<?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-7392960</id><updated>2011-04-22T07:12:20.715+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moments Like These........</title><subtitle type='html'>ME......paranoid, confused but not crazy, wishing to widen my social life by making new frenz, just married a wonderful man, loves to see the world, chilling out and disturbing my cousins</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylinda.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylinda.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11464054699759859874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>219</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392960.post-115044462070267786</id><published>2006-06-16T15:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T11:13:59.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sigh....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/mylinda/carmine2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Carmine... don't you just look smashing..??? Hehehehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With this picture, I bow out from the blogging world.  Will visit other bloggers sporadically..Good luck and God Bless....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392960-115044462070267786?l=mylinda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/115044462070267786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/115044462070267786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylinda.blogspot.com/2006/06/sigh.html' title='Sigh....'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11464054699759859874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392960.post-115009654386758705</id><published>2006-06-12T15:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T15:15:43.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Darn It..........</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.babyhd.blogspot.com/"&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HER&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt; lovable son celebrated his 3rd birthday yesterday.  It was supposed to be a private affair, but somehow word got out, (thanks to my mom), and a few close family members came, turning it to a joyous affair.  Her kid, being only 3, of course was thrilled to receive lots of presents and moolah.... Hehehehe.. And of course, he got lots of "friends" to turn the house topsy turvy.  Overall I had a wonderful time.  To my 3 year old nephew, "Happy Birthday HD!!""&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But strangely, out of the blue, I seemed to be bitten by the cold bug.  I was feeling feverish and suddenly my throat felt parched and dry.  Not to mention, suddenly I began sniffling.. Shucks!!.. Ate two cold panadols, hoping to push the cold away, but no such luck.. I tossed and turned one whole night because of a blocked nose.  I hated stuffy nose.  Had been popping cold panadols like skittles today, but still it doesn't seemed to be working... Urgh!!! Maybe this is the punishment to me for drinking too much of Coke during the birthday party yesterday....Double shucks...Learnt my lesson to drink soft drinks in moderation next time.. Hehehehe...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392960-115009654386758705?l=mylinda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/115009654386758705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/115009654386758705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylinda.blogspot.com/2006/06/darn-it.html' title='Darn It..........'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11464054699759859874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392960.post-114981885981397004</id><published>2006-06-09T09:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-09T10:07:39.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How I yearn...</title><content type='html'>First of all.. my heartiest congratulations to one of my close MSN "khakis", Aliyah, for receiving a bundle of joy last Wednesday night.  U go girl...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to visit her yesterday.  Masyallah, her baby is sooooooooo cute and soooo right in my arms..... How I wish I could hold the lil one forever.. If possible, nak bawak balik.. Kekeke.. But no can do.. Lil one's DADDY dah standby outside... Shucks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, I just had to make do by carrying the lil one for a few minutes. Just to satisfy my longing.. Sigh.. Holding the lil one really makes me yearn for one of my own...Wonder when would I am able to hold a baby of my own?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/mylinda/pia4.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bracelet courtesy from Ummi Rina, Ummi Liza, MamaHD, Mami Indah, Ibu Salha, and Fiza..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/mylinda/pia3.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Oh lil one.. nak ikut Mami Indah balik tak??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/mylinda/pia2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so ready to be a mom.. Sigh..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392960-114981885981397004?l=mylinda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/114981885981397004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/114981885981397004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylinda.blogspot.com/2006/06/how-i-yearn.html' title='How I yearn...'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11464054699759859874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392960.post-114958520387793107</id><published>2006-06-06T17:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T17:13:23.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shioknya</title><content type='html'>The short, last minute trip to Trengganu / Cherating was awesome.  Although we went there via coach and it's quite tiring, overall it's been fun.  With the company of my three cute and hyperactive nieces and nephew, it was a delight.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents, my 10 year old nephew, my cozzie and her 3 kids... It all add up to the fun factor.  Especially since Daddy &amp; Mommy sponsored for the trip.  Hehehee.... Hubby couldn't get leave hence he's a miss-out in this trip.  It's simply a shopping heaven there.  I think if I went there with Hubby, huh, borong abis aku.  Nevertheless, I did get some momento to remember by.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, let the pics do the talking.. Click snapshots for pics..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392960-114958520387793107?l=mylinda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/114958520387793107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/114958520387793107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylinda.blogspot.com/2006/06/shioknya.html' title='Shioknya'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11464054699759859874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392960.post-114921593344842912</id><published>2006-06-02T10:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T10:38:53.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yahoooooooo!!!!</title><content type='html'>Finally the D-Day is here... Trengganu / Cherating.. here I come.... Woo hoo!!!... *jiggy dance*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392960-114921593344842912?l=mylinda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/114921593344842912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/114921593344842912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylinda.blogspot.com/2006/06/yahoooooooo.html' title='Yahoooooooo!!!!'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11464054699759859874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392960.post-114890381693005750</id><published>2006-05-29T19:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-29T19:56:56.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Goodness!!</title><content type='html'>I had always pictured students with higher educational levels to be more matured thinking, honest &amp; responsible.  I want to share to all about this episode which really had me thinking otherwise..... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had decided to go to LJS at Tampines Mall for lunch today with my 10 year old nephew.  Whilst eating peacefully, a group of JC students came.  It's quite a big group, so they sat beside and behind us.  Of course with big groups, comes big chatter.  They were making a lot of noise.. I was rather annoyed by the noise but nevertheless minding my business, and continue eating.  Now, if you have been to LJS in Tampines Mall, you'd know that the  seats are so near to each other that there is extremely no privacy at all and that the people sitting next to you would know immediately what you're doing or saying (even if you whisper). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All except one (the guy sitting next to me) in that JC group ordered something to eat.  That guy was a HONGKEE.  How I know?? Well, because the girls in that group had talked rather loudly about spending a holiday in Hong Kong after A-levels next year, and wanting the guy to show them around + staying in his place.  They were planning on where to go and whatnots.... Then some of the group's meals had been sent by the staff.  In the confusion, this staff had given 1 extra meal to the NON-ORDERING JC guy.  NOW, usually if people didn't order anything, they'll own up immediately (if they are honest)... Well, that HONGKEE guy was ACTUALLY acting blur.  It's surprising to see that he was HESITANT in wanting to take the meal or not.  I think he was aware that I had heard him saying earlier about not wanting to EAT anything to his friend, and that I had been giving him side glances, waiting for him to own up, before he finally said "NO, he didn't order" to the staff.  After the staff took away the meal, I was shocked and horrified to hear one of his friends (the guy sitting BEHIND me), ACTUALLY said that the HONGKEE is stupid in owning up.  In fact, he actually taught the HONGKEE to say that next time, just said YES,... Oh My Gosh!! NEXT TIME???!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From this episode, I really began wondering... WHAT EXACTLY HAD THE HIGHER INSTITUTIONS BEEN TEACHING OUR YOUNG THESE DAYS?? HOW TO BE DISHONEST?? I shuddered at the thought.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392960-114890381693005750?l=mylinda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/114890381693005750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/114890381693005750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylinda.blogspot.com/2006/05/my-goodness.html' title='My Goodness!!'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11464054699759859874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392960.post-114826879335297494</id><published>2006-05-22T11:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T11:33:13.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So delicious........</title><content type='html'>Had an impromptu gathering last Saturday.. Had loads and loads of fun at "RUMAH SAMPLE"(Kolin's house).. hehhehehee.. There's plenty of food, laughter and joking all over.. Let the pictures do the talking.. (click on my snapshots to view)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392960-114826879335297494?l=mylinda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/114826879335297494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/114826879335297494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylinda.blogspot.com/2006/05/so-delicious.html' title='So delicious........'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11464054699759859874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392960.post-114766102973443142</id><published>2006-05-15T10:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T10:43:49.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally it's over!!!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was the most tiring, busiest but fun day for me.  Hubby and me had our very 1st housewarming function at our new flat.  Not a big one just with family and friends.  Wow!! I am deeply touched to find the response overwhelming.  Truely honored that family and friends had taken the time to drop by our humble abode, even though it's coincidentally Mother's Day.  To those who came... A big Thank you for making my housewarming function a succcess....*grinz*... To my MSN "khakis", "Amboi korang,... bukan main korang eh ambik pics inside my room.. takmo show orang eh"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of Mother's Day, I had gotten a last minute kinda prezzie for mom last Saturday.  It was actually impromptu kinda decision.  Bad, bad me... Hehehe.. Anyway, I've gotten her three different kind of brooches, since mom like to varies her brooches on her tudung.  Gave the prezzie to her on Saturday night, and she was really surprised and happy. It's nice to see that she proudly wore one of the prezzie to my function.  Didn't get my MIL anything though, since it's really difficult to pinpoint her taste.  Let's just say my taste and MIL are really, really different and leave it at that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok the tiredness is really setting in..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392960-114766102973443142?l=mylinda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/114766102973443142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/114766102973443142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylinda.blogspot.com/2006/05/finally-its-over_15.html' title='Finally it&apos;s over!!!'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11464054699759859874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392960.post-114707014866277917</id><published>2006-05-08T14:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T14:35:48.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What!!!!</title><content type='html'>Polling weekend over... Already known who had won most of the places (not surprising at all).. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Sat, me and Hubby had a slight tiff.  Since both were being hot-tempered and hard-headed, it took some time before we cooled off our anger.  Hubby went off to his mom's place while me decided to go to Harbourfront, just to clear my mind.  Once anger had subsided, we took turns to apologise to each other via sms.  End up with Hubby coming to Harbourfront to meet me.  There are SALE everywhere, so we gave in to temptation of RETAIL THERAPY.  Then from Harbourfront, we went to Parkway Parade.  Didn't managed to get things that I want, so we rushed to Tampiness Mall.  Bought myself a new pair of Converse slippers since the last one had worn out.  By that time, Hubby was hungry so decided to have dinner at Bali Thai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An incident happened to us at Bali Thai.  We had asked the cashier what time would the restaurant closed since it's already 8.40pm.  She told us last order would be at 9.15pm.  So happily we took our seats and our order.  A young, quirky, Malay waitress took our order.   She managed to get our drinks mixed up, somehow.  Then, one by one our dishes arrived.  Funny thing is, the waiter who had sent us the dishes, had somehow ignored the fact that both Hubby and my plates were Empty, ie, no RICE.  But he was all this while carrying the bowl of rice.  Sheesh... both Hubby and me looked at each other, and I burst out laughing.  Hubby had called the Malay waitress that took our order earlier and asked her "Do u see anything that is lacking in our table?"... She was apologetic and quickly return with our rice.  When we had finished dinner, the waitress came to us and apologised once again..Hubby had somehow managed to make her think that he's flirting with her because she asked Hubby the following question after apologising, "Ini anak ke matair?" *slaps forehead*... Both Hubby and me looked at each  other and I burst out laughing again.. Hubby shook his head..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From this episode, I really don't know whether to feel insulted or complimented.  Hehehehe...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392960-114707014866277917?l=mylinda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/114707014866277917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/114707014866277917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylinda.blogspot.com/2006/05/what.html' title='What!!!!'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11464054699759859874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392960.post-114648908883231249</id><published>2006-05-01T21:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T21:11:28.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hehe...</title><content type='html'>OK.. Mushy stuff over... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a wonderful anniversary day.. Hubby took leave so that we could spent the day together.  Since Hubby's work schedule is getting from bad to worse, I really cherished the time spent.  Also it's because these past few weeks, we've been busy taking care of nitty gritty things in the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shucks!!! Suddenly I got blog's block (hehehe)... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS : I just love this song and the sexy, yummy Bon Jovi... *stuck out tongue to &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;UMMI&lt;/span&gt;*..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392960-114648908883231249?l=mylinda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/114648908883231249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/114648908883231249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylinda.blogspot.com/2006/05/hehe.html' title='Hehe...'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11464054699759859874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392960.post-114613308783373244</id><published>2006-04-27T17:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T18:18:07.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To you ......Hubby</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;WARNING!! THE FOLLOWING ENTRY IS SUPER MUSHY!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Hubby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This entry is dedicated especially for you.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a few days' time, we will be celebrating our 2nd year wedding anniversary.  In fact, this coming Labour Day, would be a special day for us as long as we live.  It's the day you took me away legally from my dad.  No doubt, it's not long, but I think I can safely say that we've been through a lot these couple of years.  It's amazing how we tolerated and accepted each other's weaknesses + flaws and appreciated + embraced each other's merits, knowing our temperaments.  I sure hope that in time to come, we will be more tolerant and more forgiving to each other.  So, with our wedding song in the background, I just wanna say, " I LOVE U HUBBY"... Happy 2nd Anniversary........ (*evil grin* Where's my prezzie?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours truly&lt;br /&gt;ME&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392960-114613308783373244?l=mylinda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/114613308783373244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/114613308783373244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylinda.blogspot.com/2006/04/to-you-hubby.html' title='To you ......Hubby'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11464054699759859874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392960.post-114594883306924233</id><published>2006-04-25T14:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T15:07:13.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Duh!!</title><content type='html'>Had a really tiring weekend.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Sat, mom had called all her "khakis" from mosque to recite Yasin for my new house.  She had estimated them to be around 20 - 30 "makciks".  Imagine our shock and surprise, when nearly 40 "makciks" came by.  Although it's a bit squeezy, all managed to find a comfortable spot to began reciting.  It's so soothing and calming to hear the their unison voices.  But I can only enjoyed it for a minute or two since mom had designated me to make 40 packets of eatables to be distributed to the "makciks".  Mom, being mom, was super duper "gancheong"... for nothing. Not that it surprised any of her friends.  She worried about not enough food, not enough this, not enough that.. sheesh.. After about 2 hours later, when all the makciks went home, it's time for a small gathering with a few key people from mom's side.  Had a great but tiring time.  Thank God it's over. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I went to meet my cozzy, the budding tailor.  I had asked for her help to make my curtains since my house at the moment are curtain-less.  She had advised me to just buy 1 set first.. but me, being me, had bought 2 sets of curtains materials.  Hehehehe... due to my "naughty" eyes, I had to carry 2 sets of heavy curtain materials... BERAT NAK MAMPUS... hehhehehe.. Took a cab to the TAILOR's place, rest for a while, and back home... Hopefully one set of curtains would be ready before my actual housewarming this upcoming 14th... Shucks.. Another tiring day anticipated.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392960-114594883306924233?l=mylinda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/114594883306924233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/114594883306924233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylinda.blogspot.com/2006/04/duh.html' title='Duh!!'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11464054699759859874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392960.post-114533792531222839</id><published>2006-04-18T13:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-18T13:25:25.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Huh???!!</title><content type='html'>It's very frustrating and irritating to find yourself in between petty feuds.  Here I am, minding my own business, when I got scolded by &lt;strong&gt;H&lt;/strong&gt; for being so protective towards &lt;strong&gt;B&lt;/strong&gt; on some teeny weeny stuff.  Sheessh!!! And in the first place, I don't even know what's the fuss was all about.... The perils for being a mediator... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Better yet, &lt;strong&gt;H&lt;/strong&gt; himself had done the same thing a few months ago and had been nagged by YOURS TRULY... Is this payback time or what??? Sheesh!! I had thought MEN are a boh chiap lot, but in this case, I guess I was WAY wrong.... They are worse than us LADIES....... Having stayed with two full grown "&lt;strong&gt;TWERPS&lt;/strong&gt;" (go check the dictionary on the meaning), I think I can safely say their bitchiness is beyond belief.. *shakes head*....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MEN!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392960-114533792531222839?l=mylinda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/114533792531222839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/114533792531222839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylinda.blogspot.com/2006/04/huh.html' title='Huh???!!'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11464054699759859874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392960.post-114475940125958786</id><published>2006-04-11T20:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-11T20:43:21.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally</title><content type='html'>At Last!!! Finally!! I've moved to my spanking new flat.  Yippee!!! On the same day, I've changed myself to be a SENGKARIAN... Hehehehehehe!!!... Had unpack most of the stuff, except the boxes of books that I've had nowhere to put... It's amazing to find that even though I've thrown a considerable amount of stuff, I've still lack of space to put my books.. Sheesh.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm glad to find that my parents had blend right into the surroundings and atmosphere to the new place.  Alhamdullillah... Another tick in the long list of things I have to do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, the computer is OK to be used.. Thank God!! I felt really lost without a computer.  Hubby had salvaged his old, battered laptop for his own personal use hence, I have more space for my stuff on my PC.. Yeay.. Life is great when you can have your own way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok got to go now... "Charmed" is starting soon....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392960-114475940125958786?l=mylinda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/114475940125958786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/114475940125958786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylinda.blogspot.com/2006/04/finally.html' title='Finally'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11464054699759859874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392960.post-114380464813305339</id><published>2006-03-31T19:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T19:31:56.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired....</title><content type='html'>"Uwahhhhhhhhhh"..... I am so super duper tired.  Been busy packing, packing and more packing.  To make it worse, MR Computer had to die on me.  I'm now computer-less..(had to borrow from my sil's lappy just to type this entry)..  Had to send to the "doctor" for complete overhaul.. It's really amazing to find that things HAD TO just STOPPED working just as my moving house date is getting nearer and nearer.  Sheesh!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, my complaints aside... I had finally finished shopping for my house items.  Just bought a sofa, courtesy of dear old granny-in-law.  *grins*.. Bought some throw cushions, some rugs, some mats from IKEA too.. Hehehee.. Total cost.. $1.5K... *gulps*... Lucky ada orang sponsor.. Hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My house is nearly done 95%.. Tomorrow, the final touches... Finally, the flat will be ready... Couldn't believe... My flat of my very own.. Yippee!!!.. It may not be as nice as those designers drawn flats but it'll make do for now... I didn't really renovated much as I'm on a shoe string budget, but whatever it is, I still love it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;To my msn buddies, "Aku malu ah nak jemput korang datang housewarming.. Hehehe, flat aku tak secantik korang punya"... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392960-114380464813305339?l=mylinda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/114380464813305339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/114380464813305339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylinda.blogspot.com/2006/03/tired_31.html' title='Tired....'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11464054699759859874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392960.post-114342605108992054</id><published>2006-03-27T10:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T16:33:16.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HOLIDAY....</title><content type='html'>Had a marvellous time last weekend.  Why?? Because my dear sweet hubby had taken one week off and took me &lt;a href="http://www.holidaycity.com/nirwanaresorthotel/"&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;here&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, to celebrate my birthday last Friday.  I so needed a break.... *grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't took any pics as the ever absend minded moi had forgotten to charge the digicam.  Hehehhee.. Too excited to go holiday I guess.  Although it's a short getaway, but I feel really energised and refreshed.  Also it's the only time where I don't have to worry Hubby will start his "WOW" game on the computer.  Hehehhee.. So more Hubby time for me = Project B.  *I ride a horse, jing jing jing*.. Oops, melalut pulak aku... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, on the last night, we went to this seafood restaurant called "THE KELONG".  The food is super yummylicious.  I took each dish from my camera phone, hence the clarity isnt that great... due to unforseen circumstances, the pics couldn't be shown.. sorry folks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK.. had to go and pack...  Tatitu...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392960-114342605108992054?l=mylinda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/114342605108992054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/114342605108992054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylinda.blogspot.com/2006/03/holiday.html' title='HOLIDAY....'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11464054699759859874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392960.post-114265020248430078</id><published>2006-03-18T10:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-18T10:50:02.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Take a break...</title><content type='html'>Time flies so much faster when you are not working.  Sheesh!! Close, open, close, open (Pejam celik pejam celik lah), it's gonna be almost a month I've stayed at home.  And yet, no packing had been done.  Hehehehehhe!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good news is that the renovations of my flat is almost over.  Left with only the nitty gritty like cleaning up, hanging of toilet accessories &amp; cushions for my living room.  Hmm.. I think by next week everything would be ready.  *dreamy sigh*.. I've yet to inspect the work done for my living room and dining table.  Hopefully all will look fine.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Push the thought of new flat aside... I took a break from the housewifey chores and went out swimming with the my soul sistas yesterday.  It was awesome.  With the pretense of looking after the KIDS, the sistas and me wade through the pool meant for KIDS, since I think non of us could actually SWIM.. Hehehe.. We had a marvellous time splashing water at each other.  I think we had more fun then the kids.. Hehehe.. We went from one pool to another, but far from the actual pool meant for us.  *grins*.. I enjoyed playing with my favourite nephews and nieces..Stayed in the pools until midday.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After felt tired from "swimming", we cleaned up and had our lunch at one of the shopping centres and went our separate ways.  Took a cab to Whitesands to buy some reading materials.  Blardy taxi driver cheated me off $1.   I was feeling sleepy hence didnt really checked the fare until later.  Shit!! Blame it on my sleepiness.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really wanted to start my packing today. But since the weather is so welcomingly HOT, the laziness inside me crept out.  There's always tomorrow.  *grins sheepishly*..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392960-114265020248430078?l=mylinda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/114265020248430078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/114265020248430078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylinda.blogspot.com/2006/03/take-break.html' title='Take a break...'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11464054699759859874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392960.post-114186784127000421</id><published>2006-03-09T09:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T09:30:41.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmm...</title><content type='html'>*Achoooo*.... hehehe excuse me for the dust...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, what to write?? oh ya... the renovations to the flat is going great.  In fact, I've yet to pay the contractor the usual "10% upon signing of contract"... We had told him that half way through the job, we will pay him 50% (if the work is satisfactory of course) and the rest once everything is finished.  Anyway, so far, after doing spotchecks, I find the job is done as I like it.  Except of course for the aircon cables.  Since my flat was design built, hence it's internal wiring.  The aircon cable grossly stuck out from my room to my mom's room like a sore thumb.  But, what to do, I don't have enough budget to ask them hack the ceiling to put the cables internally.  Sigh... But, other than that, I could hardly wait until my living &amp; dining room to be done.  Hehehehehhee... I designed it myself (of course with a copycat from magazine) hence, I was crossing my fingers that it turn out to be what I want it to be.  *dreamy sigh*......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Received some good news with regards to my PR flat.  The valuation of the flat was higher than predicted which is a good thing.  Also, there's no restrictions of ethnic races.... Thank God!!! I was hoping that I could sell the flat together with the furnishings to the next buyer.  Hopefully got a good price to it.  Insyallah... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad news is that, I still have yet to pack anything.  Hehehhe!!! Guess it's just plain L-A-Z-Y bug........ Well, anyway, there's heaps of time.  *grins*....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.. got to go.... till then..... au revoir...............&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392960-114186784127000421?l=mylinda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/114186784127000421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/114186784127000421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylinda.blogspot.com/2006/03/hmm.html' title='Hmm...'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11464054699759859874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392960.post-114084099570756649</id><published>2006-02-25T11:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-25T12:16:35.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Desperate Housewife.... NOT!!!!</title><content type='html'>Well it's official.. As of today onwards, I'm officially a housewife.  Decided to clear my leave and go off earlier from that hellhole.  The colleagues were taken for surprise as they had thought I would be in until next Tuesday.  Hehehehe!!! Whatever... Even the boss wasn't in since he'd been called to M'sia last minute.  All the better for me since I don't have to listen to "lectures."  Anyway, collected my paycheque and off I went home.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's funny how life turned out to be.  Just as I thought that my luck would still be the same, some good luck dust been sprinkled on me... Not that I'm complaining.. nosiree... Hehehehe.. Alhamdullillah.. at least I know I am not in a bad shape after all... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, nothing much to write... Will be busy with the renovations and the sale proceeding of flat hence please excuse me if I'm not able to update regularly...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392960-114084099570756649?l=mylinda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/114084099570756649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/114084099570756649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylinda.blogspot.com/2006/02/desperate-housewife-not.html' title='Desperate Housewife.... NOT!!!!'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11464054699759859874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392960.post-114044065764036771</id><published>2006-02-20T20:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T21:04:17.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HUH!!!</title><content type='html'>It's going to be another week before I leave that hellhole but yet they still "tortured" me by bringing a replacement to understudy my work.. Cet!! Nobody taught me to do my work, I don't see why I should teach the replacement.. Huh!!! Since the replacement's resume was so GLOWING, let her earn her pay lah.. I purposely didn't teach her much except showing her where the files are.  Other than that, I gave little bit here and there to different colleagues.  Anyway, I found the replacement wasn't really very nice.  As they said, first impression lasts.  Whatever!! Berbual "step champion".. Like she knew it all.. But she's 3 years YOUNGER than me... my close colleague had told me that she felt she couldn't get along with the replacement.  Too bad for her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a more lighter note, I had finally chosen my contractor.  And the past weekend, I chose the tiles, the oven, the kitchen stove, the toilet accessories &amp; the lightings.  I still yet to chose the colour of my cabinets, wardrobes &amp; walls.. That one much later can decide.  Thank God it's not that overbudget.  Haiz.. This coming March month is gonna be really busy month for me.  And here I thought that I could recharge before I start my course... Sheesh!!!...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392960-114044065764036771?l=mylinda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/114044065764036771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/114044065764036771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylinda.blogspot.com/2006/02/huh.html' title='HUH!!!'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11464054699759859874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392960.post-113979430940938915</id><published>2006-02-13T09:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-13T09:31:49.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alhamdullillah</title><content type='html'>Thank God!! After 12 days in "SGH Resort", daddy finally able to go home, with the permission of the doctor.  His swollen feet finally came back to their normal size and even his stomach doesn't seemed to swell too much.  The doctors had made sure that the toxic inside his stomach been changed to liquid so that it's easier to flush it out via urine.  During his stay at the "resort", he received a lot of instructions and advices from the visitors and patients, on how to curb his illness and whatnots.  But whatever it is, doctor's medicines are still the best.  He is required to eat 10 tablets every day, morning and night.  A bit too much I must say, but then, to get better,just have to SWALLOW it.  Hehehehe...Pardon the pun.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must say I felt like a huge boulder got off my shoulders when daddy finally is home.  Felt much more relaxed and not so tensed.  And with my days in office being numbered, 12 to be precised as of today, minus off the weekends), I really looked forward to being able to do my OWN stuff at my own sweet time.  Hehehehe!!  Bestnya.....  Lalalalalalalalalalalalalala!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392960-113979430940938915?l=mylinda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/113979430940938915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/113979430940938915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylinda.blogspot.com/2006/02/alhamdullillah.html' title='Alhamdullillah'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11464054699759859874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392960.post-113937103703687288</id><published>2006-02-08T10:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T13:26:30.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So long......</title><content type='html'>From previous glorious weekend, it changed to a more stressful and sombre weekend this week.  My dad had been hospitalised due to some liver problem.  Apparently, his liver didn't function really well, therefore, causing bloatedness into his stomach and the below parts of his body.  His stomach was bloated like a 6 month pregnant woman.  His feet swelled to enormous proportions, but strangely, no pain at all.  My dad is not a smoker nor is he an alcoholic drinker, which is what usually the cause of liver problems.  Haiz.. Hairan bin ajaib betul.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even the doctors are still at a lost as to what really caused the bloatedness of his stomach.  When I asked them, what is the diagnosis and what could we do to prevent it, they just told me, "We don't know. Results from sample not ready yet." CET!!! So many bottles of blood and drips yet still don't know the answer.  And of course the cost of staying in hospital, it's gonna COST a BOMB.. Thank God for Medisave.  Sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also stressed by the fact that I'm still negotiating with the contractor for my new flat's renovation.  So many minor details need to be discussed to be included inside the final quotation.  I pray hard that the final overall quotation will not exceed my budget.  Money come out like water... Double sigh...As if that's not enough, I still have to worry about selling my mom's flat.  Need to contact the house agent and discussed in detail about the selling procedure.  $$ lagi.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing that is not so stressful is my JOB.. Since I will be leaving the company soon (20 days to be precise *evil grin*), not much work to be done.  Can't say the same for my colleague though.  She's overwhelmed by work suddenly, taking over most admin duties I've been doing for the past years.  Well, too bad for her, good for me..... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've already planned out my itinerary next month.  The first thing I wanted to do is to cut my hair real short and thin it.  I've been blessed with thick hair so thinning it, would make a lot of difference to a heavy head.  Hehehehe... I think after cutting hair, my two cheeks will be seen as two steamed pau... whateverlah eh.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, got to go... *counting the calendar again*.. *evil grin*.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392960-113937103703687288?l=mylinda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/113937103703687288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/113937103703687288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylinda.blogspot.com/2006/02/so-long.html' title='So long......'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11464054699759859874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392960.post-113877218189651219</id><published>2006-02-01T13:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-02T09:28:16.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Glorious long weekend</title><content type='html'>My last weekend was full of fun but I suffered from fatigue because of too much fun.. Make sense?? whatever..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last friday, after company lunch, met Hubby @ HMV to splurge on DVDs using the hongbao's money my bosses generously given me.  Hehehehhee!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sat, a boring day as I had the worse sore throat ever, which gave me a fever.  I think I ate too much chilli at the company's lunch.  As I've yet to be fully recovered from previous cough, added with lots and lots of chilli.... throat felt like HELL!!..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sun, feeling much better hence we went to Singapore Science Center for the Star Wars exhibition.  *lightsaber sound*.. hehehe.. since we are both Star Wars freaks, both of us went nuts with the exhibition.  Stayed there for nearly three hours... *shake head*... Then, happily went to IMM before realising that it is CNY... DUH!!! *smack forehead*...Waited for nearly one hour for taxi to go back home.  Reached home, bathed and out we go again... This time to watch movie of my choice "Memoirs of a Geisha"... A letdown since I've been reading the book like 30 times and had expected more.. Oh well.. a good attempt though.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the incident of actually having difficulties of getting a taxi anywhere on CNY, both of us made it a point to stay @ home on Monday.. I spent it by watching all the DVDs that I bought earlier.  Hehehhee.. Hubby spent it by playing War of Warcraft.. Sheesh!! Typical N.E.R.D........hehhehehehhee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday is a fun day though... Made plans to go bowling with my cozzies and a family friend.  Had tremendous, marvellous fun.. Although I still hold the "QUEEN OF LONGKANGS" title, I still managed to score some points.  Hehehehe.. Had some lunch at LJS, walked a bit around the mall and due to some strong "PERSUASION" from a certain cousin (U know WHO U R, hehehhee), we trooped to Causeway Point.  Walked a bit and at last point, went to Mac to have some desserts.. Kecorable when four of us met together.. A lot of topics from censored to uncensored.. hehehhehee.. Then we made plans where &amp; when to go on our next meet-up.... hehehhe.. yahooo.. I can GO!! Best!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the most memorable moment for me.. I submitted my letter of "ANG POW" to my boss.  Seeing his blank &amp; then panic look is PRICELESS.. hehehhee... well, too bad he didn't treasure me in the beginning.. whatever.. I'm so looking forward to my coming months... Could hardly wait for 28th Feb to come... *evil laugh and grin*..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392960-113877218189651219?l=mylinda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/113877218189651219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/113877218189651219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylinda.blogspot.com/2006/02/glorious-long-weekend.html' title='Glorious long weekend'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11464054699759859874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392960.post-113806651395655112</id><published>2006-01-24T09:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-24T09:39:41.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Deadlines</title><content type='html'>Deadlines!! Deadlines!! Deadlines!!!... Forever deadlines... Sheesh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, good news is I've already collected my new flat key.  *jiggy to banana dance*. My very own flat.  Could hardly believe it.  It's not really that big but I really love the environment.  Although it's situated on the 3rd floor, there's no trees blocking the view.  Thank God!!.. Anyway, the whole troop went with us to see OUR flat for the first time.  By the time we finished inspecting for flaws and faults, it's already in the evening.  Boy, we were so exhausted, that once reached home and cleanse ourselves, both of us plonked into bed and straightaway to dreamland.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up Saturday morning, bright and early to have breakfast at Swensens in the mall situated near to our new flat.  Since we've gotten appointment with Mr Technician of SP Services at 11, we took our time in eating our breakfast.  Met up with one of his cousins, who happened to be living just beside our new flat.  She surveyed the empty flat, giving us useful advice.  Once the technician left our premises, we went direct to the contractors to ask for quotations and compare prices.  From the look of the quotations, it looks like we are gonna exceed our budget.  Hmm.. maybe it's time for us to restrain ourselves from redecorating the whole flat and just do the necessary things first.  Hehehehehe.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm suffering from fever, cough, sore throat, blocked nose... Bad isn't it?? Been suffering for the past week.  Maybe it's because I'm so stressed at work that I couldn't seem to recover quickly enough.  Sigh!!... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whooops... boss coming.. till then...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392960-113806651395655112?l=mylinda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/113806651395655112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/113806651395655112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylinda.blogspot.com/2006/01/deadlines.html' title='Deadlines'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11464054699759859874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392960.post-113694574825585211</id><published>2006-01-11T09:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-11T10:15:48.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Frustrated!!!</title><content type='html'>I am experiencing a frustration beyond belief due to work.  Gosh!! How I wish I could just screamed out loud.  But instead, I let the frustration to wallow into my very soul.  Just so typical of me.. Sigh!! No wonder I've been diagnosed as having heart trouble.  Sheesh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these "idiots" which disguised themselves as Board of Directors and top management.. I really wonder where the hell did they put their brains?? In the butt perhaps..?? It is a joke since they are the ones to be having the brains to run the company.  They are the ones who introduced rules / protocols to follow.  But when it comes to really following THEIR OWN rules.. my GOD!! They suck BIG TIME on it.  They just assumed and presumed everything will be going THEIR ways without letting the poor staff know any of their planning... Expected the staff to be aware of this and that, but without telling staff in advance their intentions.  What are we, anyway?? MINDREADERS??!! If we the staff are indeed MINDREADERS, we wouldn't be working in the company now, would we?? We can just struck out on our own.  *rolls eyes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, being one of the few unfortunate ones who had to handle well, almost everything in the company, suffered the most.  Those "idiots" would be planning, having meetings on closed doors, met up with contractors, bankers, etc etc.. but when come to really dealing with these people, guess who is the scapegoat?? Moi of course... I have had people who I don't even remembered talking at all, asking me about subjects that I don't even not aware of, to answer their questions promptly.  Best part of all, these "idiots" don't even have the courtesy of at least informing me about it.  I would then have the responsibility of finding out what is going on.  As if I am not being busy enough, those "idiots" conveniently and easily pushed matters that I don't even want to know, into my lap, even though I protested.  As a result, I became the office "information counter".  Everyone had something to ask me.. from spoilt handphone, to pantry items.  My God!! These people just can't be resourceful now, can they?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonder how long can I stand these "CRAP"??? Really feel like hanging myself under the "taugeh" tree... *wailing out loud* "UWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA"....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392960-113694574825585211?l=mylinda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/113694574825585211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/113694574825585211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylinda.blogspot.com/2006/01/frustrated.html' title='Frustrated!!!'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11464054699759859874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392960.post-113642468248041953</id><published>2006-01-05T09:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-05T09:31:22.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Helo 2006</title><content type='html'>Year 2005 had been a bad year for both my husband and me.  We had lots &amp; lots of problems, from marriage dispute to working life.  Sigh!! Thank God it's over.  With a new year of 2006, I really hoped a new beginning will ensues and my life with hubby would be much better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A new flat is looming nearby, just waiting for that all important KEY.. Our project "Project B" is still in the progress.  Praying that the "project" will have results soon.  If not, "Keep on trying, keep on trying"... Could be my slogan for this year.  Hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, to those who had been tagging me, thanks for still wanting to read my rants and ramblings.  To note that although, sometimes I didn't leave any message on your blogs, I still enjoyed reading them... Hehehehe...*Pemalas+kepo punya kes lah"..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since weekend is a day away, have a happy weekend........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392960-113642468248041953?l=mylinda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/113642468248041953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/113642468248041953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylinda.blogspot.com/2006/01/helo-2006.html' title='Helo 2006'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11464054699759859874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392960.post-113595434666883495</id><published>2005-12-30T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T22:52:26.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Back!!!</title><content type='html'>Hello!!! I'm back.... Hehehehe.. a moment hiatus was all I need.  I'm sure I'm not missed by anyone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much been happening.  Same old, same old.  Been more busy than ever since company is expanding.  Expanding meaning more work.  More work but less pay.  Life is such a B*tch....Oh well!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work aside, I still yet to collect my key from HDB. Had to wait until Feb 06 / letter from them.  Why so long?? Not exactly sure since they didn't really explain why the delay.. Shucks!! Never mind,.. I could use the time to do some intensive "homework" for the renovations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which, 2006 is almost here.  In fact, just a couple of days away.  I told myself not to make any resolutions for the years to come, as shame-facedly, I hadn't been able to fulfil my last resolutions.  Hehehehe!! Whatever!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, a short note to all " HAPPY NEW YEAR 2006 "..... Hopefully it's gonna be a good year for me.. Insyallah.. till then...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392960-113595434666883495?l=mylinda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/113595434666883495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/113595434666883495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylinda.blogspot.com/2005/12/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m Back!!!'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11464054699759859874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392960.post-113331323516979204</id><published>2005-11-30T09:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-30T09:13:55.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MOMENT HIATUS</title><content type='html'>*Busy vacuuming dust on blog*.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much to write really... I guess it's that time when the purpose of having a blog no longer excites me.  Had comtemplating to stop blogging altogether.  *thinking deep2*.... Maybe once I had started to collect my house key, then I got something to talk about.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, I will let my blog rest and start collecting dust again until the moment is right.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then... Adios amigos...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392960-113331323516979204?l=mylinda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/113331323516979204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/113331323516979204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylinda.blogspot.com/2005/11/moment-hiatus.html' title='MOMENT HIATUS'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11464054699759859874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392960.post-113227870551605413</id><published>2005-11-18T08:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-18T09:51:45.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Relieved</title><content type='html'>It seemed like ages since I've updated. Anyway, been busy since last week, both with work and personal life.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's funny how a twist of fate could do wonders to your life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had recently faced a HUGE disappointment of not getting my wish.  I've applied for an abode of my own on the EAST side of the island, under the balloting scheme.  Everything went well at first until at the eleventh hour, HDB called Hubby stating that the flat that we've applied for had been filled and that we don't have to go for our scheduled appointment the next day.  How frustrating.  Anyway, I still did some research and somehow managed to convince Hubby to apply for another area of the island, under walk-in.  Anyway, we went to HDB, got the list of blocks that were still vacant under that area and off we went in search of our "Dream" flat.  I must say, I never seen this side of Hubby who were as keen as me.  He was busy crossing the list here and there, after we viewed each unit.  We must have seen nearly twenty or more units.  But somehow, nothing seemed to vibe with us.  Either the environment or the flat itself.  We were already giving up hope, tired, hungry and perspiring profusely, after walking under the HOT SUN for hours.  We decided to push ourselves and give one more try.  I told Hubby that if the last try we didn't vibe, then to forget the whole idea of finding our "Dream" flat.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we walked to the last two blocks of flats.  The first one didnt have a nice view.  The second however,.... The moment we looked at the flat, both of us knew that we have found our "Dream" flat.  The environment was calm and good, the neighbour didn't put their stuff in front of the flat that we've chosen and the best part, his aunty live just in front of our block and my aunty live nearby too.  YEAY!!! We were both so happy and relieved.  We rushed to HDB, filled in our applicaton form, paid the $10 and waited for our turn.  Met the customer service, the finance side, paid our $2000 booking fee and congratulations, we got ourselves our "Dream" flat.  We were beaming with happiness.  *grinz*...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is great indeed when it's going your way.. Hope it stays that way....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392960-113227870551605413?l=mylinda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/113227870551605413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/113227870551605413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylinda.blogspot.com/2005/11/relieved.html' title='Relieved'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11464054699759859874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392960.post-113144009836615819</id><published>2005-11-08T16:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T16:54:58.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BusyBEE?</title><content type='html'>Sob sob.. Ramadhan gone.. Hari Raya also gone.. All that is left are headaches and fats.. kekekekeke..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a tremendous fabulous time going Raya visiting over the holidays.  First time (since I started working),I managed to ALMOST complete the necessary relative visiting.  Yeay to me!! Hehehehe.. Left only a few more houses. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotten some surprise news during the festive holiday.  But I won't divulge yet so that I won't jinxed it.  Praying hard since then that one of my wishes come true.  Could hardly wait for this 16th to go for that appointment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work wise.. Sucks!! A lot of things to be done.  DY going around places this month.  But that doesn't mean I could skiv off.  Nosiree!!! Plenty of work that need my attention.  Felt like wailing whenever I think of work... *push work far, far away*..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK.. nothing much to blog about.  Brain froze up suddenly.. *yawnzzzzz**&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392960-113144009836615819?l=mylinda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/113144009836615819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/113144009836615819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylinda.blogspot.com/2005/11/busybee.html' title='BusyBEE?'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11464054699759859874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392960.post-113046031013699962</id><published>2005-10-28T08:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-28T08:45:10.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Raya is almost here!!</title><content type='html'>Yabeda bedoooooooooo!!! Another 5 more days and it's Hari Raya.. *panic button ON* Shucks!! I've not even cleaned my house yet.. Heehehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next week will only work for 2 days. Joyness!! I didn't take leave on Wed as Hubby gotta work.  Anyway, I'm saving my leave to carry on to next year.  I will just be on leave on Friday and half day on Sat.  I couldn't wait to start going visiting around.  Going to my two favourite aunties of all times, Mak Jah and Wak Aton.. Their cooking are simply superb.  Since all my aunties knew my favourite dishes, I can expect Nasi minyak + ayam masak merah in Wak Aton's house.  Slurp!! Ooopss. Don't drool.. Hehehehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We managed to get a rented car so going visiting won't be so tiring going up and down taxis.  Yeayness!! No need to worry about not getting taxis in remote areas.  Hmm!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok.. nothing much to write.. in a procrastinating mood now.  Hehehehe!! Wishing all bloggers a &lt;strong&gt;SELAMAT HARI RAYA &amp; MAAF ZAHIR BATIN..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Special Note to my lovable MSN kakis : I can't wait to raid all your houses, please put out all your kuihs many2.. wakkakakakkakaka....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392960-113046031013699962?l=mylinda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/113046031013699962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/113046031013699962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylinda.blogspot.com/2005/10/raya-is-almost-here.html' title='Raya is almost here!!'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11464054699759859874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392960.post-112977418508674571</id><published>2005-10-20T08:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-20T10:09:45.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lebaran Mood</title><content type='html'>Tee hee hee...... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mood seemed to be picking up lately.  And why not since my dear boss had told me not to be involved in operations matters anymore.  Well, just to know... But not to execute.  Fuh!! My star is slowly glowing.  Thank you God!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too much stress would be no good for me since I'm currently on a "Project B" with hubby.  Hehehehe... *blush*... Hopefully by next year I will have something to show the product of "Project B".  Well, one can only hope and pray for the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the hindsight, Lebaran mood had set in.  Hence the song.  Hehehehee.. I really like to hear this song during Lebaran.  Somehow it touches your heart.  Ok, ok.. enough about songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow DY would be outstation AGAIN.  YES!!! Such good news in such a short notice.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good weekend!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392960-112977418508674571?l=mylinda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/112977418508674571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/112977418508674571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylinda.blogspot.com/2005/10/lebaran-mood.html' title='Lebaran Mood'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11464054699759859874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392960.post-112901890969242400</id><published>2005-10-11T16:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T16:21:49.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Penny for thoughts</title><content type='html'>"A true friend need not make her/his presence known to you.  He/She will be there for you"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The truest friend of all are the ones who sat beside you for hours quietly and when it's time to go, felt just had the best conversation ever"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A true friend will not bug you when you're down.  She/He will instantly know what's bugging you"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is difficult to find "TRUE" friends.  I am lucky enough to find a few.  To my "TRUE" friends (you know who you are), thank you for your friendships...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHEERS!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392960-112901890969242400?l=mylinda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/112901890969242400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/112901890969242400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylinda.blogspot.com/2005/10/penny-for-thoughts.html' title='Penny for thoughts'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11464054699759859874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392960.post-112866740494418518</id><published>2005-10-07T12:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-07T14:43:24.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh no!!!</title><content type='html'>I've been tagged by elmo and lizanoor..  thanks ah.. give me "homework" je... :p.. Since I'm feeling much more better today, fine, I shall try to complete it... Here goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  7 THINGS THAT SCARE ME&lt;br /&gt;a)  Ghost stories (be in movies or just plain stories)&lt;br /&gt;b)  Thunderstorms &amp; lightnings&lt;br /&gt;c)  Losing my parents before asking for forgiveness&lt;br /&gt;d)  Needles (ouch!!)&lt;br /&gt;e)  Pain&lt;br /&gt;f)  Cockroaches (irregardless baby size or big sized...eeeee)&lt;br /&gt;g)  Strangers knocking on my house door.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  7 THINGS I LIKE MOST&lt;br /&gt;a)  Ice cream (slurp)&lt;br /&gt;b)  Roti tirai + kari ayam (esp made by my aunty, Mak Jah.. power)&lt;br /&gt;c)  Nasi minyak + ayam masak merah(esp made by my other aunty, Wak Aton, slurp)&lt;br /&gt;d)  Fried macaroni&lt;br /&gt;e)  Fast food &lt;br /&gt;f)  Watermelon&lt;br /&gt;g)  Mango&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  7 IMPORTANT THINGS IN MY ROOM&lt;br /&gt;a)  Aircon&lt;br /&gt;b)  Nice comfy bed&lt;br /&gt;c)  Nice comforter to snuggle&lt;br /&gt;d)  DVD&lt;br /&gt;e)  TV&lt;br /&gt;f)  Cable&lt;br /&gt;g)  Err.... Hubby??? (wakkakakakkakaka)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  7  RANDON FACTS ABOUT ME&lt;br /&gt;a)  Like to analyse everything to death&lt;br /&gt;b)  Pessimistic&lt;br /&gt;c)  Stubborn (Hehehe!!)&lt;br /&gt;d)  I sleep with the aircon and fan on but snuggle myself with a comforter&lt;br /&gt;e)  Easily bored&lt;br /&gt;f)  Like to laze around in bed like a cat&lt;br /&gt;g)  I don't make friends easily&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  7 THINGS I PLAN TO DO BEFORE I DIE&lt;br /&gt;a)  Procreate (hehehhehee)&lt;br /&gt;b)  Visit holy city of Makkah for umrah / haj, insyallah&lt;br /&gt;c)  Try to earn my way up, career wise&lt;br /&gt;d)  Visit Disneyworld, US&lt;br /&gt;e)  Be a better person&lt;br /&gt;f)  Learning how to cook properly&lt;br /&gt;g)  Earn a Degree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.  7 THINGS I CAN DO&lt;br /&gt;a)  Multitasking between work and chatting on MSN (hehhee)&lt;br /&gt;b)  Cross stitching&lt;br /&gt;c)  Watch movies repeatedly without feeling bored&lt;br /&gt;d)  Make my hubby annoyed&lt;br /&gt;e)  Hold my farts... (wakakkaakkakaa)&lt;br /&gt;f)  Surf the net for hours&lt;br /&gt;g)  Hold my "No 1" &amp; "No 2".. (gross)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.  7 THINGS I CAN'T DO&lt;br /&gt;a)  Earn my 1st million&lt;br /&gt;b)  Let go of my farts in public... &lt;br /&gt;c)  Let go of my "NO 2" in public toilets&lt;br /&gt;d)  Can't cook serious dishes&lt;br /&gt;e)  Can't do housework properly&lt;br /&gt;f)  Can't sew &lt;br /&gt;g)  Can't be a housewife&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.  7 WORDS I SAY MOST&lt;br /&gt;a)  Bismillah&lt;br /&gt;b)  Alhamdullillah&lt;br /&gt;c)  Insyallah&lt;br /&gt;d)  Eerrr..........&lt;br /&gt;e)  Is it??&lt;br /&gt;f)  Ohhhhhh........&lt;br /&gt;g)  Whooooosaaaaaaahhhhh!!!........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.  7 CELEB CRUSHES &lt;br /&gt;a)  George Eads&lt;br /&gt;b)  Eric Szmanda&lt;br /&gt;c)  Keanu Reeves&lt;br /&gt;d)  Jon Bon Jovi&lt;br /&gt;e)  Jake Gyllenhaal&lt;br /&gt;f)  Carmine Giovinazzo&lt;br /&gt;g)  Paul Walker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. 7 PEOPLE I"LL LOVE TO SEE DOING THIS&lt;br /&gt;Since it's Ramadhan, I shall not forward this... tee hee hee....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuh!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392960-112866740494418518?l=mylinda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/112866740494418518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/112866740494418518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylinda.blogspot.com/2005/10/oh-no.html' title='Oh no!!!'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11464054699759859874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392960.post-112841279644124406</id><published>2005-10-04T15:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T15:59:56.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alhamdullillah</title><content type='html'>Alhamdullillah... I'm still amongst the living.. tee hee hee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all.. I would like to say a BIG thank you to those who had tagged / visit / sms me.  Thanks for your concerns and doas.. I'm really touched.. thank GOD the slight surgery went fine.  In fact almost everything went fine.  The only thing that is not fine is the PAIN.  I have 3 surgical wounds.  Belly button, my left side of the stomach and below the belly button.  The worse pain is of course at the belly button, since that's where they put in the laser scope wire in.  Sigh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I am in great pain, I only stayed in the hospital for one night.  I rather go home and sleep in my own bed rather than a hospital bed.  As expected, I have 2 weeks of hospitalisation leave.  Such bliss! Going back to work only on the 17th.  Yabadabedooooo!!! Heh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone in my family had been "superduper" nice to me.  Mil had bought 2 boxes of BIRDNEST!! OMG!! As it is, I abhorred BIRDNEST.. and now.. I have to gulp 2 boxes of it??? *Shriek*..... Mil gave me the choice of either the POLLENEY or BIRD NEST!! *shudders nonstop* Both also I don't want MA.............Haiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A dear friend gave me some "GAMAT JELLY" to cure the wounds.  I took hers because I could add this JELLY to my favourite juice, which is of course mango juice.  Hopefully my wounds could be cured faster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shucks... i just couldnt sit properly with a belly button wound.  I'll blog again once the pain is more tolerable.. ciao....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS : Dear Friend.. I know I've been tagged but I don't think I am able to do the "assigned homework" you gave me... Next time ajelah eh.... Tee hee hee...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392960-112841279644124406?l=mylinda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/112841279644124406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/112841279644124406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylinda.blogspot.com/2005/10/alhamdullillah.html' title='Alhamdullillah'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11464054699759859874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392960.post-112786953485293976</id><published>2005-09-28T08:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T09:05:34.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh My!!</title><content type='html'>OMG!!! Finally the day I've been waiting for is almost here.  Tomorrow, same time, I probably in the hospital bed, waiting to be lasered.  Sheesh!! A good way to scare myself silly.  Hehehehehe....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took half day from work today so that I could at least have a good rest for tomorrow.  The thought of needles poking me here and there.. it's enough to make me squirm.  *push the thought far, far away* (deep breaths).....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, nothing much to write since my brain had been psyched to the surgery tomorrow.  I don't think I will be blogging for at least 2 weeks so have a happy weekend people... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOTE TO MY MSN KAKIS : Korang doakan lah aku cepat2 baik eh... Makacih.. Lup u many2..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392960-112786953485293976?l=mylinda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/112786953485293976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/112786953485293976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylinda.blogspot.com/2005/09/oh-my.html' title='Oh My!!'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11464054699759859874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392960.post-112769866675719471</id><published>2005-09-26T09:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-26T09:37:46.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Day is getting nearer....</title><content type='html'>Shucks!! Time seemed to be flying right past me.  I didn't even get to enjoy my weekend properly.  Tee hee hee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Impending surgery is just around the corner and I had yet to be mentally and physically prepared.  Although it's only a small ops, I still felt my heart beating furiously whenever I think about it.  Damn it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Saturday I had a marvellous time spending some quality time with my cozzies.  I'm thankful that I had such lovely cousins to talk to anything under the sun.  Even personal stuff.  We met at Cavana at Causeway Point (because the three of them lived somewhere in the West side, but poor me, in the East side, have to give in).  Had our lunchies and munchies (there goes my so called diet)... After walking around for a while, went to Swensens to share a giant earthquake.  Afiqah, being a very temperamental girl, chose to be with "NENG" (my coz) instead of me.  Huh!! Tak pandang aku pun, si tembam ni.  Just because "NENG" bought for her some hair accessories.. CET!! *stuck tongue out at AFIQAH!!".....&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after "tawaf-ing" the whole CWP, we decided to call it a day.  Although it's only a short gathering, but every minute counts as fun time for me.  Enjoyed myself tremendously.  Wonder when can we meet up again against our busy schedules??? hmmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was another gathering at my mil's place.  Mil actually celebrated her birthday party earlier as her beloved "menantu" is going "docking" on her birthday.  Wakkakakakakaka....... Mil had called her family hence, the place was full of people.  She cooked steamboat. (Secretly stuck out tongue, YUCKS!!) Since I don't eat steamboat, I ate desserts instead.  Didn't really enjoyed myself as I was feeling tired.  Went home early and slept like a log until morning.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although my own boss won't be in for one whole week, he still left me loads of instructions.  These idiots in my office just can't seemed to be independent when my boss isn't around.  Everything had to ask me.  Bloody swines.  And to think they had degrees and other high qualification papers.  But no initiative AT ALL.  Sheesh!! At the end of the day, I will be the one to do all the shitwork.  Overwork but underpaid.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alritez... got to start doing my shitwork now... Will update soon.. Hopefully..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392960-112769866675719471?l=mylinda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/112769866675719471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/112769866675719471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylinda.blogspot.com/2005/09/day-is-getting-nearer.html' title='The Day is getting nearer....'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11464054699759859874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392960.post-112709310406318041</id><published>2005-09-19T09:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-19T13:32:00.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired Weekend</title><content type='html'>*Big yawn*... excuse me.. I got trouble waking up this morning.  *rub eyes repeatedly*.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a tiring but fun weekend. Saturday after work, met Hubby in town.  Supposedly to pay CC bill but thanks to forgetful Hubby who had conveniently forgot to take out the moolah, we didn't.  Since I got a sudden craving to eat chix rice, we went to CS instead.  Doesn't taste so good as the rice had loads of small slices of ginger.  Yucks!!  Didn't finish it.  Booked tickets for 2 different kinds of movies and went home.  Did laundry and rest for a while.  After Isyak, we got ready, going to TM to watch the 2 movies, "The Longest yard" &amp; "The Brothers Grimm".  The first movie was so entertaining and funny.  The second movie.. erm... how do I say it nicely.. SUCKS??!!.. yup that's the word.  Oh well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, chilled at home for a while before going to visit MIL... After Magrib, watch movie again.... Haiz.. Movie buffs.. Watched "THE CAVE".. The movie made me sleepy cos it's always in the dark.... *yawns*.  Reached home nearly midnite... *yawns*...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's such a chore to wake up this morning.  I felt more tired than energised.  My eyes just refused to open even though I had stand under the faucet the entire time I was bathing.  *yawns*... Time passes really S-L-O-W today even though I was busy with work.. *yawnnnnnnnnssssssss*...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392960-112709310406318041?l=mylinda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/112709310406318041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/112709310406318041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylinda.blogspot.com/2005/09/tired-weekend.html' title='Tired Weekend'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11464054699759859874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392960.post-112675944389758162</id><published>2005-09-15T12:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-16T09:05:55.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I've been tagged by....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.lizanoor.blogspot.com/"&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BIG ASS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;... Die... I don't know who to tag.. Everyone seemed already been tagged.. Shucks....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok.. 3 random things that people don't know about me.. haiz... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  I'm really emotional &amp; temperamental. I cry and flare up easily.  Even Hubby joked that I'm like a typhoon.. Difficult to gauge my sudden moods..hehehehehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  I'm really picky about food.  Only chicken or fish that are fried or grilled to pefection goes down my throat. Yeah yeah! It's unhealthy but so what... I don't eat lots of things. eg, Japanese, Korean, Thai food, Arab.  So, no sushi, Seoul Garden, tomyam or kebabs for me.. Yucks!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  I'm afraid of thunderstorms.  Lightning and thunders.  I will be diving into the bedcovers and cocoon myself under the blanket and covered my ears with the bolster.  Hehehehe.. If I'm outside during a thunderstorm, I will find the nearest mall and stay inside until there's no more thunders and lightning. Weird right?   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, enough about me.... The next lucky persons to be tagged would be :-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Thots&lt;br /&gt;2.  Elmo&lt;br /&gt;3.  Charm&lt;br /&gt;4.  Hunny&lt;br /&gt;5.  Nis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wakakakakkakakakakkaka....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392960-112675944389758162?l=mylinda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/112675944389758162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/112675944389758162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylinda.blogspot.com/2005/09/ive-been-tagged-by.html' title='I&apos;ve been tagged by....'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11464054699759859874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392960.post-112659859756438676</id><published>2005-09-13T15:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-13T16:03:17.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Choices choices</title><content type='html'>Should I or shouldn't I cut my hair??? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I don't, waste shampoo and I'm not a creative person when it comes to hairstyling.  The most I'll do is bunch everything up in a ponytail and I'm ready, since I don't like my hair to be messy.  Haiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if I cut my hair, haiz.. As it is, my cheeks are already puffy like a chipmunk.. Isn't it gonna be more obvious if I'm to cut my hair short??  Haiz.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the heck?? Cut hair also in dilemma....So back to the first question...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should I or shouldn't I??????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392960-112659859756438676?l=mylinda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/112659859756438676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/112659859756438676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylinda.blogspot.com/2005/09/choices-choices.html' title='Choices choices'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11464054699759859874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392960.post-112650860204290161</id><published>2005-09-12T14:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-12T15:03:22.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eh eh</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pssst....... teka anak sapa ni... tido menonggeng? tee hee hee&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/mylinda/Tonggeng.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tekalah.... dah give up?? Ni hah full face dengan posing manja dia......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/mylinda/mentelHD.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wakakakkakakakakakakakkaaka........... (Mak budak ni, jangan marah hah!!!)...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392960-112650860204290161?l=mylinda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/112650860204290161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/112650860204290161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylinda.blogspot.com/2005/09/eh-eh.html' title='Eh eh'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11464054699759859874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392960.post-112623522216511036</id><published>2005-09-09T10:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T12:16:13.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Best</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was on leave.  In the morning, went to see the doctor for confirmation of appointment and to get a 2nd opinion.  Same story.  Haiz!! Cannot escape.  Just my luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After appointment, rushed home to get ready for my afternoon appointment with some of my msn kakis.  Met &lt;a href="http://www.irulnina.blogspot.com/"&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;her&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://sinceritysoul.blogspot.com/"&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;her&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt; at City Hall MRT.  From there, we walked all the way to Suntec.  Met &lt;a href="http://www.aryna.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;her&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  with her kids there.  After the usual snap here, snap there, we went to the designated restaurant to wait for the rest.  About five minutes later, &lt;a href="http://www.rumbletumblemumble.blogspot.com/"&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;she&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt; came with her son.  Wah!! Finally I got to meet her in person.  She was so friendly and such a fun person.  Her little boy was in a rather bad mood so I dare not disturb him in case he cry.  Whilst looking at the menus, finally &lt;a href="http://www.lizanoor.blogspot.com/"&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;she&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt; came.  Wah!! Like celebrity.. Cameras been snapped here and there.  Grand entrance!! Wakakakkakaka..  I chose a kid's meal.  Shared it with Terror!!..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had fun, nice food, great company.  Finished meal and walked around the mall to digest our food.  Was a bit tired, so make myself scarce.  Went home and found out AF was here.  Haiz!! No wonder I'm feeling extra tired.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today really no mood to work.  Weekend is around the corner and I had to bear with the cramps.. Shucks!!! Have a good weekend....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392960-112623522216511036?l=mylinda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/112623522216511036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/112623522216511036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylinda.blogspot.com/2005/09/best.html' title='Best'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11464054699759859874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392960.post-112605456606278455</id><published>2005-09-07T08:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T08:56:06.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Better</title><content type='html'>Alhamdullillah, everything is ok with that certain someone now. A small problem of mine had been solved.  Thank God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything is back to normal.  Back to same old routine.  Work is busy as usual.  Won't even want to elaborate.  I'm more excited for tomorrow.  Why is that?? Because tomorrow I'll be on leave.  Tomorrow, I could have the luxury of waking up late, lazing around.  Tomorrow, I could "romos" my cute newphews and nieces.  Tomorrow, tomorrow.... I'm so looking forward to tomorrow...*grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much to write.... Still thinking about tomorrow.... tee hee hee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392960-112605456606278455?l=mylinda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/112605456606278455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/112605456606278455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylinda.blogspot.com/2005/09/better.html' title='Better'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11464054699759859874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392960.post-112571829244493401</id><published>2005-09-03T10:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-03T11:31:34.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Melancholy</title><content type='html'>Dear &lt;strong&gt;YOU&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my mind I kept thinking&lt;br /&gt;About what I had done &amp; said&lt;br /&gt;To make you feel the way you do&lt;br /&gt;Until it makes you step back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm being obnoxious&lt;br /&gt;Naggy,insolent &amp; demanding&lt;br /&gt;Until you could not take it anymore&lt;br /&gt;And ran far, far away from me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had tried to change&lt;br /&gt;Since in this life its GIVE &amp; TAKE&lt;br /&gt;But it seemed I'm doing all the work&lt;br /&gt;Until it seemed like a game&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, please, please don't get me wrong&lt;br /&gt;I really love you, I really do&lt;br /&gt;But I'm really sick &amp; tired &lt;br /&gt;To be hearing you said, "It's not me, it's you"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A silly trival matter&lt;br /&gt;You made it so big&lt;br /&gt;And when I brush you off&lt;br /&gt;You went far away from me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on baby, don't be like this &lt;br /&gt;Don't be like a small child waiting to be pacified&lt;br /&gt;You go away without letting me know where you went&lt;br /&gt;I had to find out from a relation from your side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One whole night no phone call, no sms from you&lt;br /&gt;I was angry, but I kept quiet&lt;br /&gt;Not wanting to spark off another silly tiff&lt;br /&gt;Which I'm sure you won't see the diff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was torn between angry and missing you&lt;br /&gt;But I don't think you care&lt;br /&gt;You don't know that I had slept fitfully last night&lt;br /&gt;Replaying over &amp; over the scenario, figuring out what triggered the fight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad once told me&lt;br /&gt;No use crying over silly matter&lt;br /&gt;But here I am, typing out &lt;br /&gt;Tears flowing, thinking how to make things better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh baby, please don't prolong this fight&lt;br /&gt;Let's make up and be nice&lt;br /&gt;Just think of what it might&lt;br /&gt;To be honest and free from all the lies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Missing you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ME&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392960-112571829244493401?l=mylinda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/112571829244493401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/112571829244493401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylinda.blogspot.com/2005/09/melancholy.html' title='Melancholy'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11464054699759859874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392960.post-112545183722378553</id><published>2005-08-31T09:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-31T09:30:37.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>News</title><content type='html'>Still not able to come to a decision.  Looks like I have to wait until end of the year to figure it out.  *counting months in calendar*.. Sep, Oct, Nov, Dec.. another 4 more months to go.  Looks like I just have to procastinate the decision until 4 months later.  Hopefully something will happen to make me change my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been busy lately since my company had managed to clinch several major big projects.  Therefore, tons of paperwork to be done.  *Sigh*.. Looking at my workstation, I feel like making a bonfire so that I could toss all the papers out.  No such luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had some news with regards to my earlier checkup.  Had to go for a small surgery in order to have better chances of getting impregnated.  (Plus, minus, times, divide.. it's still comes back to me having to go for this ops again).  Just my luck.  Had told DY that I had to go "docking" to do an "special survey"(terms used for vessels),*grins*, what do you expect, I'm working in a shipping company)in a month's time. Tee hee hee.... Anyway, I prayed hard no complications will occur before, during and after the surgery.  Amiin.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whilst I was anticipating this small ops, hubby brought me to see a movie to ease my mind yesterday.  Saw "The Wedding Crashers".. Very funny.. Ate too much popcorn and drank too much ice-T... Had a bad stomachache as a result. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral of story : Mustn't be greedy.. Tee hee hee....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392960-112545183722378553?l=mylinda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/112545183722378553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/112545183722378553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylinda.blogspot.com/2005/08/news.html' title='News'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11464054699759859874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392960.post-112494785233984198</id><published>2005-08-25T13:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-25T13:30:52.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Decision decision</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Weekend is almost here.  Thank Goodness...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need to make a decision.. Still jotting down the pros and the cons of the outcome.  Haiz!! But so far, the pros side is more tempting.  Shouldn't make the decision out of anger.  Must with a clear head.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate decision making... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392960-112494785233984198?l=mylinda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/112494785233984198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/112494785233984198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylinda.blogspot.com/2005/08/decision-decision.html' title='Decision decision'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11464054699759859874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392960.post-112476087490674442</id><published>2005-08-23T08:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-23T09:35:08.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Review</title><content type='html'>Had a very bad Monday yesterday at work but had survived through it.  Won't go into details.  Supposed to do a so called review on "The Maid" requested by MSN kakis... Hmmm..Not sure if I could review it without spilling the beans on the outcome but I'll try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically it's about this new maid from Philippines coming to Singapore to start work on Hungry Ghost Month.  She's been assigned to this Chinese couple who owned and ran a Chinese Opera Group.  This Chinese couple was nice to her but had held a deep, dark secret that they didn't divulge until much, much later.  She was unaware of the DOs &amp; DONTs of what's to be done during that particular month &amp; had therefore suffered the consequences from the ghosts around her when she had accidentally stepped on the ashes of the burning paper money.  There's one particular scene which can be considered as "scary-funny" (Kelakar seram lah).. In that scene, she had confessed to the couple that she had been seeing ghosts and they are disturbing her.  Her Maam had tried to console but somehow managed to scare her more by saying... "Never mind.. Hungry Ghost Month is only for a month!" The Maid was shocked and panicked because, when she first start seeing the ghosts, it's only the first day of that Hungry Ghost Month. So, she had to endure another 29 more days.  Wakakakkaka!!! There's also another scene which has a really familiar surroundings.. Then it hit me.. OMG!! It's near to my workplace.  Shucks!! The director had to take a shot where there's two ghosts standing on the overhead bridge and the maid saw it.  Ceh!!  Like there's no other place to take that shot.  Buat takut aku je.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, "the Maid" got a thumbs up sign in my personal opinion.  Although it's locally produced, the effects are good, especially the shocking factor.  It's as scary as Ju-On, the Ring or even Shutters.  But don't take my word for it, since I'm one scaredy cat on horror movies.  Go and see it for yourself.....Tee hee hee....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392960-112476087490674442?l=mylinda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/112476087490674442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/112476087490674442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylinda.blogspot.com/2005/08/review.html' title='Review'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11464054699759859874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392960.post-112443014488301675</id><published>2005-08-19T13:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-19T14:43:11.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend is here</title><content type='html'>Haiz.. a final to a hellish work week.  Both bosses went outstation today.  DY extended his stay in Jakarta till tomorrow evening.  So today and tomorrow, no bosses around to boss over me.  Huh!! Finally a wisp of fresh air.  I felt good after venting my frustrations out to Hubby yesterday evening.  Hubby was super understanding and even gave me the choice of either staying on with the job or just quit.  I'm contemplating to take up Hubby's offer of quitting and stay @ home but..... still thinking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Push work far, far away &amp; thinking of the weekend*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby would be off for the next 3 days.  Yahooo!! Planned to watch "THE MAID" tomorrow.  Yeay! I think only Hubby able to soothe my frustrations at this time of the moment... I love you Hubby!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya'll enjoy your weekend!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392960-112443014488301675?l=mylinda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/112443014488301675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/112443014488301675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylinda.blogspot.com/2005/08/weekend-is-here.html' title='Weekend is here'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11464054699759859874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392960.post-112424174340777456</id><published>2005-08-17T08:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-17T09:22:23.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Enough Already</title><content type='html'>Ok... enough of me wallowing in self-pity.  Time to move on with life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Monday, my parents had their 34th wedding anniversary.  Just imagine, 34 years together.  What's with the squabbling, the disagreements, the "you don't understand me", and yet.. they are still together, loving more and more each day.  I so hoped that my marriage will last, with hubby &amp; me being more loving as days passed.  Insyallah.. Anyway, mom treated us at Bali-Thai for dinner.  Just the family.  Hubby had thoughtfully bought for my parents perfumes (what else), since mummy had been hinting nonstop.  Dad had asked me to arrange for flower arrangement for his wife.  Overall, it's a happy occassion for them.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my part, I had a hellish work week.  DY and me just couldn't see eye to eye anymore.  He somehow had thought "ingenious" plans and pulled me into it.  As a result, not only am I NOT HAPPY, I've turned into a grumpy, irritated woman.  Haiz.  Classic eg of his "ingenious" idea...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DY  :  Next time, pls make sure that someone is in the office during lunchtime.&lt;br /&gt;Me  :  Who??&lt;br /&gt;DY  :  Somebody...(hinting at me)&lt;br /&gt;Me  :  But most of them went out to lunch 12.30pm.  If they come back one hour    later, then the one who stay behind only got half hour to eat.  Do you think that's fair??&lt;br /&gt;DY  :  Just arrange for someone to be in.  People might come or call during lunchtime.&lt;br /&gt;Me  :  (talking to myself as walked out of office)  Only stupid, brainless people will come during lunchtime...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See what I mean? He got lots of ideas just like the one above, and I'm the victim to be the one who had to do it.  It really gets on my nerves.  For 2 days straight, he asked me to do this and that, but all of the things are not in main priority list.  Haiz!! I really don't know if I can stand these kind of crap from him.  Won't be surprised if just one fine day, I blew off my top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To make things worse, I am surrounded by a bunch of idiots.  One of my colleagues (a chinaman to be precise) had hounded me about his income tax form.  As if I am an information counter, supposing to know everything.  Crazy arsehole.  Isn't it his own job to actually find out why he didn't received the form? I mean, isn't income tax supposed to be individual??  Urgh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had told hubby I just had enough of these bullshit from these idiots.  I just have to wait until end of year.  If there's no increment, no bonus (not AWS) whatsoever, I think I had better move on with my life and get out of this shithole.  Serve them right!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392960-112424174340777456?l=mylinda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/112424174340777456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/112424174340777456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylinda.blogspot.com/2005/08/enough-already.html' title='Enough Already'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11464054699759859874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392960.post-112382441844743272</id><published>2005-08-12T13:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-12T13:26:58.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reality bites</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Awaiting results.  Hopes are crashed.  In despair and swallowing the disappointment.  Learning to accept facts of life.  Time is key.  No choice, just to be impatiently waiting.  Trying hard again.  Praying and hoping for a miracle to happen.  Meantime, crying in silence.  Reality bites.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392960-112382441844743272?l=mylinda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/112382441844743272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/112382441844743272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylinda.blogspot.com/2005/08/reality-bites.html' title='Reality bites'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11464054699759859874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392960.post-112371968717679380</id><published>2005-08-11T08:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-11T13:24:42.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hehehehe</title><content type='html'>What started as a bad day yesterday morning, turn out to be ok after lunch.  I had lunch @ KFC with &lt;a href="http://www.irulnina.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;her&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.  Unfortunately she lost her handphone in the process.  &lt;em&gt;Sorry girl about your handphone but I had fun lunching with you, even for a little while&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after work, met &lt;a href="http://www.babyhd.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;her&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt; with her sis @ Geylang.  We had wanted to try the works of one of the Joo Chiat's tailors.  Hopefully everything goes as planned.  If not, &lt;em&gt;tak beraya lah aku&lt;/em&gt;. Hehehehehehehe... After finishing our business with the tailor, we headed to City Plaza, for what else, but Arnold's Fried Chicken.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.babyhd.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;She&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt; had been salivating since we've planned the outing a few days ago. Hehehehe.. We've had the combo meal for 2, fish &amp; chips for the sis and a side order of onion rings.. Burp, excuse me... so full... &lt;a href="http://www.babyhd.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;L,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Thank you for treating me... Next time, treat again ah.. Muahahahahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, was feeling lazy to go to work.  Suddenly remembered that today is dad's appointment with the doctor.  So took urgent leave to accompany dad and mom to hospital.  Just want to see what's the progress of dad's health.  Hopefully it's good news.  His bloatedness had gone and he seemed better although he's shrinking.  Hmmm... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oops... got to go...byee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392960-112371968717679380?l=mylinda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/112371968717679380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/112371968717679380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylinda.blogspot.com/2005/08/hehehehe.html' title='Hehehehe'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11464054699759859874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392960.post-112363790843488219</id><published>2005-08-10T09:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-10T09:38:28.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad Wednesday</title><content type='html'>Today really not my day.  I should have taken the day off.  Except for my American counterparts, I just felt pissed off with everyone.  It seemed everyone need their noses to be wiped.  No sense of independence these people.  Even the smallest thing managed to trigger my irritation.  I don't know if it's Pre-PMS or if it's a bad day for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the time I stepped into the office until now, these snit-asses kept bugging me with things that they can do by themselves.  Sigh... Worse come to worse, I think I ought to take half day leave before I really lose my temper on someone who is innocent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, speaking of worse, I think I got cheated by a HE-SHE that sold food near my workplace.  This HE-SHE had taken a liking on one of my skirts and had asked me to buy for er... SHIM?? (a cross between She and Him??) Anyway, I had bought the skirt, given to err... SHIM, but until now there's no payment.  Best part HE-SHE seemed to disappear from the food  for the skirt.  I said no and from the tone of her voice, I knew I was being cheated.  The makcik told me that she will ask HE-SHE to pay me once HE-SHE's back from wherever SHIM went to.... Haiz.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just my rotten luck... Wonder what else could have gone wrong today??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392960-112363790843488219?l=mylinda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/112363790843488219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/112363790843488219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylinda.blogspot.com/2005/08/bad-wednesday.html' title='Bad Wednesday'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11464054699759859874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392960.post-112348776236986316</id><published>2005-08-08T14:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T15:56:02.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just my luck</title><content type='html'>Haiz... Other people had taken advantage of the National Day holiday tomorrow to take one day leave today.  Actually I wanted to take too, but somehow, DY wasn't in a very best of moods, hence, I know even if I ask for leave today, it won't be approved.  So no need to waste time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So with great reluctance, I practically dragged myself to work.  Felt like crap.  As expected, its Linda this and Linda that, nonstop.  Since DY going to India for a week on business, he demanded that the documents be in proper order.  Haiz.. *visualising slapping DY on the face*... *grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since my brain refused to co-operate with me, I better stop before I type nonsense.. Happy Birthday Singapore!!! U bloggers, enjoy your holiday !!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392960-112348776236986316?l=mylinda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/112348776236986316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/112348776236986316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylinda.blogspot.com/2005/08/just-my-luck.html' title='Just my luck'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11464054699759859874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392960.post-112294368631773981</id><published>2005-08-02T08:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-02T08:48:06.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tick Tock</title><content type='html'>Tick, tick, tick.... my biological clock is really ticking.  Felt as if I'm incubating. Tee hee hee.... Another 2 more weeks &amp; I got to know the answer.. *pray really, really hard*.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock, tiiiiiccckkk tooooocccck.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392960-112294368631773981?l=mylinda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/112294368631773981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/112294368631773981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylinda.blogspot.com/2005/08/tick-tock.html' title='Tick Tock'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11464054699759859874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392960.post-112259918462478849</id><published>2005-07-29T08:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-29T09:36:35.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>News</title><content type='html'>I would like to thank all bloggers who had tagged me in my previous entry.  Thank you for concern and words of encouragements.  I appreciate it a lot.  I had finally learnt to accept the fact that my dad is ill.  Anyway, we had decided to bring him to a massage healer.  From the 1st session, the healer told mom that my dad is ok except his blood flow is not good (hmm).  My dad of course is still in denial that he's sick.  Everytime we asked, he would just claimed "I'm ok" or "I'm not sick"...Haiz (&lt;em&gt;itu batu besar ada duduk dia punya kepala&lt;/em&gt;) We shall see in these two weeks if there's any changes in him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the hindsight, I myself been pretty busy with my own problems.  Both hubby and I decided to go to a doctor to see if we got any chances of getting pregnant.  We were referred to SGH as I used to have a record there.  Met Dr Yu Su Ling for the first time and I liked her immediately.  She is really warm, friendly and informative.  Even put me at ease when she did my very 1st Pap Smear test.  I had heard horrible stories about doctors who were really rough when doing a pap smear test.  But thank God I don't experience any of it.  After pap smear test, I was sent to do an ultrasound scan.  Yikes!! I dreaded this test.. From past experiences, I had to drink lots and lots of water in order to make the test clear and successful.  But that's the stomach scan.  I was puzzled as to why they didn't instruct me to do the "usual drink a lot" before you go for the scan.  I soon found out that it's not necessary as I did the... er... (married mothers, you should know).. I nearly freaked out but the nurse was very nice.  So while she scanned me, I kept myself busy by chanting "Bismillah" many times in my head so that I would relax and won't feel the pain.  Thank God after about 5 mins or so, it's done.  And it's not really that painful.  Went back to the doc again and found out that my old illness is back again.  They found a blood cyst in my right ovary.  Hence a need to do a slight surgery is required if by next month, I've yet to be pregnant.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya Allah.... I hope you answered my prayers.  If not, please show me a way or means to achieve my goal.  Amiin..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392960-112259918462478849?l=mylinda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/112259918462478849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/112259918462478849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylinda.blogspot.com/2005/07/news.html' title='News'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11464054699759859874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392960.post-112211155012773934</id><published>2005-07-23T17:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-23T17:39:10.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A rude awakening</title><content type='html'>Received some bad news with regards to the health of daddy dearest.  Still trying to grasp and accept the bitter fact.  In a confused, distraught state right now.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya Allah, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please forgive my daddy's sins.  Please dun make him lost hope in living.  Please accept his repentance.  Please make us strong in going through this hard patch of life together.  Please open up his mind so that he would accept my help in trying to make him feel better.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amiin...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392960-112211155012773934?l=mylinda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/112211155012773934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/112211155012773934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylinda.blogspot.com/2005/07/rude-awakening.html' title='A rude awakening'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11464054699759859874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392960.post-112165029010079389</id><published>2005-07-18T09:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-18T09:31:30.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tgk tu!!!</title><content type='html'>Weekend is ok... Since me can't pray due to AF, I woke up at 10 o'clock in the morning on Sunday.. Best part, hubby wasn't in since he is in the morning shift.  So, nobody to disturb me.  Mom commented "Apa ni, bangun lambat?" but I just let it slide.. Hehehehe.. Bukan selalu oi dapat bangun lambat macam ni.  Anyway, I had promised mom earlier to follow her to my aunty's place in the afternoon.  Reached there, nearing to 1 pm.  My aunty (which happened to be Mrsbeki's mom) was cooking.  Yummy!! My favourite sambal goreng tahu and ayam merah.  Slurp!!! &lt;em&gt;Mrsbeki&lt;/em&gt; and her family were there hence, the two "mentels" were roaming all over the house.  Since the Ummi wasn't looking, I managed to have a quick snap of the two aspiring mentel "models".. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/mylinda/model1.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This one not so mentel but loves to take pics from my camera phone...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/mylinda/model2.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tgk tu.. Mcm tau je orang nak snap pic dia.. Siap dgn pose mentel dia sekali.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392960-112165029010079389?l=mylinda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/112165029010079389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/112165029010079389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylinda.blogspot.com/2005/07/tgk-tu.html' title='Tgk tu!!!'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11464054699759859874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392960.post-112139025427640028</id><published>2005-07-15T09:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-15T09:17:34.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy but sad</title><content type='html'>I'm undecisive... I'm happy that finally my cravings for Arnolds fried chicken had been satiated.  Went to that place with Hubby brought lots of memories, for both of us.  Hubby remembered that his late dad always like to bring the family here for dinner while I remembered that place to be full of people every fasting month.  Hmmm... Anyway, we shared the 2 set combo meal.. In my haste to greedily devoured the chicken, I've forgotten to take a "before" pic.. hehehehehe.... Yummy yum!!!....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sad because AF just arrived.. Sigh!! Hope is crushed... yet again......The need is so painfully overwhelming but I got no choice... Sigh..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392960-112139025427640028?l=mylinda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/112139025427640028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/112139025427640028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylinda.blogspot.com/2005/07/happy-but-sad.html' title='Happy but sad'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11464054699759859874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392960.post-112131304008011930</id><published>2005-07-14T11:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-14T11:50:40.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Akhirnya!!</title><content type='html'>Finally, after a waiting of 3 days on my part, I can finally sink my teeth to your succulent,tender white flesh.  The crispyness of your skin is tantalizing..I don't like your breasts, as I prefer your left and right wings... Oh so lovely.. As I imagine this picture, I'm salivating.. (wipe my saliva)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh!! Give it to me baby!! &lt;br /&gt;Yes! &lt;br /&gt;YES!!&lt;br /&gt;YESS!!!&lt;br /&gt;YESSS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... Oh........ such juicy meat.... yum yum.. finger licking good....Oh Ayam Arnolds..... Here I come.... (hehehehehehehehehe!!!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392960-112131304008011930?l=mylinda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/112131304008011930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/112131304008011930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylinda.blogspot.com/2005/07/akhirnya.html' title='Akhirnya!!'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11464054699759859874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392960.post-112122868621663421</id><published>2005-07-13T12:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-13T12:29:03.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Makacih</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.aryna.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt; came to my house yesterday.  I think she wanted to test her new found confidence in bringing her 3 little ones to a far destination via MRT.  *Applause to her*.  Hehehehehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a called from one of her girls, asking me to come home quickly.  Hearing her voice makes me wanted to reach home double time hence I called a cab.  *grins*... stopover at the ever popular big M sign, knowing that she and her kids would want to have some Ice-Milos and fries.  Mom bought satay and dad bought some Polar curry puff for the kids.  When I reached home, I was greeted by Ms Tembam aka "Tita Tiut".  Took a shower, conduct Asar prayers and off I went to the computer room to start in "romosing" them.  Hehehehehehe... While waiting for Magrib, had a quick bite.  Thank you Ummi for your belen2 chocolate chip cakes.  Hehehehehe!! One small tupperware is enough to clear my cravings.  *grins*.. If you made some more, dun be shy come my house again to send ah.. Muahahahahaha........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby was getting ready to work when the Ms Tembam barged into my room and straight to my bed.  Then followed by her big sis.. and then little bro.. After sending Hubby off to work, I joined them.  Hehehee.. Had fun hearing their laughter.. All too soon, their Abah came to fetch them back.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all I really enjoyed their company even though it's only for a short while.  Here are some pics I curi-curi when the ummi's not looking.. tee hee hee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/mylinda/fandy.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;garangnya muka....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/mylinda/tita.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;minah mentel 1&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/mylinda/frina.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;minah mentel 2&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392960-112122868621663421?l=mylinda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/112122868621663421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/112122868621663421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylinda.blogspot.com/2005/07/makacih.html' title='Makacih'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11464054699759859874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392960.post-112113018693608879</id><published>2005-07-12T08:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-12T09:03:06.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shucks!</title><content type='html'>I had loads to say but somehow everytime I came to the create page, my mind is blocked... Shucks!! Will be back once I have more ideas....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392960-112113018693608879?l=mylinda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/112113018693608879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/112113018693608879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylinda.blogspot.com/2005/07/shucks.html' title='Shucks!'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11464054699759859874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392960.post-112087036164514557</id><published>2005-07-09T08:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-09T08:52:41.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend is here!!</title><content type='html'>Finally, it's Saturday.  Although I have to unfortunately work today, still I kept up my enthusiasm.  Weekend meant I can laze around, watching DVDs and most importantly catch up on sleep.  I haven't been sleeping well lately.  I think too stressed.  Although my body is sleeping, my brains are still working hence the tiredness.  Anyway, yesterday managed to catch "Fantastic 4"... So-so movie... Hubby was in a good mood though and kept me in stitches with his antics.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody suffered a bad experience in the MRT.  I had one this morning.  The big oaf sitting next to me couldn't sit still.  He was reading his newspapers and kept resting his arm on my bag which I had put on top of my lap.  Mcm siak.. Selamba je this oaf.  I was "tsk-ing" like a lizard but either this guy is deaf or he is just not shy.  Urgh!! Really spoiled my morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No plans for the weekend.  Most probably be doing housewifey duties and chill at home..... Such a boring life I have. *sigh*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392960-112087036164514557?l=mylinda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/112087036164514557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/112087036164514557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylinda.blogspot.com/2005/07/weekend-is-here.html' title='Weekend is here!!'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11464054699759859874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392960.post-112079635708077367</id><published>2005-07-08T11:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-08T12:19:17.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why her???</title><content type='html'>I'm gonna let off steam about work.   Really was pissed off beyond belief with this stupid, idiotic colleague of mine.  She just can't seem to mind her own f***ing business.  Had to probe to my area of work.  I think she got the misconception of being the Office cum HR Manager of the company.  I mean "HELLO!!" Office/HR and Marketing are two different things.  Why can't you just do your own bloody job and just let me handle mine??!! Stupid bitch!!  Urgh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had told my operations manager earlier, to inform me with regards to job applicants for some operations posts.  Imagined my suprise and irk, this kepo bitch had taken upon herself to "help" the Ops Manager by taking the files from him and had called the applicants personally after office hours, asking them about their ages. *slaps forehead*......  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't realised that she would be THAT kepo, cross-eyed bitch!!! I was so annoyed both with my Ops Manager and her.  I scolded my Ops Manager for giving her the file.  For God sake, don't you know that job applications are confidential?? Where are your brains?? In your butt?? Jeeezzz... My Ops Manager apologised to me and called her to give the files back to me.  That idiotic cross-eyed arsehole had dared to tell me, "Please give these files to DY... I've earmarked who is suitable for the posts!!" WHAT THE FISH!!!! I simply ignored her, locked the files in my cupboard and went home without giving her another glance.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who the hell is she to tell me what to do with my job?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey Sucker, isn't being in Marketing good enough for you until you have to cross over to my side of the job?? You had kept complaining that you have tons to do, yet you got time to try to flirt with the Ops Manager and even tried to help him do his work!! Not to mention trying to have glimpses of my work, which are mostly confidential.  Get this you kepo, he's not available and he doesn't like you.... He got better taste than that.  And for your info, all of us in the office don't like you because you are so bosy and a braggart beyond belief, not to mention have a terrible BO! I will bring this up to DY because I think you have crossed over the line"....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Me............&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392960-112079635708077367?l=mylinda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/112079635708077367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/112079635708077367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylinda.blogspot.com/2005/07/why-her.html' title='Why her???'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11464054699759859874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392960.post-112063552908646424</id><published>2005-07-06T15:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-06T15:38:49.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Twilight Zone</title><content type='html'>Around 2 in the morning, Hubby woke me up.  He looked scared.  Asked him what's going on and he told me that I had actually talked in my sleep about work with my boss.  Hubby had even heard that I mentioned my boss's name.  That's why he woke me up straightaway.  Strange... I could have sworn that I talked to my boss a while ago.  But when I checked my hp, I realised I didn't talked to anybody.  Hmmm!!!... Am I so stressed out until I talked about work in my sleep?? Gosh....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392960-112063552908646424?l=mylinda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/112063552908646424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/112063552908646424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylinda.blogspot.com/2005/07/twilight-zone.html' title='Twilight Zone'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11464054699759859874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392960.post-112044223826807999</id><published>2005-07-04T09:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-04T09:57:18.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No Mood</title><content type='html'>Weekend as expected a boring affair.  Since I couldn't join in the fun of bowling with the rest of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;them&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, I made plans with mum &amp; dad to go grocery shopping instead.  Shopping, even though for groceries, was fun... What's not fun in spending away all your money right?? Replenish groceries for the next month.  Haiz... $300 gone just like that..*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was another boring day ahead.  I didn't went out at all.  Even breakfast was being bought by my bro.  Had finished laundry by 10 am.  After that, I just laze around, watching past DVDs to occupy my time.  To make it worse, one of my ankle was swollen.  Funny thing, I don't feel the pain when walking.  Only when I pressed against the swollen area do I felt pain... Swollen ankle got worse by evening time.  By that time, I panicked and asked mom to massage for me.  My God!!! When she pressed against the swollen area, I screamed in pain.  It's that painful.  Got scolded by hubby and parents for being so babyish. Whatever!!! Pain is pain.  But alhamdullillah, after a while, the swollen area subsided.  Thank God!.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By this morning, it's back to normal again.  Fuh!! I can't imagine going to work with a swollen ankle.  Don't know why, I'm just not in the mood to work today.  Really, really no mood.  Even when my MSN kakis teased me, I got irritated and went out of the conversation.  Haiz!! Angin kus2 aku dah datang agaknya??!! Why is this mood dampening my spirits today?? *cry in exasperation*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392960-112044223826807999?l=mylinda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/112044223826807999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/112044223826807999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylinda.blogspot.com/2005/07/no-mood.html' title='No Mood'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11464054699759859874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392960.post-112020538649912104</id><published>2005-07-01T15:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-01T16:09:46.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why</title><content type='html'>Still sulking away because Hubby don't allow me to meet up with a group of friends tomorrow.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*SULK, SULK, SULK*.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392960-112020538649912104?l=mylinda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/112020538649912104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/112020538649912104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylinda.blogspot.com/2005/07/why.html' title='Why'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11464054699759859874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392960.post-112004830360442270</id><published>2005-06-29T20:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-30T08:53:11.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Midweek blues</title><content type='html'>Wednesday.... Another 2.5 more days of boring working days and it's the weekend.  Thank God!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suffered from blog's block (are there such words??)  There's a lot of things happening but my brain just frozed out when I'm at the creating page.  Hence, don't know what to type out except these words.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I better stop now before I bored the other bloggers senseless with my nonsensical ramblings.  (Stress mode "&lt;em&gt;ON&lt;/em&gt;" and continue sulking)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392960-112004830360442270?l=mylinda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/112004830360442270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/112004830360442270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylinda.blogspot.com/2005/06/midweek-blues.html' title='Midweek blues'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11464054699759859874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392960.post-111985362775415916</id><published>2005-06-27T14:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-27T14:27:07.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blissful Monday</title><content type='html'>Had a hectic weekend.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So hectic that I actually took urgent leave.. So tired.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now feeling boybands.  Been downloading boyband songs like nobody's business..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No mood to have a proper entry today.  Brain zonked out...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392960-111985362775415916?l=mylinda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/111985362775415916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/111985362775415916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylinda.blogspot.com/2005/06/blissful-monday.html' title='Blissful Monday'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11464054699759859874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392960.post-111953682658692831</id><published>2005-06-23T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-23T22:27:06.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aww, so schweet...</title><content type='html'>I received an interesting sms from &lt;a href="http://www.aryna.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;HER&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; yesterday.  An sms asking people that you knew to describe &lt;strong&gt;ONE&lt;/strong&gt; word about you.  At that time, I was "busy" chatting with my usual MSN kakis.. hehehehhehe... all of us soon got busy smsing each other, all wanting to know what we are being described as.  I've been described as temperamental (which is of course true), stubborn (another true fact), charitable, generous, weird, amazing, thoughtful, naughty and fun, amongst others... hehehehehe.. being a curious me, I of course took the liberty to forward the message to dear Hubby.  And of course, being Hubby, he refused to play the "game", after smsing me the word "forever".*slaps forehead*... Either he's very clever or his vocabulary sucks.  Clever because he knew if he text the wrong thing, we would end up arguing.  Hehehehehehhee....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, somehow or other, whilst on the way home today, I smsed and urged him again to be frank with me.  I guessed I was really curious to know how would he describe his wife.  At first, he refused to budge.  I figured his reason for refusal was maybe because of my many flaws.  Words like naggy, persuasive, pushy, bossy, fat, insolent, lazy and other negative stuff popped up my head.  Just as I was about to feel disappointed, I received an sms from him.. a word came... OMG (open eyes BIG BIG)!!! he text the word "&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PERFECT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;".... I really couldn't believed my eyes.  My hubby thought that I am perfect???!! Oh my!! how sweet of him to think that.. This come from an unromantic guy who don't even know how to "pujuk" his wife, when she's angry or sad... of course I knew I'm not perfect but to think that Hubby actually thought like that, it's so..... exhilarating.  My heart swells and I couldn't stop myself from grinning like a Cheshire cat.  He really made my day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to Hubby, this is one word from the bottom of my heart that I would describe you.... It's "&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WONDERFUL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;"...*grins*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392960-111953682658692831?l=mylinda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/111953682658692831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/111953682658692831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylinda.blogspot.com/2005/06/aww-so-schweet.html' title='Aww, so schweet...'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11464054699759859874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392960.post-111940533383270733</id><published>2005-06-22T09:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T09:55:33.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Point of view</title><content type='html'>Sensitivity to a friend's feelings is crucial in creating a friendship.  But sometimes, we tend to forget this.  A joke, a teasing or even a jibe, could caused frictions even if it's done unintentionally.  Sometimes, when we are talking to friends, especially when we are really comfortable with them, we might gone overboard without realising that somehow, we might have offended them as a result.  On the other hand, being too sensitive on a friend's part also is not healthy since it restricted the flow of the conversation, ie, prevented between friends from being chummy and close. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh!! Sometimes it's tough making friends.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392960-111940533383270733?l=mylinda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/111940533383270733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/111940533383270733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylinda.blogspot.com/2005/06/point-of-view.html' title='Point of view'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11464054699759859874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392960.post-111922910936420216</id><published>2005-06-20T08:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-20T08:58:29.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crampy Monday</title><content type='html'>How fast the weekend came and gone... Shucks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Sat, after work, went home, did laundry and chill until evening.  Went to pick up hubby and shopped for presents last minute at TM.  Reached home and gotten a major migraine.  Slept till morning..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sun, woke up early to continue doing housework.  Had celebrated Father's Day with dad, mom and nephew.  Cut the icecream cake courtesy from Hubby.  Dad was thrilled that we made an effort to make his day.  Gave 2 Giordano Polo T for him.  He was very happy.  I felt tired and crampy.  AF is here again.  Haiz!! Just as I had thought.  Depression came over me, hence after everything's done, relaxed by watching DVD.  Slept halfway the movie.  Woke up 2 hours later, feeling groggy and hungry.  Searched for edibles and munchies.  Continue watching DVD again.  Basically chilling at home.  Evening, fresh from bathing, began to fiddle with computer to download songs and whatnots.  Hubby came home.  Recreation over Playstation and X-box.  Slept.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 0430 today cos AF really flowing.  Super shucks.... End up bathing early and then slept for a while again.  0630, gotten ready to go to work.  Now feeling very, very sian to work.  Sleepy, crampy and tired.  Miss bed and bolster so much.. Huarghzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392960-111922910936420216?l=mylinda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/111922910936420216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/111922910936420216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylinda.blogspot.com/2005/06/crampy-monday.html' title='Crampy Monday'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11464054699759859874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392960.post-111898559829302466</id><published>2005-06-17T13:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-17T13:19:58.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleepy</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/mylinda/Batman.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched the above movie yesterday evening.  It's the opening day hence, movie theatre fully booked.  Being a kiasu Singaporean, I had booked a day earlier just to have good seats. *grins*.... Brought along my little nephew that stayed with us during these June holidays.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movie was great.  Personal opinion, it's much more better and definitely more dark than previous Batman movies.  It's more to it's character in the comics.  After seeing previous Batman movies, I personally prefer Christian Bale to be the best Batman ever.  He had this cheeky yet serious look that made the Batman character stands out.  No offence to George Clooney, Michael Keaton and Val Kilmer.  But none of them could bring the anger and depression of the Batman character to life.  Especially George Clooney.. although I like his acting, but the Batsuit with nipples??!! Come on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically the movie touches on what made Batman dons the Batsuit.  And why...Got glimpse of Scarecrow too although it's only like a few minutes.  If hubby hadn't told me that Scarecrow was in the movie, I wouldn't have known.  Hehehehehe.. Hubby definitely a true blue comic person.  Anyway, after the movie, applauses were heard throughout the cinema.  The other patrons must be enjoying the movie as much as I did.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh shucks, here comes the boss... ciao&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392960-111898559829302466?l=mylinda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/111898559829302466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/111898559829302466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylinda.blogspot.com/2005/06/sleepy.html' title='Sleepy'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11464054699759859874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392960.post-111871156638252366</id><published>2005-06-14T09:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-14T09:12:46.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crap</title><content type='html'>When you are feeling down and low, it's nice and soothing to hear your loved ones called or smsed you with "I Love U" or "I miss U"... I'm feeling really crappy today, practically dragging myself out of bed for work when I received a call from hubby.  He told me he missed me and ended the conversation with "I love U"...... Awwwwww!!! My heart just melts there and then.  A sucker for romance I'm not.. but sometimes...., don't know how to explain this feeling.  Whatever crappy feelings I've got, it's all gone into the thin air.  I felt much better and more alive.  So thank you Hubby for making my day much more better. *grins*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392960-111871156638252366?l=mylinda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/111871156638252366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/111871156638252366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylinda.blogspot.com/2005/06/crap.html' title='Crap'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11464054699759859874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392960.post-111863590116462680</id><published>2005-06-13T11:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-13T13:05:37.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tiring weekend</title><content type='html'>Weekend had been great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Saturday, parents and me went to Downtown East to join in &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Babyhd's&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; family barbeque.  Hubby slept like a log hence didn't join in.  Had loads of fun and also tons of food.  I had a taste of everything.  Hehehe.. Not good for my waistline since I'm supposed to be on "DIET" but then.. who can resist when there were good food all around.  Hehehehe!! My nephews and nieces ran all over and enjoying themselves, shouting here and there hoarse.  I got kicks watching them playing ball.  Of course there's jibing and teasing between us cousins.  Since its a hot Sat, I subjected myself to the chalet's aircon room.  Bliss.  Hehehheehe.. After Magrib prayers, said a few doas, and cutting cake ceremony.  After that, just laze around until 9.  Waiting for Babyhd to finish bathing, both me and &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mrsbeki&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, could doze off for a while.  SOOO LONG!!! *stuck out tongue to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Babyhd&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;*  We had planned to go bowling.... Had loads of fun at bowling alley.  As expected, I'm the "QUEEN OF LONGKANGS" *sheepish grin*.. After 3 "zeros", my little nephew took over me.  Seeing him threw the bowling ball like throwing a pail of water off the ground. Very funny.  But nevertheless he still managed to have the pins down.  GO MAMAT GO!!! kekekekek.. After one game, we decided to stop since the 3 AF (&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mrsbeki's&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; kids) were sleepy and grouchy.  Went back home with parents.  Slept alone as hubby work night shift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday morning was a rush.  I had to wake up early to do my laundry, changed my bedsheets and clean my room before hubby came back from work.  Managed to finish it in time.  Hubby slept for an hour before we went to wedding receptions.  I have 5 wedding receptions initially but since hubby was soo sleepy, I had to forgo one.  My apologies to &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CHARM&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, for not being able to attend her wedding.  I'm pretty sure you'll look gorgeous on your big day.  Congratulations to you and your hubby!!.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we rushed to one place after the other.  The weather was so humid, me with makeup on (urgh!!) and wearing high-heels and kurung.  I was sweating by the last house.  Not to mention tired and sleepy too.  Reached home, and soon to dreamland.  When I woke up, it's nearly to Magrib.  Ish ish ish..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today had to practically dragged myself to work.  "Kero" kept me irritated by making a "show" in front of the bosses and my new Indonesian colleague.  Ceh!! So fake, so hypocrite... She's making my Monday bad.  Curse her!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392960-111863590116462680?l=mylinda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/111863590116462680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/111863590116462680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylinda.blogspot.com/2005/06/tiring-weekend.html' title='Tiring weekend'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11464054699759859874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392960.post-111829585198125848</id><published>2005-06-09T13:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-09T13:44:11.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes!!</title><content type='html'>Weekend is around the corner.  Yahoo!! Got lots of plans ready to be executed.. hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had watched Madagascar on Tuesday.  Funny story.  Well, my nephew seems to be enjoying it.  Had wanted to watch Mr &amp; Mrs Smith yesterday, but full house.  So we panned the idea and had dinner at the nearby coffeehouse instead.  Slight tiff with hubby but soon forgive and forget.  MEN!! Can't live without them, can't live with them.. sheeesh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work wise.. happy hour. Boss not in and operations bearable.  Managing Director's demands are within limits.. Hope he's like that all week... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling really, really sleepy now after eating my lunch.. Nasi Lemak... Eyes are getting heavier and heavier and..h.e.a.v.i.e.r.zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392960-111829585198125848?l=mylinda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/111829585198125848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/111829585198125848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylinda.blogspot.com/2005/06/yes.html' title='Yes!!'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11464054699759859874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392960.post-111806407799253263</id><published>2005-06-06T20:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-06T21:21:18.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tiring</title><content type='html'>What a tiring week I've had....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Received a happy sms from BabyHD... The little boy of hers had been given the clearance to go home.. Thank God!!! Felt happy hearing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took half day leave last Saturday cos it's my cousin's solemnisation.  Well, actually to do my monthly waxing treatment.  Hehe!!   Then gone home to get ready for the wedding.  Reached there just in time for the solemnisation.  Kira star karatlah.. hehehehehe.. The elder sis solemnised during the day and the younger sis gotten engaged at night.  So tiring even though I didn't really do anything.  Oh well....It's the thoughts that count.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday is the elder sis "sanding".  With my aunties and uncles all in one place, you can expect only one thing.  Kecoh!! What with the teasings, jibing, sarcasms... everything.. I've had my share of the teasings since I've grown sideways after marriage..*yikes*... oh!! Whatever lah! as long as my hubby happy with me, don't care what others said.  The day was a hot one.  Super duper hot.  The sun was really scorching.  Almost all my aunties and cousins were busy fanning themselves with their own paper fans.  Sweated like nobody's business.  I kept cool by switching on the aircon of the rented car.  Stayed until end of the wedding.  Was so tired by then even though didn't really do anything much.  hehehehe... So puzzling...Didn't do anything also can get tired like just ran a marathon.  I guessed it's the weather.  My 9 year old nephew followed us home, since it's school holidays.  Feeling right at home and comfortable with my hubby's games (Xbox &amp; playstation), he had begged to stay until last day of school holidays.  hehehehe.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work wise, today isn't so bad.  My boss isn't in but my MD is.  Hence still busy helping the MD.  Not complaining though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh shucks!!! CSI is on already.. Ciao&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392960-111806407799253263?l=mylinda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/111806407799253263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/111806407799253263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylinda.blogspot.com/2005/06/tiring.html' title='Tiring'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11464054699759859874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392960.post-111767867335057034</id><published>2005-06-02T09:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-02T10:17:53.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So Pitiful</title><content type='html'>To the bloggers that had tagged me on my earlier entry, thank you for your concern.  Me and dh are fine now.  Guess we were experiencing the downside of our marriage.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday had heard bad news from my MSN kaki/fellow blogger, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Babyhd&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.  Her son was warded due to stomach flu.  So shocking since I had thought her son had just recovered from fever.  Hence made a quick visit to KK Hospital after work.  Bought a toy to cheer the little one up.  When I saw him, my heart sank.  He is on drip.  Seeing a 1 year old boy being put on drip just broke my heart.  I could just imagine his pain having a big needle being poked into his hand.  On top of that, he was not allowed to eat since he kept vomitting out what he ate.  Gosh!! He looked so listless.  Even when he saw the toy I've bought him didn't cheer him up.  Felt so helpless seeing him like this.  He just cried and cried, which was understandably so.  What's the most upsetting thing was, when he saw other kids got food, he pointed and cried, maybe feeling hungry.  But since he's not allowed to even swallow anything, there's nothing much his momma can do.  Finally, can't bear to see him crying for food, we sneaked in a glass of milo for him.  At least he got something to drink since I'm sure his throat is really dry.  Then his dad carried him, pushing the drip-pole all around the ward, since I think the poor little boy is so bored of the hospital bed.  Finally after the walk, HD calmed down and went to sleep.  Both me and my parents went back home with a heavy heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, had smsed his mom about his condition.  Was told his fever had subsided but still not allowed to eat and being put on another drip.  Gosh!! I really hope and prayed that he will get well soon.  His 2nd birthday is coming up.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, to my little nephew, Harith Danial, mummy Indah prayed hard for your speedy recovery.  Hope you will be well enough to enjoy your "special" birthday present mummy had planned to buy for you.  Allah bless you!!! Amiiin...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392960-111767867335057034?l=mylinda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/111767867335057034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/111767867335057034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylinda.blogspot.com/2005/06/so-pitiful.html' title='So Pitiful'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11464054699759859874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392960.post-111752099317223561</id><published>2005-05-31T14:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-31T14:29:53.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Les Miserable</title><content type='html'>Really don't know what to blog about these couple of days.  Luck had been like "potatoes".  Sigh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was really miserable due to some conflict between hubby and me.  Haiz!! Really don't have the mood to work and furthermore, just gotten fever.  Sheesh.. Maybe it's time I stop blogging for a while.  I doubt anybody will miss me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392960-111752099317223561?l=mylinda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/111752099317223561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/111752099317223561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylinda.blogspot.com/2005/05/les-miserable.html' title='Les Miserable'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11464054699759859874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392960.post-111700360414511343</id><published>2005-05-25T13:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-25T16:49:20.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmmm</title><content type='html'>Nothing much to blog lately.  Had spent the weekend by watching DVDs.  Hubby was on morning shift hence, not going out.  I catch up on my sleep mostly.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was a very, very busy day in the office.  All the big shots came down, meeting after meeting.  Everybody wanting something urgently.  Haiz!! I was exhausted by the time 5.30 came.  Told DY I'm going back home.  On the way back home, met my ex-colleague.  Chitchatted for a while.  Meeting her make me missed airport life. Missed the jokes, the naggings, the negotiations, the waiting in between flights.... haiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm, met with my MSN kakis for lunch today.  &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.babyhd.blogspot.com/"&gt;She&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt; brought along her lovable kid with her. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.irulnina.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; also was with us.  Ate at McD.  Lunch was great.  We laughed and joked and teased.  Hey girls!! We should do it again soon.  Provided &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.babyhd.blogspot.com/"&gt;she's&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; on leave again of course.  Heheheheheh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't wait for the weekend to come.  Hubby's offday for 3 days. Yahoooo!!! Planned to go midnite showing with his group of buddies.  Should be fun....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392960-111700360414511343?l=mylinda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/111700360414511343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/111700360414511343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylinda.blogspot.com/2005/05/hmmm.html' title='Hmmm'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11464054699759859874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392960.post-111655061825807928</id><published>2005-05-20T08:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-20T08:58:53.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yawnzz....</title><content type='html'>Feeling so sleepy today.  Had actually dragged myself to work. Was comtemplating to either take a taxi or the bus.  In the end, the good conscious won and I took the bus.  Stomach don't feel so good.  Felt like something's churning inside my stomach.  Hmmmzzz!! Wonder why?? *thinking* What did I ate yesterday to have this stomach of mine churning and doing cartwheels??  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been super busy in the office.  Nobody took over reception duties so I have to do EVERYTHING.  Lucky not much demands from boss.  Next week is gonna be torture as there would be a lot of bigshots or should I say BIG IDIOTS coming in.  Sigh!!! I don't even have time to look through the HR file to find the right receptionist.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pushing Next week far, far away... its gonna be a long weekend.  Yippee!!!  Wondering if I could bargain with my boss not to come to work tomorrow.. Then I could have 3 days holiday... hmmmm.... Waste time coming in on a Sat when only me and that cross-eyed woman will be here... eeeeee... Thinking of having to spend 4 hours with that woman makes me lose my mood... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shucks.. my stomach is doing cartwheels again... ciao...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392960-111655061825807928?l=mylinda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/111655061825807928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/111655061825807928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylinda.blogspot.com/2005/05/yawnzz.html' title='Yawnzz....'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11464054699759859874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392960.post-111622030779923076</id><published>2005-05-16T12:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-16T13:11:47.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cold Monday</title><content type='html'>Such a cold Monday today. It was raining when I finished bathing.  Brr!! So cold.  I've developed a scratcy throat and my mucus kept flowing out over the weekend.  Gross!!  I think I'm gonna develop to a full blown flu soon.  Haiz.  Central conditioning at office is so cold.  Ah Chooo!! Excuse me *sniff*.........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392960-111622030779923076?l=mylinda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/111622030779923076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/111622030779923076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylinda.blogspot.com/2005/05/cold-monday.html' title='Cold Monday'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11464054699759859874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392960.post-111585892852004251</id><published>2005-05-12T08:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-12T08:48:48.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moral of the story is.....</title><content type='html'>I was in pain yesterday.  For the past two days, I was so swarmed with work that I'd skipped my lunch as well as toilet breaks.  I held my toilet breaks until after office hours.  As a result, I suffered from Urinary Tract Infection or UTI for short.  I had suffered before two years ago and yesterday it occurred again.  The pain was unbearable hence told hubby to come fetched me and consult the doctor again.  After testing my urine sample, I found out I bled while peeing.  Haiz.. The result of the infection.  Hence doctor gave me some antibiotics to kill the infection and pill to make me urine more often.  Moral of the story : If you have to go, YOU HAVE to go.  Don't hold it else you'll suffer like me too.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Urinary tract infections are a serious health problem affecting millions of people each year.&lt;br /&gt;Infections of the urinary tract are common—only respiratory infections occur more often. In 1997, urinary tract infections (UTIs) accounted for about 8.3 million doctor visits.* Women are especially prone to UTIs for reasons that are poorly understood. One woman in five develops a UTI during her lifetime. UTIs in men are not so common, but they can be very serious when they do occur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What are the causes of UTI?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Normal urine is sterile. It contains fluids, salts, and waste products, but it is free of bacteria, viruses, and fungi. An infection occurs when microorganisms, usually bacteria from the digestive tract, cling to the opening of the urethra and begin to multiply. Most infections arise from one type of bacteria, Escherichia coli (E. coli), which normally lives in the colon.&lt;br /&gt;In most cases, bacteria first begin growing in the urethra. An infection limited to the urethra is called urethritis. From there bacteria often move on to the bladder, causing a bladder infection (cystitis). If the infection is not treated promptly, bacteria may then go up the ureters to infect the kidneys (pyelonephritis).&lt;br /&gt;The urinary system is structured in a way that helps ward off infection. The ureters and bladder normally prevent urine from backing up toward the kidneys, and the flow of urine from the bladder helps wash bacteria out of the body. In men, the prostate gland produces secretions that slow bacterial growth. In both sexes, immune defenses also prevent infection. But despite these safeguards, infections still occur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What are the symptoms of UTI?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not everyone with a UTI has symptoms, but most people get at least some. These may include a frequent urge to urinate and a painful, burning feeling in the area of the bladder or urethra during urination. It is not unusual to feel bad all over—tired, shaky, washed out—and to feel pain even when not urinating. Often women feel an uncomfortable pressure above the pubic bone, and some men experience a fullness in the rectum. It is common for a person with a urinary infection to complain that, despite the urge to urinate, only a small amount of urine is passed. The urine itself may look milky or cloudy, even reddish if blood is present. A fever may mean that the infection has reached the kidneys. Other symptoms of a kidney infection include pain in the back or side below the ribs, nausea, or vomiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How is UTI treated?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UTIs are treated with antibacterial drugs. The choice of drug and length of treatment depend on the patient's history and the urine tests that identify the offending bacteria. The sensitivity test is especially useful in helping the doctor select the most effective drug. The drugs most often used to treat routine, uncomplicated UTIs are trimethoprim (Trimpex), trimethoprim/sulfamethoxazole (Bactrim, Septra, Cotrim), amoxicillin (Amoxil, Trimox, Wymox), nitrofurantoin (Macrodantin, Furadantin), and ampicillin. A class of drugs called quinolones includes four drugs approved in recent years for treating UTI. These drugs include ofloxacin (Floxin), norfloxacin (Noroxin), ciprofloxacin (Cipro), and trovafloxin (Trovan).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Often, a UTI can be cured with 1 or 2 days of treatment if the infection is not complicated by an obstruction or nervous system disorder. Still, many doctors ask their patients to take antibiotics for a week or two to ensure that the infection has been cured. Single-dose treatment is not recommended for some groups of patients, for example, those who have delayed treatment or have signs of a kidney infection, patients with diabetes or structural abnormalities, or men who have prostate infections. Longer treatment is also needed by patients with infections caused by Mycoplasma or Chlamydia, which are usually treated with tetracycline, trimethoprim/sulfamethoxazole (TMP/SMZ), or doxycycline. A followup urinalysis helps to confirm that the urinary tract is infection-free. It is important to take the full course of treatment because symptoms may disappear before the infection is fully cleared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Severely ill patients with kidney infections may be hospitalized until they can take fluids and needed drugs on their own. Kidney infections generally require several weeks of antibiotic treatment. Researchers at the University of Washington found that 2-week therapy with TMP/SMZ was as effective as 6 weeks of treatment with the same drug in women with kidney infections that did not involve an obstruction or nervous system disorder. In such cases, kidney infections rarely lead to kidney damage or kidney failure unless they go untreated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Various drugs are available to relieve the pain of a UTI. A heating pad may also help. Most doctors suggest that drinking plenty of water helps cleanse the urinary tract of bacteria. During treatment, it is best to avoid coffee, alcohol, and spicy foods. And one of the best things a smoker can do for his or her bladder is to quit smoking. Smoking is the major known cause of bladder cancer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Recurrent Infections in Women&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Women who have had three UTIs are likely to continue having them. Four out of five such women get another within 18 months of the last UTI. Many women have them even more often. A woman who has frequent recurrences (three or more a year) should ask her doctor about one of the following treatment options:&lt;br /&gt;• Take low doses of an antibiotic such as TMP/SMZ or nitrofurantoin daily for 6 months or longer. (If taken at bedtime, the drug remains in the bladder longer and may be more effective.) NIH-supported research at the University of Washington has shown this therapy to be effective without causing serious side effects.&lt;br /&gt;• Take a single dose of an antibiotic after sexual intercourse.&lt;br /&gt;• Take a short course (1 or 2 days) of antibiotics when symptoms appear.&lt;br /&gt;Dipsticks that change color when an infection is present are now available without a prescription. The strips detect nitrite, which is formed when bacteria change nitrate in the urine to nitrite. The test can detect about 90 percent of UTIs when used with the first morning urine specimen and may be useful for women who have recurrent infections.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doctors suggest some additional steps that a woman can take on her own to avoid an infection:&lt;br /&gt;• Drink plenty of water every day.&lt;br /&gt;• Urinate when you feel the need; don't resist the urge to urinate.&lt;br /&gt;• Wipe from front to back to prevent bacteria around the anus from entering the vagina or urethra.&lt;br /&gt;• Take showers instead of tub baths.&lt;br /&gt;• Cleanse the genital area before sexual intercourse.&lt;br /&gt;• Avoid using feminine hygiene sprays and scented douches, which may irritate the urethra.&lt;br /&gt;Some doctors suggest drinking cranberry juice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Is there a vaccine to prevent recurrent UTIs?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the future, scientists may develop a vaccine that can prevent UTIs from coming back. Researchers in different studies have found that children and women who tend to get UTIs repeatedly are likely to lack proteins called immunoglobulins, which fight infection. Children and women who do not get UTIs are more likely to have normal levels of immunoglobulins in their genital and urinary tracts.&lt;br /&gt;Early tests indicate that a vaccine helps patients build up their own natural infection-fighting powers. The dead bacteria in the vaccine do not spread like an infection; instead, they prompt the body to produce antibodies that can later fight against live organisms. Researchers are testing injected and oral vaccines to see which works best. Another method being considered for women is to apply the vaccine directly as a suppository in the vagina&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392960-111585892852004251?l=mylinda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/111585892852004251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/111585892852004251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylinda.blogspot.com/2005/05/moral-of-story-is.html' title='Moral of the story is.....'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11464054699759859874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392960.post-111543868826938605</id><published>2005-05-07T11:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-07T12:04:48.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bliss</title><content type='html'>Finally... I've got some time to update. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First day of my sacred holiday time (Friday), I spent it with &lt;a href="http://www.aryna.blogspot.com/"&gt;HER&lt;/a&gt;. Had lunch, played with the 3 musketeers and off home after 5 in the evening.  At night, start packing for the trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday morning, after hubby finished packing his, went to early check in.  Felt more safer once received the boarding pass.  Then, went back home to chill until later at night for our flight.  Hubby spent the rest of the day snoring away, while me... spent it by watching DVD. After Isyak, went to airport, met the rest of family members, kiss2 hug2 and off we went.  Spent some moolah on duty free perfumes, courtesy of hubby of course..*grins*.. Boarding time.. spent the entire flight trying to get to a very comfortable position to be asleep.  Thank God it's not a full flight.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached Brisbane in the morning.  Immigration and customs are a breeze.  So do land transfers, thank God... reached resort around 1.5 hours later.  SURFERS PARADISE... seeing the beautiful beach makes me relax.  Unpacked and off we went to the shopping area.  Hubby started spending his money like nobody's business.. Oh well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday-Wednesday... went to the attraction spots... Seaworld, Movieworld, Dreamworld, Harbourtown, Pacific Fair, Robina Mall, Australian Fair.... Penat siak.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/mylinda/eating.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;At Seaworld &lt;/em&gt;: &lt;em&gt;Apadah hubby ni... orang tgh syok makan, dia take pic pulak&lt;/em&gt;.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/mylinda/batman.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;At Movieworld : Nak perasan jadi Batman's girlfriend.  Tak dapat orangnya, kereta pun jadi lah..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/mylinda/Scooby.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;At Movieworld : Being tricked by hubby to take this roller coaster ride.. Kurang asam&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/mylinda/TOT.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;At Dreamworld : Before taking this ride, must take pic.. Basah kuyup aku..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/mylinda/flower.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;At Seaworld : Lawakan bunga ni.. The colours are soo refreshing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday, home sweet home. Friday, laundry time.  Haiz.  But managed to catch movie in the late evening.. Triple X The Next Level.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, relax day... Sunday (Mother's Day)... Monday, working day.. Malasnya aku....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392960-111543868826938605?l=mylinda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/111543868826938605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/111543868826938605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylinda.blogspot.com/2005/05/bliss.html' title='Bliss'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11464054699759859874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392960.post-111465267541052908</id><published>2005-04-28T08:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-28T10:07:15.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OH YEAH!!!</title><content type='html'>Finally... today is my "last" day from work.. My holiday starts tomorrow.. Yippee!!! Sukanya aku.. *grins*.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually my trip would be on Saturday but I purposely took a day leave earlier because I'm a last minute packing girl.  Hehehehehe... *panic button ON*.. Yikees.  Tomorrow I shall savour my first day of holiday.. free from work.  Hehehehehhee!! To my MSN chat pals.. Korang jangan jeles k.. Hehehhehehe!! Sorry, just can't help it but to rub it in.  *grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope everything goes smoothly.  Let me see... Validity passports, check. Tickets, check. Hotel and transfers, check.  Complimentary breakfast, check. Visas, check.  Money, check. Hmm.. apa lagi aku lupa eh.. *thinking*.. Oh yeah!! To leave all worries behind and to just enjoy myself.  Besides, the main purpose of me going for a 2nd honeymoon to celebrate my very 1st year wedding anniversary is of course, BABY MAKING.. hehehehehe.. Hence the need to relax my soul, body and mind... Whooosah!! kekkekkekekekee... Wish me luck on this....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work wise, I've been trying to clear all outstanding paperwork and whatnots.  The key word is "trying".. Of course I couldn't, since paperwork is an ongoing thing in my scope of work.  I just made sure that the important ones being attended to and the not so important ones.. hehehehhe.. chuck one side.. I've also been busy screening all the candidates suitable to take over my sil's place.  She had resigned since she had found a job suited to her taste.  I've shortlisted several and pass it to DY / RG for their scrutiny.  DY being a racist as he is, only picked his own skin colour.  But RG had picked several of other races.  Finally yesterday we managed to find the girl.  The new girl supposed to come today but sigh.. she had called at the very last minute to say she had been offered another job.  What luck. So back to square one.  And that's not going to be MY problem since, I just can't postpone my leave.  It's gonna be DY/RG's problem since they are suddenly so particular in this aspect suddenly.  WHATEVER!!! I could go on bitching about work but enough for now.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, before I forgot, not using shoutbox anymore.. But, please feel free to tag me at haloscan instead....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, since I won't be updating for 10 days or so,.. wish you peeps a happy weekend and advance Labour Day... Cheers!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392960-111465267541052908?l=mylinda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/111465267541052908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/111465267541052908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylinda.blogspot.com/2005/04/oh-yeah.html' title='OH YEAH!!!'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11464054699759859874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392960.post-111413756486647611</id><published>2005-04-22T10:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-22T10:39:24.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Haiz</title><content type='html'>Its finally Friday... Me just got no mood to blog nowadays.  I do like to blog-hopped, reading other people's entries but as for myself, there's nothing much to blog about lately.  Of course I can bitch about my work etc.. but I decided not to.  It seemed I'm always bitching about work.  Sigh!! Wonder if this is a good or bad sign...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bitching aside, I've got exactly one week left to my upcoming trip.  Could hardly wait.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392960-111413756486647611?l=mylinda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/111413756486647611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/111413756486647611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylinda.blogspot.com/2005/04/haiz.html' title='Haiz'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11464054699759859874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392960.post-111380736543767708</id><published>2005-04-18T14:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-18T14:56:05.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cloud Nine!!!</title><content type='html'>Hehehehehe!!! I've been grinning since last saturday. Why?? Because I have a new handphone.. Yahooo!!! Although it's not as great as some of the other bloggers, but still it's new.  And best part, hubby paid for it.  Hehehehehe.. So considered, FREE!! *grins*...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what I've gotten, together with a new Singtel line :-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/mylinda/7270_main.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course hubby, wanting to have almost identical Singtel number as me, gotten himself a :-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v320/mylinda/motorola_razorv3_l.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The funny part, both of our handphone prices are the same.  Hmmm!!! Coincidentially strange but true.  I've waited patiently for the line to be activated.  Once it's on, hmmm.... I kept "godeh-ing" my new handphone until my hands are in needles and pins... *grins sheepishly*.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, enough of phones... last Saturday afternoon, I had fun at liza's place.  Well, made new blogger friends, senorita with her super duper cute baby, zany with handsome mikhail (correct spelling I hope) and a very HOT MAMA Salha and lil irdina.  Nice to meet all of you... And of course, the KO gang, such as Kodee, Kolin, Komi and Kona.  The rest, unfortunately couldn't be able to make it hence the kecohness could be maintained.  But I couldn't stay for long because got a date with hubby to buy the above phones.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, my boss managed to piss me off, AS USUAL.. He had asked me if he could pull back my "long" leave.  HAH!!! Crazy.. I told him that unless he is willing to reimburse my already-paid tickets/trip, there's no way am I gonna let him cancel my leave.  Grrrr!!! Crazy boss told me, "I don't mind".. Na-uh!! No way!! I've only gone for 10 days for God sake.... Haiz.. Wonder how he'll react to me resigning?? *thinking*....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392960-111380736543767708?l=mylinda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/111380736543767708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/111380736543767708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylinda.blogspot.com/2005/04/cloud-nine.html' title='Cloud Nine!!!'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11464054699759859874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392960.post-111361207672652004</id><published>2005-04-16T08:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-16T08:41:16.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What The Fish!!!!</title><content type='html'>I hate Starhub!!! Absolutely hate Starhub!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long story : Last year, me &amp; hubby had bought a new hp for his cousin (R), together with a new number.  I permitted hubby to use my name to apply for R's number since hubby's name was used for his sis.  Everything went well and dandy until last Thursday.  Hubby called my office and asked what's wrong with my hp?? I was puzzled and said, "Nothing's wrong".. Look into my screen and saw that I have no connection.  I off and on my hp and the words "U have no connection" or something like that pops up... So I called Starhub.. Been put on hold for quite a while. When I finally gotten to a customer service, I've found out they conveniently cut my line as well as R's line because (R) owed them some payment.  I was furious hence I scolded hubby who in turn scolded R.  But R told us that he'd already paid everything before due date.  I tried calling Starhub again and more waiting.  After long wait, they told me "Oh yes maam, we've just received payment for that particular line"... Jeez!! I told them to please reconnect my hp line back but they told me "IT takes 3-5 working days".. Resigned, I gave up.  Was quite pissed off, but what to do. Wait...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, hubby called me at office and told me, my line would be reinstated back within 24 hours.  Happily I've tried calling my own number several times.  But the recording still said "The number is not in used"... I've tried and tried until I gave up.  Reached home, mummy complained on the difficulty of reaching me.  Even my boss complained.  I, in turn, of course complained to hubby.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, hubby told me to my frustrations, that STUPID IDIOTIC STARHUB had only reinstated R's number and not mine.  WHAT THE FISH!!! I've always paid on time and yet they CONVENIENTLY cut my line without letting me know and didn't reconnect back.  SO SUPER UNFAIR!!! Hubby had screwed Starhub for their stupidity.  Meanwhile, I have to use hubby's SIM card since I'm meeting some bloggers later.  In order to make me happy, hubby allowed me to apply for a new line as well as a new phone with SINGTEL.  Since my contract is almost up this October, I will terminate Starhub and use back SINGTEL. Serves Starhub right for not treating their customers properly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STARHUB SUCKS!!! SINGTEL RULES....... Hmmm.. let me see..what hp model should I choose???.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392960-111361207672652004?l=mylinda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/111361207672652004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/111361207672652004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylinda.blogspot.com/2005/04/what-fish.html' title='What The Fish!!!!'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11464054699759859874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392960.post-111344105807073347</id><published>2005-04-14T08:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-14T09:10:58.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Emotions</title><content type='html'>These few days, I felt time flies really s-l-o-w.... Wonder why??  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a discussion with hubby yesterday.  Told him I'm not really happy working here anymore.  Hubby was pissed off when I told him the reason why.  He urged me to stand up for my right and not to get bullied by my other colleagues.  I think that's the problem.  I couldn't just say NO to them.  I'm just too responsible for my own good.  Which could be a curse when your other colleagues take advantage of it.  Sigh! I end up feeling angry, having to do other people's job but not being paid for it.  To hit the sore point, they got paid much more than me.  Haiz!! Wanted to speak to DY but knowing him, he will just say, "Don't be so calculative"... *show tongue*.. Hubby told me that if I'm not happy, to just quit.  Find other jobs that could make me happy.  He consoled me, saying that I shouldn't be taking all these crap from others.  *put on thinking cap*....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work aside, there's some personal problems too.  Like, when could I enjoy the joy of pregnancy / motherhood?  All around me, there's always someone who could enjoy it and I'm so envious of them.  My chat friends, my school friends, hubby's friends even my cousins.  Sometimes the envy is so overwhelming that it hurts inside.  I had tried to close the gap by playing with my nieces / nephews but.. it's just not the same as your own right?? Sigh.. *cry silently*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392960-111344105807073347?l=mylinda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/111344105807073347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/111344105807073347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylinda.blogspot.com/2005/04/emotions.html' title='Emotions'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11464054699759859874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392960.post-111326882711346291</id><published>2005-04-12T08:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-12T09:20:27.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So Sleepy</title><content type='html'>*Yawns*.. I did get enough sleep these few days.  Couldn't relax.  Seemed to be a lot of things to think about in my mind lately.  As a result, I had eyebags under my eyes.  Sigh!! It's getting so prominent that even DY had commented on it.  *rolls eyes*..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I had an unplanned dinner with mil/sil.  Actually sil was bored, asked me out for a quick shopping spree.  Since hubby was working and I had nothing on, I quickly said yes.  While waiting for mil in the bus interchange, I saw one of my creepy ex colleagues.   He stared at me up and down and kept turning back his head for a 2nd look.  Actually, this creepy guy and me had not even spoken to each other, even when we were colleagues, but the way he looked at me were so creepy and disturbing.  I was feeling uncomfortable, what with him leering away, and also the interchange had lots of people.  Finally mil came, thank God.  Made our way to the mall, where sil stopped to "ketuk" her mom for some clothes.  After that, we went in search for food court.  On the way there, sil saw her so called "Stalker".  She had told me once that there's this guy who everytime took bus with her, going home, and would purposely find place to stand or sit beside her.  To the extend of even asking for her number and putting a piece of paper with his number in her bag.  Sheesh!! I was very, very suprised upon seeing who's the guy was since it happened to be hubby's colleague.  Wah!!! The "Stalker" looked at us and we could see he was very uncomfortable upon seeing me.  You are dead "Stalker".. I called hubby and told him everything.  Since that "Stalker" and hubby are not in good terms in the first place, of course hubby was super irritant by that "Stalker's" behaviour.  Like there's nobody else to disturb.  So pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we had my favourite fishball noodles.  Yahoo!! Now I don't have to go so far in PP to get it.  I could get it much more nearer, as and when the craving sets in.  *grinning*.... After dinner, mil need to go somewhere hence we parted ways.  Went back home, bathe and tried to relax unsuccessfully.  Sigh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392960-111326882711346291?l=mylinda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/111326882711346291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/111326882711346291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylinda.blogspot.com/2005/04/so-sleepy_12.html' title='So Sleepy'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11464054699759859874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392960.post-111300908254302634</id><published>2005-04-09T09:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-09T09:11:22.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grrr!!!</title><content type='html'>Stupid Blogger!!! I've typed a long entry yesterday and when I publish it, everything's gone.. Grrr.. fedup. Terus takde mood nak type lagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, to make it short and sweet, it's been a hellish and blurry week for me.  Work wise that is.  An important project is ending and the vessel had returned home.  As people say, we can only plan, the rest is up to fate.  That's what happened.  We had planned in great details so that everything will go smoothly but.. yesterday whatever can go wrong had gone wrong.  I've to stay up until 8 in the evening just to be a so called back-up coordinator in the office.  Grrr!! Tu pun belum habis lagi.  Everyone in the operations was tired therefore they have short fuses.  Sigh!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hope I don't have to wait so long for everything to be finished since later I'm having my waxing appointment.  *pray really hard*...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, hope all have a good weekend.. ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392960-111300908254302634?l=mylinda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/111300908254302634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/111300908254302634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylinda.blogspot.com/2005/04/grrr.html' title='Grrr!!!'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11464054699759859874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392960.post-111292306194457337</id><published>2005-04-08T08:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-08T09:17:41.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TGIF</title><content type='html'>It finally Friday.  But I still got lots to do.  DY went outstation AGAIN!! An important project is coming back today hence there's a lot of paperwork and preparation to be done.  A crucial time like this, needs the main player and he's outstation.  Haiz!! Needless to say, I will be very, very busy later, coordinating this and that.  Worse part, my next door office glass door would be arriving and the contractors are going to tear down the wall that separates the two.  Since DY conveniently passed the project to me, haiz... Wonder if I could go back early today???? *pray hard*....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I consoled myself thinking if I work hard now, later I could enjoy my fuss free, deserved holiday.  Yahooo!!! This morning whilst I was dressing for work, I glanced at the calendar and started to count the days.  20 more days to go and I'm gone for 10 days of holiday.  Double yahooo!!!! I haven't started any packing yet since it's still early.  Hehehehhehe.. what can I say...I'm a last minute kind of girl.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz!! Baru nak berceloteh, calls starts coming in already.. Got to go.. enjoy ur weekend......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392960-111292306194457337?l=mylinda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/111292306194457337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/111292306194457337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylinda.blogspot.com/2005/04/tgif.html' title='TGIF'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11464054699759859874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392960.post-111260529261059402</id><published>2005-04-04T13:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-05T09:34:42.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So Sleepy!!!</title><content type='html'>Such a gloomy, rainy Monday.  Around 9.30, the skies were already so dark, it seemed like 7.30 in the evening.  So lazy to go to work.  Had to practically dragged myself.  It gotten so cold during lunchtime because of the rain.  Wah!! Lucky got big umbrella.  Courtesy of my boss of course.  Thank God too that he's not in town.  He may not be in the office but he sure made his voice heard.  Kept calling me every 15 mins.  Haiz!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't really enjoyed my weekend.  So tiring.  Last Saturday me stayed in the office until nearly 2.30.  So wasted.  All because of some stupid urgent matter that cannot wait until Monday.  After making sure that I did everything as per requested by DY, I met up with hubby for lunch.  After our late lunch, hubby sent me home before he went off to work.  I was all alone at home and since I'm bored, I decided to do laundry and clean up my room.  Whilst in the middle of cleaning, DY called up and said vessel couldn't set sail because of a chain certificate that our agent in Kuantan didn't received.  WHAT FISH!!! I had made sure before I left office our agent received every single document I had faxed over.  Now he complained to DY.  Menyirap darah aku.  Desperate for the vessel to set sail by that evening, DY asked me if I could go back to office and fax that damn document over.  HAH!! Gila ke dekni... If my house nearby the office, nevermind.. I was really reluctant and hesitated but I've got no choice.  So, told DY to give me 10 mins to get ready.  While I was getting ready to go back office, DY called again.  This time to say no need to go back office as it seemed there's a miscommunication between agents.  WHAT THE FISH!!! Nasib baik aku masih kat rumah.  If not, confirmed boss aku kena XYZ dgn aku.  Eeeeee... To make it worse, one of my colleague actually called me at 8.30pm and had actually asked me if I'm still in office... 8.30 on a SATURDAY NIGHT??!! HELLO!! where were your brains?? In your #$@$@#??? Grrr... Stupid question to ask.. Obviously these people were taking advantage of me.  Huh!! Ingat aku takde life ke??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was a tiring day too.  I woke up early, out of habit, which of course frustrates me even more.  Woke hubby up and off we went to PP for a late breakfast and to Giant to do our monthly shopping.  Stock up on our favourite foods and whatnots.  Total cost : $250. Glup!! Apa siak aku beli ni??  Once reached home, mil called.  Haiz!! She need to buy something that need our opinion hence asked us out.  I was really tired but I reluctantly agreed.  Baru nak relax, dah kena keluar lagi.  Panas terik pulak tu.  Met mil at TM.  She bought a beautiful set of jewellery for herself.  Of course with sil and my approval.  Kekekekekekeke.  The whole thing cost exactly 4k.  Wow!! Kaya betul mak mertua aku ni.  Hmmm... Went to dinner at Bali Thai.  After filling up our stomachs, went to Downtown East.  Saja jalan2.  Felt tired, hence pulled hubby home.  Once on bed, I was zonked out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday evening, I experienced a kecoh moment.  Hubby, me and sil decided to watch movie, BE COOL.  Movie was interesting but I got distracted.  All because we saw hubby's cousin's (R) gf out with another guy.  Gasp!!! At first we weren't sure if it's the right person, but the girl in question was very troubled upon seeing us.  Worse for her, we were in the same movie theatre watching the same movie.  Nasib baik duduk tak sama.  Since R is hubby's closest and best cousin, hubby sms him asking him details.  We wanted to confirm that the girl was lying to R.  Hmmm.. R of course not happy upon hearing that his gf is playing behind his back hence he came down to meet us and the alleged couple after the movie.  Thank God there's no screaming or any attention seeking scenes.  R talked to the guy and then the cheating gf.  After "chatting" for half an hour, it's all over.  We of course were sad for R but, hey, it's better to know now than later.  Anyway, R is a charming guy.  I'm sure he won't have any trouble finding other gf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is such a blurry day.  So sleepy, lazy to do work, but life still goes on.  Besok boss aku dah balik from outstation.  Haiz.. So fast... Boringnya...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392960-111260529261059402?l=mylinda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/111260529261059402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/111260529261059402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylinda.blogspot.com/2005/04/so-sleepy.html' title='So Sleepy!!!'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11464054699759859874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392960.post-111231751234862242</id><published>2005-04-01T08:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-01T09:05:12.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So Stupid!!!</title><content type='html'>I woke up, and my alarm clock showed 6.30am.  Bathe, taking my own sweet time.  Thinking since I've already woke up late, might as well I'll be late for work.  While I was getting dressed, I suddenly realised that it's still dark outside.. Strange.  Look at my alarm and it showed 7.04am.  Hmmmm.. Thinking that maybe it's gonna rain soon.  Continue dressing and cleaning my room at the same time.  While I was putting hubby's watch to it's correct place, I saw the timing... 6.08 am.  WHAT!!! Couldn't believe it, so I looked at my own watch and it showed the same timing 6.08 am..... Damn it!! I felt so so stupid.  No, it's not an April Fool's joke.  It's just stupidity on my part.  I accidentally forward the timing of my alarm clock yesterday because of an earlier power failure occured during the day.  Haiz!!!! I realised that I woke up at 5.30 am instead of 6.30 and that I was early, not late.  Nasib baik me tak rush and took a taxi to work.  Haiz! Tak sangka hari ini hari bodoh aku coincide with April Fool.... Memang lah terasa Fool. *roll eyes upwards*........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392960-111231751234862242?l=mylinda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/111231751234862242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/111231751234862242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylinda.blogspot.com/2005/04/so-stupid.html' title='So Stupid!!!'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11464054699759859874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392960.post-111214739652193038</id><published>2005-03-30T09:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-30T09:49:56.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boring</title><content type='html'>Yes!!! It's finally midweek.  Thank God.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past two days had been a blur.  I was like a working zombie.  Got scolded by almost everyone due to my blur-ness.  Mostly by my colleagues.  WHATEVER!! I don't give crap.  They want to complain to boss, go right ahead.  Not happy with my attitude, it's ur problem, not mine.  I'm really sick and tired of hearing all these whinnies.  In a project, we are supposed to work together, not pushing work to each other.  If they can't get it in their heads, that's not my problem.  Anything screw up, it's your ass not mine.  Huh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately I had second thoughts about my job.  Cos it's been unsatisfactory these few months.  I don't feel the thrills of the job anymore.  All I felt was emptiness.  Felt like a mechanical robot.  Hmmmm, maybe I'm just tired of working with adults.  Listening to big bosses whining like big babies is really not my cup of tea.  To comply with their unreasonable demands and whatnots is really driving me crazy.  Maybe I'm not suitable for this job anymore.  It's not been a year and I'm sick of my job.  Doesn't show a good sign.  But I've been bidding my time.  Sourcing out other job scope while suffering here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really dragged my feet to work today.  Felt sleepy and tired.  Seeing hubby snoring comfortably on the bed made me so jealous.  Felt like taking MC and snuggle back to bed.  Yawnzzzz!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392960-111214739652193038?l=mylinda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/111214739652193038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/111214739652193038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylinda.blogspot.com/2005/03/boring.html' title='Boring'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11464054699759859874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392960.post-111197228189111640</id><published>2005-03-28T08:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-28T09:11:21.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So fast??!!</title><content type='html'>It seemed like yesterday I was busy anticipating the long weekend.  Haiz!! So fast blurry Monday came... *counting to next vacation* lamanya.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But overall I had a very nice weekend.. Hehehehhehee!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday night, was out with my two good pals, H &amp; N.  We spent the whole night talking, eating, joking and teasing each other.  Choice of place, Pizza Hut.  Hehehehehe.. Congrats to H for her pregnancy. So exciting.  N brought along her son to the occasion.  But I must say, N's son is so obedient and quiet.  He sat quietly, doing his own stuff, while his mom busy chatting away.  Once full, we waited like ages for cabs.  In the end, we gave up and called for taxis.  Thanks N &amp; H for the wonderful evening.  Couldn't ask for a better time to catch up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday was such a wonderful day.  Hehehehehehehe!! As usual, hubby was the first to wish me along with the few others of my friends.  I woke up early and met hubby for breakfast @ Delifrance.  Simple yet I was happy.  Went home, and I laze around while hubby caught his forty winks.  In the afternoon, I got another surprise sent to my house.  This time from my mil and sil.  Haiz!! Macam2 dorang ni tau.  Couldn't stop grinning though.  Around 1, hubby woke up and we got ready to go out.  Went to PP to have my favourite fishball noodle, then to Orchard to pay bill.  Felt like having icecream hence stopped at Swensens.  Remembered that I could have free icecream.  We ordered this and that and Total bill : S$5.00.  Hubby was so shocked.  The cheapest ever bill we had in Swensens.  Kekekekekekkekekekee.. We caught an evening movie to pass the time.  Watched "Hitch".. So funny.  After the movie, on the way to our destination, passed by a photo shop (those neo prints lah).. Decided to stop.  So expensive.. S$8.00 per machine.  Haiz.  We were a bit blur cos the words and instructions were all in Japanese but we managed to get out the pics.  Hehehehehehehe.. Love them.. Next stop.. OUR DESTINATION.  Hehehehehhe.. Hubby brought me to where we had our first date.  I was shocked and couldn't believed it that my hubby was so romantic.  kekekekekekkeke.. We chilled at one of the outdoor cafes, eating pastries..... Hahahhahahhahahah!! I felt so touched that hubby actually remembered.  We talked about everything.  Our work, our lives, our dreams, our upcoming vacation.  Its so nice and relaxing to have someone you love by your side, in a special place, on your birthday.  Sigh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday was a blur.  Woke up late, groggy.  Had breakfast with hubby.  Chilled until noon.  Went to mil's house.  Hubby went for Friday prayers.  Had lunch. Waited for mil to come home from work.  Met her outside, went to her friend's place and was so tired by 6.30.  Decided to go home straight.  Once reached home, felt bored hence we went to see Ms Congeniality 2.  So super funny.  Went home and zzzzzzzz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday another blur.  Got used to waking up late.  Haiz!! Hubby actually woke me up.  Went for breakfast and chilled until evening.  Gotten ready to have a family gathering dinner. Had it at East Coast.  Punya lah ramai orang.  Lucky to have a table for 8.  Chicken satay undercooked.  Yucks!!! Pari was very nice though.  Rojak was so-so.  All in all, its quite a nice dinner.  After dinner, hubby, me and sil went to watch movies.  The Eye 10.  Merepek punya cerita.  Kelakar seram.  But surprisingly it's full house.  After movie, sent sil and went back home.  Couldn't sleep though.  Still thinking about the scary parts in a vcd I watched about ghosts earlier in the day.  Ceh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, housewife day.  Two large baskets of laundry, no thanks to hubby.  Spent the whole day doing laundry and other housewifey duties.  Penat siak.  Too lazy to cook so eat out.  Hehehehehehehehehe.  Thought of watching movies again but.. decided not to.  Went back home, chilled and sleep early for Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brain was not in order today... Thought was late to work hence took a taxi.  When I reached office, was so shocked to see.. WHAT!! only 7.45 am.... Punya lah cepat aku datang kerja.  Pekerja contoh betul aku ni.. Haaiz....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392960-111197228189111640?l=mylinda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/111197228189111640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/111197228189111640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylinda.blogspot.com/2005/03/so-fast.html' title='So fast??!!'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11464054699759859874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392960.post-111155148534484219</id><published>2005-03-23T11:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-23T12:18:05.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heh Heh</title><content type='html'>Yahooo!! besok aku on leave.. I have 4 days to enjoy myself.  Couldn't stop grinning from ear to ear.  Best part, hubby also off/rest days + he took two days leave on sat and sun.  Cayang hubby..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's such a lucky day.  DY supposed to go Jkt but he postponed his trip.  Just as I thought he's gonna be in for the day, he called up telling me he's in the airport waiting for flight to KL.  Haiz.. Selamat.. Not much work to be done so.. hehehehe, as the saying goes, when's the cat's away, the mice will play.  So, half a day gone, and I'm only doing work half heartedly.  Dah mula holiday mood beb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had received a surprise gift from my "kakis".  Awww!! I was really surprised and shocked.  Didn't expect to receive such nice gift from them.  Hmm, so thoughtful of them.  After the excitement died down and I was back doing my work, another surprise came.  This time from a cousin of mine.  Aww!! So schweet and nice of her.  Gave me a bouquet of chocolate flowers.  Makacih lah bebanyak.  I really appreciate the gifts I received today girls.  Love ya many2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok.. time for lunch.. ciao.. Happy weekends peeps....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392960-111155148534484219?l=mylinda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/111155148534484219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/111155148534484219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylinda.blogspot.com/2005/03/heh-heh.html' title='Heh Heh'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11464054699759859874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392960.post-111145488993100107</id><published>2005-03-22T09:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-22T09:28:09.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Such life</title><content type='html'>This week is a good week... Hehehehehehehe.. Y?? because it's my "ehem" week.. *grins*... And also I will be only working for 3 days.  I would be off this Thursday onwards.  A short break from work.  Best part, hubby's also had taken leave just for me.  Yeay!!! Finally I could spent time with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Received good news from a friend yesterday. She had safely delivered her baby.  Syukur alhamdullillah.  Wish she &amp; her baby's safe and sound.  I was happy for her but envious at the same time.  Bila agaknya I will be in her position??? *thinking*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom had already begun to hint strongly about me having a baby soon.  Hai lah mak.. I would if I could.  But all these things are out of my hands reach.  All I could do is to pray that my prayers will be answered soon.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mushy things aside, I'm really looking forward to my impending trip/2nd honeymoon with hubby.  Hmm, hope all goes well as planned.  Sesiapa yang tertanya tanya where I'm going to(perasan aku eh)... hehehehhehehhehe. .. Secret!!! mana bole bilang... *grins*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392960-111145488993100107?l=mylinda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/111145488993100107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/111145488993100107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylinda.blogspot.com/2005/03/such-life.html' title='Such life'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11464054699759859874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392960.post-111136654680894655</id><published>2005-03-21T08:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T08:55:46.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So exciting!!!</title><content type='html'>Sydney, Brisbane, Auckland, Christchurch, Japan, Korea, Bali, Bangkok, Rome, Paris, Canadian Rockies, Malaysia... wow... Natas fair was full of all these places.  I spent over the weekend, leafing through all the pamphlets of the travel agencies.  So many offers, so little time to peruse through.  I was set to find out just the price to where I planned to go, but once inside, haiz.... semua plan aku berterabur.  Mata rambang.. sana sini got promotion until me and hubby was at lost of words.  Heheheheheheheheh!!!! Last Saturday, we went through all the agencies that participated in the fair.  Wow!!! They have loads of promotions.. this and that.. There's a lot of people too.  Hmm!!! Big travel giants like Ananda, CTC, Chan Brothers, SA UIC Tours had big booths and taking control of the fair.  We walked until my ankle got swollen with too much walking.  Decided to give up searching and went to find food.  Hubby had to work @ 1800 hours so we ate in a hurry.  Told hubby to look through all the pamphlets that we've collected and to decide which place of destination he wants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the night, hubby managed to annoy me with his indecisiveness to his choice of destination.  Haiz!! Hence after morning breakfast on Sunday, we went to the fair again.  This time, to actually book the tickets.  After careful thoughts and compare the prices, we finally decided on THIS destination for our 2nd honeymoon.  Book the tickets which came together with lodging and transfers.  Haiz!!! Finally... Citibank had a promotion, so we joined in the lucky draw.  I had five chance of spinning the wheel and we won two travel toiletries, one leather pouch, one Citibank bag and spa voucher worth S$230.  Not bad......  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After reaching home that Sunday afternoon, both of us lost to the world.  Ngantuk semacam.  Woke up at 3.30 in the afternoon, searching for food.  After hubby went to work, I spent the rest of the day watching DVDs.  So uneventful.. so blissful.. hai.. tak sabar aku nak take leave... *grinning from ear to ear*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another 3 more days to go to D-day....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392960-111136654680894655?l=mylinda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/111136654680894655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/111136654680894655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylinda.blogspot.com/2005/03/so-exciting.html' title='So exciting!!!'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11464054699759859874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392960.post-111119818583402651</id><published>2005-03-19T09:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-19T10:09:45.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yahoooo!!</title><content type='html'>Yes!!!  Weekend is here.. Finally.. Yahoooooooo!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really anticipating this weekend.  Hopefully everything goes as planned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work-wise, stressful to the limits.  This is the result of doing things last minute.  I hated it.  Already told RG/DY to make decisions quick, but no.. dilly dally until last minute.  Vessel dah nak depart baru sibuk cari barang sana sini.  Worse part, I got scolded for nothing by suppliers for requesting items to be delivered fast.  These stupid "angmoh gui" all think that I am a magician.  Order things last minute and expected it to materialise fast.  Cekik darah punya orang. Eg, just got a call from the "angmoh". "Linda, I need these things by today before vessel leave.  I will email u the LIST". Sampai sekarang aku tunggu email dia mcm buah tak jatuh... Vessel nak leave at 1400 hours today.  Haiz.. Betul punya lembab si "angmoh" ni buat work.  Nanti dah aku nak balik, ada jer menyibuk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Push work aside,  today going to Natas fair after work with hubby.  Wonder if I could get lucky in the ticketing department.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oopss!!! Si tembam dah datang pulak.. Enjoy your weekends peeps.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392960-111119818583402651?l=mylinda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/111119818583402651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/111119818583402651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylinda.blogspot.com/2005/03/yahoooo.html' title='Yahoooo!!'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11464054699759859874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392960.post-111086393612284958</id><published>2005-03-15T12:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-15T13:18:56.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmm</title><content type='html'>Its Tuesday!! So fast.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't really enjoyed my last weekend.  Mainly because hubby had to work night shift.  Hence, he spent the whole day sleeping.  He only woke up when I continuously poke him in the ribs.  Hehehehehehhehe.. Bad, bad me.  Had a sudden craving to eat fishball noodles after seeing one chinaman eating it hence dragged hubby to PP's Banquet twice to have it.  Takkan aku nak makan yang cina punya kan......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby was obliging though.  He gave in to my every whim even though I knew he's screaming inside his heart for his beauty sleep.  Hence, after satisfying my craving, we went home straight.  Pity hubby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday was a bad day.  Early morning already kena scolded by DY for something that didn't even concern me.  Haiz!! Semua lepas tangan.. Aku jugak jadi mangsa.  Just as I thought everything's gonna be OK, another scolding comes my way.  Fair enough since its my fault.  The third scolding came when I was about to go home.  Ada jer tak kena.  His bad mood begun to rub into me.  Haiz!!  Luckily dad called to fetch me from work.  If not, bertambah lagi bad mood aku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, seemed like a good day.  But still too early to tell.  But so far so good.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Push that aside, I'm really looking forward to this weekend.  Natas fair is here.  Hope there are some good deals to our designated place for our 2nd "honeymoon" on our 1st anniversary.  The last time I saw in papers, prices are quite expensive.  Haiz!! Just as I was mulling over the prices, my mil sound.  Told us that she would sponsor us the airfare.  Wow!!! Baiknya hati mak mertua aku.  Hehehehehehehe!!!!  But not wanting to take advantage, I told hubby that we should compare prices at the fair before deciding on the best one.  Hmm!! Hope to find a good price for airfare, accommodation, tours and land transfers.  Is it too much to ask??? Hehehehehehehehehehehe......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Thinking*.... 9 more days to my D-day.... Hubby mcm senyap je?????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392960-111086393612284958?l=mylinda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/111086393612284958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392960/posts/default/111086393612284958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylinda.blogspot.com/2005/03/hmm.html' title='Hmm'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11464054699759859874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
