<?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-6969425911592438468</id><updated>2012-02-16T16:10:12.453+08:00</updated><category term='Friends'/><category term='HealthBeauty'/><category term='Rants'/><category term='DomesticMatters'/><category term='CyberLife'/><category term='Me-Me'/><category term='Blabs'/><category term='Collection'/><category term='Sharing'/><category term='Capturing Memories'/><title type='text'>Ruz's Foolscap Paper</title><subtitle type='html'>Amplified Inner Thoughts</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>. Ruz .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02953554278482248308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_hO1Io-xbu9Y/SIna7FkJTkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qLuRagZNF_s/S220/shopaholic.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>91</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6969425911592438468.post-6293161501042632285</id><published>2011-11-06T13:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T00:35:18.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Surgery in My Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Venue : SDMC, Subang Jaya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Date/Time : 5th Nov 2011, 9am check-in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Reason : ALL wisdom tooth removal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Companies : Darling husband, parents, parents in-law, Hafiz and Najib.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Everything first must be recorded because it will never remain fresh in anybody's mind forever. With this, I would like to record my very first surgery in my life. As much as I would like to avoid it, I could not. =(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BEFORE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In July 2010 , it has been seen through an x-ray that all my wisdom tooth are growing outwards. For those who have known me since young, you might have noticed my 2 front teeth going crooked. Thank to the wisdoms. During the time of x-ray, none of it has revealed themselves until early this year. 2 weeks ago, top left wisdom tooth was starting to cause discomfort. I thought I could just let it be but it grew more and more painful until few days ago. I could no longer&amp;nbsp;open my mouth wide to eat like I normally do anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After bathing on the 31st of Nov 2011, I opened my mouth wide and looked into the bathroom mirror. To my horror, both wisdom tooth on the left have revealed themselves. That is when I knew I cannot wait so I talked to my husband and then spilled my will to pull it out. One of my sis in-law has done it before years ago so we tracked down who did it for her. Made an appointment with the doctor on the 3rd of Nov 2011 and decided on the spot to have the surgery&amp;nbsp;for both tooth on the right to be removed on the 5th Nov which is a Saturday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After a short discussion with my parents in-law, I have made up my mind to remove all 4 of them to avoid this from happening twice. Reason:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1. Pain (don't wanna go through this twice)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;2. Cost&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;3. Not advisable to be on general anaethetic twice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The night before the surgery, we had a hard time sleeping. I think I managed to fall asleep around 3am. Before going to dreamland, my husband and I reorganized the wardrobe (I have the habit to clean up the room before leaving for anywhere...). I also packed my bags to be ready to go to parents' place after the surgery.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5th NOV&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;PRE-SURGERY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Appointment was set to be at 9am. Woke up at 8am. Ready at 845am if I'm not mistaken. Reached the hospital around 9:15am to check in. Registered myself. The nurse at the reception asked if it was my first time, I said yes but she found another record in her computer. Apparently, I have been to the hospital for an x-ray before entering uni for health screening. haha &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Read few docs. Signed few papers. Given some consents for the procedure with the dentist, Dr. Mohd Noor Awang. Waited at the waiting area with my husband. After few mins, my parents' in-law came. Sat with them for few mins. Didn't know how long it will take before I will get called so I took out my book 'The Time of My Live' by Cecelia Ahern. Just when I wanted to read, I heard my name being called my the nurse. She helped me undress and get into the hospital dress. Didn't know I cannot wear anything underneath. Felt a lil funny. No rubberband. No contacts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;She then weighed me. Read my height. Took my BP reading...quite high..prolly nervous. Saw my husband at the window. Smiled and waved before heading tot he bed. There I was given another doc to read on anaesthetic. Was left there for about 10-15mins. *argh...i dun like the wait*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Then, they wheeled me to waiting bay. The anaesthetic doctor would take over from there. Waited for another 5-10mins before he came. Briefed me about the procedure and how the anaesthetic works. (Gosh...i dunno how many gazillion times these ppl ask my name, my birthdate and when was the last time I consumed anything....CSI?similar...just to ensure my story doesn't change I guess...haha)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The doc told me about possible complications but the percentage of occurence is low. I then signed the consent letter. I asked if he will give me an injection or will he&amp;nbsp;just put a mask over my mouth. He said "Both." I asked for the smallest needle. He said he will use the needle he normally use for children. Aaaahhh~~~~ Thank god he did coz he found out my vein is very small. hehe He then poked my hand and said it is just like mosquito bite. I disagreed. He said big red ant then. I said "Maybe a giant red ant." He laughed. After that, he left me. After another longggg wait, he came again and put in water through the lil plastic thing he put on my wrist (forgot to ask the name of the thing...) I asked if there will be tubes put into my throat, he said yes but told me not to worry coz it will be gone before I regain conciousness. :) I asked if all will be gone. He said yes but not the thing on my wrist. hahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After awhile, I got wheeled into the operating theater. At this point, I'm thankful I'm shortsighted...else I would see everything around me very clearly. haha In the room, I can see the kind of lights you normally see in the movies when the patient is screened in an operating theater. There were about 5 nurses if I'm not mistaken. One quickly put on the oxygen mask, one strapped on the bp monitoring device which automatically compresses my arm and take my BP reading, one put on the oxygen monitor on my right pointer, one put on the heart monitoring stickers onto my chest, the anaesthetic doctor held my hand said, "This will sting a little ok? I'm sorry." He pushed in the medicine...I felt it up to 2-4inches below my wrist...then, I blacked out.=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DURING SURGERY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;No idea! And thankful for that! hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;POST-SURGERY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;By the time I get wheeled out of the operating theater, I was still unconcious until the point they placed me at the same waiting bay. I woke up. With my eyes half-opened I tried to feel if both sides of my mouth are sore but couldn't feel much on the right side. The dentist was there and told me I'm all done. I raised my left hand and showed him 4 fingers. He said "Yes. All four."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;One of the nurse then wheeled me out. I remember vividly seeing my husband and heard the nurse asked if he was my husband. He said yes and she told him to wait. I was pushed into a room with another bed. The nurse placed my next to the empty bed and told me to get on it slowly...I think I just swerved my body there. Super drowsy. Then my husband came in followed by my mom. She was earing a pink scarf. Then my dad came in with my brothers...followed by my parents in-law. They stayed on for abit. Apprently, my dad canceled his trip to China; mom is number one reason as she wasn't 100% well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My dad joked that they will see me after the raya prayers the next morning. I made a face. He knew I hate and super scared of hospitals. haihzzz I asked my mom if my face is big coz I could feel both of my cheeks the size of giants and bottom lip super huge. She said "Just a lil". Probably trying to not make me feel too ugly. I was then left with only my husband. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Kept falling asleep. Felt hungry. Lip felt sooo huge that I can't really close my mouth. Inner cheeks are super swollen too...and yea, cannot really close my mouth. Tried swallowing my saliva every now and then just to ensure I can still do it. If I can do it, then I can drink and EAT! Nurse dropped by and ask if I want my dinner to be served, I said later. My husband asked if I can be discharged. The nurse said I can only be discharged after I have passed urine. If I can't, she will need call a doctor to take a look at me. arrggghh I don't want that. Of coz I can pass urine! I didn't just give birth...hahaha I was just drowsy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After awhile. I seriously needed to drink. When done, I asked for my dinner. (Dinner was gewd! Porridge,tomato soup and braised fish. Trust me, food served tastes better than the one in MAS!) Then passed my urine. Took the time and told my husband to tell the nurse I'm done and need new ice-packs. Discussed with my husband if I should go back or stay for the night. My parents adviced to just stay in Subang Jaya just incase there's any emergency. I agreed. My husband said it is best to just stay in the hospital coz he knows I cannot sit still at home. I just agreed. He then left to pick up his stuff from home. He got back to the room around 7:45pm with 2 ice-creams; Magnum truffle and Moooooo! =) Enjoyed the treat. hihihi Kept asking for new ice-packs and before going to sleep, I asked for stronger pain killers...the nurse said if I need anything stronger, she will need to call for a doctor and inject my buttock...haihzzzz after some thoughts, I told her no need. I remember asking for Ponstan...she said the one I'm taking is stronger than Postan.haha damn pain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;At midnite, the nurse came in to give me some more painkillers, medicine to reduce the swell of my cheeks and steroid. I don't know how many times the nurses have taken my BP, temperature, &amp;nbsp;heartrate readings&amp;nbsp;and given my ice-pack replacements. Last night, my husband and I fell asleep hoursss before midnite. haha &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;THE NEXT DAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;By 3am, I was wide awake. Went to washroom to gargle my mouthwash and then asked for ice-pack replacement. Then I asked when is the next med scheduled. The nurse said around 5:30am or so. She said she can give it to me at 5:30am so she did. Breakfast will only be served after 7:30am. Mr.Husband enjoyed his bun a few hours before that. He gave me a lil to try. I could not take more; too coarse.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Breakfast was then served. Can't remember the time. Maybe it was 8:30am. Not as nice a dinner last nite. Had only half bowl of porridge and half mug of hot milo. Just a few chicken flosses in the porridge, no pepper...only one sachet of milo, sugar and creamer. As usual, no creamer for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When done, we asked for discharge. I changed into my clothes. The dentist dropped by to see how I'm doing and said I shall be fine soon. After a week, I should be able to eat solid food again!(YEAYYYY!!!!) The swell will subside after 4-5days. (Hopefully lesser than that.....I've got my facial session scheduled on Thursday..and on the same day I wanna look for a nice pair of silver heels and dinner pouch to go with my dress for my cousin in-law's wedding.) The nurse took off my dressing. She was gentle enough so that it doesn't hurt. Phew! BBM'ed my mom and my bestfriend. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;THE ENDING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Walked to the lobby&amp;nbsp;wit my husband to settle the bill and retrieve the meds. Walked to the car....and tadaa! I'm back to where I was before the surgery. A little headache. Accompanied my husband to have his raya feast. After 15mins, his aunt came with his cousins. His Mak Su made choc cake and I sat right in front of it...the smell tempted me but I'm not sure if I can swallow it until his cousin said it is very moist in the middle. lol She put a thin slice of it on my plate for me to try. Finished it. Cut myself another slice. hahahahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After about an hour on the ground level, my husband and I made&amp;nbsp;our way to the top floor where our small lil cottage is. hahaha As usual, he turned on the TV. Happy to see Despicable Me is showing. Me? I have started typing this entry since then. Guess this record is complete now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Selamat Hari Raya Aidil Adha to all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I believe all the cows and other slaughtered animals go to heaven while I suffer the swell. Ah well, may this be the one and only time I have to go through oral surgery of any kind. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;p/s: Guess what? I look like a chipmunk! I thought I will look better this morning...boy was I wrong!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Pictures will be added later. I promise! To my beloved husband, thank you for being with me, being patient with me and taking super good care of me....and of coz...for staying with me in the hospital...you know how much I hate being in hostpitals!....ghostsssssssss hahahaha Thanks again darling. May I be well soon. xoxoxox Love you always.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Yours achingly&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ruz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;lt;&amp;lt;&amp;nbsp;Updated &amp;gt;&amp;gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CSK1hPt5Klo/TrYj-K4kNTI/AAAAAAAAAVI/h9Pop8DhS0s/s1600/PB060501.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CSK1hPt5Klo/TrYj-K4kNTI/AAAAAAAAAVI/h9Pop8DhS0s/s320/PB060501.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The plastic thing which caused pain like giant red ant&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Sx4uvWhGyH8/TrYmVQ3yAHI/AAAAAAAAAVY/BtLKF2ok_FQ/s1600/PB060502.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Sx4uvWhGyH8/TrYmVQ3yAHI/AAAAAAAAAVY/BtLKF2ok_FQ/s320/PB060502.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Heart rate monitor&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3kdon7Tc7qQ/TrYkeIsixlI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/hFQZVDnzl2E/s1600/photo+2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3kdon7Tc7qQ/TrYkeIsixlI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/hFQZVDnzl2E/s320/photo+2.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Breakfast before discharge; Porridge &amp;amp; Hot Milo&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pBxkoUcKG58/TrYmnDrBC8I/AAAAAAAAAVg/_hbdwD99JMA/s1600/photo+1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pBxkoUcKG58/TrYmnDrBC8I/AAAAAAAAAVg/_hbdwD99JMA/s320/photo+1.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;First meal after surgery. Nice; porridge, tomato soup &amp;amp; braised fish&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6969425911592438468-6293161501042632285?l=ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/6293161501042632285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6969425911592438468&amp;postID=6293161501042632285' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/6293161501042632285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/6293161501042632285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/2011/11/first-surgery-in-my-life.html' title='First Surgery in My Life'/><author><name>. Ruz .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02953554278482248308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_hO1Io-xbu9Y/SIna7FkJTkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qLuRagZNF_s/S220/shopaholic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CSK1hPt5Klo/TrYj-K4kNTI/AAAAAAAAAVI/h9Pop8DhS0s/s72-c/PB060501.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6969425911592438468.post-327940511504734697</id><published>2011-05-11T14:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-11T14:16:00.061+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Capturing Memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blabs'/><title type='text'>The Birthday To Remember</title><content type='html'>The birthday to remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing awesome about the figure 26. Just a number some would say. Yeah, I agree. It it 4 years from being 30 from my point of view. :p If you're the half-full kind of person. Good for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I've had so many birthdays in my life but this year is it different coz I have a husband. That's the only change. &lt;br /&gt;I need to have this entry to let things out rather than go ranting everywhere in the cyberspace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone who knows me well enough would know how much fun I find in singing and reading. Don't think I wanna mention shopping coz it goes w/o saying. :p This year, the project decided to hold a project dinner at RedBox. How awesome is that? As much as I wished I could join and rock out, I declined. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why? Coz my husband booked me right away. He said "Your evening is mine." Trust me. I was so happy. I've told him that I didn't want anything for my bday this year. Not a piece of cake. Not a piece of card. But when he said that, I believe that he would have his own plan. Atleast a dinner. It did not happen. The whole day was his but he had stuff so I told him to get his stuff done. I don't mind. One thing led to another thing. Time set was 2pm so when my bestfriend asked me out for lunch, I said "Let'z go!". That was wise. Coz it was the only meal I had. 2 awesome pastas shared. 2 delicious desserts shared. ^___^ &lt;br /&gt;Back to the dissappointment story. Everyone knows my work eats me up. So when I go onleave, I'm REALLY onleave. ALL OUT! When a day of leave gets wasted, I will be extremely sad. I dunno which bit went wrong. Called him at about 3:43pm. He said the entire day is ruinned. I didn't get it. It wasn't even 8pm. I don't even know what was ruinned. He hung up. I still didn't get my answer. Replied his parents' bday wish to say TQ. Then turned off my phone. Tadaa! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minutes turned to hours. No signs of anything. Everyone must have believed that I'm having a blast with my husband. Sorry guys, I didn't so if I happen to look extremely blue the next day, please don't ask me why. Was hoping to check out the sofa I found for the house but I guess he is not that interested. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did laundry. Hung the clothes and checked out of window if there's any sense of happiness or apology coming. None. Decided to clear up the shoe rack while I was taking out the vacuum cleaner. Took out the vacuum cleaner. Then vacuumed the entire house. Atleast I didn't waste my entire time moping around for nothing. Rocked out the sound system while I cleaned. Bathed. Lathered the shweeettt Vic Secret shower gel I bought last year before I got married. hahaha Awesome shower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read my book. Go to my laptop to type out this entry coz I need to lighten up my heart. He came back. I told him to gimme 5mins for me to juz put a place holder; I just want the entry to be on my birthday. He said he couldn't wait. Ironic. What is 5mins when that someone has waited yonks rite? :( I wish I can keep on saying it is unfair but I don't feel like it. He left the room. Thought he is juz getting something to drink. He turned on the TV. That marked the end of me. Fell asleep. He bathed..i think. He left the room. I woke up. No pillows. Went out...he was in the living room at his laptop. 2nd time over for me. Clickety click on the mouse. It didn't end. I couldn't fall back to dreamland again. Read some more. Still couldn't fall asleep..sucks. Shut the door. Forced myself to sleep. Eventually fell asleep....ahhhhhhh it was almost 3am I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank god I have Mr.Work to turn to. I know he needs me whenever. Mr.Book, he is always very loyal and obviously accommodating. I believe he loves me as much as I love him. He wouldn't mind me putting him aside for me to have other form of fun too. Super understanding. Don't you think? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Letz do a lil recap on the birthdays I remember. Btw, I can't remember my 21st birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sweetest bday gift in life&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18th. I thought my family forgot my birthday coz no one said anything about it since breakfast. So..who cares rite? Not that I wanted anything anyway. The clock struck 8:35pm when I was wiping the dining table after dinner when my dad suddenly said "Eh, what is the time now?" My mom said "This is the time when she's coming out." They then wished me happy birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Best birthday bash in life&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23rd. My parents threw it for me and my bro. They knew that would be the only time they get to do that and they want us to atleast experience it. It was awesome. BBQ at lvl 4. Unbelievable. 50 over ppl crammed in our apartment. Even more unbelievable. Everyone sang the bday song. It was sooooo awesome! ^__^ Was really the best birthday bash ever! Who said parents are not kewl about stuff? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Ice-Cream Cake Bday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25th Bday. I dunno if there are any kids out there who never wished for an ice-cream cake. I've always wanted it but it is too pricey and my family didn't have that much to be spending on a cake. To cut long story short, it wasn't quite feasible. My colleagues decided to get an ice-cream cake from Baskin out of nowhere. There! My first ice-cream bday cake. :) I got it. Happy. Don't need anymore. The experience is nice. Some wishes take some time to come true but it does come true! Work is also not juz work. ;) Colleagues are friends too :) Apart from that, my bday was celebrated everyday of the week! I got slices of cakes the subsequent 2 days. One from the William the DBA; mille crepe! The other one from Ryan the phil bookaholic. Another bday meal from Joyce; OLIO! Everyday was a bday. Celebrated with my parents over the weekends. My bestfriend took me out for a steamboat buffet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Chinese-Style Bday Lunch&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22nd Bday. Crown Princess Hotel. Celebrated with my godmother who happened to be my training supervisor too. Other guys who are friends with me at work were invited too. That includes the other 2 trainee guys I worked with. Nice lunch. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Final High School Bday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17th. And at a fast food outlet. ;) Got a huge teddy from my besties. Cake was Tiramisu. My husband(then,my boyfriend) turned up. Took our first pic together. He gave me a lil kitten which very much resembled my late daughter when she was a kitten. I wore my fav top with my fav skirt. My classmate's cousin helped to deliver ALL my presents to my hse. How niceeee :) My parents sponsored the celebration. I bought the cake from a bakery nearby my hse and carried it on my own to the fastfood outlet.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Here are the stuff I did on my bday.&lt;br /&gt;- Made the bed&lt;br /&gt;- Had lunch with my bestest friend; the only meal I had on my bday.&lt;br /&gt;- Settled a stupid personal loan at the bank.&lt;br /&gt;- Refueled by car; didn't wash it coz it looked like it was gonna rain but it didn't in the end. &amp;gt;.&amp;lt; Mr.Rain is also a male.&lt;br /&gt;- Did laundry.&lt;br /&gt;- Vacuumed the entire house.&lt;br /&gt;- Refilled the bottles in the fridge.&lt;br /&gt;- Arranged my books I brought back from my MIL's place.&lt;br /&gt;- Trash the unwanted shampoos from the rack in the bathroom my husband is using.&lt;br /&gt;- Cleared out the shoe rack so that my husband has some space to put his shoes; at a brokenhearted point, I still wants things to be nice for him.&lt;br /&gt;- Read some chapters in the book I'm currently reading.&lt;br /&gt;- Reminisced moments spent with my family and wished they were still with me when my heart has been shattered. Cried. Bathed as the attempt to wash away my sorrow.&lt;br /&gt;- Contemplated on whether I should head out for my own bday dinner or stay in. Couldn't decide so no dinner. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;p/s: This post is meant to have the date of my bday this year but I failed coz I put the place holder in the bookblog instead. 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Ruz .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02953554278482248308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_hO1Io-xbu9Y/SIna7FkJTkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qLuRagZNF_s/S220/shopaholic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6969425911592438468.post-6187756478371659710</id><published>2011-03-20T14:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T14:50:40.041+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Green Flowers</title><content type='html'>I grew up thinking that there are flowers in any colours in the world except green.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proven wrong few years back! There are green flowers and the flowers are beautiful! :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='https://picasaweb.google.com/113699659579101358104/BookshelvesPix#5586050951494066450'&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_l8FzbmbwwhU/TYWjvoUJYRI/AAAAAAAAABE/i74tXp2NmXY/s288/1.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&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/6969425911592438468-6187756478371659710?l=ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/6187756478371659710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6969425911592438468&amp;postID=6187756478371659710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/6187756478371659710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/6187756478371659710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/2011/03/green-flowers.html' title='Green Flowers'/><author><name>. Ruz .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02953554278482248308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_hO1Io-xbu9Y/SIna7FkJTkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qLuRagZNF_s/S220/shopaholic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_l8FzbmbwwhU/TYWjvoUJYRI/AAAAAAAAABE/i74tXp2NmXY/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6969425911592438468.post-6715174381689553881</id><published>2010-11-26T01:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-26T01:44:10.234+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants'/><title type='text'>Itz OKAY</title><content type='html'>There are times I wonder if I would die earlier than many others. You may wonder why I came up with that kind of opening and no doubt many would be angry if I say it out loud. The "weight" I need to hold in my heart is at times too great. People normally say "What you give you get back". It is most of the time true when you treat someone badly. How about the case where you are the ears or shoulders one can lean on to through their hard times or simply a bad hair day? I doubt it still holds true. I don't think I get either of this in return. Esp lately...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As much as I do not want to pour things out I know I still need to coz I don't know how else I can lift up myself..the very least; my heart. Besides jotting important life events in a diary, I think the reason why one has it is to release a lil bit of weight from the heart. Best part of it, it only "listens" and not question your silly actions or thoughts. It is a world of its own. Here I am, attempting to lift myself a little in a virtual world. I love saving papers but this time, I'm glad it is not on paper; I would end up smudging words that I write not only with the hand I'm writing with but also with the tears that flow out together with the words. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;WARNING : Contents may contain sharp objects in various sizes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many around me may think I'm either tired or stressed out with my remourseful look these days. If you have this cloud above your head, this post may clear it up as long as your cloud is not as big as mine. To answer the first thought, I am both tired and stressed out....plus dissappointed and confused...and no doubt frustrated. Heavy. I know. I'm thankful the keyboard won't tell me to be thankful and there are others with bigger issues and less fortunate out there. And it won't tell me to stop whining or blame PMS on the wrong date. *Phew!* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This goes in many degrees. From personal issue to workplace to colleague to family to .........maybe everything surrounding me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ONE&amp;nbsp;- Me, Myself and I&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know my weight is beyond help now that we are going to be in December in juz few days time. My skin...I don't wanna discuss it here. My hair...I don't wanna discuss it here too. Same for my teeth...no decays but there's something that needs to be done and it involves operation...letz not go there and plz dun question me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;TWO - My Nest&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My room. ok..I've got 2 rooms. 1 is super tidy. The other is super untidy. I've started clearing up stuff but I simply have too many stuff that after the pause, I dunno where's the resume point. And yea, few days left. *Sweat* don't bother telling me to throw away stuff I don't need anymore as I've already done it. Thank you. And yes, the clothes will be sent to a place where the less fortunate can pick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;THREE - The Job, The People and The Workplace&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would be wrong to rant this out and to mention name and places. So I will leave that out. What I can say is that my job is all virtual. It involves complaints and problems and requests and whatnot...which are all vitual. :p My work is not a pile of books you can read or go through and mark it as REVIEWED. If you don't get this, you will never get this. Sorry if that comes out harsh but yea...I've explained this way too many times to some ppl but they still couldn't get it and still ask me the same question about my job. =| Even if your work involves complaints and stuff...it probably doesn't involve you solving the sutff that the ppl actually complain about. And no..I'm not saying I'm and important person or my job is better or busiest compared to the whole nation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The people. Many types. &lt;br /&gt;People who expects you to get things done even when they don't know what you have to do or have to go through to get it done.&amp;nbsp;This is normally those who you have to impress or in my case, people I don't want to step the wrong foot on. I don't work to impress. I love impressing myself though. It gives me more satisfaction. What do I get when I satisfy others first? I dunno. =p Maybe heartache or tears. *There goes my pessimism. Pardon me in my current state of mind and emotion.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, there are people who decides you need to do this piece of work without knowing what he has decided. Funny? Trust me. This species is quite dominant. And yes, they are normally bigger than you. They will juz say "I want to replace this door by tomorrow. I have promised the client. They have agreed. You can do it. Do it." What they do not know is what the activity involves and best of all, they don't have buffer when you found termites underneath the door frames. Sounds fantastic rite? *That's a lil bit of my sarcasm kickin' in* This group of people is annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bossyboots. This bunch is obviously more annoying. As much as it is painful to deal with people, I am actually a people-person. I care. If you need that someone to get something done for you, consider her situation and most importantly, ask him/her nicely. You definitely want her to put her heart to what you need her to do coz u want it perfectly done so why give her such a nervewrecking feeling rite? Common sense yo! Pest. Coz they pester. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ones who look up to you. This lil group of ppl are not annoying. If you find them annoying, you need to fix yourself. This has nothing to do with boasting but coaching. Crucial coz you want the lil ones to know and understand things correctly. GIGO. Remember? Wait...incase you dunno, it is Garbage In Garbage Out. Worst part is, you will get mirrored as garbage too coz you taught them garbage AND since you triggered the garbage, you need to clear up the garbage. If you don't get this...I feel sorry for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Place. Not too much about it I guess juz how it is managed or rather slotted/divided/shared/.... in the current location. =\ Apart from that, the word &lt;em&gt;privacy&lt;/em&gt; doesn't exist on this part of the universe. hoho I dunno how many friends would turn up at my wedding reception. Thank you. It will be very memorable. Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Nuff bout work. It never ends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you still don't understand what I do for living, don't bother even trying. It will either break me or break you. Let it&amp;nbsp; be. I will deal with it as I go with the flow. No point forecasting the subsequent months when no one knows what itz gonna be like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;FOUR - The Bells&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It rang. And now it is getting louder coz it is getting nearer. Preparations? I don't quite know if 50% is done or not. There are things here and there and yea..EVERYWHERE. Last minute change of plans happens at almost every milestone. Set the date. Date was wrong so need to bring it fwd. Decided on the room. Got the furnitures and the curtains. Then feel like the room is wrong. The so-called correct room doesnt' even have the curtains matched to the theme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my best pal said she may not be able to make it to the 1st reception. I didn't have the time to feel devastated. I juz know if it is true, then I will need to hunt for my other best pal and need to do it fast esp when there are clothes to match the theme rhequired. *sweat* The groom, no tux yet. His bestman...dunno bout clothes but maybe the person himself is probably not appointed yet. I dunno. Not within my control and being kaypo and not able to help is not good. This bestman needs to wear according to the theme. That's for first reception. 2nd reception, my bridesmaid's dress is probably(and hopefully) being tailored now coz I've given her the cloth weeks ago. The bestman...dunno who....dunno whether he has a suit or not...then again,according to many guys..it is more likely that they have a suit and it is easier to look for one even if they dun have one. Shirt is chicken feet...can get it from anywhere to match the theme. Would their green tones be of the same one? I dunno. No news. 3rd reception,last I heard...we will be wearing white. Haven't found the pair of clothing yet. Again. Not within my scope so not going to be a kpc. It will only annoy others. The bestman and bridesmaid...I dunno what they need to wear...what colour..which tone...i dunno. No news. Go ahead. Tell me to not worry about things which are not related to me. Thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rings. I'm glad I played the pester role coz it took almost a month to be ordered. And money doesnt' come from the sky too. This is done so it is not part of the rant. I still wanna put it here though. =p Sorry I pestered but didn't contribute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dowry....no news. I really dunno the status. If there is no diff, then my form is still pending. With the form still pending, what happens to the solemnization? I dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's left apart from the few mentioned? The room deco, hse deco, doorgifts, cakes, hand bouquets....ok..I can't think anymore....but trust me, there are many more. *sweat* Best of all, many can only be attended over the weekend (if i dun have to work) coz during weekdays, everything will be closed by the time I leave the workplace. Not that I don't have to work over the weekends, I normally request for late nite shift...so many to sacrifice. Run around to settle stuff during the day. Work late night til morning. Awesome. Wonder if any of this is appreciated at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One super thing which has been bugging my head and heart. Don't tell me how I should look. I won't accept something which will take my smile and mood away. It is MY wedding. Not yours. You had urs and now this is my turn. Sorry if this is harsh but you got it bugging me. Even after I've blurted out this sentence here, it is still there...bugging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;FIVE - The Gap and Uncertainties&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we swim deeper into the ocean, we meet many more kinds of fishes. These fishes understand and do things differently. This is The Gap. Wrong in your eyes. Correct in theirs. Nothing you can fix. Let it be. Keep on swimming and go with the flow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What other creatures you come across and the actions you need to take if they welcome/attack you, you are wrong if you think you can foresee all this and plan what to be done. Why? Most of the time, you will still panic in the 5-feet swimming pool even when you know how to swim and 6-ft tall. Get the picture? All you can say is "If this and this happens, do A. If that doesn't workout, do B." To hardcode it will be recipe to failure so don't do it.&amp;nbsp;Hardcoding will be very&amp;nbsp;unwise if you work with big fishes who hold your future in the ocean.&lt;br /&gt;Furthermore, you won't be swimming in the same ocean for long. Diff ocean may have diff spesies of fish. Trust me. You don't want to hardcode it. It will result in disappointments and I REALLY don't what that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess I'm quite done. Mini facial done. Head is aching. Need to hit the sack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: Hope I can come up with something happy in my next post. Good luck to myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note to self : No one can love you as much as you love yourself. Pamper yourself. Treat yourself nicely. You know you are the only one who can be as nice to yourself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6969425911592438468-6715174381689553881?l=ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/6715174381689553881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6969425911592438468&amp;postID=6715174381689553881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/6715174381689553881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/6715174381689553881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/2010/11/itz-okay.html' title='Itz OKAY'/><author><name>. Ruz .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02953554278482248308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_hO1Io-xbu9Y/SIna7FkJTkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qLuRagZNF_s/S220/shopaholic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6969425911592438468.post-8398788090017598828</id><published>2010-11-13T09:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T09:04:08.111+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beautiful Friday</title><content type='html'>This is an entry for a beautiful Friday. It comes on a Saturday because Friday was sooooo beautiful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past few weeks, I can't remember a day I didn't feel stressed or irritated. Friday(yesterday) was somehow beautiful eventhough I left work at 9pm. This is wayyyy earlier compared to my normal days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday greeted me with peaceful rain in the morning when I first opened my eyes. If you are not sure what it is like, it is the kind of rain which makes soothing sounds outside with some sounds of hit dripping on the window glass. If it was a Saturday, I would definitely sleep in. ;) It was only 7:30am when I woke up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would like to hit the shower but when laziness Ickes in, I turned on my laptop to see if there are any urgent emails from work(don't ask me why I did that). There wasn't any that needed immediate attention so it was good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon show of the desktop, there it was; Biography of the late P. Ramlee clip I copied at work late Thursday nite. Or was it early Friday morning before going home on Thursday? Nvm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Double-clicked on the avi file, I was frozen until 50% of the clip when I realized it was already 8:30am. Ouch! Lol! Hit the shower right away, get dressed and head to work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached the office at 10:30am. Lol! Left work at 2am the previpus night anyway  Nothing burning so I was lucky. :) Planned lunch with Dayah but while planning, we got into the idea for a massage session so we headed to Gardens. Haven't decided where to go but ended up at Slimming Sanctuary for shoulder and neck massage. It felt light and good after. Dayah wasn't too satisfied but I was. Probably her massuer has a different style. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When done, we shut the marketing person there and rushed to lunch. Where? Paddington House of Pancakes for the lunch set. It is only RM13.80++ ^__^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back at work I was dissatisfied that I didn't have the time to walk around or buy anything; I'm blaming my hormones. For the shopping urges. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, many tasks have been organized and things are not too bad at work. Left work around 9pm or so. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lovely chat with Mr. Prince Charming and nade him lose his game for a bit. I shutdown my Friday at 10:30pm :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday was beautiful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6969425911592438468-8398788090017598828?l=ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/8398788090017598828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6969425911592438468&amp;postID=8398788090017598828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/8398788090017598828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/8398788090017598828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/2010/11/beautiful-friday.html' title='Beautiful Friday'/><author><name>. Ruz .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02953554278482248308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_hO1Io-xbu9Y/SIna7FkJTkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qLuRagZNF_s/S220/shopaholic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6969425911592438468.post-3706612023703383165</id><published>2010-11-05T08:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T08:11:52.111+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DomesticMatters'/><title type='text'>Jewellery Organizer</title><content type='html'>Recently saw jewellery organizer by gin&amp;amp;Jacqie. :) It comes in 2 sizes. What's awesome about it? The smaller size has 18 pockets on each side. So altogether it has 36 pockets. Was a lil tempted to get the bigger one but I seriously can't recall how many non-precious accessories I have in my collection so I opted for the smaller one. Being a fussypot, I always thought of preserving my posessions to last longer...so all the accessories are put into a small clear plastic bag...then only into the pocket. Just so that the accessories are not directly exposed to the air and IF any of it would discolour over time, it won't leave stain on the jewellery organizer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What it looks like? See the image below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hO1Io-xbu9Y/TNNIapmMkbI/AAAAAAAAAT8/XAn62sN-oZc/s1600/accessories_org.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hO1Io-xbu9Y/TNNIapmMkbI/AAAAAAAAAT8/XAn62sN-oZc/s320/accessories_org.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's so awesome you may wonder. Well, it is quite a way for a hoarder to get her stuff organized..... :p&lt;br /&gt;For more products by gin&amp;amp;Jacqie go to its &lt;a href="http://www.ginjacqie.com/"&gt;official website&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now people. I'm still dreading to get my room organized. Atleast the jewellery organizer helps to get rid of one box from the dresser.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6969425911592438468-3706612023703383165?l=ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/3706612023703383165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6969425911592438468&amp;postID=3706612023703383165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/3706612023703383165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/3706612023703383165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/2010/11/jewellery-organizer.html' title='Jewellery Organizer'/><author><name>. Ruz .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02953554278482248308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_hO1Io-xbu9Y/SIna7FkJTkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qLuRagZNF_s/S220/shopaholic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hO1Io-xbu9Y/TNNIapmMkbI/AAAAAAAAAT8/XAn62sN-oZc/s72-c/accessories_org.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6969425911592438468.post-6524220434503783536</id><published>2010-09-28T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-28T22:19:06.698+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blabs'/><title type='text'>1Liter Per Day?</title><content type='html'>Many may wonder how hard can it be to drink 1L of water everyday. I'm gonna tell you it ain't easy for me. :( Unhealthy? I know....Most of the time, I forgot to drink....so the water I brought from home will be left at work overnight to be drank the next day... *sweat* And yes, I bring my water from home....some water tend to taste funny....I trust the one from my home. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hO1Io-xbu9Y/TKH48pxIEuI/AAAAAAAAAT4/hqs4BlBoNiM/s1600/h2o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hO1Io-xbu9Y/TKH48pxIEuI/AAAAAAAAAT4/hqs4BlBoNiM/s320/h2o.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;p/s: Been gewd this days; drink atleast half of the water in this bottle! In the meantime, Mr.Work, please don't distract me too much...I still need to remember to drink!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6969425911592438468-6524220434503783536?l=ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/6524220434503783536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6969425911592438468&amp;postID=6524220434503783536' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/6524220434503783536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/6524220434503783536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/2010/09/1liter-per-day.html' title='1Liter Per Day?'/><author><name>. Ruz .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02953554278482248308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_hO1Io-xbu9Y/SIna7FkJTkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qLuRagZNF_s/S220/shopaholic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hO1Io-xbu9Y/TKH48pxIEuI/AAAAAAAAAT4/hqs4BlBoNiM/s72-c/h2o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6969425911592438468.post-8733638410575867903</id><published>2010-07-26T00:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T00:10:49.830+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sharing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Capturing Memories'/><title type='text'>Educating Kids...Mathematics</title><content type='html'>This post was triggered by a friend's status update on Facebook saying "How to teach a 6-year-old boy who cannot pay attention and forget what he learned the next second? Trying to teach my son maths... Very frustrated...". I wanted to reply to her thread but do not want to spam her box. Wanted to write her a message but this would be quite long for her to read. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;*considering the fact that she didn't ask for my opinion but I still wanna blab"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never had any kids but I was one. ;) I started schooling when I was 4 in Brunei. The syllabus was based on Singapore so all my textbooks were obviously from Singapore too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Counting Numbers&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I started counting? This may be a little bit lame but I sometimes massage my mom and my dad. No. They didn't abuse me or force me to but Brunei was a little bit boring and my mom was a housewife and I'm just a little kid. They would sometimes just call me and said "Tolong picit kaki sikit" &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;(Please massage me legs a lil)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. By leg, they refer to calves. I would ask "How many?" They would reply in numbers. That was how I started counting. 1 to ten was not a problem coz I've got 10 fingers but going beyond that is something else. I started to hunger for more numbers into my head coz I always want to be smart...well,honestly not just smart but if possible the smartest! Some kind of behaviour I've got but I simply want to be the best. From 10 to 20 to 30 and so on. When I started schooling, I think able to count up to 100 is a super duper smart thing so I would massage my mom and ask her what is the next number.&amp;nbsp;There were times when I forgot but whenever I ask, my parents would always tell me the number again. I may be very little but I remember the day I counted til 100! I was on the bed with my mom. Massaging her calves. When I reached 100, I was sooooo thrilled! That's how I started counting! May not be the conventional and formal way but it worked!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Addition and Subtraction&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a kid, I never quite played any computer games. But the first &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;(and possibly the only computer game)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; I played was a game of maths; addition and subtraction. There were apples, oranges, balloons and maybe many more but I only remember those. Some examples would be 5 - 3. The&amp;nbsp;CRT screen would show 5 balloons. Then a stick would pop 3 balloons and ask for the answer. I would then count the number of balloons left and key in the answer. So kewl!&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;(I was only 4 remember? :p)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Other than that, my dad would sometimes ask me "What is 1+1?" I had asked, how to count that. He answered somewhere along the line of "What is the next number after 1?". When it is subtraction, he told me it is the opposite so I would have to count backwards. &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*I hated that a lot!*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Guess that is not the worst. I had the worst trouble when the sum is something like " __ + 3 = 10". Urrgghhh!!! I couldn't finish my homework til late at night so before going to school, he would take me to his office for awhile and make me finish my homework. I counted and rubbed the answers a millions of times coz he would check my answer and tell me it is wrong. So frustrating. There were times I didn't even count but I guessed instead. Hahaha! He told me to minus the number. I didn't understand why I had to minus when I see the + sign in the sum. LOL! When I got what he meant, I asked which number to subtract with which coz I got clueless after&amp;nbsp;subtracting a small number with a big one.&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt; *When you are so lil, you don't know if there are any numbers before 0...like c'mon, how can you visualize -ve numbers?How do you put that in the forms of apples and oranges?*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; hahaha After sometime, I got it and never had troubles answering those.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Multiplication and Division&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I entered Primary 1, I was 6. I was made to know the tables of 2 multiplication before I even entered Primary 1 coz my dad said I will need it when I enter primary school. Gosh! 2 is easy...3 is crazy....4 is boring..5 is lovely...10 is wonderful...so is 11. 12...I don't even want to think about it but when I learnt 12 by heart, I feel like a big kid and obviously smart! LOL! I was probably 7 or 8 when I got to 12 multiplication table. My dad made me learn the table by heart. He made me recite the tables everyday in the study room. There was once when I was soooo happy that I learnt the sequence of numbers in the table top-down. He told me to recite backwards....I went silent. He then threw me questions like "What is 3 times 4?". I would pause and recite in my heart the table of 3....haihzzz. He said "Slow!" I said I have the answer. He said he wants is on the spot. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;*sweat*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; After some time, I mastered it and answered him right away everytime he asks. Like that isn't enough, he twisted the question; "What times 3 gives you 15?". I went speechles.........If he asks the question on my way to school, he said he wants it when he picks my up from school. If I still couldn't answer, he would tell me to learn the tables again and that he wants the answer when he comes back from work. From there, we got to division. Wasn't easy but I made it. &lt;span style="background-color: yellow; color: blue;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Phew!*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Telling the Time&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents strongly dissaprove digital watches when I was a kid. I always envy my friends and cousins who have digital watches. Whenever I asked for one, my dad would say the watches are for people who do not know how to tell the time. He told me I will have one when I could tell the time well. He bought a cardboard clock and move the hands of the clock. I was so thankful there were only 2 hands; hour and minute. On his watch, there are 3....seconds hand. 5 multiplication table was very handy! It was also my favourite table so it was cool just that when the hands overlapped, I got a lil bit confused. I would look at the clock on the wall, squint my eyes a lil to make sure I count the number right, run to my mom and tell her the time. Sometimes I got it right. Sometimes I go it wrong but I was determined to learn coz I wanna grow up so much and be smart! Duhhh!lol After sometime, I was good at it. Didn't get any digital watches but I was happy with my analog watch coz I have a watch. It was a Mickey Mouse watch. :) Did I still envy kids with digital watches? A lil coz it seemed cool but deep inside I know they may not know how to tell the time as well as I do! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Counting Money&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having gone to a small private school, food was provided. There was no need for any coins or purses. I never bothered about having money until when I was 7. My mom started teaching me how to count money. I asked her why she is teaching me how to count money. She said it is essential coz I will need to buy my own food when I go to school in Malaysia. She laid the coins on the study desk and showed me how to tell how much is one coin worth. She didn't tell me to count but she would say if a cake is 30cents and you gave the hawker 50cents, how much should the hawker give you back. I didn't know how she or I did it but it went very smooth. I learned without much effort. Few days we "played" the game. Was fun! &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*Maybe coz I didn't know going back to Malaysia sucks....*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Going Deeper&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There isn't a day when there is not Maths...rite? When I was 8, we returned to KL. We used to be on the highway sometimes. Maths game started again..besides ensuring I still know my tables, my dad would tell me to look at the board on the highway. He would tell me the destination place and I was required to look at the km stated next to it. That was easy. He would then ask me (say we have 150km more to go), "We have 150more kilometers to go, we are now going at 100km per hour. How long more do we need to travel to reach?" Mine you...Singapore is quite a long journey................there were many signboards and figures *sweat* If that isn't enough, after I got my answer right, he would tell me to look at the time and tell him what time we will reach based on my calculation...sobsob...I used to tell him "I haven't got to that part in school." He told me "I want you to learn in advance." He's an engineer and his father used to be a an army. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;*sweat*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; There were times I pretended to sleep.....hahahaha The Malaysia school syllabus only got to that when I was in Primary 5 or 6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learnt a lot in a car. I counted. I learnt tables. I learnt how to spell. It wasn't easy but it did me good and I dare say I was a smart kid. =p When you are "stuck" in the car, there is nothing much you can do except to keep digging for answers. I hate being in the car with my dad sometimes when I was a kid but he did me a lot of favour! I'm happy...until this very moment I'm recoding this and will always be. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are a lot more memories on my early education...and how I struggled. Will post at another time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Dear Elena,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;If you are reading this, thanks for triggering this post. It makes me reminisce the times I had with my parents when we were just a lil family and how my dad spent sooo much effort educating me. Trust me, even my mom didn't have a say when I was made to stay up til morning to study or understand my homework. I will write more on my early education when time permits. It would be great to capture all this while I still remember. As I mentioned in my opening paragraph, I have no kids but I was one so I hope you could find some ideas with your lil boy. Kids these days may not be the same anymore but one fine day, they will definitely be super thankful! As for me, good luck to myself. I'm not even married yet but when I have my own kids someday, I would love to give atleast the same level of concern and concentration on my kids' education. Won't be easy in our busy lifestyle and demands at work but I hope I could. =) &lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;*hugzzz*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Ruz-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6969425911592438468-8733638410575867903?l=ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/8733638410575867903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6969425911592438468&amp;postID=8733638410575867903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/8733638410575867903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/8733638410575867903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/2010/07/educating-kidsmathematics.html' title='Educating Kids...Mathematics'/><author><name>. Ruz .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02953554278482248308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_hO1Io-xbu9Y/SIna7FkJTkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qLuRagZNF_s/S220/shopaholic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6969425911592438468.post-274706233381381939</id><published>2010-07-21T13:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T13:16:32.759+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blabs'/><title type='text'>Why One Should Be In Bed By 10pm!</title><content type='html'>After yearsssss of working, only last night I got the chance to sleep at 10pm! Such an awesome feeling I get when I woke up this morning at 6:45am. It was showering outside and I read a chapter of Happiness in Hard Times by Andrew Matthews. Though it was still quite dark outside, I feel FRESH! The sound of my dad teasing my mom while having his breakfast is wonderful too. Things are well when you get enough rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked on the threadmill for a bit. Then vacummed the house. Chatted with my mom a lil. Then hit the bed to chat with my prince charming a little. By the time I hit the shower, it was already 10:15am. On other days, that will be the time I finally get to open my eyes. Not only that, I will be waking up to sore body and (&lt;em&gt;sadly..still&lt;/em&gt;) fatigue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After last night, I hope there will be another night when I can get a great good nite rest!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6969425911592438468-274706233381381939?l=ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/274706233381381939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6969425911592438468&amp;postID=274706233381381939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/274706233381381939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/274706233381381939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/2010/07/why-one-should-be-in-bed-by-10pm.html' title='Why One Should Be In Bed By 10pm!'/><author><name>. Ruz .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02953554278482248308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_hO1Io-xbu9Y/SIna7FkJTkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qLuRagZNF_s/S220/shopaholic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6969425911592438468.post-7160404012573423961</id><published>2010-07-16T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T23:30:16.312+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CyberLife'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Capturing Memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blabs'/><title type='text'>Oh so colourful!</title><content type='html'>I sometimes view the analytics of my blog..ya know..just for the fun of it. Well, why blog if it isn't fun? :p&lt;br /&gt;If i could paint the week, I'll have to pick solemn colours as the week started with sickness. Was in bed on Monday and Tuesday. When I got back to work Wednesday onwards, the week simple suck....don't bother asking me why coz I don't wanna revisit the week. Hope the solemness won't linger til next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the virtual world..or rather my blog, it seems to be preffy colourful. I've seen fractions of visitors' origins but maybe this the the first time I've seen this many fractions and of coz COLOURS! *Can't help wondering if they will run out of colours if there are more countries popping out*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hO1Io-xbu9Y/TEB661nfVEI/AAAAAAAAASw/qshkb8BNuE0/s1600/colourful.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="196" hw="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hO1Io-xbu9Y/TEB661nfVEI/AAAAAAAAASw/qshkb8BNuE0/s320/colourful.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6969425911592438468-7160404012573423961?l=ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/7160404012573423961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6969425911592438468&amp;postID=7160404012573423961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/7160404012573423961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/7160404012573423961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/2010/07/oh-so-colourful.html' title='Oh so colourful!'/><author><name>. Ruz .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02953554278482248308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_hO1Io-xbu9Y/SIna7FkJTkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qLuRagZNF_s/S220/shopaholic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hO1Io-xbu9Y/TEB661nfVEI/AAAAAAAAASw/qshkb8BNuE0/s72-c/colourful.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6969425911592438468.post-3577029070642872587</id><published>2010-07-13T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T21:59:55.884+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me-Me'/><title type='text'>Random Me-Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Appearance&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have/had piercings besides the ears.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I want piercings besides the ears.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I have many scars.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I tan easily.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I wish my hair was a different color.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have friends who have never seen my natural hair color.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have a tattoo.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I can be self-conscious about my appearance.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have/had braces.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have more than two piercings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Embarrassment&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] Disney movies still make me cry.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I’ve laughed so hard I’ve cried.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I’ve glued my hand to something.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I’ve laughed until some kind of beverage came out of my nose.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’ve had my pants rip in public.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I’ve touched something sharp/hot/etc to see if it would hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Health&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’ve gotten stitches.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’ve broken a bone.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’ve had my tonsils removed.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’ve had my wisdom teeth removed.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’ve had serious surgery.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’ve had chicken pox.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Travel&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’ve been to Florida.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I’ve driven/ridden over 200 miles in one day.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I’ve been on a plane.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’ve been to Canada.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’ve been to Cuba.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’ve been to Niagara Falls.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’ve been to Ottawa.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’ve been to the Caribbean.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’ve been to Europe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Experiences&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] I’ve gotten lost in my city.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’ve seen a shooting star.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’ve wished on a shooting star.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’ve seen a meteor shower.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I’ve gone out in public in my pajamas.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I’ve pushed all the buttons on an elevator.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I’ve slapped someone.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’ve kissed someone underwater.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’ve gone skinny-dipping.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’ve chugged something.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I’ve crashed a car / been in a car crash.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’ve been skiing.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I’ve been in a musical.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’ve auditioned for something.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I’ve been on stage.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’ve caught a snowflake on my tongue.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’ve sat on a rooftop at night.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I’ve pranked someone.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I’ve ridden in a taxi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Honesty / Crime&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’ve been arrested.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’ve been threatened to be arrested.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I’ve broken a law.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I’ve done something I promised someone I wouldn’t.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I’ve done something I promised myself I wouldn’t.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I’ve snuck out.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I’ve lied about my whereabouts.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I’ve cheated while playing a game.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’ve been in a fist fight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Death&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] I’m afraid of dying.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I hate funerals.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I’ve seen someone/something die.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Someone close to me has attempted/committed suicide.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I’ve thought about suicide before.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’ve written a eulogy for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Materialism&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I own over 5 rap CDs.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’m obsessed with anime/manga.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I collected comic books.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I own a lot of makeup.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I own something from Pac Sun.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I own something from The Gap.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I own something I got on E-Bay.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I own something from Abercrombie.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I thrive on compliments.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I thrive on hate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Random&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] I can sing well.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’ve stolen a tray from a fast food restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I open up to others easily.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I watch the news.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I don’t kill bugs / don’t like to kill them.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I sing in the shower.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’m a morning person.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’m a sports fanatic.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I twirl my hair.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I care about grammar.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I love spam.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’ve copied more than 30 CDs in a day.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I bake well&lt;br /&gt;[x] My favorite color is either white, yellow, pink, blue, red, black, purple, or orange.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I would wear pajamas to school.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I like Martha Stewart.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I am guilty of tYpInG lIkE tHiS.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I laugh at my own jokes.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I eat fast food weekly.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I’ve not turned anything in and still got an A in a certain class.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I can’t sleep if there’s a spider in the room.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I’m really ticklish.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I like white chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I bite my nails.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I’m good at remembering faces.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’m good at remembering names.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’m good at remembering dates.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have no idea what I want to do for the rest of my life.&lt;br /&gt;[x] All my answers were and will be totally honest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;People&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] ask if I’m anorexic/bulimic.&lt;br /&gt;[x] call me fat.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] say I’m skinny.&lt;br /&gt;[x] say I’m ugly.&lt;br /&gt;[x] say I’m pretty.&lt;br /&gt;[x] spread rumors about me.&lt;br /&gt;[x] force me to eat.&lt;br /&gt;[x] say I eat too much.&lt;br /&gt;[x] say I eat too little.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] don’t know I have an eating disorder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eating&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’ve lost weight.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I’ve gained weight.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’m at my thinnest.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I’m at my biggest.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’ve lost weight and kept it off.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I’ve lost weight but gained it back.&lt;br /&gt;[x] My weight affects my mood.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I weigh myself daily.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I’m jealous of everyone skinnier than me.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I feel happy when I’m hungry.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I get depressed after eating.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I diet.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’m vegan/vegetarian.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I’ve skipped a meal.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I’ve thrown food away.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I’ve spat food out.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’ve taken diet pills.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’ve used laxatives.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’ve purged.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I exercise.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I exercise so I can eat.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I work out daily.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’ve fainted from exhaustion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Family&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’ve sworn at my parents.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I’ve planned to run away from home before.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’ve run away from home.&lt;br /&gt;[x] My biological parents are together.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have a sibling less than one year old.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I want kids.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’ve had kids.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’ve lost a child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Relationships&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’m single.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I’m in a relationship.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’m engaged.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’m married.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’m a swinger.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I’ve gone on a blind date.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have/had a friend with benefits.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’ve hooked up with someone in little or no notice.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I miss someone right now.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I have a fear of abandonment.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’ve physically cheated in a relationship.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’ve mentally cheated in a relationship.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’ve gotten divorced.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I’ve had feelings for someone who didn’t have them back.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Someone has had feelings for me when I didn’t have them back.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’ve told someone I loved them when I didn’t.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’ve told someone I didn’t love them when I did.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I’ve kept something from a past relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sexualtiy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] I’m a cuddler.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I’ve been kissed in the rain.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’ve hugged a stranger.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’ve kissed a stranger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bad times&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’ve consumed alcohol.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I regularly drink.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I can’t swallow pills.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I can swallow numerous pills at a time without difficulty.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’ve been diagnosed with clinical depression at some point.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have/had anxiety problems.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I shut others out when I’m upset.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I don’t have anyone to talk to when I’m upset.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I take anti-depressants.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I’ve slept an entire day before.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’ve hurt myself on purpose before.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I am / have been addicted to self-harm.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I’ve woken up crying.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I’ve cried myself to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’ve plotted revenge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I’ve done&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Weed&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Diet pills&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Anti-depressants&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Ecstasy&lt;br /&gt;[ ] LSD&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Mushrooms&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Speed&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Cocaine&lt;br /&gt;[x] I keep my habits a secret.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have a diet blog.&lt;br /&gt;[x] My choices are for me.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] My choices are for someone else.&lt;br /&gt;[x] My choices are to prove myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6969425911592438468-3577029070642872587?l=ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/3577029070642872587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6969425911592438468&amp;postID=3577029070642872587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/3577029070642872587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/3577029070642872587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/2010/07/random-me-me.html' title='Random Me-Me'/><author><name>. Ruz .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02953554278482248308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_hO1Io-xbu9Y/SIna7FkJTkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qLuRagZNF_s/S220/shopaholic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6969425911592438468.post-7225089356778277118</id><published>2010-07-07T00:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T01:03:32.580+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants'/><title type='text'>Series of Unfortunate Events on a Tuesday</title><content type='html'>I don't remember getting up from the wrong side of the bed in the morning. I don't remember doing anything unusual at all to get my day started but it simply wasn't my day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Nausea in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;2. Almost left the house without wearing a watch. (Yes,this is something not right for me.)&lt;br /&gt;3. Bumped into someone's car and triggered the other car's alarm...&lt;br /&gt;4. Didn't lock my car after I parked my car and left for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;5. Hit the curb when I parked my car back at the office after dinner.&lt;br /&gt;6. Had mount point issues in the servers I was supposed to patch.&lt;br /&gt;7. Had patch installer issues....it didn't detect my servers. &lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*sweat*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Number 6 and 7 held me back at work.&lt;br /&gt;9. The construction worker decided to close the road I normally used to send my colleague home; I got lost! Mind you, it was alredy 11:45pm.&lt;br /&gt;10. Reached home. No parking...had to park many blocks away from my block.&lt;br /&gt;11. Almost reached my floor, saw a huge moth at the stairs. *scared!*&lt;br /&gt;12. Realized I did not bring back my new shower gels I've been wanting to use to wash away dissappointments. Called a colleague who happened to still be in the office and requested&amp;nbsp;him to&amp;nbsp;take 'em back.&lt;br /&gt;13. A stupid insect appeared in my room when all I wanted to do is fly away to my dreamland.&lt;br /&gt;14. My bf gave an answer which I hope to negate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope item number 14 stops the series.......May tomorrow be a better day. And yeah, it shed a tear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hO1Io-xbu9Y/TDNg8KYJ50I/AAAAAAAAASY/fFW5HOZ5jRQ/s1600/rain-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rw="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hO1Io-xbu9Y/TDNg8KYJ50I/AAAAAAAAASY/fFW5HOZ5jRQ/s320/rain-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6969425911592438468-7225089356778277118?l=ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/7225089356778277118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6969425911592438468&amp;postID=7225089356778277118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/7225089356778277118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/7225089356778277118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/2010/07/series-of-unfortunate-events-on-tuesday.html' title='Series of Unfortunate Events on a Tuesday'/><author><name>. Ruz .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02953554278482248308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_hO1Io-xbu9Y/SIna7FkJTkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qLuRagZNF_s/S220/shopaholic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hO1Io-xbu9Y/TDNg8KYJ50I/AAAAAAAAASY/fFW5HOZ5jRQ/s72-c/rain-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6969425911592438468.post-5678226097362206820</id><published>2010-07-01T00:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T00:51:15.493+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CyberLife'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sharing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blabs'/><title type='text'>Why Is My Blackberry slow?</title><content type='html'>I've gotten my Blackberry Bold early this year from my parents. Recently, after much thought I reactivated the Blackberry Plan and FINALLY upgraded from Prepaid to Postpaid service. (After 9years that is...they should pay me for loyalty. =p)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since Monday, my phone has been oddly slow. Never happened before and it is getting very annoying so thank you to Mr.Google, he saved my temper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following link is very helpful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blackberryforums.com/mac-users-corner/177304-bold-slow-navigate-system.html"&gt;http://www.blackberryforums.com/mac-users-corner/177304-bold-slow-navigate-system.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, we need to clear cache. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;The normal solution is always restart the phone and of course (the most popular solution) re-insert the battery. Doing those will help most of the the time but it is not so great when do not really know what is going on in the system (as in the root cause of the problem). Bear with me a lil while if you find this very techy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I did was to hold the Alt key and press LGLG. The phone event log will then be displayed. I wished I could attach what is looks like but I'm not quite sure if BB allows printscreen. Will find out later. Tap on the BB key and choose the option to clear the log and VIOLA! System back to normal....ok...phone back to normal. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many may be super expert in BB navigation and administration but I'm quite a newbie. Still exploring and testing its' capabilities. So far. It is kewl! ;) Gotta thank my parents again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, to reboot : Alt+Cap+Del ;) Will post more when I find out more on BB tips and tricks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6969425911592438468-5678226097362206820?l=ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/5678226097362206820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6969425911592438468&amp;postID=5678226097362206820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/5678226097362206820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/5678226097362206820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/2010/07/why-is-my-blackberry-slow.html' title='Why Is My Blackberry slow?'/><author><name>. Ruz .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02953554278482248308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_hO1Io-xbu9Y/SIna7FkJTkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qLuRagZNF_s/S220/shopaholic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6969425911592438468.post-3573749417769128798</id><published>2010-06-27T15:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T15:19:12.674+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HealthBeauty'/><title type='text'>Complimentary Visit to Rene Furterer</title><content type='html'>Got a chance to experience Rene Furterer for Free. Thank you Accenture! Won a complimentary Hair and Scalp Analysis worth RM80 and on top of that, gets a sample the Myrrhea set range.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, appointment need to be made prior to visit. Booked mine at 11am. By 11am they should be more that ready to accept customers I believe. Anyhow, the consultant was nice. We started with the hair and scalp treatment analysis. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Analysis&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, it is pretty scarry. I've never seen my scalp or hair texture so upclose! The most I've seen is just like the rest of you; on the mirror! There are 3 parts of the analysis. I can't recall the first one but the last 2 ones are for scalp and hair. I gotta say technology is amazing! I was first registered into their system. Then for each test, the consultant took a shot from 3 parts of the head; front, side and back. After each shot, the image was saved and further explanation was given as to what is shown in the screen. The consultant also explained which product would be suitable for my hair and scalp condition. I'm glad to know that there is no problem with my scalp and hair health!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Treatment&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The complimentary treatment is Complex 5. The treatment started of with neck and shoulder massage. This is to promote better blood circulcation. When done, he applied the essential oil to my scalp and then it on for about 15minutes. The consultant was nice; he used the shampoo suitable for my hair instead of the one which came with the treatment package. When all is done, serum was used before and after blowdry. I normally just let my hair dry on its own so blow drying once in awhile shouldn't do my hair any harm. Compared to the normal hairdresser, the consultant is gentle when he blewdry my hair and no!I didn't feel the heat on my scalp when he did. That's comforting. Maybe because he knows about hair and scalp care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The visit didn't do much damage to me. I only bought 1 essential oil and a tube of shampoo. Should last quite some time as the essential oil is only used once a week and the shampoo twice a week. Apart from that, the complimentary set was also given. I asked for an extra sample and the consultant gave me another tube of no rinse hair conditioner. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hO1Io-xbu9Y/TCb7QEMd8gI/AAAAAAAAASI/eknfxphWQJs/s1600/100_5064.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" ru="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hO1Io-xbu9Y/TCb7QEMd8gI/AAAAAAAAASI/eknfxphWQJs/s400/100_5064.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Will I visit them again? Yes, for my hair and scalp treatment. Long hair needs extra care. ;) I was worried about my hair when I see atleast one hair on the floor when I brush it. I asked the consultant, he said it is normal to lose 40-100 hair per day. Guess mine is very obvious because it is long and of coz BLACK and THICK! The width of my hair is healthy. =) Tell me, who needs rebonding and colouring? =p &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;For those who has never heard of Rene Furterer, click &lt;a href="http://www.renefurterer.com/common/0,4320,12981751_15228569_0_en_US,00.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to be introduced.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6969425911592438468-3573749417769128798?l=ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/3573749417769128798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6969425911592438468&amp;postID=3573749417769128798' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/3573749417769128798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/3573749417769128798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/2010/06/complimentary-visit-to-rene-furterer.html' title='Complimentary Visit to Rene Furterer'/><author><name>. Ruz .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02953554278482248308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_hO1Io-xbu9Y/SIna7FkJTkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qLuRagZNF_s/S220/shopaholic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hO1Io-xbu9Y/TCb7QEMd8gI/AAAAAAAAASI/eknfxphWQJs/s72-c/100_5064.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6969425911592438468.post-6321562775875391654</id><published>2010-06-23T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T22:55:24.784+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HealthBeauty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blabs'/><title type='text'>Kiehl's World Environment Day</title><content type='html'>Kiehl's celebrated World Environment Day 2010 by giving away recycle bags exclusively designed by the Editors of Glam, Female, NuYou and Eh! For every 2 products purchased, one bag is given. All the bags look pretty esp the one by Glam and Female. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Based on my previous post &lt;a href="http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/2010/06/kiehler.html"&gt;Kiehler&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;I bought 2 products but not given the bag. My bad. I didn't find out how to get the bag when I bought the products. Guess the salesperson forgot too. I only found out when I checked out their fanpage on Facebook. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;One of the admins saw my comment and I was lucky enough to still get one bag reserved! How nice :))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Now that I've gotten my bag, I can show it off! =p For more pictures on Kiehl's World Environment Day, click &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=178405&amp;amp;id=22582577759&amp;amp;ref=pb"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hO1Io-xbu9Y/TCIfJXQ96ZI/AAAAAAAAARg/oqotltj5N9U/s1600/100_5078.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ru="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hO1Io-xbu9Y/TCIfJXQ96ZI/AAAAAAAAARg/oqotltj5N9U/s320/100_5078.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;( &lt;em&gt;Pretty eh?&lt;/em&gt; )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kiehl's Official URL :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kiehls.com/"&gt;http://www.kiehls.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kiehl's Malaysia Fanpage on Facebook :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/myKIEHLS"&gt;http://www.facebook.com/myKIEHLS&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6969425911592438468-6321562775875391654?l=ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/6321562775875391654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6969425911592438468&amp;postID=6321562775875391654' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/6321562775875391654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/6321562775875391654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/2010/06/kiehls-world-environment-day.html' title='Kiehl&apos;s World Environment Day'/><author><name>. Ruz .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02953554278482248308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_hO1Io-xbu9Y/SIna7FkJTkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qLuRagZNF_s/S220/shopaholic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hO1Io-xbu9Y/TCIfJXQ96ZI/AAAAAAAAARg/oqotltj5N9U/s72-c/100_5078.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6969425911592438468.post-9085485397191479814</id><published>2010-06-19T09:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T09:25:30.833+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blabs'/><title type='text'>Low Mentality</title><content type='html'>What has the world come into? By the time I'm 30, will all the girls be in lingerie when they leave their house?&lt;br /&gt;I have outgrown my favourite pair of blue jeans. A pair of blue jeans is something essential in everyone's wardrobe (Yes, this includes the males!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dropped by KLCC to accompany one of my bestfriends to shop. I wasn't really hunting for a paor of jeans but when Padini is just around the corner, I decided to drop by. Went through a pile of blue jeans and found all of 'em are low-rise. It couldn't be&amp;nbsp;all low-rise, right? I asked the salesperson "Do you have any jeans which is not low-rise?". He replied "No". I was in disbelief so I asked again to confirm. Same answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's so freaking odd. How can you not have anything else? This is the reason why we see butt cracks everywhere. How disgusting. C'mon! Isn't it enoughh that you sell short and tight tees these days? Or even sheer or lowcut? So frustrating. I don't like showing my butt to the world and I still have respect for myself if not for others. On top of that, I really do not feel comfortable about my male family members and loved ones&amp;nbsp; to be seeing all that ugly sight. Go ahead. Call me old-fashioned or conservative! Atleast I respect myself. =p Whatever happens to modesty, eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: Not low enough? Get a super low-rise pair of pants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A voice of a REAL woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rosedesrochers.todays-woman.net/2010/05/18/butt-crack-attack/"&gt;http://rosedesrochers.todays-woman.net/2010/05/18/butt-crack-attack/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A girl who probably is sick of low-rise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/malingering/74011707/"&gt;http://www.flickr.com/photos/malingering/74011707/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6969425911592438468-9085485397191479814?l=ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/9085485397191479814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6969425911592438468&amp;postID=9085485397191479814' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/9085485397191479814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/9085485397191479814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/2010/06/low-mentality.html' title='Low Mentality'/><author><name>. Ruz .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02953554278482248308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_hO1Io-xbu9Y/SIna7FkJTkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qLuRagZNF_s/S220/shopaholic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6969425911592438468.post-8220523738678039102</id><published>2010-06-17T16:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T16:08:15.366+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blabs'/><title type='text'>Low and Slow</title><content type='html'>Urghhh! The connection is ridiculously slow today. Is it as sick as I am? :(&lt;br /&gt;I've been trying to load some pages and it either make me wait for ages or it times out.&lt;br /&gt;FYI, I'm now in a telco provider office. Ironic....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nose feels stuffy. Head feels heavy. Heart wants to be in bed and read all the books in the to-be-read pile.&lt;br /&gt;Feeling pretty low...guess the mood is off this week. Mr.Work is not helping. Bought some books. They cheered me up. I need them!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weekend is coming sooooonnn!!!&lt;br /&gt;I have these in mind.&lt;br /&gt;- Caramel pudding&lt;br /&gt;- Moist choc cake (if I'm not out with the girls for a slumber party)&lt;br /&gt;- Parmesan oregano bread (fell in love with the one from Subway. Can't keep going to only get the bread rite?)&lt;br /&gt;- Redeem the Rene Furterer voucher I won&lt;br /&gt;- Make some space for new books..space is scarce now :(&lt;br /&gt;- Get my laundry done&lt;br /&gt;- Update my book blog with more book reviews particularly for my very own Roald Dahl Bookathon&lt;br /&gt;- Go to Maxis and change from prepaid to postpaid (this is still in deep consideration)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All/half of the above is only feasible if I'm well and enthusiasm level is not low.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6969425911592438468-8220523738678039102?l=ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/8220523738678039102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6969425911592438468&amp;postID=8220523738678039102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/8220523738678039102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/8220523738678039102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/2010/06/low-and-slow.html' title='Low and Slow'/><author><name>. Ruz .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02953554278482248308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_hO1Io-xbu9Y/SIna7FkJTkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qLuRagZNF_s/S220/shopaholic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6969425911592438468.post-692295075081965844</id><published>2010-06-13T23:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T23:46:54.583+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blabs'/><title type='text'>Just Another Morning</title><content type='html'>My brother asked quite a serious question when I was about to start my breakfast earlier today.&lt;br /&gt;"What would happen if one week prior to the wedding day, the bride confessed that she has someone else?" I dunno what triggered him to ask that question. My answer? "Call off the wedding." He then said&amp;nbsp; the groom must be very devastated. Quite a serious topic as a starter. But nevertheless, I continued the converstation. I said that it is better that she confessed and call off their wedding rather than continue living in a lie after the real thing is done. The longer it is kept, the worse the pain and damage will be. Plus end now when it is not too late...not end it when you already have bank loans and kids together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then tossed a question back to him. "Wouldn't it be a lot worse when you're already married to the man and few years down the lane, he confessed he loves someone else. And that mind you happens when you already think u have a stable life and yea..maybe a kid of two." His typical-male mind responded "Well, it is normal for a guy to do that but a woman?" I said too bad for the guy if the guy is nice when the girl is the bad one but I guess it is quite a lesson for guys when girls turn rotten. As much as I pity the nice guys and curse the bad girls, I can't help saying that both genders can be equally mean and&amp;nbsp;MOST(not ALL)&amp;nbsp;of the time, guys are the ones who drifted away and forget about the passion and love. How sad but I guess it happens..and yes, it is scary. Worst of all, the guy would drift out completely and leave the woman with all around the world to handles; from kids,food,house and all. How selfish. Is it really worthied to give it all away and hurt someone you once loved soooo deeply to be with another who suddenly juz pop out of nowhere. Is lust so important? Again, I do not say that this happen ALL the times and I am not saying that men is to be blamed or they are the ones who are always bad. Men sometimes are unfortunate enough to happen to end up with some rotten girls. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I added, the moment a woman decided to accept a guy's hand in marriage and promise to live with him ever after, she also believes and hopes she could live happily ever after with her one and only husband. When a woman vows, she&amp;nbsp;believes&amp;nbsp;her spouse feels the same and eventhough fairy tale may be too much to as for, it never hurt to be halfway from what the fairy tale is. The moment she gives, she gives it all. Now I really wonder if men feels the same way when they actually think about proposing to a woman he loves or claims he loves. The moment a woman gets pregnant, her everything changes too; phyisical, emotion and no doubt hormones. That is a lot. I hope this is all appreciated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our conversation didn't go any further but I told him, marriage is not an easy thing. Why commit when you know you can't? Don't hurt others. Though our conversation ended, my mind drifted away...deeper into the marriage subject. Come to think of it, it is pretty scary. How do I know if you are really the one? How can I know you feel the same way I do towards you? What guarantee do I have to give away my all? Does it mean anything to the man for me to accept him in my life forever? Would I be his only one til death do us part? Would he do his part to improve our lives? Would he think it is easy for me to accept all including his way of live, mentality and his family? When it all got clouded in my head, it put it all aside and will think when the time comes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6969425911592438468-692295075081965844?l=ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/692295075081965844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6969425911592438468&amp;postID=692295075081965844' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/692295075081965844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/692295075081965844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/2010/06/just-another-morning.html' title='Just Another Morning'/><author><name>. Ruz .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02953554278482248308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_hO1Io-xbu9Y/SIna7FkJTkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qLuRagZNF_s/S220/shopaholic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6969425911592438468.post-4765948752187316727</id><published>2010-06-09T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T22:36:58.482+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sharing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HealthBeauty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blabs'/><title type='text'>Kiehler</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;If there is one thing Kiehl's has become, it has become my favourite. I don't believe in splurging&amp;nbsp;onto skin products. I believe in what works well for my skin. With that, my moisturizer and my facial cleanser remains the same since I was in 13. Others like make-ups, lipbalms and facial masque are added values.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started of trying Kiehl's when I started worrying about my panda eyes. (&lt;em&gt;Thanks Mr.Work&lt;/em&gt;) When I turned 25 recently, I know I'm 5 years to 30 =| (&lt;em&gt;Can't we not go there?...&lt;/em&gt;) I guess the number is scarier than actually being there. Besides dark circles, I am becoming more aware of wrinkles specifically crow feet. I know it is all unavoidable as it is part of nature and yeah, there is no way we can turn back time and lie about our age. Anyhow, I believe this is a good time to start as I've not started earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I can see that Kiehl's specializes on facial care and a lil bit of hair care. Don't bother looking for cosmetics there...OK? Why cover when you can fix, right?&amp;nbsp; My last visit to Kiehl's got me home with a Line-Reducing Eye-Brightening Concentrate. Expensive? Can't remember the exact price but it is about RM175. Bought it in April. Now we are in June, I believe I still have some to be used atleast til mid this month if not more. Worthied? You do the math.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I've been looking into the mirror and see that apart from dark circles, there is something else I need to care for; the puffy areas around my eyes! See, there are just sooooo many things a girl gotta think and care about and it all comes with a price and obviously &lt;u&gt;DISCIPLINE&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Today, I dropped by KLCC to look for a lipbalm and something for the eye puffiness. (&lt;em&gt;REALLY, thanks Mr.Work!&lt;/em&gt;) My lips can't deal with perfume....so too bad for me. No cherry/strawberry or any sort of perfumes content for me. =| So far, the lipstick which could work well with me is from M.A.C. I'm yet to try Bobbi Brown or Stage or ..... (it needs money and heart to try it out...it is a lot of risk for my lips to take sometimes). Anyhow, I ended up with what I needed, a lipbalm and an eye de-puffer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Decisions could be quite hard. I was torn between 3 lipbalms; Original, lightly-tinted and mint. All the same texture. Price difference is minimal. I ended up with mint. I love mint. Mint&amp;nbsp;is always&amp;nbsp;refreshing. It is also their limited edition product this year...apparently.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I thought of getting a stronger formulae for my dark circles; not that the current one doesn't help but I can't help wanting something more and of coz stronger....but the one that I have is the strongest. Can't doubt that. Can feel the serum reacting as soon as I apply it. Nothing more a product can help with if I do not get enough sleep, right? So far it is doing fine. Expectation met. =) Hope the 2 new products will help me with my lips and the puffy area around my eyes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;If you are terrified to enter the store, don't be. The salespersons are friendly and they DO NOT force you to buy. Ask for what you want. If there is one thing Kiehl's knows best, it has got to be the power of giving. More often than not, you will definitely walk out of the store with samples. I see it as something very smart; marketing-wise. One of them must have put themselves in the customers' shoes. Why would you wanna buy products you're not sure of right? Why can't you try others by the same brand if one of their products is working well for you right? Nothing is wrong with giving a lil bit more. I guess they would say, "More often than not, customers come back to us wanting the fullsize of an item after they have sampled it." ;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Expensive? Not really. The lipbalm is only RM35. The eye de-puffer is only RM75. Since Father's Day is just around the corner, you will get RM10 off for every RM100 purchase. Not too bad at all. As for the first product I bought, if you have not calculated, April to June is 3months. RM175/3 = RM58.33 per month. Expensive? My skin is more expensive. C'mon. Be real. We are not even talking about La Mer here. La Mer......I'm yet to have that much bucks =| Someday......................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hO1Io-xbu9Y/TA-mZqD3dPI/AAAAAAAAAOw/AM7PB_8gJ1A/s1600/100_5042.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qu="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hO1Io-xbu9Y/TA-mZqD3dPI/AAAAAAAAAOw/AM7PB_8gJ1A/s320/100_5042.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out the cute paperbags! ^__^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6969425911592438468-4765948752187316727?l=ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/4765948752187316727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6969425911592438468&amp;postID=4765948752187316727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/4765948752187316727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/4765948752187316727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/2010/06/kiehler.html' title='Kiehler'/><author><name>. Ruz .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02953554278482248308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_hO1Io-xbu9Y/SIna7FkJTkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qLuRagZNF_s/S220/shopaholic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hO1Io-xbu9Y/TA-mZqD3dPI/AAAAAAAAAOw/AM7PB_8gJ1A/s72-c/100_5042.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6969425911592438468.post-2647898796997992199</id><published>2010-06-02T22:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T22:44:23.223+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Capturing Memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blabs'/><title type='text'>The Very First Single Movie Ticket Bought</title><content type='html'>This may be normal to frequent movie-goers or movie fanatics. As for me, I love watching movies but I do not watch it too often coz&amp;nbsp;most of the time, I'd pick reading over watching movies. To&amp;nbsp;my little bunch of friends, the know that I will object to the idea of watching a movie when I've not met them in the longest time. I started REALLY watching movies in the&amp;nbsp;cinema when&amp;nbsp;I started dating my boyfriend. No doubt there are times I object watching movies due to time limitation; I'd rather walk around, talk and catch up. *&lt;span style="color: blue; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;you get the idea&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since my bf went away, I seldom watch anymore movies. Guess I must have been busy or the feeling just doesn't come. I would be lying if I say that there is nothing I would like to watch but frustrations come with it when I don't get to watch it OR my bf watches w/o me. Selfish? I don't think so. I'm just so used to watch movies with him. Watching romance is a lot nicer when you have a companion. Let me know if you disagree. All these makes me forget all about movies. I barely even go to the cinema portals. *&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Why tempt when you can't have it rite? I don't like pulling myself down and live with frustrations!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I did today is what I've always wanted to do; experience watching movie alone! Odd? Ordinary? I was divided between Shrek 4 and Letters to Juliet. I picked Shrek 4 in 3D =) How I felt lining up alone? Nothing out of ordinary...maybe because I don't see couples being ridiculously annoying in front / around me. I was surround by a bunch of girls who couldn't decide what they wanna watch and some kids. The line wasn't long so nothing was in the context of toturing me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't get the center seat but managed to get a seat towards the end of the center cluster. 3 empty seats; I picked the middle one...just so that no silly couples will sit nearby! (&lt;span style="color: blue; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;forgodsake, I'm watching Shrek...not some Romeo&amp;amp;Juliet movie&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;) Went into the cinema right away my ticket was printed. Picked up the 3D glasses alone. Wasn't odd. Went to my seat alone. No one picked up my bag to put it on the floor. I gotta say I got into the scene right on time. The moment I sat down, the dreamworks logo was displayed onto the screen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I laughed during the show? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I did.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did it feel odd being alone? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nope.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I enjoy the movie? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Of coz!!! It is Shrek!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would I do it again? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Definitely; IF I have the time and chance to.&lt;/em&gt; =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;p/s: After tonite, I wont' have to wonder how it feels to watch a movie alone anymore coz I'VE DONE IT! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Not much diff compared to shopping and eating alone. It feels normal. I dunno about romantic movies but Shrek doesn't make me feel alone.&lt;/span&gt; *ngehngehngeh*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6969425911592438468-2647898796997992199?l=ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/2647898796997992199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6969425911592438468&amp;postID=2647898796997992199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/2647898796997992199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/2647898796997992199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/2010/06/very-first-single-movie-ticket-bought.html' title='The Very First Single Movie Ticket Bought'/><author><name>. Ruz .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02953554278482248308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_hO1Io-xbu9Y/SIna7FkJTkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qLuRagZNF_s/S220/shopaholic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6969425911592438468.post-2586094224036513451</id><published>2010-06-02T01:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T01:18:09.944+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blabs'/><title type='text'>3 Years done</title><content type='html'>3 years may sound like a very long time. 3 years is the number of years I've spent to get my degree done. Long? I guess not quite compared to other fields. Let's see how much progress I've made since the point when I started working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent 4months in a jap company as a tester. Pay was good. Distance isn't. Work-life balance was definitely there (coz it wasn't dark everytime i leave the office). Pretty much grasp the cycle of testing from planning to executing. Multi-tasked to 80%. Awesome 22inch" monitor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then....the jump happened. Flew to the company I'm with now. Fit in better. Spent a year and 2 months as a tester. Started managing defects seriously. There were few hectic times but it was fun..no doubt frustrating at times but it is all gewd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sent to another client for a couple of months...yes,another testing assignment. Mission was to get the client back on track in the testing schedule. Though short duration,&amp;nbsp;I saw&amp;nbsp;"colours" as another girl and I was somehow "lent" to the client. Fantastic experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent&amp;nbsp;few months&amp;nbsp;in the wonderful KLCC office. Lunch is about Kinokuniya and Subway. Had to live on basic pay. Be stuck at a nearby traffic light for atleast 3redlights before I actually get the chance to make a lil u-turn. Lived on basic salary but still had the crave for books and of coz clothes! Started blogging. Read quite a number of books. Did a number of online trainings. It was AWESOME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fun ended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posted to where I am now. Was clueless. No longer a tester but landed a role I can never imagine myself in; TA. Whoaaaaa! Dealt with few monsters. Patience level grew. Ignore button grew bigger at times to maintain patience level. =p Quite a one-man show back then but it is much better now; team is bigger and many has picked up more stuff. Fantastic? Awesome? Hmm...I'll say "Great!". My respond used to be "Still breathing and still alive" whenever anyone asks me how I am. The reply only came after a few moments of pause. Apparently, it is normal. I've bumped into some ppl who asks others the same q and I heard my answer being repeated. It is some kind of epidemic within the project i guess. LOL! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Along the way..besides WORK, there are fun stuff!&lt;br /&gt;I've tried emceeing and actually enjoyed it...so did it maybe...3 times? It is fun.&lt;br /&gt;Then I somehow got into the band..and the band is AWEEESSSOOMMMEEEE. =)&lt;br /&gt;Best part of the 1st 3 years out of uni!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During lunch today, I googled to see what the company has or is still looking for and bumped into the following requirements tagged to my role. Lemme see how many of it I have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Supported in the capacity of Siebel Administration from end to end &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Installed Siebel from grounds up &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Setup and configure Siebel components &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Performed Siebel deployment &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Start / stop Siebel server &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Troubleshoot Siebel TA issues &amp;amp; error log analysis &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Experience with using Unix platform (HP-UX would be ideal) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Basic database troubleshooting skills (preferably on Oracle database) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Siebel module that is preferred: eCommunications (version 8.1. would be ideal) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Siebel performance tuning (reviewing DB performance, identifying source of poor codes, app tier tuning like max / min tasks ) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Experience with Siebel integration with Avaya CTI &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Experience with Unix / Windows scripting &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Experience with a Production Support role for Siebel application &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Experience in a telecommunications environment will make you a top candidate for this position. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;2-6 years of relevant experience &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Proven success in contributing to a team-oriented environment &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Proven ability to work creatively and analytically in a problem-solving environment &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Excellent communication (written and oral) and interpersonal skills &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Recognized University Degree &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ability to meet travel requirements, when applicable &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&amp;nbsp;Out of the above, I only do not have one of it. Not too bad,huh? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the career-wise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life? Am I anywhere in life? Well, I bought a car. Does that count? Sure it does. I still keep in touch with my best friends everytime I get the chance to. That is something huge when you spend more than 80% of your lifetime with your colleagues in the office. I...mmmm am still reading and buying books. =p Now have some interest in baking and stuff. Patience level has gone higher. Heart could have grown harder. Head is closer to steel. Enthusiasm could be low on some elements but still fine. Other than that....everything is pretty much the same.......S.T.A.T.I.C. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the side note...(or is this the foot already? :p), if anyone has the above mentioned qualities, kindly send me ur resume. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6969425911592438468-2586094224036513451?l=ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/2586094224036513451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6969425911592438468&amp;postID=2586094224036513451' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/2586094224036513451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/2586094224036513451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/2010/06/3-years-done.html' title='3 Years done'/><author><name>. Ruz .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02953554278482248308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_hO1Io-xbu9Y/SIna7FkJTkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qLuRagZNF_s/S220/shopaholic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6969425911592438468.post-7335139902472218105</id><published>2010-05-30T21:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T22:25:50.848+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blabs'/><title type='text'>3-Days Weekends!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Could someone please tell me how and who came up with the idea that weekends only have 2days? How is work-life balance even possible with only 2 out of 7 days being weekends? *Sigh!* At the current settings, the load is heavier on the work scale. *Soooo much for balance, eh?*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/br&gt;3days in a weekend starting from Friday would be the greatest ever!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - Spring cleaning day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - Shopping day! Buying groceries day and etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Sunday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - REST day. Enjoy-being-at-home day. Baking day. Eat-at-home day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/br&gt;Lovely, ain't it?&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/br&gt;Can someone pleaseeeee do something about this? Just because it has been set centuries ago, it doesn't mean it can't be changed!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6969425911592438468-7335139902472218105?l=ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/7335139902472218105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6969425911592438468&amp;postID=7335139902472218105' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/7335139902472218105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/7335139902472218105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/2010/05/3-days-weekends.html' title='3-Days Weekends!'/><author><name>. Ruz .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02953554278482248308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_hO1Io-xbu9Y/SIna7FkJTkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qLuRagZNF_s/S220/shopaholic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6969425911592438468.post-6881760082353096066</id><published>2010-05-15T20:07:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T20:14:33.463+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sharing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DomesticMatters'/><title type='text'>Heart Kettle ^_^</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bumped into this cute hearty kettle!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471468005030919394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 288px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hO1Io-xbu9Y/S-6PKVfIfOI/AAAAAAAAANg/SkLyCnIbHx0/s320/kettle.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Source : &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.2decoratecakes.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;http://www.2decoratecakes.com&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Price:&lt;/strong&gt; RM152.00&lt;br /&gt;Would surely be a lovely item for my own kitchen(in my own house of coz!) in future! :) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6969425911592438468-6881760082353096066?l=ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.2decoratecakes.com/index.php?p=product&amp;id=4145&amp;parent=161' title='Heart Kettle ^_^'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/6881760082353096066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6969425911592438468&amp;postID=6881760082353096066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/6881760082353096066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/6881760082353096066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/2010/05/heart-kettle.html' title='Heart Kettle ^_^'/><author><name>. Ruz .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02953554278482248308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_hO1Io-xbu9Y/SIna7FkJTkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qLuRagZNF_s/S220/shopaholic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hO1Io-xbu9Y/S-6PKVfIfOI/AAAAAAAAANg/SkLyCnIbHx0/s72-c/kettle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6969425911592438468.post-7876768670996877448</id><published>2010-05-12T22:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T23:41:08.746+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blabs'/><title type='text'>722</title><content type='html'>What comes to your mind when someone says "&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;722&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simple question..many answers.&lt;br /&gt;It is quite a fun way to see what someone normally associates his/her thoughts with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One colleague jokingly said room number. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lemme summarize the answers I've got from others who are in various area of interests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A HR friend of mine :&lt;/strong&gt; Plate number&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A manager :&lt;/strong&gt; Bus number&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A DBA friend :&lt;/strong&gt; 722am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A trainer :&lt;/strong&gt; Food &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(this guy was super duper hungry...and was still at work)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My geeky friends :&lt;/strong&gt; UNIX permission level&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I was referring to 7:22PM when I said it to a colleague. My boyfriend said DATE. :)&lt;br /&gt;The DBA said 722am and not unix permission level because he normally use 755. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some others belong to the Nothing group.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6969425911592438468-7876768670996877448?l=ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/7876768670996877448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6969425911592438468&amp;postID=7876768670996877448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/7876768670996877448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/7876768670996877448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/2010/05/722.html' title='722'/><author><name>. Ruz .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02953554278482248308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_hO1Io-xbu9Y/SIna7FkJTkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qLuRagZNF_s/S220/shopaholic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6969425911592438468.post-2588165953365686371</id><published>2010-05-09T23:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T23:40:11.700+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blabs'/><title type='text'>RM2 Meal in KLCC</title><content type='html'>Dream on. Not quite possible unless u settle with a little bun of a pack of sushi from the supermarket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in Kino as always; never a time I went to KLCC without dropping by Kino. =p The owner must be very happy to hear this. teehee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, I was browsing some RM9.90 cooking books at its stand when a girl maybe about 15years old popped up. She interrupted my dreamworld in books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl : Kak. Kak. Do you have two ringgit? I've not eaten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave her a look from top to toe. She is double my size (she would be tripple if I were the size when I started workin'), wore an old roundneck black t-shirt, a pair of pants(can't really tell the colour..it was about grey...and of coz dirty and old-looking) and a pair of black slippers. I gave her a good look and saw that her toenails are not even cut. She's not retarded in any ways but I really do not know what's the story behind it. I thought of just ignoring her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She walked few steps away. I looked away. After some lil thoughts (what IF she is REALLY hungry and super poor...rite?), I opened my handbag. She turned and walked a few steps towards me. I opened my wallet. No two ringgit. Just one ringgit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave her another look and said "You know what? Take this.". Hope she gets to do what she wants with the money. May not be much but I hope it helps. =/ Btw,like I've mentioned in my first few sentences, there is no way one can get a proper meal at two ringgit in KLCC. She said "Thank you" and left. Within seconds, she was nowhere in sight. Guess she ran all the way to the foodcourt or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I toild my boyfriend about this just few minutes before I started drafting this post. He asked "Didn't you follow that girl?". I replied "No.". As much as I'd like to help her, I'm pretty scared myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if she asked for money just to check out if I've got money at all? What if she has other friends waiting for me and stalk me? And then rob me? You can never tell. Can't you. Anyhow, none of the listed What-Ifs happened just now. =) Being a freak, I clutched my handbang tightly after I handed her the money, checked my pockets for my keys and phones. Guess it is hard to trust anyone at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmm...now that I'm safe at home, I wonder why did she only ask for RM2.&lt;br /&gt;1. Was she only short of RM2?&lt;br /&gt;2. Did she has a plan to walk around and ask RM2 from other people too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I do not read the news much, I wouldn't know if&lt;br /&gt;1. She ran away from home.&lt;br /&gt;2. Victim of domestic abuse.&lt;br /&gt;3. A criminal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, it all doesn't matter. I'm glad she asked for money and not steal from anyone or anywhere. See, if everyone supports other people...I believe the crime rate would eventually decrease. I see nothing wrong if the girl walks aruond and ask for RM2 everytime she bumps into a person. *Hope she doesn't ask the wrong person. =/*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;p/s: Sorry. This is meant to be a very short post with very little story in it. Anyhow, I miss writing stuff that I need to elaborate on almost anything I could. LOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6969425911592438468-2588165953365686371?l=ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/2588165953365686371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6969425911592438468&amp;postID=2588165953365686371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/2588165953365686371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/2588165953365686371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/2010/05/rm2-meal-in-klcc.html' title='RM2 Meal in KLCC'/><author><name>. Ruz .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02953554278482248308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_hO1Io-xbu9Y/SIna7FkJTkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qLuRagZNF_s/S220/shopaholic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6969425911592438468.post-3857996832386456232</id><published>2010-03-06T21:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T21:25:45.380+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sharing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blabs'/><title type='text'>STRICTLY For WOMEN : Mooncup</title><content type='html'>Alternative to tampons and sanitary pads. Reusable. Environment friendly. No dyes. No chemicals. Latex-free, hypoallergenic and many more. Wanna know what I'm talking about or wanna know what is a Mooncup? Click &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mooncup.co.uk/about-the-mooncup/benefits.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not too sure how much it is here in Malaysia but I bumped into a blog where you can buy it online; RM110.00 Apparently it is the only one stockist in Malaysia so far. Visit &lt;a href="http://www.tinytapir.com/category.php?msg=Item+Added+to+Cart&amp;amp;category_id=79&amp;amp;item_id=358"&gt;http://www.tinytapir.com/category.php?msg=Item+Added+to+Cart&amp;amp;category_id=79&amp;amp;item_id=358&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hO1Io-xbu9Y/S5JVbNqyDSI/AAAAAAAAANQ/iOObAltw6Lo/s1600-h/moonmsia.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445508825458281762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 171px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hO1Io-xbu9Y/S5JVbNqyDSI/AAAAAAAAANQ/iOObAltw6Lo/s320/moonmsia.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mooncup Official Site :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mooncup.co.uk/"&gt;http://www.mooncup.co.uk/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About Mooncup :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mooncup.co.uk/about-the-mooncup.html"&gt;http://www.mooncup.co.uk/about-the-mooncup.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Benefits :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mooncup.co.uk/about-the-mooncup/benefits.html"&gt;http://www.mooncup.co.uk/about-the-mooncup/benefits.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF somehow anyone happens to see it on the shelves at other than the location I've mentioned above, please let me know where and how much it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reviews on Malaysian Babes Forum :&lt;br /&gt;http://www.malaysianbabes.net/forum/index.php?/topic/3825-product-mooncup/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6969425911592438468-3857996832386456232?l=ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/3857996832386456232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6969425911592438468&amp;postID=3857996832386456232' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/3857996832386456232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/3857996832386456232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/2010/03/strictly-for-women-mooncup.html' title='STRICTLY For WOMEN : Mooncup'/><author><name>. Ruz .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02953554278482248308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_hO1Io-xbu9Y/SIna7FkJTkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qLuRagZNF_s/S220/shopaholic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hO1Io-xbu9Y/S5JVbNqyDSI/AAAAAAAAANQ/iOObAltw6Lo/s72-c/moonmsia.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6969425911592438468.post-6547259770305980484</id><published>2010-02-25T22:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T22:32:03.428+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blabs'/><title type='text'>Beauty of the word ALONE</title><content type='html'>Despite the contrary view, the word alone does not necessarily relate to the word loner. It is time that everyone of us view this word from a different angle and see it in a different light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being alone does not make you loner. In fact, it could actually show that you are independent and happy. Well, I am not saying that everyone should be alone. That would be against the human nature as we are all made in pairs. Else God won't create Eve for Adam. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heard of the following quotations before?&lt;br /&gt;"Eagles fly solo" -Unknown-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I normally say this to myself; "I was in my mother's womb alone. Brought to this world alone. I survived."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not indicating that I do not need anyone in my life but all of us could actually do well with some time to ourselves. This is what I call me-time. I love hanging out with my friends and spending time with my family but quality me-time is essential for me to keep going and keep myself motivated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why me-time is great?&lt;br /&gt;1. It helps you to keep in touch with yourself.&lt;br /&gt;2. It helps you to look at yourself and really identify what is not right.&lt;br /&gt;3. People will most of the time disappoint you and break your heart.&lt;br /&gt;4. Having expectations set on others are no fun. Setting expectations on ourselves goes a loooooonnnggg way.&lt;br /&gt;5. It is zen. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;6. You need not deal with others and free to go with your own will.&lt;br /&gt;7. Things are a lot less complicated when we deal only with one person. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my dear friends, I need you. I love having you guys. I believe most of you love your me-time too. ;) It is great to share our fraction of life with friends, right? Hope you feel the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are times when you REALLY need the other someone to make something in your life happens and let me tell you that that moment sucks and hurts big time. In the end, I know I will have to find me own way to deal with the disappointment so that I can be happy. Why let that lil someone bring you down? You are worth your feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, you belong to yourself. Only you can decide how to make yourself happy because you know yourself better than anyone else. Your life is yours. You share it but never give it away. That is how life is. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please take note that I DO NOT write this out of sorrow. I write it to bring myself up and set aside some disappointments I am feeling right now; too personal to be broadcasted. You can continue disappointing me but I have already made up my mind; not to let others bring me down. With that, I have no expectations set what-so-ever because it will hurt me I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I don't mention about something, it shows that it is not significant.&lt;br /&gt;When it is not significant, I no longer think about it.&lt;br /&gt;I no longer think about it because I either don't want it anymore or I do not want it from you anymore. What I want most is to be happy. If no one could make me happy, I will find ways to make myself happy. I know somewhere out there, I have a bunch of friends who can make me happy and I'm grateful. I know for sure I am happy with my family though it may be difficult at times. Guess nothing is as easy in life. =&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6969425911592438468-6547259770305980484?l=ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/6547259770305980484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6969425911592438468&amp;postID=6547259770305980484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/6547259770305980484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/6547259770305980484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/2010/02/beauty-of-word-alone.html' title='Beauty of the word ALONE'/><author><name>. Ruz .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02953554278482248308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_hO1Io-xbu9Y/SIna7FkJTkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qLuRagZNF_s/S220/shopaholic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6969425911592438468.post-727220900227749869</id><published>2010-02-16T23:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T23:43:55.939+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sharing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blabs'/><title type='text'>Never too late for a resolution</title><content type='html'>Only 16th February in 2010. That is roughly 47 days since 2009. After Feb, we have 10 more months to go til 2010 ends. Gosh! REALLY can't wait! Guess life will transform by then; whether it goes as planned or it will have a twisted end that will change many lives. Guess we'll just have to wait and see as many things are not within my control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, lemme lay out some resolutions or wishes I've got hanging at the back of my head but didn't have the chance to jot it down! *Thanks,Mr.Work.U've done a great job taking my life away*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Settle my credit card bill!&lt;br /&gt;2. Settle my loan with my dad!&lt;br /&gt;3. Have more money $ense.&lt;br /&gt;4. Read more books.&lt;br /&gt;5. Have a larger vocab!&lt;br /&gt;6. Improve my writing style.&lt;br /&gt;7. Take better care of my health and of coz finance!&lt;br /&gt;8. Grow longer hair....or atleast have patience to not cut it short.&lt;br /&gt;9. Have more patience....esp with PEOPLE!*Getting tougher these days :|*&lt;br /&gt;10.Keep in touch with friends as often as possible.&lt;br /&gt;11.Be more domestic whenever possible.&lt;br /&gt;12.Spring clean my room atleast once a month.&lt;br /&gt;13.Talk less. *Is this even possible? :S*&lt;br /&gt;14.Give more to the less fortunate to that i can escape the tax!&lt;br /&gt;15.Pay back my study loan...atleast once in 2 months. =p&lt;br /&gt;16.Lose weight.&lt;br /&gt;17.(There must be more to be added to the list..but i decide not to drain it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As much as I'd like to put "Lose weight" as my number one resolution....i decide not to coz it has always been number one every year and it doesn't really work so this year..I put it elsewhere on my list. Plus i don't even have time to work towards it. Darn!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6969425911592438468-727220900227749869?l=ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/727220900227749869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6969425911592438468&amp;postID=727220900227749869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/727220900227749869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/727220900227749869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/2010/02/never-too-late-for-resolution.html' title='Never too late for a resolution'/><author><name>. Ruz .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02953554278482248308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_hO1Io-xbu9Y/SIna7FkJTkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qLuRagZNF_s/S220/shopaholic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6969425911592438468.post-8447017249189507030</id><published>2010-01-20T12:33:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T12:54:45.492+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Collection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blabs'/><title type='text'>Earrings :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Many pairs for one pair of ears just so suit all my moods and attires and .. COZ i can! =p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428676068952532114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hO1Io-xbu9Y/S1aIH1KUZJI/AAAAAAAAAMg/nExIhR2mr4c/s320/100_4828.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428676283434475090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hO1Io-xbu9Y/S1aIUUKzHlI/AAAAAAAAAMo/YuwuURsI8dw/s320/100_4829.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428676458776135698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hO1Io-xbu9Y/S1aIehXgiBI/AAAAAAAAAMw/WW2gw5i0Lkk/s320/100_4830.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Not a hundred pairs yet. To date, there are only about 60 pairs. I believe the number will increase and will eventually reach 100 by end of 2010. =) Anyhow, it is quite an indulgence...a cheap one if you wanna ask.  I normally get a few pairs when I'm too broke to get other stuff. Well, I love new stuff so I guess it can't be helped.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Honestly, I can't wear nickel due to allergies but a girl just can't help it. LOL!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;Note : For viewing purposes only. Not for sale. =p&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/6969425911592438468-8447017249189507030?l=ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/8447017249189507030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6969425911592438468&amp;postID=8447017249189507030' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/8447017249189507030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/8447017249189507030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/2010/01/earrings.html' title='Earrings :)'/><author><name>. Ruz .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02953554278482248308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_hO1Io-xbu9Y/SIna7FkJTkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qLuRagZNF_s/S220/shopaholic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hO1Io-xbu9Y/S1aIH1KUZJI/AAAAAAAAAMg/nExIhR2mr4c/s72-c/100_4828.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6969425911592438468.post-1863324129176114452</id><published>2010-01-05T13:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T13:30:34.019+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blabs'/><title type='text'>Where's your manners?</title><content type='html'>Where's your manners? Don't you have common sense ATLEAST?&lt;br /&gt;What is it with these ppl who :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Won't let ppl get out of the lift before getting in?&lt;br /&gt;2. Won't let ppl get out of the train before getting in?&lt;br /&gt;3. Cut queues?&lt;br /&gt;4. Littersssssss?&lt;br /&gt;5. Can't read "ONE WAY ONLY" road sign?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello people, IF you don't let ppl get out of where you wanna be in, there won't be enough space for you. Isn't that basic logic? URGH! Don't tell me you are that dumb!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cut queues? IF you urgently need to be in front, why don't u go rite behind the first person or better still, go rite in front of the first person. If you think u wanna get your stuff done quickly, what makes you think others don't? Next time, I hope more ppl will cut ur line RITE in front of you so that you'd atleast feel what it is like. :) See if you enjoy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe we are living in the same state...atleast same country and planet. Why litter? You are already not sweeping the road and trim the plants by the roadside, why litter? To look cool? I'll tell ya something. You look dumb and soooooo not educated. :) Wait. If you happen to fly back to mars after you litter this planet called earth, I might forgive you (though it still shows how shallow ur senses are).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for ONE WAY road, if you wanna commit offences, do not involve others. What I mean here is, do not get others to be in accidents because of you. 1minute round the block won't cost as much as repairing a dented boot or etc. Double-dumbo. I wonder how you even manage to earn enough with that kind of head on your shoulders. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not angry but I'm juz saddened by the mentality of some people around here. And smokers seem to be littering the most! How can they not? If you were to get onto the flyover approaching Universiti station from KL, you'd see lotsa cig butts by the roadside...and not to mention cig boxes and lighters too. Know what that shows? The level of ppl who smokes. =p You already do not care about other around you who you kill every single day, now you also do not care about the env you are living in. Why not throw all your rubbish inside you room. Keep throwing. Keep living in the room. Have fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*yes,i'm super sarcastic =p*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6969425911592438468-1863324129176114452?l=ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/1863324129176114452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6969425911592438468&amp;postID=1863324129176114452' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/1863324129176114452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/1863324129176114452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/2010/01/wheres-your-manners.html' title='Where&apos;s your manners?'/><author><name>. Ruz .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02953554278482248308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_hO1Io-xbu9Y/SIna7FkJTkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qLuRagZNF_s/S220/shopaholic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6969425911592438468.post-5076753457029571376</id><published>2009-12-12T21:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T13:35:10.826+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blabs'/><title type='text'>Life Experiences Scale?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Grabbed this from someone's blog...lemme see how much I've experienced life...*yea...apart from working like mad =p*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Indicator :&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Done &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;NEVER EVER&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Would be nice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Started my own blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Slept under the stars. Played in a band.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Visited Hawaii and danced on a lava cliff with the roar of the Pacific below.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Watched a meteor shower. Given more than I can afford to charity.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Been to Disneyland.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Climbed a mountain.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Held a praying mantis.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Sang a solo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Bungee jumped. Visited Paris.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Watched a lightning storm at sea&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Taught myself an art from scratch. Adopted a child.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Had food poisoning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Walked to the top of the Statue of Liberty.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Grown my own vegetables.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Seen the Mona Lisa in France.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Slept on an overnight train.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Had a pillow fight.Hitch hiked.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Taken a sick day when I'm not ill.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Built a snow fort.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Held a lamb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Gone skinny dipping. &lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Run a marathon.Ridden in a gondola in Venice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Seen a total eclipse. Watched a sunrise or sunset.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Hit a home run. Been on a cruise. Seen Niagara Falls in person. Visited the birthplace of my ancestors.&lt;/span&gt; Seen an Amish community. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Taught myself a new language.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Had enough money to be truly satisfied. Seen the Leaning Tower of Pisa in person. Gone rock climbing.Seen Michelangelo’s David.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Sung karaoke.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Seen Old Faithful geyser erupt. &lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Bought a stranger a meal at a restaurant. Visited Africa.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Walked on a beach by moonlight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Been transported in an ambulance.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Had your portrait painted.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Gone deep sea fishing.&lt;/span&gt; Seen the Sistine Chapel in person. &lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Been to the top of the Eiffel Tower in Paris. Gone scuba diving or snorkeling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Kissed in the rain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Played in the mud.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Gone to a drive-in theater. Been in a movie. Visited the Great Wall of China. Started a business. Taken a martial arts class. Visited Russia.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Served at a soup kitchen. Sold Girl Scout Cookies. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Gone whale watching.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Got flowers for no reason.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Donated blood, platelets or plasma. &lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Gone sky diving.&lt;/span&gt;Visited a Nazi Concentration Camp. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Bounced a check.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Flown in a helicopter.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Saved a favorite childhood toy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Visited the Lincoln Memorial.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Eaten Caviar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Pieced a quilt.&lt;/span&gt; Stood in Times Square. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Toured the Everglades. Been fired from a job.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Seen the Changing of the Guards in London.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Broken a bone.&lt;/span&gt; Been on a speeding motorcycle.Seen the Grand Canyon in person. &lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Published a book. Visited the Vatican.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Bought a brand new car.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Walked in Jerusalem.&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt; Had your picture in the newspaper.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Kissed a stranger at midnight on New Year’s Eve.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Visited the White House.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Killed and prepared an animal for eating. Had chickenpox.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Saved someone’s life.&lt;/span&gt; Sat on a jury. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Met someone famous. Joined a book club. Lost a loved one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Had a baby. Seen the Alamo in person. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Swam in the Great Salt Lake.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Been involved in a law suit.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Owned a cell phone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Been stung by a bee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Stuff I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;WILL NEVER EVER DO / NEVER wanna experience&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; from the list above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visited Hawaii and danced on a lava cliff with the roar of the Pacific below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I don't dance. Is that place even safe? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Held a praying mantis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hate insects!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched a lightning storm at sea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Never wanna risk my life that way. : I've got enough risks everyday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*No.I'm not paranoid!I just happen to use my brain and study cons =p *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seen Old Faithful geyser erupt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Safe?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been transported in an ambulance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Don't wanna be ill. Don't wanna be sick. I don't like hospitals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played in the mud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dirtyyyyy...i dun mind putting my feet in though...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Served at a soup kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Messy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sold Girl Scout Cookies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;NO!I'd rather sell cakes online.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bounced a check.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;OoooOOOO Troublesome and embrassing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pieced a quilt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;No art in me. Not much patience for lil stuff like that. I'd rather bake.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toured the Everglades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Not my kind of thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been fired from a job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;='( I'd die if i had been. Penniless and super duper embarassing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Broken a bone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;PAINFUL!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kissed a stranger at midnight on New Year’s Eve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ewww who know what he (the stranger smells like or late ate..no thanks. Plus I've got my own prince charming. ^_^&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Killed and prepared an animal for eating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Nooooooo no guts.messy.won't be eating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had chickenpox.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;My skin takes forever to recover. I can't stand itch. I cannot afford to be uglier.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been involved in a law suit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Almost had been in one....but phew!Thank god didn't. REALLY don't want to. =&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been stung by a bee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Painful.......... :'( Don't want.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6969425911592438468-5076753457029571376?l=ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/5076753457029571376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6969425911592438468&amp;postID=5076753457029571376' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/5076753457029571376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/5076753457029571376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/12/life-experiences-scale.html' title='Life Experiences Scale?'/><author><name>. Ruz .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02953554278482248308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_hO1Io-xbu9Y/SIna7FkJTkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qLuRagZNF_s/S220/shopaholic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6969425911592438468.post-8918601092306523570</id><published>2009-11-30T16:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T22:36:37.061+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants'/><title type='text'>I don't get it!!!</title><content type='html'>Aren't taxi drivers supposed to help ppl get from A to point B and get paid for it? Aren't they driving taxis? What kind of service are these people offering again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I flagged down a cab yesterday to meet up my bestfriend in midvalley before we head to Amcorp Mall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read on the following comverstation exchanged between the driver and I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taxi stopped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Ruz :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I'd like to go to midvalley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Taxi driver :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I don't go there.I don't want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Ruz :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Ampark park station then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Taxi driver :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Ok. (&lt;em&gt;with a stupid smirk on his face&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hopped into the cab and thought about my route coz I felt like waking around the mall before I meet up with my bestfriend so I thought of going to Bangsar station ad hail another cab from there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Ruz :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Could you take me to bangsar let station instead?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Taxi driver :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; No. Be done with Ampang Park. I don't want to go to the oher area; jam. (&lt;em&gt;the look on his face when he responded made me feel like giving him a tight slap but my hands are too clean to be placed on his face.&lt;/em&gt; =p )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kept quiet and got off at Ampang Park station. And no, I didn't get to go to midvalley. =\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wonder :&lt;br /&gt;- WHY can't he take me to somewhere I wanna go to?I'll be paying him bucks.Every km counts. Every second counts!what is his problem???&lt;br /&gt;- If driving passenger sto the place they need to go to isn't the service u are providing, what is? Go to to your house and visit your grandma????!!!!?!?!?&lt;br /&gt;- Who told him to be a taxi driver? I know I didn't. Do Malaysia a favour. Quit driving. Find a job you can sincerely do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6969425911592438468-8918601092306523570?l=ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/8918601092306523570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6969425911592438468&amp;postID=8918601092306523570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/8918601092306523570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/8918601092306523570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-don-get-it.html' title='I don&apos;t get it!!!'/><author><name>. Ruz .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02953554278482248308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_hO1Io-xbu9Y/SIna7FkJTkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qLuRagZNF_s/S220/shopaholic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6969425911592438468.post-8816006280927440622</id><published>2009-11-10T22:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T22:40:00.052+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blabs'/><title type='text'>Plooop</title><content type='html'>Some lil nothings......on the fly ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the houses is clean, you must be wasting a lot of time in your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Borned free....now I'm expensive. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my job....It is the work I hate!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6969425911592438468-8816006280927440622?l=ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/8816006280927440622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6969425911592438468&amp;postID=8816006280927440622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/8816006280927440622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/8816006280927440622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/11/plooop.html' title='Plooop'/><author><name>. Ruz .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02953554278482248308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_hO1Io-xbu9Y/SIna7FkJTkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qLuRagZNF_s/S220/shopaholic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6969425911592438468.post-5728573509841544926</id><published>2009-06-05T13:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T14:12:32.977+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blabs'/><title type='text'>Stupid?Really?</title><content type='html'>If you are sensing that I am posting this out of disagreement. You couldn't be more right. :p I recently attended a so-called meeting and one of the speaker said something along this line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You cannot say "I don't know.I don't know means I am stupid."&lt;br /&gt;To make it fair for the speaker, the next sentence was "You cannot not know anything. If you do not know, say you will find out."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm still not happy with the first sentence. Here's my perspective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is good that you know what you do not know. It is great that you admit that you do not know something. *&lt;em&gt;Rather than let ur ego do the acting.&lt;/em&gt;* The worst place anyone could be in is : To not know what they do not know. Raise your hand if you disagree! Til today, some of my colleagues are mimicking the sentence. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am stressing here that it is ok to not know something and to admit that you do not know. =)&lt;br /&gt;If you do not know something, ask. Keyword is ASK. =) IF you pretend to know something that you do not know, not only you will be in trouble but you might be affecting others who are working with you too. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6969425911592438468-5728573509841544926?l=ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/5728573509841544926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6969425911592438468&amp;postID=5728573509841544926' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/5728573509841544926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/5728573509841544926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/06/stupidreally.html' title='Stupid?Really?'/><author><name>. Ruz .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02953554278482248308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_hO1Io-xbu9Y/SIna7FkJTkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qLuRagZNF_s/S220/shopaholic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6969425911592438468.post-804224272080906761</id><published>2009-05-23T22:45:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T13:03:48.222+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blabs'/><title type='text'>Reading vs Making Buckz</title><content type='html'>Many complained about work. Many stated that if they were given a choice to go back to school, they would. Many advised those who are still studying to enjoy school before they have to work. This made me come up with these questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Is working life that bad?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Is schooling so great?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had quite a number of friends asking me which one i prefer; school or work. Read on and you'll know my answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I LOVE GOING TO WORK!&lt;/span&gt; It is not that I don't like studying. &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I love studying too&lt;/span&gt; especially in uni. However, there are so many constraints compared to working. See, there are a lot of subjects taken in uni but i SWEAR to you, barely 5 is even used in the working world. Talking about university syllabus. *&lt;em&gt;siiggghhhh&lt;/em&gt;* Back in uni, we do not have that much choices of which subjects to take as we are tied down with the program we enrolled in. Well, you can take the subjects you want but you'll be spending more time in uni and that would cost more money. :p Mmm...maybe it is the Bachelor/Degree level. I'll NEVER EVER do another in my life. I guess Degree/Bachelor is the worst level in studying; it drains students and make them hate studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, &lt;strong&gt;IF&lt;/strong&gt; I'm given the opportunity (and of coz buckz) to study again, I wanna do all of the following (in priority order).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1.&lt;/strong&gt; MBA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2.&lt;/strong&gt; MIT (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I would like to major on management...as in software management or quality assurance!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3.&lt;/strong&gt; Cert./Dip. in Culinary Arts (&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;this would prepare me to cook edible stuff in the future and who knows...even open a Book Cafe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; ;) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4.&lt;/strong&gt; Cert./Dip in MassComm (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;odd but I like hosting!....*talk,blab,enthusiasm,smile,camera,people*&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5.&lt;/strong&gt; Cert./Dip in Interior Designing ( &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;this would help me make my lil crib heaven..not just for me but for my family in the future.&lt;/span&gt; )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uni/College I've eyed on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Carnegie Mellon!..I'll do MIT+MBA there!!!Gosh! *&lt;em&gt;i wishhh&lt;/em&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;b&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Aberdeen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;c&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Binary College.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't foresee &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; happening :( *&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Unless there will be some miracles happening in the future...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;* As for item number &lt;strong&gt;3-5, &lt;/strong&gt;I'm not too sure where I wanna get it done.... :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting drawn onto another topic so easily so pardon me. Lemme get back to the main topic of this post. Some of the many reasons I prefer to work becauseeeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have my own bucks!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I control it. I run out of it, it is a problem but my problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2.&lt;/strong&gt; With number 1, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I can buy whatever I feel like having but couldn't have back then&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; when I'm still schooling coz I can't keep asking moneh from my parents,rite? It would be too much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3.&lt;/strong&gt; Back to item number 1 again,&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; I can buy ANY books I want.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; RM150 per book is expensive to my parents but not for me. And no, I do not have to ask for permission to buy and settle with a 2nd best book just because the best is the most expensive. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;I have my own ride!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Back in school..I have to wait for my dad...sux when u depend on others to get ur stuff done....coz they barely go with your plan and the things may get complicated. Though I have to drive, it is quite OK coz I pretty much have my time under my control. I plan. I execute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5.&lt;/strong&gt; My parents seem to understand my working hours. They still ask what time I'm coming home. They still wonder why I'm late but I've got a reason to be late; WORK. And work pretty much solves all the wonders. =p See...if I were to go out with a friend and be home at 10pm, my parents would be furious...especially when I left home early in the morning. With work, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I can be out of the house for more than 12hours without questions asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Wonderful but do they know that I have to sit and stare at screen all the time? *&lt;em&gt;siiigghhhhh&lt;/em&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I dont' have to iron and wear the same boring uniform 5 days a week&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;...well, wearing uniform is pretty boring but it helps in some ways; you do not have to think of what to wear! Well, now I can wear formal attire to work...downside?I have to do the thinking. EVERYDAY. Lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7.&lt;/strong&gt; I can &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;have my hair long and I can let it down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! Damn!School made me tie it up the whole day...even when I don't feel like tying it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8.&lt;/strong&gt; I can &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;ea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;h&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;ai&lt;/span&gt;r&lt;/span&gt; a&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;c&lt;/span&gt;c&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;es&lt;/span&gt;s&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;or&lt;/span&gt;ies &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;h&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;er t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;n &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;black&lt;/span&gt; a&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;d &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;wh&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;it&lt;/span&gt;e &lt;/span&gt;in &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;c&lt;/span&gt;ol&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;ou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; *phhhewwwww* You guys in school, stay monocoloured. K? =p There are soooooo many beautiful hair accessories. Even a purple or green hair tier is enough to complement the outfit you're wearing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9.&lt;/strong&gt; I can bring &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;handbags&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to work! =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;I can wear jewelleries!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Silver. Gold. Plastic. Beads. Pearls. You name it! I can wear ALL to work! And no one cares about the sizes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11.&lt;/strong&gt; I could go on and on and on &lt;*&lt;em&gt;y&lt;/em&gt;&lt;i&gt;a know me...&lt;/i&gt;* but I decided to stop at 10!&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, if you wonder why I do not state "No homework" and "No exams"...I do not hate them. =) And guess what? There is no way to stop doing homework or having exams. Even as a working adult, you still see it and still have to handle it. Just that you may have not realized. ;) You always need the extra reading to find out more about something to get parts of your tasks done..and yes, there are deadlines. Exams? Well, your progress is always monitored by your supervisor! Go figure!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6969425911592438468-804224272080906761?l=ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/804224272080906761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6969425911592438468&amp;postID=804224272080906761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/804224272080906761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/804224272080906761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/05/reading-vs-making-buckz.html' title='Reading vs Making Buckz'/><author><name>. Ruz .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02953554278482248308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_hO1Io-xbu9Y/SIna7FkJTkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qLuRagZNF_s/S220/shopaholic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6969425911592438468.post-1204322400071803314</id><published>2009-05-19T19:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T19:37:44.051+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sharing'/><title type='text'>2 Useful Domestic Devices</title><content type='html'>I had a friend who once asked me where can we find the iron used in department stores; the one you can use to iron while standing up and iron some particular spots only. My respond to her was "I dunno" coz I really do not know but I told her it is pricey. I'm not too sure who asked....hihi Could be Lizzie or Tracy...*hmmm*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,here it is! (Click on the image to get redirected to the source site. ;) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.lelong.com.my/Auc/List/2007-01DxSaleI680772_AUCTION_-Firenzzi-X-Treme-High-Power-Garment-Steamer-FGS21DJ-FREE-Hand-Glove.htm"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 110px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hO1Io-xbu9Y/ShKZFWKoK5I/AAAAAAAAAKY/KBUl86cJAIQ/s320/iron.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337496825516010386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another item I bumped into is the gentle garments washer. Not essential but nice to have especially when 80% of your time is spent at work. :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.lelong.com.my/Auc/List/2010-03DeSale30951392_AUCTION_-Firenzzi-Ladies-Personal-Wear-Washer-FM-8088-FREE-SHIPPING.htm"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 137px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hO1Io-xbu9Y/ShKZv6YXyhI/AAAAAAAAAKg/-hFTFP2bpcg/s320/wash.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337497556791839250" 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/6969425911592438468-1204322400071803314?l=ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/1204322400071803314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6969425911592438468&amp;postID=1204322400071803314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/1204322400071803314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/1204322400071803314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/05/2-useful-domestic-devices.html' title='2 Useful Domestic Devices'/><author><name>. Ruz .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02953554278482248308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_hO1Io-xbu9Y/SIna7FkJTkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qLuRagZNF_s/S220/shopaholic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hO1Io-xbu9Y/ShKZFWKoK5I/AAAAAAAAAKY/KBUl86cJAIQ/s72-c/iron.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6969425911592438468.post-2695660877004351365</id><published>2009-05-09T14:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T14:41:55.894+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sharing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blabs'/><title type='text'>Ferrari-shaped Mobile Phone</title><content type='html'>The creator must be a Ferrari fanatic or simply someone who thinks he wants to make more bucks by using Ferrari to attract buyers..particularly Ferrari fanatics. =p &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I bumped into this while reading Moto U9 reviews.  (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Taken from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.product-reviews.net/2008/04/13/ferrari-shaped-mobile-phone/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;http://www.product-reviews.net/2008/04/13/ferrari-shaped-mobile-phone/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.product-reviews.net/2008/04/13/ferrari-shaped-mobile-phone/"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333709882378733410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 110px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hO1Io-xbu9Y/SgUk4Posx2I/AAAAAAAAAKA/HIGk47b2T5Y/s320/fer.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;To read a brief review on it, click &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.product-reviews.net/2008/04/13/ferrari-shaped-mobile-phone/"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Btw, I'm not interest but I'm juzt sharing. Hihi &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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/6969425911592438468-2695660877004351365?l=ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/2695660877004351365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6969425911592438468&amp;postID=2695660877004351365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/2695660877004351365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/2695660877004351365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/05/ferrari-shaped-mobile-phone.html' title='Ferrari-shaped Mobile Phone'/><author><name>. Ruz .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02953554278482248308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_hO1Io-xbu9Y/SIna7FkJTkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qLuRagZNF_s/S220/shopaholic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hO1Io-xbu9Y/SgUk4Posx2I/AAAAAAAAAKA/HIGk47b2T5Y/s72-c/fer.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6969425911592438468.post-6706297694893534526</id><published>2009-05-05T09:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T10:54:38.248+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants'/><title type='text'>How I Describe Tech Arch. Role</title><content type='html'>If you do not know what Technical Architecture is, ask Mr.Google coz I'm not gonna type much here.Why? Coz I'm not allowed to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, to my bunch of friends who has been complaining why I no longer have time to hangout and can't plan to hangout with them...here it is. My role is a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Never Ending Story&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; with comes with multiple &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Series of Unfortunate Events&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that, do not tell me to clear up my work becoz there is no way I can say I've completed my work. OK?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;p/s:I'm not complaining but &lt;strong&gt;EXPLAINING&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6969425911592438468-6706297694893534526?l=ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/6706297694893534526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6969425911592438468&amp;postID=6706297694893534526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/6706297694893534526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/6706297694893534526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/05/how-i-describe-tech-arch-role.html' title='How I Describe Tech Arch. Role'/><author><name>. Ruz .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02953554278482248308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_hO1Io-xbu9Y/SIna7FkJTkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qLuRagZNF_s/S220/shopaholic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6969425911592438468.post-5984362145729371672</id><published>2009-05-04T09:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T09:17:50.394+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blabs'/><title type='text'>Some kind of indication</title><content type='html'>Indicators are meant to indicate something...when used in public places, it is supposed to catch peoples' eyes so that they are alert and aware of what is going on or about to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here in my new client's site...they have indicators on top of each elevators. However, the lights of the indicators are barely visible. How idiotic. When the elevators reach our level, we'll wonder which elevator so we gotta wait til its door is opened. Imagine the indicator's light is the same colour of the light on the ceiling shining upon the indicator. Well, I guess the case is not too bad with elevators.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait til you get onto the road.&lt;br /&gt;You see lotsa idiots being idiotic on the road. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;What are idiots good at? They are great at being idiotic and just that! =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Common scenario :&lt;/strong&gt; Do not turn on indicator to change lanes or to turn into a junction.&lt;br /&gt;See....you have the bucks to get a nice ride. Some even costs more than  RM100k but then again, I dunno how and idiot manage to earn so much and buy that kind of cars. Idiots must be rich these days. Why bother paying so much for the car if it doesn't come with indicators? I dunno. Only idiots would make such decisions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Odd Scenario :&lt;/strong&gt; Turn on hazard lights.&lt;br /&gt;Why? Not coz the car is having trouble but the driver is. He couldn't make up his mind which side of the road he'd like to be on...so he turned on his hazards light and freely change from left to right lane...and from right to left lane every8seconds. How interesting rite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Creative Scenario&lt;/strong&gt;(&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;see the negation sign be for the first word&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;) &lt;strong&gt;:&lt;/strong&gt; Have the indicator light to be red. Why is this idiotic?  It doesn't work well..particularly at night. When it is called indicator, it is meant to indicate something but it doesn't do that, it might cause trouble!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People, do use the "machine" you're born with. Incase you do not know where it is, it is in ur head...which is supposed to be on your shoulders not on ur knee caps. LOL! Now I'm adapting some malay crap into my English blog. =p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6969425911592438468-5984362145729371672?l=ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/5984362145729371672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6969425911592438468&amp;postID=5984362145729371672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/5984362145729371672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/5984362145729371672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/05/some-kind-of-indication.html' title='Some kind of indication'/><author><name>. Ruz .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02953554278482248308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_hO1Io-xbu9Y/SIna7FkJTkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qLuRagZNF_s/S220/shopaholic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6969425911592438468.post-1614419810815625686</id><published>2009-04-23T06:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T06:53:19.401+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants'/><title type='text'>Domestic Day and the Jam</title><content type='html'>Firstly, I would like to thank &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ms.Jam&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for making life more complicated that it already is.&lt;br /&gt;About 70% of my life is spent in KL but I never had to go through too many jams in a day just to get to my destination. How nice Ms.Jam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I just got posted to another project and yea...new client side.&lt;br /&gt;Can't believe the number of jams i have to go through. Well, this may be perfectly normal for many others but not quite for me. I've been living in KL for a say....70% the years in my life. My school is in KL. I stayin KL and i even hang out in KL. Jam should be in my lifeline? How wrong. Hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I think the jams are causing my headaches lately. Hope I won't  continue being like this coz I need to work! I've been leaving home early ever since but doens't help much. :( Ms.Jam, not only u're eating up my time and energy, you are also eating up my money! And you make people pollute the air even more than they would normally do without you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Under the current situation, I'll have to allocate some hours over the weekends to get my laundry and ironing done. Urgh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, Mr.Prime Minister, do what you're expected to do and let us have the privilegde to claim for the parking fare. K? The basement parking isn't that great anyway so being able to claim would cool us down a lil. Thanks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6969425911592438468-1614419810815625686?l=ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/1614419810815625686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6969425911592438468&amp;postID=1614419810815625686' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/1614419810815625686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/1614419810815625686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/04/domestic-day-and-jam.html' title='Domestic Day and the Jam'/><author><name>. Ruz .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02953554278482248308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_hO1Io-xbu9Y/SIna7FkJTkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qLuRagZNF_s/S220/shopaholic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6969425911592438468.post-3959174631944604804</id><published>2009-04-17T22:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T23:09:01.970+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blabs'/><title type='text'>KLCC Banned!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Why it is banned?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;It is EVIL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been on-the-bench for gawd knows how many months now.&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know how many months but don't wanna reveal it here...well.still &lt;5months&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;On-the-bench location :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;KLCC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;What is evil in KLCC?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinokuniya, iSetan and Zara.&lt;br /&gt;And just a couple of days ago, City Chain joined the club. &lt;strong&gt;Urgh!WHY???? *&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;faint&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Why is it EVIL?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mannequins in &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;Setan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; wouldn't stop showing off her nice clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ZARA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; kept having nice knitted stuff..URGH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kinokuniya&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..Kino is Kino. The smell of the store is already soooo tempting. Need I say more?&lt;br /&gt;You know what the store has rite?? =p&lt;br /&gt;Lastly...&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;City Chain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; joined the EVIL club a couple of days ago when it has 20% discount on Titus watches!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone asked me if I ever get bored of KLCC. My answer has always been and will always be No unless there's an event going on there like New Year celebration, National Day and etc because roads surrounding it will be super congested that it will take me like 1hour to reach home when it is supposed to take me 15minutes max. I've been going to KLCC since it was opened when they had no McDonald's and Pizza Hut...oh!and Sushi King. LOL! When I was in high school, I used to go to the cheap accessories shop named Chamelon..it is still there now and still cheap.Hihihi Other than that? Well, Vincci and the foodcourt. Don't have much bucks as a kid. Why Vincci? Well, I used to be sooo into accessories. Allergic to nickel but those are what I could afford. Sad. LOL. Foodcourt? Well, it is the cheapest and I love their nasi goreng pattaya. Too bad, they have remodeled the whole foodcourt and replaced the stalls with some others. Think the only one which remain is the Milano Pizza. Still the same auntie behind the cashier and same menu. Price? I REALLY can't remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is something I disagree with KLCC; Everything under the sun.&lt;br /&gt;They've got to rethink this coz they are more like everything under the moon or something.&lt;br /&gt;Everything-under-the-sun tag belongs to One Utama. It REALLY has everything under the sun. Fastfood outlets. Name any. They have it all. Don't believe me? I'll name a few. McD,Burger King, A&amp;amp;W,Carls Jr., Chillis and TGIF. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What else under the sun?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their MPH is the biggest in KL or maybe in Malaysia. TGV and GSC. Parkson and Jusco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think I'll stop here.&lt;br /&gt;The sun is too big and too hot that I'd melt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm pretty done shopping in KLCC so even if I drop by, I won't buy anything...well, except food. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6969425911592438468-3959174631944604804?l=ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/3959174631944604804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6969425911592438468&amp;postID=3959174631944604804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/3959174631944604804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/3959174631944604804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/04/klcc-banned.html' title='KLCC Banned!'/><author><name>. Ruz .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02953554278482248308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_hO1Io-xbu9Y/SIna7FkJTkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qLuRagZNF_s/S220/shopaholic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6969425911592438468.post-2659936543846946743</id><published>2009-04-15T13:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T13:45:00.898+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BlogWriter Lite</title><content type='html'>iPod users, checkout this application to update your blogs from your iPod; BlogWriter Lite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posted from my iPod &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6969425911592438468-2659936543846946743?l=ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/2659936543846946743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6969425911592438468&amp;postID=2659936543846946743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/2659936543846946743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/2659936543846946743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/04/blogwriter-lite.html' title='BlogWriter Lite'/><author><name>. Ruz .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02953554278482248308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_hO1Io-xbu9Y/SIna7FkJTkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qLuRagZNF_s/S220/shopaholic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6969425911592438468.post-5521181385227890795</id><published>2009-04-09T23:59:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T00:14:37.335+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blabs'/><title type='text'>我不知道</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I dunno... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;REALLY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;How to not live without music and colours?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How to stop loving books and reading?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;How to stop wanting new things?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;How to stop buying books?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;How to stop spending?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How to stop feeling good?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many ways but the items mentioned above makes me feel good.&lt;br /&gt;Not doing 'em would make me low. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again..the answers too all of the above is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;DUNNO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; =p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6969425911592438468-5521181385227890795?l=ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/5521181385227890795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6969425911592438468&amp;postID=5521181385227890795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/5521181385227890795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/5521181385227890795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post.html' title='我不知道'/><author><name>. Ruz .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02953554278482248308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_hO1Io-xbu9Y/SIna7FkJTkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qLuRagZNF_s/S220/shopaholic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6969425911592438468.post-9205460084984248418</id><published>2009-04-06T14:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T15:37:46.044+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blabs'/><title type='text'>Ruz vs Bex</title><content type='html'>LOL! Shopaholic madness is ON!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lemme do a quick check how much I have in common with Bex...in other words,AM I A SHOPAHOLIC? Nah...don't think so..but I shop and I crave for stuff. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;We both :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- have a wardrobe which would throw up any second.&lt;br /&gt;- have to buy something...or have to have something most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;- loves the feeling of having new stuff.&lt;br /&gt;- the % and SALE signs distracts me ALOT.&lt;br /&gt;- have to have opinions on everything..(&lt;em&gt;reference:my bf =p&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;- don't remember we bought something...and have something til someone pointed it out.&lt;br /&gt;- can't remember when we swiped the "magic" card and when were we in "that" particular store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;How I differ :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- NOT a klutz! *rofl*&lt;br /&gt;- I do not exceed my credit card limit..iIm not too sure if I have to use the phrase "not yet" here.&lt;br /&gt;- I buy Bookz!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;- I don't buy dresses.&lt;br /&gt;- I don't go for brands! =p&lt;br /&gt;- I don't have Derek Smeath after me. LOL&lt;br /&gt;- I'm still staying with my parents.&lt;br /&gt;- I do not freeze my card in the ice cube...don't think I ever would.&lt;br /&gt;- I won't sell 70% of my stuff; I would only sell 30% of it...I would also giveaway.&lt;br /&gt;- I don't write much...and I don't have a nice laptop. =p ...Yet to have maybe.&lt;br /&gt;- I have a ride!!!! =p Boooooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Am I influenced by the movie?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have I read all the books?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OF COURSE I HAVE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Am I influenced by Becky Bloomwood?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No way!I AM ME. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Has the movie done anything to me?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes; it made the mannequins talk to me in the malls. It's creepy. Stop it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6969425911592438468-9205460084984248418?l=ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/9205460084984248418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6969425911592438468&amp;postID=9205460084984248418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/9205460084984248418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/9205460084984248418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/04/ruz-vs-bex.html' title='Ruz vs Bex'/><author><name>. Ruz .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02953554278482248308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_hO1Io-xbu9Y/SIna7FkJTkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qLuRagZNF_s/S220/shopaholic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6969425911592438468.post-7454729095788439205</id><published>2009-04-04T11:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T11:19:18.853+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants'/><title type='text'>Die unhealthy or die in poverty</title><content type='html'>Why are healthy foods more expensive than unhealthy ones???&lt;br /&gt;Is it  just like this in Malaysia or what? Btw, don't tell me it is cheap if i pack up my own food. I'm focusing on the food we buy when we're outside..ya know the ones we have in shopping malls and foodcourts. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easiest comparison is between the white bread and the wheatmeal bread. Letz not go to too many brands and look at Gardenia's. Check out the price. RM2.10 and RM2.90. RM2.90 is for the healthier bread. *siiggghhh* White bread taste better and it is cheaper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Others? Fried noodles and nasi lemak is cheaper than 6inch sandwich in Subway. Now that Subway has their Sandwich of The Day promo, it is only RM7.50. Still can't beat the RM5 per plate fried noodles and RM2.50 nasi lemak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the very sad part.&lt;br /&gt;99% Fat free ice cream : ~RM8 - RM10 per scoop/cup.&lt;br /&gt;99% Fat ice cream : RM1 from McDonald's, Burger King and IKEA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smoothies from the Smoothies bar taste soooo gewd and I love it. Juices from Juice Works are not bad too...but I can dream on drinking those and only pay RM2 or RM3 per glass. Canned softdrinks won't cost &gt;RM2.50 per can. *siiiggghhhhh* Drink plain water? I do. I bring my 600ml plain water to work everyday but I still love the nice drinks! But due to the "affordable" price, I seldom have it. :\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post is about the price we have to pay for healthier food. Don't bother telling me to pack my food or go for a jog. K? =p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6969425911592438468-7454729095788439205?l=ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/7454729095788439205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6969425911592438468&amp;postID=7454729095788439205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/7454729095788439205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/7454729095788439205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/04/die-unhealthy-or-die-in-poverty.html' title='Die unhealthy or die in poverty'/><author><name>. Ruz .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02953554278482248308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_hO1Io-xbu9Y/SIna7FkJTkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qLuRagZNF_s/S220/shopaholic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6969425911592438468.post-2521069695536331353</id><published>2009-03-28T22:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T23:07:22.593+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blabs'/><title type='text'>Lunatic</title><content type='html'>I had 2 phone calls while I was out today. Both callers told my bestfriend and I don't have anything better to do. Here'z the thing. Both of us didn't feel like driving. We also don't wish to get stuck in the traffic esp when we are going to enter the city during lunch. Besides all that, we wanna save some bucks too. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What have we done to be given such remarks? I picked her up from her house and parked at an LRT station quite in the middle of her house and mine. We took the train to KLCC and walked to Low Yat. Are you gonna call us nuts now? Go ahead. We used to walk alot alot when we were back in school. Walking from the school to LRT station is nothing and it is not even far; just about 10-15mins walk. I've managed less than 10mins too...well, itz not far and I used to walk extremely fast. Where else have I walked to? Mmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. From school to a friends house in Kg. Baru.&lt;br /&gt;2. From a friend's house in Damai to Ampang Park..then to my hse..multiple times.&lt;br /&gt;3. From school to my house.&lt;br /&gt;4. From Ampang Point to my house.&lt;br /&gt;5. From an LRT station (can't remember which station) to a friend's house in TTDI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Furthest is number 3..think it is about 15km and nearest would be number 4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was back in uni, I used to walk to anywhere I wanna go to in the campus coz I've got no car...and the feeder bus sux back then (not too sure about now..). Sometimes my friends and I would go down the apartment to take a walk too...ya know, juz to enjoy the air and chat. =)&lt;br /&gt;Walking helps ease my mind too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When is the best to walk?&lt;br /&gt;1. Right after it stops raining.&lt;br /&gt;2. At night. Especially when it is windy. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I regret about walking? I dunno how true this is but it makes my legs big. =( I talked about it with my bestfriend...looks like we both have the same opinion. = If I were to mention this to my colleagues, they might not believe it. Ruz walked? Seriously? She could? =p&lt;br /&gt;Yes guys. I walked. Well, I still love walked. LEISURELY. ;) And no..I'm not interested in hiking and the likes. =p Sowie. I mall-hop from time to time too. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I do while I walk? Mmm...if i'm with a friend or two, we'll talk...sometimes sing. =p well...it all depends on the situation; can't juz sing when there's too many passerbyZ. =p Some other times, I would sing to myself...but most of the time, I do alot of thinking along the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, driving could sometimes increase the risk of drivers getting heart attacks or depression. Why? Too many "funny" drivers on the road to just get on our nerves. URGH! some has too much patience that the drive super slowly like that have 50hours per day. Some has no patience that they honk you to move forward even when the car in front of you is static. URGH. How smart. Guyz stop complaining about women drivers. Trust me. There are alot of funny drivers who are males out there. I've encountered many today. IT SUX!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At times like this, it is a lot better to walk in the sun. Atleast I get to walk and clear my mind. =p&lt;br /&gt;Feel free to argue. I saved my petrol. Best of all, I paid 0bucks for parking today. Muahahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6969425911592438468-2521069695536331353?l=ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/2521069695536331353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6969425911592438468&amp;postID=2521069695536331353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/2521069695536331353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/2521069695536331353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/03/lunatic.html' title='Lunatic'/><author><name>. Ruz .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02953554278482248308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_hO1Io-xbu9Y/SIna7FkJTkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qLuRagZNF_s/S220/shopaholic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6969425911592438468.post-885628384077780172</id><published>2009-03-27T14:25:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T15:20:45.727+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CyberLife'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blabs'/><title type='text'>Confused Bird</title><content type='html'>Attempted to add my Twitting Board here...but the bird got a lil confused and got stucked in the header. =p The cause? I think it is my template.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317759858876853442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 184px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hO1Io-xbu9Y/Scx6ar0vrMI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/w_YmjabMgTs/s320/twitD.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Mmm...I'm quite happy where they put my Twitting Board but it is not showing quite right.&lt;br /&gt;I wondered why and discovered the culprit is actually the title I put for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317760419583974306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 42px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hO1Io-xbu9Y/Scx67UnvW6I/AAAAAAAAAIY/yF0Z5g2gqBU/s320/twitE.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave up so now I'm juz gonna grab the code they have to be embedded into other sites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's how I got started.&lt;br /&gt;1. Deleted all the codes related to the widget they added for my Twitting Board earlier.&lt;br /&gt;2. Get back to Twitter to grab the code.&lt;br /&gt;3. There are 2 options; Plain HTML or the one which requires Flash 9. Well, the latter looks good. So I grabbed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317760427209380690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 318px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hO1Io-xbu9Y/Scx67xBx01I/AAAAAAAAAIg/RPySw2zJafQ/s320/twitF.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317760434270276850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 193px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hO1Io-xbu9Y/Scx68LVOjPI/AAAAAAAAAIo/5S_Mq9SJhVw/s320/twitG.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317760436570921826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 302px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hO1Io-xbu9Y/Scx68T5vm2I/AAAAAAAAAIw/j1M4MVCiluk/s320/twitH.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Didn't turn out good;overlapped with my other widgets..well,maybe I could resize but it won't look as nice anymore....so I gotta opt for the plain HTML one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Picked colour for the Twitting Board to match my blog. Result? Itz on the right! =p&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317760440855441394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 206px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hO1Io-xbu9Y/Scx68j3QL_I/AAAAAAAAAI4/08s_7hKez9o/s320/twitI.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Saved your time..haven't I? =p&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6969425911592438468-885628384077780172?l=ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/885628384077780172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6969425911592438468&amp;postID=885628384077780172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/885628384077780172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/885628384077780172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/03/confused-bird.html' title='Confused Bird'/><author><name>. Ruz .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02953554278482248308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_hO1Io-xbu9Y/SIna7FkJTkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qLuRagZNF_s/S220/shopaholic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hO1Io-xbu9Y/Scx6ar0vrMI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/w_YmjabMgTs/s72-c/twitD.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6969425911592438468.post-5212640763571903396</id><published>2009-03-27T13:42:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T14:17:17.209+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CyberLife'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blabs'/><title type='text'>eChirping</title><content type='html'>I dun chirp but &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/"&gt;Twitter&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; made me. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;I didn't intended to sign up but a colleague told me to subscribe to him.&lt;br /&gt;I was juz there to check out what Twitter is all about and tadaa! I'm now chirping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Itz a very simply web thingy. It is where you update what you're up to.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah....sometimes updating the status on your IM and Facebook is simply not enough. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another colleague of mine registered juz few seconds after I did and she ended following quite a number of people..like the actors in Heroes. Don't tell me to name them coz I don't really know their names. :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, to those of you who wonders about this chirping thingy, click to my &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/ruz_911"&gt;Twitting board&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Yes. I juz called my Twitter page a Twitting board. Those who are interested to know what their idols are up to should definitely register for an account too. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is very simple to use so you don't have to be so internet savvy to know how to use it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Features:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Updates on what u're currently up to.&lt;br /&gt;- Change your backgroup pic with your fav. pic.&lt;br /&gt;- Keep up-to-date with that your friends are up to...well,not juz friends but anybody (they gotta be on Twitter though. =p)&lt;br /&gt;- Send/Receive messages&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have any probs chirping, feel free to shout out here. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other features?&lt;br /&gt;Mmm...lemme see. It enables you to integrate ur Twitter onto Facebook, mySpace, Blog and Typepad. Others? They provide HTML codes where you can just paste into your widget/site/....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317742171982681362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 163px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hO1Io-xbu9Y/ScxqVLAkVRI/AAAAAAAAAHg/1ezDrvCMvf4/s320/twitA.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Twitter on Facebook; checkin' if updates done on Facebook would update my Twitterboard on Twitter.com.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317744368068031954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 234px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hO1Io-xbu9Y/ScxsVAEHddI/AAAAAAAAAHo/2MC6VgdKrVE/s320/twitB.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Oh no!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Not yet I guess. :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317745598060857554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 42px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hO1Io-xbu9Y/ScxtcmJQiNI/AAAAAAAAAHw/cBxYzFl8WRc/s320/twitC.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Anyway, since I see my friends updates in the pic above, it shows that updates done on Twitter.com would trigger updates into Twitter on Facebook. So...1st test failed...2nd test passed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twitter on Blogspot? You'll know if it works if it appears on the right-pane of this blog and...I plan to put it on &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://ruzbookshelves.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ruz's Bookshelves&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; too. :) Will see if it is relevant of not....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6969425911592438468-5212640763571903396?l=ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://twitter.com/ruz_911' title='eChirping'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/5212640763571903396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6969425911592438468&amp;postID=5212640763571903396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/5212640763571903396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/5212640763571903396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/03/echirping.html' title='eChirping'/><author><name>. Ruz .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02953554278482248308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_hO1Io-xbu9Y/SIna7FkJTkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qLuRagZNF_s/S220/shopaholic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hO1Io-xbu9Y/ScxqVLAkVRI/AAAAAAAAAHg/1ezDrvCMvf4/s72-c/twitA.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6969425911592438468.post-6337351458640380219</id><published>2009-03-20T14:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T14:24:41.696+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blabs'/><title type='text'>Snow White</title><content type='html'>What makes enemies better than our friends? Well, they tell the truth. If you stink, they tell you, "You stink!". If they think your hair is ugly,they tell you "Your hair is ugly." What bestfriends can do to outdo enemies is to tell the truth is a better way. It might hurt a lil to get your weakness pointed out but it is good to know than not knowing at all. If you do not know what is wrong, you won't improve. When you don't improve, you go nowhere. Be it in work or school or even life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to thank a friend who was being truthful when I asked "What do people at work think about me?". He is not my bestfriend and we had only gotten to know each other better recently when we happen to hang out. I told him to answer me and don't worry about mentioning names coz it is not important at all. The point is to know how people sees you and know what your weakness is and work from there. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I REALLY despise those who go behind others' back and talk about their weaknesses. If you this that person is not doing something well, go over and talk to him and maybe even suggest how he could improve. If you go to everyone in the entire world and talk bad about this guy, it won't help him at all. You are making it worse for him. He doesn't know what he is not doing right. He thinks he is fine. He thinks you are fine with him. Then you went around telling everybody there's something wrong with him and make him look bad in everyone's eyes. Tell me if this is fair and professional at all.K? If you think it is, put yourself in this person's shoes and see if you answer is still yes. If it is, lemme tell u this; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THERE IS SOMETHING VERY WRONG WITH YOU. YOU HAVE NO HEART. YOU ARE PLAIN DUMB and RATIONAL and PROFESSIONAL is not in your vocab&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. There you have it. I'm being a friend here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you look into the mirror, you wanna see yourself. If you see a super model with a clean face, it definitely doesn't help you groom yourself. You won't know you hair is a mess and your face is like the surface of the moon. Would you like your mirror to do that? Or would you like your mirror to show your ugly friend's face instead just so that you can criticize her? =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we look into the mirror everyday, we see only our physical. To know how we are with other people and how well we are doing in life, we need a special mirror; Friends and Colleagues. Well, this mirror will only function well if these groups of people functions well. If they don't we are doomed...worst of all, we do not know we are doomed. Mirrors do not show others your flaws. They reflect your flaws in your eyes for you to improve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B*thin' around doesn't help. Don't believe me? Read the book titled "Rule of Work". There are 10 main rules with some other sub-rules. One of it is "Don't B*tch".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;To those who works with me or happen to be around me and think there is something about me that I should improve or change to be a better person, feel free to drop me a mail or nudge me on IM.K? Be a friend. Don't pretend to be one. Thanks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lemme stress this again. Talking bad about someone behind their backs won't help a person to improve and it is definitely NOT PROFESSIONAL. SO if you happen be a leader or supervisor, more the reason why you should talk to your subordinates and tell them what they are doing wrong. Yea...be more professional. K? Btw, before you think a person is not doing well, why don't you look into the mirror and analyze why you think this person is not doing well and ask yourself if you have done anything to help this person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;p/s: I'm not angry. I just believe things can be better if we really care. Especially if that someone is a friend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6969425911592438468-6337351458640380219?l=ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/6337351458640380219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6969425911592438468&amp;postID=6337351458640380219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/6337351458640380219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/6337351458640380219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/03/snow-white.html' title='Snow White'/><author><name>. Ruz .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02953554278482248308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_hO1Io-xbu9Y/SIna7FkJTkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qLuRagZNF_s/S220/shopaholic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6969425911592438468.post-8806629893787660798</id><published>2009-03-16T19:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T19:19:29.283+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blabs'/><title type='text'>One centimetre away</title><content type='html'>Is this a month of quizzes or am I really that bored? LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I've seen quite a number of friends posted what their birthday said about them.&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I ignored it many times already but...somehow now,I just did it. Why? Well, I was doing the last question of an online training...when I clicked Next, the thing just hangs there...URGH! Why is it so damn cruel??? Why can't it let me finish atleast one training a day???!?!?!?!? See! I usually reach my objectives well if I do not rely on anything else....hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here it is...the results of the quiz done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hO1Io-xbu9Y/Sb4y0MhA02I/AAAAAAAAAGw/2iMF0s4vJDQ/s1600-h/may.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 202px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hO1Io-xbu9Y/Sb4y0MhA02I/AAAAAAAAAGw/2iMF0s4vJDQ/s320/may.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313740482638041954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Since the idiotic thing is still stuck at the same screen, lemme analyze the result a lil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Stubborn and hard-hearted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100% accurate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Strong-willed and highly motivated. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the time. YES! Guess it is from the point earlier. Comes in pair. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Sharp thoughts. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't judge this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Easily angered. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DEFINITELY. Though so, I've planted some lil patience-seeds into my soul and I've been fine so far. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Attracts others and loves attention. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah! Attracts? you gotta be kiddin' me. Loves attention? I'm a girl. =p Well, I seek attention from those who I want it from only. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Deep feelings. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yerp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Beautiful physically and mentally. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't judge this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Firm Standpoint. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comes together with 1st and 2nd point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Needs no motivation. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still do once in awhile...maybe more towards encouragement and assurance I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Easily consoled. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty...but plz dun take advantage. Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Systematic (left brain). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmm...could be coz I use my right hand more than I use my left hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Loves to dream. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=) =) =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Strong clairvoyance. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not telling u more. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Understanding. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't judge this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Sickness usually in the ear and neck. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet to feel in my ear...but neck?Sometimes. I see Mr.Laptop everyday...and I kinda live online too. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good imagination. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Good physical. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmm...dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Weak breathing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Loves literature and the arts. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could appreciate but I do not have the patience to produce it. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Loves traveling. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES YES YES! Need buckz to see more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Dislike being at home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mm...not-so-true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Restless. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Not having many children.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmm....REALLY??? =|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Hardworking. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not if I'm demoralized.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;High spirited. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmm....no comment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Spendthrift.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEY!!! No!!!!! Honestly, No! I usually buy things I want...and of coz need to have...and of coz those I do not have yet.... *blink blink*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6969425911592438468-8806629893787660798?l=ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/8806629893787660798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6969425911592438468&amp;postID=8806629893787660798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/8806629893787660798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/8806629893787660798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/03/one-centimetre-away.html' title='One centimetre away'/><author><name>. Ruz .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02953554278482248308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_hO1Io-xbu9Y/SIna7FkJTkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qLuRagZNF_s/S220/shopaholic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hO1Io-xbu9Y/Sb4y0MhA02I/AAAAAAAAAGw/2iMF0s4vJDQ/s72-c/may.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6969425911592438468.post-2131117702658588197</id><published>2009-03-13T19:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T19:56:44.600+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blabs'/><title type='text'>Nice meetin' u</title><content type='html'>This is juz gonna be a short one but I seriously think some ppl really need to know how to handshake. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met a guy over a Townhall Meeting juz now...didn't really get his name but gosh...his did the bonecrusher handshake...&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ouch!&lt;/span&gt; I almost told him "Hey,that's a bit too hard...loosen up a lil bit, will ya?..Plus,I'm a girl...i believe my bones and all are pretty soft compared to urs...and no!I do not have the strength to match urs.TQ."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, he's not the first one who crushed my bones. Atleast he's a guy. A colleague of mine, who is a girl...gave me that as well...When I first met her, she totally crushed my bones. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;OUCH!&lt;/span&gt; After sometime knowing her, I told her that she shouldn't shake people's hands like she does. Here's what she said. "Ruz, it wasn't a bonecrusher. It is a firm handshake. A lot of people told me that about my handshake. They said it is firm." *&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;siiggghhhh&lt;/span&gt;* Firm won't make ppl like me go &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;OUCH!&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also met ppl who gave handshakes like a deadfish. Gosh! If you're not interested to shake hands, then don't! Keep your hands by your sides. Smile =) and juz acknowledge that person. End of story. Urgh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both bonecrushers and deadfishes should mate up to have a nice handshake; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FIRM&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6969425911592438468-2131117702658588197?l=ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/2131117702658588197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6969425911592438468&amp;postID=2131117702658588197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/2131117702658588197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/2131117702658588197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/03/nice-meetin-u.html' title='Nice meetin&apos; u'/><author><name>. Ruz .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02953554278482248308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_hO1Io-xbu9Y/SIna7FkJTkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qLuRagZNF_s/S220/shopaholic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6969425911592438468.post-8138408068419329459</id><published>2009-03-12T22:39:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T23:48:53.691+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blabs'/><title type='text'>Mirror Image</title><content type='html'>Did a lil personality quiz online...well,juz for fun. It was shared by a fwen; &lt;a href="http://www.quizbox.com/personality/test82.aspx"&gt;http://www.quizbox.com/personality/test82.aspx&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The results :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your view on yourself:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span id="Label1"&gt;Other people find you very  interesting, but you are really hiding your true self. Your friends love you  because you are a good listener. They'll probably still love you if you learn to  be yourself with them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="Label1"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mm...how is this possible? I don't hide...well,maybe I hide my sarcasm and my not-interested face sometimes.Muahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The type of girlfriend/boyfriend you are looking for:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span id="Label2"&gt;You like serious, smart and determined people. You don't judge a book  by its cover, so good-looking people aren't necessarily your style. This makes  you an attractive person in many people's eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="Label2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Absolutely true. Good-looking people are just like trophies...they juz make a good display but they barely serve any other purpose except collecting dust. No offense but brains and capabilities are crucial...oh.yeah!Cleanliness too...and loyalty..and honesty...i could go on and on and on..so i better put a capital fullstop here. :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your readiness to commit to a relationship:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span id="Label3"&gt;You are  ready to commit as soon as you meet the right person. And you believe you will  pretty much know as soon as you might that person. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: left; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The seriousness of your love:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span id="Label4"&gt;You like to flirt and  behave seductively. The opposite sex finds this very attractive, and that's why  you'll always have admirers hanging off your arms. But how serious are you about  choosing someone to be in a relationship with?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="Label4"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Ooopps!But anyway, no admirers. SERIOUSLY. How serious am I? On the rank of 1 to 10...My pick is 11. VERY SERIOUS. =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your views on education&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span id="Label5"&gt;Education is very important  in life. You want to study hard and learn as much as you can. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=) I need buckz...anybody wanna sponsor? I wanna go to Carnegie Mellon...plzzzzz I wanna do their MBA together with Masters in IT. Would be superb! *siigghhh* I WANNA GO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The right job for you:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span id="Label6"&gt;You have plenty of dream  jobs but have little chance of doing any of them if you don't focus on something  in particular. You need to choose something and go for it to be happy and  achieve success.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="Label6"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Very true. Keywords : Management, Database, Test, Music, Writing, Business, Baking..........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;How do you view success:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span id="Label7"&gt;You are afraid of failure  and scared to have a go at the career you would like to have in case you don't  succeed. Don't give up when you haven't yet even started! Be courageous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="Label7"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;I try my very best to avoid failure. I see cause and effects. I know what I don't wanna see and go through. Well, be courageous? Mmm..there are times when I would do things you don't think I'd ever do but when I feel like doing it...I'll juz do it...so don't be surprised...and don't tell me I didn't warn u. =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What are you most afraid of:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span id="Label8"&gt;You are concerned  about your image and the way others see you. This means that you try very hard  to be accepted by other people. It's time for you to believe in who you are, not  what you wear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="Label8"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Gotta feel comfortable and look fine. I can juz not be pretty but I wanna look presentable. Messy is not in my vocab...and I dun want it to be a synonym to me...I mayb try to be accepted but if I'm not I could be on my own; Eagles fly solo...remember? ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Who is your true self:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span id="Label9"&gt;You are mature, reasonable,  honest and give good advice. People ask for your comments on all sorts of  different issues. Sometimes you might find yourself in a dilemma when trapped  with a problem, which your heart rather than your head needs to solve.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Couldn't agree less.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask me why I bother answering such quizes..it could be becoz I'm bored or I'm too lazy to do anything techy and serious...so here'z another one..itz pretty close to 100% true. Did it at &lt;a href="http://www.quizbox.com/personality/test81.aspx"&gt;http://www.quizbox.com/personality/test81.aspx&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here is the analysis: (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Ouch!&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span id="Label1"&gt;You've got great self-confidence and you're full of charm.  Most guys who get to know you will be attracted to you. You are far from sweet  and proper; your intriguing personality fascinates them. Most guys find it easy  to fall for a girl like you.  (&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;LIAR!&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span id="Label2"&gt;You really care about other people's feelings and are quite  serious about the issues that affect your life. You are sincere, and your  concern for the well-being of others makes many people want to be your  friend. (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;I'm a REAL softie inside...I REALLY AM.&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span id="Label3"&gt;You are a bright, cheerful and bubbly person. You are  thoughtful and considerate, and like to have fun. Everybody feels comfortable  around you because of your pleasant nature. When you walk into a room, people's  eyes are likely to be drawn to you because of your charm.( &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Mm...charm?Bright?Mmm...If itz REALLY true,itz nice.&lt;/span&gt; )&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span id="Label4"&gt;Your peers think of you as a fun person, but sometimes you  can be a little irresponsible. You can be somewhat childish, and can try to  ignore the fact that you will one day need to really grow up and be a mature  adult! Perhaps you could start reading good books; they might help you look at  the world in a different light. You do want to be taken seriously, right? (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Started reading SERIOUS books already.&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span id="Label5"&gt;Your boyfriend thinks that you are a real doll but this is  not a totally positive thing. Sometimes you can be a bit too sweet, and come  across as being helpless. If you're like this too frequently, your boyfriend and  other people are likely to get tired of you having to rely on them all the  time. *&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;siigghhh&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;You desire a love that will last forever. You are quite serious about finding this type of love, and that's why you think carefully about the men that you meet before deciding whether you could really love them. You don't just develop a crush on someone overnight: you look at a person's personality and other aspects of their life before deciding to form an attachment. If a guy doesn't meet your expectations, you would rather be alone. Your love has to be perfect. Be careful though, you could be missing out on some worthy relationships because your standards are so high. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Mmm......&lt;/span&gt; *&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;sigh&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are always cheerful and charming. You never get too serious with people when they're around, but when you are alone, you think carefully about what they have said. That's because you don't want anyone to see you being too somber. Your personality means you have a lot of friends and you are often the center of attention. Many people who fall into this category become artists and movie stars, perhaps fame could be yours in the future as well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6969425911592438468-8138408068419329459?l=ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/8138408068419329459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6969425911592438468&amp;postID=8138408068419329459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/8138408068419329459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/8138408068419329459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/03/mirror-image.html' title='Mirror Image'/><author><name>. Ruz .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02953554278482248308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_hO1Io-xbu9Y/SIna7FkJTkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qLuRagZNF_s/S220/shopaholic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6969425911592438468.post-5998431077198043205</id><published>2009-03-11T11:13:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T12:45:45.490+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blabs'/><title type='text'>Scissors Paper Stone and a Candle?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I've been in KLCC since Dec 12, 2008. See if there will be anything coming in by end of April. Yes. I said April. LOL. What have I done here so far? Mmm...I did quite a number of trainings online. I came up with a &lt;a href="http://ruzbookshelves.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;book blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; after a month. I.....mmmmm can't really recall. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, it is time to cut down ALL unnecessary expenses. I quit shopping. So no more books, perfumes, accessories, clothes, handbags, CDs and gawd knows what else. Everyday I still hafta spend atleast 10bucks. *&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;siiiggghhh&lt;/span&gt;*  7bucks for parking...the rest on food. For the past 2 weeks, I've spent less than 5bucks for lunch. However, this week is pretty impossible. Yesterday, my colleague told me to accompany her for lunch coz she wasn't feeling very well and we had lunch with a manager and 2 other people. Today, 2 of my colleagues are coming over to KLCC so expect to spend on lunch....and there goes my plan to eat light food. *&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;siiiggghhhh&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's my brother's bday...he wanted a body brush...of all things eh? Then last nite he told me to get it as his bday present...well, itz not that expensive but I'm cutting down all that i could...so i guess i'll see how... :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anything nice coming up soon? Well, it depends. I've got quite a few stuff in my hands which IF i get it done as expected i can earn some bucks and settle my electone loan with my dad and of coz my credit card bill. LOL. Another thing is....mmm a secret...more like a surprise maybe...well,it will be nice IF it really happens. No worries. Will definitely broadcast it when it happens. ;) For those who knows about it, keep it low coz i dunno when it will happen; scheduling issues. Not work related though. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm supposed to be in a mid of an online training now but i dun feel like reading too much techy stuff. I wanted to update my other blog but i'm not too sure i can crack out gewd sentences and ideas with this current mood im in. Anyhow, i think the topic would be "Ebooks vs Physical Books". Could blab about it anytime...just prefer to do it in a better mood to ensure better I have more good points and better sentence construction. ;)&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/6969425911592438468-5998431077198043205?l=ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/5998431077198043205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6969425911592438468&amp;postID=5998431077198043205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/5998431077198043205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/5998431077198043205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/03/scissors-paper-stone-and-candle.html' title='Scissors Paper Stone and a Candle?'/><author><name>. Ruz .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02953554278482248308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_hO1Io-xbu9Y/SIna7FkJTkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qLuRagZNF_s/S220/shopaholic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6969425911592438468.post-4842877255281594816</id><published>2009-03-08T01:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T01:57:57.721+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blabs'/><title type='text'>MIA</title><content type='html'>Can't recall when was the last time I updated this; was extremely bz after the last post. When I was no longer bz, I guess I sorta forgot I've got a space 'ere.Hihi Anyway, I started another blog solely for books. Call me nerd if you wish but that word isn't a real word...More like a slang incase you haven't know. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am. Back to where I started blogging just that this time, this space of mine will be opened to all. Deep down, I'm still quite unsure if it should be publicly informed...by public I meant my bunch of friendz out there. My bookblog is more than public. LOL. Itz opened to all Booklovers and if you're not one, you can still drop by. Who knows you might fall in love with books too. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've juz changed the template of this blog with a hope it could accomodate more stuff. Stuff I've got on my list are :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;1. Wishlist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A list of stuff i'd love to have *hint hint*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;2. Friendz' Blogz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This will be under the Blogroll section on the right pane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;3. New Visitor Counter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need a new one to match this new template and of coz to start new. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;4. Calendar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe one which could highlight which date contains which post and stuff...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;5. QuickLinks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To save time from typing out sites I normally visit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;6. Favourite Websites&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sites I like to go to...what's the difference between this and item no. 5? Well, this list contains stuff I don't normally click to...as in not something I visit on daily basis. ;) If i were to dump all under item no. 5, item no.5 will be super lengthy..so NO. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;7. Tag Clouds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found 'da code to do it but if I'm too lazy, I'll juz settle with the Label widget which comes with Blogger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;8. Followers..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juz for the fun of it. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;9. Blog-Related&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;List of sites related to blog stuff like tips and tricks, templates and etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;OUCH! &lt;/span&gt;So many stuff....maybe I'll need to rethink some stuff &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;IF&lt;/span&gt; it makes my space here looks so messy. Anyway, let'z juz hope I could keep things coming in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might ask why don't I just have one blog and dump everything in. Well, here's my reason. BookBlog is solely for BOOKS and Books-related matters only and itz super public. I usually dump my links to it wherever I feel appropriate. As for this one, it is still pretty discreet. Think only 2 ppl knows about this unless some of you guyz happen to stumble upon this one...then that's a different story. Well, this is the area where I blab about stuff...stuff which are personal, stuff which are stuck in my head or heart juz coz sometimes Idon't wanna argue too much or maybe it is just not too appropriate to be spoken out loud. Despite being a pretty loud person, I swear I'm shy in some ways. *&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;looks down onto the ground&lt;/span&gt;* Some stuff I "scribble" here are for myself btu anyway,if you wanna read and have some funny thoughts..maybe you could just keep it to yourself. Well, you get here on your own...don't u? =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6969425911592438468-4842877255281594816?l=ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/4842877255281594816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6969425911592438468&amp;postID=4842877255281594816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/4842877255281594816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/4842877255281594816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/03/mia.html' title='MIA'/><author><name>. Ruz .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02953554278482248308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_hO1Io-xbu9Y/SIna7FkJTkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qLuRagZNF_s/S220/shopaholic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6969425911592438468.post-4146772635745917006</id><published>2008-09-04T12:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T02:17:31.377+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants'/><title type='text'>Today?Wasn't it yesterday?OR was it the day before?</title><content type='html'>I hate routines...lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well..not completely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My daily routine as of now.(in detail :p)&lt;br /&gt;-Wake up.&lt;br /&gt;-Help mum with breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;-Wake my broz.&lt;br /&gt;-Eat breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;-Pray.&lt;br /&gt;-Read book.&lt;br /&gt;-Bathe..think what to wear while doing so.&lt;br /&gt;-Get dressed to work.(face cream,legs cream..clothes,brush my hair,put on my lotion,powder my face,a lil bit of crayon :p and finally spritz some perfume)&lt;br /&gt;-Leave house...lock the door and gate.&lt;br /&gt;-Enter my car.&lt;br /&gt;-Turn on the radio.&lt;br /&gt;-Turn on the aircond.&lt;br /&gt;-Lock the door if it doesn't get locked.&lt;br /&gt;-Cram in between cars on the road.&lt;br /&gt;-Pray hard there is atleast one parking space left in the open carpark behind the client building.&lt;br /&gt;-Enter the carpark.&lt;br /&gt;-Park my car.&lt;br /&gt;-Turn off the engine.&lt;br /&gt;-Lock the steering.&lt;br /&gt;-Lock the door.&lt;br /&gt;-Turn on the alarm.&lt;br /&gt;-Walk towards the building.&lt;br /&gt;-Call my bf who is still soundly asleep.&lt;br /&gt;-Take the lift up.&lt;br /&gt;-Tag myself at the main door.&lt;br /&gt;-Tag myself at the Consultant Lab door.&lt;br /&gt;-Take out my latop.Turn it on.&lt;br /&gt;-Take out my mouse, LAN cable and power adapter.&lt;br /&gt;-Connect the LAN cable and mouse.&lt;br /&gt;-Connect the power adapter.&lt;br /&gt;-Log into my laptop.&lt;br /&gt;-Log into Ms Outlook.&lt;br /&gt;-Launch many other stuff :p&lt;br /&gt;-.....&lt;br /&gt;-.......&lt;br /&gt;-Pack my stuff.Tag myself out of the building.&lt;br /&gt;-Pay the parking ticket while praying hard i have enough change.&lt;br /&gt;-Drive home.&lt;br /&gt;-Wash my hands,face and feet.&lt;br /&gt;-change into comfy clothes.&lt;br /&gt;-Eat dinner.&lt;br /&gt;-Clean up table.&lt;br /&gt;-.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well,not gonna bore u anymore...&lt;br /&gt;i'm bored typing the boring routines already *&lt;em&gt;sighhhh&lt;/em&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, i juz wanna say that somethings are TOO routinely(is there such word?) done that we tend to not know whether i've done it today or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E.g. I went to the loo juz now..had to tag myself out and stuff...but i don't remember taggin myself in before that juz coz i've done it every single day.&lt;br /&gt;Everytime i leave the seat, i wonder if i've packed all my stuff into my bag.&lt;br /&gt;Everytime i locked my car and walk away...i wonder if i've already really locked my car...or was it yesterday that i did so.&lt;br /&gt;Urgh....signs of ageing? I don't think so.&lt;br /&gt;Signs of too repeatedly done? Absoloutely YES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good thing about doing routine stuff is...&lt;u&gt;u're familiar with them and tend to do it well&lt;/u&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;As for my trouble about not being productive at my previous role...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i found a quote for myself :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;While you are crossing the chasm, you are unproductive because you are in unfamiliarterritory."&lt;/em&gt; - Joe Walker -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6969425911592438468-4146772635745917006?l=ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/4146772635745917006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6969425911592438468&amp;postID=4146772635745917006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/4146772635745917006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/4146772635745917006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/2008/09/todaywasnt-it-yesterdayor-was-it-day.html' title='Today?Wasn&apos;t it yesterday?OR was it the day before?'/><author><name>. Ruz .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02953554278482248308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_hO1Io-xbu9Y/SIna7FkJTkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qLuRagZNF_s/S220/shopaholic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6969425911592438468.post-7537834156781256775</id><published>2008-09-04T11:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T02:19:34.917+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blabs'/><title type='text'>ABC...123</title><content type='html'>I believe itz true but i tend to forget sometimes.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happened when i was 14. A group of senior picked on me. A girl is the bus said things about me. A very odd-looking guy is the bus is  hitting on me and singing my name; i find it very embarrassing. A 12-year-old boy was into me that he gets red everytime i pass by. So odd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Conclusion :&lt;/strong&gt; Wasn't the time of my life and i sooo didn't feel like going to school. Told a lil to my parents...juz the teeny weeny bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My dad's advice :&lt;/strong&gt; Things will be solved on its own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My thoughts when he said that :&lt;/strong&gt; What?Do nothing and it gets solved?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My actions :&lt;/strong&gt; I did nothing but walk like i normally do..where ppl who doesn't me too well will say that i'm arrogant..but anyhow,that is juz my way off keeping funny ppl off my way. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My current situation (which is weeks ago)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got into another role in another project. Sort of a role i wanted to get my hands on.I thought i could do well...but i believe i did not; produced hardly any outcomes at all :(Anyhow, i was initially happy that i got the chance to work with a bunch of seniors. I foresee myself learning more than anyone else around me. Plus, this project is sort of one-of-itz-kind and there are getting it patented..and im proud to say im part of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, things didn't go so well; didn't really bond well with the team mate im supposed to work with..i see that she's too rough and at times to harsh...and it is already demotivating me enough that i'm not productive. To have someone pick on u and make u look even worse in front of others collapsed my motivation even more.This went on for many weeks til i ended up counting the number of weeks i have left til i roll-off from this project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i normally don't count unless it is not making me feel comfortable anymore. My supervisor,i understand her situation so i truly understand the times when she got pissed. :My boyfriend, he tend to tell me some solutions i could take but anyhow,i didn't do it coz i either do not have the gutz to do it or i don't want things to get worse....so i did all my way.&lt;br /&gt;Here'z what i did...i tried to lower down my temper and not think too much about her remarks. I tried talking to her nicely and i tried my very best not to bug her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The result :&lt;/strong&gt; She apologized.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rationale  :&lt;/strong&gt; Don't do anything. Did i propose anything?No. I guess i played her game with juz 1 less point if u get what i mean. She wants to win, let her win. There's nothing as the grand prize anyway. :p So why bother rite? I'm no longer a kid so for those who wants to act like one...up2u. I do not have time for this. I have other objectives in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Present situation :&lt;/strong&gt; We are better friends...well i guess it is juz harder for 2 stubborn ppl to bond that easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some things in life could be simple.I said &lt;u&gt;SOME...not ALL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess my dad's advice is applicable and it is not impossible esp when it is a prob which is not too big.Well, if u wanna be smarter, u definitely gotta do somehting. The knowledge won't just fall from the sky for you to answer your exam questions. That's for my broz who thinks that they could do well w/o reding a single word a day. *sigh*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6969425911592438468-7537834156781256775?l=ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/7537834156781256775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6969425911592438468&amp;postID=7537834156781256775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/7537834156781256775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/7537834156781256775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/2008/09/abc123.html' title='ABC...123'/><author><name>. Ruz .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02953554278482248308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_hO1Io-xbu9Y/SIna7FkJTkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qLuRagZNF_s/S220/shopaholic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6969425911592438468.post-3926161736056274535</id><published>2008-08-16T22:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T02:19:34.917+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blabs'/><title type='text'>=)</title><content type='html'>You can start counting the times i have smiley as my title or part of my title :p&lt;br /&gt;Not that im super happy or something good has happened but ive heard some stuff which could help me bring back my self-esteem to the level it was at before it went down the drain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my way back from work today, i've had some lines breing refreshed in my mind. *Yea...i was driving and slightly dreaming*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are few nice stuff people had said to me which made me feel....nice...or made me realize that im not too bad....*my pessimism kills sometimes :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I love your skin. It is so soft" (i'm a girl...besides that, thanks to the amount of lotion i've spent my money on)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wow.Is this your handwriting?Wow.Soooo neat." (i really dun think so)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The best smile is in your smile" (sweet...teehee)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"OMG.Soooo nice....u should really sing....OMG." (i dun think so...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Do us a favour. Save us all and be the emcee" (i dun think im that gewd.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"All the girls i know are dumb but u're different.u're smart.." (am i?i dunno..i dun think so)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ur eyes are beautiful" (tq.i hope so too)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I love ur eyes" (i love urs too honey ;) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So nice. I like your handwriting." (i dun think it looks nice...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wow.Beautiful nails." (yea..coz itz shape is pretty long..and not squarish...thanks)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Have u been emceeing for long? U're so good" (Really?Hmm...i dunno &amp;amp; no i never emceed b4)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"She's msian but she has butt and boobs" (Pretty bold..but maybe i have those coz im not thin)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See.U dun have to be beautiful. U dun have to be perfect. U just have to be yourself. :)&lt;br /&gt;Well, im not at the top of my self-esteem but these lil things that ppl say to me sounds nice and could make my day a lil. Thanks peeps.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6969425911592438468-3926161736056274535?l=ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/3926161736056274535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6969425911592438468&amp;postID=3926161736056274535' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/3926161736056274535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/3926161736056274535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/2008/08/blog-post.html' title='=)'/><author><name>. Ruz .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02953554278482248308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_hO1Io-xbu9Y/SIna7FkJTkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qLuRagZNF_s/S220/shopaholic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6969425911592438468.post-4750152816887813790</id><published>2008-08-10T15:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T02:18:27.036+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants'/><title type='text'>Many Floors Down</title><content type='html'>This post has nothing related to floors or buildings or any structures at all. Read on if u feel like reading crappy criticisms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off. I don't and won't say something is good unless it is really good....I can be easy to please or impossible to please. I won't simply agree with that ppl say. I won't simply acknowledge something. I won't simply like what everybody likes. Anyhow, all the above mentioned scenario would be the opposite only when i'm too tired to think or the issue is too minor to get through my system. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some stuff i saw over the weekends. A girl...who i thought was a negro...someone says she's pretty and guyz like girls like her. First look, she's small.As in super small. Her body is just right for her structure but her legs look like sticks...so i think she has to put some flesh to the sticks to make it looks like legs. No. She's not pretty. How can the adjective for face be mapped to body? It is like saying the house is pretty because it happens to be facing a shopping mall. Her hair is straight and no it is not natural. Its rebonded. How is that pretty? I dunno. It was well cut. So she earns a point there. I dunno why i see things ppl do not see and at times i think of things that doesn't even cross anybody's mind...as in they never think until that extent i could reach. No im not a genious...juz that my creativity is elsewhere and my imaginations could get wild. The final thing i saw on thet girl was....on one of her stick-lookin leg, there's a scar...a white one. Since she's dark as in DARK...BLACK...the scar was super seen...and no. Ppl do not see that coz they were blinded but the petite body and lil clothes. See ppl. U juz gotta focus to see things sometimes. No imagination required. Btw, here's what i also know about her. She talks like as if she's in a marketplace. LOL! Saw and heard it myself when she happened to drop by the table of introvert people i was sitting at. Another news....she barely has professionalism in here. I'll keep the disgusting details to myself.K? So guys, it is not just about the body. OK? Open up ur eyes. Look more. Think more. I dunno if any of u wanna spend the rest of ur life with a girl with some disgusting attitude juz for sex sake. :p Unless..ur brain happens to be down there...then i would have no comment. *Zipped mouth*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend of mine is thin..but not too thin. I consider her to have quite a nice bod minus her boobs and butt....is that nice? Nah...not nice bod....but how do i describe it now? Okay..Maybe she is off the right height and her structures are of the right size. There!That's more like it. Anyhow, her face is pretty pimply and her hands are pretty dented outwards. Btw, is dented the right word to use? Nvm. Her face...Mmm...she looks ok..sometimes she looks dull though. Maybe its her complexion. There are few seconds that she looks sweet.That's one point for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another friend of mine. She's super petite. Small everywhere but her boobs are of the right size. An no i do not see her butt....as in it is maybe not obvious so i dunno....and no i didn't check her out. It one-look kind of thing. Whats wrong with her? Her face is too oval at some points. That's nothing too wrong coz itz god-made. The big WRONG sign is her teeth. I dunno if she even brush them once a day. Most of the days, her teeth are yellow...few other days, i could see blood.*Eeewww* I dunno how she has a bf..aren't guyz pretty picky?As in they want pretty girls.Good body. Smell nice. Nice hair. Sweet voice. Soft skin. Sweet smile. Where does her teeth fit?Odd....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another of mine, she has nice long hair. I believe she doesn't brush her teeth too. Odd. I wonder how they could even feel comfortable. Guess their self-esteem is sooo beyond the top of the chart. To top it off, her nails are super long. She sometimes bite them. And of coz...clean off the dirt under one nail with another. So disgusting. These ppl are unbelieveable and it is even more unbelievable how they have a bf. *faint* Either the guyz are blind(blinded by the bodies) or they are juz like these ppl. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Letz quite physical stuff. I believe most of the stuff i've mentioned above are not born with these ppl. They made it that way. God, i believe won't create ugly stuff. It is u who doesn't brush ur teeth. It is u who put the scars on ur body. At times holes too. Holes as in weird piercings which make u look uncivilized or in other words barbaric. Sorry but that is how i see it. Things could be accidental but admit it, 70% of the cause is from ourselves just like how i got fat and dark.See what i mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than the physical side of the world, there are some very successful women who are just not married. Honestly, im scared to say anything related to all these but is pretty scary to be sooooooooooooo successful in career yet to fail to move to the next level in your life which is to have your own family. What is a big house without children running around in it. What's the point of having alot of bucks when there is nothing to buy til the end of our lives coz itz not that we can take the money to afterlife. Life is not just about career and money. U need company, security and of coz love. Your parents and people around u won't be with u forever...u need your own life companion and of coz kids. That's how living things lives their lives. Even plants die. i.e. banana trees would only have fruits once in their lifetime...to continue having more bananas, they have their lil kids to continue. I dunno if u see what i see but that is what i see. There are more to life than juz a high post, money and big house. The essentials would a reliable shelter with roof, water, electricity and gas..clothes and food and of coz enough money for all to continue living. In that case, we can juz settle with a fried egg with plain rice or bread instead of McDonald's or TGIF's meal. Got what i mean? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for guys, the common flaws i see so far; too skinny that they hardly look they could even have a stable stance, scrawny legs or arms or both, too much gel on their hair or funny hairstyle,  smokes, simply annoying and crappy (in terms of actions and verbal),messy facial hair and most of the time...nasal hair...is that what u call the hair in da nose?LOL. And last but of coz super gross; spitting in public..EEeeewwwww.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,guyz...itz disgusting. :p Clue:MAJOR turn-off Girls like me would just disqualify u. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough grants. I'm posting this now before my pessimism gets a lil out of hand. :p Disgusting ppl out there, thanks for the input. LMAO!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6969425911592438468-4750152816887813790?l=ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/4750152816887813790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6969425911592438468&amp;postID=4750152816887813790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/4750152816887813790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/4750152816887813790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/2008/08/many-floors-down.html' title='Many Floors Down'/><author><name>. Ruz .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02953554278482248308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_hO1Io-xbu9Y/SIna7FkJTkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qLuRagZNF_s/S220/shopaholic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6969425911592438468.post-1660548085156634753</id><published>2008-08-05T22:14:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T02:19:34.918+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blabs'/><title type='text'>I'm not over it...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hO1Io-xbu9Y/SJhovZiIiOI/AAAAAAAAAAg/94k9cpE7cqQ/s1600-h/jac.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231046130708023522" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hO1Io-xbu9Y/SJhovZiIiOI/AAAAAAAAAAg/94k9cpE7cqQ/s400/jac.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I alwayz feel that it kills to hear someone getting married, getting engaged...giving birth to their child and etc. I usually feel like slapping their face for being able to move on to the next phase of their life and leave me behind. It is even worse now that i dunno when my time will come or if it will even come. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I never really thought about how i'd feel if my friend leaves the world. I'm not even given enough time to get to that thought. Last nite, i bumped into one of my classmate from college online. It has been ages since i last kept in touch with him. Anyhow, he told me an Indian girl from our class is already married (yeahh...another one gettin married..wth). Later on, he told me Jacqueline died already. I was soooo shocked. I asked him where he heard the news. He said one of the chinese guy in our class emailed him to inform. He isn't sure if it is for real. I was so in disbelief that i logged into my Friendster account to dig her account. And it is real. As her profile got loaded. The followings are what i saw. :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"May you reach by the god side without pain and sadness.. And leave this world with full of sins.. May god's bless always upon you...Rest in Peace.... "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"rest in peace, god bless u "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"hope u go to another best place...good bye... "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really do not know how to react or what to think or say. Deep inside, im desperate to know what happened so i messaged 2 girls on her page to ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This morning til afternoon, i waited for a new mail to tell me what happened to her. All day before i received the email, i had millions of thoughts running above my head. I was hoping she was just sick til she passed away. I don't wish to see the word "rape","murder","slaughtered","road accident" or even "kidnapped" related to her death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally, around noon..i received an email with her name as the title "jacqueline foo". The girl didn't say much. She just sent one line; "she died of falling from her condo, 9th floor." with 2 links to the news which reported what had happened to my dear friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The following are the links given.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.malaysianbar.org.my/legal/general_news/mont_kiara_tragedy_parents_blame_internet_predator.html"&gt;http://www.malaysianbar.org.my/legal/general_news/mont_kiara_tragedy_parents_blame_internet_predator.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.malaysianbar.org.my/legal/general_news/mont_kiara_tragedy_remorseful_boyfriend_apologises.html"&gt;http://www.malaysianbar.org.my/legal/general_news/mont_kiara_tragedy_remorseful_boyfriend_apologises.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;There must be other links and newpapers reporting this tragic incident but im to distraught to look up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Though this is a lil too late..but here are some lil things i remember bout her. I met her back in Feb 03. She was 17 back then. She told all she was from Australia but what confused me was she conversed more fluently in Indonesian than English. She usually hangs out with an Indonesian girl in our class whose name i remember as Vina only. She was also the girl who managed to changed a dull looking malay girl from a local uni into a hip one just coz this malay girl admired her dressing so much.Hihi. Well, her sense of fashion made some other talked behind her backs. As a friend (though i do not know her too well), i usually tell people to stop talking about her. She is just who she is. She has her own mind and stuff. We have no rights to simply say whatever. Plus, she's not on my list of least favourite ppl. We talked just when we're in class and sometimes i'd go lunch with her when i dun keep my nose in some books in the college library. She was also the girl who would always order Shandy when she needs a drink. Honestly, the drink smells good so there was once i asked if it tastes good. She said yes and told me to try. I said no thanks coz it contains alcohol. Knowing she knows very lil bout Islam, i dun blame her when she insisted that i tried coz it only contains 1% alcohol..therefore i won't get drunk.Lol.I refused anyway and she respected that despit the fact that she doesn't really get it. We used to be in the same English class until the lecturer decided to separate the class into 2 groups. There was also once i remember she wanted to get a bikini for Vina for her bday. She barely says anything about her family but from what i remember, her mother was in Indonesia for some bzness-related stuff so she is staying with her dad. From what she had spoken of, her dad sounds like a very strict dad. Apart from her clothes, i know she loves swimming, dye her hair and of coz take pictures of herself. I was only in college for one semester. I then left to enter uni. Didn't really keep in touch with her after that. She was still on my MSN contact list and friendster though.I used to keep her number and email address until some points where she is alwayz changing them.And no i didn't meet her up after i left college. After some time, i only know what's going on with her through her Friendster profile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is extremely too late but here's what i've been having in my head or want to say to her as soon as i read the news.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1.&lt;/strong&gt; Jac, i don't think ur parents can simply cancel out ur visa application; they love u and want u around.Plus, u're not longer underage. I believe u might have to sign something if u wanna get it cancelled unless ur everything is under ur parents. Worst of all, u still have ur Aust PR. U can just to there, get a job and someday be a citizen there. I believe Aust is better than Indonesia for u.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2.&lt;/strong&gt; Whatever u do, don't ever not come home. Rebel all u want but keep ur parents close to u. They would understand eventually just that u might have to find some other ways to show them what they do not know. U and ur sis are ur parents' children, before u guys, they were not parents. Therefore, they also do not really know how to handle various kids' rebel. Our era and theirs are different. Therefore, there are things they won't understand and trust me, there are things they better not know at all. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3.&lt;/strong&gt; I didn't know u are on facebook..therefore i did not add u. Anyhow(i know it is wayyyy too late now), i just sent a friend request onto ur Facebook just incase someone opens ur account and saw a pending request....to ensure it happens if it happens, i attached a message to the request.Haiihhh.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4.&lt;/strong&gt; I was about to get hold of u and see what u can do with my hair. (Again...im too late)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5.&lt;/strong&gt; Last and veryyy least :'( ... Jaq, why the raffea..... *sob sob sob* I'd rather hear u getting married or runaway than hearing u leave the world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rest in peace Jaq.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Many condolences to your family though none of them has even heard of me before. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;What i've learned from Jac's tragic death:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Love is definitely blind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. We all want freedom especially when the folks use the word "No" or "Don't".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. We wanna do what we wanna do until there are times we forgot to consider the pros and cons.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. We will be parents too. Only then we'll pray hard our kids won't treat us like how we treat our parents now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. We will only appreciate that lil something when it is no longer around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. Mishaps happen all the time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. We tend to follow our hearts too much sometimes that we forget we have something better above our shoulders.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. I'd rather hear my friends getting married and have kids than hear another death of a friend coz i really do not know how to handle it. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6969425911592438468-1660548085156634753?l=ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/1660548085156634753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6969425911592438468&amp;postID=1660548085156634753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/1660548085156634753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/1660548085156634753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/2008/08/im-not-over-it.html' title='I&apos;m not over it...'/><author><name>. Ruz .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02953554278482248308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_hO1Io-xbu9Y/SIna7FkJTkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qLuRagZNF_s/S220/shopaholic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_hO1Io-xbu9Y/SJhovZiIiOI/AAAAAAAAAAg/94k9cpE7cqQ/s72-c/jac.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6969425911592438468.post-7576669362882041638</id><published>2008-07-31T21:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T22:44:20.715+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"A Step Into A New World" or "An Extension of Ever After"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Some reads. Many doesn't. Some writes. Some reads but do not write. Some other doesn't read and doesn't write. In the era we are in now, it may not be easy to completely not read at all; we read news..blogs..magazines of our interest and many more. However, when it comes to writing, it is no longer related to pen-n-papers. Why do i say so? Well, there are many people who has started blogging and share their thoughts with others. Many of us many no longer write in the so-called old fashion diary and some guys would find it sissy. However, when it comes to blogging, it is as simple as typing what u feel, think or crap about. I'm not sure if i have a reader at all but i enjoy doing this; blogging. I don't call it blogging though. I call it talking and letting things out of my head while jotting it down(incase i wanna recall about a subject matter in the future). Yeah..i'm a just-incase kind of person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the thing. I've always thought of writing books...or atleast short stories. What i believe is, you may be smart or an expert in a particular area but you are not contributing anything if you do not share it with anyone. Therefore, i think in the end...someday...i will end up writing or be a trainer or lecturer somewhere. When the time comes, i hope my knowledge is sufficient enough to be shared with other people. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As of now, lemme jot down what i had in mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Idea #1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;What?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Write a thriller book....vampire and murder kind of thing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; 11-12 years old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Influence?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Too much of Fear Streets and a lil bit of Goosebumps...LOL ^_^ good ol days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Idea #2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;What?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Write a testing book for testers or soon-to-be testers who have just stepped out of uni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;When?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Mid 2007 when i was surviving in an R&amp;amp;D company; my first job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Influence?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; The challenges i faced and the things i have seen from what i went through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Idea #3&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;What?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; A step into life...where i get to share my experience in certain events in my life;just to share so that people out there would have a lil bit of idea what they might have to face or go through shall they have to go through the similar experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;When?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Few months back...and present ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Influence?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; I just would like to share and would like others to share too...Incase i have to experience something, i won't be feeling so odd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Idea #4&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;What?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; A continuity of kids' favorites....or ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;When?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Just few hours ago... :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Influence?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; I hate it when happy ending ends with "...happily ever after.." and i also do not feel satisfied when good movie just ends without showing what happens after the happy ending..I WANNA SEE ALL!!!See....im pretty hard to pleased sometimes.Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though i've yet to start writing a single word, i managed to dig out my head and extract these two elements of writing a book out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Editor&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;; gonna pick my English language lover fwen; Intono Zanaryono..sounds Japanese aite?&lt;br /&gt;I had once asked her about being my editor IF i happen to write. Her answer was Yes...and she would charge based on the number of mistakes i make..Haaiihhh....Is that how editors charge the writers?Well,i guess it is better than profit sharing so Intono, sure...u may charge that way and since i'm your so-called childhood fwen..maybe u could gimme a lil bit of discount. ;) Thanks in advance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Illustrator&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;; shall i write a children book..this element is crucial! She is none other than my own cousin. She loves arts and stuff...and i've seen some of her sketches...so its her. I've asked her and she said "No problem. Anytime."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonderful eh?Well, the laast but super crucial element;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Publisher&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. I'll think about that later when i'm extremely serious and have atleast written a lil short story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Letz see when will i REALLY have some peaceful mind and time to sit down and draft something.In the meantime, itz never wrong for me to dream more about things around me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6969425911592438468-7576669362882041638?l=ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/7576669362882041638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6969425911592438468&amp;postID=7576669362882041638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/7576669362882041638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/7576669362882041638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/2008/07/step-into-new-world-or-extension-of.html' title='&quot;A Step Into A New World&quot; or &quot;An Extension of Ever After&quot;'/><author><name>. Ruz .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02953554278482248308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_hO1Io-xbu9Y/SIna7FkJTkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qLuRagZNF_s/S220/shopaholic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6969425911592438468.post-8992237017266435202</id><published>2008-07-31T13:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T18:03:19.979+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BooksHeaven</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Since i overspent on books a few months ago, i vowed not to buy anymore books atleast til end of this year. I still crave for them....here'z what i usually do;&lt;br /&gt;1. Jot down the Title and the Author of the book which caught my eye&lt;br /&gt;2. Add to my VisualBookshelf application on Facebook under the category "Want To Read".&lt;br /&gt;This way, i would have the books listed somewhere incase i forgot all about it when i have the money to spend and no more books to read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alternatives : Log into ebook websites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Free eBook sources :&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.xpressionsz.com/"&gt;http://www.xpressionsz.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.filedownloadfull.com/"&gt;http://www.filedownloadfull.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://gigapedia.org/"&gt;http://gigapedia.org/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flazx.com/"&gt;http://www.flazx.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.techbooksforfree.com/"&gt;http://www.techbooksforfree.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FREE MAGS&lt;a href="http://www.geekpedia.com/Magazines.html"&gt;http://www.geekpedia.com/Magazines.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!!!Thank me later...i dun mind a Starbucks JavaChips or Choc Cream Chip as a treat ;)&lt;br /&gt;Or...u can also opt to get me a book ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Note : Do inform if there are other good sources. Thanks in advance.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6969425911592438468-8992237017266435202?l=ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/8992237017266435202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6969425911592438468&amp;postID=8992237017266435202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/8992237017266435202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/8992237017266435202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/2008/07/booksheaven.html' title='BooksHeaven'/><author><name>. Ruz .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02953554278482248308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_hO1Io-xbu9Y/SIna7FkJTkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qLuRagZNF_s/S220/shopaholic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6969425911592438468.post-6186673950257460368</id><published>2008-07-31T00:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T00:54:35.608+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Items waiting for my bucks *sigh*</title><content type='html'>The following are the items waiting for my bucks :p They have been on my list for quite some time now but Mr. and Mrs Bucks..together with their kids are yet to arrive into my bank account...haaaiiihhhh Most of the time..Either Mr. Bucks or Mrs. Bucks would come...never together or with their kids though. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here are the items i've had my eyes on ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. iPod radio remote                                                                          $209&lt;br /&gt;2. Crocs (red)                                                                                     $130&lt;br /&gt;3. Bathroom scale                                                                              $80&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Country-looking frames for my room as deco items                $120&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Floor lamp                                                                                       $600&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. StriVectin                                                                                        $400&lt;br /&gt;7. Hair Serum                                                                                      $100&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*Max i would spend on item&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6969425911592438468-6186673950257460368?l=ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/6186673950257460368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6969425911592438468&amp;postID=6186673950257460368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/6186673950257460368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/6186673950257460368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/2008/07/items-waiting-for-my-bucks-sigh.html' title='Items waiting for my bucks *sigh*'/><author><name>. Ruz .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02953554278482248308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_hO1Io-xbu9Y/SIna7FkJTkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qLuRagZNF_s/S220/shopaholic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6969425911592438468.post-6946953585890870731</id><published>2008-07-30T00:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T19:02:27.309+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blabs'/><title type='text'>i Quit!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Was re-organizing stuff on and in my dresser....started coz i've been wanting to do so but haven't got into the right mood at the right time. Anyway, here are the things i wanna quit buying this year! :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;List Of Items Not-2-Buy Til Next Year&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;em&gt;Books and mags&lt;/em&gt; unless i extremely need it and the virtual one is either could not be found or not satisfying.&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;em&gt;Shower gels&lt;/em&gt;....I've lined up the bottles and i have 3 new ones; 1 from Beauti Control and 2 from Body Shop.Will only buy if and only if they are all finished!&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;em&gt;Hair scrunchie&lt;/em&gt;; they are only used once in awhile coz i prefer the hairband.&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;em&gt;Pens and pencils and highlighters&lt;/em&gt; and ...... Barely use them anymore plus i've got plenty. ;)&lt;br /&gt;5. Blank &lt;em&gt;floppy disks&lt;/em&gt;....Yes.Floppy...my electone uses them to keep the accompaniment for the music...anyhow..i think i have like a dozen blank ones...so i better not buy anymore.&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;em&gt;Necklace,bracelet and earrings which are made of nickel&lt;/em&gt;. When can i ever resist buying those cheap ones and out my skin at risk?(I'm allergic to nickel)...With this, i believe i shall just buy either gold or silver. The latter is more affordable and i alwayz have my eyes on Tiffany &amp;amp; Co's stuff and also Perlini's Silver. So far,Tous has yet to be on my list...teddies doens't appear appealing to me that much...simple is nice and easy to care for :)As for gold, i'll stick to white gold as much as i could afford them coz i dun like yellow or rose gold. Other than that, gold has got value too...so over time..IF i ever wanna sell them back...i'd get more $$$.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will put in more stuff not-to-buy if i could find any...lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6969425911592438468-6946953585890870731?l=ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/6946953585890870731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6969425911592438468&amp;postID=6946953585890870731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/6946953585890870731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/6946953585890870731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-quit.html' title='i Quit!'/><author><name>. Ruz .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02953554278482248308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_hO1Io-xbu9Y/SIna7FkJTkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qLuRagZNF_s/S220/shopaholic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6969425911592438468.post-744631089913216651</id><published>2008-07-28T17:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T02:19:34.918+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blabs'/><title type='text'>The $2 difference between my bro &amp; i</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Here'z a $2 story for today.&lt;br /&gt;Here'z also the story of an extreme cheapskate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a cobbler nearby my house. He has been there since we moved into the neighbourhood which is in the year 1998. He has done very good work and i believe some ppl know him too.&lt;br /&gt;As for me, i won't drop by unless there's a desperation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone knows it is not easy to find a pair of formal-looking shoes...say pumps or courtshoes.&lt;br /&gt;I bought my first pair for this year for $109. Not too expensive and I believe it would last atleast 1 year. However, the tar road proved me wrong. It only lasted for 6months. Plus, it got soaked in a rainy day. What happened to it? I had to dump it and get another pair of shoes when I really wanted to buy some other things.*sighhhh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My second pair of shoes....As expected;hard-to-find-the-one-i'm-happy-and-comfortable-with.&lt;br /&gt;I ended up with quite a cheap pair but of a better level of brand and quality at ~$60 after 50% discount. ;) It comes with an extra pair of heels. It gave me the impression that the heels won't last long when i first saw it and boy was i right. It last only for 2.5months. Just now, i went down my apartment and hunt for the cobbler to get it fixed. I asked if it would take long. He said no. I waited juz 5mins and tada!Its done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess how much he charged?$1!!!I was like "Whhhoooaaaaa!!!Who in da world would charge that low??!?!?!?!You've got to be kidding man!!" Well anyway,those were in my head.LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had no small change so i ended up giving money to the shop next to it for a ballpen which cost $2.20...Even a pen costs more..Wth.Unbelievable. I gave him $2...it feels so bad...ya know...juz $1....super cheapskate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here'z when my bro comes in. He knows that cobbler pretty well coz he has chatted with him when he repaired his shoes. There was once when this guy charged him $2, he bargained so the cobbler just charged him $1. My bro is unbelievably extremely CHEAPSKATE!!!Forgodsake..itz just $2...U can't even get a nice ballpen at $2.*ssiiggghhhh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for me, i dun mind if he even charges me $3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rationale :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. A new pair of shoes would costs approximately $50 (if i'm lucky enough)&lt;br /&gt;2. I sent my shoes for repair and pay him $3.He gains $3. I save $47.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What more is there to ask for?Forgodsake, nothing is free in this world. I'm super duper thankful they don't charge me for the air that i breathe coz if they do, i won't even last for a day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6969425911592438468-744631089913216651?l=ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/744631089913216651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6969425911592438468&amp;postID=744631089913216651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/744631089913216651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/744631089913216651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/2008/07/2-difference-between-my-bro-i.html' title='The $2 difference between my bro &amp; i'/><author><name>. Ruz .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02953554278482248308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_hO1Io-xbu9Y/SIna7FkJTkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qLuRagZNF_s/S220/shopaholic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6969425911592438468.post-6858293006689170383</id><published>2008-07-27T22:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T02:19:34.919+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blabs'/><title type='text'>It is worthied :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Many would say/think it is a waste of money when u spend more than $25 just to get a haircut. As for me, i believe it is worthied as long as u spent it at the rite hair salon. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually i would spend atleast $40 on my haircut...however,if it is more than $80 then no way.LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why i would say is it worthied.&lt;br /&gt;- Their junior stylist is also good...satisfaction guaranteed.&lt;br /&gt;- Better hair products used (Keratase, Redken, Big Head and etc.)&lt;br /&gt;- Their scissors are sharp...blunt ones could cause split ends!&lt;br /&gt;- They examine your hair as they handle it and give u tips on how you could improve your hair condition or the damage which already exist.&lt;br /&gt;- They know the best shape ;)&lt;br /&gt;- I worry 0% cause i know it will be good :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happiness == invaluable :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6969425911592438468-6858293006689170383?l=ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/6858293006689170383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6969425911592438468&amp;postID=6858293006689170383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/6858293006689170383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/6858293006689170383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/2008/07/it-is-worthied.html' title='It is worthied :)'/><author><name>. Ruz .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02953554278482248308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_hO1Io-xbu9Y/SIna7FkJTkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qLuRagZNF_s/S220/shopaholic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6969425911592438468.post-6824577536673300126</id><published>2008-07-26T02:47:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T02:19:34.919+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blabs'/><title type='text'>DreamNest</title><content type='html'>Some may want it big. Some may want it in the outskirt. Some may want it with balconies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...lemme low down what i have in thinkbox(&lt;em&gt;brain&lt;/em&gt;) and chestbox(&lt;em&gt;heart&lt;/em&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;I'm yet to decide in what kind of property i wanna get;landed or mid-air :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------&lt;br /&gt;LONG TERM&lt;br /&gt;------------------&lt;br /&gt;Definitely or atleast a double storey semi-D or a bungalow with some land plz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Double Storey Bungalow &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-enough rooms for the kids&lt;br /&gt;-1 lil tiny hse for the maid so that i dun have to keep her in my hse.&lt;br /&gt;-1 room for laundrette&lt;br /&gt;-1 study room/library&lt;br /&gt;-1 store room&lt;br /&gt;-1 guest room&lt;br /&gt;-a porch which could fit atleast 3 cars&lt;br /&gt;-big lawn for the kids to run around and for me to have nice flowers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Double Storey Semi-D&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-enough rooms for the kids..2kids in 1 room max&lt;br /&gt;-1 room for laundrette&lt;br /&gt;-1 study room&lt;br /&gt;-1 store room&lt;br /&gt;-a porch whoch could fit atleast 2 cars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might ask what's with the double storey thingy. Well, itz juz coz all my life i've been living in double storey bungalow and semi-ds but currently my family n i are living in 4-rooms apartment..and trust me. When u have more than 3 kids, itz a bad idea to live in an apartment. Go get alteast 2-story terraced house. Lemme list down the reaons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;List of reasons :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;1. It is had to study when everywhere u go hear noises...therefore it is not a good surrounding to fill up ur brains with knowledge.U may not need to but ur kid surely does.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);"&gt;2. Itz crazee when everywhere u go u will see someone....haihhhh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;3. When u do stuff in ur unit, it could be heard in other units as well...talk about p.r.i.v.a.c.y.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);"&gt;4. Everyone sees u come in or go out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;5. When u've got guest, the word p.r.i.v.a.c.y. is definitely out of the webster already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);"&gt;6. There's hardly anywhere to put ur stuff...esp when u're a girl like me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;7. When u wanna do something with ur hse, u gotta get permission fromt he management first...wth..we are not even asking for their bucks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------&lt;br /&gt;SHORT TERM&lt;br /&gt;------------------&lt;br /&gt;Either itz an apartment/condo or a lil landed property.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Apartment/Condo&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-atleast 3 rooms;laundry,bedroom and study.&lt;br /&gt;-atleast 2 parking spaces.&lt;br /&gt;-low-rise&lt;br /&gt;-max 4 units per floor...is that even possible?LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Lil Landed Property&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-gated and guarded or atleast has good neighbourhood....safety comes first.&lt;br /&gt;-atleast 3 room.(&lt;em&gt;refer above&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;-not too close to the next house...thanks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the things i want for sure.&lt;br /&gt;1. Study room to have a big bookshelf built up from floor to ceiling, 1daybed by the window, 1 nice study table and maybe has flowery wallpaper.&lt;br /&gt;2. Get the bathrooms remodeled to my comfort level. :p&lt;br /&gt;3. Living room in comtemporary style. 1 nice couch(chesterfield maybe?or nice comfy sofa?) , 1 med-size rug, 1 big bean bag, nice sound system, 1 nice coffee table and the rest i'll figure out later....&lt;br /&gt;4. The bedroom is definitely having country style..either english or victorian. :) 1 1-seater couch at the corner of the room. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess i better stop before i get stuck in my dream nest which is yet to exist.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6969425911592438468-6824577536673300126?l=ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/6824577536673300126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6969425911592438468&amp;postID=6824577536673300126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/6824577536673300126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/6824577536673300126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/2008/07/fantasy-nest.html' title='DreamNest'/><author><name>. Ruz .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02953554278482248308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_hO1Io-xbu9Y/SIna7FkJTkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qLuRagZNF_s/S220/shopaholic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6969425911592438468.post-2443421348559447022</id><published>2008-07-25T21:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T19:02:27.310+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blabs'/><title type='text'>$$$ Matters</title><content type='html'>-------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;A. Mileage Claim (as of now)&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Distance from home to project site : 36KM&lt;br /&gt;  Distance from home to main office  :  4KM&lt;br /&gt;  Therefore mileage claimable        : 28KM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  1KM  --&gt;  $1&lt;br /&gt;  28KM --&gt;  $28&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  1day --&gt; $28&lt;br /&gt;  1mth --&gt; $28 * 20 = $560&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Therefore, minimum mileage claim per month = $560&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------&lt;br /&gt;B. OT Meal Allowance&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Requirement : Atleast 2hours of OT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  1 OT Meal Allowance     --&gt; $12&lt;br /&gt;  2 days per week with OT --&gt; $24&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  1 month                 --&gt; 8days of OT&lt;br /&gt;                          --&gt; $12 * 8 = $96&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;C. Total Claims per month&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Mileage       --&gt;  $560&lt;br /&gt;  OT Allowance  --&gt;  $ 96&lt;br /&gt;  TOTAL         --&gt;  $656&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------&lt;br /&gt;D. Total Pay&lt;br /&gt;-------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Basic Pay (after deduction of EPF and etc..)  --&gt;  $1947.50&lt;br /&gt;  Claims                                        --&gt;  $ 656.00&lt;br /&gt;  TOTAL                                         --&gt;  $2603.50&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;E. Expenses/Debts/Loans &amp;amp; etc&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Monthly parking fee at project site           --&gt; $  80&lt;br /&gt;  Mom                                           --&gt; $ 200&lt;br /&gt;  Electone                                      --&gt; $ 230&lt;br /&gt;  Car                                           --&gt; $ 300&lt;br /&gt;  Handphone                                     --&gt; $ 100&lt;br /&gt;  Petrol                                        --&gt; $ 200&lt;br /&gt;  Class                                         --&gt; $ 460&lt;br /&gt;  Food                                          --&gt; $ 200&lt;br /&gt;  Study loan                                    --&gt; $ 300&lt;br /&gt;  Zakat                                         --&gt; $  22&lt;br /&gt;  TOTAL                                         --&gt; $2092&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------&lt;br /&gt;F. =( CONCLUSION&lt;br /&gt;------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Minimum per month income                      --&gt; $2500&lt;br /&gt;  Minimum fixed expenses                        --&gt; $2092&lt;br /&gt;  Amount of $$$ for author                      --&gt; $ 408&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd be lucky if i REALLY get the $408 to myself...it usually doesn't go as i calculated...too many essential unexpected expenses :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E.g. In the month on July&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;            Mom's bday present  --&gt; $ 300&lt;br /&gt;            Contact and specs   --&gt; $ 603&lt;br /&gt;            Teammate's farewell --&gt; $  30&lt;br /&gt;            Lil cousin's bday   --&gt; $  30&lt;br /&gt;            TOTAL               --&gt; $ 963&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Expected "Unexpected" expenses for the month of August&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;           Lunch treat         --&gt; $ 150&lt;br /&gt;           Haircut             --&gt; $  80&lt;br /&gt;           Shoes               --&gt; $ 150 (REALLY hope i dun have to spend for this..&lt;br /&gt;                                         i plan to get a pair of Crocs, not another pair&lt;br /&gt;                                         of boring working shoes...hope i can juz get&lt;br /&gt;                                         the heels replaced at some cobbler nearby my hse.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6969425911592438468-2443421348559447022?l=ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/2443421348559447022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6969425911592438468&amp;postID=2443421348559447022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/2443421348559447022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/2443421348559447022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/2008/07/matters.html' title='$$$ Matters'/><author><name>. Ruz .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02953554278482248308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_hO1Io-xbu9Y/SIna7FkJTkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qLuRagZNF_s/S220/shopaholic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6969425911592438468.post-6270291114718447802</id><published>2008-07-23T13:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T18:04:45.662+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hungry-Go-Where</title><content type='html'>No biggie...juz bumped into quite a complete restaurant/ food outlets directory....here it is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hungrygowhere.com/"&gt;http://www.hungrygowhere.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6969425911592438468-6270291114718447802?l=ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.hungrygowhere.com' title='Hungry-Go-Where'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/6270291114718447802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6969425911592438468&amp;postID=6270291114718447802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/6270291114718447802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/6270291114718447802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/2008/07/hungry-go-where.html' title='Hungry-Go-Where'/><author><name>. Ruz .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02953554278482248308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_hO1Io-xbu9Y/SIna7FkJTkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qLuRagZNF_s/S220/shopaholic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6969425911592438468.post-6247817397820296279</id><published>2008-07-17T23:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T00:02:11.197+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Revealed</title><content type='html'>Tonite...to be more precise today 18th July 2008...gawd knows how long has it been since my first post.But i just revealed what i've written to my bf...there u have it honey. It is all written or rather typed here...all the things i may or may not have told you before. Honestly, there's hardly any secrets just some silly thoughts...and dreams...and angers...or sorrows...and of coz dissappointments and frustrations i have along the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bear with me as you read.&lt;br /&gt;Keep your cool. Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love u alwayz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6969425911592438468-6247817397820296279?l=ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/6247817397820296279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6969425911592438468&amp;postID=6247817397820296279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/6247817397820296279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/6247817397820296279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/2008/07/revealed.html' title='Revealed'/><author><name>. Ruz .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02953554278482248308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_hO1Io-xbu9Y/SIna7FkJTkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qLuRagZNF_s/S220/shopaholic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6969425911592438468.post-7515021172131932605</id><published>2008-07-02T07:00:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T18:03:04.735+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Wish Upon A Star</title><content type='html'>Last nite, i went to the airport to send my dad off to London. It'z been awhile since i last went to the airport. I miss departuring from the country. I miss getting on the plane. I miss looking for my seat in the plane. I miss the smell in the plane....haihh....When will i ever get on the plane again. That gave me the idea of going to either Melbourne or Sydney next year. The money part, I'll think about it later. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my way to the airport, i looked up into the sky just coz itz been soooo long since i actually see what's above me...in the sky. I've been too into my routine activities everyday; Go to work-Lunch-Go home-Chat on the phone-Sleep. When i saw there are a lot of stars in the sky twinkling, i realized itz been sooooooooo very long since i've last seen stars especially that many. I kinda think that i've forgotten they exist. Sad eh? I saw a scorpio :) The rest, i can't tell...not that i remember every zodiac's sign...Hihi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It may seem nothing that i see stars....but itz been forever since i last saw stars...seeing them twinkling... :) Simply tantalizing!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6969425911592438468-7515021172131932605?l=ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/7515021172131932605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6969425911592438468&amp;postID=7515021172131932605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/7515021172131932605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/7515021172131932605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-wish-upon-star.html' title='I Wish Upon A Star'/><author><name>. Ruz .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02953554278482248308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_hO1Io-xbu9Y/SIna7FkJTkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qLuRagZNF_s/S220/shopaholic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6969425911592438468.post-4915396229301322360</id><published>2008-05-30T10:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T11:00:55.099+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One who is rich is one who has no debt</title><content type='html'>Priority List shall i have the $$$&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Settle my electone(juz so dat i can have 230bucks every month to myself;suffer now...enjoy later)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. My idiotic study loan...they can't stop charging admin fees everymonth......urgh...to date...they ate i've paid 1200bucks already and they ate up my 87bucks....so nett total i actually paid is juz 1113bucks...WTH!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Give them back their car and get a car of my own...and the only 2 eligible drivers are : My dad n i.....possible car?Suzuki Swift :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Survey house...and get buy one....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are all just dreamsssss but a dream is a motivation itself...so itz good to dream and plan :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6969425911592438468-4915396229301322360?l=ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/4915396229301322360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6969425911592438468&amp;postID=4915396229301322360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/4915396229301322360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/4915396229301322360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/2008/05/one-who-is-rich-is-one-who-has-no-debt.html' title='One who is rich is one who has no debt'/><author><name>. Ruz .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02953554278482248308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_hO1Io-xbu9Y/SIna7FkJTkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qLuRagZNF_s/S220/shopaholic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6969425911592438468.post-5937573035786983681</id><published>2008-05-26T10:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T19:02:27.310+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blabs'/><title type='text'>It is not boring; it is nicccceeeeeeee :)</title><content type='html'>I would like the Malaysians to love reading..especially the youths....guess itz pretty hard to get it done...but not impossible i believe :D&lt;br /&gt;We just need to get them to read based on their genre...yes..humans has got genre too...lol&lt;br /&gt;As for me...my genres are Chic-Lit,Self-Help and Computer (Technical).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno if i can ever get my brothers to love reading.I dunno if i can ever ditch the idiot box and RPG thingy...I dunno how can i tell people reading is not boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know for sure that i got my bf to read...even if itz juz bzness-related stuff...those are still books and the reading word is there....and i managed to get him to love spending time in the bookstore i believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here at work,i kinda get a colleague of mine to read.He'z into deep non-fiction stuff....guess he'z  a very critical guy...i prefer light stuff after work.This morning,another colleague of mine, asked me what kind of books i read...and she said she had juz finished reading a chinese book.Wow!I didn't tell them to read...they juz hear me read :) Fantastic.I dun have to pester people...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.Letz hope i can get more people to read after this post :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6969425911592438468-5937573035786983681?l=ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/5937573035786983681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6969425911592438468&amp;postID=5937573035786983681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/5937573035786983681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/5937573035786983681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/2008/05/it-is-not-boring-it-is-nicccceeeeeeee.html' title='It is not boring; it is nicccceeeeeeee :)'/><author><name>. Ruz .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02953554278482248308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_hO1Io-xbu9Y/SIna7FkJTkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qLuRagZNF_s/S220/shopaholic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6969425911592438468.post-6284498608809702379</id><published>2008-05-24T20:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T19:02:27.311+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blabs'/><title type='text'>Shopaholic on the lease A.L.O.N.E.</title><content type='html'>A.L.O.N.E.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who says i won't shop much if i'm alone? Soooo wrong :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't supposed to be alone in the first place. My friend couldn't make it to the city...&lt;br /&gt;Thank god i live so very nearby the heart of the city. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Initial mission :&lt;br /&gt;1. Hunt a bday present for a colleague (his 23rd bday is next week)&lt;br /&gt;2. Go to the Bookfest and buy some books.&lt;br /&gt;3. Catch "What Happens In Vegas" at TGV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ended doing the following :&lt;br /&gt;1. Bought 2 clothes; 1 formal-ruffley blouse and 1 t-shirt with a gold butterfly printing..is there such word as ruffley anyway?Lol Walked over to the Toys section in iSetan...and found nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Queued up at TGV to get the ticket to watch "What Happens In Vegas". Halfway in the line, the screen displated that the cinema is already full :( so i left the line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Went to a gift shop..saw a nice bookmark..didn't buy though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Was super hungry to went to a Japanese Restaurant...first time there...not bad...read a book while waiting...was alone..what do u expect?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Went to a shop named Room to see that they have for a guy's room...hardly find anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Went to Kinokuniya bookstore..bought 2 "The Last Lecture" books (1 for myself and 1 as the present) and Java Swing...i should have been spring...i bought the wrong book...damnit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Went back to the gift shop and bought the bookmark so that the guy doens't have to dogear his books or sis book's anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Walked all the way down to the Concourse floor...walked through the pedestrian tunnel to the convention center to get to the Bookfest...finally...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Pretty lost there....but i made it through...first walked through all the mandarin books...damn i can't read mandarin....then got to the cd n IT sections...bought a 4GB thumbdrive and some blank CDs and a bluetooth USB adapter....were all cheap....and 2 music cds i dun even understand ...one Korean and one Mandarin...lol I thought i was done when i already paid....i ended up at the English books section....bought some books there....haih...when will i ever stop....&lt;br /&gt;By this time....my hands were fully loaded with stuff already and i can't wait to leave the place and go home....but i was super thirsty and i haven't bought the guy's bday card....so i walked as fast as i could back to the mall...bought a card...then got myself an Iced Lemon Tea....then only i head back to my car...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, my legs are aching...to be exact...itz my feet. Hihi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;idunnohowmanyhundredbucksivespenttoday :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must first stop buying books and clothes!!!!Minus Jeans....hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next and last book i will buy this coming 2 or 3 months is :&lt;br /&gt;Remember Me by Sophie Kinsella (The hardcover one!!!!) No one is getting this for me...so i'll just it get myself! Maybe i shall get it next weekend when i go to the Golden Triangle again...hihi OMG....I'm already planning for next Saturday???WTH??!!!!!?!?!?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6969425911592438468-6284498608809702379?l=ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/6284498608809702379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6969425911592438468&amp;postID=6284498608809702379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/6284498608809702379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/6284498608809702379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/2008/05/shopaholic-on-lease-alone.html' title='Shopaholic on the lease A.L.O.N.E.'/><author><name>. Ruz .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02953554278482248308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_hO1Io-xbu9Y/SIna7FkJTkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qLuRagZNF_s/S220/shopaholic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6969425911592438468.post-3112234837628841265</id><published>2008-05-24T19:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T20:53:25.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I killed someone today...My dreams were not juz dreams...They gimme signs</title><content type='html'>I woke up from a bad dream today...my youngest bro and i was playing with a his friend. We played some sort of a chasing game...i chased the kid and he ended up on an abandoned undermaintainence roller-coaster...when i saw the "Under Maintenance" signage...i was too late to save the boy...he ran on the rail and one of the railing fell...and he fell onto the ground which was few storeys below us.I saw the boy's father and accompanied them to the cemetery to burry the boy. Out of nowhere, my dad appeared telling there's a skeleton in the ground (the spot where the boy was about to be burried)....after some time digging...Yes...we indeed discovered a skeleton. One of the hands was still pretty fresh though. Like as if it was just dead few hours ago. It was very pale. We held the hand and though "Who's hand is this?". My dad said he wants to take it home. I was very scared already. My mom said the hand looked a lil like my dad's. That made him wanna take it home even more. I couldn't say anything. I just want the boy's body to be cremated as soon as possible. As soon as it was cremated, the world was already very dark. I went to the mall where i originally parked my car...then i bumped into a friend...we talked...then i guess i eventually went home...The moment i opened my eyes, it was 6am.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder when was the last time my brain actually stopped working and rest at night. I have dreams every nite. Its juzt whether it is significant to remember or not. Most of the time, they were juz some general kind of things that i don't even wanna recall...so they juz went away....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another part of my dream last nite was....&lt;br /&gt;I went to someone's house which was also a hair saloon..i went there to trim my hair. In my dream, i went there because they were all female and i feel comfortable with them (i dunno them in real-life though). The first woman started trimming my hair...then she left and told me to wait as she wants to watch the idiot box or answer a call. I waited for a very long time.Veeerrrryyyyy long...it felt like hours. I made a face..then a girl saw me and said sorry; the other lady forgot she cut my hair..WTH?!Anyhow, the girl continued to trim my hair and it turned out juz so-so.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing significant here but i just remember the dream.LOL...Well 3 things to highlight here though; 1. I hate the idiotic box. 2. I hate it when ppl put me on hold just so that they can answer their calls and later forget they were talking to me. 3. I hate waiting!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here comes the part that relates to the title above (yeah....i love to tell things from the very extreme beginning..i wonder how my significant other can stand me...lol).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left home around 945am this morning to withdraw my money from the ATM. Then i headed to the Golden Triangle. On my way there, i was thinking about my dream...and how will my day be today. Out of nowhere, a brown orangey cat ran to cross the road...right in front of my car...it was too late for me to stop my car...so i ran into it...or rather him....or her...it hit the front of my car very hard...when i looked into my side mirror, i saw the cat on the road and something(looks like a piece of board..didn't know what it was) flew.....the cat was sooo in pain....i screamed when i ran into it....i swear i could feel the bones i ran onto... :'( I can't believe i did that...and of all creature...i killed the kind of creature i love the most :'( i was shaky for awhile...called a friend just to talk it out...when i reached my destination and parked my car, i check if anything went wrong with my car or if there's anything stuck in front of my car...that's when i discovered my car plate number was missing....So that was the thing which flew when i hit the cat. Any witness? Well,there was a mid-age man on the side of the road in front of the Indonesian Embassy when i ran into the cat. He looked at me...and he looked fierce. I believe he heard the cat screaming :'( OMG.........................Plz forgive me..............Mr./Miss Cat....... Plz forgive me.....I didn't didn't see u..... :'( I REALLY didn't.........Hope u dun have ur family members waiting for u to return....Gosh............ :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After i'm done with my stuff in the Golden Triangle, i headed back to my housing neighbourhood and look for a car workshop to get the car plate replaced. Thought of just replacing the one which broke but it would make the one at the back of my car looks very old and yellow...so i changed both...and it cost me 30 bucks. Being a shopaholic, i didn't just pay for the plate numbers...i bought a pair of window shades for my car...thought i could put in on the driver's side....it ended up being in the shape of the windows for the windows at the back for passengers...WTH...i put it on anyway...so that when i drive ppl arond (whenever is that), they will be shaded.Haih....Well, it was 10 bucks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6969425911592438468-3112234837628841265?l=ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/3112234837628841265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6969425911592438468&amp;postID=3112234837628841265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/3112234837628841265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/3112234837628841265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-killed-someone-todaymy-dreams-were.html' title='I killed someone today...My dreams were not juz dreams...They gimme signs'/><author><name>. Ruz .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02953554278482248308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_hO1Io-xbu9Y/SIna7FkJTkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qLuRagZNF_s/S220/shopaholic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6969425911592438468.post-492711582789450252</id><published>2008-05-17T13:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T02:18:27.037+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants'/><title type='text'>Loneliness Kills</title><content type='html'>:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L.o.n.e.l.i.n.e.s.s. kills...&lt;br /&gt;How can i erase the word from my database?&lt;br /&gt;Somebody plz help me......Guess this is quite the phase where my smiles and laughter could not hide how i feel inside :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in need for someone by my side.....i'm such a kitten....... :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is also a phase where my work can't help to distract me from feeling the loneliness :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in need for someone to be close to me....so in need for security and comfort...and love...and.....yeah...i could go on and on...and still feeling the same and hold back my tears....so i guess i should juz jet off now...hope i will be feeling better in my next post to myself. :&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6969425911592438468-492711582789450252?l=ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/492711582789450252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6969425911592438468&amp;postID=492711582789450252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/492711582789450252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/492711582789450252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/2008/05/loneliness-kills.html' title='Loneliness Kills'/><author><name>. Ruz .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02953554278482248308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_hO1Io-xbu9Y/SIna7FkJTkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qLuRagZNF_s/S220/shopaholic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6969425911592438468.post-1101146756815091367</id><published>2008-05-15T09:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T02:18:27.038+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants'/><title type='text'>Things better not spoken</title><content type='html'>There are things which are better kept to our hearts sometimes...esp in a relationship.&lt;br /&gt;I've learnt to be patient. I've learnt to compromise. I've learnt to put my anger aside.&lt;br /&gt;And the list goes on.....yet there are still more things to improve.&lt;br /&gt;No doubt things can make u doubt whether or not your relationship would work...therefore,faith and determination are the keywords....i guess atleast 2 of the keywords.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me get straight to the point and let it out. Since it is juz 9:12am in the morning when i start cracking lines here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate the fact that his biological clock is sooooo messed up.&lt;br /&gt;He is almost nocturnal.Urgh...never knew this could be used on homo sapiens..but i juz used it...worse...i used it on someone i wanna have my future with.How ironic.Anyhow....i'm already working now. My work is pretty demanding at times. It is very nice that ppl around me understand that esp my family. In a relationship....communication is crucial. My biological clock is fine. I sleep at nite...i wake up and go to work in the morning. I don't doubt that there are times my work is eating up my life but i try my very best to pull it back to me. I.e. i make sure i read atleast one chapter in my storybook everyday....and sing to the songs i love and of coz listen to the radio....and yeah...facebook'ing.See!I have life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, back to HIM.&lt;br /&gt;1. He doesn't do his work til itz like 2 hours b4 submission...sometimes the nite b4 the deadline.&lt;br /&gt;2. He hardly wakes up b4 noon...by the time he gets up..im pretty done with 12 hours of my day.&lt;br /&gt;3. He doesn't eat properly and eats fastfood rather than cook crap on his own.&lt;br /&gt;4. He's glued to the idiot box...urgh.&lt;br /&gt;5. Hardly focused on his studies....his uni sux too...they juz suck $$$....this is definitely a priority issue&lt;br /&gt;6. If i manage to leave the office early...he wants to go out with his friends and come back like 9...or 10 pm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last nite, he went out right after i finished packing up my stuff to go home. When i reached home, i called to ask when will he be back..he said around 9...When he got home, he told me a friend of his is coming over to buy air tickets coz this idiotic guy doens't have credit card..he said it won't take long...however,he only called when it was almost 11pm...hello?i've been up since morning and i've been working not sitting down and do nothing at work...haih.........in the end,when he called me, i was already asleep...therefore,no communication.Full stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mister...please get ur stuff done..which is to get a degree and come back to kl. Forget bout earning soooo much money from stock exchange and forex and some fancy bzness ideas of urs as gettin a degree is ur number one.Quit paying for astro and stop watching the idiot box...it would make u an idiot after sometime.It first makes u a slave...then make u an idiot. Forget bout the moronic LAN games...once in awhile it is fine..but if it steals ur study time and mood away from u.Ditch it. Stop copying other ppls' hw and tests. U have better brains. Use it! Last but not least, stop dreaming about a new car. If u wanna get married and serious about it,save the $$$.OK?We can worry about ur car later.It is me who needs a new one.Need...not want....OK?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See!These kind of things are better kept inside....if i were to talk this way,it will definitely ruin my relationship. All i do is keep one eye closed and take a very deep breath. Who says i dunno how to live my life?I do :) I really do...though compromising is pretty tough....i still do :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6969425911592438468-1101146756815091367?l=ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/1101146756815091367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6969425911592438468&amp;postID=1101146756815091367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/1101146756815091367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/1101146756815091367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/2008/05/things-better-not-spoken.html' title='Things better not spoken'/><author><name>. Ruz .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02953554278482248308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_hO1Io-xbu9Y/SIna7FkJTkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qLuRagZNF_s/S220/shopaholic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6969425911592438468.post-5735628766379405029</id><published>2008-05-04T12:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T12:13:49.041+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Personality Report courtesy of www.bored.com</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;Personality Type Report &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Personality Preferences&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EXTROVERT/INTROVERT&lt;br /&gt;You appear to be an equal mix of both extrovert and introvert. This may cause you some conflict at times. On the other hand, the balance of the two may work just fine for you. There is certainly nothing wrong with having a fair share of both types if you are happy. Below you will find descriptions of both types.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EXTROVERT&lt;br /&gt;You are social and outgoing. You are most comfortable when with other people and experiencing the world first hand. Interaction with others and first hand experiences energize you. It is not unlike you to start conversations with strangers. You have a preference for the outer world: people, activities, and things. Other people provide you with a mirror, sounding board to help you develop ideas and plans. Being alone may sap your energies. Your concept of the world is derived from experiencing it firsthand and then drawing conclusions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INTROVERT&lt;br /&gt;While you may not be anti-social, you do need (and deserve) your private time and space to retreat from the world. Unlike extroverts, you need to develop a concept of the world or some aspect of it before experiencing it. Too much socializing may sap your energies. Your energies are derived from exploring the inner world of ideas, impressions and pure thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SENSORY / INTUITIVE&lt;br /&gt;You appear to be an equal mix of both sensory and intuitive types. This may cause you some conflict at times. On the other hand the balance of the two may work just fine for you. There is certainly nothing wrong with having a fair share of both types if you are happy. Below you will find descriptions of both types. SENSORY You usually gather information with your senses: what you can see, hear, taste, touch and smell in the physical world. The facts gathered from the sensory data you process are the building blocks of your model of our world. You concentrate your energies on what actually exists and do not ponder what might exist too much. You are usually practical and rely on your common sense to guide you through the world. You see things as they are and have little or no need to search for underlying meanings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INTUITIVE&lt;br /&gt;While you do process information through your senses you add a twist to your processing by relying on intuition and serendipity. You look for undercurrents of meaning and abstractions in what you experience physically. You do not just see things just as they are, but as what they could be. While you may rely on common sense at times, you trust inspiration far more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JUDGING/ PERCEIVING&lt;br /&gt;You appear to be an equal mix of both judging and perceiving types. This may cause you some conflict at times. On the other hand the balance of the two may work just fine for you. There is certainly nothing wrong with having a fair share of both types if you are happy. Below you will find descriptions of both types. JUDGING You like decisions to be made as soon as possible. You are not comfortable with loose ends and like to see conflicts resolved as soon as possible. You have a preference for a well-structured, orderly lifestyle with few surprises. It may not be all that important who makes the decisions that gets things done as long things do get done. You take commitments very seriously.PERCEIVINGYou like to have as much information as possible before making a decision. Putting off a final decision until the last moment does not make you uncomfortable. Indeed once a decision is made, a course plotted, you may feel a bit uneasy, because you feel bound to a certain course of action. You would much prefer to wait and see what happens. You enjoy the opportunity to improvise. Commitments are not etched in stone to you, and are changeable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THINKING/ FEELING&lt;br /&gt;You appear to be an equal mix of both thinking and feeling types. This may cause you some conflict at times. On the other hand the balance of the two may work just fine for you. There is certainly nothing wrong with having a fair share of both types if you are happy. Below you will find descriptions of both types.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FEELING&lt;br /&gt;You make decisions subjectively based upon your values and what is important to you. How people will be affected by your decisions is important to you. You are likely to make decisions based upon what you feel is acceptable and agreeable rather than what is logical. Your truths are founded in your values and those of the society you live in. It is important to remember that we are discussing how you evaluate data and make decisions, and that you rely on your feelings to do so in no way implies you are overly emotional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THINKING&lt;br /&gt;You evaluate data and reach conclusions by using your ability to apply logical, objective analysis to the information before you. Your thinking process values consistency and fairness over the affect your decisions will have on others. You compare courses of action logically and make your choices based upon what consequences you see them as having. If there is something wrong with a plan, you are the one to ferret it out. It is important to remember that this does not mean you are cold and unfeeling, but that your thinking process is analytical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Your Personality Type &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because your personality preferences were so evenly matched, it is not possible for this assessment to derive a specific personality type for you. This in no way implies there is anything wrong with you! It simply means that your preferences are far too balanced for a short assessment like this to assign a specific personality type for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your personality preferences suggest you may be one of two personality types, so both these types are listed below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Extrovert/Sensing/Thinking/Judging&lt;br /&gt;You are outgoing, energetic and reliable. You like taking the role of the leader. Considering your well-developed organizational skills and abilities to implement successful policies and procedures, the leader role is perfect for you. You can focus your energies on solving problems without getting drained. You are assertive, outspoken, do not shy from hard work, goal oriented, consistent, practical and logical.In relationships, you like to take on the role as advisor/director and will happily assume important responsibilities. You will keep your commitments at almost any costs. You are fun to be around--if all the work is done. You seek active pursuits with your family and friends. You are very comfortable with the role of provider. You may have difficulty understanding your emotions or those of others. You may feel your way is the best way, and force it on those around you. You can be impatient with others and have a closed ear to their ideas and needs. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Famous People of Your Type:&lt;br /&gt;James Monroe, Andrew Jackson, William Henry Harrison, Franklin Pierce, Grover Cleveland, Harry S. Truman, Lyndon B. Johnson, Carrie Nation, Elliot Ness, John D. Rockefeller, Bette Davis, Barbara Stanwyck, Rev. Billy Graham. .Occupations Suited to Your Type Include:Administrator, Attorney, Information Manager, electrician, Dentist, Doctor, Teacher, Bank Officer, Contractor, Manager, Law Officer, Military Officer, Stockbroker, and Supervisor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Extrovert/Intuitive/Thinking/Judging&lt;br /&gt;You make a very confident leader and enjoy being in charge. You are ambitious and do not hesitate to make decisions. You are a master at solving complex problems, and relish intellectual interaction. Your talent for innovation is bolstered by your ability to think analytically and logically. You value your independence and are a self-starter. Regardless of the task, your goal remains the same: to be the best there can be. Where others see obstacles, you see challenges.In relationships you are sincere and plain-spoken. You need a life of gusto and an upbeat tempo. While very serious about your work, you do have a fun loving side that comes out often. You nurture those you care for by encouraging them towards goals you feel will improve their life and status. You see relationships as opportunities to learn. You may be a bit overbearing at times. Social status is important to you. You often hide the soft side of you by displaying a tough exterior to the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Famous People of Your Type:&lt;br /&gt;Franklin D. Roosevelt, Richard M. Nixon, Benny Goodman, General Norman Schwarzkopf, Harrison Ford, Steve Martin, Whoopi Goldberg, Sigourney Weaver, Margaret Thatcher, Al Gore, Candace Bergen, Dave Letterman, Jim Carrey .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Occupations Suited to Your Type Include:&lt;br /&gt;Administrator, banker, curriculum designer, economist, engineer,&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt; planner, information technology manager&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, attorney, manager, doctor, psychologist, researcher, scientist, stockbroker, and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;systems analyst&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Note : This is the closest ever i guess...hihi&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&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/6969425911592438468-5735628766379405029?l=ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.bored.com/typequiz/passess.htm' title='Personality Report courtesy of www.bored.com'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/5735628766379405029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6969425911592438468&amp;postID=5735628766379405029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/5735628766379405029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/5735628766379405029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/2008/05/personality-report-courtesy-of.html' title='Personality Report courtesy of www.bored.com'/><author><name>. Ruz .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02953554278482248308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_hO1Io-xbu9Y/SIna7FkJTkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qLuRagZNF_s/S220/shopaholic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6969425911592438468.post-5268661253877820845</id><published>2008-05-03T01:54:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T17:40:18.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Extremely Hectic</title><content type='html'>Itz been awhile since i last posted a new post.&lt;br /&gt;Well,lots had happened...lots of $$ had been spent...and of coz lotsa time has been spent in the office...working.They still dare to say they want their employees to have work and life balance *Sighhh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, i'm trying my very best to have the balance. There's simply more to life than just work.Right?Anyhow, since i started working in this company, i made a vow that i will not bring home my work..as in continue doing my work after i get home from work.Craziness.&lt;br /&gt;I have spent like half of my day in the office working already...if i were to bring home my work and get it done at home....i only have like what...3 or 4 hours to myself???No way!So not happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started picking up books to read and try my very best to read atleast a page per day. My vocab is soooo getting limited and i dun think i wanna say anything about my sentence construction. I'm thankful that i can still form decent sentences to write my thoughts here.Hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U might wanna know what happened to the new electone. Well, i love it. The first song i played on it was "I Don't Wanna Miss A Thing" by Aerosmith..almost cried....juz cause it took me soooo long to have a proper electone and this time i spent my own money on it. Minus this month, i still have 21 more months to settle the installments. It is worthied. I now have something else i can do besides juz work stuff. Been seeing my friends since the 1st week of April so im hardly at home over the weekends.HArdly have time to get anything in my room organized.*Ashamed*&lt;br /&gt;The last time i played a song on the electone was maybe 2 or 3 weeks ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My work...is still the test data thingy. This time it is worse coz i have to create test data to be sent to 3rd parties like DiGi, Celcom and UMobile for them to their Maxis data at their side. Not-so ez-pz. Had to do some clean ups a number of times. In the end, i ended up creating the test data manually...as in 1-by-1.Tediosity is a newly added word in my vocab. Thanks to the test data.Anyhow, i hope to get to roll-off this project in the end of this month. When they first assigned me to this project, my roll-off date was 1st of June. After some time, they extended it to 1st Oct.*Sighhh* Now, it is back to 1st June. However, though they said the date is already confirmed, my date still says 1st Oct. Hope they would update soon. :&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6969425911592438468-5268661253877820845?l=ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/5268661253877820845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6969425911592438468&amp;postID=5268661253877820845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/5268661253877820845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/5268661253877820845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/2008/05/extremely-hectic.html' title='Extremely Hectic'/><author><name>. Ruz .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02953554278482248308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_hO1Io-xbu9Y/SIna7FkJTkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qLuRagZNF_s/S220/shopaholic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6969425911592438468.post-4145809311199958812</id><published>2008-05-03T01:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T01:54:09.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Virtual vs Physical</title><content type='html'>How do i go about with this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall i start writing in my diary and stick writing in it coz itz so accessible anytime or shall i keep posting things here according to my mood needs?Is there such thing?Hihi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i guess i'll juz use both....depends on my mood. Kao tim. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6969425911592438468-4145809311199958812?l=ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/4145809311199958812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6969425911592438468&amp;postID=4145809311199958812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/4145809311199958812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/4145809311199958812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/2008/05/virtual-vs-physical.html' title='Virtual vs Physical'/><author><name>. Ruz .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02953554278482248308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_hO1Io-xbu9Y/SIna7FkJTkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qLuRagZNF_s/S220/shopaholic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6969425911592438468.post-5027149601962656719</id><published>2008-03-09T21:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T22:12:19.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>EL-500</title><content type='html'>Goshhh!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So can't wait for my EL-500 to come!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Well, at the same time i'm pretty sad to let go my EL-25..it has been quite a company after all these years...though i've not really played it when i was doing my degree.Hihi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EL-500 was at a good price and the price they offered for my EL-25 was also pretty good so i just went for it.So thankful i had my dad with me;he reduced 300 bucks more!!!Haih...when will i get such negotiation skills?!?!?!?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Date to look forward to : 15th March 2008!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To do before EL-500 arrive :&lt;br /&gt;1. Take pics of EL-25&lt;br /&gt;2. Have my pics taken while i play EL-25&lt;br /&gt;3. Play EL-25 til i feel satisfied&lt;br /&gt;4. Dust EL-25 :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gossh!!!!So can't wait!!!! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6969425911592438468-5027149601962656719?l=ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/5027149601962656719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6969425911592438468&amp;postID=5027149601962656719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/5027149601962656719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/5027149601962656719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/2008/03/el-500.html' title='EL-500'/><author><name>. Ruz .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02953554278482248308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_hO1Io-xbu9Y/SIna7FkJTkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qLuRagZNF_s/S220/shopaholic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6969425911592438468.post-1762940087344342638</id><published>2008-03-05T08:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T02:19:34.920+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blabs'/><title type='text'>Damnit!!!!! LoveStory</title><content type='html'>LoveStory...sounds so soapy...at times crappy too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can hardly tell which is wrong and which is rite in love unless you can see your future....&lt;br /&gt;Long distance relationships rarely work but i have faith in mine coz mine has got quite a solid foundation before he had to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most people would say it would make your heart grow ponder.In my opinion, it makes you fight even more.LOL!We tend to fight not cause we don't miss each other but we fight cause we miss each other too much but there's nothing we can do about it. :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mood was sooo off last nite.He finally got his internet connection installed so he could now see me online and he'z been wanting to have vid calls with me so i believe has has first been waiting for his internet connection.Then he waited for me to get home.Right after im done with my dinner...my mood got worst.Thanks to my dad(Refer prev. post).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to my room.Turned on the electone and started playing but nothing sounds and feels right so i called him up....he took soooo long to pick up.Itz not an issue itz juz that i have he'z-stuck-with-some-games-on-his-pc thought in my head.Yeah...assumption..assumption..assumption....sowie.It turned out that he was spreading some peanut butter on his bread...forgodsake,wat'z wrong with putting the bread down and pick up???Rite?I alreayd drop whatever i'm doing when i hear him calling..why can't he do the same?Rite?Urgghhhhh....forgodsake itz juz a bread!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He picked up the phone and told me he would call me later....i can't stand talking to him with his mouthful on the phone cause i can't make out what he's saying and my mood is crazee.Usually he would ca;; me rite after he'z done with whatever he is doing but apparently last nite...he got stuck somewhere i guess...else why would he take forever rite?Then he said he wants to vid call so i hungup...get my webcam and mic connected.Called him up.His messenger hit some error and he got disconnected.That surely added fuel.I called to ask why he said "Forget it.I'm not in the mood.I dunno why you have to alwayz ruin my mood.Why do u like to fight so much?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust me.I don't wish to fight.Just that sometimes he adds spice to my temper.And so everything is dumped on him in the end.Then he would complain why do i dump things on him.Can't help it honey.U're suppose to help me calm down not add things up.And when i'm super crazee u could atleast help me get to the sane side rite?You need to fight fire with water not fire with fire.HE even dare to say "This is what i meant we can't get along".WTF?!?!?!?!The question now is...do u wanna work on it or not....not whether u can get along or not.Damnit!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend of mine who got back from Africa got married after few months being with her husband(her bf back then)....she chatted a lil with me yesterday and she sounded oh-so-happy....i dunno if i'll ever be married...my bf seems to take forever.This is our 7th year together...Damnit!!!!If you don't take actions on ur plans...it won't happen.Planning is a very important thing....90% of the people i know do not know this and i hate it coz they will end up implementing the word Adhoc and it kills me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honey, can't u be water once in awhile?..........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6969425911592438468-1762940087344342638?l=ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/1762940087344342638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6969425911592438468&amp;postID=1762940087344342638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/1762940087344342638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/1762940087344342638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/2008/03/damnit-lovestory.html' title='Damnit!!!!! LoveStory'/><author><name>. Ruz .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02953554278482248308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_hO1Io-xbu9Y/SIna7FkJTkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qLuRagZNF_s/S220/shopaholic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6969425911592438468.post-526130794439771153</id><published>2008-03-05T06:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T02:19:34.921+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blabs'/><title type='text'>Damnit!!! @home</title><content type='html'>I dunno why but somehow now, i've gotten back to my electone and i'm looking forward to sell off my very old model of electone (EL-25)and get a used EL-500.The salesperson can't take more than RM1.7k for my electone and for me to get the model i wanna buy, i will need to pay RM250 every month for 2 years...not that long rite?But i dunno where i'll be within that 2years....So now i'm really thinking...and i have to decide within 2weeks....*sighhhhhhh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i wish i could be far away from home.No doubt i will miss them.Miss the homecook food and of coz miss my room. :( But things at home can be very tensed.I really wish i could cry all of this out...but surprisingly i can't. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i got home last nite, it was already about 8:30pm. I ate my dinner.Then when i saw my 17-year-old bro. I asked him if he has gotten his bicycly fixed. Number one, my dad will use my car to send him to school which will cause my car's petrol(i'm not rich to keep filling in the petrol) and of coz the risk of not getting a parking spot near my block.*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, he will have to walk home everyday which oddly he doesn't mind these few weeks...very odd...i doublt he walks...he must have someone sent him home.Some rich friend's sis or mother or driver...i dunno.&lt;br /&gt;When by bro said no, i asked him why not, he replied "No, i don't have time". I was like..."No time??What time do u get home btw?" He said 4 or 5pm everyday.IS that even late?Is that what u call 'no time'?Itz now the 'whether u-want-it-or-not question.Then there came my dad's voice; "Enough...why do u have to create such situation?It has nothing to do with you" ...well nothing to do with me but definitely something to do woth my money!!!!I juz replied "He would have to walk home everyday if he doesn't get it fixed." My dad replied "It is alrite.Up to him.Stop this.you have reminded him once and that is enough already.Stop this." My last reply was "Yea..it's nothing just that u can be on your own feet why bother be one someone else's shoulders and depend on them to carry u?" Then my dad went ballistic; "What is wrong with you???!?!What is your problem?Why do you like this kind of situation so much?This has nothing to do with you.Why is it such an issue?Can't u keep keep quiet?I really don't get you.What is wrong with you?Stop this." As expected, i shut up but to hear him talk like that to me, i dun feel good being home anymore. :'( And that somehow brought back the scene when i was involved in an accident with the police bike with his companies' rented car; "I have done the stupidest mistake in my life...Why did u drive this car?..What am i going to answer to the management?What will happen to my record at work?" Problem with me is, i live in the past sometimes...well, maybe most of the times just becoz I REMEMBER.After all the commotion, i cleared up the dishes and put them on the rack and head to my room.Til now i feel i dun wanna be here. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:'( Lemme just cry in my heart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6969425911592438468-526130794439771153?l=ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/526130794439771153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6969425911592438468&amp;postID=526130794439771153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/526130794439771153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/526130794439771153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/2008/03/damnit-home.html' title='Damnit!!! @home'/><author><name>. Ruz .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02953554278482248308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_hO1Io-xbu9Y/SIna7FkJTkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qLuRagZNF_s/S220/shopaholic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6969425911592438468.post-6358730109414105750</id><published>2008-03-05T06:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T02:19:34.921+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blabs'/><title type='text'>Damnit!!!! @work</title><content type='html'>Wassup with everyone?Can the please stop messing with me?&lt;br /&gt;To start with, why in da world does the motorcyclists be in the middle of the lane when they can hardly go faster than a car????Why must they be in the middle when we wana change lanes coz the car in front of us is too slow or the car behind us is going too fast???Damnit!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At work, i feel super demotivated already; i'm dumped to create inventories and accounts and inventories again...and accounts again....*sighhhhhhh* itz not so easy to create coz sometimes the environment can have sooo many issues at the same time and sometimes the users request for ridiculous stuff that i can't bulk create using the bulk create program so there are some i have to create one by one.Damnit!As for the first request, i'm not even 50% done up to this moment i'm typing this. Suddenly, there'z another request for phone numbers btu in the end the request is kept onhold coz they themselves can't decide the right prefix for the numbers they wanna use.WTH!?!?!?Next came another request and the user want it within 1 or 2 days, pretty adhoc rite?They wanna it to be in a diff server...some stuff juz couldn't be done from the backend...so til now i still have some trouble to get it done; have to disable some table references but i can't do it so i would require someone else's help but that someone maybe sees it as something not-so important or that someone is just to bz to look at my stuff.Damnit!!!!Towards the end of yesterday, came in another request...not many but a lil bit troublesome coz she wants many diff accounts under different type and packages and yea....diff types of penalties..WTH?!?!?!?Why can't they create????I can provide the numbers and SIMs no prob....Damnit!!!!&lt;br /&gt;While others are getting super familiar with the system, i create stuff like a factory..can't say im not important but my tasks are pretty tedious and of cz repetitive...see the word "BORING"???LOL!A few is given the chance to look into automation tools...why them?Im the one who was a test engineer b4 this.... : and yea..then again i have a handful of tasks and i dunno if anyone wanna gimme a hand...now i'm wondering if they purposely do this to tell me i'm not capable in the end of the day....possible rite?*told ya i'm pessimist*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, my career.Where do i go from here?My current capability is Java but i hardly touch Java after i graduated...i wanna do SAP but til now, i still haven't complete the SAP Overview training..*haihhh* If the really can't get me into SAP, I'm gonna do my very best to get myself to be Oracle Associate DBA!!!I tell u i will if you don't gimme what i want!Could be a lot of work and time but i'm willing to do it to be different!!!!And of coz to show them i can be valueable without their help.Who are they to decide in the first place???Damnit!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My current roll-off date is 1st June... most people will be gone by then...but now i'm wondering if they wanna keep me that long since i know nothing much about how to the system does it stuff....I dun mind rolling-off earlier..but where will they dump me next?I have no sense of direction.I dun like to park at funny places.I still wanna be able to claim adequate mileage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siiiigggggggggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6969425911592438468-6358730109414105750?l=ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/6358730109414105750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6969425911592438468&amp;postID=6358730109414105750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/6358730109414105750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/6358730109414105750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/2008/03/damnit-work.html' title='Damnit!!!! @work'/><author><name>. Ruz .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02953554278482248308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_hO1Io-xbu9Y/SIna7FkJTkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qLuRagZNF_s/S220/shopaholic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6969425911592438468.post-1670280902391233333</id><published>2008-02-29T09:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T17:36:15.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Catching Up!</title><content type='html'>Guess what?&lt;br /&gt;I actually reached the office at 715am today...just to finish some stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Well,not actually finish as in 100% finish....juz 50% of the list of items given to me.&lt;br /&gt;All this is due to the fact that the users are juz plainly users...everything must be perfectly set up for them therefore they dun even have to create things from scratch...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm only at 32% so....18% more to go to reach 50%.Dat'z the figure the leader gave me so i better dig out all the seconds i've got to meet the goal...well, i aim to give 53% ...see how.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonite..i wanna get to my electone and play it like mad...and of coz practice some pronouciation stuff  :) :) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmm...what am i doing here????LOL *jet off*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6969425911592438468-1670280902391233333?l=ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/1670280902391233333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6969425911592438468&amp;postID=1670280902391233333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/1670280902391233333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/1670280902391233333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/2008/02/catching-up.html' title='Catching Up!'/><author><name>. Ruz .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02953554278482248308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_hO1Io-xbu9Y/SIna7FkJTkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qLuRagZNF_s/S220/shopaholic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6969425911592438468.post-932981488724278741</id><published>2008-02-28T08:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T08:50:17.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IT Confusion State</title><content type='html'>Here I am...confused (again....)&lt;br /&gt;Why am I alwayz in confusion? Well, on top of the list is alwayz the part of me which wants to know all and be good in all..while being good at hardly anything right now. *sighhhh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So..what'z the confusion about this time? Keyword : IT, job, SAP, Java and Oracle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Main aim :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Project Manager&lt;br /&gt;2. DBA @ PRo-programmer :p&lt;br /&gt;3. Trainer (this might be it when i'm down with many kids and a husband..planning is good rite?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;List of interest (in whatever order)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Interest 1&lt;/strong&gt; : SAP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Reason &lt;/strong&gt;: HUGE demand, anywhere in the world....going places...more towards&lt;br /&gt;customization rather than building i guess.It also looks like a complete system..&lt;br /&gt;well it should be rite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Concern&lt;/strong&gt; : How long will it last being strong in the market?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Interest 2&lt;/strong&gt; : Oracle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Reason&lt;/strong&gt; : Pretty good demand..i'v spent my dad's RM1.5k on the training but did not take&lt;br /&gt;the certification exam...didn't really get what the instructor was taking about and&lt;br /&gt;my stuff did not work they did the hands-on thingy so i dunno what i know :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Concern&lt;/strong&gt; : I will have to dig out time to read both volumnes of the books...DBA carries pretty&lt;br /&gt;HUGE responsibilities...data data data info info info...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Interest 3&lt;/strong&gt; : Java&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Reason &lt;/strong&gt;: Many companies moving towards freeware thingy..and it could also work on SAP&lt;br /&gt;thingy now. Looks interesting...well,i admit it IS interesting as long as i know what&lt;br /&gt;thing to use and how to implement it. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Concern&lt;/strong&gt; : Needs lotsa lotsa hands-on and patient people to guide me and get me up and&lt;br /&gt;running.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6969425911592438468-932981488724278741?l=ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/932981488724278741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6969425911592438468&amp;postID=932981488724278741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/932981488724278741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/932981488724278741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/2008/02/it-confusion-state.html' title='IT Confusion State'/><author><name>. Ruz .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02953554278482248308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_hO1Io-xbu9Y/SIna7FkJTkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qLuRagZNF_s/S220/shopaholic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6969425911592438468.post-3890694005247115833</id><published>2008-02-28T08:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T02:19:34.922+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blabs'/><title type='text'>Redken - Scalp Relief</title><content type='html'>For those who wants clear scalp, i recommend Redken - Scalp Relief. Don't get it wrong. It is Redken new shampoo for anti-dandruff and the bottle is white.&lt;br /&gt;Up to today, i've been using it for about 2 week plus and it is working great :) Thank god...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Where to buy&lt;/strong&gt; : Shins and some other hair salons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Price   &lt;/strong&gt;               : ~RM43&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust me. I've tried lotsa shampoos..from the ones in the supermarket shelves to the ones in the salon shelves...hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;List of anti-dandruff shampoos i've tried :&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Pantene&lt;br /&gt;2. Head &amp;amp; Shoulders&lt;br /&gt;3. Sunsilk ( never ever use this; hair falls like crazeeeeeee )&lt;br /&gt;3. Redken ( prev anti-dandruff shampoo; black bottle )&lt;br /&gt;4. Lakme ( it would make ur scalp drier...atleast mine... )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that'z all for shampoo story. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6969425911592438468-3890694005247115833?l=ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/3890694005247115833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6969425911592438468&amp;postID=3890694005247115833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/3890694005247115833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/3890694005247115833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/2008/02/redken-scalp-relief.html' title='Redken - Scalp Relief'/><author><name>. Ruz .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02953554278482248308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_hO1Io-xbu9Y/SIna7FkJTkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qLuRagZNF_s/S220/shopaholic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6969425911592438468.post-3096140675671036682</id><published>2008-02-26T09:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T17:35:07.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Musical Mood ~~~Tralalalala</title><content type='html'>Dunno what has got into me...suddenly i'm super into music...yea...again..LOL&lt;br /&gt;My electone books are back in my room..the electone bench is back to where the electone is instead of the ironing board or the dresser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found the acapella group in KL named six2eight..thought of joining..emailed the manager and he siad they look for people from time to time...question now is; would my parents approve?Will i have all the time in the world to do everything?Will i fit in?The manager didn't mention anything about having a good voice...he only mentioned "......and a voice that can blend. An attitude that is not afraid of performing in front of audiences and able to deliver a song are helpful, though these can be developed." ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rite now...since last fri i've been having Marie Digby's songs in my ears at work and at home.LOL..Now i have the playlist on my blog...hihihi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6969425911592438468-3096140675671036682?l=ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/3096140675671036682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6969425911592438468&amp;postID=3096140675671036682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/3096140675671036682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/3096140675671036682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/2008/02/musical-mood-tralalalal.html' title='Musical Mood ~~~Tralalalala'/><author><name>. Ruz .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02953554278482248308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_hO1Io-xbu9Y/SIna7FkJTkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qLuRagZNF_s/S220/shopaholic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6969425911592438468.post-5322685030532685000</id><published>2008-02-24T16:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T17:05:44.807+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Marié Digby</title><content type='html'>Marié Digby...never heard of her b4...yea i'm so outdated.&lt;br /&gt;Well,i bumped into her clips on youtube when i was youtubing on some BSB live concerts.Have to admit that they are good :)&lt;br /&gt;Marié Digby....her voice caught my attention and keep me wanting to listen to more.&lt;br /&gt;Then i discovered her myspace...followed by her facebook. :)&lt;br /&gt;Thought of getting her album...couldn't get it anywhere; it will only be out on the 8th of April this year....duhhhhhhh LOL&lt;br /&gt;Well,you might ask why don't i just pre-order...1st,it will be in US dollars..which is like 4 times Malaysian currency...2ndly they might have more songs like...some bonus tracks over the time...so i sometimes wait til the time comes to buy.LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the time being,I'll keep hitting this site; &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/mariedigby"&gt;http://www.myspace.com/mariedigby&lt;/a&gt; to keep on listening to her songs.Wish i could play my electone like how she plays her guitar...and of coz i wish i could reach the notes like she could.Nvm...i'll keep practicing.Hihi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marié Digby on facebook : &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/MarieDigby"&gt;http://www.facebook.com/MarieDigby&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6969425911592438468-5322685030532685000?l=ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.myspace.com/mariedigby' title='Marié Digby'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/5322685030532685000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6969425911592438468&amp;postID=5322685030532685000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/5322685030532685000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/5322685030532685000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/2008/02/mari-digby.html' title='Marié Digby'/><author><name>. Ruz .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02953554278482248308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_hO1Io-xbu9Y/SIna7FkJTkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qLuRagZNF_s/S220/shopaholic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6969425911592438468.post-6485174170833520412</id><published>2008-02-24T15:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T19:31:32.374+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The National Library</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now and Then&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First time i've been in the National Library was when i was about 8 years old.&lt;br /&gt;Was taken there by my dad. He had to do some research on something i guess.&lt;br /&gt;He left me at the childrens' library...gawd knows for how many hours.&lt;br /&gt;The books there were pretty old back then.Hardly found anything i'm interested in.LOL.&lt;br /&gt;And yeah..i was all alone. No siblings with me..no cousins and no friends. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd time i was there...i was 15 years old; had to get my Geography or History researh paper done. Was with a few friends. I'm sure my bestfriend Al is one of them.Stuff there were of coz old....LOL And there were alot of teenagers and people in their 20's.Probably some university students.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many more times.....can't remember...but i'm sure itz for my research paper (again...).&lt;br /&gt;And yeah..i only remember being there with my bestfriend Al.The very last time i went with her was when i was 17.Think i was studying for my SPM (Malaysian O Level).Was with Al and her sis.We "rented" the cube...it was meant for 2 only so her sis didn't get to come in.After around 30mins of checking into the cube..we secretly drag her sis with us.LOL...and we brought in food.Dunno why we did that....hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've only been there with my bf once....can't remember why we went here....but i had to wait for him to line up and register and renew my membership.The line at the library was forever long back then so whoever who is not a member and plans to go to the library,they'll go very early in the morning..*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My very recent visit is yesterday (23rd Feb 2008) just cause my bro wants to go so very badly...haih..it was already 230pm when we left home and i prayed hard the line won't be long.I hate waiting!!!Anyway, the admin changed already!!Thank god.Everything is more organized now.they have a counter where you can enquire about stuff and take the number for you to queue and about 4 counters to handle registration *phew*&lt;br /&gt;I renewed my membership and my bro got himself registered.Each costs RM1 each.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since he is only 11 years old...we have to go to the childrens' library...it looks more like a nursery to me...and at times it looks like a playground..not that it only looks that way...it also sounds that way...Gosh...how come no one ensures the kids behave like how they have to behave in a library???????I sat at one corner..opened my Unix book and turned on my iPod(Thank god 4 d iPod).what i observed was...girls would sit at a table and read some story books or get their homeworks done while the boys run around the library and make lotsa noise.The range of age of girls who made noise was between 3 to 6 years old.Boys???99% with the age between 4 to 11 years old....funny.The maturity level is very obvious and the difference is pretty big.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some parents just leave their children there.Some stayed with their children.I see it as a great thing that the parents encourage their children to read; Malaysians hardly read!!!!However, with children missing almost one every month..i believe it is best if the parents could keep an eye on their children all the time especially if their children are girls;the culprit seems to aim girls... :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Overall view&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The admin has definitely improved.&lt;br /&gt;The library is more or less like how i remembered it.&lt;br /&gt;The childrens' library has better collection. The facilities were upgraded too.&lt;br /&gt;I hope they would provide free wi-fi soon; Starbucks could..why can't the National Library,rite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6969425911592438468-6485174170833520412?l=ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.pnm.my/pnmx/public/index.php' title='The National Library'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/6485174170833520412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6969425911592438468&amp;postID=6485174170833520412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/6485174170833520412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/6485174170833520412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/2008/02/national-library.html' title='The National Library'/><author><name>. Ruz .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02953554278482248308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_hO1Io-xbu9Y/SIna7FkJTkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qLuRagZNF_s/S220/shopaholic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6969425911592438468.post-7210883841727413548</id><published>2008-02-24T15:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T02:19:34.923+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blabs'/><title type='text'>My 23rd February</title><content type='html'>Thought the day started well...boy was i wrong :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Morning&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ran some errands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Noon &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sang few songs on the karaoke system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Afternoon&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picked up my youngest bro from his tuition class.&lt;br /&gt;Took my youngest bro to the National Library just cause he wanted to go so much; had to keep my eyes wide open....yeah i have no sense of direction...thank god i reached the library without getting lost. *phew*&lt;br /&gt;Read some chapters of SAMS Teach Yourself Unix in 10 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;Discovered someone ran into the side of my car (passenger side)...*sighhhh*&lt;br /&gt;That practically ruinned my day :(&lt;br /&gt;It won't cost much to get it fixed..juz that the door is a lil it dented so it needs to be knocked from the inside...gawd knows when will i get it done.I dunno which idiotic doesn't know how to drive a car..&lt;br /&gt;Well,if you can't handle a big car, get small car.&lt;br /&gt;If you can't handle a small car, get yourself a motorbike.&lt;br /&gt;If you can't handle anything...just use public transportation.&lt;br /&gt;Nuff said!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6969425911592438468-7210883841727413548?l=ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/7210883841727413548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6969425911592438468&amp;postID=7210883841727413548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/7210883841727413548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/7210883841727413548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/2008/02/my-23rd-february.html' title='My 23rd February'/><author><name>. Ruz .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02953554278482248308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_hO1Io-xbu9Y/SIna7FkJTkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qLuRagZNF_s/S220/shopaholic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6969425911592438468.post-7524069764661818095</id><published>2008-02-24T15:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T02:19:34.924+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blabs'/><title type='text'>A Brand New Beginning</title><content type='html'>Letz see what'z nice about blogging.&lt;br /&gt;So..i guess i'll start here and see if i can keep on posting ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Objectives : &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Express how i feel about things around me.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Share my experiences with those who even bothers to read my stuff.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Improve my writing skills and of course English! :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Why do i have to have objectives in the first place?Keep coming back to understand me better ;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6969425911592438468-7524069764661818095?l=ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/7524069764661818095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6969425911592438468&amp;postID=7524069764661818095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/7524069764661818095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6969425911592438468/posts/default/7524069764661818095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruzsthoughts.blogspot.com/2008/02/brand-new-beginning.html' title='A Brand New Beginning'/><author><name>. 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