<?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-7581565666793782671</id><updated>2011-09-29T07:33:27.024+08:00</updated><category term='Life&apos;s Like Crumbs'/><category term='Daily Life of a Cookie'/><category term='Cookie on Net'/><category term='Cookie&apos;s Life in SG'/><category term='Songs with Cookie'/><category term='Working Cookie'/><title type='text'>SquareCookies - Not your usual round cookies</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Square Cookies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01100431648419702433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rsa9nH5nY-s/Sd3udU0nMhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6Tl31qF0onA/S220/cat05.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>167</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7581565666793782671.post-2437216897265359244</id><published>2010-12-29T23:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T23:37:33.106+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life of a Cookie'/><title type='text'>When it ends, it begins!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Time passes so fast that it is 30th December already. Looking at one year ago, I realised that I was so free that I was able to update this little blog of mine so often. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It is a regret that I did not spend enough time penning down the memories throughout year 2010. This year is one of the best year that I ever had, and it is all because of the people around me, and you know who you are. :D Of course, not only exclusively for one single person. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;What’s to remember? 3.2.10, new environment, vacations &amp;amp; trips, brother’s marriage, new toy &amp;amp; gadgets, friends (you guys are ouh-some!).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The lacking? My lack of perseverance and effort in trying to shed some pounds off. And, also, my stupid temper. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So, let’s hope for a even better year in 2011. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My wishes? Hoping for the L to turn S. Healthy mind and body (for meself and all). Wealth $.$ (not complaining but more is always welcome :P) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Oh oh, and everything will be as smooth as tofu. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ciao, 2010. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Greetings, 2011.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Have a nice and fabulous year ahead. May the force make everything possible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7581565666793782671-2437216897265359244?l=squarecookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/feeds/2437216897265359244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2010/12/when-it-ends-it-begins.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/2437216897265359244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/2437216897265359244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2010/12/when-it-ends-it-begins.html' title='When it ends, it begins!'/><author><name>Square Cookies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01100431648419702433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rsa9nH5nY-s/Sd3udU0nMhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6Tl31qF0onA/S220/cat05.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7581565666793782671.post-7465387766507708496</id><published>2010-11-15T20:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-15T20:03:32.388+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cookie&apos;s Life in SG'/><title type='text'>Fire II</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Ok. I don't hope for a second time. But I think those people are either no brainer or just don't learn the lesson or just being plainly ignorant and lazy.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They put up the newspaper again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1263/5178496900_cdc2ffdbd4.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 374px; height: 500px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I'm hoping the worst won't happen. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7581565666793782671-7465387766507708496?l=squarecookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/feeds/7465387766507708496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2010/11/fire-ii.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/7465387766507708496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/7465387766507708496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2010/11/fire-ii.html' title='Fire II'/><author><name>Square Cookies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01100431648419702433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rsa9nH5nY-s/Sd3udU0nMhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6Tl31qF0onA/S220/cat05.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1263/5178496900_cdc2ffdbd4_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7581565666793782671.post-8887756339618955263</id><published>2010-10-24T11:53:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-24T12:01:58.656+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cookie&apos;s Life in SG'/><title type='text'>Fire</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I know it is a matter of time before it caught fire. Indeed, it did yesterday when I was trying to fix a quick dinner. What happened eh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My housemates (from China, btw) put a layer of newspaper on the wall (already fixed with metal) so that they won't need to wipe the wall every time the oil splashes on it. Good idea eh? Or not so good when you think that the paper is a easy to burn thingy and when you don't tape it properly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It caught fire so quickly that I have to take water from sink to put it off. Now, I should be thankful that the wooden cupboard did not catch the fire. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sigh, this latest group of tenants giving me problems. Not flushing toilet, no cleaning it either, no mopping the floor in the kitchen after use and it is super sticky. Not to mention, did not turn off the switch after use as well as the windows left it open just like that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Some things are just very basic. :( I don't care how dirty the room is, but the common area must be clean. Complaining to my landlord doesn't seem to help.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;On other note, this morning I woke up with pain on chest. Hmm, actually can feel when I was sleeping. Should I pay doctor a visit? Or just a tad too tired that makes it pain...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7581565666793782671-8887756339618955263?l=squarecookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/feeds/8887756339618955263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2010/10/fire.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/8887756339618955263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/8887756339618955263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2010/10/fire.html' title='Fire'/><author><name>Square Cookies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01100431648419702433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rsa9nH5nY-s/Sd3udU0nMhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6Tl31qF0onA/S220/cat05.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7581565666793782671.post-153871737493694847</id><published>2010-10-20T11:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T11:57:00.125+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life of a Cookie'/><title type='text'>20102010</title><content type='html'>Bro's ROM today.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:) finally after so long. Congratulations!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7581565666793782671-153871737493694847?l=squarecookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/feeds/153871737493694847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2010/10/20102010.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/153871737493694847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/153871737493694847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2010/10/20102010.html' title='20102010'/><author><name>Square Cookies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01100431648419702433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rsa9nH5nY-s/Sd3udU0nMhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6Tl31qF0onA/S220/cat05.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7581565666793782671.post-4078167588084396335</id><published>2010-10-18T23:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T23:56:36.947+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life of a Cookie'/><title type='text'>Harlo</title><content type='html'>Good day.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good. You all should feel good today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel like crap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kthxbai.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7581565666793782671-4078167588084396335?l=squarecookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/feeds/4078167588084396335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2010/10/harlo.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/4078167588084396335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/4078167588084396335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2010/10/harlo.html' title='Harlo'/><author><name>Square Cookies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01100431648419702433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rsa9nH5nY-s/Sd3udU0nMhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6Tl31qF0onA/S220/cat05.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7581565666793782671.post-4372292153095179094</id><published>2010-09-30T22:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-30T22:31:54.081+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Working Cookie'/><title type='text'>Scenarios... 1 2 3 A B C Rev1 Rev1.1....</title><content type='html'>Take it easy!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Things will change as time passes by! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I seriously can't keep up with the speed... Been running too much scenarios.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Don't worry, the next thing you know, it changes again."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7581565666793782671-4372292153095179094?l=squarecookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/feeds/4372292153095179094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2010/09/scenarios-1-2-3-b-c-rev1-rev11.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/4372292153095179094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/4372292153095179094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2010/09/scenarios-1-2-3-b-c-rev1-rev11.html' title='Scenarios... 1 2 3 A B C Rev1 Rev1.1....'/><author><name>Square Cookies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01100431648419702433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rsa9nH5nY-s/Sd3udU0nMhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6Tl31qF0onA/S220/cat05.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7581565666793782671.post-8482518418447147514</id><published>2010-08-31T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-01T00:04:28.342+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life of a Cookie'/><title type='text'>How long has it been?</title><content type='html'>Wow, it has been more than a month I have been missing in action.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm doing good, and a tad busy with little things here and there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Will find some time to post up some stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But for now, I feel like finding a spot to curl and sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The weather is not exactly very cold, but I feel cold. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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/7581565666793782671-8482518418447147514?l=squarecookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/feeds/8482518418447147514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2010/08/how-long-has-it-been.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/8482518418447147514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/8482518418447147514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2010/08/how-long-has-it-been.html' title='How long has it been?'/><author><name>Square Cookies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01100431648419702433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rsa9nH5nY-s/Sd3udU0nMhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6Tl31qF0onA/S220/cat05.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7581565666793782671.post-6026755474661931061</id><published>2010-07-30T00:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-30T00:01:45.185+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life of a Cookie'/><title type='text'>:( Me... me... *shy*</title><content type='html'>Lau sai tim... since morning...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wish I could take MC with this diarrhea, but tomorrow is another busy day. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7581565666793782671-6026755474661931061?l=squarecookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/feeds/6026755474661931061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2010/07/me-me-shy.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/6026755474661931061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/6026755474661931061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2010/07/me-me-shy.html' title=':( Me... me... *shy*'/><author><name>Square Cookies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01100431648419702433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rsa9nH5nY-s/Sd3udU0nMhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6Tl31qF0onA/S220/cat05.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7581565666793782671.post-5910301534761476255</id><published>2010-07-29T23:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-29T23:40:03.656+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life of a Cookie'/><title type='text'>Too much of everything?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My heart goes&lt;i&gt; "pipop pipop pipop"&lt;/i&gt; at a very fast rate. Something that I seldom feel unless I am very uneasy or nervous.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But I'm feeling neither of those. Is it because of the coffee I take everyday? Caffeine addiction?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hmmm, maybe I should lay off coffee for awhile as advised.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I can hear my own heartbeat o.O Normally we don't, right? The feel is as though the heart wants to jump out. o.O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I have this stupid feeling that I want to go into hibernate mode, sleeping for a few days. Maybe I should... Weekends coming. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Man, I feel like crap. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7581565666793782671-5910301534761476255?l=squarecookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/feeds/5910301534761476255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2010/07/too-much-of-everything.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/5910301534761476255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/5910301534761476255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2010/07/too-much-of-everything.html' title='Too much of everything?'/><author><name>Square Cookies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01100431648419702433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rsa9nH5nY-s/Sd3udU0nMhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6Tl31qF0onA/S220/cat05.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7581565666793782671.post-6742162852942620471</id><published>2010-07-24T23:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T01:47:18.580+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life of a Cookie'/><title type='text'>Very funny and weird meh?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Today, when I was queuing up for my movie ticket (Inception, btw), I heard the two girls behind me mentioning out loudly, "Eh, one person watching ar? Is it fun?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Uh, hullo, I am not deaf, I can hear you clearly. I can understand Mandarin. And I know I am watching it alone, and it is not for the first time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is it that weird to be alone in the mall? Or sitting at a corner enjoying my meal? Or watching the movie that I wanted to watch ALONE?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have enough of my own imaginary audiences to please, so, please spare me from needing to satisfy your curiousity or whatsoever. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;=.= &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7581565666793782671-6742162852942620471?l=squarecookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/feeds/6742162852942620471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2010/07/very-funny-and-weird-meh.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/6742162852942620471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/6742162852942620471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2010/07/very-funny-and-weird-meh.html' title='Very funny and weird meh?'/><author><name>Square Cookies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01100431648419702433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rsa9nH5nY-s/Sd3udU0nMhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6Tl31qF0onA/S220/cat05.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7581565666793782671.post-668610366505742286</id><published>2010-07-04T22:08:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T23:03:49.467+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life of a Cookie'/><title type='text'>Box specs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Oh, I'm talking about the laptop I am using.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I used to own a powderful desktop with nice specs and such, but when I moved to SG, I decided that it should not be following me. So, naturally, a laptop would be a nice thing to have and it is highly portable. (I would love to own a desktop, but since I am like a nomad now, laptop would be a wiser choice.) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And hunting for a laptop in such a short period of time and with limited knowledge on laptops, I didn't manage to buy one before moving here. My brother got me his old laptop and I was thinking, "Ah, as long as I can online, no prob." So I settled with that until I have the time and money to get a new one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Now, folks, tell me, should I buy a new one with the current laptop specs like this?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4097/4760566492_0aa7b02716.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 418px; height: 486px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4097/4760566492_0aa7b02716.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The speed is really amazing. I can only play 1 Facebook flash game at a given time. And the lagness increases as such, Baking Life &gt; Restaurant City &gt; Pet Society. Do expect a few minutes of hanging there and everything frozen up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And, it hangs when multiple ppl MSN me. And you want to watch movies? Prepare for the voice first, graphics later. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;*darn, this is getting on my nerves*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I don't now if the decision to get a new one is a wise one or a waste. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I don't know how to answer when I was asked, this laptop cannot be used already?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I don't know how to tell them that I can't watch movies nor play games with it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I don't know how to tell them that a computer is a necessity and my sole entertainment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I don't know how to tell them that the lag and hang thingy is getting on my nerves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I don't know how to justify that a new laptop with a RM3k budget is not a waste and well worth the money.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I don't know how to tell them that I am unhappy, that I can't be doing the things I want with the current box.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I can't edit photo without expecting it to be lag. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I can't use any microsoft office applications as I didn't managed to installed it. I don't know why.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I can't plug in the mic!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I just can't use it as freely. -_-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7581565666793782671-668610366505742286?l=squarecookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/feeds/668610366505742286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2010/07/box-specs.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/668610366505742286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/668610366505742286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2010/07/box-specs.html' title='Box specs'/><author><name>Square Cookies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01100431648419702433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rsa9nH5nY-s/Sd3udU0nMhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6Tl31qF0onA/S220/cat05.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4097/4760566492_0aa7b02716_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7581565666793782671.post-9025351086605238684</id><published>2010-07-03T20:18:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T23:04:09.632+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life of a Cookie'/><title type='text'>Loots~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Someone requested pictures of my breads and tidbits when I started to describe how nice it is the "polo pao" that I bought.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hehehe, cripsy outside, soft soft inside and inside is not empty!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4073/4757505552_8c1fcf5019_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 180px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4073/4757505552_8c1fcf5019_m.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Original "Polo Pao"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4136/4756879453_de0535070a_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 180px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4136/4756879453_de0535070a_m.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mini Chocolate "Polo Pao"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4094/4756874363_2d1592f2f7_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 180px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4094/4756874363_2d1592f2f7_m.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Blueberry Mexican&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4135/4756889143_b8d57cb8a8_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 180px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4135/4756889143_b8d57cb8a8_m.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Indian murukus~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4139/4756910839_be9206bdec_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 180px; height: 240px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4139/4756910839_be9206bdec_m.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The monkey is eating all these stuff... Om nom nom nom!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Finishing it with Yakult~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4076/4757520318_a1b9d3c111_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 180px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4076/4757520318_a1b9d3c111_m.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7581565666793782671-9025351086605238684?l=squarecookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/feeds/9025351086605238684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2010/07/loots.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/9025351086605238684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/9025351086605238684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2010/07/loots.html' title='Loots~'/><author><name>Square Cookies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01100431648419702433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rsa9nH5nY-s/Sd3udU0nMhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6Tl31qF0onA/S220/cat05.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4073/4757505552_8c1fcf5019_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7581565666793782671.post-1237196449798796951</id><published>2010-07-03T18:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T23:05:16.374+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cookie&apos;s Life in SG'/><title type='text'>Stress? Or no stress?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm feeling stressful and there are a lot of factors contributing to my action where I have to resort to this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4074/4756710399_24cee6b509_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 180px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4074/4756710399_24cee6b509_m.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;That is what I would want to say, but sadly, that pack does not belong to me. :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;(Psst: Apparently ciggies are very expensive in SG. Hmm... SGD11.50 comparing to RM9.30. :P)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Weekends in Singapore is not exactly something that I would say is fun. Going out requires money and the cheapest of all is to crossover to Johor Bahru. That's what I am doing so far. One day in JB while another would be staying in my room in Singapore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Last few weeks there was a Popular book fair where most of the books are at 20% discounted price (now regretting why I didn't grab more.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This week they have a fashion show. I took a 3 minute video of someone playing violin! O.o He was quite good. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4082/4757362294_fc6310470e_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 180px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4082/4757362294_fc6310470e_m.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4082/4756729661_dbb5499dcc_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 180px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4082/4756729661_dbb5499dcc_m.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4080/4756733517_1a63be9dac_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 180px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4080/4756733517_1a63be9dac_m.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Oh, most people asked what I do in JB. What else? Have a good lunch or movie and I would buy breads and tidbits. Kekekeke!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7581565666793782671-1237196449798796951?l=squarecookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/feeds/1237196449798796951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2010/07/stress-or-no-stress.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/1237196449798796951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/1237196449798796951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2010/07/stress-or-no-stress.html' title='Stress? Or no stress?'/><author><name>Square Cookies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01100431648419702433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rsa9nH5nY-s/Sd3udU0nMhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6Tl31qF0onA/S220/cat05.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4074/4756710399_24cee6b509_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7581565666793782671.post-618530652213476540</id><published>2010-06-14T19:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T23:05:50.776+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life of a Cookie'/><title type='text'>Time flies...and ouch!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was still thinking 'bout Good Friday, Labour's day. Little that I realised, time flies and it is already mid June.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm typing this with one hand. My other hand? I can't even move it. I don't know what is the cause, but my right wrist seems swollen. Every moves hurt. I went to see the doctor in the in-house clinic. I'm not too sure if too many people ask him for medical leave, I'm pretty sure I didn't. I asked him what on earth could caused this, so that I can at least avoid/prevent if it is possible. He, in an impatient tone, replied, how would I know if you yourself don't know. Great, if I know, I won't be asking for your consultation, right, Mr. Doctor?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyways, he gave me medical leave (surprise!) and pain killers. He said he is giving me inflammatory meds and if it is not getting any better, I should go see him again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So, I spent whole day sleeping. Good for me as well as I did not have enough rest over the weekend. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sigh, I think I'm feeling lonely. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7581565666793782671-618530652213476540?l=squarecookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/feeds/618530652213476540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2010/06/time-fliesand-ouch.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/618530652213476540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/618530652213476540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2010/06/time-fliesand-ouch.html' title='Time flies...and ouch!'/><author><name>Square Cookies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01100431648419702433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rsa9nH5nY-s/Sd3udU0nMhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6Tl31qF0onA/S220/cat05.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7581565666793782671.post-4618157582811218443</id><published>2010-05-25T22:10:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T22:26:54.323+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cookie&apos;s Life in SG'/><title type='text'>Orchard~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Not the "dusun" k?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well, being such a &lt;i&gt;kampung&lt;/i&gt; person last time, I used to think what is this "Orchard" all about. Is it a place where there are different kinds of fruits there? How come so there are so many people there? Then only I know it is some place in Singapore. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Don't laugh k? *&lt;i&gt;shy&lt;/i&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;That is the only place I frequent the most during the 3 months here. The other day I was bored and went to the city to walk around. And, &lt;i&gt;ta-da&lt;/i&gt;a! I came across this!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4058/4638492427_8bf0913a45_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 180px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4058/4638492427_8bf0913a45_m.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;R Burger.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I don't know that there is burger made from collagen, and it tasted like Chinese pau with meat. o.o But it is soft. So soft and it feels bouncy too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I should really go other place and explore. Places like Little India, Bugis, Chinatown, or even Geylang. But every weekend, my arse is glued to the chair at home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'll go. One of these weekends. Though JB seems nearer and cheaper! I just found out how to go to the JB City Square. Silly me to figure it out now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7581565666793782671-4618157582811218443?l=squarecookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/feeds/4618157582811218443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2010/05/orchard.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/4618157582811218443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/4618157582811218443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2010/05/orchard.html' title='Orchard~'/><author><name>Square Cookies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01100431648419702433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rsa9nH5nY-s/Sd3udU0nMhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6Tl31qF0onA/S220/cat05.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4058/4638492427_8bf0913a45_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7581565666793782671.post-8460226969850728227</id><published>2010-05-23T22:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T22:03:44.032+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life of a Cookie'/><title type='text'>Yo yo! Hello world!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Greetings from me! Through my new toy! Or gadget. Hehe. I bought a used iPod touch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well, can't say that I'm very impressed with it but guess it could keep me occupied. Wait, let me rephrase that. Hope it could keep me occupied. I'm itching to get myself a psp. Next month! Hehe, and a new laptop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ciao! It's taking too much effort to blog from mobile devices.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7581565666793782671-8460226969850728227?l=squarecookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/feeds/8460226969850728227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2010/05/yo-yo-hello-world.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/8460226969850728227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/8460226969850728227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2010/05/yo-yo-hello-world.html' title='Yo yo! Hello world!'/><author><name>Square Cookies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01100431648419702433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rsa9nH5nY-s/Sd3udU0nMhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6Tl31qF0onA/S220/cat05.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7581565666793782671.post-3336111700416044495</id><published>2010-05-15T00:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T01:09:26.592+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life of a Cookie'/><title type='text'>Whee~ Me blog 1 year old!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hey peeps, it is Friday again. You know, Fridays and I have nothing better to do over here in my room in Singapore, so I open up my blog and start reading back my blog posts. It does seem like I wrote a lot for the over 1 year. (OMG OMG, my blog one year old already! I forgot to celebrate. *sobs*)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Looking back at those posts, I am actually glad that I did write them down. It made me remember the past, how I felt back then. And crossing over 2010, it doesn’t really seem that good. I seem to be emotional, and it was also in early January 2010 when I decided to make this blog a private one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Since March, I have been busy travelling to and fro between Malaysia and Singapore. Only this month I have been scaling down my travel frequency. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My life does not have much change compare to previously in Muar. Well, maybe not as cheerful as last time. I can’t say life has not been good to me. Being contented is the keyword right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It is May now. Seven more months and another year will end. I wonder what I have and will achieve by then. Maybe it is time to dig out my old list, and start to make some goals and make sure it is achieved.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/7581565666793782671-3336111700416044495?l=squarecookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/feeds/3336111700416044495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2010/05/whee-me-blog-1-year-old.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/3336111700416044495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/3336111700416044495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2010/05/whee-me-blog-1-year-old.html' title='Whee~ Me blog 1 year old!'/><author><name>Square Cookies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01100431648419702433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rsa9nH5nY-s/Sd3udU0nMhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6Tl31qF0onA/S220/cat05.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7581565666793782671.post-8234581405402042416</id><published>2010-05-11T22:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T22:32:49.325+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life of a Cookie'/><title type='text'>Counting the days</title><content type='html'>Exactly 30 more days before I could lay my eyes on you again.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7581565666793782671-8234581405402042416?l=squarecookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/feeds/8234581405402042416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2010/05/counting-days.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/8234581405402042416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/8234581405402042416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2010/05/counting-days.html' title='Counting the days'/><author><name>Square Cookies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01100431648419702433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rsa9nH5nY-s/Sd3udU0nMhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6Tl31qF0onA/S220/cat05.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7581565666793782671.post-2923088297538638985</id><published>2010-05-10T19:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T20:06:10.847+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life of a Cookie'/><title type='text'>Picking up something along the way...</title><content type='html'>Well, I'm bored and I have no one to talk to lately. Minus the chatting over the MSN please.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know why, when I have no one to talk to, and I feel like talking, I would call my mum. And my mum knows that I am bored. Hahahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I remember that there was this one time, I called back to instruct her how to properly store some stuffs I bought for her. After I finished telling her what she should do, she told me that she told my dad that I must be calling her just because I feel bored. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am picking up on some artwork stuff. A lot of stuffs happened for the past few months, and I find that sketching might be a good way to remember what happened. Hopefully I can stick to this. I know I could do better using software but judging from the condition of my laptop, I will vomit blood before I could get anything done. Anyways, old style way, sometimes feels better than looking at it in the pc. I don't need to immortalise everything. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7581565666793782671-2923088297538638985?l=squarecookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/feeds/2923088297538638985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2010/05/picking-up-something-along-way.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/2923088297538638985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/2923088297538638985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2010/05/picking-up-something-along-way.html' title='Picking up something along the way...'/><author><name>Square Cookies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01100431648419702433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rsa9nH5nY-s/Sd3udU0nMhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6Tl31qF0onA/S220/cat05.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7581565666793782671.post-169594817970760141</id><published>2010-05-06T21:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T22:11:04.375+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life of a Cookie'/><title type='text'>May Day~</title><content type='html'>It is May already.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was a nice holiday during the first week of May. Went Malacca for a holiday. I guess it is not all about the places you go but is about who you go with. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It has been two months since I moved to Singapore. Life is still as boring like how it used to be. Or worse?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is a bit frustrating knowing what you want yet you can't do anything about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think I'm getting a bit incoherent already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ah I know, I didn't managed to get my daily dose of some stuff today. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sigh, off to bed. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7581565666793782671-169594817970760141?l=squarecookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/feeds/169594817970760141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2010/05/may-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/169594817970760141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/169594817970760141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2010/05/may-day.html' title='May Day~'/><author><name>Square Cookies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01100431648419702433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rsa9nH5nY-s/Sd3udU0nMhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6Tl31qF0onA/S220/cat05.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7581565666793782671.post-7188235885872470163</id><published>2010-04-14T21:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T22:03:47.775+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life of a Cookie'/><title type='text'>Color~ Color~ Where art thou?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Something I posted somewhere in the net...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Sometimes I do feel that life is so gray. Colors, have you abandoned me?&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Life is kinda boring lately. Or it is just me getting sicker and sicker with the life routine?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Everyone has been complaining about the same thing. The exactly same routine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Work.Eat.Work.Eat.Rest.Sleep.Repeat from beginning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Maybe I need a hobby. Maybe I shouldn't sleep 9-10 hours a day. That, I think, is making my life so boring. Can anyone suggest me a hobby?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7581565666793782671-7188235885872470163?l=squarecookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/feeds/7188235885872470163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2010/04/color-color-where-art-thou.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/7188235885872470163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/7188235885872470163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2010/04/color-color-where-art-thou.html' title='Color~ Color~ Where art thou?'/><author><name>Square Cookies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01100431648419702433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rsa9nH5nY-s/Sd3udU0nMhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6Tl31qF0onA/S220/cat05.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7581565666793782671.post-8585500848160941952</id><published>2010-04-11T01:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T01:56:43.029+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cookie&apos;s Life in SG'/><title type='text'>Singapore, A New Aquarium</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Let's get our imagination go wild. Me is moving from a big pond to a smaller bowl of aquarium fit for a goldfish. (Well, normally those folks do have their goldfish in bowl shape aquarium, right?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Singapore, to me is like a small aquarium. You swim to the right, you hit the wall. You swim to the left, you hit the wall again. That's the "benefit" of staying in an overcrowded island. o.O Imagine you put 4 goldfish in a small aquarium...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Based on my observation (Might be wrong okay? Just MHO.) , there are a few things you can't avoid seeing or doing in Singapore. And nope, I'm not complaining. I am just amused and amazed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;No. 1:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;There are a lot of figures around and almost same road names. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Let me give you some examples. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You got Block36, 888, 202, 18... etc etc. You got bus number 170, 160, 168, 903, 912, 913... etc etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Then, you got Marsiling Lane, Marsiling Drive etc etc, Woodlands Ave 1, 2, 3, etc etc. Pardon me, I think they got like avenue, drive, lane, road, and I can't keep track of all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;No. 2:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Wherever you go, first rule, please queue up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When do you queue? When you buy food, when you cross roads, when you wait for bus or cab, when you want to do some business in washroom, etc etc. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;No. 3:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I don't know if it is me or it is like that? Hmm, people here either, shopping or chilling out at places to listen to live bands. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;No. 4:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Most people, young or old, got earphones in their ears most of the time. (Fuh, I'm doing that lately.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'll add on more to the list later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Oh, oh, I got my Singapore mobile number already. (FINALLY) It is a prepaid one though. And it requires me to top up every 6 months. Woooot! If and only if I don't use it that often.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Oh by the way, you guys know that I can be contacted at my MY mobile number at night right? I am staying near MY enough to receive Maxis signal. Wooooot again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So far, I managed to explore a little of Orchard Road and City Hall areas, hopefully can go more places, but heck, I'll take my own sweet time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Time to sleep. Night night~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;I miss my car car... :( &lt;/strike&gt; Brainwashing ownself - MRT and buses is a better choice...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Entertainment~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4030/4508465780_ffe2cc3ef9_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 240px; " src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4030/4508465780_ffe2cc3ef9_m.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Imagine an aquarium.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4047/4508465788_4967a21864_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 221px; height: 240px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4047/4508465788_4967a21864_m.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And imagine that aquarium filled with lots of these....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7581565666793782671-8585500848160941952?l=squarecookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/feeds/8585500848160941952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2010/04/singapore-new-aquarium.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/8585500848160941952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/8585500848160941952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2010/04/singapore-new-aquarium.html' title='Singapore, A New Aquarium'/><author><name>Square Cookies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01100431648419702433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rsa9nH5nY-s/Sd3udU0nMhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6Tl31qF0onA/S220/cat05.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4030/4508465780_ffe2cc3ef9_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7581565666793782671.post-897994269192925882</id><published>2010-03-28T23:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T23:26:35.263+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life of a Cookie'/><title type='text'>When you are in Rome, do as the Romans do.</title><content type='html'>There are things that I want to say and write, yet there are things that I can't do it that way.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What I can tell myself and others is, when you are in Rome, do as the Romans do. Applies to me when I'm at your mercy, and APPLIES TO YOU when you are at my territory. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the other hand, man, I should learn how to keep my mouth shut, stop justifying and learn to just say yes. Less words from the mouth, less troubles. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pardon me, I'm irritated, I'm disturbed and I'm emoing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7581565666793782671-897994269192925882?l=squarecookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/feeds/897994269192925882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2010/03/when-you-are-in-rome-do-as-romans-do.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/897994269192925882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/897994269192925882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2010/03/when-you-are-in-rome-do-as-romans-do.html' title='When you are in Rome, do as the Romans do.'/><author><name>Square Cookies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01100431648419702433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rsa9nH5nY-s/Sd3udU0nMhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6Tl31qF0onA/S220/cat05.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7581565666793782671.post-7371517354983704899</id><published>2010-03-28T00:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T01:49:11.976+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cookie&apos;s Life in SG'/><title type='text'>SC in Singapore, surviving..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It has been quite some time since I last updated my blog. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm still alive, struggling to adjust myself to the lifestyle in Singapore. It is not that bad actually. The tough part would be adjusting myself to another lonely world again. This is kind of ironic because the main reason why I wanted to change a job in the first place is for a new environment and desperately hoping that it would be nearer to my family. The one up there really loves to arrange me to go further and further south. Not that I have a lot to complain, I know that things often turns out 180 degree different from what we want or planned. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;That aside, now I am walking to work everyday taking up to almost an hour everyday. I am seriously considering buying a secondhand bicycle. I can save up a little energy by cycling and I could cycle to the nearest mall too (heck, I could save SGD1.40 bus fare!). Man, should start bringing calculator with me. Wait, I do use phone calculator. Poking and multiplying everything with 2.4 thus reminding me not to simply spend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And that stupid habit subsequently contributes to my indecisiveness on whether to sign up for an iphone plan or not. GOD, this is a tough one. Might be easy for some but heck, I have damn lot of considerations. If I stay at my current place, I wont be calling a lot which means I don't even need an Singapore phone other than calling locally. What if I move? Sheesh. Then, iphone is cheap. And I have 20% discount. The package would cost me SGD50 a month for 2 years with 300 minutes of free calls and 12GB data package. I would just need to pay SGD400 for the phone! Dang. But I guess I will be under utilizing it as I don't think I would need it. Argh, I sucks at this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;That aside, the food is much cheaper if you compare dollar to dollar, if you convert, omg, eat bread also much more expensive. Sien. It is not that I am earning not enough to support myself, but imagining every 2.4 that you could save! I should be staying in much cheaper place!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hahaha I know all I have here is rants rants rants and rants. Just bear with me. I think I'll survive. But for how long I don't know. Life is boring. Or maybe it is just me that have not find the entertainment yet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ciao peeps. While I'm trying to fit in the society, I hope you guys are having good time there. I shall see you all when possible. Don't forget me! I am still alive!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7581565666793782671-7371517354983704899?l=squarecookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/feeds/7371517354983704899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2010/03/sc-in-singapore-surviving.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/7371517354983704899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/7371517354983704899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2010/03/sc-in-singapore-surviving.html' title='SC in Singapore, surviving..'/><author><name>Square Cookies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01100431648419702433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rsa9nH5nY-s/Sd3udU0nMhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6Tl31qF0onA/S220/cat05.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7581565666793782671.post-6071567309754518754</id><published>2010-03-15T23:50:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T01:50:10.270+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life of a Cookie'/><title type='text'>SC lost somewhere ...</title><content type='html'>Well, I'm at a stage where I'm trying to adjust to a new life. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With new place, with someone new.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, I'll just scoot off for a little while.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Will be back soon. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7581565666793782671-6071567309754518754?l=squarecookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/feeds/6071567309754518754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2010/03/sc-lost-somewhere.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/6071567309754518754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/6071567309754518754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2010/03/sc-lost-somewhere.html' title='SC lost somewhere ...'/><author><name>Square Cookies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01100431648419702433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rsa9nH5nY-s/Sd3udU0nMhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6Tl31qF0onA/S220/cat05.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7581565666793782671.post-6795887873773096670</id><published>2010-02-12T19:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T19:08:41.959+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life of a Cookie'/><title type='text'>Happy Chinese New Year and....</title><content type='html'>Happy Valentine's Day!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehehe, I'll be going back hometown in approximately 9 hours. That is after I pack my stuff, throw everything into car, top up my TnG and... have the big big wantan in Muar first~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^^ Happy Chinese New Year peeps. Enjoy your holidays and be safe on your journey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh, and Happy Valentine's Day to all, especially you!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehehehe, I love tigers~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7581565666793782671-6795887873773096670?l=squarecookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/feeds/6795887873773096670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-chinese-new-year-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/6795887873773096670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/6795887873773096670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-chinese-new-year-and.html' title='Happy Chinese New Year and....'/><author><name>Square Cookies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01100431648419702433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rsa9nH5nY-s/Sd3udU0nMhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6Tl31qF0onA/S220/cat05.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7581565666793782671.post-6372951971719455948</id><published>2010-02-09T17:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T17:19:04.920+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Working Cookie'/><title type='text'>That's IT.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I did it on 26th Jan 2010, ending my 2 years 2 months tenure here. I'm free and is going to have a long break for CNY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the only thing that makes me never regret being there would be the group of people I met. (read: those within the age range 20-30.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I am not satisfied with certain things. I am going to make it big. I don't think it is right, and I don't think I want to keep quiet about it and do nothing about it. Not after being treated the same way twice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not such a forgiving person after all. I am not such a nice person that I'll ignore those things and give face to everyone. At least not at my expense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I'm emotional. I'm temperamental. I just couldn't stomach this. Not this time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7581565666793782671-6372951971719455948?l=squarecookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/feeds/6372951971719455948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2010/02/thats-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/6372951971719455948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/6372951971719455948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2010/02/thats-it.html' title='That&apos;s IT.'/><author><name>Square Cookies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01100431648419702433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rsa9nH5nY-s/Sd3udU0nMhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6Tl31qF0onA/S220/cat05.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7581565666793782671.post-4676862168455303126</id><published>2010-02-09T16:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T17:12:35.099+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life of a Cookie'/><title type='text'>Lost between two towers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It was a nice weekend. I had loads of fun on Friday night, getting crazy with my colleagues. Didn't exactly know that it would a three person farewell instead of two people. I think I overdid it. Sore throat now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I think I drank too much on Saturday and Sunday. It was a fun gathering on Sat night. I obtained a lot of information. [actually overloaded summore] And... and... I SUCK AT POOL. *sob*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea, I watched Woohoo Tiger already. It is indeed a ncie movie from our local production. I don't have high expectation for movies. I think anything cute would really catch my attention. Anyone know where I can get the tiger tail? I wanna poke people with it. Hahahaha. And I got the 5 cute little tigers waiting for me at hometown~ Happy happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got lost somewhere in between the two towers. First time me doing that in public actually. I'm as nervous as you and also as shy. I know you won't believe that I am shy. Maybe I am moving too fast. Someone please teach me how to hold on the brake?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7581565666793782671-4676862168455303126?l=squarecookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/feeds/4676862168455303126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2010/02/lost-between-two-towers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/4676862168455303126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/4676862168455303126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2010/02/lost-between-two-towers.html' title='Lost between two towers'/><author><name>Square Cookies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01100431648419702433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rsa9nH5nY-s/Sd3udU0nMhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6Tl31qF0onA/S220/cat05.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7581565666793782671.post-8316155724616313462</id><published>2010-02-05T16:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T16:57:14.800+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Working Cookie'/><title type='text'>5th Feb 2010 - Farewell with me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"Here! Go home and practice it!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We are going to make sure you sing it!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Don't worry, each of us would be singing a song for you!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You girls and guys are just superb. I never regret coming to Muar because I get to meet you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to miss the lunch time together. I'm going to miss those cold and stupid jokes. I'm going to miss the crazy times together. I'm going to miss each and every one of you peeps. I am not the youngest in the group, yet I'm being treated as one. I can't say I don't enjoy that treatment. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*God, I think the most epic of all is the train joke.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really touched that you guys willing to spend your precious time celebrating my farewell with me. [That including declining the invitation to grand dinner by suppliers!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It is not a farewell. I see it as an outing."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really happy when you said that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This round outing is going to be a blast. 15 of us going from Muar and 1 from KL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just love you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And and and I'll try to make it for the Kukup trip. And I shall see some of you peeps during our Cambodia trip. Hopefully I can make it there!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7581565666793782671-8316155724616313462?l=squarecookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/feeds/8316155724616313462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2010/02/5th-feb-2010-farewell-with-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/8316155724616313462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/8316155724616313462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2010/02/5th-feb-2010-farewell-with-me.html' title='5th Feb 2010 - Farewell with me!'/><author><name>Square Cookies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01100431648419702433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rsa9nH5nY-s/Sd3udU0nMhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6Tl31qF0onA/S220/cat05.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7581565666793782671.post-5965225281413845155</id><published>2010-02-04T18:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T18:08:12.505+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life of a Cookie'/><title type='text'>Are your legs tired?</title><content type='html'>... cos you have been running in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some lame stuff that a friend taught me. I find it &lt;em&gt;kolot&lt;/em&gt;  but it is funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean it though, that I have been thinking of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to tell you but I'm afraid of being too clingy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7581565666793782671-5965225281413845155?l=squarecookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/feeds/5965225281413845155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2010/02/are-your-legs-tired.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/5965225281413845155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/5965225281413845155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2010/02/are-your-legs-tired.html' title='Are your legs tired?'/><author><name>Square Cookies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01100431648419702433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rsa9nH5nY-s/Sd3udU0nMhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6Tl31qF0onA/S220/cat05.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7581565666793782671.post-2432328915210656710</id><published>2010-02-01T15:00:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T11:56:21.188+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life of a Cookie'/><title type='text'>Sleepiness practically seep in all my pores</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I thought that I would feel better today. I really thought so. Even though I still wearing that bored expression on my face, I still do laugh and smile more than usual. Colleagues are cracking up jokes and trying to be funny. One of my colleagues is sending out some Valentine’s related gifts promotion email. My junior asked if I want flowers for Valentine’s. He is so cute with all the expressions on his face while saying that. The guys are trying to tease me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is more happening than usual. Perhaps it is because Chinese New Year is near and also I’ll be leaving the company. I should have felt happier and lighter. I should, but I don’t know why my head is feeling heavier than usual. So heavy that I feel dizzy. I can see little chicks with stars doing a merry-go-round. It feels as if oxygen is lacking. Maybe I just need a good night sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like curling up in my comfort zone, not wanting to be awake. I want to live in my own imaginary world. It is time to pick up the pieces and fragments of memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw this bear when I was hanging out with my family on Saturday. Something I would love to have, but I have a sun bear lookalike at home on the bed. Then I will have a pair of bears with scarf~ &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;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 375px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 500px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4035/4320995211_4362d99f17.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7581565666793782671-2432328915210656710?l=squarecookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/feeds/2432328915210656710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2010/02/sleepiness-practically-seep-in-all-my.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/2432328915210656710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/2432328915210656710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2010/02/sleepiness-practically-seep-in-all-my.html' title='Sleepiness practically seep in all my pores'/><author><name>Square Cookies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01100431648419702433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rsa9nH5nY-s/Sd3udU0nMhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6Tl31qF0onA/S220/cat05.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4035/4320995211_4362d99f17_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7581565666793782671.post-7778249013691957037</id><published>2010-01-31T20:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T20:43:58.314+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life of a Cookie'/><title type='text'>Can someone please pass me that dot?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today you asked me, why I like you? What about you that I like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised I couldn't answer you. For me, there is no reason is enough to be a reason. I don't need a reason to begin with. I just do. It has been long since I feel this way. So long, that I almost forgot... If I were to answer, I would say I like everything about you. I find myself admiring you more and more as day passes by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I was dumbstruck by your question. It put a stop to my mind. While I say I like you a lot, I realised, there is nothing about me that is worthy for you to feel the same way as well. [No, I am not degrading myself in any ways]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, time does matter. But I don't regret that I did it. I will regret even more if I didn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is time to stop. I have been selfish. It is really a time to end it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It came fast. I hope it will goes as fast. Then I'll wake up from this dream of mine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7581565666793782671-7778249013691957037?l=squarecookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/feeds/7778249013691957037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2010/01/can-someone-please-pass-me-that-dot.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/7778249013691957037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/7778249013691957037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2010/01/can-someone-please-pass-me-that-dot.html' title='Can someone please pass me that dot?'/><author><name>Square Cookies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01100431648419702433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rsa9nH5nY-s/Sd3udU0nMhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6Tl31qF0onA/S220/cat05.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7581565666793782671.post-7389198209069954205</id><published>2010-01-31T19:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T22:32:58.286+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life of a Cookie'/><title type='text'>Step on it</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I never know it would be so [insert own emotion].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was kind of feeling calm and excited to see the pointer (?) moves towards extreme right. It took me a lot lesser than an hour to reach Malacca from UPM exit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No worries, I have 2 hands on the steering. ^_^v&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thank you for having mercy on me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7581565666793782671-7389198209069954205?l=squarecookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/feeds/7389198209069954205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2010/01/step-on-it.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/7389198209069954205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/7389198209069954205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2010/01/step-on-it.html' title='Step on it'/><author><name>Square Cookies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01100431648419702433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rsa9nH5nY-s/Sd3udU0nMhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6Tl31qF0onA/S220/cat05.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7581565666793782671.post-8903976568521764166</id><published>2010-01-31T00:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T20:45:40.092+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life&apos;s Like Crumbs'/><title type='text'>Back, but..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;... this time with permission settings. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I feel that it would be better for me to set it into private mode. ^^&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately I have been feeling a bit of down, then happy again, then down again.. Sounds like a teenager with, I don't know, too many feelings/emotions?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, people told me that I should be making effort, if it is something that I want. Sometimes I just feel that, I am not good enough. Then again, I sound like I am giving myself excuses. -__-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Bah, I feel like crap again. (Don't ask me shit it out in the toilet! You know who you are!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;.&lt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7581565666793782671-8903976568521764166?l=squarecookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/feeds/8903976568521764166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2010/01/back-but.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/8903976568521764166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/8903976568521764166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2010/01/back-but.html' title='Back, but..'/><author><name>Square Cookies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01100431648419702433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rsa9nH5nY-s/Sd3udU0nMhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6Tl31qF0onA/S220/cat05.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7581565666793782671.post-8916094098334135705</id><published>2010-01-21T02:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T09:30:26.776+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life&apos;s Like Crumbs'/><title type='text'>Inactive Mode</title><content type='html'>Hey ya, peeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm putting the blog to inactive mode until ... I don't know when. Maybe when I'm in the mood again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you need to contact me, you will know how to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then, ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7581565666793782671-8916094098334135705?l=squarecookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/feeds/8916094098334135705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2010/01/inactive-mode.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/8916094098334135705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/8916094098334135705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2010/01/inactive-mode.html' title='Inactive Mode'/><author><name>Square Cookies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01100431648419702433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rsa9nH5nY-s/Sd3udU0nMhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6Tl31qF0onA/S220/cat05.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7581565666793782671.post-174647980975778969</id><published>2010-01-18T18:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T21:25:49.004+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life of a Cookie'/><title type='text'>Hmmph!</title><content type='html'>I'm sad.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I went KLCC with 2 friends and I saw advertisement board changing from one ads to another. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I exclaimed, "Wah, can move de!"&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;My friends already 2 meter away from me when I turned around. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Friends, hor! Hmmpph.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Okay, okay, I know it is a bit embarrassing. But I can't help it. I am amazed by little things. xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7581565666793782671-174647980975778969?l=squarecookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/feeds/174647980975778969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2010/01/hmmph.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/174647980975778969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/174647980975778969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2010/01/hmmph.html' title='Hmmph!'/><author><name>Square Cookies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01100431648419702433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rsa9nH5nY-s/Sd3udU0nMhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6Tl31qF0onA/S220/cat05.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7581565666793782671.post-1817556328656477657</id><published>2010-01-11T14:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T14:52:45.070+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life of a Cookie'/><title type='text'>A new year, a new beginning</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;and I am hoping for something better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11 days into 2010, I can say that so far, not so bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As much as I wanted to say, "This blog is mine and I can write whatever I want here.", I don't think I would. There are things that I cannot write here, yet I wanted a place where I can let everything out and look back at it years down the road. I'm scrapping the idea of writing on hardcopy or typing in Ms Word. I'll tend to forget where I put them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember I mentioned that I went to Singapore last month. That was the prelude. I wanted to write about it here but, sigh, I guess I can't. A lot of considerations to be made and it is something new altogether. I don't know. Perhaps when we grow older, we think more and more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything aside, I went to a gathering and it was a nice experience. I hate long tables for a reason. We don't get to talk a lot other than those near ones. :) But this time things turn out better. I get to know new people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much to write already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7581565666793782671-1817556328656477657?l=squarecookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/feeds/1817556328656477657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-year-new-beginning.html#comment-form' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/1817556328656477657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/1817556328656477657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-year-new-beginning.html' title='A new year, a new beginning'/><author><name>Square Cookies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01100431648419702433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rsa9nH5nY-s/Sd3udU0nMhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6Tl31qF0onA/S220/cat05.gif'/></author><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7581565666793782671.post-6552890795942466056</id><published>2010-01-01T22:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T22:53:21.311+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life&apos;s Like Crumbs'/><title type='text'>2010</title><content type='html'>Someone said save the good and happiness, forget the hurt and sadness of the past. 2010 will be a new hope of future. A better tomorrow is coming and a challenging adventure is waiting for us to conquer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is just like a game, wish we all in good luck to be the best player!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) Life's like a drama.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7581565666793782671-6552890795942466056?l=squarecookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/feeds/6552890795942466056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2010/01/2010.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/6552890795942466056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/6552890795942466056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2010/01/2010.html' title='2010'/><author><name>Square Cookies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01100431648419702433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rsa9nH5nY-s/Sd3udU0nMhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6Tl31qF0onA/S220/cat05.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7581565666793782671.post-4817360363586232171</id><published>2009-12-31T19:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T20:06:07.564+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life of a Cookie'/><title type='text'>2009 go, going, gone ... soon!</title><content type='html'>Hmm, this would be the last post for 2009. LOL. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year 2010, peeps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, where is the bed? I am going to sleep the whole night till tomorrow.  Later though. Now need to scoot off to dinner. Ciao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: It was quite fun telling my colleagues "See you next year!" when we are meeting each other tomorrow. Yeah, I'll be working tomorrow! Yeeeeeee-haaaa!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7581565666793782671-4817360363586232171?l=squarecookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/feeds/4817360363586232171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/12/2009-go-going-gone-soon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/4817360363586232171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/4817360363586232171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/12/2009-go-going-gone-soon.html' title='2009 go, going, gone ... soon!'/><author><name>Square Cookies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01100431648419702433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rsa9nH5nY-s/Sd3udU0nMhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6Tl31qF0onA/S220/cat05.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7581565666793782671.post-8662690913172566181</id><published>2009-12-30T12:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T16:23:06.358+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life of a Cookie'/><title type='text'>Fuh! Passport chops collection!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Finally, got another chop on my passport. This is the second time I visit Singapore. It is a day trip this round. The last time I went to Singapore is by cab, where it took me right to the exact place I wanted to go, saving me the hassle of passing the immigration check.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, this round I went by bus. It was quite an experience, actually. Hahaha, please spare me the [insert any thoughts here]. I never take bus for so long (with exception travelling to and forth KL). I bought 7.30am bus and asked my friend to send me to the bus station. Pity him have to wake up so early to pick me. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I don't know how to go from Larkin to JB CIQ and then to Woodlands Checkpoint. Of course I did ask for directions. Me bro drew me a map (a very nice one and detailed one). And he said, "You take cab whenever is possible. The only time you take bus would be from JB Custom to SG Custom cos there is no cab available." So, the next thing you know, I followed my bro instructions, taking cab to JB CIQ, then bus to Woodlands Checkpoint and then I looked for a cab to go to Causeway Point. It was really convenient albeit is a tad more expensive than taking buses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met up with an old school mate of mine. I think we did not see each other since graduated from high school. Man, time really flies. It has been 8 years since then. When she called me, she spoke in Cantonese. I got a bit shocked because I totally cannot remember what language we used last time. Definitely not BM or English. It was really fun meeting her again and we are going to meet again for a drink when she comes home in February.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we parted and went on our own. I've got to go to Woodlands to settle some stuff. I was really blurred. I boarded a bus to Kranji MRT with a SGD10 note and no EZLINK card. The bus driver was really nice to let me boarded without needing to pay. Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Driver: Got smaller change?&lt;br /&gt;Me: *blur* Don't have.&lt;br /&gt;Driver: *shakes head* Go sit.&lt;br /&gt;*Bus arrives at Kranji MRT*&lt;br /&gt;Me: Erm, how should I pay then?&lt;br /&gt;Driver: Where you want to go?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Kranji MRT.&lt;br /&gt;Driver: Go down here. You don't have small change, how you want to pay? -_-&lt;br /&gt;Me: -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I waited for my friend to pick me up and we took MRT to her house. That was the first time I visited her at her house. Man, I was amazed by her Ipod. -_- Sound like a kampung girl. That thing you shake shake, turn it, it changes! Hahaha. I was so tired that I fell asleep while sitting. I sit on the floor, and my friends keep asking me to sit on the chair/bed. :P My taxi picked me up around 7pm. It was quite late when I reached home. I am so tired that I am about to doze off now. :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the side note: I wanted to go backpack! I don't dream of going anywhere far. Somewhere near will do. :) But I'll one person to accompany. Least that I got lost. The last thing on earth I have would be common sense. Muahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7581565666793782671-8662690913172566181?l=squarecookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/feeds/8662690913172566181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/12/fuh-passport-chops-collection.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/8662690913172566181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/8662690913172566181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/12/fuh-passport-chops-collection.html' title='Fuh! Passport chops collection!'/><author><name>Square Cookies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01100431648419702433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rsa9nH5nY-s/Sd3udU0nMhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6Tl31qF0onA/S220/cat05.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7581565666793782671.post-6202021070038207531</id><published>2009-12-25T20:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T20:25:53.135+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life of a Cookie'/><title type='text'>Gah!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I’m actually quite worried. If I'm informed about it a bit earlier, I might have just grabbed my stuff and headed there right away. Or maybe I really should (Maybe that's the reason why I was not informed). Pondering on such thoughts at this hour not going to help anything, really.  That is what I’m trying to tell myself.  But I’m still worried. How? :-\ *grab hair*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They told me not to worry. But… :-\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AAAaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa........................&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/7581565666793782671-6202021070038207531?l=squarecookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/feeds/6202021070038207531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/12/gah.html#comment-form' title='22 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/6202021070038207531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/6202021070038207531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/12/gah.html' title='Gah!'/><author><name>Square Cookies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01100431648419702433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rsa9nH5nY-s/Sd3udU0nMhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6Tl31qF0onA/S220/cat05.gif'/></author><thr:total>22</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7581565666793782671.post-7247810910148381020</id><published>2009-12-24T21:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T21:28:23.495+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life of a Cookie'/><title type='text'>Merry Christmas!</title><content type='html'>A few more hours and it's Christmas! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope, I don't celebrate, but it is fun wishing people "Merry Christmas!".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder why Christmas is spelled as Xmas. Hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, Merry Christmas again and happy holidays!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4036/4211101582_508b32f0b8_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 150px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4036/4211101582_508b32f0b8_m.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4036/4211101582_8e0b15a395_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7581565666793782671-7247810910148381020?l=squarecookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/feeds/7247810910148381020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/12/merry-christmas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/7247810910148381020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/7247810910148381020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas!'/><author><name>Square Cookies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01100431648419702433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rsa9nH5nY-s/Sd3udU0nMhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6Tl31qF0onA/S220/cat05.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4036/4211101582_508b32f0b8_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7581565666793782671.post-539049379915715816</id><published>2009-12-23T20:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T21:13:07.883+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life&apos;s Like Crumbs'/><title type='text'>Self-reminder</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;"Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things you didn’t do than by the ones you did do. So throw off the bowlines, sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover.” – Mark Twain&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7581565666793782671-539049379915715816?l=squarecookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/feeds/539049379915715816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/12/self-reminder.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/539049379915715816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/539049379915715816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/12/self-reminder.html' title='Self-reminder'/><author><name>Square Cookies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01100431648419702433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rsa9nH5nY-s/Sd3udU0nMhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6Tl31qF0onA/S220/cat05.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7581565666793782671.post-7592595513395604068</id><published>2009-12-22T12:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T12:58:58.535+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life of a Cookie'/><title type='text'>For teh lulz.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2670/4205508112_fd0d5163b7_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 307px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 230px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2670/4205508112_fd0d5163b7_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I'm still laughing whenever I re-read it back. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7581565666793782671-7592595513395604068?l=squarecookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/feeds/7592595513395604068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/12/for-teh-lulz.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/7592595513395604068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/7592595513395604068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/12/for-teh-lulz.html' title='For teh lulz.'/><author><name>Square Cookies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01100431648419702433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rsa9nH5nY-s/Sd3udU0nMhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6Tl31qF0onA/S220/cat05.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7581565666793782671.post-3701922317351184135</id><published>2009-12-21T16:59:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T17:12:44.218+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Working Cookie'/><title type='text'>The day when they repair the ladies washroom</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;o liu tarn dou siu siu.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think is true. My office ladies' toilet is under maintenance today. (three days already - can build new toilet already, according to one of my colleague)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what we, the females, could do is to walk further to another building and use the toilets there.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Oh well, apparently, our sky does not take a pity on us. Instead giving us a heavy downpour. (there is no sheltered walkway) Hence, the females have no choice but to use the gents'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*4 female colleagues walks in, escort by a male colleague, standby outside the door.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*me, being very 38, said, "Eh, eh, I never been to gents' before! I want to go!"*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*me open the door*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*2 colleagues running out, exclaiming, "OMG, WHY IS IT SO SMELLY! I WANT TO VOMIT ALREADY!"*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*me being smart, took a peek, smell a faint *ahem* smell, turn around and walk back to my workstation.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*me, enjoying the scene of the rest of the colleagues coming out from the gents' giving the same remarks."*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*the male colleague said, "Can't blame us. Shoot that time not accurate enough."*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A female colleague said, "I went in and I don't know where to stand. Every inch also dirty!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. Now, die also I don't want to go to gents' liao. :P &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7581565666793782671-3701922317351184135?l=squarecookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/feeds/3701922317351184135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/12/day-when-they-repair-ladies-washroom.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/3701922317351184135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/3701922317351184135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/12/day-when-they-repair-ladies-washroom.html' title='The day when they repair the ladies washroom'/><author><name>Square Cookies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01100431648419702433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rsa9nH5nY-s/Sd3udU0nMhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6Tl31qF0onA/S220/cat05.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7581565666793782671.post-7316964606707938052</id><published>2009-12-20T21:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T21:59:02.139+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life of a Cookie'/><title type='text'>I stumbled upon...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;something that I wish that I didn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been more than 3 years (looking at the posts date). However, reading it back now is giving me a mixture of feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was really childish at that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was more innocent then than now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, I do feel that I was kind of happy at that time as well, despite all the things I've gone through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, I realised now, I lost something in the process. And for the " &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;part of me&lt;/span&gt; " that I lost, I can never find it back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7581565666793782671-7316964606707938052?l=squarecookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/feeds/7316964606707938052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-stumbled-upon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/7316964606707938052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/7316964606707938052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-stumbled-upon.html' title='I stumbled upon...'/><author><name>Square Cookies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01100431648419702433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rsa9nH5nY-s/Sd3udU0nMhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6Tl31qF0onA/S220/cat05.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7581565666793782671.post-8533991646499887606</id><published>2009-12-20T12:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T12:35:13.736+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Songs with Cookie'/><title type='text'>MV - Abin 方炯鑌 - 遺憾 Yi Han</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="350" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0cSb_eSoSvI&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0cSb_eSoSvI&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7581565666793782671-8533991646499887606?l=squarecookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/feeds/8533991646499887606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/12/mv-abin-yi-han.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/8533991646499887606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/8533991646499887606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/12/mv-abin-yi-han.html' title='MV - Abin 方炯鑌 - 遺憾 Yi Han'/><author><name>Square Cookies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01100431648419702433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rsa9nH5nY-s/Sd3udU0nMhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6Tl31qF0onA/S220/cat05.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7581565666793782671.post-8063027451461584741</id><published>2009-12-17T09:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T14:42:46.352+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life of a Cookie'/><title type='text'>Lesson learnt</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I see. I see. Now I know. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read: Make sure you eat (not excessively) before donating.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I interpret: Oh, okay. Hmm, a cup of Milo will do. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know: You are better off not involve in strenuous activities within 24 hours after donating. (especially when you don't eat -_-)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I experience: The feeling of on the verge of fainting, the surrounding feels like you are being submerged under water. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got: Series of lectures / naggings from colleagues and mum. And the classic one, "Sobs. Now you know how I feel. Finally!" ._.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find: That I feel fairer. (Imaginations)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually: Like the feel of looking at my palm and enjoying the pale complexion.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think: I'll stop now. :P Ciao~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I: iz hungry.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7581565666793782671-8063027451461584741?l=squarecookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/feeds/8063027451461584741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/12/lesson-learnt.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/8063027451461584741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/8063027451461584741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/12/lesson-learnt.html' title='Lesson learnt'/><author><name>Square Cookies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01100431648419702433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rsa9nH5nY-s/Sd3udU0nMhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6Tl31qF0onA/S220/cat05.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7581565666793782671.post-5925167803675470756</id><published>2009-12-15T09:48:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T11:49:49.217+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life of a Cookie'/><title type='text'>Au Revoir, 2009.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Recapping year 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beware. LOL. Not beware of dogs,'kay? It is beware of the long post ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Year 2009 is a memorable ones in many ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets get started, shall we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, after typing it all down, I felt that it is a tad too long. I'm summarising it down a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;January - The pilot. Hoping for a good start!&lt;br /&gt;February - When I thought things are going well...&lt;br /&gt;March - I can't remember a thing that is worth mentioning.&lt;br /&gt;April - The beginning again, this time, into the virtual world.&lt;br /&gt;May - When virtual gets too good, perils hit the real one! But hey, I get to fly!&lt;br /&gt;June - A month of blues.&lt;br /&gt;July - The prelude to endless trips to Kay Elle. And vacation with me family!&lt;br /&gt;August - Leaning Tower, here we come! And the bad omen strikes!&lt;br /&gt;September - Home again and more injuries! It is the start of "ber" months.&lt;br /&gt;October - Cooling down, enjoying small town. OMG, it's HALLOWEEN!&lt;br /&gt;November - I *heart* November. It calms me down!&lt;br /&gt;December - Jingle bell, jingle bell, and it is time to welcome 2010 and bid farewell to 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you are interested in the longer version, keep scrolling, babe! Buckle up and get ready for a long ride!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1, 2, 3, GO!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;January - The pilot. Hoping for a good start!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The highlight of the month, I think, would be my appearance. I took a rather large step, at least outer appearance, in changing my hairstyle. Okay, my hair was exactly the same length as now, but it was always tied up. Bro even commented, "Eh, stop tying your hair. Later botak." Anyways, I got my hair permed and dyed. Curly, eh? It took me a freaking 5 hours sitting there waiting for my hair to be done. (First time in my life. Good bye to my a-bit-straight and black hair.) When I walked into the saloon, it felt as though a sheep is being dragged into wolves den. I went in, sat down like a blur little kid, and just nodded my head to what the hairdresser said. -_- Hence, I got my hair permed instead of initial decision to straighten it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of my relatives and friends were shocked actually, especially my colleagues. I told them I wanted to straighten my hair. My ex-housemate even laughed at me. For someone who asked me to read more women's magazines and behave like a girl, he actually laughed when I permed my hair. Goodness. :-\ Even my aunt made a remark, "Oh you look more girly now. :D" So, now I know that I have been so not girly all these while. Hmmm. Even my sister said,"Eh, your brother-in-law asked if you have a boyfriend already. How come suddenly start to change?" *slaps forehead*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh, I have even changed the wardrobe. From huge / baggy T-shirts to polo shirts. (Hey hey, at least is an improvement! Baby steps, yo!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;February - When I thought things are going well...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think we celebrated CNY. Well, it was somewhere end of Jan / beginning of Feb anyway. Things were good because I spent a rather long time at my hometown. I was the last one to report back to work! Well, it was supposed to be a great beginning for the year of Cow. Somehow, I came back to Muar, the sight that greeted me wasn't exactly very pleasant. Burglars broke into the house, ransacked my room. Both my housemates were already arrived earlier than me, yet they were not aware that the house got broke in. They thought the landlord left all our doors opened. -_-""&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funniest thing? Those baskets never took the watch / laptop / coins on my housemates’ rooms. Instead they ransacked my drawers (locked, btw) and got away with MYR240. Argh, the money was supposed to be donated to the Buddhist society on behalf of my colleague. Darn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That aside, February also marked the first plant shutdown of the year and all employees were forced to take unpaid leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;March - I can't remember a thing that is worth mentioning.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, for real, I can't recall how my March 2009 went. Busy with work, I guess. I spent rather lot of time in Muar then, playing games on PC and PS2. So, March, there is nothing much except being forced to take unpaid leave by my company due to economy downturn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;April - The beginning again, this time, into the virtual world.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess boredom finally got me and drove me up the wall. I finally involved myself in a forum. It was really a sudden decision. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That also marks my first time chatting with strangers and progress into meeting them in real life. And well, I have no regrets, at least not now, that I have met them. There is a lot to gain, and little to lose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing I was losing since beginning was money. Forced leave was still on commencing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(p/s: I started to &lt;a href="http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt; in April too!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;May - When virtual gets too good, perils hit the real one! But hey, I get to fly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what exactly to say about this month. I arrived at a crossroad in my career life. I was told that I would be sent to Cavite, Philippines for a system training and alignment. It just means one thing, that I would be bonded for 1.5 years for 5 days there. My rational mind said it is not worth for a 5 days training there in exchange for 1.5 years bond. Moreover, I have gone through similar training (exactly the same) in Singapore a year ago. But the decision was a hard one to be made. I was torn between being tied up at the current environment (which I am not exactly very fond of, but could put up with it) or resign. It was hard to choose as I have to choose between stability and unknown. Stability because I will be guaranteed a job with income for 1.5 years. Unknown because if I resigned, I was not too sure if I could find a new job or being financially independent. It was a tough decision, to be bonded or to go. Click &lt;a href="http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/05/decisions-unknown-future-risks.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to read how SC feels when in dilemma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, the circumstances changed, I went ahead with the trip. That was the first time I went so far away from Malaysia (aside from Singapore) and the first time I took a flight. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was really an eye opener to be in Cavite, to experience the environment / culture there. At that time was also the beginning for swine flu pandemic. I fell sick over there and got quarantine for 2 days out of the 5 days there. But all is well because it was just normal sickness where I can't get used to the environment there. (They said it must be the drinking water, judging from what I have been drinking in Malaysia.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;June - A month of blues.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't even know why I was so emo back then. Looking back at the posts, I was kind of being emo. See the posts &lt;a href="http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/06/is-this-what-we-called-getting-old.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/06/do-you-have-any-regrets-if-you-were-to.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/06/feel.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/06/cheerup-cheerup.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The forced unpaid leaves have stopped, yet I was still that emo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the first time in my life, I'm given the red bomb. :) Invitation to a colleague's wedding dinner. It was rather touching, as the bridegroom sang his bride a song and kneeled down while presenting her a bouquet of flowers. :) Serenading, I supposed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;July - The prelude to endless trips to Kay Elle. And vacation with me family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a special month. Remember I said, I chatted with a few strangers online? It was only in July, I met them in real person. I was happy and excited to meet them. And I still remember going to one of their house and had a dinner together with the family members (to celebrate birthday :)) I still have the picture with me. And, nope, I am not putting it up here. Muahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really had fun and it was really a pleasure to meet the 3 of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, that was not the end of our meeting. And yeah, I did meet up with 2 other but we never keep in touch anymore. :) But still it was a good experience and it was fun listening to you guys telling your life experiences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July is also a month where we decided to celebrate Dad's birthday by going on a &lt;a href="http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/08/langkawi-trip-5.html"&gt;vacation&lt;/a&gt;. It wasn't exactly a very long but all of us had fun. It was the first time Dad and Mum boarding a plane. :) I know it was rather a short trip and we did not go very far. But one of these days, I'll bring you to somewhere else! :D Give me some time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we did a combined celebration of Dad's and elder brother's birthday together. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;August - Leaning Tower, here we come! And the bad omen strikes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was nothing much happening in the early August. But at that time I was anticipating for a road trip to my hometown, Teluk Intan and Ipoh with my newly made friends (remember, the 3 online friends I met in July?). And also a planned trip to KL to fetch Sleeping Princess's sister from the airport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little did I know that there were things waiting for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knocked my head in the most &lt;a href="http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/08/ouch.html"&gt;idiotic&lt;/a&gt; way that one could do it to one self. Yours truly slammed the car door against her head. -_- To top it off, it is the corner of the door that collided with my right side of the head. My friend swore that she heard a loud thud. It was a spontaneous reaction to move my head back into the car, while my hand couldn't stop in time to not slam the door. Lesson learnt. Seriously, it hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in the month of August as well, I met with two &lt;a href="http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/08/accidents-my-car-and-me.html"&gt;accidents&lt;/a&gt; within a week time frame. -_- Can't be any luckier, eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I guess when one's luck hit the lowest point; there will be a good turnaround. :D I received good news in this month. Good news in career, not personal life. Haha. :D I'm officially a senior engineer. Not something to be very proud of, it is more like a recognition for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;September - Home again and more injuries! It is the start of "ber" months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I make it a point to go back home every year in September. (Well, I managed to do what for 2 years already! Including this year!) Mum's birthday fell exactly on the Hari Raya. :) That only means that I get to stay longer in TI this round. As usual, nothing really much happened in September other than the fact that I was injured a few times. Mainly due to the badminton sessions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh it was also the first month without one of my housemate. He moved out due to some reasons. Oh well, which also means the starting of my &lt;a href="http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/09/internet-withdrawal-symptom.html"&gt;internet&lt;/a&gt; withdrawal symptoms. He took the Streamyx with him. And I don't want to sign another 1 year contract with Streamyx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;P/S: According to my colleagues from Cavite, Philippines, they actually got excited when the month names changes to "ber". It means Christmas is near! @_@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;October - Cooling down, enjoying small town. OMG, its HALLOWEEN!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even small town can feel &lt;a href="http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/10/earthquake-lego.html"&gt;earthquake&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I slowed down on travelling in October and enjoyed lurking around Muar and Malacca. Or should I say hopping around? Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I bought myself a &lt;a href="http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/10/tricks-or-treats.html"&gt;watch&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't long till I picking up the engine again, by travelling to KL and this time, for a forum gathering on Halloween night. Normally I introduce myself using my real name. :) And somehow they managed to make a joke out of it. *sweat*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;November - I *heart* November. It calms me down!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It also means that I am officially a &lt;a href="http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/11/quarter-century-egg.html"&gt;quarter&lt;/a&gt; century old. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was one of the best birthdays that I ever had. Firstly I had a great dinner with my family. And thank you again for all the presents I have received from my friends. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've managed to squeeze in some time to meet up with friends as well. It is a good thing, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is also the first time, I &lt;a href="http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/11/motorists-and-i.html"&gt;drove&lt;/a&gt; up to Klang alone, and looking for a place where I have little idea on where is it. -_- Also the first time I turn around the roundabouts for so many times. Hahaha. But I was glad that I went on to this trip. Oh, there was a sense of accomplishment on travelling to Klang and back to USJ and then to PJ for the first time on my own!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, highlight of the year. Most of my friends (note: most) knows that I'm really stingy when it comes to myself. I have been saying that I wanted something for years, yet I never buy them. A friend said, that could mean that you don't really want them so much. Hmm, I don't know. I can't just spend the money like that. -.-"" However, I made a difference this time. I have, finally, bought a phone for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;December - Jingle bell, jingle bell, and it is time to welcome 2010 and bid farewell to 2009.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo, yo! It's Deccember and is a month of celebration! Hurray! Frankly, it is a bit sad to bid farewell to year 2009 and I am really afraid of what 2010 will offer me. This is coming from a person who likes to watch a series in this manner. 1st episode, last episode, then if it is good, I'll watch the in between episodes. I really wish to know what will be ahead. I started December by being almost got &lt;a href="http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/12/caged.html"&gt;caged&lt;/a&gt;. And hopefully I'll end it in a better way. So far so good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much going on in December actually, except that I'm celebrating Christmas / New Year in Muar. Oh oh, and I'm going to make some changes here and there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm that is all for year 2009. Nothing really exciting. But for me, I think I've &lt;a href="http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/12/new-year-resolutions.html"&gt;progressed&lt;/a&gt; a little compare to the previous years. Merci beaucop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: OMG, I really wrote a long one. It is like more than 2k of words! I pasted it in Word and it is almost 5 pages! *FUH*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;P/S2: Au revoir, 2009. Bonjour, 2010. :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7581565666793782671-5925167803675470756?l=squarecookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/feeds/5925167803675470756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/12/au-revoir-2009.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/5925167803675470756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/5925167803675470756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/12/au-revoir-2009.html' title='Au Revoir, 2009.'/><author><name>Square Cookies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01100431648419702433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rsa9nH5nY-s/Sd3udU0nMhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6Tl31qF0onA/S220/cat05.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7581565666793782671.post-1217811429650300292</id><published>2009-12-14T19:13:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T19:30:00.655+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life&apos;s Like Crumbs'/><title type='text'>[Insert Own Title]</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Lol. I am that lazy to put up a title. Anyways, I talked to a certain someone today, in which the person commented that whatever I answer [to the questions asked] seems stupid. (Hmm, more towards "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fai&lt;/span&gt;" in Cantonese [&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Useless? &lt;/span&gt;])&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do agree that some words, once spoken, you can't take it back. But I'm a believer of ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Be who you are and say what you feel, because those who mind don't matter and those who matter don't mind.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I think I am like a rather open book. I have nothing much (read: a bit) to hide and there is no such need to create a story to cover for another. If there is any mismatch, it is just because you never ask in detail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the people who used to understand me well, have I changed, to a certain extend that you think that you don't understand me anymore? Beep me through MSN. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, I can hear someone said, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Why bother?&lt;/span&gt; " Am I imagining stuff again?&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/7581565666793782671-1217811429650300292?l=squarecookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/feeds/1217811429650300292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/12/insert-own-title.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/1217811429650300292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/1217811429650300292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/12/insert-own-title.html' title='[Insert Own Title]'/><author><name>Square Cookies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01100431648419702433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rsa9nH5nY-s/Sd3udU0nMhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6Tl31qF0onA/S220/cat05.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7581565666793782671.post-7565075523957321427</id><published>2009-12-14T08:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T08:59:54.000+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life of a Cookie'/><title type='text'>Argh, ARGH</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Darn. I am not sure if you are still reading but I wanted to tell you that the stupid PFMB stuck in my head ever since you managed to acronym it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7581565666793782671-7565075523957321427?l=squarecookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/feeds/7565075523957321427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/12/argh-argh.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/7565075523957321427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/7565075523957321427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/12/argh-argh.html' title='Argh, ARGH'/><author><name>Square Cookies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01100431648419702433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rsa9nH5nY-s/Sd3udU0nMhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6Tl31qF0onA/S220/cat05.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7581565666793782671.post-4447757401122845649</id><published>2009-12-11T00:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T00:07:00.491+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life of a Cookie'/><title type='text'>New Year Resolutions!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Oooopps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon, soon it will be 2010 already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on, people. Where are your New Year resolutions?! (Man, this sounds like the IN thing lately.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I would say, resolutions should never be made only on new years. If you are determined to have a change or anything, any time would be a good time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like my ex-boss used to say, "There is never a right time."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, since it is the beginning of the year soon, people would have wanted to start anew. Fresh and it is a beginning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, I do have a few targets as well. But before that, let's see what I have achieved in my previous &lt;a href="http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/09/scs-list.html"&gt;list&lt;/a&gt; in August 09. *ahem*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Get a medical card for myself.  ---- Hmm, okay, now, where is the insurance agent?&lt;br /&gt;2. Build up my cash reserves. --- Hmm, improves a little. Still have a lot of area for improvement though.&lt;br /&gt;3. Relocate. --- Hmm, I am trying very hard. Needs a bit of luck. Lady Luck, where art thou?&lt;br /&gt;4. Register myself in MBA. --- Hmm, waiting for point no. 3.&lt;br /&gt;5. Lead a healthier lifestyle ---Hmm, it is like a sinusoidal wave. Up, down and up and down. Need to make it more constant.&lt;br /&gt;6. Camera --- Hmm, it is on the way. Hopefully, will be able to get it this month or next. Definitely before March 2010.&lt;br /&gt;7. Phone --- Done. Proud owner of Nokia 5800 Express Music.&lt;br /&gt;8. PSP --- On hold. Currently satisfied with my NDSLite.&lt;br /&gt;9. Patricia Cornwell's Scarpetta series --- Almost there. Almost.&lt;br /&gt;10. PC ---- Not so fast though. Might scrap this idea.&lt;br /&gt;11. Family trips --- Hopefully there would be one in 2010. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I think it is time to re-prioritise my list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Getting my masters. Yeah, it tops the list.&lt;br /&gt;2. Live healthier. i.e. sleep earlier, wake earlier, eat breakfast, exercise regularly, ... and the list of this thing will go on and on. Constant, darling. CONSTANT. Oppps.&lt;br /&gt;3. Medical card. Yup, still here.&lt;br /&gt;4. Cash reserves. Aye aye, Captain!&lt;br /&gt;5. Relocate. Hmm, I don't know...&lt;br /&gt;6. Family trips. Not a chance that it will go missing from SC's list.&lt;br /&gt;7. Camera. *drums fingers*&lt;br /&gt;8. Books. Alrighty. I have changed it to books instead of certain books.&lt;br /&gt;9. Learn a language. Hmm, it would be good, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That sums up pretty much everything. Well, those are a bit more on material sides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for personal things, I do have a few resolutions. But I guess, I won't write it down in details here. Overall, I just hope to be a better person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I am going to review the list every 3-4 months. Just to check if I am meeting the target. Oh geez, this sounds like job sickness.&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/7581565666793782671-4447757401122845649?l=squarecookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/feeds/4447757401122845649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/12/new-year-resolutions.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/4447757401122845649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/4447757401122845649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/12/new-year-resolutions.html' title='New Year Resolutions!'/><author><name>Square Cookies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01100431648419702433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rsa9nH5nY-s/Sd3udU0nMhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6Tl31qF0onA/S220/cat05.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7581565666793782671.post-6437293891823583239</id><published>2009-12-09T11:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T19:14:19.955+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life of a Cookie'/><title type='text'>No medicine to cure :(</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Did I ever mention that I am a very forgetful person? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a few times during university years, I went to the lab and put my bag at the front desk. Can you imagine I went back home without the bag? And I realised I left it in the lab after a few hours later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is one of the few examples. &lt;a href="http://lilnut.net/"&gt;SP&lt;/a&gt; said, "You bringing a handbag is a bad idea." I totally agree with it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I left my phone in the pantry. I didn't realise about it until a colleague gave it back to me. *sweat*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not the first time though. I left calculator, water bottle, phone, notebook, etc at other's desks quite often enough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been told, "Get a lanyard and hang on neck!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tell you, I even left my company ID badge in colleague's car. (That thing is supposed to hang on my neck!) -.-""&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darn! SC oh SC, can you please be less forgetful? Or absent minded? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7581565666793782671-6437293891823583239?l=squarecookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/feeds/6437293891823583239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/12/no-medicine-to-cure.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/6437293891823583239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/6437293891823583239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/12/no-medicine-to-cure.html' title='No medicine to cure :('/><author><name>Square Cookies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01100431648419702433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rsa9nH5nY-s/Sd3udU0nMhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6Tl31qF0onA/S220/cat05.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7581565666793782671.post-7644367597845517217</id><published>2009-12-08T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T23:11:00.668+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life of a Cookie'/><title type='text'>Previous Christmas</title><content type='html'>Year 2008. I have been trying hard to recall what I did on last year Christmas. I remember that my company had 8 days plant shutdown around that time of the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I found a few pictures taken when I was in PJ with my family. It sure brings back memories. :) But I was not in the any of the pictures at all. Hmmmmmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2768/4160586390_ee858e567b_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 467px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2768/4160586390_ee858e567b_o.jpg" alt="" 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/7581565666793782671-7644367597845517217?l=squarecookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/feeds/7644367597845517217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/12/previous-christmas.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/7644367597845517217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/7644367597845517217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/12/previous-christmas.html' title='Previous Christmas'/><author><name>Square Cookies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01100431648419702433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rsa9nH5nY-s/Sd3udU0nMhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6Tl31qF0onA/S220/cat05.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7581565666793782671.post-2934047584149623122</id><published>2009-12-07T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T23:58:00.992+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life of a Cookie'/><title type='text'>I followed someone to somewhere</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2500/4165835299_99ae42fee4_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 424px; height: 322px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2500/4165835299_99ae42fee4_o.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember that we went to this place before. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those were the carefree time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been more than a year already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if we could go again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the laughter...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the silliness...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss everything...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, not to be forgotten, the coconut. And the way you guys laughed at me, for being happy to find a coconut...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2674/4166591556_809c804720_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 239px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2674/4166591556_809c804720_o.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys, let's go again! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7581565666793782671-2934047584149623122?l=squarecookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/feeds/2934047584149623122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-followed-someone-to-somewhere.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/2934047584149623122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/2934047584149623122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-followed-someone-to-somewhere.html' title='I followed someone to somewhere'/><author><name>Square Cookies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01100431648419702433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rsa9nH5nY-s/Sd3udU0nMhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6Tl31qF0onA/S220/cat05.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7581565666793782671.post-6083357870075050918</id><published>2009-12-06T22:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T14:56:42.215+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life of a Cookie'/><title type='text'>Sunday go, going, gone...</title><content type='html'>I don't know when it started but working life is getting boring as time passes by. When it is weekdays, I'm looking forward for weekend. And of course, dreading for Monday to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2502/4163052824_046ef8a9df_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2502/4163052824_046ef8a9df_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a boring weekend anyway. Saturday was not that bad, however, Sunday, isn't exactly good either. My phone rang unexpectedly on Saturday. Hmm.. My ex-housemate was almost bored to death. Apparently watching movies doesn't help a bit at all in curing the boredom. :-\ He came over to play PS2 and I did enjoy the company. A lot better than sitting in front of the computer, I would say. In fact, it was quite fun watching him playing the game (keep saying is a child game, yet spent over 5 hours playing the so-called childish game, eh?) and we had a good laugh watching Shin Chan short movies. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was supposed to attend a friend's wedding lunch today but it ended up that I didn't manage to attend it due to some reasons. What a waste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, 2 more hours and it is a new week again. : I want more holidays! SIGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao peeps, I'm off to finish up my Skip Beat episodes. Have been watching the series for the whole day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7581565666793782671-6083357870075050918?l=squarecookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/feeds/6083357870075050918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/12/sunday-go-going-gone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/6083357870075050918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/6083357870075050918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/12/sunday-go-going-gone.html' title='Sunday go, going, gone...'/><author><name>Square Cookies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01100431648419702433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rsa9nH5nY-s/Sd3udU0nMhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6Tl31qF0onA/S220/cat05.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7581565666793782671.post-8099625219724136248</id><published>2009-12-05T14:22:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T23:00:16.124+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life of a Cookie'/><title type='text'>SOBS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My friend just told me A&amp;amp;W got give out Shin Chan figurine if you buy their set meals. Got 6 Shin Chan available - different styles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want! But Muar don't have A&amp;amp;W. And, I can't eat 6 sets in a day! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me is sadding away. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very cute one, I tell you. Especially the Ultraman pose. The Hip-hop pose also very cute. ARRRRGHHHHH...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/178/385718928_b591829c2a_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 253px;" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/178/385718928_b591829c2a_o.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pic from my old blog. :(&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/7581565666793782671-8099625219724136248?l=squarecookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/feeds/8099625219724136248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/12/sobs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/8099625219724136248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/8099625219724136248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/12/sobs.html' title='SOBS!'/><author><name>Square Cookies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01100431648419702433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rsa9nH5nY-s/Sd3udU0nMhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6Tl31qF0onA/S220/cat05.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7581565666793782671.post-574381735911038824</id><published>2009-12-04T16:58:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T17:48:15.974+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life of a Cookie'/><title type='text'>Jingle bell~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Actually I have been writing a long post in regards to the &lt;a href="http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/12/white-black-or-shades-in-between.html"&gt;previous post&lt;/a&gt;. Writing halfway through, I stopped. I realised whatever I wrote, is something that I believe in. And I shall not impose my beliefs on others. Whatever I value, wouldn't applied the same on others. Like the idiom, "One man's meat is another man's poison". Though I believe that there would be a handful of people will be sharing the same sentiment as me on that matter. But it doesn't matter anymore. Hence, the deletion of the entire post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Enough of serious, dull and mood spoiler thingy. It is already December and soon enough, we will end the year 2009 and people starts looking forward for what 2010 will offer. I have been toying with the idea of recapping whatever that has happened in 2009. It would be great to write those memories, be it good or bad, down. :) Let me slowly think and arrange them into a blog post. Frankly, I don't really look forward for 2010. In fact, I don't really look forward for the future at all. (I really need to fix this problem of mine.) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Christmas is getting near. Most of my friends are excited about it. Well, I guess not only about the holidays and celebrations, but the bonus payout as well. Hehe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 317px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2644/4156903223_7368aacdd7_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I know someone is going to bake some Christmas cookies. Remember to give me some if you ever did bake them! Muahaha. Though I would love muffins more. Or pies! *hint hint* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hmm, I don't really celebrate Christmas actually. It is just another public holiday for me. Nothing much to do this Christmas too. I have totally forgotten what I did on last Christmas. I think I was on a long vacation. Hmmmmm.. Can't really recall it. Something must be wrong with my memory. Or I'm just getting older and more forgetful. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So, have you guys started to prepare for Christmas celebration? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2644/4156903223_7368aacdd7_o.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/7581565666793782671-574381735911038824?l=squarecookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/feeds/574381735911038824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/12/jingle-bell.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/574381735911038824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/574381735911038824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/12/jingle-bell.html' title='Jingle bell~'/><author><name>Square Cookies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01100431648419702433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rsa9nH5nY-s/Sd3udU0nMhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6Tl31qF0onA/S220/cat05.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7581565666793782671.post-7312408809486428909</id><published>2009-12-04T01:12:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T01:42:52.393+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life&apos;s Like Crumbs'/><title type='text'>White, black or the shades in between</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2638/4156062962_e467ea6525_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 397px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2638/4156062962_e467ea6525_o.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I mean, gray. Or grey. Whichever way you want to spell it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Giving people the benefits of doubt, is what I often tell people. I do walk the talk, you know. However, I do wonder, if is it worth giving the benefits of doubt especially when you know what happen exactly?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall I treat it as there is a reason behind for the shades of grays?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe that trusting is always easier than doubting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, I don't know what I am talking about. Bah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Feeling: Disappointed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;So, there is, indeed, shades of gray in between. I see, I see. Thank you for the reminder. Thank you as well, for introducing the grays into the life again.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Hi there gray! Good bye [insert the word you think is suitable].&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7581565666793782671-7312408809486428909?l=squarecookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/feeds/7312408809486428909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/12/white-black-or-shades-in-between.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/7312408809486428909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/7312408809486428909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/12/white-black-or-shades-in-between.html' title='White, black or the shades in between'/><author><name>Square Cookies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01100431648419702433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rsa9nH5nY-s/Sd3udU0nMhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6Tl31qF0onA/S220/cat05.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7581565666793782671.post-5774670687883080474</id><published>2009-12-03T01:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T01:41:00.712+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life of a Cookie'/><title type='text'>Aww :(</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2774/4115192692_0a2f51b8b0_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 350px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 263px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2774/4115192692_0a2f51b8b0_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2774/4115192692_42822725af_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I often wonder, why there are so many stray cats around. The little cat above was found somewhere near my office. I have no idea where it came from. I guess someone throw him near here. Sigh. I don't understand why it was thrown here, as there is no food source nearby at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:( Me see the cat like that, me feel bad. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7581565666793782671-5774670687883080474?l=squarecookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/feeds/5774670687883080474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/12/aww.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/5774670687883080474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/5774670687883080474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/12/aww.html' title='Aww :('/><author><name>Square Cookies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01100431648419702433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rsa9nH5nY-s/Sd3udU0nMhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6Tl31qF0onA/S220/cat05.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7581565666793782671.post-7261200158373593803</id><published>2009-12-02T11:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T11:18:27.397+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life of a Cookie'/><title type='text'>Reminder~ :P</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Oi, my dear &lt;a href="http://lilnut.net/"&gt;Princess&lt;/a&gt;, go update your blog. :P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, okay, I know the work/projects/papers are killing you. And I know it is not an obligation. But, but... :(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, how about a pic of your papers piling up on your desk? :D  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div 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/7581565666793782671-7261200158373593803?l=squarecookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/feeds/7261200158373593803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/12/reminder-p.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/7261200158373593803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/7261200158373593803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/12/reminder-p.html' title='Reminder~ :P'/><author><name>Square Cookies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01100431648419702433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rsa9nH5nY-s/Sd3udU0nMhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6Tl31qF0onA/S220/cat05.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7581565666793782671.post-2121292061487416582</id><published>2009-12-02T00:55:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T12:14:35.997+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life of a Cookie'/><title type='text'>Home again</title><content type='html'>More pictures of my home back in Teluk Intan. :) Previous pictures &lt;a href="http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/06/home.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just came back from there last weekend. I have always wanted to go out and take some pictures every time I go back, yet laziness overcomes everything. I don't even feel like stepping out of the house. I don't even know why. Hahaha. There is nothing much to do other than feeding the fishes. Oh my, they are getting fatter and fatter. I think I feed them 4-5 times a day. Hahaha. (I feed those inside house only. Outside ones I am too lazy to walk out to feed them. :P)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 329px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 469px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2675/4150722088_3a7cba0a8c_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 370px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 552px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2734/4150720978_fd36fa436e_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify" align="center"&gt;&lt;a title="3 by squarecookies101, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/11539128@N00/4150720978/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2734/4150720978_4755949cd6_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&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/7581565666793782671-2121292061487416582?l=squarecookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/feeds/2121292061487416582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/12/home-again.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/2121292061487416582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/2121292061487416582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/12/home-again.html' title='Home again'/><author><name>Square Cookies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01100431648419702433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rsa9nH5nY-s/Sd3udU0nMhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6Tl31qF0onA/S220/cat05.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7581565666793782671.post-2575219133301597851</id><published>2009-12-01T09:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T01:37:12.236+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life of a Cookie'/><title type='text'>Caged</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Well, almost got caged... Like a bird or tortoise or ... erm, fish?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what's wrong with me today. Things are not exactly in their worst state though. Supposedly to start a new day in a very good way (especially 1st day of of the month). I slept rather early yesterday but somehow, it wasn't a good night sleep. -_- I feel even more tired now. Must the dream! Believe it or not, I dreamt of being caged together with a horse. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dream almost turned into a reality soon after. I was preparing for work, took my bag and jacket, I walked out of the room. Tadaa! Yours truly forgot to take the house and car keys. I was locked out of my room, inside the house. O.O I don't have keys to my room nor I have the keys to get out from the house. To top it off, I am not an expert in opening the doors without keys. I've always resort to my housemates to do that. So, I called my ex-housemate, who still has the keys to my house (but not the main gate, duh.) and asked him to rescue me. -_- I supposed when I called him, he was either on his way to work or at work already at work. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;In the end, he never come because I told him I have found a way out. Thanks to him as well, for leaving the back door keys in living room, and I have my spare car keys in my bag. And, I have my room spare keys in my car! Phew! I don't know if I'm lucky or whatever it is. And all that in 20 minutes and I was late to work. What a way to start my day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7581565666793782671-2575219133301597851?l=squarecookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/feeds/2575219133301597851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/12/caged.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/2575219133301597851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/2575219133301597851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/12/caged.html' title='Caged'/><author><name>Square Cookies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01100431648419702433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rsa9nH5nY-s/Sd3udU0nMhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6Tl31qF0onA/S220/cat05.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7581565666793782671.post-3203780192906324997</id><published>2009-11-30T15:39:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T01:29:24.614+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life of a Cookie'/><title type='text'>Motorists and I</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Recently I paid a visit to a friend who has just came back from UK. She commented on how reckless Malaysian motorists are. How reckless and dangerous it could be, I asked. It isn't exactly a long journey from the airport to her house, and she said that cars were coming from all directions. All directions? That would be quite exaggerating. I understand about not giving signals and driving in the middle of two lanes, but cars coming from all directions are a bit hard to imagine. Knowing that she is not used to the Malaysians way of driving, I told her sarcastically, "Welcome back to Malaysia!" I mean, it couldn't be that bad, right? Right? We have got quite used to it already, the Malaysian way of driving. However, after my trip back to my hometown last weekend, I beg to differ. Malaysian motorists are indeed reckless and are ignorant of the rest of the road users. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;And, cars are, indeed, coming from all the directions towards you. I told her that, and got insinuated. "Heh. Told you that already!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Along the way from Muar, Johor to PJ alone, I have witnessed 3 road accidents. Man, one of them almost collides head on with me. -_- I was quite lucky to evade it and there were no on coming cars on the side I evaded to. Else, really a dead fish, eh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My heart skipped a few more beats when I was on my way back to TI from PJ. This time, for real, I experienced myself, on the cars swarming from all directions. First one was at the curvy road near Ijok. O.o I don't know what was wrong with the lorry drivers. The roads are not in excellent condition (well, what do you expect from trunk roads) and it was a double lane! You can't overtake cars. o.O You don't expect me to ram into the hill while you conveniently overtake me, no? Bugger. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Second one was on a straight lane, where this lady was parking at the roadside. Hello, lady, you can't exactly do a U-turn at that place like it is the porch of your house! =.="" And I salute you for stopping in the middle of the lane and smiled at us. Darn creepy, okay? When I met the third one, you bet I was already quite speechless. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 210px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2499/4146729264_51c6f8df0c_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I was free anyway, here is a drawing on the 2nd car and the 3rd one. Me is the tortoise in pink. Muahaha. Wanted to draw a fish one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I just came back from PJ this morning. Went through a 5 hours long journey when it is supposed to be a 2.5 hours journey. I really need to rest. Sigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7581565666793782671-3203780192906324997?l=squarecookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/feeds/3203780192906324997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/11/motorists-and-i.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/3203780192906324997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/3203780192906324997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/11/motorists-and-i.html' title='Motorists and I'/><author><name>Square Cookies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01100431648419702433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rsa9nH5nY-s/Sd3udU0nMhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6Tl31qF0onA/S220/cat05.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2499/4146729264_51c6f8df0c_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7581565666793782671.post-6628649735569802513</id><published>2009-11-20T11:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T11:44:00.531+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Songs with Cookie'/><title type='text'>MV - S.H.E. - An Jing Le</title><content type='html'>This is getting addictive. Putting up music video on the blog. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bxbM6EMfGc4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bxbM6EMfGc4&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7581565666793782671-6628649735569802513?l=squarecookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/feeds/6628649735569802513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/11/mv-she-jing-le.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/6628649735569802513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/6628649735569802513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/11/mv-she-jing-le.html' title='MV - S.H.E. - An Jing Le'/><author><name>Square Cookies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01100431648419702433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rsa9nH5nY-s/Sd3udU0nMhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6Tl31qF0onA/S220/cat05.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7581565666793782671.post-7262883095571237270</id><published>2009-11-19T08:53:00.026+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T11:59:58.170+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life of a Cookie'/><title type='text'>Quarter Century Egg</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;When my friend had her 25th birthday early this year, I joked with her that she is now a quarter century old already and can start eating a quarter of century egg. Least that I expected her to remember about it and throw it back at me last Monday. Yeah, I'm officially a quarter century old! (Have been denying that till my birthday!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year's birthday has been exceptionally good. (Or having experienced all the bad lucks in previous months make things a bit better? Hehe, kidding kidding. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;The best decision I ever made is to go to KL on the weekend. :D It was a nice dinner with family members and my nephews prepared a small chocolate banana cake for me. :D It has been quite some time since the last time I have dinner with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really appreciate all the wishes from my friends. :D YC, your sms was never too late. I'm really happy when I received your sms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The person I least expected to remember also texted me as well. o.O Rare case for you to remember the exact date as you said it yourself. I'm flattered. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even my colleagues remembered! They treated me to lunch and dinner. Fuh! First time in so many months I have proper/nice meals on the weekdays. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My ex-housemate bought me a small cake (with Shin Chan on top!!) and a little girl laughed at him for buying that cake. LOL. :D Thank you thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 350px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 263px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2720/4114424499_9bb8ba568e_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, the most surprising one is to receive presents from two of my friends. They gave me books! Patricia Cornwell's Scarpetta's series. Muahaha. I wanted those for very long time already! (Must be the bonding built during the night we spent together in the hotel. *shy* KEKEKEKE.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 350px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 263px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2485/4114424363_4381b4f6ee_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, to the one who keep asking me to eat century egg porridge, I can't wait to collect my present! *hope it is not a long one* x 100.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hohoho, I am going to buy myself a present too. Can't wait! Ciao, peeps! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7581565666793782671-7262883095571237270?l=squarecookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/feeds/7262883095571237270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/11/quarter-century-egg.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/7262883095571237270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/7262883095571237270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/11/quarter-century-egg.html' title='Quarter Century Egg'/><author><name>Square Cookies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01100431648419702433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rsa9nH5nY-s/Sd3udU0nMhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6Tl31qF0onA/S220/cat05.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7581565666793782671.post-5021862331615281497</id><published>2009-11-15T20:38:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T11:49:54.289+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Songs with Cookie'/><title type='text'>MV - Ding Dang - Wo Ai Ta</title><content type='html'>I have been wanting to do this. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;丁当 - 我爱他 (Ding Dang - Wo Ai Ta)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1vN0DINxa_k&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1vN0DINxa_k&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like this part. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;如果还有遗憾 又怎么样呢 , &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;伤了痛了懂了 就能好了吗 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7581565666793782671-5021862331615281497?l=squarecookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/feeds/5021862331615281497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/11/mv-ding-dang-wo-ai-ta.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/5021862331615281497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/5021862331615281497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/11/mv-ding-dang-wo-ai-ta.html' title='MV - Ding Dang - Wo Ai Ta'/><author><name>Square Cookies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01100431648419702433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rsa9nH5nY-s/Sd3udU0nMhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6Tl31qF0onA/S220/cat05.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7581565666793782671.post-6546561653037237289</id><published>2009-11-13T16:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T02:22:20.741+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life of a Cookie'/><title type='text'>Whee! Whee!</title><content type='html'>Whee! It is my 100th post in this blog! *dance*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, okay, I know I sound lame. But.. WHEEE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's Friday! YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And parents coming! Whee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm going to have family dinner tomorrow (after so long)! Whee! Having dinner somewhere near my birthday is really something worth happying for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehehe. I am happy. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O-mai, I whee till tired. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7581565666793782671-6546561653037237289?l=squarecookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/feeds/6546561653037237289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/11/whee-whee.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/6546561653037237289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/6546561653037237289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/11/whee-whee.html' title='Whee! Whee!'/><author><name>Square Cookies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01100431648419702433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rsa9nH5nY-s/Sd3udU0nMhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6Tl31qF0onA/S220/cat05.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7581565666793782671.post-3866199573230521366</id><published>2009-11-13T00:12:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T08:57:43.640+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life of a Cookie'/><title type='text'>Friday the 13th in November</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;This is a dedicated post to a certain person. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since you have been saying that you still do visit my blog and have already tested me in certain ways, it is your turn now. Ha! See! What comes around goes around. :P Good example, eh? If you really do read my blog, this is a post specifically for you. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We met each other through a weird-but-not-so-weird way. It must be a fate that amongst millions of people out there that our paths crossed. It has been more than a year, nearly 1.5 years (correct me if I'm wrong) that we have known each other. Man, time flies. It was as though yesterday that we have loads of funs together. In certain senses, I find that we are two parallel lines. We are similar yet different. I think I must have made you feel frustrated or even feel like banging your head against the wall whenever you talk to me. I have to admit that I'm really a blockhead and dense sometimes. So, please, do keep on explaining things to me. (Though occasionally, I did it on purpose :P) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, one fine day, if we ever meet in person again, there is one thing I want to do. And at that time, promise me that you won't be running away because I'll be dragging you to watch a horror series with me. I wish you have a nice Friday (and it is Friday the 13th!) and an enjoyable weekend ahead. Go out and have fun. Give your computer a break. :) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday! :P &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours truly, a rat pretending to be a cat. Nyaa! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;(P/S: Comments off this round.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7581565666793782671-3866199573230521366?l=squarecookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/3866199573230521366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/3866199573230521366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/11/friday-13th-in-november.html' title='Friday the 13th in November'/><author><name>Square Cookies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01100431648419702433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rsa9nH5nY-s/Sd3udU0nMhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6Tl31qF0onA/S220/cat05.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7581565666793782671.post-7568027033770270353</id><published>2009-11-10T15:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T12:04:15.939+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life of a Cookie'/><title type='text'>Cloudy days in November</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2737/4091483617_cc201c1e1b_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 304px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 228px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2737/4091483617_cc201c1e1b_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have not seen the picture above clearly, go ahead and scroll up. See it again. Apparently that picture can be used to reflect my mood lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling a bit down lately. I would be lying if I said I don't know the root cause for all these moody feelings. It is a combination of everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to those who listened to me grumble and such. :) Things are much better with you guys around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the side note, we had a farewell gathering with a few of our colleagues last Saturday. Well, it is just a karaoke singing session and dinner together. No pub, no clubbing. I think the part that we love the most, would the chit chats after the dinner. Ah, and of course the cards. A colleague of mine is very good at card reading. All of us ended up playing it at least twice per person. Superstitious or not, we cannot deny that it is unbelievingly accurate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I played 4 times. The same results for 3 times (the key things are the same!) and the fourth one, I can't tell if it is true or not because I am not the other person. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, in the end, I still believe, one need to take actions in order to make things work. Sitting there wouldn't help much. Till the next post, ta!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7581565666793782671-7568027033770270353?l=squarecookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/feeds/7568027033770270353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/11/cloudy-days-in-november.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/7568027033770270353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/7568027033770270353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/11/cloudy-days-in-november.html' title='Cloudy days in November'/><author><name>Square Cookies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01100431648419702433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rsa9nH5nY-s/Sd3udU0nMhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6Tl31qF0onA/S220/cat05.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7581565666793782671.post-1661182206162174111</id><published>2009-11-04T23:45:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T00:13:31.229+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life of a Cookie'/><title type='text'>Halloween Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;31/10/09 shall be a memorable day because I ate a few cold broiled shrimps on that day itself. I kid you not, guys. Those shrimps were unbearable, even after you seasoned it with loads of vinegar. Worse, I ate one just like that. Ugh, I still can remember the taste. Hmmph! I'm going to stay off shrimps for some time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, other than that, I enjoyed my day and night that day. :) Glad to be there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: I'm kind of stressed up lately. Any ideas / suggestions on how to reduce stress? &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Other than smoking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3510/4075498876_77a694caf6_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 150px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3510/4075498876_77a694caf6_m.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S2: Welcome, November. You know I miss you. :D&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/7581565666793782671-1661182206162174111?l=squarecookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/feeds/1661182206162174111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/11/halloween-day.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/1661182206162174111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/1661182206162174111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/11/halloween-day.html' title='Halloween Day!'/><author><name>Square Cookies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01100431648419702433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rsa9nH5nY-s/Sd3udU0nMhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6Tl31qF0onA/S220/cat05.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3510/4075498876_77a694caf6_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7581565666793782671.post-2109834892281632621</id><published>2009-10-30T16:23:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T12:11:53.885+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life of a Cookie'/><title type='text'>Tricks or Treats!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Yo, it's Halloween's eve today!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;We don't celebrate Halloween but I think it is cute to put up the pumpkins on the blog. Lalala.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;That aside, here is a picture of my watch (I bought it 3 weeks back on 10/10).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2543/4057216921_9ae66312fd_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I usually wear my watch on the right wrist. I was wearing it on the left when the picture was taken. I can't be possibly holding camera and capture the picture with the same hand, can I? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Oh, I purposely put that behind. A rubik's cube. And yeah, I can't solve it yet. &gt;.&lt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 144px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 115px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2730/4057272199_db019e1e51_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Anyway, enjoy your Halloween weekend. I'm going to enjoy mine too. Have the weekend fully booked with events. Man, I'm excited. :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7581565666793782671-2109834892281632621?l=squarecookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/feeds/2109834892281632621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/10/tricks-or-treats.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/2109834892281632621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/2109834892281632621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/10/tricks-or-treats.html' title='Tricks or Treats!'/><author><name>Square Cookies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01100431648419702433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rsa9nH5nY-s/Sd3udU0nMhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6Tl31qF0onA/S220/cat05.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7581565666793782671.post-2472720306480553620</id><published>2009-10-27T17:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T12:00:20.763+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life of a Cookie'/><title type='text'>Busy like a bee!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2547/4048938755_c563fe6d9f_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 195px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2547/4048938755_c563fe6d9f_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Phew! I have been quite busy lately. A lot of things to be done especially during month end. My arm and fingers are sore from the frequent and fast paced clicking and movements of the mouse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have yet to update on the things that happened 2 weeks ago. Usually, things don't really fall into the places like how we planned it. Instead, it will be the opposite, 180 degree. I was supposed to be in KL back then, and I ended up the exactly the opposite side of the location. &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3080/4049704420_cfee42416b_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Conclusion, we can plan all we want, however, it does not necessarily will turn out that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I've learnt? No need plan. Just go with the flow. Eventually, things will fall right into the places. :P &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7581565666793782671-2472720306480553620?l=squarecookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/feeds/2472720306480553620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/10/busy-like-bee.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/2472720306480553620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/2472720306480553620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/10/busy-like-bee.html' title='Busy like a bee!'/><author><name>Square Cookies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01100431648419702433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rsa9nH5nY-s/Sd3udU0nMhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6Tl31qF0onA/S220/cat05.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2547/4048938755_c563fe6d9f_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7581565666793782671.post-5879339813706384506</id><published>2009-10-20T20:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T20:19:43.040+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life of a Cookie'/><title type='text'>Frustrated</title><content type='html'>My head is spinning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I feel like yelling...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;IF I COULD QUIT, I WOULD!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Quit everything. Life's sucks. Not just Mondays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, this is so sickening.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7581565666793782671-5879339813706384506?l=squarecookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/feeds/5879339813706384506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/10/frustrated.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/5879339813706384506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/5879339813706384506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/10/frustrated.html' title='Frustrated'/><author><name>Square Cookies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01100431648419702433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rsa9nH5nY-s/Sd3udU0nMhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6Tl31qF0onA/S220/cat05.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7581565666793782671.post-5120801330226639383</id><published>2009-10-19T17:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T12:01:12.751+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life of a Cookie'/><title type='text'>Ever feel bored till headache?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Yours truly exprienced that last weekend. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone fancy bbq mushrooms? I was literally growing mold and mushrooms. And the mold, can drown my fishes back at hometown. (Uhm, fishes do drown right? Right?)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was stuck at home, with a oh-mai-i-iz-slower-than-snail broadband, ps2 and a i-can-never-solve-it rubik's cube. Hah, there! I said it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a FB, sleep, FB, PS2, FB, sleep routine. Oh, half an hour for each activity. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone who is well informed that I have no car for the week told me, "If you were here, I'll drag you to Sushi King." Ish. If I can, I would. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I iz bored. Can I haz a cheeseburger? No. McD is not accessible by bus no. 11. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://icanhascheezburger.com/2009/01/23/funny-pictures-wut-i-dunno/"&gt;&lt;img class="mine_3043810" title="funny-pictures-box-cats-are-bored" alt="funny pictures of cats with captions" src="http://icanhascheezburger.wordpress.com/files/2009/01/funny-pictures-box-cats-are-bored.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see more &lt;a href="http://icanhascheezburger.com/"&gt;Lolcats and funny pictures&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7581565666793782671-5120801330226639383?l=squarecookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/feeds/5120801330226639383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/10/ever-feel-bored-till-headache_19.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/5120801330226639383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/5120801330226639383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/10/ever-feel-bored-till-headache_19.html' title='Ever feel bored till headache?'/><author><name>Square Cookies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01100431648419702433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rsa9nH5nY-s/Sd3udU0nMhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6Tl31qF0onA/S220/cat05.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7581565666793782671.post-7257695525044154950</id><published>2009-10-16T09:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T12:01:15.933+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life of a Cookie'/><title type='text'>Rope Skipping and the RM2 Sushi King</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I know the title sounds weird. Actually, the hardest part sometimes is not the post itself but the title. Anyway, the rope skipping and the sushi does related to each other. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The other day, out of nowhere, a colleague suggested that we go for the Sushi King RM2 bonanza. Oh well, it is rare to have all of us dine together. So, off we went to Malacca Jaya Jusco’s Sushi King branch for dinner after work yesterday. Now, how does this related to rope skipping... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;All of us was walking towards the car and I was happily joking / playing with a colleague of mine. Coincidently our guards put up a barrier (just ropes) and I was trying to hop over it and, tadaa, I fell. (Eh, it's not that high, but I miscalculated my steps.) Darn, it hurts. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 294px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 221px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2618/4015030881_cf64ce96a1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 294px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 221px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2666/4015793472_944fe8fd54.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures of my medicines and wound. One is for my sprained left foot/ankle, another one is for the wound on my right knee. This round the nurse gave me Flanil instead of the usual Menzas. I must remember not to do &lt;a href="http://lilnut.net/2005/12/the-neck/"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I have been asking for analgesic cream from the nurse quite often. :\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was in the clinic getting my knee treatment, another colleague came in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: SC, jatuh ya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;SC: Yaya, macam mana kau tau?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A: Nampak you jatuh semalam. Hahahaha. Lompat la, lompat lagi. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;SC: *SHY* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Back to the sushi, it was good. I mean, better than previously. The queue was long. Imagine the 9 of us waited for 1 hour and 45 minutes to get our seats. The salmon, tuna, unagi and ebi was superb. At the end of the meal, my colleagues said:- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;B: Ah, I'm so full.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;SC: Yeah, 8 plates, man. That's equivalent to 16 rice balls!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;B: Yeah, even when I eat Hainanese Chicken Rice, I don't even eat 16 rice balls. 5 - 10, at the most.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;SC: You gonna dream of rice balls tonight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;B: I had had enough of sushi rice balls and even the chicken rice balls. :\&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It was fun to have such activities once in awhile. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7581565666793782671-7257695525044154950?l=squarecookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/feeds/7257695525044154950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/10/rope-skipping-and-rm2-sushi-king.html#comment-form' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/7257695525044154950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/7257695525044154950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/10/rope-skipping-and-rm2-sushi-king.html' title='Rope Skipping and the RM2 Sushi King'/><author><name>Square Cookies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01100431648419702433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rsa9nH5nY-s/Sd3udU0nMhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6Tl31qF0onA/S220/cat05.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2618/4015030881_cf64ce96a1_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7581565666793782671.post-9080464169647817980</id><published>2009-10-14T14:16:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T19:41:51.959+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Working Cookie'/><title type='text'>Time management and working after hours thingy</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Okay, due to SP’s request, I'll put this up. Before that, I shall reiterate on one particular point. Whatever I write here, in this post, does not have anything to do or related with my work/job. It doesn't reflect the working environment at my working place. The sudden urge to write about this is because it crosses my mind suddenly. A few days back I received a forwarded email describing about how the people in certain countries working/staying late. Of course there are reasons involved. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Personally, I don't think working till late at night everyday is equivalent to good employee or one has good performance. I agree with staying late if there is any urgency or the datelines are near. But not everyday. Don't you think if this happening everyday, there is something very very wrong. I don't know. Perhaps there is something wrong with the culture or the working system? Or the person involved has problem managing his or her own time. I mean, you can't be busy for the whole 8 working hours for the whole week and for the whole month and for the whole year. I think that there must be some obstacles that require your extra attention and time. And isn't it correct to find the root cause and solve it instead of ignoring them? Where is the efficiency and effectiveness? Just my 2 cents anyway. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Take for example, you will see certain people staying late and the bosses think that they are working hard. Like, “Ah, they are so diligent. Even willing to work extra hours. " Are they really working? Is there really an urgent task? Or the reason for them staying late is because:- &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;a) They have nothing better to do at home&lt;br /&gt;b) Office has free internet, comes along with free coffee and air con. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;If there exist this type of people, they are the market ruiners, I would say. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Come on, there are a lot better things to do outside the company. Air con? Internet? I’m sure nowadays there are a lot of cafes with internet around. Or go to Starbucks, please. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Nothing better to do? If you are single, please go find yourself a partner. Make more friends and eventually you will find the one for you. Want to remain single? Then there are other better activities to do. What's the point of sitting there in the office for 24/7. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;We have 24 hours a day. We have already spent 12 hours at workplace. Left another 12 hours. If we sleep for 8 hours, we only have 4 hours to ourselves. And in these 4 hours, it includes bathing and eating. I believe time management is important. Staying late OCCASIONALLY is fine. But, really, daily? *slaps forehead* &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, I believe, people who goes back on the dot, not all of them do not do their work. Same goes to those staying late. It doesn't mean that all of them are really working. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Take a deep breathe. Observe. Sometimes your eyes could be deceiving. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Oh, remember, all the above are just my humble opinions. :) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7581565666793782671-9080464169647817980?l=squarecookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/feeds/9080464169647817980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/10/time-management-and-working-after-hours.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/9080464169647817980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/9080464169647817980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/10/time-management-and-working-after-hours.html' title='Time management and working after hours thingy'/><author><name>Square Cookies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01100431648419702433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rsa9nH5nY-s/Sd3udU0nMhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6Tl31qF0onA/S220/cat05.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7581565666793782671.post-7798594607979098939</id><published>2009-10-13T16:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T18:05:29.998+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Working Cookie'/><title type='text'>Feeling stress or down?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Most of us surely have something to refer / look upon when we feel down or stress or [insert any negative feelings here]. For me, there is one picture that works the best whenever I feel stressed up at work. I'm not too sure if it works for any of you all (if and only if there is people reading my blog :P) but it definitely cheer me up a lot. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tadaa!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 298px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 420px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2576/4007297037_59e670c469.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hmmm, actually I wrote one whole paragraph of craps talking about proper time management versus staying back at work even after working hours. I decided not to publish it. Oh well, don’t care.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, lately I have been into some crazy shopping frenzy. I’ve bought a new watch. Will put up the pictures later. What’s worse is I still feel like getting another watch. And I want to get myself badminton racket. I still have my phone and camera in the queue. I hate indecisive side of me, occasionally. Aih.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7581565666793782671-7798594607979098939?l=squarecookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/feeds/7798594607979098939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/10/feeling-stress-or-down.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/7798594607979098939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/7798594607979098939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/10/feeling-stress-or-down.html' title='Feeling stress or down?'/><author><name>Square Cookies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01100431648419702433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rsa9nH5nY-s/Sd3udU0nMhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6Tl31qF0onA/S220/cat05.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2576/4007297037_59e670c469_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7581565666793782671.post-6104774287074498380</id><published>2009-10-12T22:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T22:12:06.223+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cookie on Net'/><title type='text'>Muttons at Midnight Video</title><content type='html'>Seldom for me to put a video up, but man, you all ought to watch this. It's funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8G141AzpYCU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8G141AzpYCU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really cannot stand the James Blunt part. Watched twice also laughed till my stomach hurts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7581565666793782671-6104774287074498380?l=squarecookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/feeds/6104774287074498380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/10/muttons-at-midnight-video.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/6104774287074498380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/6104774287074498380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/10/muttons-at-midnight-video.html' title='Muttons at Midnight Video'/><author><name>Square Cookies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01100431648419702433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rsa9nH5nY-s/Sd3udU0nMhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6Tl31qF0onA/S220/cat05.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7581565666793782671.post-8931218767075533023</id><published>2009-10-06T18:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T09:31:44.500+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life of a Cookie'/><title type='text'>I miss my ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;coffee dog... :(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sent him home for wash. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;To be fair, I do miss my piggy, beefsteak and green tofu too. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Update: They are back! Mum brought them to me yesterday. So much cleaner! Beefsteak is spotless o.o&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7581565666793782671-8931218767075533023?l=squarecookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/feeds/8931218767075533023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-miss-my.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/8931218767075533023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/8931218767075533023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-miss-my.html' title='I miss my ...'/><author><name>Square Cookies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01100431648419702433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rsa9nH5nY-s/Sd3udU0nMhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6Tl31qF0onA/S220/cat05.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7581565666793782671.post-6208580585173463518</id><published>2009-10-05T14:47:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T19:35:59.191+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life of a Cookie'/><title type='text'>Waking up in the morning, I...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2570/3896168373_837c1c55e6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 399px; cursor: pointer; height: 176px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2570/3896168373_837c1c55e6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am not really a morning person. Waking up in the morning is always a hassle especially when the main reason for waking up is to go to work. Things are even worse when it is Monday. I feel like Garfield now. I HATE MONDAYS I HATE MONDAYS I HATE MONDAYS... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 298px; height: 420px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2561/3983649774_6b0e895475.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My work starts at 8.30am. Usually I'll set my alarm at 7.50am and will get to snooze the alarm twice (5 mins each snooze). I take around 15-20 minutes to get ready and reach workplace around 8.25am - 8.30am depending on the traffic. Ah, now, I DO bathe in the morning. :D And obviously I DO wear my usual working attire to work (I really have no idea how someone can come up with the idea of not wearing clothes to work? :P). 15 minutes of preparation time is more than enough. Hmm, did I tell you that I spend 4 minutes on Facebook as well? Hehehe... Hmmm, now that I've jot down everything, my schedule kinda amazes me as well. O.o &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;30 mins - Facebook, bathe (wash hair included), wear clothes, do something to hair, open door, wear shoes, open gate, start engine, close window, reverse car, close gate, reach office, put on the sun shield (?) for car, take up the wiper, walk to office and punch card on the dot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Hmmm, now I know I could be THAT efficient. Hmmm… :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love mornings if and only if...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 297px; height: 223px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3445/3982886913_851b6de447.jpg" border="0" /&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/7581565666793782671-6208580585173463518?l=squarecookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/feeds/6208580585173463518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/10/waking-up-in-morning-i.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/6208580585173463518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/6208580585173463518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/10/waking-up-in-morning-i.html' title='Waking up in the morning, I...'/><author><name>Square Cookies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01100431648419702433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rsa9nH5nY-s/Sd3udU0nMhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6Tl31qF0onA/S220/cat05.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2570/3896168373_837c1c55e6_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7581565666793782671.post-912560388042107324</id><published>2009-10-01T19:11:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T10:02:11.358+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life of a Cookie'/><title type='text'>Earthquake / Lego</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I thought I was having a serious headache. You guys sure know that there was an earthquake at Sumatra on 30th Sept 2009, south from KL. I was attending a meeting when it happened around 6.15-6.20pm. I was at ground floor and the tremor was quite strong. I heard from my colleague, those in upper floor experienced strong tremors.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I had a whole day training today. Some LEAN LEGO Simulation Training. It is to train us on how to implement Lean concept. It was quite a fun training. It was not that boring as I get to assemble the legos. Hehehe.. I want to get myself one too! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2497/3981750789_b95a9895e9.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 169px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2605/3981751027_f7042e68cf.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 301px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 169px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3446/3981750689_16c64d9a62.jpg" border="0" /&gt;They have diesel, steam and tram! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;They are a bit small though. But it was really fun assembling them. :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am still internet-less at home. :( &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7581565666793782671-912560388042107324?l=squarecookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/feeds/912560388042107324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/10/earthquake-lego.html#comment-form' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/912560388042107324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/912560388042107324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/10/earthquake-lego.html' title='Earthquake / Lego'/><author><name>Square Cookies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01100431648419702433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rsa9nH5nY-s/Sd3udU0nMhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6Tl31qF0onA/S220/cat05.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2497/3981750789_b95a9895e9_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7581565666793782671.post-5464448601689232719</id><published>2009-09-30T16:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T16:28:34.933+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life of a Cookie'/><title type='text'>Internet Withdrawal Symptom</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I have been quite busy lately with works and stuffs. Starting last Monday onwards, I'm officially having been cut off from internet access. Streamyx has never been so efficient when it comes to other services except for the line cutting. Great, now I am considering taking Celcom broadband. Before that, I want to test myself, how long could I handle from being internet-less. Fuh, I tell you, the first day was the worst. Internet withdrawal symptom is at its best! The night time was so tough to pass by. I went on to play my PS2 and falling asleep while playing the car racing game. : These few days I just filled the time by watching anime, reading magazines and washing clothes. Thank god I have badminton sessions regularly on weekdays. Else it will be even more boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I think my friends and my mum got fedup with me complaining. Or being indecisive, I dunno. They said, "AIYOH, GO TAKE THE CELCOM AND BE DONE WITH IT." -.-""&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok need to scoot back to work now. Till I got my internet back at night, ciao peeps.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7581565666793782671-5464448601689232719?l=squarecookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/feeds/5464448601689232719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/09/internet-withdrawal-symptom.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/5464448601689232719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/5464448601689232719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/09/internet-withdrawal-symptom.html' title='Internet Withdrawal Symptom'/><author><name>Square Cookies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01100431648419702433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rsa9nH5nY-s/Sd3udU0nMhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6Tl31qF0onA/S220/cat05.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7581565666793782671.post-6402543070780707267</id><published>2009-09-22T22:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T22:39:56.940+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life of a Cookie'/><title type='text'>Just...</title><content type='html'>... an emo post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I don't want to give a damn anymore. Don't want to care. Nothing. None. Lalala...&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7581565666793782671-6402543070780707267?l=squarecookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/feeds/6402543070780707267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/09/just.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/6402543070780707267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/6402543070780707267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/09/just.html' title='Just...'/><author><name>Square Cookies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01100431648419702433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rsa9nH5nY-s/Sd3udU0nMhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6Tl31qF0onA/S220/cat05.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7581565666793782671.post-4987945388165854855</id><published>2009-09-19T15:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T15:20:39.388+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life of a Cookie'/><title type='text'>Klang</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Fuh. Successfully hitchhiked till Klang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh man, I think I ter-&lt;em&gt;sedut&lt;/em&gt; quite a number of cat's fur. First time in my life travelling with a cat. I think the cat got quite restless that my friend has to put him on his lap throughout the journey! And the cat stop &lt;em&gt;miao&lt;/em&gt;-ing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My shirt, my jeans and bags full of fur!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now resting and having my coffee tiramisu with pork chop burger. Aitelyu, the coffee tiramisu is the best that I ever had! Oh I have tried the Starbucks's Java Chips. It's kinda nice. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao peeps. Gonna start journey back to TI later. Now, facebook time...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7581565666793782671-4987945388165854855?l=squarecookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/feeds/4987945388165854855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/09/klang.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/4987945388165854855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/4987945388165854855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/09/klang.html' title='Klang'/><author><name>Square Cookies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01100431648419702433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rsa9nH5nY-s/Sd3udU0nMhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6Tl31qF0onA/S220/cat05.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7581565666793782671.post-4674905913047293860</id><published>2009-09-18T15:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T15:28:49.977+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life of a Cookie'/><title type='text'>Selamat Hari Raya Aidilfitri and Happy Holidays!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2674/3930311091_1ee8f70fb8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 201px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2674/3930311091_1ee8f70fb8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A Happy Hari Raya Aidilfitri for those who are celebrating and happy holidays for those who are not. Hope you guys and girls will enjoy your holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are travelling, be safe on the road ya! Keep alert on your surroundings. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, I'll be back to hometown, Teluk Intan, Perak. I'll not be driving this time. Instead, I'll be hitchhiking! I'm gonna hitchhike a colleagues car to Malacca, then follow a friend's car to KL and finally, switch car to follow my friend's aunt to go back to TI. Fuh. I'll be sitting in 3 different cars!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to go home! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psst: A bit long winded, but be safe on the road ya! Take care and be careful!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7581565666793782671-4674905913047293860?l=squarecookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/feeds/4674905913047293860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/09/selamat-hari-raya-aidilfitri-and-happy.html#comment-form' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/4674905913047293860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/4674905913047293860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/09/selamat-hari-raya-aidilfitri-and-happy.html' title='Selamat Hari Raya Aidilfitri and Happy Holidays!'/><author><name>Square Cookies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01100431648419702433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rsa9nH5nY-s/Sd3udU0nMhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6Tl31qF0onA/S220/cat05.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2674/3930311091_1ee8f70fb8_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7581565666793782671.post-7317105065847591639</id><published>2009-09-17T20:30:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T23:07:11.358+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life&apos;s Like Crumbs'/><title type='text'>ETFNBTD :P</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2671/3928149387_5890347e70.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 199px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2671/3928149387_5890347e70.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sometimes you just wish that the others notice something about you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you just wish that you can be as indifferent...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you just wish that they will leave you alone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you just wish that they will come and find you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you are just not too sure on how to react...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you are just too afraid to take the first step...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you just worry too much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you can't help but wondering how they feel...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you wish that things would turn out the other way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, sometimes there are just things that you wish that you will make a difference if you were given a chance to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2424/3928931954_71642de1b1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 199px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2424/3928931954_71642de1b1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But think again, if you were offered the chance to do so, will it make a difference?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7581565666793782671-7317105065847591639?l=squarecookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/feeds/7317105065847591639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/09/etfnbtd-p.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/7317105065847591639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/7317105065847591639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/09/etfnbtd-p.html' title='ETFNBTD :P'/><author><name>Square Cookies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01100431648419702433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rsa9nH5nY-s/Sd3udU0nMhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6Tl31qF0onA/S220/cat05.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2671/3928149387_5890347e70_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7581565666793782671.post-4268521814589525212</id><published>2009-09-15T12:01:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T22:24:22.736+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life&apos;s Like Crumbs'/><title type='text'>Weaknesses? Or what?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I have a lot in mind that I wanted to write it down, yet I don't know how to put it in a string of words. I find that what I wrote below is not coherent at all. Bah, I don't care. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Of late, I've been wondering about myself. Frankly, I don't see any good points in myself. Uh, okay, I can hear someone chanting "Stop it! Stop it!” And, no, I am not being emo. I just don't understand. That's all. (Hmmm, perhaps mild low self esteem) Let's put aside the brain, smart, talented and all sorts of things as such cos I know I have none of it. Take a look at the crowd. Each and every one of them seems to have better personality, characteristics and perhaps, some can even score a few points in the outlook department. Why would someone choose someone like me? I mean, what kind of things that makes one thinks that I'm better than anyone else? Ah, I faintly recalled someone did mention about, "How can I like someone who doesn't even have confidence in themselves. I'll look down on them instead." Now, this I'll have to agree. It is true indeed when that happens. However, different people react differently when it comes to certain things. At times, they can be having too much of self confidence that can lead them to destruction while at other times, the confidence meter could be at negative level. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 341px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2574/3921717138_bd2d9bfa8f.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Indecisiveness. Bad temper. Indecisiveness. Low self esteem. Indecisiveness. This is what I got when I asked the people around me, what are my weaknesses. Oh well, of course there are a lot to be list, but I think indecisiveness is the most obvious one that even those that just got to know me some time ago can pinpoint this out. A friend mentioned that it can be imagined and it can be frustrating. Sometimes, I just can't really decide which one is better or much more suitable. And most of the time, it revolves around myself. When it comes to me, I hardly can decide. Sooner or later people just got fed up of this bad habit of mine. :) I'll just have be able to decide? It is easier said than done. Every decision making leads to a new path and at the same time eliminating the path that you have not chosen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This reminds me of some thing I used to study long time ago. You know, like the poem we used to study in our English Literature, The Road Not Taken by Robert Frost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And sorry I could not travel both&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And be one traveler, long I stood&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And looked down one as far as I could&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;To where it bent in the undergrowth; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Then took the other, as just as fair,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And having perhaps the better claim,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because it was grassy and wanted wear;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Though as for the passing there&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Had worn them really about the same.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And both that morning equally lay&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;In leaves no step had trodden black.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh, I kept the first for another day!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yet knowing how way leads on the way,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I doubted if I should ever come back.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I shall be telling this with a sigh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Somewhere ages and ages hence:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Two roads diverged in a wood, and I-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I took the one less traveled by, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And that has made all the difference.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The traveler took the uncommon path. I wonder if I could be as brave in deciding against all odds. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;(Image from &lt;a href="http://www.cartoonstock.com/"&gt;www.cartoonstock.com&lt;/a&gt;. :D )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7581565666793782671-4268521814589525212?l=squarecookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/feeds/4268521814589525212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-have-lot-in-mind-that-i-wanted-to_15.html#comment-form' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/4268521814589525212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/4268521814589525212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-have-lot-in-mind-that-i-wanted-to_15.html' title='Weaknesses? Or what?'/><author><name>Square Cookies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01100431648419702433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rsa9nH5nY-s/Sd3udU0nMhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6Tl31qF0onA/S220/cat05.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2574/3921717138_bd2d9bfa8f_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7581565666793782671.post-5021832909159851543</id><published>2009-09-11T23:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T00:55:18.495+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life of a Cookie'/><title type='text'>Injuries</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm quite prone to injuries lately. I wonder why? I'm not that clumsy, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knocked my head, and to be truthful, occasionally I still have headaches. But not so often now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sprained my right ankle during badminton the other day. I thought applying menza on it would make it feel better. Well, indeed it was better but seems like slight pain is coming back haunting me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I sprained my neck during badminton session last Tuesday. (Yes, again). Hey, I did my warm up, stretch and all the shits but I still managed to sprain my neck. Ish. It is just because I wanted to learn a new technique. I keep applying menza / counter pain / anything but seem not that effective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should I just go to see the panel doctor? I think the in-house clinic has a long record of me asking for more and more menza. Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Hehehe, I think I am getting a tad better at badminton now! &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Minus the injuries please.&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7581565666793782671-5021832909159851543?l=squarecookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/feeds/5021832909159851543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/09/injuries.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/5021832909159851543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/5021832909159851543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/09/injuries.html' title='Injuries'/><author><name>Square Cookies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01100431648419702433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rsa9nH5nY-s/Sd3udU0nMhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6Tl31qF0onA/S220/cat05.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7581565666793782671.post-8386453126047469915</id><published>2009-09-10T22:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T00:18:39.073+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life of a Cookie'/><title type='text'>Muar-Malacca-KL-Teluk Intan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Oh man, I don't know how many trips I'll have to endure. I have been travelling since July and frankly, I feel tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm on the road again this coming weekend. I'll be travelling from Muar to KL on Saturday, then KL to TI on Sunday and returning to Muar on Monday. It is so tiring when I think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then on the Raya week, I'll be travelling again. Same places, just with longer duration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wish that I'm nearer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7581565666793782671-8386453126047469915?l=squarecookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/feeds/8386453126047469915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/09/muar-malacca-kl-teluk-intan.html#comment-form' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/8386453126047469915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/8386453126047469915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/09/muar-malacca-kl-teluk-intan.html' title='Muar-Malacca-KL-Teluk Intan'/><author><name>Square Cookies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01100431648419702433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rsa9nH5nY-s/Sd3udU0nMhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6Tl31qF0onA/S220/cat05.gif'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7581565666793782671.post-3252899280344848503</id><published>2009-09-09T19:26:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T23:23:02.702+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Working Cookie'/><title type='text'>Socks o socks</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It was a boring day at work today. Well, it doesn't mean that I don't have work to do. I have loads of work in queue and really, one should take a break once in awhile. I was talking to &lt;a href="http://lilnut.net/"&gt;SP&lt;/a&gt; in the noon. Somehow we came to talk about socks. Oh right, I mentioned that the socks I bought at Sox World the other day feels damn nice. My lady friend over here said, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Did you rub your face against the socks?&lt;/span&gt;" And that lady continued with, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Okay, now I know you got rub face on sock like dae.&lt;/span&gt;" =.=""&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next thing I knew, I was MMS-ing her the pic of the socks I am wearing. Well,  here's a pic of the socks which I fondly refer as &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;belang&lt;/span&gt; over our conversation. Now guys, meet the green &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;belang&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3448/3903589290_8dfac9bae7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3448/3903589290_8dfac9bae7.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I think I've even told my colleagues that I am wearing new socks today. :D (Psst: Childish, right?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh, I sent another MMS to SP right after I sent the first one. And her reaction was so exaggerating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2609/3903412977_6c5679a837.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 317px; height: 117px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2609/3903412977_6c5679a837.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;How can she faints when she sees that MMS?! It's so cute! :P Wondering what kind of pic I sent her? Scroll down...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3534/3903589256_6e62783f10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3534/3903589256_6e62783f10.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;LOL. Cute, right? Lalala~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7581565666793782671-3252899280344848503?l=squarecookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/feeds/3252899280344848503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/09/socks-o-socks.html#comment-form' title='22 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/3252899280344848503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/3252899280344848503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/09/socks-o-socks.html' title='Socks o socks'/><author><name>Square Cookies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01100431648419702433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rsa9nH5nY-s/Sd3udU0nMhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6Tl31qF0onA/S220/cat05.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3448/3903589290_8dfac9bae7_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>22</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7581565666793782671.post-881192342508553114</id><published>2009-09-08T12:23:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T22:59:06.733+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life of a Cookie'/><title type='text'>SC's List =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My wishlist / to-do list / or whatsoever you call it. I know, I know, it's nowhere near beginning of the year where you will get all hyped up to make some resolutions for the year. But it doesn't really matters, right? Not that everyone can stick to their plan even if they started at the beginning of the year. I feel like drawing out the short term and long term plan of things I want to do or buy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here it goes. In no particular order. Some of the stuff can be done right away, however, I'll just hold it until I'm sure of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;- Get a medical card for myself. (Let's just put the life insurance on hold) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;- Build up my cash reserves. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;- Relocate. Anywhere not so kampung should be fine. I'll think of the location later. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;- Register myself in a part-time MBA course. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;- Lead a healthier lifestyle. (I'm progressing a bit here. Badminton session regularly. Need to pick up a few more activities.) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;- Get a camera. I'll settle for a compact one first. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;- Change my phone. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;- Get a PSP. Seriously, I want one. :D &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;- Patricia Cornwell's Scarpetta series full collection. I have Predator and Scarpetta only. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;- Upgrade my computer. Or just get a laptop perhaps. :\ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;- Get myself a pet. After relocating that is. Most likely would be fishes. :) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;- Going for more family trips. Hmm, wouldn't be such a bad idea, right? But first, I need to be near them. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I don't really hope to start a business and make'em big/successful or earn a lot of money. All I hope is a simple life where basic necessities are not a problem. If you asked me where I see myself in the next 5 years, I think my answer would be a disappointment to some. I hope that in the next 5 years, I'll be at home with the my loved ones, graduated from my MBA and leading a carefree life (oh well, with the exception that I'm still owing my study loans).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, now, should I put buying a house or continuing my dad’s business in the list? &gt;.&lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7581565666793782671-881192342508553114?l=squarecookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/feeds/881192342508553114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/09/scs-list.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/881192342508553114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/881192342508553114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/09/scs-list.html' title='SC&apos;s List =)'/><author><name>Square Cookies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01100431648419702433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rsa9nH5nY-s/Sd3udU0nMhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6Tl31qF0onA/S220/cat05.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7581565666793782671.post-5506425257559240585</id><published>2009-09-05T19:26:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T21:53:42.322+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life of a Cookie'/><title type='text'>Badminton / Car / Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's time to blog down what I did this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to the badminton session twice a week now, if I'm not going anywhere on Friday night. I must say, it is a good thing. Sweating and such. It makes life a bit better, in a sense that it feels much more meaningful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, time is better spent that way rather than going back home to face the computer and walls. Time is much better spent at hanging out with friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other note, I had an appointment booked with Perodua for some parts claiming. It's under warranty. Waking up on Saturday at 8.30am is such a drag, I tell you. I went there waited for an hour just to find out that they ordered the wrong parts for me. I'll have to go again on next Saturday. Sigh. Oh, I asked them to estimate my &lt;a href="http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/08/accidents-my-car-and-me.html"&gt;car repair&lt;/a&gt;. It costs me a freaking 1.5k? Sweat. I mean, if it is that much to repair it, then FML. (for the meaning of FML, do bother to google it up or go to Urban Dictionary and choose the one that you think fits in this condition)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, weekends. Weekends. I've been waiting for the weekend since weekdays. But I've no plan for this weekend. My Saturday was spent by napping till now. :| I slept through the day! Oh wait, I did wake up to click on the Mouse Hunt and Fish Wrangler. Swt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I better drag myself up and start cleaning up my room. It feels like living in a garbage dump area. Ciao people. Ciao.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7581565666793782671-5506425257559240585?l=squarecookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/feeds/5506425257559240585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/09/badminton-car-weekend.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/5506425257559240585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/5506425257559240585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/09/badminton-car-weekend.html' title='Badminton / Car / Weekend'/><author><name>Square Cookies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01100431648419702433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rsa9nH5nY-s/Sd3udU0nMhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6Tl31qF0onA/S220/cat05.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7581565666793782671.post-5007569321448139857</id><published>2009-09-01T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T22:35:02.481+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life of a Cookie'/><title type='text'>Fish bones</title><content type='html'>Bought something when I was out with my colleagues. Something that I usually won't buy, but this is something ... erm, like me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2620/3874157447_982ba4a3d8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2620/3874157447_982ba4a3d8.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Big fish eats small fish. Small fish eats, er, little fish~&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/7581565666793782671-5007569321448139857?l=squarecookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/feeds/5007569321448139857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/09/fish-bones.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/5007569321448139857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/5007569321448139857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/09/fish-bones.html' title='Fish bones'/><author><name>Square Cookies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01100431648419702433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rsa9nH5nY-s/Sd3udU0nMhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6Tl31qF0onA/S220/cat05.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2620/3874157447_982ba4a3d8_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7581565666793782671.post-648449337903418320</id><published>2009-08-31T21:18:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T21:56:58.007+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life of a Cookie'/><title type='text'>Accidents &amp; my car</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;21st August 2009, 7.20pm @ Malacca (near Pantai Hospital &amp;amp; King's Hotel crossroad)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First accident with a Gen II.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2586/3873895751_f1bca89330.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2586/3873895751_f1bca89330.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He paid me 150 bucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;30th August 2009, 12.50pm @ Malacca (Near the roundabout at Hang Li Po's well)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second accident with a car that I think if he sells it, it won't fetch him $1k also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I paid him 200 bucks. Why? Always my fault if I hit other car's butt. Oh well, I don't want to argue. *shrugs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3547/3873896387_8a593b006b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3547/3873896387_8a593b006b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3431/3874682096_da384cd24b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3431/3874682096_da384cd24b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Front&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2568/3874681948_455ef92fa2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2568/3874681948_455ef92fa2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3518/3874703362_1792940ce9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3518/3874703362_1792940ce9.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A closer look. &lt;a href="http://lilnut.net/"&gt;SP&lt;/a&gt;'s dad helped to tie it.&lt;br /&gt;(He asked, "Should I sacrifice the belt or the LAN cable?")&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/7581565666793782671-648449337903418320?l=squarecookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/feeds/648449337903418320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/08/accidents-my-car-and-me.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/648449337903418320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/648449337903418320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/08/accidents-my-car-and-me.html' title='Accidents &amp; my car'/><author><name>Square Cookies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01100431648419702433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rsa9nH5nY-s/Sd3udU0nMhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6Tl31qF0onA/S220/cat05.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2586/3873895751_f1bca89330_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7581565666793782671.post-8235093708521294340</id><published>2009-08-29T16:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T22:41:14.024+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life of a Cookie'/><title type='text'>Langkawi Trip #5</title><content type='html'>Final post about Langkawi trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3429/3785644514_d4b88853d1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3429/3785644514_d4b88853d1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2555/3785644738_04f8bb054b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2555/3785644738_04f8bb054b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;First time buy so many these things. But 80% not mine. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Refer posts &lt;a href="http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/08/langkawi-trip-1.html"&gt;#1&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/08/langkawi-trip-2.html"&gt;#2&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/08/langkawi-trip-3.html"&gt;#3&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/08/langkawi-trip-4.html"&gt;#4&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7581565666793782671-8235093708521294340?l=squarecookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/feeds/8235093708521294340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/08/langkawi-trip-5.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/8235093708521294340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/8235093708521294340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/08/langkawi-trip-5.html' title='Langkawi Trip #5'/><author><name>Square Cookies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01100431648419702433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rsa9nH5nY-s/Sd3udU0nMhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6Tl31qF0onA/S220/cat05.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3429/3785644514_d4b88853d1_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7581565666793782671.post-9016900243706977872</id><published>2009-08-28T16:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T22:34:39.363+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life of a Cookie'/><title type='text'>Langkawi Trip #4</title><content type='html'>Langkawi post again (backdated). Just to put up the pics. Refer &lt;a href="http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/08/langkawi-trip-1.html"&gt;#1&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/08/langkawi-trip-2.html"&gt;#2&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/08/langkawi-trip-3.html"&gt;#3&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2631/3804473044_25cdd2e5cf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2631/3804473044_25cdd2e5cf.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2653/3804474354_2cfdf1bd60.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2653/3804474354_2cfdf1bd60.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At Black Sand Beach. Nice to see, not nice to step on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2507/3804473142_2392041d98.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2507/3804473142_2392041d98.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At Telaga Air Panas. Still under construction. Hearsay will be done on 2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3455/3804474596_03f36b04dc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3455/3804474596_03f36b04dc.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Looking up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2535/3804474492_b8f6f8d30c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2535/3804474492_b8f6f8d30c.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I like this :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3578/3803660711_4e90312c86.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3578/3803660711_4e90312c86.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If and only if I can dip my feet into the hot water while enjoying the scene...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3584/3804474726_8a97f85341.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3584/3804474726_8a97f85341.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The river at the bridge before getting into the cable car area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3480/3803660489_85e5f249a6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3480/3803660489_85e5f249a6.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A view @ Pantai Tengah (I think...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3442/3803660769_e61aa650bd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3442/3803660769_e61aa650bd.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sunset @ Dataran Lang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3168/3803660971_bc7b7d3f1d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3168/3803660971_bc7b7d3f1d.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A view from Kota Mashuri...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3583/3804475494_c286d783e7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3583/3804475494_c286d783e7.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Roadside @ Pantai Cenang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3547/3804474792_dffef25e69.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3547/3804474792_dffef25e69.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bayview Hotel :D Nice one...&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/7581565666793782671-9016900243706977872?l=squarecookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/feeds/9016900243706977872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/08/langkawi-trip-4.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/9016900243706977872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/9016900243706977872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/08/langkawi-trip-4.html' title='Langkawi Trip #4'/><author><name>Square Cookies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01100431648419702433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rsa9nH5nY-s/Sd3udU0nMhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6Tl31qF0onA/S220/cat05.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2631/3804473044_25cdd2e5cf_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7581565666793782671.post-4083705863964425236</id><published>2009-08-27T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T21:37:48.425+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life of a Cookie'/><title type='text'>Langkawi Trip #3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Bonjour, peeps~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's about my Langkawi trip again. Read the first post &lt;a href="http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/08/langkawi-trip-1.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and second post &lt;a href="http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/08/langkawi-trip-2.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent my first day in Awana Porto Malai. Frankly, I love the surroundings but the hotel room is average only. Here is a few pictures I took. I'm not a pro nor I'm using a SLR. :( But I like my pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2541/3804474036_d463f4925f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2541/3804474036_d463f4925f.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In front of Awana Porto Malai. Mum was waiting for me while I took this. They must be finding it weird that I stopped every now and then just to take pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3421/3803674609_09e7d3c6a5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 300px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3421/3803674609_09e7d3c6a5.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3444/3804488792_fdbd8bb732.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 300px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3444/3804488792_fdbd8bb732.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Inside, near to the sea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2433/3804488848_f43708bed8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 300px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2433/3804488848_f43708bed8.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2451/3804472884_ff4910c926.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2451/3804472884_ff4910c926.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2465/3804472778_1a87fd5de7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2465/3804472778_1a87fd5de7.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sunset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2505/3803659917_65d160a110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2505/3803659917_65d160a110.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was raining heavily and it rained for the whole day. I was waiting for my island hopping. In the end, I still managed to go for the island hopping and it was quite an experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Au reviour, peeps. I ran out of idea on what to write yet I still want to write something. For my own keepsake.&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/7581565666793782671-4083705863964425236?l=squarecookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/feeds/4083705863964425236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/08/langkawi-trip-3.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/4083705863964425236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/4083705863964425236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/08/langkawi-trip-3.html' title='Langkawi Trip #3'/><author><name>Square Cookies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01100431648419702433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rsa9nH5nY-s/Sd3udU0nMhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6Tl31qF0onA/S220/cat05.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2541/3804474036_d463f4925f_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7581565666793782671.post-6302518465988324365</id><published>2009-08-26T22:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T23:20:39.375+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life&apos;s Like Crumbs'/><title type='text'>The Night of Sevens aka Qixi Festival</title><content type='html'>Today is the 7th day of the 7th lunar month. It is the time where the Cowherd and the Weaver girl will meet once a year. More info at &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Qixi_Festival"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wiki.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;It is said that if it rains on the night of Qi Xi, it is the tears of Niulang and Zhinü crying for a lost year apart because the magpies will not come on a night that rains.&lt;/blockquote&gt;Oh man, it rained. Sigh, it is a pity if they cant meet. :-(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Side note: Wiki said it is Chinese Valentine's Day today.&lt;strike&gt; Well, not that I have my other half to wish it to, but still,&lt;/strike&gt; my wishes for the others! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7581565666793782671-6302518465988324365?l=squarecookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/feeds/6302518465988324365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/08/night-of-sevens-aka-qixi-festival.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/6302518465988324365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/6302518465988324365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/08/night-of-sevens-aka-qixi-festival.html' title='The Night of Sevens aka Qixi Festival'/><author><name>Square Cookies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01100431648419702433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rsa9nH5nY-s/Sd3udU0nMhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6Tl31qF0onA/S220/cat05.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7581565666793782671.post-7053135078858204737</id><published>2009-08-26T16:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T21:46:44.245+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life of a Cookie'/><title type='text'>Langkawi Trip #2</title><content type='html'>Fuh, I really lazy want to post my Langkawi pics. It has been in the draft for god knows how long. Hence, I decided just to post the pics and spare you guys from the wordings. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*shows V sign*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2671/3804473232_c6909e3f3e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2671/3804473232_c6909e3f3e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Checking in...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2529/3804471816_7fd7af573a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2529/3804471816_7fd7af573a.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh, oh, that's the plane!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2537/3804473396_25be9ac449.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2537/3804473396_25be9ac449.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Arrived! Langkawi~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2657/3804471922_4a27735b9b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2657/3804471922_4a27735b9b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;First destination on first day~ Underwater World!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2621/3803657957_5f70c8c3fa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2621/3803657957_5f70c8c3fa.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I see crabbies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3520/3803657829_8f508d30a2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3520/3803657829_8f508d30a2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh man, a fat penguin chilling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3579/3804472340_5e63a0ce98.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3579/3804472340_5e63a0ce98.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Find me! Find me! Me is nemo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2474/3804472432_6de72ec78b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2474/3804472432_6de72ec78b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Eeww! I don't want to kiss a seal! Psst: Seal flu coming~ &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*"Sealed with a kiss" music*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2564/3803659215_5a0f9d3c68.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2564/3803659215_5a0f9d3c68.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Steamed fish. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*drools*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3168/3804473668_4172f91a96.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3168/3804473668_4172f91a96.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Aww. Where are you looking? Me here! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*waves*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2509/3804473778_5cdcb3298f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2509/3804473778_5cdcb3298f.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*clears throat*&lt;/span&gt; Ladies and gentlemen, I present you, .... ..... GOLDFISH! Tadaa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2661/3803659531_654ee2c564.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2661/3803659531_654ee2c564.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sting ray's butt. Mmmm, delicious. Opps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3583/3804472002_3db12cba96.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3583/3804472002_3db12cba96.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I wanna train my neck muscle! Me too! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*ugh, I see and I feel the pain*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3488/3804473962_f3eae77ba1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3488/3804473962_f3eae77ba1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Penguin world! We, penguins, are the world's leaders!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm not yet done. More to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Langkawi #1 &lt;a href="http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/08/langkawi-trip-1.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7581565666793782671-7053135078858204737?l=squarecookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/feeds/7053135078858204737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/08/langkawi-trip-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/7053135078858204737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7581565666793782671/posts/default/7053135078858204737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squarecookies.blogspot.com/2009/08/langkawi-trip-2.html' title='Langkawi Trip #2'/><author><name>Square Cookies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01100431648419702433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rsa9nH5nY-s/Sd3udU0nMhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6Tl31qF0onA/S220/cat05.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2671/3804473232_c6909e3f3e_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
