assistant professor&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;in your department this August.  I look forward to seeing you then. &lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;Best of luck in rejecting future applicants.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;Chris L. Jensen&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;p class='poweredbyperformancing'&gt;Powered by &lt;a href='http://scribefire.com/'&gt;ScribeFire&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31905129-6540926207673597044?l=cksiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/feeds/6540926207673597044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31905129&amp;postID=6540926207673597044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/6540926207673597044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/6540926207673597044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/2007/06/ultimate-rejection-letter.html' title='Ultimate Rejection Letter'/><author><name>siah</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-31905129.post-1250719746533477435</id><published>2007-06-13T12:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T15:39:09.423+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily happenings'/><title type='text'>Ocean's Night Out</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FvckojVQYuU/Rm-Ixyumf6I/AAAAAAAAADo/S5HRXOLpxfE/s1600-h/oceans13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FvckojVQYuU/Rm-Ixyumf6I/AAAAAAAAADo/S5HRXOLpxfE/s320/oceans13.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075425694082039714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sequels sequels... tons of that are coming out, but so far non of them are really impressing. But they are still rather enjoyable since I watched a few of those with different clicks of good friends. I think probably that is why I rather not watch a movie alone. So far Ocean's 13 is the latest sequels that I've watched and not a bad one I guess considering the fact that the casts are mega stars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are few things guys would never be too tired or too sick to talk about, namely girls, cars or sports related. But after yesterday's mamak session with Anthony, Daniel, Aaron and Sek Teng, I found out another intriguing topic that might be the new "IN" thing for the guys to talk about, the topic would be about MUSCLES. Yes, you heard me right, muscles. We spent whole half an hour or so talking about who's having the better looking muscles while watching wrestling programme on the projected screen. Sigh... are we that bored or the muscles are just so interesting for us to be talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FvckojVQYuU/Rm-b4Cumf7I/AAAAAAAAADw/PIaLs-iKkhc/s1600-h/GPD_43351high_27_0_4001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FvckojVQYuU/Rm-b4Cumf7I/AAAAAAAAADw/PIaLs-iKkhc/s320/GPD_43351high_27_0_4001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075446692177149874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, I want to get a new phone! Dumb phone is acting up already. Buttons are not responding, batteries life are like the lifespan of a delicious chocolate bar before a fat guy. W880i!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31905129-1250719746533477435?l=cksiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/feeds/1250719746533477435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31905129&amp;postID=1250719746533477435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/1250719746533477435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/1250719746533477435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/2007/06/oceans-night-out.html' title='Ocean&apos;s Night Out'/><author><name>siah</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FvckojVQYuU/Rm-Ixyumf6I/AAAAAAAAADo/S5HRXOLpxfE/s72-c/oceans13.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31905129.post-8993915151134762202</id><published>2007-06-11T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T23:40:08.086+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily happenings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about work'/><title type='text'>Wadaday: The Limits</title><content type='html'>I refuse to believe that Mondays are usually the worst day of the entire week. Even if today was a really stressful day, I almost used up my 1 week's worth of patience in 1 day. All thanks to people who envies me being jolly good mood on a Monday. God is working my patience out I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First thing in the morning I have to deal with a colleague who's common sense amounts to zero, either that or this colleague of mine likes to see how far can I be pushed before I start being sarcastically mean and start using subtle puns to ruin the day for her. She made me wait for her outside of the office building for 45 mins while she was nicely inside the building enjoying the aircond. A simple instructions such as bring the items to the lobby and load it into the car when I arrive. Now which part of the instructions says that I will be parking my car illegally on the road side and coming down from it to get her from within the building? Urgh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then if I wasn't irritated enough, as I returned to the office quickly I was charged at by a user who's machine was dropped carelessly by himself to the ground hence cracking all the parts that could possibly be cracked in a laptop turning a passionately built machine into an unusable piece of junk, despite of having any sense of guilt and regret, this joker have the cheek to demand for a replacement there and then and being all snobbish for no apparent reason as though his ancestors own the runs the company since thousand of years ago. He showed really little respect to the machine and to the guardian of all the machines in IBM - ME...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I must say, in both situations I reacted professionally and Christian-likely since I did not react negatively or angrily towards both of them. In fact, I was helpful and polite until the very end. Because I just didn't want them to have a bad Monday like me just because of some small incidents. Yes small incidents... nothing to be obsessed about or to be grudging about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did I post up this story then? Well there are two reasons, one is just to remind my readers that a lot of crappy incidents will happen in a lifetime and its not worth our time to be holding on to each and every one of those incidents. Let it go as fast as you can. The second reason would be, I just wanted to test if the Moji on my right will wake up from its deep slumber or not... dumb Moji, been sleeping for the past few days. Grrr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great week. Ocean 13th here I come...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31905129-8993915151134762202?l=cksiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/feeds/8993915151134762202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31905129&amp;postID=8993915151134762202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/8993915151134762202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/8993915151134762202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/2007/06/wadaday-limits.html' title='Wadaday: The Limits'/><author><name>siah</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-31905129.post-4497251404826062530</id><published>2007-06-07T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T22:25:25.149+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random stuff'/><title type='text'>Tagged by the knees!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5 things found in your bag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- keys&lt;br /&gt;- wallet&lt;br /&gt;- handphone&lt;br /&gt;- access card&lt;br /&gt;- pen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5 things found in your purse/wallet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- calendar&lt;br /&gt;- money&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- bank card&lt;br /&gt;- ID&lt;br /&gt;- receipts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5 favorite things in your room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- bed&lt;br /&gt;- computer&lt;br /&gt;- fan&lt;br /&gt;- cd/dvd stash&lt;br /&gt;- aircond&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5 types of humans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- there are 5 type of humans? gosh! and there I thought there's only one type of human which is human.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5 things you've always wanted to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Stay at a place where all your friends are staying nearby.&lt;br /&gt;- Go to Europe&lt;br /&gt;- Become wise&lt;br /&gt;- Learn Martial Arts!&lt;br /&gt;- Get eight pax like leon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5 things you're currently into &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- God&lt;br /&gt;- Girls&lt;br /&gt;- Games&lt;br /&gt;- Get paid&lt;br /&gt;- Go go agogo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;people you tag&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- Everyone who wants to do this&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;There you go &lt;a href="http://www.denise-shenii.blogspot.com/"&gt;niseh&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31905129-4497251404826062530?l=cksiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/feeds/4497251404826062530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31905129&amp;postID=4497251404826062530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/4497251404826062530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/4497251404826062530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/2007/06/tagged-by-knees.html' title='Tagged by the knees!'/><author><name>siah</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-31905129.post-7242604262570130742</id><published>2007-06-05T18:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T19:08:53.256+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily happenings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about work'/><title type='text'>Wadaday!</title><content type='html'>Line of the day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Girl from China:&lt;/span&gt; May I know what is the probrem to mai machine?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me from Blurland:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*press press keyboard, no response*&lt;/span&gt; Oh, it's your mother'sfault.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Girl from China:&lt;/span&gt; Huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me from Blurland:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt; *realized I said the wrong thing and am blushing now*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt; Erm, its your motherboard fault----y.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh... this sorta thing happens when you are kim siah. Plus when you have to handle users all by yourself even tho there are other colleagues around who just wouldn't bother to do their job and for the management not to hire sufficient people to handle the tasks at hand. Was at the verge of letting my frustration and dissatisfaction explode but the better side of me got a hold on myself and woke me up on time. It would be disastrous if I were to dwell in that moment a lil longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, suppose to go watch Shrek 3 with Judah and Xiao Wen today but they ffk me. Sad... but good thing my 7th sense told me that it is dangerous to purchase the ticket first so I didn't. Wahahah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karyn, I want to watch Blades of Glory!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31905129-7242604262570130742?l=cksiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/feeds/7242604262570130742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31905129&amp;postID=7242604262570130742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/7242604262570130742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/7242604262570130742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/2007/06/wadaday.html' title='Wadaday!'/><author><name>siah</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-31905129.post-4167414973690650607</id><published>2007-06-01T01:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T02:16:30.276+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ponders'/><title type='text'>美人关</title><content type='html'>英雄从古至今有哪一个能安然无恙的闯过美人关?&lt;br /&gt;若英雄也难以闯关,一届平民的在下又有何的何能独自胜任闯关大将呢?&lt;br /&gt;美人也罢,闯关也罢,&lt;br /&gt;大将也罢,平民也罢,&lt;br /&gt;最终若能踏实的活至人生的最尽头,&lt;br /&gt;无悔也无愁不亦乐乎,矣!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31905129-4167414973690650607?l=cksiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/feeds/4167414973690650607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31905129&amp;postID=4167414973690650607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/4167414973690650607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/4167414973690650607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/2007/06/blog-post.html' title='美人关'/><author><name>siah</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-31905129.post-4586267347702202314</id><published>2007-05-29T18:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T12:16:56.209+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wish list'/><title type='text'>Sexeh Black Machina!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FvckojVQYuU/RlwFmyjmygI/AAAAAAAAADA/mRa5XW_Nsx4/s1600-h/slide4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FvckojVQYuU/RlwFmyjmygI/AAAAAAAAADA/mRa5XW_Nsx4/s320/slide4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069933444476619266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FvckojVQYuU/RlwFnCjmyhI/AAAAAAAAADI/ladmw-JGT2Q/s1600-h/slide5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FvckojVQYuU/RlwFnCjmyhI/AAAAAAAAADI/ladmw-JGT2Q/s320/slide5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069933448771586578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FvckojVQYuU/Rlz6pijmykI/AAAAAAAAADg/Oig5fBWMVpQ/s1600-h/slide1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FvckojVQYuU/Rlz6pijmykI/AAAAAAAAADg/Oig5fBWMVpQ/s320/slide1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070202872070064706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FvckojVQYuU/RlwFnSjmyjI/AAAAAAAAADY/fPzY9-4y34o/s1600-h/slide2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FvckojVQYuU/RlwFnSjmyjI/AAAAAAAAADY/fPzY9-4y34o/s320/slide2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069933453066553906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FvckojVQYuU/RlwFnSjmyiI/AAAAAAAAADQ/UQY3PiuV_So/s1600-h/slide7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FvckojVQYuU/RlwFnSjmyiI/AAAAAAAAADQ/UQY3PiuV_So/s320/slide7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069933453066553890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I want this sexeh babeh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31905129-4586267347702202314?l=cksiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/feeds/4586267347702202314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31905129&amp;postID=4586267347702202314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/4586267347702202314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/4586267347702202314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/2007/05/sexeh-black-machina.html' title='Sexeh Black Machina!'/><author><name>siah</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FvckojVQYuU/RlwFmyjmygI/AAAAAAAAADA/mRa5XW_Nsx4/s72-c/slide4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31905129.post-5265343707489590437</id><published>2007-05-21T11:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T14:25:40.773+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='current mood'/><title type='text'>I want my trip!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FvckojVQYuU/RlE6wSjmyfI/AAAAAAAAAC4/FYbxn2CaW3E/s1600-h/backpacking3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FvckojVQYuU/RlE6wSjmyfI/AAAAAAAAAC4/FYbxn2CaW3E/s320/backpacking3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066895657057831410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think if given a long holiday the thing I long to do the most is to go on a road trip or backpacking. Either one will do since both activities resolves in traveling away from where I currently am right now. I don't think it would cost much, nothing that I couldn't afford since I've been working for almost a year now. Besides, I've never been on a trip since... since I could ever remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;I want my trip!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having that said, the part where you gather a bunch of good friends for the trip is the toughest egg to crack since everybody have their own schedules to follow and it is near to impossible to agree on a date and time. This is really frustrating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I want my trip!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, for those of you who wants to go on a short breakaway during your holidays or while u are clearing your leaves, want to go for a short trip to anywhere but Selangor?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I want my trip! Roar....&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/31905129-5265343707489590437?l=cksiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/feeds/5265343707489590437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31905129&amp;postID=5265343707489590437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/5265343707489590437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/5265343707489590437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-want-my-trip.html' title='I want my trip!'/><author><name>siah</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FvckojVQYuU/RlE6wSjmyfI/AAAAAAAAAC4/FYbxn2CaW3E/s72-c/backpacking3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31905129.post-567172399765029042</id><published>2007-05-13T22:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T22:50:26.380+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ponders'/><title type='text'>Core</title><content type='html'>&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;&lt;p&gt;The center of my being, the core, the source of life that is moving me about… Have I allow God to be at that place of power in my life? After reading Aunty Chiew Har's email, I felt more compelled to pay more attention in discovering the answers to the question above. Her email is like a timely alarm that wakes me up from my drowsiness after being drunk with life's affairs which consists of the usual ups and downs moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I've been an ambassador of Christ for almost 6 years now and I clearly remembered that my progress of reaching out have been rather stagnant. But nonetheless, I am still trying my very best each day to be a light unto people around me and as surprisingly as I might sound, I find that I do glorify HIS name in a very unique way, a way that HE tailored right into my character. It might not be a huge revival movement, but I believe as time pass and as I continue to have the love and passion when I first accepted Christ, HIS ways will be revealed in due time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yes, I must profess this loudly so that my journey in this lifetime will impactful and that more and more of HIM are seen in my actions and behaviors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;However at the age of 23, I will still live life with pretty much spontaneous vibrancy as much as my remaining strength generated from my old body could sustain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31905129-567172399765029042?l=cksiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/feeds/567172399765029042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31905129&amp;postID=567172399765029042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/567172399765029042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/567172399765029042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/2007/05/core.html' title='Core'/><author><name>siah</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-31905129.post-7908804669081632665</id><published>2007-05-12T00:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-12T01:07:54.202+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random stuff'/><title type='text'>Alrajhi no more!</title><content type='html'>Alrajhi you can kiss my beautiful behind goodbye babeh cause I ain't gona see your ugly main door evah again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, yeah I'm pretty excited because I'm returning to the IBM HQ located in between TV3 and First World Hotel this Monday people! Ain't that cool? There will be tons of work waiting for me and I'll be the only one handling all those malfunctioned machines and programs because my colleague took 2 days leave to celebrate my return! How thoughtful of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to learn martial arts! It's like my childhood dreams to be able to do all those back flips, mid air spinning kick... etc... And I want muscles! Proportionate muscles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy weekend, I'm getting new shoes tomorrow! woohoo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31905129-7908804669081632665?l=cksiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/feeds/7908804669081632665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31905129&amp;postID=7908804669081632665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/7908804669081632665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/7908804669081632665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/2007/05/alrajhi-no-more.html' title='Alrajhi no more!'/><author><name>siah</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-31905129.post-8626142441009167088</id><published>2007-04-30T01:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T02:34:46.342+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ponders'/><title type='text'>For the Broken Hearted</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FvckojVQYuU/RjTlNmGeVLI/AAAAAAAAACw/hk7TqqWu1C8/s1600-h/broken+heart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FvckojVQYuU/RjTlNmGeVLI/AAAAAAAAACw/hk7TqqWu1C8/s400/broken+heart.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058920303172670642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week been really tough for me to go through because a girl that I like or should I say I thought I had feelings for got together with a good friend after telling me that she is not into relationship yet. Makes me feel like a looser at first, but she was pretty nice to me by saying nice things like "You are a good person" yada yada yada... And then having her now boyfriend calling me after that to say "Hey, I hope this won't affect our friendship. We still can hang out together right?" Yup, hang out like a happy family I replied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All this happened within a day and suddenly, I felt so helpless. I wouldn't really use the word looser because I did not go after the girl or do anything special to get her attention or so forth. I just merely told her a long time ago that I kinda like her. So technically speaking it was as good as nothing. But I doubt it will happen anyway because of obvious issues like compatibility and bla bla bla... Yet it still hurts even though the feelings I had for her wasn't as strong as before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So thinking that this is bad, I tried to vent to a friend whom I know and so happen to see online the next morning since I was pretty bored in Alrajhi. I guess I was really being a wuss here and looking for comfort at a wrong place hence forth I was being called annoying. That I annoyed the day lights out of this friend. I was puzzled actually at first, but then I found out that actually the friend got annoyed because I was whining too much, being very negative about myself. But couldn't blame my friend because she got pretty unhappy before I was able to finish my ill fated story. Plus I emphasized the fact that she is important to me a lil too much. However, she was honest and told me that there are no hope between us even before I could do anything in years to come. Bam... Double Whammy. At this point of time, if you were me, you would feel like you are the world most unworthy piece of crap because two girls in the span of two days deny you of any chance to go after them long before you have taken any actions. *Ouch*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The friend was so happen to be a girl, yes you are right, what in the world am I doing venting to a girl right? So I am asking for it isn't it? Yes you are right as well. So up to this portion of the post, moral of the story is that listen to your pastors when they say guy go to guy and girl go to girl when it comes to love affairs and advices. Go to your pastors or older leaders and not peers, peers don't really help much other than making things complicated for you because they give you too many choices. Pastors will only tell you yes, no or wait, simple as that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the reason I wrote this post sharing my feelings and being really vulnerable here is because I hope who ever that faced or are facing the same issue to not think about it too much and trust God in all that is happening. Yes, even if you have to be a 40 years old virgin. Because in the end of the day when it comes to issue of the heart and freedom of choice, we are really not in control and should not try to dominate the situation or even having the slightest smart aleck idea of trying to play God. You will just end up getting burned. Helplessness is all that we can find if we tried to force our way through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woohoo so to end this random but yet personal post, I would like to say a big thank you to those who went mamak and dagei with me. Leoric, koala and metal, thanks for the time even though I doubt you guys know how much does the incident affected me. But I am alright now, I can say that through the few days of pain and reflections that I went through, I understand a lil bit more about myself. No I am not a looser, I am just not ready yet to go into a relationship. Maybe next year? I think I will withheld all feelings from now on and really learn to guard my heart. It will be tough considering the fact that I get close to people I like very fast and I am a very personal person. Sissy eh? haha... well that is me, a sensitive man. I can still be macho if I want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great week, I am having holiday from Monday to Wednesday. Yeah babeh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31905129-8626142441009167088?l=cksiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/feeds/8626142441009167088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31905129&amp;postID=8626142441009167088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/8626142441009167088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/8626142441009167088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/2007/04/fruitful-but-painful-week.html' title='For the Broken Hearted'/><author><name>siah</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FvckojVQYuU/RjTlNmGeVLI/AAAAAAAAACw/hk7TqqWu1C8/s72-c/broken+heart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31905129.post-4614235885190372714</id><published>2007-04-24T18:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T19:37:21.607+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ponders'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about work'/><title type='text'>Random Tuesday</title><content type='html'>It is the second day that I started work in AlRahji Bank, an assignment given to me by my boss out of the blue. Suppose to support the users here in the bank for 3 weeks until our contracts with them ends. Why must I be sent to this place where there are boredom and zero vibrancy? I need life! I need to do work, give me something to do! Haiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally watched Vendetta yesterday! The show wasn't that bad but sadly a particular some one find it hard to understand. Haha... poor girl, now I know what type of show you are not going to fully enjoy. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, I am proud to be a Chinese. But strange enough a lot of Chinese despises their roots. They think that the root brings shame to their name or so they thought. If not because of the Chinese mentality, do they think that they can survive tough situations with all odds against them? Ungrateful bunch of snobbish wannabes. Yeah, our tribe have certain weaknesses and flaws built in into some of our traits, but those are just minor ones. You bananas need to get a grip of the big picture, it is some of the actions done by Chinese that you should be despising and not the tribe or the name itself. You want to have a westernize thinking go ahead, adaptation is one of our tribe's strong trait. But don't come bite the hands that feed you just because you found one shiny bone in some foreign land, the blood in you still smells like Chinese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your mama is still a Chinese yo! Your ancestors gonna bounce out from their grave to give you a whoop ass for being ungrateful you hear?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31905129-4614235885190372714?l=cksiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/feeds/4614235885190372714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31905129&amp;postID=4614235885190372714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/4614235885190372714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/4614235885190372714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/2007/04/it-is-second-day-that-i-started-work-in.html' title='Random Tuesday'/><author><name>siah</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-31905129.post-6073108694867676415</id><published>2007-04-22T19:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-22T19:37:24.066+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthdays'/><title type='text'>Steph Tham! Happy Birthday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FvckojVQYuU/RitIxmmhg6I/AAAAAAAAACo/-lIF4H4Q5xY/s1600-h/cake173a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FvckojVQYuU/RitIxmmhg6I/AAAAAAAAACo/-lIF4H4Q5xY/s400/cake173a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056215023666430882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A birthday shout out to Stephanie Tham. May you have a blessed and enjoyable birthday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31905129-6073108694867676415?l=cksiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/feeds/6073108694867676415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31905129&amp;postID=6073108694867676415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/6073108694867676415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/6073108694867676415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/2007/04/happy-birthday-stephanie-tham.html' title='Steph Tham! Happy Birthday!'/><author><name>siah</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FvckojVQYuU/RitIxmmhg6I/AAAAAAAAACo/-lIF4H4Q5xY/s72-c/cake173a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31905129.post-571516846947790699</id><published>2007-04-21T18:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-22T20:19:55.300+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random stuff'/><title type='text'>Their Generation</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zqfFrCUrEbY"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zqfFrCUrEbY" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super cool lor, who say old folks aren't up to date? They even have a song about their generation. Heh... My Generation Babeh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31905129-571516846947790699?l=cksiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/feeds/571516846947790699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31905129&amp;postID=571516846947790699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/571516846947790699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/571516846947790699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/2007/04/their-generation.html' title='Their Generation'/><author><name>siah</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-31905129.post-1528390270585172116</id><published>2007-04-15T22:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T22:38:03.273+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily happenings'/><title type='text'>This week's update</title><content type='html'>1) Went out with Metal and Matthew for a drink, a dinner and a whooping 2 hours cybercafe-revisited. It's been long since metal return to the dark side and start gaming at cybercafes, thanks to Matthew, now all the previous effort of resisting  the temptation to play games went to waste. Why you go and do that Matthew? tsk tsk tsk... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Went PC Fair on Sat after my college friend begged me to follow him, haha, i think he is reading this, but who cares, its my blog! The new Core 2 Duo processor are really cool! Window Vista is a no no for me for now, too many bugs and incompatibilities, have to relearn the whole navigation thingy majingy... Don't think I want to do that now. If only I won the lottery for 20k, then I would have a super powerful PC that I can play free cell with hundred times (or even more) the speed faster! I think PC Fair is a fascinating event if you ask me, so many chics er... gadgets to look at. syucks, blogspot don't have the line across function to cut out chics... aaaaaa....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Went church and then Futsal after that. I think I sprained my thumb. The goalie gloves don't work one, they are suppose to absorb all the impact which apparently they did not. WHY! haha... but had fun ler, so tired now. Yueh, Jean and Kwisty came for the girl's futsal session but once again, they went home with disappointment because no other girl turn up for the game. Shame on you all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Dinner with my parents at SS2 and guess who I bumped into? Pastor Judah and his beloved wife Mrs Xiao Wen and they are in their normal house clothings! I think sometimes I must remind myself that pastors are very much human. Had ABC and cheese coated chicken chop, woohoo so fun to eat a varieties of food at a go! Sumore parents pay one... Wahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Ok last one, go visit www.xanga.com/metalrage k! His latest post very insightful. Any girl interested in getting a witty, humorous, intelligent and good looking (his brother lar maybe)  boyfriend? Give me a call and I'll hook both of you up for free! :) Hope he is not reading this now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great weekend, if all that you are doing seems overwhelming, take a break and reassess the importance of what you are doing, sometimes you find that you can actually not be too hard on yourself or push yourself too hard when it is not that important a task after all. Only applies to hardworking people, lazy bums like me must push ourselves harder, you hear!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come for prayer meeting at Wednesday! Time for Chow Sing Chee show, bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31905129-1528390270585172116?l=cksiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/feeds/1528390270585172116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31905129&amp;postID=1528390270585172116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/1528390270585172116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/1528390270585172116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/2007/04/this-weeks-update.html' title='This week&apos;s update'/><author><name>siah</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-31905129.post-2761677522892186361</id><published>2007-04-12T12:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T18:07:55.858+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random stuff'/><title type='text'>College Fees</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FvckojVQYuU/Rh4EzPv_KzI/AAAAAAAAACg/Rk6dWoBqukk/s1600-h/ad070322.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FvckojVQYuU/Rh4EzPv_KzI/AAAAAAAAACg/Rk6dWoBqukk/s400/ad070322.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052481110403918642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31905129-2761677522892186361?l=cksiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/feeds/2761677522892186361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31905129&amp;postID=2761677522892186361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/2761677522892186361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/2761677522892186361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/2007/04/college-fees.html' title='College Fees'/><author><name>siah</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FvckojVQYuU/Rh4EzPv_KzI/AAAAAAAAACg/Rk6dWoBqukk/s72-c/ad070322.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31905129.post-9170589772915894872</id><published>2007-04-11T09:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T09:29:44.427+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random stuff'/><title type='text'>Hotel in Thailand</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FvckojVQYuU/Rhw4HPv_KxI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Of6xDARXAFI/s1600-h/letc9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FvckojVQYuU/Rhw4HPv_KxI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Of6xDARXAFI/s400/letc9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051974579140897554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FvckojVQYuU/Rhw5i_v_KyI/AAAAAAAAACY/zfSV72wgrt8/s1600-h/letc11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FvckojVQYuU/Rhw5i_v_KyI/AAAAAAAAACY/zfSV72wgrt8/s400/letc11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051976155393895202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FvckojVQYuU/Rhw36vv_KwI/AAAAAAAAACI/jYhbiQEW23k/s1600-h/letc8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FvckojVQYuU/Rhw36vv_KwI/AAAAAAAAACI/jYhbiQEW23k/s400/letc8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051974364392532738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FvckojVQYuU/Rhw29_v_KvI/AAAAAAAAACA/GHNWpycWg_I/s1600-h/letc5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FvckojVQYuU/Rhw29_v_KvI/AAAAAAAAACA/GHNWpycWg_I/s400/letc5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051973320715479794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FvckojVQYuU/Rhw2ffv_KuI/AAAAAAAAAB4/NUE-svDOFYI/s1600-h/letc4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FvckojVQYuU/Rhw2ffv_KuI/AAAAAAAAAB4/NUE-svDOFYI/s400/letc4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051972796729469666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Anyone want to go Thailand with me for a holiday?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31905129-9170589772915894872?l=cksiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/feeds/9170589772915894872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31905129&amp;postID=9170589772915894872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/9170589772915894872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/9170589772915894872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/2007/04/hotel-in-thailand.html' title='Hotel in Thailand'/><author><name>siah</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FvckojVQYuU/Rhw4HPv_KxI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Of6xDARXAFI/s72-c/letc9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31905129.post-1889666497272550881</id><published>2007-04-09T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T23:09:23.629+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily happenings'/><title type='text'>Where's my car?</title><content type='html'>Walking to the car park when belle sent me a message:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;  Eh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Belle:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; B... C &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(coz she thinks A then B then C... get it? Not funny right? haha...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt; Paul sent the message d lar. You sleeping isit? Sound liddet one...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(walking from Open air parking bay to B2 looking for my car)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Belle:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; I'm sick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;lar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt; Better go eat medicine. Syucks where did I park my car?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(now walking from B2 to Rooftop parking bay &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;because&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; still&lt;/span&gt; cannot find my car&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Belle:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; Bwahahaha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end I found my car at basement just next to the entrance... o.O"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You better eat medicine belle, I'm going to ask John to bring medicine for you. :P Laugh sumore...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31905129-1889666497272550881?l=cksiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/feeds/1889666497272550881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31905129&amp;postID=1889666497272550881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/1889666497272550881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/1889666497272550881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/2007/04/wheres-my-car.html' title='Where&apos;s my car?'/><author><name>siah</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-31905129.post-6615887824848691208</id><published>2007-04-09T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T22:53:50.761+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='for laughs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about work'/><title type='text'>Oops... Bam?!</title><content type='html'>During a call guiding user to troubleshoot her machine today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt; I have helped you to reset your LAN password, can you try again?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;User:&lt;/span&gt; Ok, give me a moment I...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*suddenly I saw lightning strike so I shouted*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt; BAM!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*User shocked for a few seconds*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;User:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;  Can I call you back later? Bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;*turn to colleague*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt; Oops, I think I freaked her out...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Colleagues:&lt;/span&gt; BWAHAHAHHAHA...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There you have it people, one of those classic moments that will only happen to kim siah...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31905129-6615887824848691208?l=cksiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/feeds/6615887824848691208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31905129&amp;postID=6615887824848691208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/6615887824848691208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/6615887824848691208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/2007/04/oops-bam.html' title='Oops... Bam?!'/><author><name>siah</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-31905129.post-4551364759023895506</id><published>2007-04-08T03:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T03:52:39.811+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='current mood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about work'/><title type='text'>Plans till June</title><content type='html'>These few months have been a little bleargh... Well, I went to work, I went back to church, I hang out with friends, enjoyed myself chatting with different people through msn (I'm at my most comfortable self most of the time chatting through msn), found out about some mistakes from the past and am able to apologize to the respective people... yada yada yada...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet I still can't help but to feel that all these months have been wasted. No achievements, no productivity, no contribution to make my world a better place. I think I'm missing out on something big but I just can't figure out what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 18th, my contract with Manpower will end then. Will I renew it momentarily while looking for another job or will I just reject the contract if the deal does not comes my way? Dilemma Dilemma... now I know how Sarah feels when she is being bothered by not two but four or five choices at a go. Urgh... I guess the answer to my dilemma will be decided in another random ponder session I guess. Tend to do that most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I need a hair cut...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31905129-4551364759023895506?l=cksiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/feeds/4551364759023895506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31905129&amp;postID=4551364759023895506' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/4551364759023895506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/4551364759023895506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/2007/04/plans-till-june.html' title='Plans till June'/><author><name>siah</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-31905129.post-9177174175121035918</id><published>2007-04-04T09:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T11:09:07.822+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='for laughs'/><title type='text'>To Do List</title><content type='html'>15 funny things you can do when you are in the mall:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="Default"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;1) Take 24 boxes of condoms and randomly put them in people's carts when they weren't looking. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Default"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;2) Set all the alarm clocks in House wares to go off at 5-minute intervals. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Default"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;3) Made a trail of tomato juice on the floor leading to the rest rooms. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Default"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;4) Walked up to an employee and told her in an official tone, 'Code 3' in house wares and watched what happened. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Default"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;5) Went to the Service Desk and asked to put a bag of M&amp;M's on lay-buy. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Default"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;6) Moved a 'Caution -WET FLOOR' sign to a carpeted area. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Default"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;7) Set up a tent in the camping department and told other shoppers he'd invite the in if they'll bring pillows. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Default"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;8) If any staff offers him assistance he begins to cry and asks, “Why can't you people just leave me alone?” &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Default"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;9) Looked right into the security camera; used it a mirror, and picked his nose. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Default"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;10) While in the gun department, asked the clerk if he knows where the antidepressants are. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Default"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;11) Darted around the store suspiciously loudly humming the "Mission Impossible" theme. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Default"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;12) In the auto department, practiced his "Madonna Look" using different size funnels. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Default"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;13) Hide in a clothing rack and when people browse through, yelled "PICK ME!" "PICK ME!" &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Default"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;14) When an announcement came over the loud speaker, he assumes the fetal position and screams "NO! NO! It's those voices again!" &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Default"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;15) Went in the fitting room, shut the door and waited a while; then yelled, very loudly, "There is no toilet paper in here!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="Default"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*excerpts from a mail I received*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="Default"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31905129-9177174175121035918?l=cksiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/feeds/9177174175121035918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31905129&amp;postID=9177174175121035918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/9177174175121035918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/9177174175121035918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/2007/04/to-do-list.html' title='To Do List'/><author><name>siah</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-31905129.post-5377795062770470487</id><published>2007-03-30T00:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T00:33:56.259+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='current mood'/><title type='text'>Chirpy...</title><content type='html'>In a chirpy mood at the moment. Trying to wind down and then hit the deck as soon as I manage to relax my brain. I lurve Frank Sinatra... already got a high five from Sarah... anyone want to add nother couple of fives? Heh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31905129-5377795062770470487?l=cksiah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/feeds/5377795062770470487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31905129&amp;postID=5377795062770470487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/5377795062770470487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905129/posts/default/5377795062770470487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cksiah.blogspot.com/2007/03/chirpy.html' title='Chirpy...'/><author><name>siah</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></feed>
