<?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-208470624032269913</id><updated>2011-10-21T22:59:15.246+08:00</updated><category term='Introduction'/><category term='Life'/><category term='Lyrics'/><category term='Babbling'/><title type='text'>Me, Life &amp; Everything</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithfaegan.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208470624032269913/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithfaegan.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Sharleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11637338499905455572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_93ApA8DXXHo/TQ79W6aV03I/AAAAAAAAABg/O8rhEwvHTVk/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>29</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-208470624032269913.post-4191257310178542339</id><published>2011-04-29T08:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-29T09:08:21.735+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Babbling'/><title type='text'>Friday, 29th April 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sitting in front of the pc thinking of what to pour in here. It's been awhile since I log in here. Even the password I've forgotten already. Luckily I was able to reset it and change to a so-called new password.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I didn't get my butt to office today as I'm having fever myself with flu. The weather outside is hot but I'm wearing sweater and still feeling cold. I know I'm suppose to be in bed and rest my eyes just won't shut. So remembering I have this blog, I thought perhaps I should just drop by and pour a few words. Pathetic feeling though. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So many many things happening around me lately. In fact things has been happening since last year and it never stop. Relationship is one of it and I realise that I'm making a fool of myself but how come I still allows it to happen. Drifting me away to fantasy which will never be a reality. When will I wake up from this dream? The harder I try to let go, the more I can't let go and the more I suffer. Every single step I take is a huge mistake. No doubt I'm at fault and I should bear the consequences should anything happen after this. I'm the one playing with the flames or fire.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Financial should be next. It never leaves me alone in peace. Still struggling very hard. O when will all these stop? When I stop to breath?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Work? Work seems alright but still the distance is killing me. Colleagues? O well, never bother to hang out close with any of them. Office politics too strong. Even the other day two of these colleagues of mine fighting in the office. What a scene?! To me, I just do my work and the rest I don't care and bother to know. Of course I won't be selfish, snobbish and what not. Just that I will draw a boundary for it. Just to be safe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I'm lucky to have friends who really concern and care about what's happening to me. Am really grateful for that but sometimes I just can't pour out everything to them. Sometimes things are not meant to be spread around. I will only pour out to people I feel comfortable telling to. So for those I can't tell, I'm sorry. Not that I don't trust you all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Okay, seems like my eyelash want to hugs each other already. Maybe I should stop for now and get some rest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ta-Ta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/208470624032269913-4191257310178542339?l=faithfaegan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithfaegan.blogspot.com/feeds/4191257310178542339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithfaegan.blogspot.com/2011/04/friday-29th-april-2011.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208470624032269913/posts/default/4191257310178542339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208470624032269913/posts/default/4191257310178542339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithfaegan.blogspot.com/2011/04/friday-29th-april-2011.html' title='Friday, 29th April 2011'/><author><name>Sharleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11637338499905455572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_93ApA8DXXHo/TQ79W6aV03I/AAAAAAAAABg/O8rhEwvHTVk/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-208470624032269913.post-1523977860014224159</id><published>2011-01-20T15:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T15:27:47.538+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday, 20th January 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It's been awhile since I written anything here.  Time sure flies by fast.  It's already year 2011.  In two weeks time it will be Chinese New Year already.  I have not prepare anything except for few pair of clothes for my prince and princess.  Still it is not complete yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;At the moment while bloggin I'm watching a drama.  Hahaha.....  Chasing the series.  Taking the opportunities to big bosses around.  May not have these kind of chances all the time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Been doing alot of thinking lately.  Remember what has happen in the past is really a torture.  It keeps on hunting me every now and then.  I don't know how to let go but I really have to let go.  Anyone can help?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I really don't know what else to type.  Really feeling fatigue now...  Very fatigue.  Feel like packing and go home.  Perhaps I should leave office early.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/208470624032269913-1523977860014224159?l=faithfaegan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithfaegan.blogspot.com/feeds/1523977860014224159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithfaegan.blogspot.com/2011/01/thursday-20th-january-2010.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208470624032269913/posts/default/1523977860014224159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208470624032269913/posts/default/1523977860014224159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithfaegan.blogspot.com/2011/01/thursday-20th-january-2010.html' title='Thursday, 20th January 2010'/><author><name>Sharleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11637338499905455572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_93ApA8DXXHo/TQ79W6aV03I/AAAAAAAAABg/O8rhEwvHTVk/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-208470624032269913.post-7319491771118079129</id><published>2010-12-20T14:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-20T15:33:36.185+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Babbling'/><title type='text'>Monday, 20th December 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The LANDAS Samarahan 2010 Dinner has finally over.  No more headaches on performance and costume.  Everything is back to normal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;AA called me last Friday asking me to attend an interview.  I agreed over the telephone conversation to attend but at the end I did not turn up on Saturday for the interview.  My friend did though.  Why I didn't turned up?  Well basically I know if I got the job, I will be working on shift.  Secondly, I need to dress up and proper grooming including make-ups.  I hate make-ups and I don't even know how to put on make-ups.  So why waste everybody's time for it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Besides the interview at AA, there was another interview which I went.  A local courier company.  Basically they are operating 5 1/2 days a week.  I don't mind though because I'm not left with any option at the moment and being desperate.  As long as I can pick up my daugther after her class ended and salary not lower than what I'm getting now, should be alright with me until I get another better offer.  Anyway, there's no answer for this yet and I doubt that I will get it.  So no point thinking and putting my hope for it.  Job hunting still proceeds as normal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Dinner was alright on Friday evening.  Not so happening but still ok considering we all the new staffs need to come up with a presentation that night.  We won the Best Performance but were not something that great.  Still, with just 4 days preparation and last minute thingy, I can say we are very much satisfy with it.  Hopefully no more after this as I would very much would like to come back to my own circle of life and still hoping to leave JTS as soon as possible.  School will be reopen in less than 2 weeks.  I will face more stress after this if I still don't get a job nearer to town and which enables me to go out and pick my daughter.  I think I can still pick my daughter while working here but the driving distance is killing me.  Way to far and cost too much petrol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My mind today somehow thought of Jovan.  It's been so many years already and I can't still forget him.  The fact that he just suddenly disappears without news and contact, yet I still holding the hope that we will meet again someday.  Why is he so special?  I don't know.  It is something that I don't even understand or explain.  Few months of friendship can build such strong bonds among us leaving me in misery thinking of him.  Jay Chou's song has always been my favourite and his also.  Pearl milk tea.  He purposely went to buy some and sent over to me because I was craving for it.  Crazy huh.  But all those happens only in a short time and he was gone from my life just like that.  Leaving without a note.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Up to today, I still remembers him.  Hoping to meet but for sure he has changed even if we meet outside.  I might not be able to recognise him.  In fact I hardly can recall how he looks like.  These will all remains in my memory, sweet memories that we have shared together in couple of months.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;BGR is something that is hard to explain by anyone.  Each of us looks at it differently.  I suppose I never achieve what I want in a relationship making me hungers for it and search for what I always wanted in a relationship.  Even after married, it has not stop me from looking for it.  Is it because my husband has not being able to fulfill what I've been searching in a relationship?  I do not know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;But somehow, I realise I have to put a stop from being close to anyone before I created more awkwardness among my friends and losing them one by one.  I misunderstood their caring and warmness towards me which could cause me believing that I have fell for them.  In the end, I make a fool of myself and losing another good close friend.  I guess I'm better off alone.  At least I don't hurt anyone or annoyed anyone.  Or even hurt myself causing me living in misery.  I did a mistake once and I hope I won't repeat it again.  I can't turn back the clock and therefore whatever happen will always remain as a dark history in my life.  That will be the second dark history in my love life besides the one that happens back in 1997.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Life must carry on no matter what.  Let's just move forward and never hold back to the past.  It will do us no good.  Let us learn from the mistake and never to repeat the same ol' mistake again.  But let us be frank to each other.  How many of us can do so?  How long does it takes to heal our heart and soul?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Things happens for reason.  It does not happen just for the sake of fun or just to create some situation or environment.  Therefore, we must analyse everything that happens but not to take sweet time to analyse about it or to ignore it.  Sometimes it may be just a warning, sometimes it may be a sign.  But whatever it is, seek for Him and He will provide you the answer.  That is how I look at it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Releasing all that is in my heart and mind in here indeed is very useful.  I feel much of a relief and peace.  Although it does not solve the problem, but at least I feels that the heavy weight of the burden on my chest and shoulder is being lifted up a bit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I don't mean to condemn, or scold anyone here.  Didn't mean to annoyed anyone as well.  Just a piece of thought in mind and heart which requires a place to pour out when there are things we can't express from our own mouth to people.  I know my babe is very willing to lend me a shoulder to cry one and an ear to listen, but sometimes things are better this way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Right now I just need a huge cute bear to hug.  Who wants to offer to become my teddy bear?  ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/208470624032269913-7319491771118079129?l=faithfaegan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithfaegan.blogspot.com/feeds/7319491771118079129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithfaegan.blogspot.com/2010/12/monday-20th-december-2010.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208470624032269913/posts/default/7319491771118079129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208470624032269913/posts/default/7319491771118079129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithfaegan.blogspot.com/2010/12/monday-20th-december-2010.html' title='Monday, 20th December 2010'/><author><name>Sharleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11637338499905455572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_93ApA8DXXHo/TQ79W6aV03I/AAAAAAAAABg/O8rhEwvHTVk/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-208470624032269913.post-8089054830556034940</id><published>2010-12-14T09:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T10:13:45.197+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Babbling'/><title type='text'>Tuesday, 14th December 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It's a cold Tuesday morning with gloomy weather outside.  The weather is killing me because the air condition in the office is blast as normal.  Adding to the cold and wet weather outside, making the condition in the office becomes more chilling.  Perhaps I should consider getting winter coat and wear it in office.  Lol~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The LANDAS Samarahan dinner is this Friday evening.  I need to involve in a stage performance due to the fact that I'm a new staff.  I really hope I can escape but which I doubt that.  Supt has given the instruction it is compulsary.  Using his VETO power as usual.  That is what I gather from the talks around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Me and my colleagues don't have that much leisure time to plan and practise for the performance so we will be doing things that is easy and something spontaneous.  Whatever it is, we just do what we can to fulfill the instruction given.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So much things in mind and do not know how to handle.  So many plans in mind but do not know how to execute.  Nothing is easy and everything has consequences.  Therefore to execute something needs proper planning and alot of research also.  Time is needed as well as sacrifices.  Oh my.  I just so blank at the moment.  Can't make up my mind.  It is not as easy as it seems and there's no magic word for it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Aim is still to step out from state civil service.  Would want to do something in more flexible time so that I can send and pick my princess.  But I doubt that there is any company out there who can give me that privilege unless I'm the boss.  There is this saying which I always believe it is true enough.  One's life can never be compare to others.  What you have, the other person may not have.  You may see others is better than you but you never see the difficulties that she had gone through.  You only see the goodness.  The best is not to compare among each other as even until you compare 'til you die also, it never brings any advantages to you.  Lead your own life the way you want it to be.  As long as you are happy with what you achieve.  Don't follow people's shadow.  I believe each and everyone of us can success in life.  It doesn't mean that you can only success by being rich, or being a manager, or owning a successful business.  It can be anything.  The aim is for us to set and we determine ourself what we would like to achieve in life.  That is how I see it.  Of course easier said than done.  So basically it is up to us how we see it, how positive we look at it and how we want our life to be.  We leading our own road of life with the guide from Him.  He set the path for us but if we blind ourself not to follow and divert from it, it leads to somewhere else.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I'm very much not in the mood to work today.  So I'm just updating my blog hoping to give my brain a rest by releasing something out and at the same time surfing the net.  After this going to update my resume and prepare some cover letters.  Hope to able to email out later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Guess that's all for now.  Don't want to get so emo in here now afraid I will end up crying or end up having migraine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ta-Ta~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/208470624032269913-8089054830556034940?l=faithfaegan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithfaegan.blogspot.com/feeds/8089054830556034940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithfaegan.blogspot.com/2010/12/tuesday-14th-december-2010.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208470624032269913/posts/default/8089054830556034940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208470624032269913/posts/default/8089054830556034940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithfaegan.blogspot.com/2010/12/tuesday-14th-december-2010.html' title='Tuesday, 14th December 2010'/><author><name>Sharleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11637338499905455572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_93ApA8DXXHo/TQ79W6aV03I/AAAAAAAAABg/O8rhEwvHTVk/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-208470624032269913.post-2985689731671821452</id><published>2010-12-10T09:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-10T09:35:26.533+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Babbling'/><title type='text'>Friday, 9th December 2010</title><content type='html'>It's Friday again and I just lurveee it coz it means tomorrow is Saturday and I can wake up late.  I really want to take my rest to the max.  But at the same time I'm hoping that I can do some shopping too.  Lol~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People in the office seems very busy today.  I don't plan to make myself busy coz it's Friday.  Although there's work to do but I'm definitely taking my sweet time today.  Tummy ache too which I really hate it.  Haven't took my breakfast yet coz I don't feel like eating..  Torn apart bcoz I do feel hungry but having problem to swallow in the food.  Terrible lei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being not able to online to the max for couple of months and not following the blogs I use to follow making me being not updated.  Jeez....  Now is too late for me to follow-up on the happenings.  Being left behind so so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess this will be a very short post coz I don't know what else to pour in here at the moment.  Just realize I need to make some phone calls but I can't call out from my hp at the moment as I'm using my SIM in the bband modem to online.  S**t. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ta-Ta~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/208470624032269913-2985689731671821452?l=faithfaegan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithfaegan.blogspot.com/feeds/2985689731671821452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithfaegan.blogspot.com/2010/12/friday-9th-december-2010.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208470624032269913/posts/default/2985689731671821452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208470624032269913/posts/default/2985689731671821452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithfaegan.blogspot.com/2010/12/friday-9th-december-2010.html' title='Friday, 9th December 2010'/><author><name>Sharleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11637338499905455572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_93ApA8DXXHo/TQ79W6aV03I/AAAAAAAAABg/O8rhEwvHTVk/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-208470624032269913.post-2849698990539910133</id><published>2010-12-08T09:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-08T11:12:21.127+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Babbling'/><title type='text'>Wednesday, 8th December 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Wow, my last post was in April and that time I was still working with MBKS.  Now I'm working with JTS, transferred from HQ to Divisional Office all the way at Samarahan.  Big difference.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Back then I thought I lost my blog due to the reason one of my email was hacked and blocked and I forgot what is the  log in password for this paticular blog.  Bad me.  Can't recall.  But today I decided to give it a try and Thank God I managed to recover the password and log in.  So I quickly changed the email so that I won't be in trouble again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Here in divisional office everything seems to be ok except for the driving distance and the problem I will face starting next month as school reopen.  Have not being able to solve that problem yet.  But today having able to recover back my this blog is a great start of my day.  Been looking forward to write something up since so many things happen lately.  Tired of pouring into fb so pouring details here will be a great thing to do.  Although I have works lining up on my table to do, still I'm taking the opportunity to online since most people is not in and everyone seems to be quite relax.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;In between of typing my blog of course I will do some online googling and also doing my work.  Hopefully to be able to post this up also and not end up being a draft or being deleted.  Lol~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Alot of things happen since I last post in here.  Didn't checked back what I last posted but since April to now, sure alot of things happen and change.  I don't even know where to begin.  I did went for holiday this year and I think it was in June.  As usual the trip was to Genting and KL.  It was school holiday and the time when we were in Genting was also a Public Holiday so the kids weren't having much fun on the rides because the queue was too long.  Wasn't really shopping as well because it was a tight budget trip and we were spending most of our money on the new house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We moved in to the new house in September this year.  It's been two months plus already.  Not so in order and complete but just let it be la.  We try to furnish up whatever we can and most important is the essential needs are there.  The rest, we just add in from time to time when financially permits.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Other than that is that I change my job.  Got an offer back in May this year.  JBC state post.  Accepted and joined new place in end of June.  Then posted to divisional office early November this year.  So now on duty at Samarahan JTS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Princess and Prince are growing each day.  Getting more difficult to handle both of them.  But it's great to see them growing up and learning things on their own.  I hardly teach them anything.  Don't have the time and patience to do so actually.  Lol~ I know.  I'm not a good mother.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I'm getting skinnier compare to before.  I only weight 53kg now the last time I checked.  Clothes in the wardrobe hardly can be fit in cause too loose.  Old clothes some probably kept somewhere while some not in good condition already.  Some not so suitable to wear to work as I'm a civil servant now.  Oh well, hope to be able to do some shopping soon.  At least two or three pair of pants should do the trick.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hmmm....what else...I guess that's about it for the moment.  Hope to be able to blog again soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/208470624032269913-2849698990539910133?l=faithfaegan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithfaegan.blogspot.com/feeds/2849698990539910133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithfaegan.blogspot.com/2010/12/wednesday-8th-december-2010.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208470624032269913/posts/default/2849698990539910133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208470624032269913/posts/default/2849698990539910133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithfaegan.blogspot.com/2010/12/wednesday-8th-december-2010.html' title='Wednesday, 8th December 2010'/><author><name>Sharleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11637338499905455572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_93ApA8DXXHo/TQ79W6aV03I/AAAAAAAAABg/O8rhEwvHTVk/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-208470624032269913.post-9120445428081377297</id><published>2010-03-11T15:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T16:22:39.208+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Babbling'/><title type='text'>Thursday, 11th March 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Oh my...The last post was posted last year in October 2009.  Where have I been?  No where.  Too tied up with duties in office and at home.  Been trying to do all the mission impossible which I so much doubt it that I can achieve the impossibles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;At the moment I'm really exhausted not only physically but also mentally.  Frankly speaking, I'm very much having difficulties in concentrating my work.  I have no idea why.  Have I lost interest in my work?  Or am I just too lazy.  At the moment my in-law's place is not much different from a construction site.  Why?  I'll post up some photos soon as I don't have my data cable with me now.  I'm stuck in my office's training room listening to the same lectures.  Why?  There are some courses going on and me and some colleagues helping out to ensure the session are going smoothly.  It's pretty boring to stay here and not being able to do my paperworks upstairs at my working desk.  Oh yah...back to the construction site....  Everyday going back I can see the compound outside and the car porch is soooo dirty.  There is this house building going on at the backyard of the current house I'm staying.  Can't wait for the house to be completed.  It will be a very simple and small hut in my most humble opinion but I'm glad to call it a home of my own.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Princess Faith has started schooling since the school reopen in January 2010.  To my surprise, she's catching quite fairly and learn quite a lot compare to the previous school that she attended.  I must say I'm proud of my daughter and proud with the education system that the kindergarten is using.  Although she can't speak very much well in English and BM, but she is able to understand what the teacher is saying.  At the moment, I'm not pushing her or forcing her to recognise or write her alphabets and numbering.  Letting her to learn at her own pace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Prince Faegan has become a very active child.  Naughty as well.  Loves to play.  The only thing is that he's very aggresive when he plays.  We are more afraid that he could hurt himself.  He has yet still started potty training.  Wonder when will his grandma will teach him.  I myself don't really spend a decent time with my Prince Faegan comparing to Princess Faith.  Therefore I can feel there's a gap between us comparing to his dad.  Prince Faegan spends more time with his daddy than me.  Reason is I left home for work every morning around 6.20am the earliest and he is still asleep.  By the time I go home in the evening, it is already 7 or 8 pm.  Where as his daddy, he left for office around 7.30am after having a short morning walk with him around the house.  He will go back in the lunch time and for sure will spend sometime with Prince Faegan.  After work at 5pm, he will go straight home and will be with my Prince Faegan.  So overall, Prince Faegan is more close with his daddy as to compared to me.  But no matter what, mother and child bonds still exist.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Now is the last session of presentation for the course today.  That's for today and there's more presentation tomorrow.  Oh boy....So tiring.  Gotta pen off....Hope to post up some photos later....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/208470624032269913-9120445428081377297?l=faithfaegan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithfaegan.blogspot.com/feeds/9120445428081377297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithfaegan.blogspot.com/2010/03/thursday-11th-march-2010.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208470624032269913/posts/default/9120445428081377297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208470624032269913/posts/default/9120445428081377297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithfaegan.blogspot.com/2010/03/thursday-11th-march-2010.html' title='Thursday, 11th March 2010'/><author><name>Sharleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11637338499905455572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_93ApA8DXXHo/TQ79W6aV03I/AAAAAAAAABg/O8rhEwvHTVk/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-208470624032269913.post-1589839739370036441</id><published>2009-10-07T12:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T12:25:36.704+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Babbling'/><title type='text'>Wednesday, 7th October 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Been struggling to complete all the tasks on hand but seems so impossible to do so.  Pretty hard to put a 100% concentration too.  Why?  I also don't know why.  I wish I know so that I can try to find solution to it.  Even while typing this piece of post my brain is working else where.  Thinking where I should find details or samples, thinking how and what to begin first.  Too many things to get started.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Then phone was ringing.  Prince Faegan having diarrhea.  I need to go and get the lactose free milk powder for him.  Then I need to go and buy the disposable diapers.  Sure running out by now due to the diarrhea.  Need to consult dad about Prince Faegan's situation of not wanting to sleep, keep on crying and diarrhea.  So called supersticious believes which I always reluctant to seek the advice.  Normally I will have to go through my mom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ok....tried to ring my mom but she din't pick up the phone.  Oh where could she be...  My stomach is aching now.  I think I need to go to the loo.  I guess my plan to go out and hunt for cosmetics have to be cancelled and I need to go and buy the diapers and milk powder first.  The cosmetics hunt have to be delayed til tomorrow or friday perhaps.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Pen off...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/208470624032269913-1589839739370036441?l=faithfaegan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithfaegan.blogspot.com/feeds/1589839739370036441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithfaegan.blogspot.com/2009/10/wednesday-7th-october-2009.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208470624032269913/posts/default/1589839739370036441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208470624032269913/posts/default/1589839739370036441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithfaegan.blogspot.com/2009/10/wednesday-7th-october-2009.html' title='Wednesday, 7th October 2009'/><author><name>Sharleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11637338499905455572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_93ApA8DXXHo/TQ79W6aV03I/AAAAAAAAABg/O8rhEwvHTVk/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-208470624032269913.post-2121119684483097805</id><published>2009-10-06T10:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T10:30:55.788+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Tuesday, 06th October 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I have failed to become a wife and also a mother.  I don't know what is going on and where is my marriage heading.  We quarrelled pretty badly last nite and I can see that he can't sleep the whole nite after our arguments.  Seriously I don't know what should my next step be.  Is it all really my mistakes?  Is it all my fault and I'm the one who wants all these to happen?  Do I really want this marriage to be ended and my two kids suffer from my doings?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I just don't know.  I really don't know.  I have no idea if what's the best solutions.  Should I be hanging on the the relationship for the sake of my kids?  Will they be able to grow up in a healthy family after this?  So many questions in my head and all are without answers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Oh Lord...please help me.  Is it all merely my fault?  Am I the one to be blame?  Lord, what should my next step be?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I don't know if I'm the one "xiao chi" or he is.  I do admit there are times I'm pretty calculative and take things personally and hard.  More like easy felt being offended.  But he is no better than I am.  He's the same too.  Will going seperate ways is the best option after this?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I felt like crying again.  I don't know what I should do.  I don't know to whom can I cry all these out.  I need a shoulder to cry on.  I need to cry out loud.  It should be able to relief my heartache abit.  I need a quiet place and a shoulder.  Who can provide me all those?  I desperately need one.  Please, please anyone who reads it and can do so, let me know.  I'm sick and tired of all these.  Really sick and tired.  I don't need anyone to support or side me.  I just need an ear to listen, a body to hug and a place to release all this tears.  I may be wrong.  I may be the one who's doing all the mistakes.  Therefore, I don't need anyone to side me.  I just need to let go what's inside.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ta...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/208470624032269913-2121119684483097805?l=faithfaegan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithfaegan.blogspot.com/feeds/2121119684483097805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithfaegan.blogspot.com/2009/10/tuesday-06th-october-2009.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208470624032269913/posts/default/2121119684483097805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208470624032269913/posts/default/2121119684483097805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithfaegan.blogspot.com/2009/10/tuesday-06th-october-2009.html' title='Tuesday, 06th October 2009'/><author><name>Sharleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11637338499905455572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_93ApA8DXXHo/TQ79W6aV03I/AAAAAAAAABg/O8rhEwvHTVk/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-208470624032269913.post-7011185295818527874</id><published>2009-10-01T09:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T09:43:12.046+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Thursday, 01st October 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hola!  The weekend is approaching again.  The weather outside is terrible.  The haze is quite serious and you can even smell the smoke.  Better stay indoors and drink plenty of plain water.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My immediate superior is not in for work since yesterday.  Therefore I'm really taking my sweet time doing my things.  Doing it at a very slow pace.  Hahaha....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I'm desperately in need of holidays.  I need to rest.  Sleep and relax.  Doing nothing more than that.  Vacation at a beach resort is the most ideal getaway for me at the moment.  Been struggling to pull through each and every moment of my life at the moment.  No idea what and where goes wrong until I'm having a hard time on everything.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Time is ticking away in a slow mode too for me.  Probably because I'm not doing anything at all.  Taking for granted no bosses around.  But when all are back to office, I guess I will go back busy and rush all my work.  While blogging I was having a race in my pet society in the fb application.  It's been awhile since I was playing around with the applications in the fb.  I miss those times in MLSS whereby me and few colleagues chatting and playing with fb applications.  Now we are seperated, going seperate ways and all those are left as memories.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I guess that's all for now.  When I feel like blogging again I will blog again.  My brain just not working at the moment....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ta-Ta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/208470624032269913-7011185295818527874?l=faithfaegan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithfaegan.blogspot.com/feeds/7011185295818527874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithfaegan.blogspot.com/2009/10/thursday-01st-october-2009.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208470624032269913/posts/default/7011185295818527874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208470624032269913/posts/default/7011185295818527874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithfaegan.blogspot.com/2009/10/thursday-01st-october-2009.html' title='Thursday, 01st October 2009'/><author><name>Sharleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11637338499905455572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_93ApA8DXXHo/TQ79W6aV03I/AAAAAAAAABg/O8rhEwvHTVk/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-208470624032269913.post-330417660791908345</id><published>2009-09-29T16:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T16:24:40.335+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Babbling'/><title type='text'>Tuesday, 29th September 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I went to see the doctor last nite as my whole body was itching from head to toe.  Another injection was given and the doctor change the medicine for me.  Different from what I have taken before.  Adviced me to stay far far away from seafood.  Perhaps I should avoid eating outside and eat my own home cook meal which prepares by myself only.  When I see the doctor I was suffering chest pain and gastric too.  Even up to today still having it excepts for the itch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hardly can concentrate on my work as my whole body felt stiff and aching.  My boss invites me to join them for breeze walking which could help increasing my metabolisme and for better health.  She evens proposes that I take some health supplements which could help me with my situation now.  So perhaps I should start some breeze walking or jogging after this since my office here have some nice jogging tracks.  But first I must get myself a decent sport shoes and some pants for suitable for these activities.  Should start some simple shopping later.  LoL...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Babe suggest that since I have my own internet connection now, I should continue updating my blog which I delightedly told  her I wrote a piece of blog yesterday.  I know it is a good thing to drop a word or two as frequent as possible.  It can help to relieves some stress and burden inside the brain as all the feelings, angers, stress and anything at all are being spills out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Right now I'm aiming at a PSP 2000 on sale at Saberkas.  Wondering if I should get it and how frequent will I be playing games with it.  I'm afraid after I buy it will sleep at home or inside my handbag.  No point of wasting money for that.  I have a video/MP3 player, I have a MP3 player and also Xpress Music 5800.  What other more should I own.  I don't want to really be a gadget lady if I can't afford although I loves to pampers myself with all these gadgets rather than clothes, accessories and makeups.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Oh dear, I better get back to work since it's already 4.25pm.  Continue soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;ta-ta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/208470624032269913-330417660791908345?l=faithfaegan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithfaegan.blogspot.com/feeds/330417660791908345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithfaegan.blogspot.com/2009/09/tuesday-29th-september-2009.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208470624032269913/posts/default/330417660791908345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208470624032269913/posts/default/330417660791908345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithfaegan.blogspot.com/2009/09/tuesday-29th-september-2009.html' title='Tuesday, 29th September 2009'/><author><name>Sharleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11637338499905455572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_93ApA8DXXHo/TQ79W6aV03I/AAAAAAAAABg/O8rhEwvHTVk/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-208470624032269913.post-7699866515477788229</id><published>2009-09-28T09:34:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T09:56:22.492+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Babbling'/><title type='text'>Monday, 28th September 2009</title><content type='html'>Hola!  Am back finally since my last post which was when I also can't remember.  Finally I have my own internet connection which was connected at my own expenses.  LoL.  I subscribed to Celcom broadband and bought a new usb modem just to have the connection in office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now I'm struggling trying to figure out how to continue my work.  I do not know where and which to begin.  Sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is just the same.  Never been better.  I wonder how long I can maintain our relationship.  I feel like giving up everything.  But whenever I think of my kids, I just don't have the heart to do so.  But how long can I survive like that for the sake of my kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm having some kind of illness from my allergies.  I need to seek professional advices.  It's not recovering at all despite me avoiding those foods which can cause me itch and also the medicines and injections I took for the past few months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess that's all for now.  Hopefully to have my site updated from time to time after this.  I want to get back to work.  I better be.  So many things to be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ta-Ta&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/208470624032269913-7699866515477788229?l=faithfaegan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithfaegan.blogspot.com/feeds/7699866515477788229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithfaegan.blogspot.com/2009/09/monday-28th-september-2009.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208470624032269913/posts/default/7699866515477788229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208470624032269913/posts/default/7699866515477788229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithfaegan.blogspot.com/2009/09/monday-28th-september-2009.html' title='Monday, 28th September 2009'/><author><name>Sharleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11637338499905455572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_93ApA8DXXHo/TQ79W6aV03I/AAAAAAAAABg/O8rhEwvHTVk/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-208470624032269913.post-7647981519416597687</id><published>2009-05-01T22:36:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T22:58:11.621+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Friday, 1st May 209</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hola! It's Labour Day today. Didn't do much today. Stayed home until just now in the evening I went out with my princess for a dinner with a bunch of ex-colleagues. We went for steambot at this Jalan Tun Razak. It's been awhile since I been there to eat. I brought my princess along to let her daddy has an easier evening taking care of my prince. I can't possibly bring my little prince there coz he's still young. Princess easier to bring. Abothen I can't really enjoy also coz my princess keep on bugging me to go home. I had to give up and leave around 8 something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CTE, Dom, Tung, Leona, CC and Voon, thanks alot for the dinner. I don't want to think it as a farewell dinner though. Nice having you all as colleagues. Don't worry, we can still yam char. I think I can still find sometime to visit you guys for yam char session. Perhaps breakfast or lunch as long as you guys don't travel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Van, if you are reading... Hahaha....I will find some Fridays to go and have lunch with you all ladies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm kinda having butterflies in my stomach now thinking to report for duty on Monday. I have to start all over again. Meeting new people, making new friends and learning new tasks in a very much different environment. Further more, can be consider that place is a big organisation. So things will not be as easy as it seems. I've been brainwash couple of times already even way before I was being offered for the post. Guess I just have to prepare for the worse. Words from ex-colleagues, if I can pull through in MLSS and furthermore was there more than a year, I should be able to handle it. Nothing can be more worse than MLSS. Hahaha....I wonder how true is this statement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual I'm blogging from my room on my bed while my prince and princess in their beauty sleep. Princess Faith slept on the way back just now. She's very tired coz she did not take her afternoon nap although was advice to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling kinda sleepy while typing and futhermore do not know what to spill. Still planning to visit a specialist soon. Maybe in June when there's extra budget. Right now this month is kinda tight due to much deduction of unpaid leave from MLSS. Oh well, what can I do since I was so eager to leave. Like Van used to say; Who ask you to resign?! Hahaha....Originally quoted from her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must say I will miss my ex-colleagues in MLSS but not all. Only certain people. I will miss all the mouth war also. Heard there might be one on Monday but I will not be able to see it with my own eyes. Planning to block certain incoming calls after this but I feel bad about it. I'm a good girl which no one seems to appreciate what I do. So I've got to be mean sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gee...almost 11 already. I think I shall stop now. Perhaps will be back tomorrow. I might have another makan session tomorrow and hopefully can enjoy. Hoping to have lots of rest too since I'm still having nose block and fever. Would love to be fully recover before Monday so that I can be fresh and energetic to start a new war. Ta-ta...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/208470624032269913-7647981519416597687?l=faithfaegan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithfaegan.blogspot.com/feeds/7647981519416597687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithfaegan.blogspot.com/2009/05/friday-1st-may-209.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208470624032269913/posts/default/7647981519416597687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208470624032269913/posts/default/7647981519416597687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithfaegan.blogspot.com/2009/05/friday-1st-may-209.html' title='Friday, 1st May 209'/><author><name>Sharleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11637338499905455572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_93ApA8DXXHo/TQ79W6aV03I/AAAAAAAAABg/O8rhEwvHTVk/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-208470624032269913.post-1409263820032851973</id><published>2009-04-17T15:21:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T15:55:01.281+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Babbling'/><title type='text'>Viernes, 17th Abril de 2009 (Friday, 17th April 2009)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Hola. Estoy detrás otra vez después de un rato. Tengo finalmente oferta mi carta de dimisión a la gerencia y haré una oferta a esta compañía adiós pronto. Porqué soy todavía que tiene dudas cuando he decidido ya irme aquí. Hice tomé la decisión incorrecta? No estoy seguro mismo. Todo lo que sé es que necesito un psychiatary pronto. Pienso que mi depresión está consiguiendo mucho peor que expexted. Puedo analizar y gritar cualquier segundo que quiera sin ninguna razón sólida. Soy apenas demasiado emocional? Pero nada me está haciendo hacer emocional. Estoy gritando a mi hija casi diaria. Puedo apenas levantar mi voz y mi genio puede apenas hacer saltar como eso. Apenas siento así que irrité y molesto con ella aunque cuando pienso detrás, qué ella lo hiciera no era nada que merecen ser grito en absoluto. Puede analizar donde está mi problema? Pity la tanto para hacer mi víctima. Sentía muy culpable para lo que lo hice. Hago. Lo estoy diciendo del mi corazón. Pero apenas no sé evitar para repetir el mismo error. Necesito ayuda profesional. Creo que hago realmente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Seré marca como persona insana después eso? Bien, eso está para que descubra después de una visita al especialista. De todas formas, cómo estaba mi español? Bueno? Cualquier persona entiende?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;*********************************************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hello. I am back again after awhile. I have finally tender my resignation letter to the management and shall bid this company goodbye soon. Why am I still having doubts when I have already decided to leave here. Did I made the wrong decision? I am not sure myself. All I know is that I need a psychiatary soon. I think my depression is getting much more worse than I expexted. I can break down and cry any second I want without any solid reason. Am I just too emotional? But nothing is causing me to become emotional. I am screaming to my daughter almost every day. I can just raise my voice and my temper can just blow up like that. I just feel so irritated and annoy with her although when I think back, what she did was nothing that deserve to be scream at all. Can analyse where my problem is? I pity her so much to become my victim. I felt very guilty for what I did. I do. I am saying it from the my heart. But I just do not know how to avoid to repeat the same mistake. I need professional help. I believe I really do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Will I be mark as an insane person after that? Well, that is for me to find out after a visit to the specialist. Anyway, how was my spanish? Good? Anyone understand?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;**********************************************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Two languages in my current piece of writing. How is it? The one in Spanish has the direct translation in English. So both are the same piece of writing. I suddenly has the interest in Spanish. Don't know why. Anyway, I guess that's all for today. Will be back soon. Voy a KK pronto. So probably after my trip then I will update here. Ta-Ta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/208470624032269913-1409263820032851973?l=faithfaegan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithfaegan.blogspot.com/feeds/1409263820032851973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithfaegan.blogspot.com/2009/04/viernes-17th-abril-de-2009-friday-17th.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208470624032269913/posts/default/1409263820032851973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208470624032269913/posts/default/1409263820032851973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithfaegan.blogspot.com/2009/04/viernes-17th-abril-de-2009-friday-17th.html' title='Viernes, 17th Abril de 2009 (Friday, 17th April 2009)'/><author><name>Sharleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11637338499905455572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_93ApA8DXXHo/TQ79W6aV03I/AAAAAAAAABg/O8rhEwvHTVk/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-208470624032269913.post-7986267648960717534</id><published>2009-04-01T15:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T15:42:25.500+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Babbling'/><title type='text'>Wednesday, 1st April 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sorry to be MIA for I do not know how long.  Weeks I suppose.  Anyway, life has never been better.  It's just getting worse as far as I'm concern.  My depression is back.  I wish I know how to cure it.  I do not want to see any specialist for it.  Not for the moment as I believe I can solve it.  I just need a very very long break from all my work and everything.  Once the brain has been refreshed, I believe I will be back to normal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Is that possible?  I think it is possible and will work that way.  I have a Mount Everest stack of documents in front of me and I do not know where and how to begin.  And here I am writing my blog with my manager sitting behind me in his cubicle.  Daring?  I suppose.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I went for this so called written test last week and was wondering for days before that thinking what is this written test all about.  It turns out to be 4 simple but tricky questions to answer.  Pick and choose any 2 to answer in BM while another 2 in English in 1 hours time.  Oh well, I completed in time and I heard I score 80++% for it.  Not sure.  Just some wind blow to my ears and tell me.  Receive a call on Monday asking me when I can report for duty but as at now it has been quiet.  For goodness sake, I need the confirmation letter to tender my love letter here.  How long do I actually have to wait again this time?  I have committed mentioning I can report in May but as at today I have yet receive the call.  Time is clocking away and I don't have much time left.  O Almighty Father, I need your help.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My back is aching.  Damn painful.  It reminds me so much of my labour pain some 7 months ago.  I have problem moving around and sitting.  All I need now is painkiller but I've forbidden myself to take any due to the reason it will stop my menses.  For so long I've been waiting for my menses to have it's regular cycle again.  Therefore, I take any risk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I think I have to stop here.  I just recalled I need to call the clinic to prepare my daughter's medicine but it will cost me money which I do not have any now.  So I better don't.  Ta...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/208470624032269913-7986267648960717534?l=faithfaegan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithfaegan.blogspot.com/feeds/7986267648960717534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithfaegan.blogspot.com/2009/04/wednesday-1st-april-2009.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208470624032269913/posts/default/7986267648960717534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208470624032269913/posts/default/7986267648960717534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithfaegan.blogspot.com/2009/04/wednesday-1st-april-2009.html' title='Wednesday, 1st April 2009'/><author><name>Sharleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11637338499905455572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_93ApA8DXXHo/TQ79W6aV03I/AAAAAAAAABg/O8rhEwvHTVk/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-208470624032269913.post-7996222802753606548</id><published>2009-03-18T13:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T14:19:46.998+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lyrics'/><title type='text'>This Is Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I've always been a kind of girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That hid my face&lt;br /&gt;So afraid to tell the world&lt;br /&gt;What I've got to say&lt;br /&gt;But I have this dream right inside of me&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna let it show&lt;br /&gt;It's time to let you know&lt;br /&gt;To let you know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is real, This is me&lt;br /&gt;I'm exactly where I'm suppose to be now&lt;br /&gt;Gonna let the light shine on me&lt;br /&gt;Now I've found, who I am&lt;br /&gt;There's no way to hold it in&lt;br /&gt;No more hiding who I want to be&lt;br /&gt;This is me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know what it's like&lt;br /&gt;To feel so in the dark&lt;br /&gt;To dream about a life&lt;br /&gt;Where you're the shining star&lt;br /&gt;Even though it seems&lt;br /&gt;Like it's too far away&lt;br /&gt;I have to believe in myself&lt;br /&gt;It's the only way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is real, This is me&lt;br /&gt;I'm exactly where I'm suppose to be now&lt;br /&gt;Gonna let the light shine on me&lt;br /&gt;Now I've found, who I am&lt;br /&gt;There's no way to hold it in&lt;br /&gt;No more hiding who I want to be&lt;br /&gt;This is me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the voice I hear inside my head&lt;br /&gt;The reason that I'm singing&lt;br /&gt;I need to find you&lt;br /&gt;I gotta find you&lt;br /&gt;You're the missing piece I need&lt;br /&gt;The song inside of me&lt;br /&gt;I need to find you&lt;br /&gt;I gotta find you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is real, This is me&lt;br /&gt;I'm exactly where I'm suppose to be now&lt;br /&gt;Gonna let the light shine on me&lt;br /&gt;Now I've found, who I am&lt;br /&gt;There's no way to hold it in&lt;br /&gt;No more hiding who I want to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is me&lt;br /&gt;This is me&lt;br /&gt;Yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the voice I hear inside my head&lt;br /&gt;The reason that I'm singing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the missing piece I need&lt;br /&gt;The song inside of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I've found who I am&lt;br /&gt;There's now way to hold it in&lt;br /&gt;No more hiding who I want to be&lt;br /&gt;This is me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/208470624032269913-7996222802753606548?l=faithfaegan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithfaegan.blogspot.com/feeds/7996222802753606548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithfaegan.blogspot.com/2009/03/this-is-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208470624032269913/posts/default/7996222802753606548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208470624032269913/posts/default/7996222802753606548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithfaegan.blogspot.com/2009/03/this-is-me.html' title='This Is Me'/><author><name>Sharleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11637338499905455572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_93ApA8DXXHo/TQ79W6aV03I/AAAAAAAAABg/O8rhEwvHTVk/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-208470624032269913.post-3840348855567906111</id><published>2009-03-14T21:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T22:00:46.411+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Babbling'/><title type='text'>Saturday, 14th March 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hi everybody!  I'm back again.  I just got back to work this morning after being missing from work on Thursday and Friday.  Not intentionally I mind you.  I was too tired to rush back to work on Thursday after De Session and was not feeling well too.  I did drop by the office for awhile to check mails and did some urgent tasks.  Then I went back home to my family there.  On Friday was supposed to go back to work but my Mother-In-Law injured herself that leaves me need to apply another emergency leave to take care Prince Faegan.  But was glad too.  Hahahaa....not being mean but at least I can rest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Still have not recover although I have been hardworking enough to ensure I take my medicine.  Anyway, as a feedback to Babe's comment previously,  De Session was okay.  There was more than 10 of them attending and I was the last one to end the meet up.  LoL.  And the people involve are like six to seven of them.  Even the M***r was in there.  Don't know for what reason but I can hear laughter from outside the room while waiting.  When it was my turn, M***r was not there anymore.  According to some sources, I'm getting it but still the most important is to receive the black and white document.  Then for sure I know I'm accepted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Advices receive in advance where not to get involve in any parties.  Understood well in any companies regardless goverment or private, clans always exists.  So this might be tough if we can to get work done coz people might not co-operate and in the end, I will suffer.  But will it get any worse from what I'm experiencing now?  I can't think of any better solution at the moment but just need to desperately leave M**S.  Please forgive me my dear colleagues whoever do read my blog.  No offence to anyone but some of you may know the difficulties I'm facing with certain people although you may think they are ok and nice to you.  Some of you may think the problem is with me.  I can't say you are wrong.  Probably I was the one with the problem and maybe I should just leave the place so that the problem shall eliminates forever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Whatever it is, I for sure are waiting for De Letter and shall see how to proceed from there.  'Til then, any news I shall shout it out loud in my Facebook and/or Blog.   Have a nice weekend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/208470624032269913-3840348855567906111?l=faithfaegan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithfaegan.blogspot.com/feeds/3840348855567906111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithfaegan.blogspot.com/2009/03/saturday-14th-march-2009.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208470624032269913/posts/default/3840348855567906111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208470624032269913/posts/default/3840348855567906111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithfaegan.blogspot.com/2009/03/saturday-14th-march-2009.html' title='Saturday, 14th March 2009'/><author><name>Sharleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11637338499905455572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_93ApA8DXXHo/TQ79W6aV03I/AAAAAAAAABg/O8rhEwvHTVk/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-208470624032269913.post-6910624689801660067</id><published>2009-03-02T15:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T15:34:27.530+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Monday, 02nd March 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I'm so so fatigue now.  Both mentally and physically.  Princess Faith is being rebellious and everything.  Doesn't want to go to school this morning.  So I had to rush and sent her over to the babysitter there.  It was pretty late when I leave home and the road was jammed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Back at the office, tons of works to do.  Kennel shouting at me and blamming me.  CTE instructing me to call who and who to follow up things.  SE instructing me to prepare letters and fax to users.  Blah, blah, blah....  The list doesn't end here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I'm being so desperate to leave here and start something fresh and new.  The environment here is making my health worse.  Mentally and physically.  It is too much for me to handle.  I have no idea how long I can take all these pressures.  Writing here reminding me I have a set of questions to answer which earlier was prepared by me.  Stupid idiot Kennel.  Last week say no need answer and now say he did say he need the answer.  Why when I passed him the question he did not mentioned anything.  Purposely setting a trap for me is it?  Kns....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I think I better start preparing the answer before being query again.  Sigh....  When will my nightmares end?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/208470624032269913-6910624689801660067?l=faithfaegan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithfaegan.blogspot.com/feeds/6910624689801660067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithfaegan.blogspot.com/2009/03/monday-02nd-march-2009.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208470624032269913/posts/default/6910624689801660067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208470624032269913/posts/default/6910624689801660067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithfaegan.blogspot.com/2009/03/monday-02nd-march-2009.html' title='Monday, 02nd March 2009'/><author><name>Sharleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11637338499905455572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_93ApA8DXXHo/TQ79W6aV03I/AAAAAAAAABg/O8rhEwvHTVk/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-208470624032269913.post-6860277051128749777</id><published>2009-02-28T22:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T23:20:30.875+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Babbling'/><title type='text'>Saturday, 28th February 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Babs told me my blog was pretty quiet lately.  Yes, I must admit it is true.  I haven't drop in to write anything although my minds has lots of ideas to spill.  Was planning to write something on the parade on Thursday evening.  Even took some photos although not all the photos of the parade.  Alas, but in the end I did not write anything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Okay.  Basically the parade is in conjunction of the Deity Tua Pek Kong's birthday.  This parade only comes every 3 years.  Long long time ago, it was like every 60 years once.  I myself did not have the opportunity to watch the parade from the beginning til end.  Reason was my Prince Faegan did not allows me too.  So I spent most of the time inside the car.  Anyway, it started quite late and ends about 10pm from the location I watched.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I took a afternoon off on Thursday as well and drop by TLS.  Was supposed to meet Ms Ho but she took an emergency leave.  So there I was meeting Ms Bong.  The meet up was ok but feedbacks received made me thinking.  Was my request too much?  Somehow I thought I should be deserving it.  Anyway, as at today neither Ms Ho or Mr Goh called.  I guess I don't have to look forward for them to call me again.  Giving up?  Oh well.  Perhaps so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Basically, I seems desperate to start a new life.  I'm so so looking forward to leave the place I am now.  Being so dreaded to wake up every morning and move to that very location.  I don't know why I just don't want to be there anymore.  Because of that Kennel?  Probably.  Besides that, there are someone there who I just don't wan to see and work with.  Not only Kennel alone.  I need a new and fresh beginning and life.  I need to earn more and support my family.  I'm spending more than what I've earn.  It may seem ridiculous to you but it's not.  I do not know how to manage my financial the smart way.  I have debts here and there.  Hahaha....No I don't owe any Ah Longs.  I only owe the banks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sigh....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I'm very fatigue now.  There's a big pail of laundry need to be done.  I'm having sleepless nights.  It is either my Prince Faegan having troubles of sleeping else I will be waking up after having nightmares.  Nightmares normally is on works.  Either I take my jobs too seriously til my brain did not stop working eventhough I'm sleeping or I'm insane.  Tell me which one I am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I think I better get some sleep now.  My body is really aching now.  Ta-Ta.  Sweet dreams people....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/208470624032269913-6860277051128749777?l=faithfaegan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithfaegan.blogspot.com/feeds/6860277051128749777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithfaegan.blogspot.com/2009/02/saturday-28th-february-2009.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208470624032269913/posts/default/6860277051128749777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208470624032269913/posts/default/6860277051128749777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithfaegan.blogspot.com/2009/02/saturday-28th-february-2009.html' title='Saturday, 28th February 2009'/><author><name>Sharleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11637338499905455572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_93ApA8DXXHo/TQ79W6aV03I/AAAAAAAAABg/O8rhEwvHTVk/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-208470624032269913.post-5296698964806103012</id><published>2009-02-17T14:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T15:12:32.217+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Babbling'/><title type='text'>Tuesday, 17th February 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I received a sms this morning with some sort of good news although percentage of getting it is not 100%.  The sms was something like this, "your post at **** confirm unless m**** interfere.  3 person agreed."  How's that for a sms on a Tuesday morning?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Oh well, can't be too happy and putting a high hope on that.  No matter what no black and white has been issued and receive by me.  Suddenly I don't feel like going there.  Before the submission I was like very eager and looking for people to recommend me.  Even after the submission yesterday.  Keep on calling and sms my husband to get people to recommend me.  But after I get this sms this morning, I'm beginning to think twice.  What if I really get it?  How is it going to be there?  Will I be able to on leave for my holidays?  Will I be able to pick up my daughter on time?  Lots and lots of questions flying through my head although there is no definite confirmation I will get it at the end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I got works to do but I'm just so LAZY.  Yes, you read that correctly.  I'm LAZY.  I'm taking my sweet time browsing blogs and sites.  Playing Pet Society in my Facebook.  That is what I've been doing since yesterday.  Taking the opportunities of bosses not around and my superior travelling outstation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I have urgent things to do.  Certificates to prepare but I'm still writing my blog and reluctant to start.  How come?  I wish I know.  Wait....I do know.  I'm simply just LAZY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Okay, my second superior is back so I better get started with my work before I'm given another warning.  Probably come back later.  Ta-Ta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/208470624032269913-5296698964806103012?l=faithfaegan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithfaegan.blogspot.com/feeds/5296698964806103012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithfaegan.blogspot.com/2009/02/tuesday-17th-february-2009.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208470624032269913/posts/default/5296698964806103012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208470624032269913/posts/default/5296698964806103012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithfaegan.blogspot.com/2009/02/tuesday-17th-february-2009.html' title='Tuesday, 17th February 2009'/><author><name>Sharleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11637338499905455572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_93ApA8DXXHo/TQ79W6aV03I/AAAAAAAAABg/O8rhEwvHTVk/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-208470624032269913.post-267116723109442864</id><published>2009-02-15T20:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T21:06:55.503+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Sunday, 15th February 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Well, I managed to complete filling in two forms last nite after blogging.  Completed sticking photos to it this morning and attached the necessary documents.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Around noon time only I managed to get out from the house and deliver the documents.  First intention was to deliver it to my aunt but she was not home.  She asked me to pass it to my mom and she will picked it up later in the evening.  I'm wondering now if she remember to pick it up.  I need my aunt to help me with the submission.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Oh well.  Whatever it is, I've already done what I'm suppose to do.  I'll leave the rest to God to decide if my next path is heading that way.  Not my worries anymore.  He has it all written down.  I'll need His guidiance to choose the correct path.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Right now as usual, my prince and princess are sleeping.  Else I won't be able to online and blog.  My tv is on and it was playing some ghost story.  Wasn't paying much attention to the movie anyway.  Logging in to my facebook as well.  My Pet Society seems to be loading for ages.  Until now still haven't finished loading.  I think my pet is full of flies already.  Tried to open it last night but it was under maintenance.  I can see my msn chat window blinking as well.  Chatting with someone whom I can't remember who he is in my friend list.  Funny isn't it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tomorrow is Monday and I really hate it.  I feel very dreaded to go back to office.  Especially at the office I'm currently working at.  Abothen, I've been there for almost two years.  Just one more month to go to mark two years of employment there.  I think I should be graduating from there and choose a new place to study.  Hahahaha......two years is enough to gain knowledge there.  Boring already.  Should try a new environment and something new.  Need something interesting and challenging in order to have a more interesting and meaningful life.  Don't you agree?  We human need some fresh and interesting stuff to push us moving forward.  Else, we will lead a boring life with nothing challenging.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Life normally is full of ups and downs whether you like it or not.  No matter happy or sad, we still have to go on with our lifes.  So, if possible, choose to be happy everyday.  Correct or not?  But how many of us can do that?  For me, I can't.  I live in a very stressful life at the moment.  Although I really do not like and want that kind of live.  I can choose to be a happy and stress free.  But I didn't.  I choose to stay in that stress circle unwillingly to step out.  I don't know why.  I just don't know how to live my life.  Only me myself can change the style of living and thinking.  No one else.  So when am I willing to do so?  I have no answer to that.  Mind enlighten me with that?  Hahaha....Bet you can't.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Oh boy....  My notebook is running out of power and I'm lazy to plug in the AC.  I better go.  Come back tomorrow if possible since boss and my superior not in.  But I still have another superior around.  Sigh....  Tons of work to catch up before all the bosses are back later next week.  Haiz....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/208470624032269913-267116723109442864?l=faithfaegan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithfaegan.blogspot.com/feeds/267116723109442864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithfaegan.blogspot.com/2009/02/sunday-15th-february-2009.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208470624032269913/posts/default/267116723109442864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208470624032269913/posts/default/267116723109442864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithfaegan.blogspot.com/2009/02/sunday-15th-february-2009.html' title='Sunday, 15th February 2009'/><author><name>Sharleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11637338499905455572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_93ApA8DXXHo/TQ79W6aV03I/AAAAAAAAABg/O8rhEwvHTVk/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-208470624032269913.post-7535780083870435451</id><published>2009-02-14T19:46:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T20:06:24.496+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Babbling'/><title type='text'>Saturday, 14th February 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt; I'm back to blog on Valentines Day. Sitting in front of my notebook on my bed while my prince &amp;amp; princess having their beauty sleep at 7.48pm. LoL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Basically today is just a normal Saturday to me. Nothing special although alot of couples out there enjoying their candle light dinner or any other special outings. Maybe my kids are still small therefore we cannot enjoy this day like any other couples. Give me a few years time and probably on 14th Feb I will be able to have a candle light dinner too. Hahaha....Next year V Day will be different as we chinese will be celebrating the 1st day of CNY on 14th Feb.... Will that day be more grand due to double celebration? I wonder. Well, just have to wait 'til next year to find out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So, finally I transfer some photos out from my handphone. Going to post some up and hope it will be good. Here we go.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302620094353947618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_93ApA8DXXHo/SZaw4Z7Qu-I/AAAAAAAAAAk/NeZ7v4MfZmE/s320/DSC00059.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;This is my Princess Faith &amp;amp; Prince Faegan. Picture taken on 07th December 2008. Princess Faith remains very much the same until now but not Prince Faegan. Take a look at this one below....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302621043485347058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_93ApA8DXXHo/SZaxvpt0jPI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7tv_gY6luBM/s320/DSC00076.JPG" border="0" /&gt;So basically he is 5 months plus turning 6 months old end of February.  Picture above not really the latest as it was taken last month after he had his hair cut.  Right now he loves to rollover making me more difficult to take his picture.  Anyway, I will try to snap some later.  I can see the obvious changes from the photos I took since the day he was born.  Seeing babies grow day by day and seeing the changes is really amazing.  This is how great God's creation are.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I have forms to fill so I think I better start filling it before I run out of time.  Dateline for submission is this coming Monday, 16th February 2009.  Will try to update my blog soon.  Ta-Ta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/208470624032269913-7535780083870435451?l=faithfaegan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithfaegan.blogspot.com/feeds/7535780083870435451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithfaegan.blogspot.com/2009/02/saturday-14th-february-2009.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208470624032269913/posts/default/7535780083870435451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208470624032269913/posts/default/7535780083870435451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithfaegan.blogspot.com/2009/02/saturday-14th-february-2009.html' title='Saturday, 14th February 2009'/><author><name>Sharleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11637338499905455572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_93ApA8DXXHo/TQ79W6aV03I/AAAAAAAAABg/O8rhEwvHTVk/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_93ApA8DXXHo/SZaw4Z7Qu-I/AAAAAAAAAAk/NeZ7v4MfZmE/s72-c/DSC00059.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-208470624032269913.post-6452619929408895880</id><published>2009-02-07T09:42:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T10:01:20.199+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Saturday, 07th February 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Have you ever been so excited and wanted to try something so badly 'til you voice your decision to someone and somehow that very someone condemns your idea?  It's like you are warm and happy then somebody just pour a bucket full of damn cold water over you.  I'm telling you, it is something I was very disappointed last night.  What's worse was the topic did not end right after that.  It still follows up with a call after I reached home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Am I really that bad?  Am I really not that capable of trying something new?  Is it my career only stays in the clerical and administration boundaries?  I want to try something new.  I really want to.  A friend once told me, if you want to be successful in something whether you ever tried before or not, most important is to have confidence in yourself and what you do.  For example, if you want to be successful in sales, you must have confidence in the products that you sell.  Only then you will be able to present the best to the customer.  I find it very true.  If you keep on having negative thoughts and thinking you cannot do it, of course you will never success.  You must be positive.  Negative thinking will never bring a person far and will not be able to achieve something higher.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I'm so sad and confused right now.  Part of me I really wanted to try something new.  Part of me clouded by the negative advices of not to try.  If I accept it, I will have to face my parents.  There will sure be lots of lectures by them.  I just don't understand.  Why can't for once, just ONCE, they support what I do.  Why they do not have the confidence in their daughter that she's capable of doing anything.  In God's eye, nothing is impossible.  I'm bringing that believe.  Coz no matter how hard it is, somehow you will pull it through in the end with perseverance and confidence and hard work and the faith in HIM.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I need advice badly.  I have to make a decision by 09th February 2009.  And yes babe, it is your birthday.  Happy Birthday, my dear Babe!!!  ^^v&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Oh Lord.  I need an answer.  Is that the path I should walk?  I really need to know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/208470624032269913-6452619929408895880?l=faithfaegan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithfaegan.blogspot.com/feeds/6452619929408895880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithfaegan.blogspot.com/2009/02/saturday-07th-february-2009.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208470624032269913/posts/default/6452619929408895880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208470624032269913/posts/default/6452619929408895880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithfaegan.blogspot.com/2009/02/saturday-07th-february-2009.html' title='Saturday, 07th February 2009'/><author><name>Sharleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11637338499905455572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_93ApA8DXXHo/TQ79W6aV03I/AAAAAAAAABg/O8rhEwvHTVk/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-208470624032269913.post-5931826192335201506</id><published>2009-02-04T14:12:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T16:49:29.412+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Wednesday, 04th February 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;While I was chatting with my mother yesterday evening, suddenly she brought me a rather shocking news. The news somehow makes me more to believe that a person's life is rather unpredictable. She was a good girl in my point of view. Someone who has the same believe like me. But now, she seems to stray far away from God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My mother told me she's now working as a GRO in a pub. She becomes a heavy smoker and drinker as a result from the place she's working at. I'm so disappointed. She always objected my brother to smoke but now she's smoking. Pretty irony, huh? I guess if she and my brother are still together, she won't be turning to someone else. She's completely different. Turning &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;180&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; degree &lt;em&gt;(Thanks to Garry for correcting me.)&lt;/em&gt; to another person. Scary isn't it? A person you know becomes a stranger to you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Oh well. That's life. Perhaps one day I will make a drastic change as well. Changes can be good or bad. For hers, is a bad change. I don't think her parents would approve her working in a pub. Her parents are businessman. I must say she comes from a middle-class family with good family background. I'm just so disappointed on how she turn out to be. I can't judge her. Only God can judge her but I just hope she would come back to the correct path. Hoping she would leave the world she's living now, realize the mistake she has made. Repentance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I'm still giddy. I vomitted my breakfast less than half an hour I took it and now lunch I think almost want to come out again. Gee.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Life is so unpredictable. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/208470624032269913-5931826192335201506?l=faithfaegan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithfaegan.blogspot.com/feeds/5931826192335201506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithfaegan.blogspot.com/2009/02/wednesday-04th-february-2009.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208470624032269913/posts/default/5931826192335201506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208470624032269913/posts/default/5931826192335201506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithfaegan.blogspot.com/2009/02/wednesday-04th-february-2009.html' title='Wednesday, 04th February 2009'/><author><name>Sharleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11637338499905455572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_93ApA8DXXHo/TQ79W6aV03I/AAAAAAAAABg/O8rhEwvHTVk/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-208470624032269913.post-1458967407554233019</id><published>2009-02-04T14:08:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T15:23:15.254+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lyrics'/><title type='text'>Connected</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I'm blind-folded on this carriage ride that they call life &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Keep trying to make it through the next turn, knuckles white and holdin' tight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;So here I go, taking the curve, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;but I know that I'm never alone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I think of you, and how you never let me go. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I feel connected (connected), protected (protected), &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;it's like you're standing right with me all the time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;You hear me (you hear me), you're near me (you're near me), &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;and everything else is gonna be alright. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;'Cause nothing can break this, nothing can break this, nothing can break this tie. Connected &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;It's not an accident, the time we spent apart &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;But now we're so close, I can always find you right here in my heart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;You've given me somethin' I need, and I don't ever want it to end. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Because of you, I know I've found my strength again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I feel connected (connected), protected (protected), &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;it's like you're standing right with me all the time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;You hear me (you hear me), you're near me (you're near me), &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;and everything else is gonna be alright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;'Cause nothing can break this, nothing can break this, nothing can break this tie. Connected &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Everytime that I breathe, I can feel the energy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Reachin' out, flowin' through, you to me and me to you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;wake or dream, walk or stand, you are everywhere I am. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Seperate souls, unified, touching at the speed of light. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I feel connected (connected), protected (protected), &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;it's like you're standing right with me all the time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;You hear me, you're near me, and everything else's gonna be alright. connected (connected), protected (protected), &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;it's like you're sitting right with me all the time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;You hear me, you're near me, and everything else's gonna be alright. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;'Cause nothing can break this, nothing can break this, nothing can break this tie. connected, connected inside, connected, connected inside, connected&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;***********************************************************************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I came across the song above while watching a cartoon with my daughter called Barbie &amp;amp; The Diamond Castle.  The lyrics really caught my attention.  Simple words used but meaningful.  What do you think?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Best friend(s) are not easy to find.  But there is one I know that will never turn his back on you or stab you from behind.  That very person is God.  He's always there for us.  A great listener.  A great protector.  He has all the qualifications that you need in a friend.  I'm not trying to be a hypocrite or what.  I'm saying what I feel.  God is just so amazing.  He's more than what you can imagine He is.  The miracles He can perform.  The care, love and joy He can share.  If you can find a friend that is truely a great true friend, then I must say you are one lucky person.  Treasure the friendship that you own.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Halleluiah Praise The Lord!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/208470624032269913-1458967407554233019?l=faithfaegan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithfaegan.blogspot.com/feeds/1458967407554233019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithfaegan.blogspot.com/2009/02/connected.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208470624032269913/posts/default/1458967407554233019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208470624032269913/posts/default/1458967407554233019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithfaegan.blogspot.com/2009/02/connected.html' title='Connected'/><author><name>Sharleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11637338499905455572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_93ApA8DXXHo/TQ79W6aV03I/AAAAAAAAABg/O8rhEwvHTVk/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-208470624032269913.post-8183506387091692917</id><published>2009-02-03T14:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T15:55:52.921+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Babbling'/><title type='text'>Tuesday, 03rd February 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My oh my....The last time I drop by in here was like two weeks ago. LoL. How time flies by so quickly that you hardly can catch a glimpse on it. Let's see what I can recap back on what has happenned surrounding me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our company organised a lunch before the CNY. A love letter and a red packet from the management was received before CNY as well. Basically the love letter contains the information on bonus, increment, the 2009 target to achive, the 2008 performance, etc etc.... The comes the CNY. I can count with one hand only how many houses I have visited. It's true. Most of the time I was cruising on the road looking for places which has lion dance. Why? All because my Princess Faith loves to watch lion dance. So the daddy spent time cruising around places looking for any lion dance performance. I took a one whole week break for CNY and was back to report for duty yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming back to work is definitely not something to look forward to. I was so busy with my work and so many instructions and tasks given to me to perform. This is when my level of stress going up. And this morning I'm beginning to feel sick. Giddy and headache. Migrain starting too. I so hate this situation. I'm beginning to munch chocs. Everytime I'm stress, I cannot see any chocolates around. I will start eating. You just give me any amount of chocolate bars. I can finish it all up. I bought a chocolate bar just now. I can finished it in less than half an hour. Not that I'm hungry. Somehow I can just eat it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still thinking what is the next step I should take. Economy is not that good. Retrenchment, VSS and force leaves are almost everywhere. So, should I proceed with my plan to start something new or should I wait? Any suggestions anyone? Let me know what you think. LoL. As if there are people reading my blog and can give me comments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are so many things to do. I just don't know where to continue or rather where to begin already. Too tired to continue already. It is almost 4.00pm anyway. Very much looking forward to go home and eat. Hahaha..... I don't mind growing fat. I'm fat already. So why bothers if gaining more weight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically that's all I can think off now. Wondering if I can take MC tomorrow. Desperately need some sleep and rest. Ta-Ta....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/208470624032269913-8183506387091692917?l=faithfaegan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithfaegan.blogspot.com/feeds/8183506387091692917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithfaegan.blogspot.com/2009/02/tuesday-03rd-february-2009.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208470624032269913/posts/default/8183506387091692917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208470624032269913/posts/default/8183506387091692917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithfaegan.blogspot.com/2009/02/tuesday-03rd-february-2009.html' title='Tuesday, 03rd February 2009'/><author><name>Sharleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11637338499905455572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_93ApA8DXXHo/TQ79W6aV03I/AAAAAAAAABg/O8rhEwvHTVk/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-208470624032269913.post-9182025780236614823</id><published>2009-01-20T10:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T10:52:45.132+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday, 20th January 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Is the market really that bad until companies delay the 13th month salaries to their staffs?  Hmmm...I'm wondering what causes all the delays?  With CNY round the corner, most employess are very much looking forward to received their bonus.  I believes some already received while some haven't.  Like me, I have yet to receive any news on it.  My brother is expecting too from his company.  Is it some kind of company policies not to issue the bonus earlier or could it be because of the poor economic situtation.  Anyone knows?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Poor people like us who work and struggle hard to earn a living basically very much depends on this 13th month salary to celebrate the new year.  With the late issuance it could only mean a last minute preparation due to no extra budget available.  Hahahaha.  How true is this, I wonder...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Didn't had the chance to drop a few lines on Sunday and Monday.  Basically nothing much or rather interesting happens.  Just that did a little bit of shopping.  Shop for shoes only and brought Prince Faegan to see the doctor again.  His cough is getting more worse.  Tonight might bring him to see doctor as he has yet to recover and not getting any better as well.  Poor fella.  Only 4 months turning 5 months next week and is already having flu and cough.  As for yesterday, was busy with work and my manager was back from travelling.  Thus, difficulty to blog.  Besides that, I have work to do as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;At the moment I'm all alone in the office so I quickly take the opportunity to write something.  Smart?  Perhaps not that smart.  I need to send my car to workshop before CNY but don't know when to send.  The belting and bearings having problems and making an awful loud annoying noise.  People can hear the sound outside but not me cause normally I switched on the radio very loud or listen to CDs with loud volumes.  LoL.  So got to get that done ASAP.  Besides, it is dangerous as well.  It might jammed the wheels suddenly while driving.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Still not looking forward to CNY.  The mood is just not there.  Wondering why.  It's like 5 to 6 days more to CNY and basically I'm just not eager about it.  I let my kids' dad to do all the necessary preparations.  I will not interfere.  Bad?  Nah....He's the family man.  The Head.  So let him do it while I just take care of my kids.  I won't be doing the cooking as well for the CNY eve dinner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Still have not retrieve any photos out yet.  Please please give me some time.  I will get it done ASAP I hope.  'Til then, sayonara.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/208470624032269913-9182025780236614823?l=faithfaegan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithfaegan.blogspot.com/feeds/9182025780236614823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithfaegan.blogspot.com/2009/01/tuesday-20th-january-2009.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208470624032269913/posts/default/9182025780236614823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208470624032269913/posts/default/9182025780236614823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithfaegan.blogspot.com/2009/01/tuesday-20th-january-2009.html' title='Tuesday, 20th January 2009'/><author><name>Sharleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11637338499905455572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_93ApA8DXXHo/TQ79W6aV03I/AAAAAAAAABg/O8rhEwvHTVk/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-208470624032269913.post-7512163143262846656</id><published>2009-01-16T16:51:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T09:04:31.654+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I believe everyone always looking forward for Fridays and will go like TGF!!! Hahaha....It's true somehow. Friday do indicates weekends are coming and no working for like 2 days? Some companies do not open on Saturdays while some do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for me, I'm working on Saturdays alright but only for half a day. And I get 1 (One, Uno, Yat) Saturday off every month. Consider okay but weekends are always a boring and tiring one for me. I never say working is good but not even a single day I'm looking forward to. Some may ask why and some don't bother to know. Basically I'm so mentally and physically tired. With work, life, family, kids. There's nothing for me to look forward to. You may think I'm cruel but I don't know. Don't get me wrong. I love my kids. I do. They are the most precious gifts in my whole life that God has ever given to me. But the challenges and difficulties I'm going through are just so hard to bear. The burdens are just so damn heavy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, CNY is just really round the corner. Next Saturday will be CNY eve's eve. Hahaha....Hopefully won't confuse anyone. I have yet done any preparation. Kids new clothes are done. Not my own. Only manage to get two pants and one T-Shirt. Planning to do some shopping later after work. Need to get myself a good pair of shoes. Kids' daddy need to shop for goodies for CNY. Hopefully a good weather so that it will be easier for us to move around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a coffee drinker but perhaps I should start to be one. Reason? I hardly can open my eyes now. I'm so lack of sleep. Prince Faegan has been up most of the time due to cough and flu. Lots of mucus in throat causing him difficulty to sleep well and can't drink much milk. Poor fella. Hopefully the medicine given to him will cure him fast. Else I can see the chubby Prince Faegan losing weight and losing the chubbiness. Princess Faith not so good as well. Still having cough. Suspected she's the one spreading the germs / virus to her brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have yet to transfer any photos out from my hp to post up. Will try to get it done soon I hope. Schedules kinda too pack. Would love to post up my kids photo here. Til then, sayonara...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/208470624032269913-7512163143262846656?l=faithfaegan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithfaegan.blogspot.com/feeds/7512163143262846656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithfaegan.blogspot.com/2009/01/saturday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208470624032269913/posts/default/7512163143262846656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208470624032269913/posts/default/7512163143262846656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithfaegan.blogspot.com/2009/01/saturday.html' title='Saturday'/><author><name>Sharleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11637338499905455572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_93ApA8DXXHo/TQ79W6aV03I/AAAAAAAAABg/O8rhEwvHTVk/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-208470624032269913.post-4847928709922850324</id><published>2009-01-16T16:19:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T09:05:17.482+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Introduction'/><title type='text'>Intro, Intro, &amp; Intro~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I have the intention to write blogs ages ago but it just never started. Only today I took the initiative to register and to start writing blogs. Babe told me that she supports me and I must always update it. I hope I can keep up the rythm to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically I think I will just blog anything that comes through my mind whether it's personal, family, works or anything that happens around me or whatever I see on the road in my day to day journeys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this will be the first post. Next post should come out real soon I hope. I can see I will face lots of challenge in writing blogs as I hardly can find any quiet time for myself and what more to say to blog. Even now while typing the phone rings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. That's life. So 'til then, sayonara...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/208470624032269913-4847928709922850324?l=faithfaegan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithfaegan.blogspot.com/feeds/4847928709922850324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithfaegan.blogspot.com/2009/01/intro-intro-intro.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208470624032269913/posts/default/4847928709922850324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208470624032269913/posts/default/4847928709922850324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithfaegan.blogspot.com/2009/01/intro-intro-intro.html' title='Intro, Intro, &amp; Intro~'/><author><name>Sharleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11637338499905455572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_93ApA8DXXHo/TQ79W6aV03I/AAAAAAAAABg/O8rhEwvHTVk/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
