tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42266247271548423612024-03-06T13:40:13.395+08:00Cookie's Quill"It is our choices that show what we truly are, far more than our abilities"Corinnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11547264012795245428noreply@blogger.comBlogger288125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4226624727154842361.post-45568026218010395782011-02-10T23:39:00.002+08:002011-02-10T23:43:12.668+08:00Why men do not post any of their wives photos?I just wonder why some men do not post any photos of their wives on their facebook page. It is not that they do not know how to, or not bothered to post photos as I see their photo albums full of their children's photos. WHY?<br /><br />Are they ashamed of how their wife look like now after giving birth to kids? Or they do not want any of their friends to know how their wife look like? Obviously, they can't escape the fact that they are married (coz of the kids photos). Perhaps they want to be known as the "single father"?<br /><br />Or maybe it is their wife's requests?<br /><br />I just wonder. Anyone?Corinnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11547264012795245428noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4226624727154842361.post-18771616897222559312011-01-18T22:20:00.005+08:002011-01-18T22:30:00.927+08:00I am back after 6 months.....Every other day, I would come across something interesting happening in my life which I would like to blog about but I never get to do it because my office has blocked all access to blogs/personal pages website.<br /><br />I find this "blocking" ridiculous because I will be searching for some information and when I click on some URL, it is blocked because the content I am looking for is under "blogs/personal pages" which is not allowed to be viewed.<br /><br />I am thinking of getting those USB broadband to use in office. I mean, there's no way a person can get through the whole work day without going into facebook to relax for a while, right?<br /><br />Meanwhile, I will try to update when I am at home, which is not easy because my bed & tv looks so tempting....Corinnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11547264012795245428noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4226624727154842361.post-25587899936481977262010-06-30T14:09:00.002+08:002010-06-30T14:12:46.629+08:00Wedding PhotographyI am extremely dissapointed with the studio which I signed up our Wedding Photography for. However I shall not blog about them until I received all my albums and DVDs etc just in case they sabotage them.<br /><br />If the end result turns out nice, I may not write anything negative after all but there will definately be a Part II to this entry soon.Corinnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11547264012795245428noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4226624727154842361.post-54641997951832639882010-06-22T22:32:00.005+08:002010-06-30T14:09:14.416+08:00Changing Blog AddressI will be changing my blog address soon as I noticed people that I do not want to read the blog (because I want to rant all my anger) can find me easily on google.<br /><br />I am still figuring how to do it without losing all my previous posts. I will let friends know my new secret address once i change it :)<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Latest:<br />I have found out how to change it. Please give me your email address if you want my new blogspot. I will change to new UrL in 7 days.<br /><br />Latest Latest:<br />I have decided to remain with my current address...lol..this shows how fickle a woman can be...<br /></span>Corinnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11547264012795245428noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4226624727154842361.post-4781664818674421622010-05-19T17:25:00.002+08:002010-05-19T17:39:07.121+08:00My HealthNowadays I have been taking good care of my health. I do not drink alcohol/coffee/soft drinks/any drinks with ice anymore and have tried to sleep early. I have also begun to take supplements on a daily basis. And yet I feel weaker than normal!<br /><br />What's going on with my body? Yes, I have not stopped smoking but the rest of the bad dietary I have cut, cut and cut. I have even put on weight and my BMI is definately normal now.<br /><br />This is so frustrating.Corinnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11547264012795245428noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4226624727154842361.post-53261447328103318432010-04-19T21:46:00.002+08:002010-04-19T22:00:56.214+08:00Stress gastricI have not been skipping meals for a long time and I was wondering how come I still get gastric.<br /><br />Until my recent outstation trip....... I realise that what's causing the pains is stress! I had killer pains during dinner and it lasted until I reached LCCT. Once I step into my husband's car, the pain was gone! Well, maybe the gastric pills took some time to be "effective" but I have a suspicious feeling it is the stress.<br /><br />I wanna make sure the pains don't come again but what can we do in this highly stressed up world. Everyday I tell myself "do not stress" but the environment doesn't allow it. Even if I don't work and stay home, there will be the bored kind of stress so yeah there's no escaping it until I find a method to relax myself.Corinnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11547264012795245428noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4226624727154842361.post-65364535636498485662010-03-28T13:35:00.002+08:002010-03-28T13:42:01.527+08:00GO MANCHESTER UNITEDCan Manchester United do it? It will be great to surpass Liverpool's stupid title record which they have been boasting since the 80s...<br /><br />Let's take a look at the matches remaining:<br /><br />1) Man Utd v Chelsea<br />I reckon it will be a draw.<br /><br />2) Blackburn v Man Utd<br />Fergie's good friend, SAM, will help Man Utd =)<br /><br />3) Man City v Man Utd<br />Thrash those loud-mouths neighbours!!<br /><br />4) Man Utd v Spurs<br />A toughie but I think it will be a win<br /><br />5) Sunderland v Man Utd<br />Steve Bruce's team. Ex MU Player....should be a win.<br /><br />6) Man Utd v Stoke City<br />A definate WINCorinnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11547264012795245428noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4226624727154842361.post-49458061952363792712010-03-02T09:34:00.002+08:002010-03-28T13:35:38.802+08:001st March 2010... will always remain a special day in my heart. And also the Carling Cup finale...<br /><br />It was on 1st March 2009 when me & Libra Boy watched our first match together. I still remember it. Manchester United v Tottenham Hotspurs Carling Cup Final where Man Utd won with penalties.<br /><br />This year the Carling Cup Final was on 28th February 2010 but we won the cup on 1st March (it was past midnight) so yeah, I will always remember it and so nice to have a football touch on my anniversay, something which I am passionate about =)<br /><br />I have been a nervous wreck for the entire week. I fell sick coz of the anxiety. I do not think there's anything wrong with my body. It's just that the tension was so great it made me feel like I was sick. I had terrible cramps, severe gastric and all these funny aches all over my body making me think there is something wrong with me!<br /><br />The night b4 was even worse. I couldn't sleep imagining all the terrible things that MAY happen on 1st march. Nerves.<br /><br />When the day arrived, as usual I was feeling the tension. Felt like I am having diarhoea and wanna vomit. I felt better once we reach Putrajaya and I am so glad there wasn't much crowd there and we were able to be the 2nd couple to be "registered".<br /><br />It was all over in 20 minutes. Very quick.<br /><br />I am now married.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9l6KEqBc2mEyvMVAmm_hGFDzx-1BObP_9zI2-9NAmOAvLDFs9-2igeE7BNgBLvTXgbX5Y9uMCyMOjdHtq0aDhyphenhyphenSE6TpNMT9T9WQ8pLTOz3uxsQE65hRPSTT2VD4KXFWEdgjFqm4iKtdA/s1600/Picture+168.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9l6KEqBc2mEyvMVAmm_hGFDzx-1BObP_9zI2-9NAmOAvLDFs9-2igeE7BNgBLvTXgbX5Y9uMCyMOjdHtq0aDhyphenhyphenSE6TpNMT9T9WQ8pLTOz3uxsQE65hRPSTT2VD4KXFWEdgjFqm4iKtdA/s320/Picture+168.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453554057185358482" border="0" /></a>Corinnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11547264012795245428noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4226624727154842361.post-42958991613381487112009-11-03T15:45:00.004+08:002009-11-03T16:05:10.441+08:00My hobby - ReadingThere I was, about to pick up Harry Potter & The Deathly Hallows to read for the 10th time when Libra boy asked me:<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">Boy: I thought you read that already.</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Me: I wanna read again.</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">Boy: WHY?</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Me: I like.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">Boy: Wanna ask you something...what satisfaction do you get when you read the book again? I mean, you have already read it before, you know the ending....</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Me: There's sometimes books that I will not get tired of reading. There's "morals" to be learned and the story is nice. I've always like magical stuffs and friendships...</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">Boy: What "moral" do you learn from HARRY POTTER???</span><br /><br />I give up explaining myself.<br /><br />I like to read. No, like is too mild. I love to read. I have been reading since I was 7. I started with the Enid Blyton stories. I love her Secret 7 series.<br /><br />There's a sense of "belonging" when I read Secret 7. I would love to be in their "gang". Don't get me wrong. I was definately not lonely when I was a kid. I have friends whom I will chat to on the phone for ages till my granny came and threaten to beat me up with the clothes hanger if I do not put down the phone.<br /><br />It's hard to explain really. There's just some stories that I can read over and over again. And there's also authors whose books I follow religiously. Each new book that came out, I will wait for the paperback to be released. Books are expensive in Malaysia which is bad. They always wanna encourage kids to read but they're selling novels @ 35.90. I don't know about you, but I can finish a novel in 2 days.<br /><br />You can imagine the amount of books I have. I am very lucky Libra boy does not make noise about my hobby and in fact he encourages it and tries to understand my need to read.<br /><br />He said next time in our house, I will have special extra large bookshelves to keep my books. I'm very happy he said that. Nobody understands why I like to read and they're always grumbling about the amount of books I have. Of course, being an untidy person does not help as my room is full with books thrown all around the corners of the floor where I can easily reach and grab the ones I wanna read again.<br /><br />But of course, I do not understand why I like to read novels and not those damn school textbooks. I turn one page and it's enough to put me to sleep.Corinnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11547264012795245428noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4226624727154842361.post-62288551862751782352009-11-02T00:08:00.004+08:002009-11-02T00:26:29.630+08:00The Grass Is Always Greener.......ON THE OTHER SIDE.<br /><br />How many of us can relate to this statement? Most of us. If you think back.<br /><br />Human are all the time not satisfied with what they owned. They strive to achieve more and better things when what they have is already good enough.<br /><br />When we look at other people, we sometimes wish to be in their shoes. Better life. Better bf/husband/gf/wife. Better financial status. Better family. Better friends. And the list goes on.<br /><br />No matter how many of those motivational quotes we read that tells us we need to be satisfied with what we have currently, human tends to do the exact opposite at one point or other.<br /><br />Why am I so interested in this subject? I have no idea. I have a lot of free time these few weeks. I am now wishing I am back to work.<br /><br />It's funny. When I am working, I wish I do not have to work. You see? The grass thing again.<br /><br />I have so many free time that I begin to look at what's happening to other people and what we talk about daily.<br /><br />There's the single guy who wishes to have a gf so that he won't be so bored during weekends/holidays and have someone who loves him. There's the attached guy who wishes to be single so that he can hang out whenever and wherever he want. There's the single woman who wants to get married and have babies. There's those married ones who wishes they are not married. Well, you get the idea.<br /><br />But I do not agree that the grass is always greener on the other side. We look at other people and we think we wanna be like them, so successful and have a loving family. Who knows what happens behind the scenes? For all we know, they might be successful but they are lonely or have some kind of ill-threatening disease?<br /><br />As much as I hate to admit it, I do sometimes think that way. That's why I am blogging this post to remind me that I have to be satisfied with what I have now.Corinnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11547264012795245428noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4226624727154842361.post-51988664404845584132009-10-16T13:49:00.001+08:002009-10-16T13:57:41.890+08:00I did it again!This time I have 2 slippers in Libra Boy's car.<br /><br />Without looking, I juz slip my pair of feet comfortably in2 the two slippers. Luckily this time we were visiting his new house in Cheras and the only other people there were his long time childhood friend and the err.. "developer"?<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHt3QOucQfZa-bH9tDGHE8YP3ow6LhaI2zaqWy0jqgbSXObBETHd9Be-bQeROM5NknAhN6Y4Yg8VWt1HYbhnM04QXv4kIGew4pbrAzO1imEvyRJfz9IznXoqlfo8Z92xkCYEQOXb7MEgM/s1600-h/DSC00700.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHt3QOucQfZa-bH9tDGHE8YP3ow6LhaI2zaqWy0jqgbSXObBETHd9Be-bQeROM5NknAhN6Y4Yg8VWt1HYbhnM04QXv4kIGew4pbrAzO1imEvyRJfz9IznXoqlfo8Z92xkCYEQOXb7MEgM/s320/DSC00700.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393072912935038674" border="0" /></a>Corinnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11547264012795245428noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4226624727154842361.post-34909555446279702662009-10-14T20:27:00.002+08:002009-10-15T19:57:55.188+08:00One month breakI am currently on a one month break from work. Yes, I have resigned from my current job. My last day was supposed to be on the 23rd October 2009 but as usual for sales people, the company will release us earlier, depending on how threatened they feel and so I was officially released yesterday.<br /><br />So yeah, plenty of people are wondering why I resigned. It's really all for the usual reasons. Better offer etc etc but the main reason is I am unhappy with the new management. Everything screams "unfairness". I guess it is my bad luck.<br /><br />Plus, I really can't stand to hear another of those "Back at XXXX, we used to bla bla bla" lines.<br /><br />HELLO! You are not at XXXX anymore. Move on! I do not care whether you were the top salesperson at XXXX or whatever, you are now at a new company.<br /><br />Seriously, that line annoy people lah. When you join a new company, would you say things like:<br /><br /><br />"Oh, back at XYZ company, I used to have total freedom and I was the top sales. I bring in 300k GP sales EVERY MONTH and everyone was so envious of my team."<br /><br />When you say things like that, it shows your level of maturity. Yes you may have been very successful but is it necessary to boast about your past success? Why not do your job quietly and show people what you are capable of? If you are good, you are good. There is no need to constantly remind people of your past success. People are not stupid and they can "SEE".<br /><br />I guess the word "fail" does not exist in your vocabulary and that's very optimistic. BUT life is unpredictable. It may not be because of your skills that you fail to shine. It could be due to plenty of external factors. Biasness, economy crisis, bad management, bad timing... etc etc....And when you fail, people will always remember your " BACK AT XXXX, I USED TO GENERATE 300k USD sales per month".It will be kinda embarassing. Don't you think so?<br /><br />I do not hold any grudges but I will always remember. I'm a typical woman :)Corinnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11547264012795245428noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4226624727154842361.post-43787046805251226532009-08-31T17:42:00.014+08:002009-08-31T23:58:24.818+08:00The very late post for August<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzlof_BnykvkAeTRjccXPlnTZfXRF0EzQcgG5U4jPCVKT2T6iltjARmxT3m5U0vm5zM3i3gaDt2lsAju6rzoc37sKRMbSzYXj1fTg74pRpSJRpcFefPkJxjhK5PhPqR4rM3jhN3XgZRZ4/s1600-h/laptopbag.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 250px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzlof_BnykvkAeTRjccXPlnTZfXRF0EzQcgG5U4jPCVKT2T6iltjARmxT3m5U0vm5zM3i3gaDt2lsAju6rzoc37sKRMbSzYXj1fTg74pRpSJRpcFefPkJxjhK5PhPqR4rM3jhN3XgZRZ4/s320/laptopbag.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376148735521127698" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Read on to find out................<br /></div></div><br /><br />I've been meaning to blog about the events on my birthday but I have writer's block....LOL...nah.....i have just been very lazy and since it's the long weekend this week, I finally have some time to myself to do whatever outstanding things that are well....."outstanding". Not that there are plenty of them but hmmm............<br /><br />Ok I'm drifting away....let's drift back to the events beginning from 1st August.....<br /><br />My new boss told me that he wants me to take up a new role and I was not happy about it. The role is in-bound and I have to return the company's notebook and use a desktop. That's fine. Good riddance to the "BRICK". It's the job scope that's bugging me. There's pro and cons with the job and I do not want to go into detail about it because I really do not want to waste more space blogging about work. All I have to say is that after few weeks on my new role, I am still skeptical.<br /><br />So anyway, since I have to return the company's notebook, I need a new one. I can't imagine life without internet and I was thinking of getting a mini notebook.<br /><br />Libra boy knew about this and he told me he will buy one as my birthday present. Very timely eh?<br /><br />We went to the Curve on the 7th August hoping to catch Harry Potter. Yeah I know, I can't imagine why I have not seen the movie yet! Because of the friday traffic, we missed the movie but had a good dinner at TGIF.<br /><br />On the way to the parking, I saw that there's a book sale at Cine Leisure. We went to have a look after our dinner. However, on the way there we passed an IT mall and saw the Lenovo S10-2 on display. Libra boy immediately asked the staff to set it up and I am now the proud owner of my new mini *yaY*<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjL8UkHrkVwaFPRH1-OMcVY8-s4njg4S6h1r3M7-dFOwGeEIbZoWlS1udJ2ELwsHUAk2yxRK1EdPnuGxiOKTFtNUbAFbRyQ4cJ6MQyiV-mfbB4V45rr-8Vb5y_YtDgIoglOBJqt4vDwp74/s1600-h/laptopbox.bmp"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 275px; height: 285px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjL8UkHrkVwaFPRH1-OMcVY8-s4njg4S6h1r3M7-dFOwGeEIbZoWlS1udJ2ELwsHUAk2yxRK1EdPnuGxiOKTFtNUbAFbRyQ4cJ6MQyiV-mfbB4V45rr-8Vb5y_YtDgIoglOBJqt4vDwp74/s320/laptopbox.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376147564392277250" border="0" /></a><br /><br />I'm very pleased with the notebook.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGY5A1TN7g7jZ8VYA0JYUWgq9R5t-kf6ScVW3py58qjXJwlKH1liMnLRhtN45QFbfgBFRfqIM2Cq61acZ8KdeKvm6RgOrh5Zu_5YMNhJuluMLAe5I85sqZxlePw8f4N47HgTIdARDfNFY/s1600-h/laptop.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGY5A1TN7g7jZ8VYA0JYUWgq9R5t-kf6ScVW3py58qjXJwlKH1liMnLRhtN45QFbfgBFRfqIM2Cq61acZ8KdeKvm6RgOrh5Zu_5YMNhJuluMLAe5I85sqZxlePw8f4N47HgTIdARDfNFY/s320/laptop.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376147865391409906" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Actually "pleased" is not the right word. I am absolutely happy, delighted, ecstatic and on a cloud nine with it. There's just no correct happy words that can describe my feelings.<br /><br />It is light and easy to carry around but most importantly, it lets me do whatever I want with a notebook. Now I do not have to carry the BRICK around and risk becoming the hunchback of notre dame. I am so happy with the present really. Muakks to my Libra boy. A zillion kisses for you forever =)<br /><br />On my birthday, I initially wanted to take leave but hmm..I kinda forgot why i didnt. Let me re-think....I think it was because I had some work to submit???? I can't remember.... Anyways, my colleagues celebrated with me at Canton-i (i love their prawn wantan mee and BBQ pork). Libra boy came to have dinner with me and we went to Manhattan Fish Market (we are crazy about their seafood platter for 2)<br /><br />And of course, August always means the start of the new EPL season. So far all the matches that I watched with Libra boy ended in a win for Manchester United.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPzRgcLiFtNkKvNQvDJOxy_ZUVx5UOt41FEyoSn7gClpIXE5P5BpZy3QR9eKqLlDDBdvm9x9EbCSay4jaZqchcTeSyWykG-42FfdPm8f6P-_bHjLdIFtWzEmr3Rx8UoT3eXQknpm-r6AI/s1600-h/result.bmp"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 52px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPzRgcLiFtNkKvNQvDJOxy_ZUVx5UOt41FEyoSn7gClpIXE5P5BpZy3QR9eKqLlDDBdvm9x9EbCSay4jaZqchcTeSyWykG-42FfdPm8f6P-_bHjLdIFtWzEmr3Rx8UoT3eXQknpm-r6AI/s320/result.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376152760048509026" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />We didn't watch the Burnley match as it was mid-week at the wee hours. Perhaps that's why they didn't win. LOL<br /><br />Manchester United was great against Arsenal. Although some say that MU was lucky, I believed they did a great job. They kept up with Arsenal's pace and there's another goal from Rooney! *clap* *clap*<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKFzo2gV-I9bK4vieANY7Mn8SA0d9n_BpbFT00OnlnFlFjDEpLQFK5dAQZVFUw4JWufR63VvjPKVUiekfldr4WOc8MSCcmpfrMCN6YbZoIWvxvXAB9dYagXNjIwY0miktjzl3miGkdLXI/s1600-h/picsrv.manutd.com.jpeg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKFzo2gV-I9bK4vieANY7Mn8SA0d9n_BpbFT00OnlnFlFjDEpLQFK5dAQZVFUw4JWufR63VvjPKVUiekfldr4WOc8MSCcmpfrMCN6YbZoIWvxvXAB9dYagXNjIwY0miktjzl3miGkdLXI/s320/picsrv.manutd.com.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376152988528315202" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />I'm hoping to see more of Owen in action. Maybe in September?Corinnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11547264012795245428noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4226624727154842361.post-5206699617994241592009-08-01T21:44:00.015+08:002009-08-06T15:32:34.499+08:00Avillion, Port DicksonI was assigned to attend an event at PD on Friday, 31st July 2009 and I was so not looking forward to it because well, its PD! The last time I stayed there, we stayed at this really cheap motel located somewhere deep and dark with lousy thin mattress and full-of-bugs blanket. That was how cheap my ex company was.<br /><br />Anyway come friday, me & colleagues drove down there with Libra boy's car. When we reach the hotel, I saw the following chalets:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqp38jC0vPbNfN5OORAxDouJ6jk1RwyTQiVRjZYWP-RMXSpx5XDa_bwWyA86wichLZdb297FWMfidJ3CCRMDxk6kkCLKofRsXb7MTU9GQGDvdxVvQ8JM0ynZk_ObxZZU6uicV4YKVG1M4/s1600-h/DSC00658.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365058208295880946" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqp38jC0vPbNfN5OORAxDouJ6jk1RwyTQiVRjZYWP-RMXSpx5XDa_bwWyA86wichLZdb297FWMfidJ3CCRMDxk6kkCLKofRsXb7MTU9GQGDvdxVvQ8JM0ynZk_ObxZZU6uicV4YKVG1M4/s320/DSC00658.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />My colleague commented that they will never give us such rooms and that we are probably assigned to those normal hotel room with garden view. Oh wells, it's fine. I just want to get it over and done with.<br /><br />The morning passed with nothing eventful. The ballroom was freezing! They shouldn't switch on the a/c at full blast during seminars. Yes, there's plenty of people in the room but at least make the temperature more bearable lah!<br /><br />Finally the event ended at 4pm and we were allowed to check-in to our room. Along the way, I saw pet farm where there were a few rabbits and peacocks and some unique chicken (which still looks like a chicken to me). I even saw a peacock wandering along the swimming pool. The walkway is nice and peaceful. After about 5 mins walk, we finally reach our room.<br /><br />WoW! They actually gave us the water chalet type of room.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJMlp-cRzZAdqvIdkm0jbSEwxT_mK5ydREDmXbifC41Z3CfYx2SQ2fzL_hYU7gU8teZe6TQAWbQAhpdRC7qTaTc0WobUBDmiISz8bhgpoBGOtJJt3hlmVw72XePCa5J6wBu-LVU5d41j4/s1600-h/DSC00659.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365059184759545954" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJMlp-cRzZAdqvIdkm0jbSEwxT_mK5ydREDmXbifC41Z3CfYx2SQ2fzL_hYU7gU8teZe6TQAWbQAhpdRC7qTaTc0WobUBDmiISz8bhgpoBGOtJJt3hlmVw72XePCa5J6wBu-LVU5d41j4/s320/DSC00659.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />There were 3 beds inside the room which is good because my room mate is not planning to stay and if I get really scared, I can go and sleep at my other colleague's room but he warned me in advance that he "sing" in his sleep.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdqHMfA0OLXIMUw_VPWUVB8e1U10Z1OACybGNjthgKsQyGrpXFDv9mqzsmVpPXaHFDY4dMmhhM8Qj8UXn8zs5Iv3VX5nZF0-AS1PJAycpz0zz-aOGcPvd-g2bE49LIMk4hcABal9L7Wqc/s1600-h/DSC00663.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365060139553892002" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdqHMfA0OLXIMUw_VPWUVB8e1U10Z1OACybGNjthgKsQyGrpXFDv9mqzsmVpPXaHFDY4dMmhhM8Qj8UXn8zs5Iv3VX5nZF0-AS1PJAycpz0zz-aOGcPvd-g2bE49LIMk4hcABal9L7Wqc/s320/DSC00663.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />A view from the balcony looks like this:<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEho5ACoTeEZHdaSwavVr-rkTeWbb2BDblKmXegMdFkxW9u_CXb7M9IxR-GEDH9mCnHcJro8ZIdpsHHxzygefY6bO7XuBz-l_WGQMZnTzjjJJmN4CJuCCgVvC9hF6C2p0UGAao51j-9NuL0/s1600-h/DSC00661.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365060715321401314" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEho5ACoTeEZHdaSwavVr-rkTeWbb2BDblKmXegMdFkxW9u_CXb7M9IxR-GEDH9mCnHcJro8ZIdpsHHxzygefY6bO7XuBz-l_WGQMZnTzjjJJmN4CJuCCgVvC9hF6C2p0UGAao51j-9NuL0/s320/DSC00661.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />The toilet is huge and has an open shower concept where we shower under the sky! After about 10 mins rest, I felt very much relaxed as the room ambience is good. There were no bright lights, juz dimmed lightings.<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqp38jC0vPbNfN5OORAxDouJ6jk1RwyTQiVRjZYWP-RMXSpx5XDa_bwWyA86wichLZdb297FWMfidJ3CCRMDxk6kkCLKofRsXb7MTU9GQGDvdxVvQ8JM0ynZk_ObxZZU6uicV4YKVG1M4/s1600-h/DSC00658.JPG"></a><br />Me & colleagues went back to the beach for the team building event. We had to play a few games and it was quite fun. We took off our slippers and shoes and ran on the soft sand. Luckily didn't get cut by any glass or stones.<br /><br /><br /><br />Dinner was good too. It was held at a special private beach and they had jazz music playing on the background. It's all very romantic & relaxing. Too bad I am not here with Libra boy :P But I did enjoy the casual chit chats with the organisers.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />After dinner, I went back to my room and showered and watch a bit of sports and then tune in to star movies. They suddenly advertised this ghost movie, which I have forgotten the name and I quickly closed my eyes and mute the sound. At this time I was quite scared and really wanted to bunk in with my colleagues but after a smoke at the balcony I jumped back to my bed and started watching Narnia. I guess the atmosphere made me forget my fears and I juz dozed off with the TV on... :P<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Today I woke up at 7.59am coz of a phone call from my hungry colleague. For gods sake, the breakfast starts at 8am and he wants to go there at 8am! I told them to go ahead first. I hear the rain drops. It was raining! Ahh...so nice to sleep. I woke up at 8.30 and took a hot shower. Luckily it has stopped raining. Hmm, the open shower concept doesn't work well on a rainy day.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />I enjoyed myself more during the 2nd day as the presenter was funny. After lunch we drove back and during the first half hour of the trip, I laughed myself silly. You see, when we came to PD, it was E that drove the car and it was a smooth and safe ride.<br /><br />E asked J to drive back and because J was not used to the car, he made a lot of mistakes. First of all the signals are on the left and he kept turning on the wipers as he was used to his car signals being on the right. Then he couldn't open the window to pay the toll and nearly crashed into the barrier. After that he tried the horn and he couldn't make the car honk. After about 3 near misses of accident, we decided it's time he stop the car and let E drive instead. He stopped by the roadside and suddenly step on the accelerator. We asked him what he was trying to do:<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdqHMfA0OLXIMUw_VPWUVB8e1U10Z1OACybGNjthgKsQyGrpXFDv9mqzsmVpPXaHFDY4dMmhhM8Qj8UXn8zs5Iv3VX5nZF0-AS1PJAycpz0zz-aOGcPvd-g2bE49LIMk4hcABal9L7Wqc/s1600-h/DSC00663.JPG"><br /><br /><br /></a>J: Oh.... just now when I step on the brake, the car locked itself. I dunno how to open the door lah. I tot that if I step on the accelerator, the door will unlock itself.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />E & myself laughed till we had tears in our eyes. It was a most eventful ride.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Our fun trip was spoilt by the 2 hours traffic jam we endured back in KL. There's some protest going on at the city and there's plenty of road blocks all over.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />But overall, although I never expected it, it was a fun and relaxing trip indeed.Corinnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11547264012795245428noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4226624727154842361.post-30002245167242490452009-07-12T00:07:00.005+08:002009-07-12T00:28:45.555+08:00Broken Toe NailI have a bruised nail on my last toe which I think is pretty bad. I am just waiting for the day the nail actually comes out on its own. Of course I am not so brave to peel it off myself. If it ever comes off, you guys will be the first to see it, I promise you :)<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLB6Pl6-wkxIX5ArHZWSKBGd4iBibIccoCmXFVW9MF-CW4XvyaWE-XOS5xOzdQJp8BVJzd6Unyar-wMjMCEBrBzhHZmsTjk6yatheIVdHyVzPiLbkVBH80OtKxZ3SHnkmSRDD0ZR7vh8s/s1600-h/DSC00616.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 211px; height: 158px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLB6Pl6-wkxIX5ArHZWSKBGd4iBibIccoCmXFVW9MF-CW4XvyaWE-XOS5xOzdQJp8BVJzd6Unyar-wMjMCEBrBzhHZmsTjk6yatheIVdHyVzPiLbkVBH80OtKxZ3SHnkmSRDD0ZR7vh8s/s320/DSC00616.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357235903800248578" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Well, if you thought mine was bad, wait till you see Libra Boy's toe nail:<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhc2DMV9SHZJ9dJk6W9lZiPXSt3md7tWTolatIaVFRCokuHdOr88yeiEqCOKGGyTK4MKPC6qj5Xl8W_Zi34lBZwzMQW-4w1cauWuMRxsIMAMyXFmCBPXkabz4igXsnpQUfL3zMUHvfDJbg/s1600-h/DSC00614.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 205px; height: 153px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhc2DMV9SHZJ9dJk6W9lZiPXSt3md7tWTolatIaVFRCokuHdOr88yeiEqCOKGGyTK4MKPC6qj5Xl8W_Zi34lBZwzMQW-4w1cauWuMRxsIMAMyXFmCBPXkabz4igXsnpQUfL3zMUHvfDJbg/s320/DSC00614.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357236057038277778" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />I think his will come off sooner than mine.<br /><br />Again, if it does come off, we will show you.<br /><br />Please be patient.<br /><br />*keke*Corinnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11547264012795245428noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4226624727154842361.post-40547848150052844242009-07-11T23:56:00.003+08:002009-07-12T00:06:56.340+08:00Manhattan Fish MarketOne of me & Libra boy's favourite - Manhattan Fish Market.<br /><br />So far we have tried 2 varieties of the Seafood Platter for Two, the difference being one is served with Oysters, the other with Mussels.<br /><br />The first time we went there, we couldn't finish the chips as we went for our breakfast/lunch. When we went there for dinner the second time, both of us were very hungry and was actually rushing to go buy the Transformers ticket. I think we finished the platter in record time. There were 2 girls behind our table who ordered the same thing, theirs arrived first but there's still half of the food left even after we finished ours :P<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5ixVKgeW-AIOnE4sAN_aJNfDxca3eGlZWSkFqPo9a9exv164dbrzJLRum_2YmYvo2qu6oHMUMgWLV30oZkHhShntsTu4udxYL4ooSm08Cs6EcWfPElPemK7Wl_0dgTUlQbEbjHH_GCkI/s1600-h/manhattan.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 182px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5ixVKgeW-AIOnE4sAN_aJNfDxca3eGlZWSkFqPo9a9exv164dbrzJLRum_2YmYvo2qu6oHMUMgWLV30oZkHhShntsTu4udxYL4ooSm08Cs6EcWfPElPemK7Wl_0dgTUlQbEbjHH_GCkI/s320/manhattan.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357233317637008370" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />That's Libra boy purposely making his funny face.Corinnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11547264012795245428noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4226624727154842361.post-51615643164780313002009-07-09T23:11:00.003+08:002009-07-09T23:18:28.779+08:00An Embarassing EpisodeThis happened a few weeks ago...<br /><br />I have about 5 - 6 pairs of shoes in my car. Some are the same style, juz different shades of colors and patterns.<br /><br />On that particular day, I do not know what I was thinking, I juz slotted my 2 feet into a pair of shoes. I walked through a shopping complex with those shoes and went to meet my customer at the adjacent office building. A little while into the meeting, I got bored and started fidgeting and looking around for things to do. Upon looking down at my feet, I realise to my horror, that I was wearing 2 different type of shoes!<br /><br />So embarassing! I prayed that no one else in the room saw it. I guess they didn't coz no one mentioned anything or they were too kind and were probably laughing after I left! Arrghh !<br /><br />After that day, I threw all my shoes at the seat behind and pick the ones I want to wear daily. No more dumping 6 pairs of shoes together at the front car seat....!Corinnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11547264012795245428noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4226624727154842361.post-65139881871476475752009-07-07T22:38:00.004+08:002009-07-07T23:18:10.609+08:00Leave Faster!!!What makes a good manager?<br /><br />I do not know.<br /><br />But definately not one that backstab you and push all the blame to you when things goes wrong.<br /><br />I hate my immediate manager. I can't stand her. Not after today. Not ever since she joined actually but I tolerated. Her management skills sucks. If there is a problem, as an immediate manager, why didn't she enquire with me what actually happened, b4 she send out an email to the entire world?<br /><br />To top it off, her england sucks big time. Sometimes she probably doesn't mean it that way but because of her english, it makes her sound terrible. I have ignored all the previous "blame" that was thrown to me but two weeks ago, when I was on medical leave, she complained that I was not interested to pursue a customer. This I really cannot take it. I replied an email to her in which she ignore but of course, knowing her, she will backstab me from behind which she did today.<br /><br />And she even have the nerve to pretend to be the "good guy".<br /><br />HELP ME................................!!!<br /><br />I can't wait for the day she leaves. She has actually resigned and her last day is end of August. Can't she leave earlier?Corinnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11547264012795245428noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4226624727154842361.post-80879809976442916222009-07-07T00:05:00.005+08:002009-07-07T00:15:53.755+08:00Cute lil' boy<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi71Y1pSjoklekNwVwWytsTpBoQbZjovcTNiVbCZpy4NB_RSvaAYgTOSeSB2vP6OaOVtR6DENZD5BPuGg933No-Nddi0Ha6X2H4sta_YKQhC19sJCqCWisSlsFfgDFJyGPDlABl75QDL3Y/s1600-h/babyjung.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 292px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 189px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355379338104515170" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi71Y1pSjoklekNwVwWytsTpBoQbZjovcTNiVbCZpy4NB_RSvaAYgTOSeSB2vP6OaOVtR6DENZD5BPuGg933No-Nddi0Ha6X2H4sta_YKQhC19sJCqCWisSlsFfgDFJyGPDlABl75QDL3Y/s320/babyjung.JPG" /></a> <div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div align="justify">This cute little boy is libra boy's nephew. He saw all of them drinking beer at the bowling alley and decided to "try" one himself =) </div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify">He is only 18 months old and he has a new sister 7 days ago. She is very cute with 2 dimples. Poor boy, every1 has been paying so much attention to the new born that he felt left out....</div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify">His favourite hobby is running around and exploring things. I guess all kids are like that. There is seldom a kid that sits down quietly. If there is, then the parents will probably be worried if he has some kind of social problems.... right? </div><div></div>Corinnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11547264012795245428noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4226624727154842361.post-68410579479282920002009-06-23T19:25:00.002+08:002009-06-23T19:29:52.165+08:00Migraine, Migraine Please Go Away...!What in the world is causing it?<br /><br />Let's trace back to what I ate that triggered this after so long...<br /><br />Saturday:<br />Seafood Carbonara Pasta<br />Lamb curry<br />Prawn<br />Squid<br />Salmon<br />Ice Cream with chocolate chips<br />Marshmallow/Papaya dipped in chocolate fountain<br />Lychees<br /><br />Sunday:<br />Nasi Kandar with egg and chicken drumstick<br />Fried rice with corn, crabstick & luncheon meat<br /><br />Monday:<br />Bak Chang<br />Lamb Chop, Brocolli, Mashed Potato, Corn & Cheese Sausage<br /><br /><br />So which one is the F. culprit? I have a feeling it's the cheese & lamb combo....<br /><br /><br /><br />Oh God......look at the amount of food I stuffed in my stomach....it's no wonder I am gonna look like a balloon soon......................Corinnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11547264012795245428noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4226624727154842361.post-3953723198876752372009-05-25T19:04:00.001+08:002009-05-25T19:09:24.484+08:00Libra Boy & Me (April - May 09)<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5_CAKXRDzVQLe-gBJTd6AcnRcfjowTHnrH8eXwKtGN6ZbfHIF6fbDTK7vbtUvSJKC9QI2F1tO5z-v52ey3jJMl5yJeOASMzgHrMfaoU3DNH8HSL3_fsBfHmGjqsqTIeKoyT4xDvf97gs/s1600-h/clvl.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 198px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5_CAKXRDzVQLe-gBJTd6AcnRcfjowTHnrH8eXwKtGN6ZbfHIF6fbDTK7vbtUvSJKC9QI2F1tO5z-v52ey3jJMl5yJeOASMzgHrMfaoU3DNH8HSL3_fsBfHmGjqsqTIeKoyT4xDvf97gs/s320/clvl.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339716095649980882" border="0" /></a>Corinnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11547264012795245428noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4226624727154842361.post-25775986940600344832009-05-24T15:56:00.002+08:002009-05-24T15:58:03.197+08:00Game Over<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYA5DHk77ZXhDIVxGPpT8Oq6ykqic-aYg2E126RZujqJxWYOQrgkZ8JFqB-amZh6EHDKmawCJeLpO41kbrs9XtGjQ5lmdycrysHyM_cVezYGfhoWQq9WgkyWF0buP9sx09eVtTB195UNo/s1600-h/MU+GAme+Box.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 239px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339296412985252866" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYA5DHk77ZXhDIVxGPpT8Oq6ykqic-aYg2E126RZujqJxWYOQrgkZ8JFqB-amZh6EHDKmawCJeLpO41kbrs9XtGjQ5lmdycrysHyM_cVezYGfhoWQq9WgkyWF0buP9sx09eVtTB195UNo/s320/MU+GAme+Box.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Suppose to post this up last week but was too busy with the activities...<br /><br />Nice work by Jason Hue =)Corinnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11547264012795245428noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4226624727154842361.post-48934957672378815562009-05-21T18:11:00.003+08:002009-05-21T18:28:32.744+08:00A little update...I am extremely busy! May is full of parties & activities & plenty of work...<br /><br />I am not complaining because I spent most of the parties with Libra boy but sometimes I wish I can have a quiet relaxing time at home BUT when I do get a quiet relaxing time, it gives me a headache coz I tend to sleep over the limit...<br /><br />So what do i really want? No idea...! Just let life flow by itself and enjoy it I guess?! <br /><br />This week is an extra busy week for me because there's my company annual dinner coming up and last night we just finished a yearly kickoff party. I didn't drink alot this time, manage to dodge the management and keep a low profile. That is what I am suppose to do this year! Keep a low profile....<br /><br />So yeah, I am also trying to hide from performing at our annual dinner....I have not been staying at office for long periods but then, I am really busy! I have plenty of things to do and customers to visit, I am not lazying at all if that's what you think. I pray we would not get any penalty for not performing during the dinner...My sixth sense tell me that I may need to visit the toilet or lobby quite frequently during the dinner especially when it is my group's turn to perform..... <br /><br />Anyway the parties are quite fun, we do get prizes and stuffs, the company is generous to us...I have a couple of Jusco vouchers and a notebook bag and if I had stayed longer I may even have won some cash prizes but it's ok lah. What is yours is yours.....no qualms about that...<br /><br />As for Libra boy...(yes I have to mention him :P)....we have managed to complete a few puzzles, most of it he did it on his own, I just disturb and slot in a few pieces here and there. He did a great job on all of it. They're really nice. I shall take a few photos and post it up when I am feeling not so lazy.... <br /><br />And hmm...Libra boy...what can I say...I really enjoyed all the times spent with him, he is my cute but notti Libra boy =)Corinnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11547264012795245428noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4226624727154842361.post-87240974770532257462009-05-17T21:58:00.008+08:002009-05-21T18:08:51.045+08:00Barclay Premier League Champions 2009<strong></strong><br /><div><strong><span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0);font-size:130%;" >GLORY GLORY MANCHESTER UNITED</span></strong></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFlzj1IVrIES_D8fxEGwPPUHtSy4Q8LZYrNEcERo1W-NnQ056T89ykuIc7ORmbKOyCzfHDKG43tyQ-V-NFhtrAxg-dvo2b-NCoZo7c4OklB95HL_KtfHQ_6ftxeAbJIEO3yTx_6GOUhOY/s1600-h/champs.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336793898220018930" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFlzj1IVrIES_D8fxEGwPPUHtSy4Q8LZYrNEcERo1W-NnQ056T89ykuIc7ORmbKOyCzfHDKG43tyQ-V-NFhtrAxg-dvo2b-NCoZo7c4OklB95HL_KtfHQ_6ftxeAbJIEO3yTx_6GOUhOY/s320/champs.jpg" /></a><br /><div><strong><span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0);font-size:130%;" ></span></strong></div><br /><strong><span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0);font-size:130%;" ><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />CONGRATULATIONS TO MANCHESTER UNITED FOR THE THIRD TITLE IN 3 YEARS & AN OVERALL 18th LEAGUE TITLE<br /><br /></div></span></strong><br /><div><strong><span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0);font-size:130%;" ></span></strong></div>Corinnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11547264012795245428noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4226624727154842361.post-44406223359838997472009-05-11T18:59:00.005+08:002009-05-12T21:48:41.575+08:00I am a KlutzI do not know how I manage it but I broke Libra boy's shower......!<br /><br />There I was trying to wash my feet in my err.. intoxicated state.... We just got back from a buddy's party at Phuture and I had a few drinks too many....<br /><br />Anyway, I do not know what I did, I just umm... sort of "detached" the shower head from its hose. I SWEAR I didn't pull it to any awkward position and I certainly don't have any superhuman strength!!!<br /><br />It just came off!!<br /><br />You know what, this is all my mom's fault. She told me & my brothers that we have to wash our feet ALL THE TIME before sleeping and make sure it is clean otherwise monsters will visit our dreams. I have been practising this since the story....<br /><br />Libra boy was laughing and asked what happened. To make it seem less my fault, I told him that the thing is actually faulty and was probably gonna come off without my help, to which he replied "NO IT ISN'T FAULTY AT ALL ".<br /><p>He still couldn't stop laughing and even wondered how I did it too because he has been using the shower for a very long time...</p><p>Duh! </p><p>I dun't know either. It was my first time staying there too. Give me the paper bag, QUICK!!! </p><p> </p>Corinnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11547264012795245428noreply@blogger.com0