tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-52889362012-02-03T09:04:59.891+08:00In the beginning...Izwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06072038782063177568noreply@blogger.comBlogger1641100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5288936.post-36938437540542722932011-09-18T18:45:00.001+08:002011-09-18T18:45:22.061+08:00

I received this article via email from my father. An eye-opener to how fatal stress can be to a person than we give it credit for...From No Stress To Fatal Stress  "I would like to share with you an actual but very sad occurrence which Ihope may get you guys to ponder over what constitutes anxieties, extremities and unnecessary over reactions. A long story... but worthreading for lessons learned.

Izwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06072038782063177568noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5288936.post-76948791136364182532011-09-10T09:26:00.001+08:002011-09-10T09:26:44.573+08:00

Something funny has been happening to this blog of late. It seems to lead you to a blogrolling site whenever you get here. I know i've been on a long hiatus, but it does worry me to think if all i've written here suddenly disappears. It's kinda like a small archive of my life...

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It has been a long time since any last meaningful update here... So much has happened. But too little (or almost nil) inspiration to write. I guess this is what happens to you when you're all work and no play. A big part of inside you dies. You become dull...

Izwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06072038782063177568noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5288936.post-65779249599232025292010-09-14T17:56:00.003+08:002010-09-14T18:49:22.598+08:00

A day before Hari Raya Aidilfitri, I went out to run some pre-Raya errands. I had some important documents to send through the snail-mail, and they was also the small matter of having the car checked and serviced before our long distance journey up north over the Raya period. I had all the errands lined up nicely, and to my estimation I would have them all done by 3pm, giving me sufficient time

Izwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06072038782063177568noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5288936.post-47671216971081574372010-09-11T19:05:00.003+08:002010-09-11T19:33:48.202+08:00

A couple of days ago, Insyirah raised a curious subject for a conversation. I was driving the car at the time, with Insyirah sitting in the front seat with me, properly strapped in her booster seat. Wifey and Ihsan were in the back seat. It was the second weekend in the month of Ramadhan and we were driving to Subang Parade for some pre-Raya shopping.I noticed that she was in considerable deep

Izwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06072038782063177568noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5288936.post-46630676145203138232010-06-04T17:15:00.003+08:002010-06-04T17:21:25.506+08:00

I just wrote my first Malay letter in years! I didn't actually have to do so, but having spoken to the particular official whom I had to raise my issues with in my (formal) mother-tongue language, I felt obliged to follow up with a Malay email when I was asked to write in for a formal explanation of events.So here is my first formal letter written in Malay in years. I'm actually quite proud of it

Izwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06072038782063177568noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5288936.post-6545995283283210282009-11-04T22:15:00.000+08:002009-11-04T22:16:48.410+08:00

Ameer Ihsan catching a nap... :)

Izwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06072038782063177568noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5288936.post-72069706194655272412009-07-21T20:46:00.001+08:002009-07-21T20:46:53.962+08:00

I read the following piece of news from Yahoo today. I just find it simply amazing how a couple could be separated for such a long time, and still enough love for each other after all those years to be together again. I mean, 16 years is not a short space of time. Imagine how many people you could have met in that time, and the number of times you could have fallen in and out of love. Having said

Izwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06072038782063177568noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5288936.post-37913659942442853192009-07-19T13:18:00.002+08:002009-07-19T13:22:34.185+08:00

I read this article on the online version of the UK newspaper, The Times. The list of things that women do that actually end up to really good use... ;-)101 uses for a woman - Times OnlineShared via AddThis

Izwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06072038782063177568noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5288936.post-47113271963957944792009-07-07T23:49:00.000+08:002009-07-07T23:50:10.739+08:00

At 12.37pm today, my wife safely delivered a healthy, most adorable baby boy to our roost. I will now have a friend to watch football with.. :)Welcome to our family, Ameer Ihsan... We love you so dearly.Alhamdulillah...

Izwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06072038782063177568noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5288936.post-64822041092245410492009-06-17T01:50:00.001+08:002009-06-16T23:42:24.324+08:00

I've recently registered myself for the KL Marathon which will be taking place on the 28 June. Before you gasp and start wondering whether i will ever be able to undertake such a gargantuan challenge, let me clarify further that the category i'll be running under is the 10 km run, and not exactly the full marathon, which would have required me to run a distance of over 40 km. In fact, this won't

Izwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06072038782063177568noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5288936.post-49015483107970232252009-06-11T10:07:00.000+08:002009-06-10T22:02:39.872+08:00

I watched on TV3 news tonight of the passing of the Malaysian actor who has been prominent in the film industry here, and was well known for his versatility and engaging portrayal of every role he has played. Shukery Hashim, passed away at 1.15pm today at UKM hospital after a 3 months battle with pancreatic cancer. In fact, he was one of the few actors who actually had enough pull factor to make

Izwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06072038782063177568noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5288936.post-58553708940166176002009-06-10T04:07:00.000+08:002009-06-09T16:03:14.423+08:00

Wifey and i were sorting our examination dockets for our paper tomorrow earlier today. Both of us will be taking one of our final part paper for a professional accounting qualification. It has become somewhat a concern to wifey where we will be seated in tomorrow's exam. Being close to the end of her pregnancy now, she is worried if the emergency moment ever happens in the midst of our

Izwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06072038782063177568noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5288936.post-38805041350432691932009-06-09T06:13:00.001+08:002009-06-09T07:13:39.916+08:00

A recent unfortunate event that befelled me has made me to re-assess the whole unfortunate scenario once again, and in the typical optimistic me, attempted at assessing how things could have been a lot worse. So i've come up with comparative scenarios that might be relevant to almost anyone, and in doing so, hopefully will convince myself and others who might have encountered the same (or will do

Izwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06072038782063177568noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5288936.post-89168704379379641992009-06-06T04:28:00.000+08:002009-06-05T16:23:35.410+08:00

I am struggling to stay awake at the moment, in the library where i'm doing my revision. Had a so-so lunch, but the cendol after the friday prayers probably is taking its toll on me now. I know cold beverage is a no-no to me, especially under the heat of the mid-day sun, but as always i lost out to temptation. I blame this on Affeedz.. If only he had not asked whether i was interested to have

Izwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06072038782063177568noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5288936.post-44509329202778991302009-06-05T01:15:00.000+08:002009-06-04T13:10:32.429+08:00

I am currently on study leave for my professional exams next week (yup people, it is that time of the year again). So i'll be away from the frantic life of the office and will be in the head-cracking mode of a student for the next couple of days at least. Will have to dig in deep for that student grey matter of mine, having using it so sparingly of late. Work challenges require different capacity

Izwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06072038782063177568noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5288936.post-63499819045636467392009-05-26T22:02:00.002+08:002009-05-26T22:37:34.843+08:00

Memory.It is such a funny thing. One can be as forgetful as forgetting where he left his socks in a matter of a few minutes after taking it out from the socks drawer (like I always do in the morning), while at the same time very able to reminisce some moments from a very long time ago.Have you ever placed some emotional attachment to certain songs, smell, music, places or any experience that

Izwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06072038782063177568noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5288936.post-8943742327080351742009-05-26T07:24:00.001+08:002009-05-25T21:25:42.735+08:00

I've had to send my HTC handphone back to the dealer for another round of repair after my most recent discovery of another problem with the phone. And mind you, i had just got back the phone from the dealer for a couple days for a different problem when that happened. They had detained the phone for 2 weeks then, and i was told it would take another 2 weeks for them to sort this recent problem

Izwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06072038782063177568noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5288936.post-65050556621914389552009-05-23T11:38:00.001+08:002009-05-23T11:38:55.236+08:00

I've not been feeling so great of late. My mind has been racing with millions of thoughts since Thursday morning, that whenever i close my eyes, some of those thoughts are so clear i can see them so vividly like in a dream. I wonder whether it's because of what i ate that Wednesday night: an original glazed and a half each of strawberry and hershey sprinkled Krispy Kreme donuts. It was my first

Izwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06072038782063177568noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5288936.post-54293706860616447452009-04-25T09:01:00.002+08:002009-04-25T09:20:15.813+08:00

We finally managed to register the girls for kindergarten last Tuesday after having delayed it for months. The school term had started as early as January, but then since Hannah was due to travel with her parents to Germany in February, we had planned to put it off until March. But work came like tornadoes after that and we never got around to doing it. After much nagging from my mum, we finally

Izwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06072038782063177568noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5288936.post-53453541572160375852009-04-19T02:44:00.001+08:002009-04-19T02:44:10.062+08:00

Arsenal were largely disappointing in the quarter final FA Cup game against Chelsea. The players were not just off form on the day, but they were simply poor.Diaby would take most of the brunt of my complain. I would just stop short of saying he was the reason we lost the game. Posession in the centre of midfield were lost too cheaply by him in defense and while attacking. He was dribbling the

Izwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06072038782063177568noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5288936.post-43188962356781927542009-04-12T16:26:00.001+08:002009-04-12T16:26:26.025+08:00

My life had been going at a frantic place sometime between January and March this year. And as you may suspect, as sad as it sounds, it was all due to office work commitments. It was so bad that I had to stay up as late as after midnight and get up as early as before fajr to make sure I sticked to deadlines. My mind was constantly running financial numbers, analysis that i was even doing them in

Izwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06072038782063177568noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5288936.post-48633072439643455282009-03-15T22:45:00.001+08:002009-03-15T22:45:33.167+08:00

Insyirah, dozing off in the shopping trolley while we were doing our grocery shopping. Kids get away with taking such power naps whenever their eyes feel like it. The simplicity implied behind their behaviours and actions reflects such purity and innocence, of life yet burdened with responsibilities and problems, of mind yet tainted with troubles and draining thoughts. How blissfull...

Izwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06072038782063177568noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5288936.post-11307218973231325462009-03-14T20:51:00.000+08:002009-03-14T20:52:01.857+08:00

Hannah and Insyirah posing as Minnie Mouse and Daisy Duck respectively. Was running some chores earlier this afternoon and the 2 insisted to tag along. They turned out to be quite a handful and yours truly ended up feeling a bit stretched at the end of the day. I take my hat off to my mum, who somehow has managed to look after these 2 cheeky girls every day when we're at work. You're the best mum!

Izwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06072038782063177568noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5288936.post-62228298961980477952009-03-01T12:12:00.003+08:002009-03-01T12:25:01.520+08:00

I bumped into this piece of news about this new football prodigy, currently plying his shimmying and dazzling dribbling of the ball in France. His name is Madin Mohammed and really amazing bagful of tricks and skills this boy has. The skills he has is way beyond me, even if I spent every day of my working hours of 8am - 5pm 7 days a week, 365 days a year for the rest of my life. Simply incredible

Izwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06072038782063177568noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5288936.post-60802721832820676422009-02-16T00:25:00.000+08:002009-02-16T00:26:38.961+08:00

I have been wanting to get Insyirah a fish for a pet for some time now. I have noticed that she's taken a particular fondness for our swimming scaly friends of late, most noticeably after she had gotten herself to watch that ultimate movie about fish (for kids at least), Finding Nemo. So, while waiting for our turn in our now monthly appointment to see my wife's doctor on Saturday, we took the

Izwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06072038782063177568noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5288936.post-59217158027664958302009-02-12T00:15:00.000+08:002009-02-12T00:16:01.026+08:00

... But so little time. Work has been piling up so fast of late i don't even have the chance to reflect what's happening. It's just a matter of getting things out of my out-tray as fast as i can at the moment, and chasing the deadlines that have been set for me. At this rate, i doubt i can even complete all that is in my plate now, even if i stay up 24/7 doing them. Must keep going... But i'm

Izwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06072038782063177568noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5288936.post-63363387949191182442009-02-09T00:03:00.002+08:002009-02-09T00:18:45.623+08:00

I read this interesting article from Yahoo! This would definitely give a great sense of hope, not to mention relief, for people like me who is not just on the border line between being overweight and obese, but also finding that time is increasingly a premium to be spared for a decent exercise. If this article is anything to go by, then it means that I won't really have to spend that much of a

Izwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06072038782063177568noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5288936.post-90982157429207371702009-02-06T20:46:00.000+08:002009-02-06T20:47:08.174+08:00

I am in a meeting at the moment, although my heart is screaming to go home. Been going home so late this last week I don't get to spend enough time with Insyirah. Wifey was planning to go out tonight and take Insyirah for an outing when the boss told me to stay back until 830pm. It is 8.45pm now and meeting doesn't look like ending soon.:(

Izwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06072038782063177568noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5288936.post-47823961747752653092009-02-04T00:50:00.000+08:002009-02-04T00:51:21.363+08:00

In human relations, I believe there are certain things that go without saying. For instance, when you're sitting in a bus and you see an elderly man, or maybe a heavily pregnant lady - someone whom probably deserves a seat more than you by virtue of their condition or age -standing with much effort because there is no available seat on the bus, would you wait for someone to tell you to offer

Izwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06072038782063177568noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5288936.post-13915627966637430602009-02-01T11:58:00.007+08:002009-02-01T12:45:13.829+08:00

I don't intend to lose the fight just yet...Of late, I have been the feeling like I'm playing the character of Neo played by Keanu Reeves in the classic cult film trilogy of The Matrix, squaring off with hundreds and thousands of multiplying Agent Smiths, feeling like I'm constantly on the verge of losing the fight. For those who are not too familiar with the Matrix movies to make sense of the

Izwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06072038782063177568noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5288936.post-41029071503973326962009-01-27T08:04:00.000+08:002009-01-27T08:05:05.329+08:00

I aroused early in the morning today hoping to catch sunrise. Unfortunately, the sky at the horizon was too cloudy to enable me to witness the grandiose event of beginning of day. By the moment the sun showed itself rising above the clouds in the horizon, it was already rather high. Nevertheless, it was still a sight to behold. The sea is such an amazing and overwhelming sight to behold. Standing

Izwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06072038782063177568noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5288936.post-67319829603014721372009-01-27T00:23:00.000+08:002009-01-27T00:24:17.890+08:00

This year, Chinese New Year brought a greater significance to my family than the usual customs of oranges and the blaring sounds of lion dance performances. For the first time, we got an insider's view of how the Chinese celebrates it.My brother's wife, Farah is half Chinese and since her Chinese roots are in Kuala Terengganu, we decided to coincide our annual trip to the East Coast this year

Izwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06072038782063177568noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5288936.post-37397867378754582072009-01-21T23:44:00.001+08:002009-01-21T23:44:58.758+08:00

Wifey has been cravings for long sandwiches of late. Hence, we've been having dinner at Subway over the last 3 days. I guess I can't complain. Just over a month ago I was having cravings for char kuey teow and instant noodles almost every other night. In my case it was stress-induced. At least wifey can claim that her cravings are healthier, and of course offers much more class. I read somewhere

Izwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06072038782063177568noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5288936.post-14746122010814759522009-01-21T07:51:00.001+08:002009-01-21T07:51:55.897+08:00

A picture of wifey and Insyirah while we were in Cameron Highlands a couple of weeks ago. Insyirah looks a little rapper with her standing pose. The climate up there was cool and refreshing. An ideal getaway from the usual hustle and bustle routine of the city!

Izwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06072038782063177568noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5288936.post-7160389272643350312009-01-20T23:19:00.002+08:002009-01-21T00:00:47.789+08:00

This post is a test. It's a beginning of a new blogging era if it works. :)

Izwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06072038782063177568noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5288936.post-32614429931985941632009-01-18T22:59:00.002+08:002009-01-18T23:16:15.047+08:00

Although 2009 is already 19 days old as of today, I hope it is still not too late for me to wish everyone out there a Happy New Year!The year 2008 has been most eventful and wonderful, for me and those who are close to me at least. Nothing really extraordinary happened, but when you've got your loved ones, your health, a job to ensure the paycheck keeps coming in and a shelter to live in, you

Izwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06072038782063177568noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5288936.post-88785272013388101382008-11-23T13:13:00.003+08:002008-11-23T13:52:51.825+08:00

The season that had started so promisingly, is beginning to show cracks that is threatening to derail not just the team's chances for the whole season, but also the near future of the team.Yeah, we had lost some really calibre players in the off-season before the season even started. But then, the young players performed encouragingly and deservingly of some plaudits that they received then in

Izwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06072038782063177568noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5288936.post-53063641714498152332008-10-05T13:30:00.014+08:002008-10-06T01:20:42.217+08:00

It has been a long while since my last posting.And how ironic it is, that my last posting spoke about the progress of my resolution for the year 2008, and how I was beaming with pride at the rate of updates I had been posting on my blog up to that point. And all of a sudden after that last post, I just lost all interest to write.Perhaps it was the well-worn excuse of being busy with work. Or

Izwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06072038782063177568noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5288936.post-40421105178446388112008-04-19T12:34:00.002+08:002008-04-19T13:32:31.087+08:00

The famous saying goes, time and tide waits for no man, and before you could even ask "what happened?", the year 2008 is almost 1/3 through. It feels like it was only so recently that I made a posting on my resolution at the beginning of this year, and walla, what do you know? It's already April and there's exactly 256 days left to the year.Whoa!Back in my studying days, countdowns can have quite

Izwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06072038782063177568noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5288936.post-61383522927039919942008-04-13T15:04:00.003+08:002008-04-13T22:23:46.979+08:00

I recently discovered something fun on the internet. It was actually advertised as one of the advertisements on my Adsense, and being the games buff I have always been, couldn't resist clicking the link and found out what it is all about. It is a sort of management game, which from the look, feel and theme of it, I gather is created by a Malaysian. Malaysia Boleh! and bravo for that. It never

Izwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06072038782063177568noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5288936.post-55760846303961564602008-04-08T22:54:00.007+08:002008-04-08T23:54:29.945+08:00

After performing my Maghrib prayers with my parents in their room, I returned to my room to get ready to go out for dinner. I was greeted by my wife at the door, who looked distressed. Something was amiss.“What’s going on?”, I asked.Wifey had walked away from the door almost immediately she had opened it, and responded distressfully, “Your wedding ring is missing. Insyirah was playing with it

Izwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06072038782063177568noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5288936.post-62469229073953047782008-04-07T22:05:00.003+08:002008-04-07T22:50:53.220+08:00

It has been a long while since I posted anything meaningful in here. Well, it has actually been just over a month, but if my resolution for this year is anything to go by, the rate of update has been rather poor. But it feels like my excuses are more valid this time, because when I say that I’ve been busy with work this time, I REALLY have been busy with work. Work in my previous place now feels

Izwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06072038782063177568noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5288936.post-87469922947844754042008-03-15T15:22:00.004+08:002008-04-13T22:25:00.934+08:00

My mind is currently in a dilemma. A part of it is telling me that I need to focus on the task at hand and complete whatever the tasks that I had set myself to complete when I arrived at the office today at 12.36pm, while another part is saying "Go home you idiot!". After having completed one of the many assignments I have so ambitiously planned to do today, my mind suddenly drove itself into a

Izwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06072038782063177568noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5288936.post-82098093822162233182008-03-08T22:25:00.006+08:002008-03-09T00:07:43.726+08:00

It has been some time since my last update here. I have been rather preoccupied with work, up to the point that whenever I did get the chance to turn on the computer, I would feel rather guilty if it was not work related. I know it's crazy, but the way work is (and I foresee it will continue for some time) now, it is a situation that is quite inevitable for the time being.Road Trip to the

Izwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06072038782063177568noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5288936.post-62345654526862750562008-02-17T12:56:00.006+08:002008-02-17T13:55:24.016+08:00

The weekend has been a hectic one for me. Basically, it has been hectic since the beginning of last week when I had to go to Jakarta for a one day business trip. There is just so much to do in so little time, it feels like being asked to eat 5 large super supreme pizzas in 5 minutes, only that eating pizzas would at least be a more attractive proposition. In my quest to try get more things done

Izwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06072038782063177568noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5288936.post-49635837413882693532008-02-08T11:18:00.000+08:002008-02-08T17:33:54.101+08:00

Today is the second day of the Chinese New Year public holiday in Malaysia. I am currently lounging at home with Insyirah, although Insyirah won't exactly allow me to lounge around when I'm with her alone at home. When I'm at home, she gets rather restless when I'm out of her sight. She'll be clinging on me all the time, which makes it rather difficult for me to do anything else. It's 'Abah do

Izwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06072038782063177568noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5288936.post-4830928468342372272008-02-03T18:28:00.000+08:002008-02-03T18:45:16.353+08:00

Back at the top...Arsenal gave another outstanding display of their attractive brand of football to brush aside a Man City side 3-1 in an EPL game last night. The scoreline flattered a lil bit, although the Gunners were clearly the dominant team throughout the game. The victory was rather satisfying, given that Man City have been unbeaten throughout the season at their home venue and were

Izwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06072038782063177568noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5288936.post-40322295373224127902008-01-29T20:20:00.000+08:002008-01-29T21:02:35.830+08:00

In my room on a Sunday evening, a conversation between 2 girls were overheard:Hannah: Insyirah... let's play robot.Insyirah: (Preoccupied with doing her stuffs... not really responding to Hannah's invitation).Hannah then takes an empty medium sized basket meant for filling folded, newly washed clothes and puts it over Insyirah's head.Insyirah now looks like a medium sized lampshade, and walks

Izwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06072038782063177568noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5288936.post-6771804290938249152008-01-27T00:19:00.001+08:002008-01-27T18:41:29.998+08:00

I've been reading John Steinbeck's classic Of Mice and Men these last two weeks. The book can be considered to be a light read, with only 113 pages thick. An avid reader with better discipline and focus would probably be able to finish reading it in one sitting. However, I on the other hand suffers from the habit of wanting to take in word for word any literature that I read, hence I read very

Izwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06072038782063177568noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5288936.post-82859666831614691742008-01-26T23:14:00.000+08:002008-01-27T00:13:19.126+08:00

Due to various reasons, I didn't get to post the progress of my Weight Loss Challenge last week. I was preoccupied with the Family Day event last Saturday, and as you would note I wasn't feeling well the day after with high fever, which I suspect was due to the strong coffee that I had on Sunday morning. Or maybe it was the 1 and a half Domino's pizzas which I over-sprinkled with chilli flakes on

Izwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06072038782063177568noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5288936.post-25945973522628563202008-01-21T13:33:00.000+08:002008-01-21T13:50:47.523+08:00

I am currently not feeling too well, down with a high fever since yesterday morning. I had anticipated my body to show some effects from the exertions of the Family Day on Saturday, but little did I expect myself to get a fever as a result. I was actually feeling fine until Sunday morning when, window shopping at Centrepoint Bandar Utama, I suddenly felt a draining sensation that made me want to

Izwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06072038782063177568noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5288936.post-73177864510241818922008-01-19T16:28:00.000+08:002008-01-19T20:43:50.889+08:00

The department of the company I work in held a Family Day event at the Putrajaya Botanical Garden today. To be honest, I had been looking forward to this event with some great anticipation. I guess such events are more meaningful to you when you already have a family to bring with you, as compared to when you're still single. I have been to a number of family day events in the past, but the

Izwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06072038782063177568noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5288936.post-28683781591330589192008-01-16T22:23:00.000+08:002008-01-16T22:39:14.421+08:00

I came across this article today while I was browsing the office online publication board, and couldn't help nodding my head in agreement while reading it. The writer gives ideas and suggestions on what we can do to boost our career advancement and a package that could give us satisfaction both on the work and domestic front. A lot of good things for anyone who intends to not just do well in

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Today marks the first week since the start of my Weight Loss Challenge. I wrote in my blog a week ago of my target to lose a certain amount of weight and inches this year, as part of my resolution for the year 2008. Goodbye to the old fat and unfit Izwan, and by the end of this year hopefully we can say hello to a brand new and fit me. I believe one of the challenges faced by anyone attempting to

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We were at Sunway Pyramid today. The place has changed a lot since the last time I was there, which to put it into perspective, was only about 4 months ago. They have opened a new wing now called Pyramid 2, in extension of the old wing of the shopping centre. It made us feel disoriented a little bit, and we were suppossed to meet up with the rest of my family for lunch. My father and brother DD

Izwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06072038782063177568noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5288936.post-43202155510580794292008-01-07T22:57:00.000+08:002008-01-07T23:36:48.995+08:00

I know this is rather belated, but then it has only occured to this slow pea-brained of mine that family birthdays make excellent themes on one's personal blogs! Silly me... Happy 33rd birthday Affeedz! May you have many prosperous years ahead of you, and all your dreams come true! Unless of course if your dream includes Liverpool winning the Champions League or the English Premier League, then I

Izwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06072038782063177568noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5288936.post-30345658067957842702008-01-06T12:27:00.000+08:002008-01-06T12:59:31.451+08:00

Anyone who has been to my blog over the last couple of weeks would have noticed the significant changes that have been taking place here. For those who have not been here since forever (well, not surprisingly given the pathetic rate of updates here previously) would have felt like someone who only came back to Malaysia after having been abroad for over 30 years. I've made substantial feature

Izwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06072038782063177568noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5288936.post-20210147455467546582008-01-05T12:33:00.001+08:002008-01-05T14:43:53.204+08:00

Nope, I'm not pregnant...The difference between the word 'fit' and 'fat' is merely the vowel that is between the letter f and t, but in physical terms the difference could not have been more significant. And not to mention the ease and difficulty to transfrom from one form to another and vice versa.When I was younger, the issue of weight problem seem like someone else's problem. Up to my teenage

Izwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06072038782063177568noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5288936.post-84233672121331730862008-01-01T10:26:00.000+08:002008-01-05T14:03:15.837+08:00

The Year 2008 began with a bang...Welcome 2008!I know the phrase sounds rather cliched, but time really does fly. It feels like it wasn't that long ago that we were celebrating the coming of 2007, and now lo and behold, 2007 has already left us. I realise that the older we get, the faster time seems to pass. I read somewhere in a science magazine that explains why time seems to go by faster with

Izwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06072038782063177568noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5288936.post-34698401288952151092007-12-25T13:29:00.001+08:002008-01-05T13:59:38.319+08:00

Today is the last day of my relatively long leave from work before having to go back to the office tomorrow. Last days such as these always have me feeling depressed. Spending the last few moments of freedom away from work, from all sorts of problems that crop up with it, the difficult people, bosses, situations etc. I have deliberately ignored to open my office e-mail since my leave began last

Izwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06072038782063177568noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5288936.post-3070341287804677472007-08-19T16:04:00.000+08:002008-01-05T13:59:38.320+08:00

It has been a most hectic week, filled with so much fanfare, firstly from Insyirah's 2nd birthday bash last Sunday, and secondly from my mother in law's graduation ceremony which took place in the middle of last week. And of course when there's such fanfare, chances are you will get yourself all drained up in the after event. Insyirah's 2nd Birthday Bash, 12 August 2007The birthday party was a

Izwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06072038782063177568noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5288936.post-52848118462994297372007-08-09T18:29:00.001+08:002008-01-05T14:00:05.630+08:00

The issue of money and ways on how to make more of it has always become a favourite suject to many. Many can't buy you love, or all the happiness in the world, but it does get the going much easier if you have more it than less. Who wouldn't want that extra thousand bucks if you could make it. It sure does make meeting my monthly financial obligations easier and more breathing space

Izwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06072038782063177568noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5288936.post-82492832590711544472007-08-08T23:32:00.000+08:002007-08-09T08:32:49.629+08:00

My beloved daughter, that precious little angel of mine by the name of Nuha Insyirah, turned 2 years old today! Yes it has been 2 years since that cheeky little angel, by the grace of God, came to grace our lives. 2 years of patience, of getting up in the middle of the night making her milk, 2 years of playing with baby pee and poo, getting the ocassional vomit on my clothes. Yes

Izwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06072038782063177568noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5288936.post-17981910275300195182007-08-05T13:26:00.000+08:002008-01-05T13:59:38.320+08:00

These last couple of days, I have come to learn (or perhaps rediscover) the art of listening to the voices within me again. Before I get anybody alarmed suspecting that I'm beginning to suffer from schizophrenia, let me reassure you it's not THAT kind of voices I'm talking about. It is the voice of your heart, or what the malays would call 'suara hati', which in my interpretation at least, asks

Izwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06072038782063177568noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5288936.post-71233460103680000762007-05-24T19:06:00.000+08:002008-01-05T14:05:03.147+08:00

It has been a long while since I went to watch a movie at the cinemas. Ever since Insyirah was born, trips to the cinemas can be counted with fingers in one hand. Well to be precise, before Tuesday's trip to watch the latest of the Spiderman movies, the only other time I had gone to the movies post-Insyirah was to watch the Da Vinci Code. Even then I didn't go with wifey who chose to stay home

Izwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06072038782063177568noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5288936.post-37474633842108285202007-05-08T20:37:00.000+08:002007-05-08T21:14:54.608+08:00

I've thought to myself: My daughter has turned almost 2 years old, and really I have not kept a journal or any literature of her developments and antics over that period of time. It sort of hit me recently that certain things about watching her grow up that I considered to be novelties when they first happened are beginning to slip from my memory, and if I do not record them somehow somewhere it

Izwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06072038782063177568noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5288936.post-1770643103052718702007-05-02T17:44:00.000+08:002008-01-05T13:59:38.320+08:00

My morale has not been very good of late. Been battered by a combination of too much work and having to tolerate the gross incompetence of someone who is so bad that I honestly feel like jumping out of the window of my office on the 35th floor just to avoid myself from killing her. I have been trying to achieve a lot of things today, working at home since yesterday and today are public holidays,

Izwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06072038782063177568noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5288936.post-75959202793639102112007-02-22T08:51:00.000+08:002008-01-05T13:59:38.320+08:00

Drove back to KL last night from Ipoh, which effectively was our last leg of the round Malaysia road trip for the Chinese New Year holidays. Yesterday was supposed to be a working day, but knowing how horrifying traffic on the highway could get on the last day of the holiday with KL citizens all heading back towards the city, I had already planned leave for yesterday. Traffic was still quite

Izwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06072038782063177568noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5288936.post-11628659226812632722007-02-21T12:58:00.000+08:002008-01-05T13:59:38.321+08:00

My family and I went on a road trip this Chinese New Year, spanning between Johor in the south and Perak in the north, covering a total distance journeyed of over 1,000km. Apart from the crazy road traffic in these festive times, I've always liked going on long road trips. So many memories can be made from such long journeys, and I have quite a few stored in my collection of nostalgias, namely my

Izwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06072038782063177568noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5288936.post-1165675244314292652006-12-09T22:14:00.000+08:002008-01-05T13:59:38.321+08:00

This last couple of days I have been a bit busy. Very, very preoccupied in fact. And strangely, only when I am under such circumstances would I actually function the best. To be fair, I need not get myself under this situation if only I had had the drive to get things done way before they are due. And again to be fair, it's not that I had not tried getting myself started, it's just that without

Izwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06072038782063177568noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5288936.post-1163955968314849162006-11-20T00:31:00.000+08:002008-01-05T13:59:38.322+08:00

It is very late at night now, 12.24am of Monday morning to be exact. I should be in bed by now, after having gone through a rather long and eventful weekend. The pace of the weekend was rather frantic and before I knew it, it is now already very late of Sunday night (or rather, very early of Monday morning!)I guess my mind is still in tune with the frantic pace all weekend and am finding it

Izwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06072038782063177568noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5288936.post-1163905233729655642006-11-19T10:50:00.000+08:002008-01-05T13:59:38.322+08:00

I went to visit the dentist last Wednesday. It was no easy feat for me, considering the phobia that I have about meeting dentists. It was my first visit in 3 years, and the last visit was made more out of necessity rather than routine as I had a severe tooth ache that I couldn’t bear any longer and in pain and desperation I somehow got over the phobia temporarily and braced myself to see the

Izwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06072038782063177568noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5288936.post-1163120158894244442006-11-10T08:34:00.000+08:002008-01-05T13:59:38.322+08:00

My company will hold its Raya Open House for the staffs today at one of the hotels in KL, and everyone's asked to turn up with their spankiest outfit. The Open House is scheduled to take place in the afternoon after the Friday prayers but I believe given the excitement and huha that has come with its anticipation, not much can be established in the office in the morning. As you can imagine, the

Izwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06072038782063177568noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5288936.post-1162427563004764592006-11-02T08:22:00.000+08:002008-01-05T14:05:35.399+08:00

I love this poem by Rudyard Kipling. It is a good poem to lift the spirits when you're down in the dumps and self doubts begin to creep in. Something classy to recite when you want to reassure someone who needs upliftings words. A good reminder for one not to lose his/her head in the hardest adversity, or even when in the grandest of triumphs. It is a poem that tells the differences between a boy

Izwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06072038782063177568noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5288936.post-1162290918831387182006-10-31T18:33:00.000+08:002008-01-05T14:07:47.998+08:00

Did one of the many million tests they have in blogthings when my brain shut down and I kept failing to jump start it at work today. And what have I found out about myself?You Are Super SpicyYou're a little bit crazy, a little bit naughty, and a whole lot of sexy.You go beyond hot - you set people's senses on fire!Are You Hot?Yeah baby yeah! (say it the way Mike Myers do…)

Izwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06072038782063177568noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5288936.post-1162271572383223772006-10-31T13:11:00.000+08:002008-01-05T14:07:47.998+08:00

It is my second day at work, and already I’m feeling overwhelmed by work. Of course I was prepared for the barrages of work that was waiting for me after being away from the office for a week, but what I wasn’t prepared for was new tasks that my new boss have only thought off during the one week she was away from the office. And suddenly I have like 5 deadlines to meet in a space of a month, and

Izwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06072038782063177568noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5288936.post-1161923559253580622006-10-27T12:02:00.000+08:002008-01-05T14:07:47.998+08:00

The beginning of Raya Aidilfitri in fact begins on the night before 1st of Syawal, when muslims all over the world will recite the takbir, which marks the end of the fasting month of Ramadhan and the beginning of Aidilfitri. The takbir signifies victory for the muslims, for having gone through a month of restraint and supposedly rehabilitation in the month of Ramadhan. For the Muslim who managed

Izwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06072038782063177568noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5288936.post-1161851754628153792006-10-26T16:00:00.000+08:002008-01-05T14:07:47.998+08:00

So there.I've finally decided to give this blog a makeover. Well, with the Aidilfitri fever very much lingering in the air, and people celebrating Raya still fresh with the sweat and joy of decorating their houses, I felt it befitting that I gave my blog a new look as well. Perhaps it has been a tad overdue too. My blog had had the old look for too long that to be honest, I was beginning to feel

Izwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06072038782063177568noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5288936.post-1159065721216484672006-09-24T10:01:00.000+08:002008-01-05T14:07:47.998+08:00

Ramadhan Is Here Once AgainToday marks the first day of the holy month of Ramadhan, which to most people, well at least to Malaysians, is more commonly called as the fasting month. "Bulan puasa" as most Malaysians would fondly call it. I'm not sure if it's unique only in Malaysia, the month of Ramadhan would also see the mushrooming of evening markets, or Ramadhan markets as we call it, where you

Izwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06072038782063177568noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5288936.post-1158815675213423622006-09-21T13:12:00.000+08:002008-01-05T14:07:47.999+08:00

I'm Back"I can see clearly now the rain is gone,I can see all obstacles in my way,Gone are the dark clouds that had me blind.It's gonna be a bright (bright), bright (bright) sunshiny day.It's gonna be a bright (bright), bright (bright) sunshiny day."I’m suddenly feeling a sense of contentment and peace. It is quite a change from what I had been experiencing over the last 2 months. I had been so

Izwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06072038782063177568noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5288936.post-1150289479122810472006-06-14T20:49:00.000+08:002008-01-05T14:07:47.999+08:00

My BirthdayNo.. no… it is not going to be around anytime soon. I’ve been struggling to keep myelf awake at the office, after 3 very long weeks at work and revising for exams (more on these later… when I get the time to write about em that is! Good luck to that!). Browsed through the net and found rhis website of quizzes you can do when you have nothing better to do like yours truly, or you’re

Izwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06072038782063177568noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5288936.post-1149122542251609122006-06-01T08:38:00.000+08:002008-01-05T14:07:47.999+08:00

Rejoicing The Little TriumphsI arrived at the office today with a slight feeling of triumphalism. In fact, I’ve been feeling this way for some time now that it makes me wonder. In the case of this morning, the reason why I’m suddenly feeling so good about myself is because of the simple reason that I managed to catch the ‘express’ elevator on my own to my office floor. You see, where I work, the

Izwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06072038782063177568noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5288936.post-1146971033115425222006-05-07T10:47:00.000+08:002008-01-05T14:07:48.000+08:00

Work Away From WorkBy the standards of the last couple of weeks, this weekend has thus far been the most relaxed and peaceful one for me. I think I've said this far too many times, and at the risk of being accused of oversaying it yet again, work in my office has been close to slavery proportions. March to June are really busy times, and coupled with the factors of a demanding boss and a

Izwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06072038782063177568noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5288936.post-1146236355359311202006-04-28T22:54:00.000+08:002008-01-05T14:07:48.000+08:00

The 6 O'clock HorrorI was getting myself ready to go home yesterday. It was close to 6pm. I had stayed back in the office till very late at night for the last couple of days, not really due to work, but waiting on my wife whose job is almost tantamount to slavery these days, and I was feeling very sleepy and tired. My reasons were failing me, and I wasn't even able to converse well. Words stumble

Izwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06072038782063177568noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5288936.post-1142296833142470432006-03-14T08:18:00.001+08:002008-01-05T14:07:48.000+08:00

Just The 3 Of UsIt's been 3 days since my whole family bar my wife and myself left for Jakarta for a vacation. My wife and myself couldn't join them as February and March are usually a torturous time for us who work in the accounting line. So for those aspiring accountants out there, you would do well to take note of this. The company's year end accounts closing is just around the corner and the

Izwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06072038782063177568noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5288936.post-1141692632648046782006-03-07T08:33:00.000+08:002008-01-05T14:07:48.000+08:00

The Birthday Girls!My sister and her daughter Hannah celebrates their birthdays on the 4th and 6th March respectively. Time flew by like no one’s business, and before you knew it, Hannah is already a year old. A year old… unbelievable. It felt like only yesterday when the whole family was dining out in celebration of my sister’s birthday, which was exactly a year ago. We had the dinner before the

Izwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06072038782063177568noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5288936.post-1141261327546108162006-03-02T08:57:00.000+08:002008-01-05T14:07:48.001+08:00

*Sigh*The day didn’t start very well for me today. I woke up today feeling lousier than when I went to bed last night, which says a lot because I didn’t feel that great either last night. I had been in Singapore for a stock take exercise from Monday, and having arrived in KL yesterday afternoon, I came straight to the office for quite a bit of unfinished business. After a day of climbing up oil

Izwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06072038782063177568noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5288936.post-1140485584812901362006-02-21T09:30:00.000+08:002008-01-05T14:07:48.001+08:00

A Frustration VentedWarning: Long, irrational bitching session ahead!Much has been written about working with difficult people in an organisation. And perhaps just as much has been written about working with incompetent and stupid people. But if anyone out there knows a guide or anyone who can help me to work with a person who is stupid, incompetent, difficult, and too proud to work with despite

Izwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06072038782063177568noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5288936.post-1140092983230558862006-02-16T20:07:00.000+08:002008-02-08T17:39:36.916+08:00

A Tribute To WomenHave you ever experienced moments when suddenly a familiar song pops in your head and just keeps playing over and over again that you finally find yourself humming the tune? It sort of generates from the mood you're feeling at the time. For instance, when I woke up on the day of my job assessment interview, the orchestra in my head started playing Wagner's Flight of The

Izwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06072038782063177568noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5288936.post-1139831876362698632006-02-13T19:56:00.000+08:002008-01-05T14:07:48.001+08:00

The Weekend That WasThe weekend flew by faster than you could say Dodgeball, and before you knew it, it’s Monday again. Life as a parent does help to shorten the weekend somehow, what with the weekend now mostly spent entertaining the little one. Spent Saturday in the office though, trying to finalise a report my boss dissected and butchered so badly that the reconstruction of it took 3 days and

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The BluesI am still feeling the blues after the long one week holiday. Work started yesterday, and I felt like a zombie being dragged by a sports car. My boss had a big presentation to do yesterday, so I was pushed to do a lot of findings yesterday. What made it worse was that the presentation was pushed early from late afternoon to morning, so boss was getting a bit panicky, and as a result

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The Two CousinsI was at home lazing around today, having travelled from Ipoh yesterday. It's usually like that. I get the 'jet-lag' effect whenever I've travelled for anything longer than an hour. Was playing around with my camcorder today, taking videos of my daughter Insyirah and my niece Hannah. Boy I missed Hannah. Having not seen her for almost a week while away in Ipoh, it was a delight to

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The Cycle of LifeInevitably, after an incredible lack of updates lasting almost half a year, so many things and events have taken place within that time. Perhaps arguably, I could say that could have been one of the main reasons why I've not managed an update for so long; too many things to tell and talk about, that I had prefered to just bask in it rather than trouble myself typing them on a

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The ComebackIt's been a long while since I had anything up here. Suddenly I just lost any desire to do any update. I just can't explain it. It is as mysterious as the disappearance of the Angkor Watt civilisations in the past. Oh yeah, I have had a lot of stories to tell, perhaps more so than I've ever had before. I guess I just came to a point where I felt the whole idea of blogging, or at least

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The InterviewMy heart beat was beating faster than normal, and beating faster and louder by the minute like the stompings of a pursuing T-Rex in the movie Jurassic Park. Heck, it was beating so hard at times that my heart felt like jumping out.Dupp.. dapp.. dup.. dapp…My state of mind was close to being chaotic. All the facts that I had cramped into my head in the previous week or so were a

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Be Nice To Everyone 'Coz You'll Never Know...I'm away from the office attending a course today and tomorrow. It is nice to be away from the office once in a while, even though for a simple mandatory course that you have to attend as required by the job. Sort of breaks the monotony of the day to day routine. And anything that breaks the monotony usually has the effect of giving you a kick-start

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An Experience To RememberMy wife and I have been attending ante-natal classes at the Damansara Specialist Hospital for the last 3 weeks. I have to say, the contents of the classes have been very useful, especially for first-born expectants like my wife and me. So far, we’ve learnt of what to expect during pregnancy (though this might come as a bit too late for us, considering my wife is now

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Light At The End Of A Short TunnelIt's another Monday morning, and up to this point at least, I'm glad to say that I'm not feeling as much blues as I usually do on this day. The experience of last week when i felt mostly like a zombie throughout the whole week had made me to reflect on my perception of myself, work, and life in general. And among other things, I've realised that perhaps the

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Has Anyone Found A Misplaced Soul?In your head, in your head, Zombie, zombie, zombie, Hey, hey, hey. What's in your head, In your head, Zombie, zombie, zombie? Hey, hey, hey, hey, oh, dou, dou, dou, dou, dou...- Zombie, Cranberries -...because I feel like I have misplaced mine. For the last couple of weeks, I can’t help but feeling like a zombie, moving around not quite aimlessly, but without as

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